Mortals cultivating immortals and encountering strange encounters with immortals

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two sides, Qin Wanfeng thought for a long time and decided to withdraw first. First, he was not strong enough, otherwise he would definitely have to participate in the fight.

Moreover, he also felt that the aura of the old man beside him was like a tide, rising and falling violently, which showed that this elixir was also quite attractive to a mysterious person like him. After thinking about it, Qin Wanfeng said immediately;

"I'm afraid this treasure will never be with me! Brother, what do you think?"

Looking at the old man's burning eyes, Qin Wanfeng immediately asked. Seeing this, the old man shook his head and said;

"It's best for us to leave before the three of them completely fight! Otherwise! When we want to leave, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave!"

The old man glanced sharply into the distance and spoke like this. Qin Wanfeng nodded, and when he took the master and servant out, he left the place where the fight was, and then he flew towards Sanwei City with his sword.

As time goes by, the surrounding environment slowly changes. The sky that was originally covered by dark clouds gradually has some red clouds, and the void is filled with a dry, desert-like atmosphere.

"We have entered the Blood Lotus Sect's sphere of influence! The Blood Lotus Sect's cruelty is even worse than that of the Green Bamboo Gang! If we can avoid each other, we will try our best to avoid them to avoid getting into trouble!"

The old man beside him said this, Qin Wanfeng also nodded, and the dry void here was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the number of mummies, skulls and bones on the ground gradually increased.

The rich yin energy was stronger than anywhere else. It seemed that even the grass was red. Looking at the low hills around, the strange thing was that the surroundings were silent. It was as quiet as the Qingzhu Gang's sphere of influence. It was terrifyingly quiet.

"Why are the atmospheres of the Blood Lotus Sect and the Green Bamboo Gang so completely opposite? The Blood Lotus Sect has a strong smell of blood, and the air is filled with killing and blood!"

Qin Wanfeng looked at the aura of cold murderous intent and the strong smell of blood around him, and asked like this. The old man thought for a moment and then answered;

"Essentially speaking! The Blood Lotus Sect and the Green Bamboo Gang are very similar! After all, the Blood Lotus Sect and the Green Bamboo Gang are from outside the territory! They live on the blood and flesh of our human race!"

"So cruel! Then why not eradicate them?"

"Haha! You think things are too simple! Besides, with your cultivation level, you know too much! You can't help, and it may affect your path!"

The old man didn't say much. In his opinion, Qin Wanfeng was at most an ordinary Qi-refining monk. In the eyes of other powerful men, such ants were simply worthless and could be killed with a wave of his hand. ,

Moreover, the forces behind the Blood Lotus Sect and the Green Bamboo Gang are too huge and far beyond the ability of ordinary people to eradicate them all.

Qin Wanfeng didn't think too much about it. After all, his cultivation was weak, but he was regarded as an ant in the eyes of others. Thinking like this, Qin Wanfeng had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Suddenly, Qin Wanfeng's consciousness noticed that a group of people were busy in the distance, as if they were doing farm work.

And there is a huge village ahead, with terraced fields in the distance, and farmers working hard here. Putting aside the bloody sky here, it is indeed a peaceful scene.

Seeing this scene, Qin Wanfeng was about to stop and investigate, but was stopped by the old man beside him. Under the urging of the old man, Qin Wanfeng avoided the village with doubts.

Although Qin Wanfeng was puzzled, he believed that the old man would not deceive him. After he was completely far away from that place, Qin Wanfeng frowned and asked;

"Why did you ask me to stay away from that village just now?"

"Didn't you notice anything unusual?"

"What's unusual?"

Qin Wanfeng frowned, and the girl next to the old man looked thoughtful, then she whispered:

"Except for the blood-red sky, they are almost all wearing red robes, and their faces are a little pale, and they look weak when doing farm work!"

Qin Wanfeng turned his head and glanced at the girl. Unexpectedly, the girl observed carefully. Qin Wanfeng followed the girl's words and carefully recalled them, and then he keenly observed,

Because the sky around him was bright red, he ignored the clothes worn by the farmers. They were indeed bright red, and a young man working in the fields held a handful of clothes that were thinner than his arm. It is extremely laborious to use farm tools,

"In the Blood Lotus Sect's sphere of influence, almost all villages believe in the Blood God! You interrupt so rashly! You might attract people from the Blood Lotus Sect!"

Qin Wanfeng was dubious, but for the sake of safety, he didn't ask any more questions. The top priority now was to rush to Qinglian Sect, so he even sped up.

While Qin Wanfeng was on his way, in a hidden cave, two people were feasting on delicious food.

One of the young men in purple clothes was eating delicious food with a depressed look on his face. He had a dignified appearance, dignified and elegant manners, and looked approachable, but his sharp and cunning eyes were full of gloom.

