Immortal Road

The three cultivators of Shuilingmen twitched slightly. When they entered the ancient ruins, they saw with their own eyes that Ishikawa only had the cultivation level of the fourth level of Qi training. At that time, they laughed at Ishikawa. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, Ishikawa became a cultivator of the tenth level of Qi training.

They knew this disciple of Elder Yun very well, and he was usually their laughing stock. Ishikawa had only been in Shuilingmen for a few years. From an outer disciple to Elder Yun's disciple, and then to the mine, they knew all these things clearly.

However, Ishikawa's cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi training was something that several people could not imagine.

Now, they could no longer use surprise to describe their feelings.

"Shi... Brother Shi." A cultivator from Shuiling Sect pondered for a moment and said, "Now we Shuiling Sect and Huoling Sect are together, and everything is under the command of Brother Langfeng. Do you understand?"

Murong Yunfei's face changed, and he said with some displeasure, "Several fellows from Shuiling Sect have said too much. Brother Shi has a high level of cultivation. How can you command him at will?"

Murong Yunfei has seen Shichuan's strength, and just now he praised Shichuan in front of Langfeng. If Shichuan can join them, the strength of this team will definitely be greatly improved.

The tone of this Shuiling Sect cultivator's obvious teaching made Shichuan's status seem insignificant. It is very likely that Langfeng will despise Shichuan. This is the second thing. If Shichuan gets angry and joins other teams, it will be a big loss.

"Brother Murong, what do you mean by this?" Although these Shuiling Sect cultivators have the cultivation of the tenth level of Qi training, their status in Shuiling Sect is not high.

Children of big families like Murong Yunfei naturally seemed a little better than them, so they were quite polite to Murong Yunfei.

Murong Yunfei said coldly: "You three are all cultivators of Shuiling Sect, but you don't know the strength of Senior Brother Shi. With his cultivation, it is more than enough to kill the three of you at the same time."

The three cultivators of Shuiling Sect laughed: "Kill the three of us? Senior Brother Murong is really a joker." Several people laughed in a mess, as if they heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Okay. We are all in the same team, so don't say these words anymore." Lang Feng stopped coldly and said to Shi Chuan: "Friend Shi. When you came, you should have received a lot of small boxes." Lang Feng took out a small box and showed it.

Shi Chuan nodded.

"The treasures in this small box are the treasures in the treasury." Lang Feng pointed to a huge dragon-shaped stone sculpture not far away and said, "Every once in a while, a few drops of unlocking beads will be generated here. Only one drop is needed to open a box. The purpose of our gathering together is to obtain more unlocking beads. Fellow Daoist Shi, are you willing to join us?"

"It turns out that this small box needs unlocking beads to open." Ishikawa pondered for a moment and said, "How are the unlocking beads distributed?"

"The number of unlocking beads generated each time is different, and the time is not fixed. So we have to snatch them. With the current strength of the seven of us, the number we can snatch is uncertain. What I mean is that the unlocking beads are distributed according to the order of joining the team. If the number of unlocking beads is lower than the number limit, then they will be obtained in turn. If it exceeds the total number, whoever kills the most monks or contributes the most will be allocated the extra unlocking beads."

"This method is fair." Ishikawa thought for a while and knew that it was a fantasy to want to compete for the unlocking beads by himself.

There are now 20 to 30 people. After a while, there will be more and more monks here.

So there is no harm in joining a temporary camp.

"Then Fellow Daoist Shi will be ranked seventh." In addition to Lang Feng, Murong Yunfei, and three Shuilingmen monks, there is another monk in a yellow robe. This person is sitting cross-legged on the ground to regulate his breath. He is not interested in Shichuan's joining.

"Fellow Daoists came early, so you should have opened the treasure box and got the treasure." Shichuan asked.

"Just a few top-grade magic tools." Murong Yunfei shook his head helplessly. Obviously, for him, top-grade magic tools are of no use at all.

Shichuan said no more and sat cross-legged to regulate his breath.

There are more than 30 treasure boxes in the storage bag. I hope there is a foundation-building pill. As long as there is a foundation-building pill, Shichuan can try it.

Of course, the more the better.

One monk was on guard, and the others began to regulate their breath, while Murong Yunfei went around to win over the monks who had just entered this place.

Not long after, three more monks joined the camp where Shichuan was. The number of people in the whole team has risen to ten.

The more people in the team, the safer it looks. But the more people there are, the harder it is to control. Maybe someone will turn against them at any time. ,

Anyway, they are all temporary people, so Ishikawa doesn't think much about it.

"Unbanning Pearl, there is Unbanning Pearl." Someone suddenly shouted.

Several people instantly flew up their flying swords and waited for battle.

On the huge dragon head, there was a round drop of crystal liquid, which slowly condensed and formed, grew a little bit, and finally slid down slowly.

