Li Qingyang led his clansmen to quickly clean up this place.

After disposing of the corpses all over the ground, the storage bags and magic weapons for the loose cultivation were divided. Li Xuangang got two storage bags and a first-order mid-grade magic sword.

The tribesmen freed up a few more storage bags and put the bodies of the dead clansmen in them, waiting to be brought back to Taiqiu Mountain in the future.

Their relics were also collected by Li Qingyang and handed over to their relatives in the future.

The caravan with only thirteen monks left continued to drive the Earth Horse Beast through the Black Wind Ridge and headed for the city of Binhaifang to the east.

The three seriously wounded clansmen were placed on top of the wagon to recuperate.

Li Xuangang and Li Xuanshan walked side by side, without saying much, quietly guarding the earth horse beast.

Both of them were injured, Li Xuangang was a little better, most of the attacks were blocked by the refining corpse, and he was only cut out of his chest, but after a simple treatment, there was no big problem.

Li Xuanshan was not so lucky, his cultivation was not as good as Li Xuangang's, and he was a close-quarters fighter, so his body was densely covered with wounds, and the deepest places could see the white bones inside.

Fortunately, in the battle, Li Xuangang has been paying attention to him, and has helped him block a lot of attacks at critical moments, so that Li Xuanshan can still walk now and will not become a member of the lying down.

......

In the depths of the Black Wind Ridge, huge trees abounded, and suddenly a figure swept over from a distance and stopped on top of a thick tree trunk.

He carefully looked behind him and found that no one was chasing him, so he let down a little vigilance in his heart.

After removing the mask from his face, a rather delicate face was exposed to the air.

This turned out to be a nuns.

This person was the last Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivator who escaped in the hands of Li Qingyang and Li Changhuan, named Liao Gu.

Aunt Liao leaned against the trunk of the tree, her heart palpitated, fortunately she finally used the second-order earth thorn talisman decisively, otherwise she would definitely not be able to escape the poisonous hands of the two monks of the Li family.

Liao Gu is a casual cultivator who is mainly active around Binhaifang City, relying on her face and the cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining, and she is also somewhat famous among the casual cultivators in Binhaifang City.

"I shouldn't have listened to that person's demagoguery, who came to the Black Wind Ridge to rob the caravan, how could those family monks really be so easy to deal with. ”

Aunt Liao whispered:

"Don't let me run into you next time. ”

Then he took out two spirit stones and held them in his hand to replenish his spiritual energy.

"Are you talking about me?"

Along with the slightly hoarse voice, there was also the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the body.

The owner of this voice suddenly appeared behind Liao Gu, and his masked face leaned on Liao Gu's shoulder, his left hand wrapped around her from his chest, and his right hand held a dagger, which had been rooted into Liao Gu's body and accurately pierced the latter's heart.

Aunt Liao's eyes widened, obviously she didn't expect that the Taoist friend who had joined forces with the enemy before was ambushing herself here at this time, wanting to kill herself.

"The original plan was not achieved, I am a little unwilling, I have to gain something from my hard work, Liao Daoyou, you say yes!"

As he spoke, he turned the dagger in a circle.

At the moment when he thought that Aunt Liao was about to die, through the eyes of the mask, he suddenly saw Aunt Liao, who was supposed to be attacked and looked panicked, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That's when he realized something was wrong.

I stabbed Liao Gu into my body with a dagger, but there was no blood flowing out of the wound.

He immediately realized that something was wrong, he didn't even pull out the dagger, and let go directly, and at the same time, his legs were pushed back, wanting to stay away from "Aunt Liao".

But it was too late.

The female cultivator, who was originally Liao Gu's appearance, suddenly burst open, turning into a black net woven with vines, and the sneak attacker who was close at hand was wrapped tightly in an instant.

The latter's cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining was unexpectedly unable to break free for a while.

But he didn't have a chance to think about whether he could break free or not.

The real Liao Gu appeared from the tree, then walked out, and in the latter's frightened eyes, he crushed his head with a kick.

The process was so short that the deceased didn't even say a word to beg for mercy, and it was cleanly resolved.

With a move of Aunt Liao's right hand, the net wrapped around the corpse was put away by her and put it into a storage bag.

Then she crouched down and removed the storage bag from the corpse's waist, and the dagger that had fallen from the trunk.

said: "You're right, it's really unwilling to work hard for this trip, and there is no gain." ”

After casually burning the corpse, Aunt Liao left the place in a few flashes.

Thinking: "He is not the only one who has escaped from the entire Black Wind Ridge. ”

Aunt Liao put on her mask again.

......

But all this has nothing to do with the Li family.

After walking cautiously for two days, the caravan finally walked out of the Black Wind Ridge.