This person is none other than Leng Qianqiu, and the person feasting beside him is the outer disciple Wang Ke! Wang Ke looked at Leng Qianqiu, looking like he was hesitating to speak. He seemed to have noticed something unusual about Wang Ke, and Leng Qianqiu said coldly;

"Speak directly!"

Seeing this, Wang Ke took a deep breath and slowly spoke;

"Senior Brother Leng! What are we waiting for here? Almost half a year has passed in Zhongdu! The sect competition is about to begin. Look at me, I have been wasting these few months here with you!"

Wang Ke complained. In the past few months, Leng Qianqiu had been with him on the road that the sect must pass, quietly waiting for something.

And every time someone passes by, he will release his spiritual consciousness to observe!

"Humph, if you don't want to, you can leave on your own, I'm not stopping you!"

"Senior Brother Leng! This is what you said! I'm leaving? You don't have to worry about training resources, but I lack them! This time the sect will open the secret realm as a test, and those who get the top ten will be able to participate in the Tianchi quota Competition! And this secret realm has not been opened for many years. How many treasures are there are still unknown? I will not miss it."

After saying that, the young man beamed with joy, and immediately walked out of the cave, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Leng Qianqiu opened his mouth, intending to stay, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back, and said to himself coldly Said to himself;

"Hmph! You white-eyed wolves! I have promised you a long time ago that I will give you some cultivation resources in the secret realm, and I know almost all of those good places best, but you have forgotten this? If I get it, you You are following me with a stern look on your face! It depends on whether I am in a good mood or not!"

After saying that, he dropped the food in his hand and stood in a hidden position at the entrance of the cave. He looked sharply at the place where he must pass to enter the Qinglian Sect. He remained motionless. At the same time, he murmured to himself again;

"Hmph! I don't know where that evil beast died. He hasn't shown up for so many months? Yuechan, that damn bitch, hasn't thought about food or tea for how many months! I don't know what the hell that stinky boy did. What kind of ecstasy soup!"

He was playing with the ordinary gray sword in his hand, with a sinister look in his eyes.

Time passed slowly like this. Ten days later, a towering city appeared in the sight of the three of them. Qin Wanfeng looked extremely excited, with an impatient look on his face. The old man and the girl looked into the distance. The three-risk city,

With an excited expression, he cupped his fists and saluted Qin Wanfeng. Just as he was about to say thank you, he saw Qin Wanfeng speeding away in one direction with his sword, with a look of anxiety on his face. The old man looked at Qin Wanfeng, who was flying eagerly, without saying a word, but just looked at the man. The girl spoke;

"This young man and we have always met by chance. I don't know his name, and he has never asked about our origins. Maybe this is fate!"

"Dad, what are we doing in Sanwei City?"

"Of course there is something to be done, and the owner of the Treasure Appraisal Building in Sanwei City and I are old acquaintances! I believe that based on our previous friendship, he will definitely help us, master and servant!"

"Jianbao Tower? Isn't that Shui Yunxuan's power again?"

The old man nodded. Every time he mentioned Shui Yunxuan, his eyes exuded strong murderous intent, and he immediately headed towards the city!

At this time, in the small attic on the other side, Song Dali put on a brand new yellow Taoist robe. His face was filled with an excited smile. The cheekbones were prominent and the eye sockets were deeply sunken. Plus that smile, It was so oozing, like a starving ghost. Song Xi'er on the bed looked at Song Dali who was full of joy,

Her beautiful face is full of happy smiles. Ever since she became sensible, her eldest brother's face has always been tense. In addition, because of his master, his face is full of sorrow all day long. Never before this year has the smile on her face been as bright as the spring breeze, and even her mood has improved a lot!

"Brother? Are you going out again?"

"Well! I'm very happy today! I have always treasured this set of Taoist robes! You embroidered it yourself!"

"A happy event?"

Hearing this, Song Xi'er's face on the bed was full of joy. Her beautiful eyes looked at Song Dali with sparkling meaning. The meaning was self-evident. Seeing Song Xi'er's expression, Song Dali became pale. At one glance, he couldn't help but pat Song Xi'er's head gently with his dry palm, and said angrily;

"Silly girl! What are you thinking about in your head?"

Song Dali's move made Song Xi'er seem to have returned to the darkest and most helpless experience in her childhood.

She sincerely remembered that at that time, her body felt strange. She was sick and it was difficult to walk.

At that time, his brother was traveling around with her. In order to treat his sister, he did not hesitate to help the doctor who was attending the consultation for free. He poured water from the basin and waited on the half-hearted doctor for three years.

The half-hearted doctor saw Song Dali's sincerity and agreed to treat her sister. However, after a while, he just opened some warm tonic medicine for her and sent them away.