"There must have been a commotion outside!"

Zhang Yuanhao put the unhappiness in his heart behind, and a smile hooked up on the corner of his mouth.

The Qingxuan Continent has been peaceful for a long time, and there are very few traces of demonic cultivators. And Zhang Yuanhao slaughtered the disciples of Qixia Taoist Temple with cruel means, and killed a foundation building major cultivator in his sect, like throwing a stone on the surface of a calm lake, setting off violent ripples.

Moreover, he also left a back hand. Long before he entered the Qixia Taoist Temple, he changed his appearance into Ling Cheng, and his purpose in staying in the Qixia Taoist Temple to leave a living mouth was also for this.

Cause trouble for Ling Fall.

This person wanted to kill himself many times, and almost succeeded several times, Zhang Yuanhao was the master who would repay him, how could he make him feel better?

"It's good if you can cause him some trouble!"

Zhang Yuanhao stood up, waved his arm, and a spiritual power surged, bombarding the top of the cave, and a large number of mountains and rocks rumbled down, burying all the traces of his cultivation here.

"The anger on the body is too heavy, the soul is haunted, you can't stay here for a long time, you have to find a way to eliminate the resentment on your body!"

Zhang Yuanhao frowned and flew into the air. At this time, he had already changed his clothes, wearing a green robe, like a scholar, and the demon cultivator who was full of slaughter, and no one would connect the two together.

It's just that if there is a monk who is proficient in divination and cause and effect or who is proficient in the art of controlling ghosts, and who has opened the eyes of yin and yang, he will definitely be able to discover the resentment and haunting soul on Zhang Yuanhao's body, which cannot be hidden at all.

After this battle, Zhang Yuanhao actually regretted it. Because this is really too worthwhile, the higher his cultivation, the less luck a low-level cultivator can provide to himself, just take this time as an example, the luck provided by so many Qi cultivation realms is less than one-third of a Dongyangzi, which is pitiful. And he is not only haunted by unjust souls, contaminated with a lot of cause and effect, but also has to bear the name of a demon cultivator, if he is not caught, it is better to say, once he is exposed, his fate will be absolutely miserable.

"Next time, I'll never do this kind of loss-making business again!"

Zhang Yuanhao shook his head, watching the white clouds pass under him, thinking thoughtfully.

This time he was indeed too nervous, just because Ling Cheng had put too much pressure on him, if his strength could not be improved quickly, then he might not be able to encounter demon beasts next time to relieve himself.

......

The northern part of Jiuyun Country, on the bank of the Lanyin River, Jianglan City.

This is the only riverside city in the north of the Jiuyun Kingdom, covering an area of more than 200 miles, accommodating nearly 100,000 mortal population, Jiuyun Valley has set up an organization called Yunxian Pavilion in it, specifically selecting young children with spiritual root qualifications among mortals, and then taking them to join the Jiuyun Valley to practice, which is also the source of the green and yellow of the Jiuyun Valley, and the source of its long-lasting prosperity.

A faint blue light was extremely fast, piercing the sky, leaving a hazy light and shadow on the Lanyin River, and then quickly disappeared, escaping into the majestic city on the riverside.

The mortals of the city have long been surprised by this. Immortal cultivators have a lot of markets in the city, and they have also seen many immortal family members with their own eyes for countless years, and a light of light is not surprising to them.

"Welcome seniors!"

At the gate of Jianglan City's Fang Market, as soon as the two guarded Qi Cultivators saw the menacing retreat, they respectfully bent down and opened the two quaint gates made of brass.

In the country of Jiuyun, this is the treatment only for the foundation building overhaul, entering the fang market from the main gate, and the monks below the foundation building realm can only enter through the side door, and the two are very different.

The light fell to the ground, revealing the awe-inspiring and extraordinary figure in it, wearing a purple ribbon robe, soft shoes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a straight nose and thin lips, which made people dare not look directly.

It wasn't until the figure strode into the Fang City that one of the guard monks tapped the shoulder of one of the people beside him, and his face was a little wrong: "Xiao Pan, why do I think that adult just now is a bit like the demon cultivator who was wanted by the major sects half a month ago......"

Hearing him say this, the man raised his head and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "What are you talking about...... The ...... who slaughtered the Qixia Taoist Temple?"

......

Ling Cheng walked in the Immortal Cultivator Fang Market in Jianglan City, his face was tense, and his brows were tightly entangled.

"The day of the backlash has been advanced...... he muttered in a voice that he could only hear, "I must return to the blood pool in the sect as soon as possible to stabilize my state of mind, otherwise it will be worth the loss to be devoured by the blood soul!"

"Buy some blood spirit crystals first to stabilize the state, now I can't even give full play to one-third of my strength in my heyday, in case I run into Zhang Yuanhao, this kid, I'm afraid I will be escaped by him again!"

Ling Cheng looked at the shops in the market as he walked, and his spiritual sense swept through one after another, but he didn't find what he wanted.

"Well, Blood Soul Flower, good thing!"

Finally, Ling Cheng stopped at the door of a rather large shop, and a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was really unexpected!

"How do you sell the Blood Soul Flower?"

There were originally a few monks in the shop who were watching, but they were all practicing Qi Realm, as soon as they saw Ling Cheng stepping in, they all looked nervous and retreated to the side, and some were negotiating with the sales monks, and they were also taken by the faint aura of foundation building on Ling Cheng's body, and they all turned their heads to look over.

"Former ...... Senior, this ...... The Blood Soul Flower is the treasure of our town, I ...... I can't...... Be in charge, you have to ask the shopkeeper to come back......"

A sales monk hurriedly ran up, and when he saw Ling Cheng, his face changed suddenly, and then he quickly returned to his original state, stammering a little.

"Hurry up!"

Ling Cheng frowned, not suspicious, but paced around the store, carefully examining the items on sale.

"Huh......?"

Soon, Ling Cheng's expression was a little wrong. His spiritual sense spread out, and he found that the monks who had been wandering in the store had withdrawn one by one, and even a few of the monks who were selling goods in the store had disappeared.

"What's going on!"

Just as Ling Cheng reacted and was about to make a move, his face suddenly changed drastically, becoming extremely difficult to look at.

"You demon cultivator, don't be caught yet!"

Several spiritual power halos flickered, and the foundation building overhaul in the entire Jianglan Chengfang City was actually gathered together, blocking the door of the store, and the ranks were neat, and the Qi cultivation realm in standard robes was also quickly put in place, surrounding the store.

In the market, a total of six spiritual power halos flickered endlessly, and their cultivation realms were from the early stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building, one by one holding various magic weapons, supporting their own spiritual power light cover, and waiting for the battle.

"What do you mean, I am Ling Cheng, a disciple of the real person of the Guyun Valley Snake, and I have the identity jade plate as proof!"

Ling Cheng's face trembled a little, and a trace of panic and dazedness flashed in his eyes, but it was well concealed.