Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

The sudden attack of Taoist Huangmei was something Patriarch Murong did not expect.

"Zheng Tianming, you are going too far!"

Outside the formation, Old Taoist Huangmei ignored the roar of Old Ancestor Murong.

The momentum around him remained unabated, and he controlled the bronze cauldron to hit the blue sky and cloud formation again and again.

But the second-level formation is a second-level formation after all. Although the aura was rippled by the bronze cauldron, it still stood firm.

After a moment, Taoist Huang Mei stopped taking action. He knew that he would not be able to break the formation in a short time.

However, he did not leave, but looked at Patriarch Murong inside the formation and grinned.

"Old ghost Murong, don't think that you will be safe just by hiding in a turtle shell."

After finishing speaking, Taoist Huangmei took out a jade box with restrictions all over it, shining with the brilliance of spiritual patterns.

He pinched out the magic formula in his hand and pointed on it with his finger. Suddenly, every inch of the ban on the jade box broke and dissipated.

Without the restriction, the jade box opened on its own, and a lotus flower flew out.

Its color is as scarlet as blood, and the twelve lotus leaves seem to break free from their restraints and stretch out.

In the blink of an eye, a rich and extremely fragrant aroma suddenly spread out.

"Blue Blood Demonic Lotus! Zheng Tianming, are you crazy!?"

The old man Murong let out an angry roar, and his figure rose into the sky, glaring at the yellow-robed Taoist through the formation.

Taoist Huangmei stared at the blood lotus in his hand, sighed, and said in a helpless tone.

"Brother Murong, you forced me to do this!"

Then he changed his tone, stared at Patriarch Murong in the formation, and spoke coldly.

"Hand over that pill-forming technique and we will share it, otherwise you will have to weigh the consequences."

As he spoke, he raised the hand holding the blood lotus.

Ancestor Murong's expression changed for a while, and he finally regained his composure.

Without saying anything else, he turned around and returned to Murong's house, having already made his attitude clear with his actions.

The yellow-browed Taoist had an ugly expression on his face, and then he laughed angrily.

"Okay, okay, old ghost Murong, I hope you won't regret the decision you made!"

Then he looked at the many nervous monks in Fangfang City and said in a playful tone.

"The Murong family is immoral and doesn't care about your life or death. You can't blame me, ancestor."

After saying that, he shook his magic power and turned the blood lotus into blood mist all over the sky. He spread it out with a wave of his hand, and the blood mist spread down.

After doing all this, Taoist Huangmei left without looking back.

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Lu Ming looked confused as he watched Taoist Huangmei leave.

"Hey, won't we fight now?"

His tone couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or happy.

Building a foundation is rare, so it was a pity not to see a fight, but Lu Ming was worried that it would affect him, so it was better not to start a fight.

But when he thought about what they said, Lu Ming began to murmur in his heart.

"The Pill Formation Technique..."

It was expected that it had something to do with the caves and mineral veins discovered in the Yunwu Mountains, but it looked like their talks had broken down.

"I just don't know what he meant by his last words. Is this old guy trying to cause trouble?"

Lu Ming thought of Taoist Huangmei's last actions.

He had never heard of the Jade Blood Demonic Lotus, but looking at Patriarch Murong's expression as if he had seen a ghost, he knew it was probably not a good thing.

At this moment, Lu Ming's expression moved slightly, and he focused his gaze on the golden book in the void.

I saw the golden book open, and the first page was quickly passed by as the pages were turned.

In the blank space at the top of the second page, a name slowly emerged.

【Zheng Tianming】

"Damn it, open a separate page!"

Seeing the new changes in the golden book, Lu Ming was not excited about including the foundation building at all, but now he wanted to curse.

There is no need to guess, Zheng Tianming is definitely not targeting him.

That bitch must have done something. He was so malicious that he targeted the entire city, and he was just the one affected!

"Building the foundation and refining the Qi will cause disaster."

Lu Ming felt tingling all over his body and wanted to leave now.

But Fangshi has activated the formation, and now there is no way to get out.

Lu Ming didn't expect the Murong family to do anything for the casual cultivators. He had to find a way on his own.

"We have to figure out the current situation first!"

Making a decision, Lu Ming controlled the clone to shuttle through the city.

However, it did not approach the central area, but quietly approached the edge of the formation.

Wanted to see if I could find a way to sneak out.

But as he walked further out, Lu Ming's expression became more solemn.

Along the way, he saw many monks rushing towards the interior of Fang City in a panic.

It was like something was chasing them from behind.

Lu Ming didn't care that the clone might be exposed, and controlled the clone to jump up, come to mid-air and look outside the formation.

Standing in mid-air, the line of sight becomes wide and unobstructed.

Lu Ming stared blankly in the direction of the Yunwu Mountains through the perspective of the clone, his pupils shrinking to the size of a pinhead.

I saw smoke and dust rising all over the sky on the horizon in the distance outside Fang City, like a sandstorm overwhelming the sky and overturning towards Fang City.

However, this is not the key, but the culprit that creates the smoke and dust!

Countless monsters in the Yunwu Mountains rushed towards Fangshi. As they approached, sand and rocks splashed and smoke swept away.

A huge demonic wolf, a two-headed tiger with thunder markings all over its body, a giant bird with a wingspan of more than ten meters...

For a moment, as far as the eye could see, the entire area was filled with monsters!

