Chapter 16 Fellow Daoists, please stay!

The hour was still early, but the waning moon was already hanging in the west, and the stars in the night sky were particularly clear.

Meng Huan sat on a tree on the stone wall of the canyon, watching the stars in the starry sky, Maruko was not allowed to speak in the presence of others, and was pestering Meng Huan to chat at this time, venting the bitterness in his heart.

The dangerous peaks on both sides of the canyon stretch for dozens of miles, no wonder it is said that rushing to Nanhua County must pass through this valley, and no one wants to go around dozens of miles more.

Thirty-six ironclad Dao soldiers had already been placed on the road by Meng Huan, just waiting for the two to arrive.

Meng Huan saw that those two people were just the breath of the Purple Mansion Realm, although he might not be able to kill them, but for the Purple Mansion Cultivator who lacked magic weapons, he was still confident that he would snatch the treasures back.

It's just a pity that the sword pill has only been used for a few days since it was last used, and if the sword pill is issued at this time, it is estimated that it will not even be able to emit the power of the peak of qi refining.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and Meng Huan stopped talking to Maruki and restrained his breath.

After counting the breaths, they saw two people coming from a distance, but these two people were not his target, they were stepping in the same way, they should be monks from other sects in Wenhua County.

In fact, when the cultivator arrived in the Purple Mansion, he could already fly with the imperial object, but the consumption was extremely high, and most of the monks under the spiritual realm were in a hurry with their feet, which was not slower than their flying at this time. Only when you cultivate to the spiritual realm, you can cultivate some flying supernatural powers, or sacrifice flying magic weapons, and the monks will fly instead.

Now the ghost market should still be going on, these two people are gone, it seems that they have changed to some treasures, and it is best to go back as soon as possible. Meng Huan has no grudges with them, so naturally he will not do anything because he covets their treasures.

After a while, there were footsteps approaching, Meng Huan held his breath and glanced into the distance, not daring to look at it for a long time, so as not to be noticed by them.

Sure enough, it was the two Five Immortal Valley monks that Meng Huan was waiting for, and it seemed that they had nothing to look at in the ghost market, so they evacuated early.

As soon as the senior brother and sister reached the middle of the canyon, they heard a human voice from behind.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

This sentence, which was the most taboo in the world of cultivating immortals, reached their ears at this time, and they remembered what the master of the door had explained: kill if you can, and run if you can.

As soon as they turned around, they saw Meng Huan standing on the tree, and when they looked at it, they found that this person's aura was vague, and they didn't know what the realm was, and they couldn't even remember for a while that this person was the one who was robbed of the treasure by them in the ghost market.

Just as they were hesitating to kill or run away, a strong wind came from behind, hitting the male cultivator, who was the ironclad Daoist soldier that Meng Huan had planted in advance.

Since he is called a senior brother, he naturally has to solve it first.

The male cultivator reacted very quickly, untied a black banner from his waist, raised it upward, and a stream of black qi attacked the thirty-six soldiers, but unfortunately it had no effect, and the black banner was directly shattered.

"Oh no, these are not living beings, they are not afraid of the plague!"

"Senior brother, watch out for the back!"

The male cultivator turned his head again, and saw a golden light flying over, hitting his chest, directly shattering a jade talisman on the man's chest and injuring him.

Before he could react, he saw a sword light flying by, directly cutting the silk bag with the small bag hanging from his waist, and flying back to Meng Huan with the storage bag.

Meng Huan had seen with his own eyes that this person's elixir was taken out of this bag, but the woman did not have this thing hanging around her waist, and the two stones should have been stored in it.

They saw that the man who attacked them had actually collected a weapon of war and ran away directly.

The woman thought about it, this person's cultivation was definitely not high, and she didn't want to fight with them. She got up to chase after her, but was stopped by the man.

"Senior sister, don't chase! We didn't bring the Dharma Protector out of the door, so it's not appropriate to fight. "As a vein of refining medicine in the door, the combat ability is not strong.

"And if you're gone, and if he's going to make a fuss, what are we going to do?"

"So let's just forget it? We have always robbed other people's things, so how can we have others rob us of our things? The woman was very unwilling, and wanted to pull out the thief's bones.

"Naturally not, he destroyed my plague weapon, even if you don't say it, I won't let him go. The man paused and continued, "My storage bag has the hands and feet made by Shizun, he will inevitably be branded with the plague mark in my door, and the jade talisman in the valley will be sensed within a radius of thousands of miles, so go back to the Five Immortals Valley to get the jade talisman first." ”

"And junior sister, you haven't sacrificed the plague banner yet, so we will use people from Pingyang County to raise the plague poison for you. ”

"Okay, thank you, brother. The woman smiled, picked up the male cultivator and left the canyon.

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"Sure enough, it's all a fake trick, and the two Purple Mansion monks have to make me lose a little bit of money. Meng Huan sat by a small river, studying his loot.

Like this mustard seed magic weapon he has loved for a long time, watching Zhenyuan Daxian in Journey to the West wave his sleeves, he can take away a large piece of clouds, and he still has to carry a sword on his back and a stone plate in his arms, which is really not a bit of fan.

"The magic weapon of Sumeru mustard seeds can only be practiced by spiritual realm monks, it seems that there are spiritual realm monks in this Five Immortal Valley?"

Meng Huan is now refining qi and cultivating, and after refining qi is the Purple Mansion Realm, the Purple Mansion is divided into three steps - the first step is opened, the second step is built, and the third step is revealed. Just like the two of them just now, they obviously didn't have the atmosphere of an immortal cultivator, and they might just be low-level cultivators of the Purple Mansion.

After the Purple Mansion is the point spirit, which is also divided into three steps - the first step is to gather the soul, that is, the Yin God that the immortal cultivators say, the second step is the Yuan Dan, and the third step is the Yuan Spirit. The spiritual realm monk Meng Huan said was the Yuan Spiritual Monk.

Meng Huan used his divine sense to probe into the Qiankun bag and found that although there were prohibitions in it, it was not refined, presumably because the male cultivator was not cultivated enough, so he could only leave a mana mark on it.

"That's easy, if there is a Yuan Spirit branded on its prohibition, I won't be able to open this bag!"

He rushed with mana, but the bag did not react, the mana of the Purple Mansion Realm monk was not comparable to him now, but the mana above the prohibition was a little less.

An hour later, Meng Huan opened the bag, and was about to poke in, when a cloud of black gas flew out of it, imprinted on Meng Huan's chest, he opened his clothes and saw that there was an extra black mark on his chest.

"What the hell is this?" Meng Huan felt a little panicked in his heart.

"Master, this is a tracking mark!" replied to him, it was Maruko.

"Maruko, do you know this black seal?" Meng Huan hurriedly asked.

"I don't know, it's just that when people see this kind of thing, their memories come to mind. ”

"Alas, careless, I just don't know if there are other reactions to this seal. ”

"Master, won't you feel it?" Maruko rolled his eyes, as if he wasn't worried about Meng Huan's situation.

Meng Huan checked carefully and found that the magic power in the black seal was only in the seal, and it did not spread.

"That's good!"

Meng Huan didn't delay any longer, got up and rushed to Wenhua County, in his mind, the most dangerous place is the safest place.