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"These are low-level spirit worms, there must be monks hiding around. The black-robed middle-aged man could see the difference between the thousand poisonous bees at a glance, and reminded loudly.

"Hmph, it's ridiculous that just a few low-level spirit insects want to plot against Ping. When the burly monk heard this, he smiled coldly.

As soon as his words fell, a flash of light suddenly flashed in mid-air, and three sword lights of red, blue, and blue flew in, and then fell down together.

At this time, the burly monk was taken aback, and after exclaiming, without saying a word, he made a decision, and a silver flying sword immediately rose into the sky.

At the same time, his right hand slapped to his waist, and a flying knife magic weapon flew out of it, and it also flew into the air.

Suddenly, the five magic weapons erupted into a star-like spark entanglement in one place, and it was difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

And Li Peirong and the tall and short man all looked overjoyed when they saw this. After snorting, they all attacked the black-robed middle-aged man.

Even though the black-robed middle-aged cultivator was a little higher, he was also a little powerless in the face of the siege of the three monks at the same time, and he had to release a small fork magic weapon to resist it.

"What kind of people are sneaky, and if they have the guts, they will show up and compete with each other. While the burly cultivator resisted the attack, his eyes quickly swept around, but he didn't see half a figure at all, and he couldn't help but roar with anger on his face.

Originally, the two of them were about to succeed, but who knew that they had been plotted by others. And the other party has always hidden his figure, which makes him feel uneasy in his heart.

At this moment, Yuan Fei, who had been hiding on the trunk of the tree, suddenly jumped and flew down from the top of his head, and at the same time, his right hand shook and threw out a dozen talismans that were tightly held in his hand.

As soon as these talismans flew out, they all turned into fireballs with a "poof", and then rose in the wind, and they became a large fire curtain, rolling downward.

The burly monk's consciousness moved, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw the blazing flames coming from him.

His expression couldn't help but change, and he quickly raised his hand and slapped it on his waist, releasing a shield magic weapon to protect it above his head.

The next moment, a "bang" explosion suddenly broke out, and the burly monk was suddenly drowned in the sea of fire.

However, with the protection of the magic weapon, the burly monk did not suffer any damage, but this also made him feel very ashamed.

Although the burly monk didn't see the appearance of the person who came, but just after his divine sense was swept away, the other party's cultivation must be below the ninth layer of Qi cultivation.

And he was actually restrained by the other party's attacks, which had never happened in the past.

The burly monk gritted his teeth angrily, thinking that after this wave of attacks passed, he must give the other party a little color to see.

Although his idea was good, Yuan Fei would not give him this chance, as soon as the flames weakened, his palm immediately shook, and he threw a dozen talismans.

More than a dozen fireballs the size of a wooden basin struck the shield one after another, giving the burly monk no respite at all.

At the same time, Yuan Fei whistled in his mouth, and a thousand poisonous bees suddenly circled behind the burly monk, and swarmed up with a loud buzz.

The burly monk was horrified, but a swarm of poisonous bees had already crawled on him, and it was too late to hide.

He immediately panicked, and his hands slapped wildly on his body.

If it is an ordinary poisonous bee, under the palm of its spiritual power, it will naturally not survive. But in the past few years, the Thousand Poisonous Bees have been a low-level spirit insect with the second-layer aura of the Qi cultivation period, where is it so easy to die.

On the contrary, the burly monk's reckless movements made the swarm even more irritable, and stingers pierced deep into its body.

The burly monk began to roll on the ground and scream, but after a short time, his voice suddenly stopped abruptly, and his body remained motionless.

But the thousand poisonous bees did not stop, but opened their fangs and began to eat the corpse of the burly monk.

Seeing this, Yuan Fei finally let out a long breath.

Fortunately, his attack was carried out in one go, and the opponent basically had no chance to fight back, otherwise when the burly monk freed up his hand, he might not be able to win so easily.

Thinking of this, Yuan Fei leaned over and took off the burly monk's storage bag, and turned his head to look at the battle group next to him.

Originally, without the help of the burly monk, the black-robed middle-aged man was already powerless in the face of the ferocious attack of Li Peirong and the others. Now that the burly monk has fallen, he has no desire to continue the war.

After his eyes rolled, his hands suddenly pinched, and the flying sword magic weapon and the small fork magic weapon suddenly shone brightly, forcing Li Peirong and the three of them to retreat.

Then the black-robed middle-aged man didn't say a word, and as soon as he put the magic weapon back, his figure disappeared into the jungle in a flash.

He knew in his heart that if he waited for Yuan Fei to attack him again, he would have no chance of survival.

"Thank you Brother Ji for coming to the rescue, my little sister is grateful. Li Peirong didn't chase after her, and after putting away the magic weapon, she came to Yuan Fei and hugged her fists gratefully.

"Fairy Li is polite. By the way, how could a few Daoyou people be intercepted here?" Yuan Fei asked with some confusion after smiling faintly.

