Is this really something that a casual cultivator who can break through to the middle stage of Qi cultivation can do?

With the temperament of casual cultivation, I'm afraid that when I open my mouth to refuse, I will already start to threaten myself, right?

Or perhaps, when he opened his mouth to refuse, he coldly threw down a sentence and turned away, right?

Imagine how Sanxiu would react to that scene at that time.

He Song frowned.

Chen Zhou's demeanor and movements at that time quickly flashed in his mind, and He Song raised his eyebrows.

He was really not sure if Chen Zhou was acting at that time.

In his previous life, he lived in the era of the information explosion, and He Song knew very well that there was a kind of person who was born a master of acting.

This kind of person acts as usual, and does not act according to the thoughts of his heart.

On the contrary, most of them are performances, usually submissive in front of people, but they are extremely ruthless in secret.

If Chen Zhou who ran into him was really like this, maybe the other party was already thinking about how to kill himself at this moment.

In other words.

He Song is in danger now!

What about the friends managed by the Elixir Pavilion?

After death, it is not still a corpse.

With Chen Zhou's casual cultivation background, this kind of thing of secretly killing people will definitely not be unfamiliar.

The high mortality rate is not only due to the fact that they are engaged in a dangerous business.

What's more, it's still the killing of each other among the loose cultivators.

Homicide.

For casual practice, there will be no burden.

What's more, He Song had clearly offended Chen Zhou at that time.

In other words, He Song, when a person completely offends himself, he will also choose to strike first.

Such a thought flashed through his mind, He Song only felt that his scalp was numb, and a chill suddenly appeared in his back.

The bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, but He Song's complexion remained unchanged.

But after thinking about it, he hurriedly stopped cultivating.

Got up, pinching a thick earth talisman between his fingers to ensure his safety at the moment.

That's when the door opened.

Walk towards the door.

This house can't stay anymore!

He could follow the route Chen Zhou left to find him.

Would he have been hiding in the shadows to observe himself, and then follow the route he had taken to find the location of his home?

In the face of a loose cultivator who licks blood from the knife edge for a living, an immortal monk like He Song may be difficult to parry.

With such thoughts, He Song's pace became faster and faster.

When he came to the house, on the crowded street, He Song's mood calmed down a little.

However, the thick earth talisman pinched between his fingers did not relax at all, and was still in a state that could be activated at any time.

Walking on the streets.

He Song didn't think about it, so he walked towards the location of Wei Fan's house.

He's not alone.

After so many years of painstaking operation in Zhushan Xianfang, He Song also has a background and connections in Zhushan Xianfang.

There is a crisis at the moment.

He has no ability to solve it for the time being.

That's definitely going to go backstage.

He Song is not one of those people who wants to save face and suffer crimes.

If you don't look for the background, you have to solve it yourself.

That's too dangerous, and if you're not careful, you'll lose everything.

He is different from others, everyone else dies when he dies, and he is a good man after eighteen years anyway.

He Song is an immortal, if he really dies, I am afraid that his intestines will be repentant.

Therefore, in He Song's dictionary.

If you can not offend people, it is better not to offend people, if you really offend, then you must kill them with one blow.

If you can do it yourself, it's better not to do it yourself, you have to do it yourself, then you will crush the other party's bones and scatter ashes, and don't give it a chance to make a comeback.

If you can cut the grass and eradicate the roots, then you must cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

In short, you can't leave yourself with any troubles.

My own life is precious.

Soon.

He Song came to Wei Fan's house.

Wei Fan rested today and was not on duty in Lingjian Pavilion.

Seeing He Song coming, Wei Fan was overjoyed, personally welcomed He Song into the courtyard, and pulled him to the attic where they used to drink tea together.

The two sat down face to face in the attic, and Wei Fan also spoke at the right time.

"Daoyou, I haven't been here for a long time, and I live alone in this courtyard, and it's boring." Handed He Song a cup of tea, Wei Fan shook his head and said.

Since He Song moved away from him three years ago, he has returned to his original boring life.

Without He Song here, he still misses that time a little.

At that time, although the outside world was a little more dangerous.

But He Song lives with him, and when he gets along, he can still drink with his friends in his spare time.

It's a pity that after He Song moved out three years ago, he no longer had the feeling he had at that time.

When He Song came to visit today, he naturally wanted to say a few words.

"Brother Wei, I'm here, but I'm here to ask you for help." Taking a sip of the tea handed by Wei Fan, a trace of helplessness flashed in He Song's eyes.

In the past three years, every time there is a small gathering every month, Wei Fan will invite himself again to continue to live here.

But He Song never agreed once.

Now that I have to come to the door again, I didn't expect Wei Fan to say this.

This made him a little embarrassed to refuse.

However, when I came to visit today, I really had something important, so I should first explain my affairs to Wei Fan, see if he has any solutions, and then make plans.

"Oh? Help me? Taoist friends are so cautious and never do evil to others, is it possible that there are monks who want to oppress you? ”

Hearing He Song's words, Wei Fan was shocked, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, but after watching for a long time, he didn't find that He Song was missing arms and legs.

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but put his questioning eyes on He Song's face.

At the same time, a trace of anger also appeared in Wei Fan's heart.

He Songnai is his friend.

In addition, He Song is used to being cautious on weekdays, and he never takes the initiative to offend people.

If he was bullied in the Immortal Fang, where would his face be left as a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator?

For a while, blood ignited in Wei Fan's chest.

Could it be that he, a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator who had never made a move since he had broken through to the late stage of Qi training, was he really going to make a move today?

Under the agitation of the mood, the spiritual pressure on his body, which was exclusive to the late stage of qi training, also fluctuated a little at this moment.

This is a fluctuation caused by violent mood fluctuations that affect the spiritual power in the body.

The slight fluctuation of spiritual pressure in the late stage of Qi cultivation was not an unbearable burden for He Song, a mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivator.

On the contrary, He Song only felt a breeze on his face at the moment, but a trace of warmth emerged in his heart.

"That's not it, it's still my fault in this matter, but now that the wood is complete, I can only ask you for help." After He Song considered it, he quickly told Wei Fan about the incident he had encountered.

Start from the middle stage of your own breakthrough Qi training.

Later, he went to the Elixir Pavilion to find Zhao Lin, and Zhao Lin casually helped him row two acres of spiritual land.

and met Chen Zhou at Lingtian, who wanted to spend ten spirit stones in exchange for Lingtian.

After that, he entrusted Zhao Lin to investigate the details of Chen Zhou, and Zhao Lin truthfully told himself and wrote his guess on the paper crane.

In the end, worried about Chen Zhou's identity as a casual cultivator, He Song had to come to Wei Fan for help.

After saying everything once, He Song picked up the teacup and took a sip and moistened his throat.