This is what cultivating immortals is like

As a mortal, it was impossible to expect the old man to report the true identity and hiding place of the demon. Lu Bei did not force it. He left the village with golden light and visited several nearby villages.

The situation is similar. The well water in the village is poisonous, and a demon has recently kidnapped the young man. He sent people to the county to report to the officials, but they never came back and there was no news.

Fortunately, although the demon is alert, its counter-reconnaissance methods are not very clever. The lair radiates to the surrounding areas, and the king of the enclosure raises the villagers in the surrounding villages as livestock. After a little calculation, Lu Bei determined the general location.

The ancient temple on the barren mountain, the dilapidated temple is hidden in the phantom formation.

Within the array, poisonous insects of all kinds were everywhere, and the rustling sounds made people's scalp numb.

The mucus secreted by the poisonous insects wraps up the ruins layer by layer, turning it into a breeding ground suitable for the poisonous insects to breed and breed. The humans who were kidnapped here were hollowed out into nests, with no flesh and blood left, only skin covering the withered bones.

In the insect nest, a green-faced Taoist sat cross-legged, spitting flaming red beads from his mouth. His robes fluttered, and from time to time, a few poisonous insects crawled out of the wide sleeves of his robes.

Suddenly, a black light broke through the illusory formation, and the shining flying knife was fixed in front of the green-faced Taoist.

The coldness overflowed, freezing the surrounding poisonous insects, causing countless black mist particles to surge into the air.

The green-faced Taoist opened his eyes and looked at the skate in front of him. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes. He jumped up, recalled the poisonous insects that had spread in the air, and shouted: "Feimang, why are you disturbing my practice?"

"Wu Laoxie, it's not that I disturbed your practice, but that you repeatedly disobeyed orders and made your superiors unhappy, so you asked me to invite you back."

As the cold wind rolled across the border, a young man in white robes stood up in the air, looking at the insect nest buried several miles underground, with a flash of disgust in his eyes: "The noise you made is a bit big. You can raise so many insects without fear of suffocating yourself to death." "

"If you can't survive, insects are more honest than people."

The green-faced Taoist named Wu Laoxie snorted coldly: "Besides, the old demon Moxue brought me to Wu Zhou, and he was originally asking us to do whatever we want. I will do things according to the rules. What's wrong with that?"

"Go ahead and talk to him about these things!"

Feimang sneered back: "Come back with me quickly. Old Immortal Mo Xue has gathered everyone. We have important matters to discuss, and you are the only one left."

"What's up?"

"You'll know when we get there."

Wu Laoxie pondered for a moment, waved his hand to roll up the thick fog, blocking the creepy insect nest, and rolled up a group of black wind, following the flying light towards the west.

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Lu Bei's expressionless expression slowly rose from the ground, using the skills of Three Thousand Body to form two shadows behind him.

"Clean it up and leave no trace."

Lu Bei took a step forward, thought for a while, and added that he would take action after a cup of tea.

…

Invisible lightning flashed across the sky, catching the figures of Wu Laoxie and Feimang, but ignored them and pretended they did not exist.

Lu Bei didn't have this kind of treatment. The golden light swept across the ground, and he followed cautiously. He used the breath-containing technique to avoid leaking too much breath.

After a cup of tea, there was still a long way to go from the Wu Zhou Xicui border. Wu Laoxie stopped suddenly, looked at the direction of the insect nest, spat out a mouthful of green poisonous juice, and screamed heartbreakingly.

"My wife and my son are hurting me!"

Feimang looked so heartbroken, as if his entire family had been massacred. He was so frightened that Feimang quickly covered his ears: "Are you crazy? Why are you shouting so loudly?"

Wu Laoxie's eyes were red, poisonous smoke was sprayed from his nose, and he glared like he was killing his enemy.

"It's you. You led me here and then destroyed my whole family, right?"

"What the hell?!"

Feimang was confused and had no idea what Wu Laoxie was talking about, but when he saw him waving his sleeves and robes, rolling up the terrifying black poisonous mist, with a life-threatening attitude, he immediately held the weapon in his hand and launched a counterattack without hesitation. .

The icy wind blew, and the green shade everywhere was covered with a layer of silver frost. A large number of poisonous insects fell from the sky like hail, and crackled on the ground into puddles of green juice.