What's even more frightening is that there are more monsters hidden in the smoke and dust.

"I *are* yours!"

The large formation of clouds across the blue sky blocked the power and roars of many monster beasts.

But the terrifying sense of oppression was almost suffocating.

"The world is going to change..."

Lu Ming's face was very ugly. He knew with his ass that this was Zheng Tianming's doing. The blood lotus was probably the reason for attracting the monster.

But it was meaningless to figure it out at this time.

He didn't know whether the formation could protect Lu Ming, but he knew that he had better not go out to die now.

The most important thing was to survive first!

Lu Ming summoned his clone to rush back to his original body. There might be a tough battle to fight next, and he had to fight the enemy in full strength.

In the small courtyard, Lu Ming opened his eyes, and his body squirmed and turned into a muscular man.

He might have to take action next, but it was not appropriate to bear his original appearance.

But as soon as he walked out of the small courtyard, he heard screams and fighting sounds, spreading in Qingyu Lane.

When Lu Ming's clone returned, he had already noticed that the order in some areas of the market had begun to collapse.

The law enforcement teams of the Murong family are now too busy to take care of themselves, and have evacuated to the core area. Who cares about the safety of the scattered cultivators here?

Lu Ming didn't want to care, but he couldn't stand it.

"Daoyou, hand over the storage bag, so as not to hurt the harmony." "......"

Lu Ming silently looked at the three cultivators blocking him, all dressed in black, with their faces covered, and their cultivation was all at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

At this time, they were approaching Lu Ming in a triangular encirclement.

Lu Ming laughed angrily.

This group of idiots, now they don't want to run, but they are learning to rob others.

"What are you laughing at, hand over the storage bag quickly, we will spare your life!"

One of the cultivators saw that Lu Ming was surrounded by them and could still laugh, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

But looking at his companions, he felt more confident and threatened Lu Ming in a stern voice.

Lu Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense with them now.

Activate the secret technique of burning blood, and the tortoise breath and qi-gathering technique is lifted.

His aura suddenly rose to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Before the others could react, Lu Ming turned into a bloody shadow and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was in front of one of them, and his right hand wrapped in black lightning grabbed the man's head.

Lu Ming bared his white teeth and looked at the terrified monk in front of him.

"Why are you looking for death?"

Bang!

A muffled sound came, and the man's head shattered like a watermelon, and then a headless body fell limply to the ground.

The black flame in Lu Ming's hand flashed, and the blood disappeared.

The remaining two people came back to their senses at this time, staring blankly at their companion's headless body.

"Eighth level of Qi Refining... How is it possible!"

The two trembled all over, full of fear, and looked unbelievable.

Plop.

The two knelt down hurriedly, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Daoyou, no, senior... Senior, spare my life!"

"Senior, we didn't mean it, listen to my explanation."

Lu Ming had a gentle smile on his face.

"You really know the situation."

The two of them looked happy.

"But... I won't listen."

The next moment, Lu Ming's whole body seemed to pounce on prey, with blood and flames on his body.

Thunder gathered in his palm and pressed down on the two people.

"Not good!"

One of them screamed strangely, and offered a bronze bell to cover the two people, trying to resist.

"You like to block, right..."

Lu Ming's cold words rang out in the field.

The two of them suddenly had their hair standing on end, and their spiritual senses were frantically warning.

Zila Zila

Lu Ming approached, and then slapped the bronze bell fiercely with his palm.

Dong——

Thunder roared and bells rang in the alley.

"Ahhh..."

Inside the bronze bell, the two people were bleeding from all seven orifices, and their faces were hideous like evil spirits.

Lu Ming did not give them any chance to breathe.

He slapped several Yin Lei palms in succession, like a force of ten thousand kilograms hitting the bronze.

"You like to block, right!"

"Brotherly love, right!"

"I'll let you block!"

"..."

The loud sound of a bell rushed towards the two people inside like a sea wave.

The two people could no longer hear any sound, and only felt that their internal organs were broken and displaced in the sound waves.

Blood mixed with internal organs kept spitting out of their mouths.

Finally.

The bronze bell covered with cracks dimmed, and then it shattered into countless bronze fragments and scattered.

The two people in the bell knelt on the ground like dead dogs, breathing out more than breathing in.

Lu Ming shook his numb hands, not knowing whether he was electrocuted or what.

He ignored the two people's begging eyes and crushed their heads with one foot.

All kinds of red and white things flew away and covered the ground.

Looking at the three headless corpses in the field, Lu Ming smacked his lips.

"But it's really cool to fight against opponents of higher levels! I broke all the mid-level magic weapons!"

"But when did I develop the habit of headshots..."

Lu Ming looked at his results, nodded with satisfaction, and had a deeper understanding of his combat power.

It's just that this habit of headshots is not good, and his boots are all dirty.

Lu Ming shook the red and white things on his boots.

Without much delay, the battle ended quickly, but the noise was a bit loud.

Lu Ming bent down to pick up the storage bags of several people, and put the bodies of the three people into an empty storage bag.

This is the food for the Three Yin Ghost Fire, which cannot be wasted.

If it wasn't inconvenient now, he would refine the few people on the spot.

After cleaning up the scene, in order to prevent any blind guys from getting in the way, he did not activate the Turtle Breathing and Qi Condensing Technique again.

The magic power was activated and disappeared as a shadow.