"Speaking of which, Brother Yuan also knows this person, and he is the monk who sold the Lingluo Fruit. It's all because of the little sister's negligence, they have been tracked to this point, if Brother Ji hadn't arrived in time, we were afraid that our lives would be lost. Li Peirong frowned after glancing at the burly monk who was almost devoured by a thousand poisonous bees.

"It's him?" Yuan Fei heard this, and there was a hint of surprise on his face.

He walked around Aoba Valley City for most of the day, just to find this person. Who knew that he secretly followed behind Li Peirong and a few others, planning to kill people and seize treasures, but unfortunately it was not written.

"This time thanks to Brother Ji. In this way, how about Brother Ji and his little sister return to the clan? I think that after my father learns about this, he will definitely be rewarded heavily. After Li Peirong hugged her fists again, she solemnly invited.

"In the future, there are indeed important things to do, and it is not advisable to stay outside for too long. Anyway, there is a Taoist friend in his hand, and if there is any difficulty in the next hand, he will need a lot of help from Taoist friends. After Yuan Fei hesitated, he still refused the woman's invitation.

Then the little sister is no longer reluctant. Li Peirong saw that Yuan Fei was embarrassed, and she couldn't say anything, so she smiled and said.

"So, I stayed for a short time and took my leave. After Yuan Fei nodded, as soon as his divine sense moved, a thousand poisonous bees soared from the few remaining burly monk's corpses, and then submerged into the spirit beast bag around his waist.

Then, after Yuan Fei hugged his fists at Li Peirong and the other two monks, he jumped on the flying sword and left.

"Senior Sister, isn't he the monk we met in the Aoba Valley before? It turns out that Senior Sister knows him?" the tall monk asked thoughtfully after glancing at Yuan Fei's departing back.

"Hmph, don't ask what you shouldn't. The two of you also said that you want to keep me safe, but when it comes to the critical moment, you can't help at all. After Li Peirong snorted lightly, she stepped on the flying sword and walked away, as if she didn't want to say anything superfluous.

The tall and short monks looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and then reluctantly followed.

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As Yuan Fei flew, he released his divine sense to probe the contents of the burly monk's storage bag.

After a moment, his face couldn't help but show joy.

Not to mention, the burly monk's net worth is really good, in addition to hundreds of spirit stones, there are also a lot of classics and several magic weapons, and the other is the piece of copper sand that he exchanged with Li Peirong.

This copper sand is generally used to refine high-level magic weapons and top-level magic weapons, and it is very valuable.

However, compared to this, what he cares about the most is the several jade boxes in his storage bag.

In the jade box, there were three Lingluo fruits, and one of them was dark blue, and it looked like it was at least five hundred years old.

The spirit fruit of such a year can be described as extremely precious, even for the monks of the Rong Yuan period, it is extremely difficult to obtain. And if you choose to sell it, you can at least exchange it for nearly a thousand spirit stones.

The other two are much worse, but they are still about two hundred years old.

After a while, Yuan Fei took back his divine sense, and couldn't help but snicker a few times, this time he made a lot of money by mistake.

Then, with one hand, he pinched it, and his speed increased by a few points, and he went straight in the direction of the Nine Swords Sect.

As a result, most of the time later, Yuan Fei returned to the sect.

And after arriving at the Alchemy Pavilion, he handed over one of the Lingluo Fruits, which was about two hundred years old, to He Qing.

He Qing was very satisfied with this, and after a few words of praise, he did not break his promise and gave Yuan Fei hundreds of spirit stones.

Yuan Fei didn't refuse, and accepted the spirit stones in full.

And Yuan Fei was just about to leave, but He Qing suddenly asked him to go to Tianyuan Palace, saying that the head of the sect wanted to summon him.

"Could it be that the sect found out that he was pretending to be Ji Peng's identity? It shouldn't be, only Chen Xianyun knows about this matter, and it is right that this woman will not leak it out. After hearing this, Yuan Fei's heart sank, but after a turn of thought, he felt impossible.

After inquiring, He Qing didn't know the specific situation, and he was busy with alchemy, so he sent Yuan Fei away.

Yuan Fei was uneasy in his heart, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and rushed to the Tianyuan Palace.

The Tianyuan Hall was on Qingyue Peak, and it was not too far from the Alchemy Pavilion, and in less than a quarter of an hour, a magnificent hall appeared in front of Yuan Fei's eyes.

"Stop, where are you a disciple, why did you come to Tianyuan Palace?" Before Yuan Fei could get closer, the guards in front of the hall stopped him.

There were four guards in total, and the person who spoke was a tall middle-aged monk who practiced Qi at the ninth level of cultivation.

"I've seen my senior brother, in Xia Ji Peng, on the order of the family teacher He Qing, I came to meet the head of the family. After Yuan Fei's gaze quickly swept over several people, he hurriedly hugged his fists politely.

"You are Yuan Fei? Uncle Master does have an order to summon you here, but the sect stipulates that your identity must be verified first. The middle-aged monk nodded.

Hearing this, Yuan Fei took out his identity token from the storage bag, took a few steps forward, and handed it to the middle-aged monk.