The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river.

Then he showed an expression of disbelief and stammered:

"Manager, why is it you?"

"Why can't it be me? Do I have to follow him all the time and let him do what he wants?" Lin Pingzhi stared at the middle-aged man with murderous eyes and yelled loudly.

"I don't dare." The middle-aged man quickly lowered his head, complaining in his heart. It's not me who wants to blackmail you, and since you want to arrive first, you should at least tell me.

At this moment, he heard Lin Pingzhi suppress his anger, throw him a pill, and say:

"Rest for a quarter of an hour, then head east for five thousand miles."

When the middle-aged man heard that he had to fly five thousand miles away, he secretly complained in his heart, but he had no way to refuse, so he had to take the elixir and sit cross-legged, seizing the time to restore the vitality and mana in his body.

It was getting late at this time, the red sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Lin Pingzhi's face like it was stained with blood.

A figure appeared silently next to Lin Pingzhi. It turned out to be a woman with white hair and skin as delicate as a girl. She was wearing a red dress and looked at the middle-aged man who closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. He glanced at it and complained:

"Fellow Daoist Lin, aren't you trying to make people miserable? I have been following you for more than eight hours. Where is that guy?"

"I'm really sorry, Fellow Daoist Zhao. This is all caused by that bastard. He insists on constantly changing the transaction location. I don't know what An's intentions are." Lin Pingzhi showed a helpless smile on his face and apologized rarely.

"But if this thief continues to drag us around like this, this is not an option. Besides, I have other important matters, so I can't keep following Fellow Daoist Lin like this." The woman surnamed Zhao's face softened slightly, but she said another sentence: Lin Pingzhi's heart tightened.

He pondered for a moment, cursed the blackmailer countless times in his heart, and then said helplessly:

"This is indeed a hard work for fellow Daoist Zhao. How about this, as long as you kill this kid successfully, in addition to the Sky Fire Tree that I promised you, I will also give you a six-hundred-year-old Spiritual Candle Fruit?"

"Haha, since Fellow Daoist Lin is so sincere, I will do my best to help you kill him." The woman surnamed Zhao's eyes lit up and she immediately agreed.

Obviously, the so-called "something else" is just an excuse to get more rewards.

"Bitch thief! Just wait, anyone who dares to blackmail me will die!" Lin Pingzhi was furious in his heart, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone in his eyes, shining with bloodthirsty light.

An hour later, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but cursed again.

On the sand below him, several more large characters were carved:

"Go northeast for two thousand miles."

The figure of the woman named Zhao appeared like a ghost. She looked at the large characters below and frowned.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, this is not the solution. How about I go ahead and wait for an opportunity to kill that kid?"

"No, no, Fellow Daoist Zhao should go with me. I will handle everything. Fellow Daoist Zhao just holds the line for me and doesn't let that bastard escape." Lin Pingzhi rejected the woman's proposal without thinking.

If he wasn't worried that the person facing him was a monk in the Core Formation Realm, he wouldn't even want to rely on the power of the woman named Zhao. After all, the fewer people who knew about this matter, the better, and he didn't want the woman to know what he was doing.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lin is not willing, then forget it."

The woman surnamed Zhao smiled nonchalantly and walked aside to rest. However, the moment she turned her back to Lin Pingzhi, her eyes kept flickering, wondering what she was thinking.

An hour later, the middle-aged man who was as tired as a dead dog finally arrived.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi and the woman named Zhao, and felt the latter's extremely tyrannical aura. His pupils shrank sharply, and he quickly stepped forward to salute, regardless of his fatigue:

"My subordinate has met the manager! I have met my senior!"

At this time, he had also seen the big words on the ground, and his heart suddenly became cold, and he cursed the person who dared to blackmail the manager.

Lin Pingzhi nodded lightly. Seeing his exhausted look, he frowned slightly and said:

"You rest for half an hour first, then I will take you on a flying boat."

"My thanks go to the manager!" The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. He felt fatigue coming over him like a landslide, so he quickly took a pill and began to close his eyes and adjust his breath to restore his mana.

An hour later, a green and white flying boat stopped in the sky.

"Okay, now there are only five hundred miles left. You go to trade with him at normal speed. Remember, you must give the things to him only after he swears a great oath of heaven. Then you don't have to do the rest. Take care." Lin Pingzhi warned.

"My subordinates know, please don't worry, Chief."

After an hour's rest, the middle-aged man's mental state improved a lot. Hearing the words, he immediately agreed solemnly and then flew forward.

Lin Pingzhi and the woman surnamed Zhao looked at each other and immediately followed the middle-aged man quietly and flew forward.

At this time, it was already dark, and the place requested by the blackmailer was getting closer and closer. The middle-aged man flew away while carefully checking everything around him, not daring to be careless at all.

Although there are two Core Formation Realm monks around him, he firmly believes that the person who dares to blackmail the Lord Manager must be extraordinary and cannot be offended by him.

As he flew away, he lamented the desolation here. There was no human habitation for thousands of miles, and he didn't know how the blackmailer found this place.

As he watched, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his flight speed immediately slowed down.

A few miles below, a small black dot loomed. As the distance got closer, he was finally sure that this was a person!

Blackmailer! ?

In such a desolate place, he didn't think there would be anyone else. Thinking that he was about to complete a big deal with the other party, he couldn't help but feel nervous and subconsciously looked back.

"What are you looking at? Just go down and trade with him. Remember what I said." Lin Pingzhi's cold words rang in his ears.

The middle-aged man broke into a cold sweat and continued to reduce his escape speed and fell downwards.

After half a cup of tea, he was surprised to find that the man in black turned out to be a young monk at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, with a short build and a silver mask on his face, standing in front of a small valley.

Seeing the opponent's low level of cultivation, the middle-aged man couldn't believe it, but he still relaxed his vigilance slightly. He tried to use his spiritual sense to spy on the opponent's appearance, but found that he couldn't penetrate the barrier of the mask at all, so he gave up.

Anyway, his mission is to complete the transaction, and he doesn't need to worry about the rest. There are also the manager and the monk in the pill-forming realm.