"Swoosh" dozens of flying swords attacked almost at the same time, and several monks who were extremely fast and wanted to grab the Unbanning Pearl with their hands were killed by the chaotic swords.

Everyone cast a spell and drove the spiritual power to pull the Unbanning Pearl to themselves.

"Fellow Daoists, don't worry. Once the Unbanning Pearl is produced, there will be more than just one drop." Lang Feng said in a low voice.

This was naturally said to these people.

Fighting to the death for the Unbanning Pearl is not very meaningful. It is better to snatch the Unbanning Pearl that is about to be produced.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, you lead two people to protect the left side. Fellow Daoist Zeng, you and the others will protect the right side. I will sit in the center." Lang Feng made a decision immediately, and ten cultivators firmly blocked the dragon head.

"Lang Feng, do you want to take the Unbanning Pearl for yourself?" Someone shouted angrily.

"I only have a few treasure boxes in my storage bag. What do I need so many Unbanning Pearls for? But my fellow Daoists here need a lot." Lang Feng said coldly.

It is undeniable that Murong Yunfei and Lang Feng have summoned the most cultivators, so they naturally have a strong voice. Those small teams of three or five people have no power to fight at all.

"Let's all attack together. Ten of them can't withstand our attack. Otherwise, he will take away all the beads. Wouldn't our trip be in vain?"

"Really? If you think your life is too long, you can come here and try. I can guarantee that the first one to attack will be immediately reduced to ashes." The sword on Lang Feng's body was like a fire snake, slowly moving around his body.

"Such a strong fire spiritual power."

Lang Feng threatened so much that no blind cultivator came to him.

The beads continued to be produced, one drop, two drops, three drops...

The other cultivators could only watch helplessly.

In the end, a total of eight beads were produced. Except for the first drop that was taken away by someone, there were exactly seven drops that fell into Lang Feng's hands, and naturally there was a share for Ishikawa.

Ishikawa took the beads and checked with his spiritual sense. There was nothing special about the beads, just like a drop of water. But the appearance was wrapped in a special formation, and it would disappear immediately as long as it was slightly driven.

Ishikawa was about to take out a treasure box and try it.

A monk who came later said to Ishikawa: "Fellow Daoist, how about giving me the unlocking bead first? I will return it to you when I get it later."

Ishikawa sat cross-legged on the ground, as if he didn't hear it.

The water spirit beads produced on the dragon head are very limited. It was also luck that he could get one drop today. If other monks go back to form gangs and form a team of more than ten people, then Ishikawa and others will certainly have no advantage.

"Did you hear me? I'm talking to you?" The monk shouted loudly, and the two monks who came with him looked at Ishikawa with a smile.

"Get lost" Ishikawa said a word.

"Boy, have you lived enough?" The monk saw that Lang Feng didn't care about this matter, and he spoke without restraint.

In his opinion, the three monks of Shuilingmen have a close relationship, and Murong Yunfei and Lang Feng are the core of the whole team. Only the monk in the yellow Taoist robe has nothing to do with Ishikawa and other monks, so it is easier to deal with.

And he has two fellow apprentices backing him up, so he became even more arrogant.

Murong Yunfei was about to say something, but was stopped by Lang Feng's eyes.

Lang Feng naturally saw what the three monks who had just joined wanted to do. It's not that he couldn't stop them, but after stopping them, these three people would most likely join other teams. Now, the number of people is the guarantee of strength, after all, everyone is a cultivator of the tenth level of Qi training.

Besides, no matter how Murong Yunfei boasted about Ishikawa's profound Taoism, Lang Feng would not believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Ishikawa raised his head, glanced at the man coldly, and said sternly: "I'll give you another chance, get out"

The monk was looked at by Ishikawa, and his whole body was shuddered. But he returned to normal in an instant, thinking in his heart: No matter how powerful this person is, he is not the opponent of the three of us.

"Hand over the unlocking beads, you are ranked tenth..."

Before the man finished speaking, a white light suddenly flashed, and the man's head rolled down. On the head, his eyes were wide open. He couldn't believe that he was killed by Ishikawa.

Although the two were very close, he didn't react at all and died under Ishikawa's sword.

Except for Murong Yunfei, the faces of the other cultivators changed drastically. They didn't even see the shape of the sword used by Ishikawa.

"What a fast speed" Lang Feng nodded, and he believed what Murong Yunfei said.

"You... you dare to kill Senior Brother Niu?" The two people who were with the dead cultivator were a little panicked, and then they shouted angrily, "Fellow Daoist Lang, we must give us an answer for this matter."

Ishikawa seemed to ignore the two people and directly took off the storage bag of the Taoist surnamed Niu.

At this time, the body of the Taoist surnamed Niu slowly disappeared, and what was left in the original place was a silver-white box.