After walking out of the Black Wind Ridge, Li Qingyang did not let everyone rest, but walked for another half a month in one breath, and finally arrived at Binhaifang City.

Li Xuangang looked at the port of Binhaifang City not far away, the sunlight rising from the sea level in the extreme distance reflected on the entire Binhaifang City, Li Xuangang looked away from the huge treasure ship parked in the port, and looked at the endless sea.

"Is this the East China Sea?"

The tired people looked at the nearby Binhaifang City, and they all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and it was safe to arrive here.

With a wave of his hand, Li Qingyang commanded his clan to follow countless other monks into Binhaifang City.

Binhai Fang City is a Fang City built by the Ghoul Sect, located on the edge of the East China Sea, 3,000 miles out of the sea is the largest island in the nearby sea area, Limeng Island.

Binhai Fang City is also one of the largest Fang markets in the eastern part of Chaoyang Continent, there are many monks in the Fang City, there are three thousand resident monks, and Binhai Fang City is also the distribution center of the monster materials in the sea, and a large number of forces from other regions send caravans to purchase here every year.

And the Li family has two shops in Binhaifang City, one of which is Baicao Pavilion, selling some pills refined by the Li family. There is also a grain store that sells Linggu, which is the most scarce resource for the monks of Binhaifang City and Limeng Island.

With these two shops alone, the Li family has to pay five hundred spirit stones to the Ghoul Sect as rent every year.

This time, most of the goods transported by the Li family's four earth horses and beasts were from Linggu, which supplied grain stores. The other small part was a hundred bottles of Chunlu Pill and fifty bottles of Red Jade Pill and various spiritual herbs used for alchemy, which were supplied to the Hundred Grass Pavilion.

Li Qingyang first led the caravan to the grain store in the family, and three members of the Li family came out of the grain store, and the leader was Li Qingshui, who was the seventeenth in the Qing generation, and the eighth level of Qi refining cultivation. The other two, like Li Xuangang, are monks of the Xuanzi generation.

Li Qingshui was tall and thin, and his long hair was tied up by him and tied tightly.

"Second brother, what's the matter, have you met a robber who can't open your eyes?"

As soon as Li Qingshui came out, he saw the state of Li Xuangang and the others, and there were three seriously injured clansmen lying down, Li Qingshui had been crawling for many years, how could he not know what was going on?

Li Qingyang told Li Qingshui about the situation.

"Uncle Fifteen went?"

Li Qingyang nodded lightly and replied, "Yes, I have already put away the body, and I am ready to send it back to Taiqiu Mountain along with the other clansmen." ”

"Have you gone to talk to Eighth Uncle?" Li Qingshui said again.

The eighth uncle in his mouth is Li Changji, who ranks eighth in the eldest generation, who sits in the Baicao Pavilion all the year round and is a second-order alchemist.

At the same time, in addition to the patriarch Li Changqing and Li Changzhi, he is also another monk in the foundation building period left by the elder generation.

"Not yet, I just arrived in Binhaifang City, and I came here first. Li Qingyang said.

Li Qingshui lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suggested to Li Qingyang:

"Second brother, this is not a trivial matter, I think it is better to report to the eighth uncle as soon as possible, so let's unload this batch of spirit valleys into the warehouse as soon as possible, and then I will go to Baicao Pavilion with you." ”

After that, the Li clan unloaded all the Linggu on the carriage, and moved it into the warehouse under the grain store, and after settling the four earth horse beasts, Li Qingyang and Li Qingshui rushed to the Baicao Pavilion with ten clansmen.

The two members of the grain store stayed behind to take care of the three seriously wounded and the four earth-headed horses.

After Li Qingyang and his entourage passed through two streets and countless crowds, they finally arrived at the door of an attic, and there was a lacquered red plaque hanging on the attic door, with three big characters on it.

A group of monks dressed in the same black robes appeared at the door, attracting the attention of the cultivators who were buying pills inside at this time.

Just as the monks were surprised, the twelve monks outside the house were walking in and standing in the lobby.

One of the casual cultivators in the lobby who bought the pill had been licking blood on the tip of the knife all year round, and at this time, he smelled a strong smell of blood on the monks who came in.

And the little guy who was still greeting himself just now also greeted this group of people the moment they entered the door.

I saw that after the little guy said a few words to the leader, he turned around and said to a few scattered cultivators who were still buying pills:

"Fellow Daoists, the shop has something to do temporarily, and it is temporarily closed today, so please come back another day, I'm really sorry. ”

After sending the customers out of the store, the little guy turned back and said to Li Qingyang:

"Second Uncle wait a moment, let me go and inform Eighth Uncle. ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the backyard of the Hundred Grass Pavilion.