The ice, snow and poisonous insects met in mid-air, and Fei Mang gained the upper hand with his attribute restraint. I don't know what kind of madness Wu Laoxie had, and the sarcasm never left his mouth.

"Ho ho ho——"

Wu Laoxie roared angrily, tearing the flesh and blood from the corner of his mouth, and ejected a sharp horny blade from his mouthparts. The red fire dragon danced in the air, burning the surrounding air, and turning the blizzard to evaporate and become hazy.

There were tens of millions of poisonous insects in the insect nest, and there were more than a dozen insect queens. Each one was closely related to him. Suddenly, they all lost contact, which obviously led to the annihilation of the family.

He didn't come sooner or later, but it happened after Feimang called him to leave home. Wu Laoxie didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with Feimang.

The alliance, which had no friendship at all, was shattered in an instant.

It just so happened that Feimang was quite disgusted with Wu Laoxie, who made trouble without any reason and directly killed him. Naturally, he would not let go of such a good opportunity.

Never mind him, fight first and then talk.

Lu Bei: |_)

I overestimated these two miscellaneous fish, their flying speed was too slow, and it took so long for a cup of tea to reach the meeting place.

Careless, not everyone is as fast as him.

Fortunately, the plan to sow discord worked. Before he could set up a trap, the two miscellaneous fishes started fighting in their nests.

Rumble————

The sea of ​​​​insects collided with the iceberg, and black sand and ice particles flew into the sky, and the exciting sound waves rolled down.

Wu Laoxie stepped between the sea of ​​​​fire, facing off against the flying light that was wrapped around him by the cold wind. They tried their best, but neither one could do anything to the other.

Feimang calmed down at this moment and determined that Wu Laoxie was indeed crazy. He had no intention of fighting and was not going to risk his life, so he left behind a frozen fake body and left.

Wu Laoxie refused to give up. He raised his arms, spit out red fire beads from his mouth, and used all possible means to compete with Feimang.

Seeing this, Feimang yelled that he couldn't afford to offend him, dropped several ice-covered fakes in succession, accelerated his flight speed and flew towards the west.

The fire dragon rushed, the roaring wind and thunder air flow exploded, and it hit the rolling heat wave in the air, biting the flying light and refusing to let go.

At this moment, a black sky fell.

The fire dragon hit the darkness and dented a huge semicircle. Although it was full of momentum and the heat wave was fierce, it could not break through the cloth-like black curtain. It returned in vain and turned into red fire beads that surrounded Wu Laoxie violently.

Looking at the dark curtain, Wu Laoxie's face was filled with aggrievedness, but he was helpless.

The wind roared loudly.

The black curtain closed, and a man wearing a black robe stood in the air, looking down at the two people with eyes full of anger.

"Feimang, Centipede, what are you two doing? You dare to disobey Boss Mo Xue's order and have a private fight in Wuzhou. Have you lived enough?"

"Scythe, you're in on it, aren't you?"

Wu Laoxie focused on Feimang to kill his whole family. When he saw the man in black robe trying to stop him from taking revenge, his hatred became even stronger and he included the man in black robe.

"Crazy, what are you talking about?"

Seeing that Wu Laoxie's eyes were red and he was fighting for his life, Zhang Si frowned and looked at Feimang: "What's going on? Tell me honestly, what did you do to anger him like this?"

"I was wronged. It's so good. The old bed bug suddenly said that I would kill his whole family."

Feimang expressed his bitterness: "Brother Changsi, you know me. If I wanted to kill his whole family, I would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"

Right.

Feimang's words were well-founded, and Chang Si could not refute. Thinking of his mission, he turned to look at Wu Laoxie: "Centipede, you and I have known each other for many years. I know your family's situation best. Don't use the old to make it new. If you don’t come, it’s just your whole family. If you die, you will die. There is no need to hurt the brotherhood over this trivial matter.”

When Wu Laoxie heard this, he was furious. The skins of his hands exploded, and two black blades of black light were ejected. He went towards the scythe like crazy and killed him.

"Look, he's crazy."

Feimang spread his hands and said, "Bedbugs are just bedbugs. They have no brains in cultivating human form. It's really not my fault."

You should also say less!

Zhang Si snorted coldly, opened his big hand, and pushed his palm forward, causing Wu Laoxie to stop mid-air, and green juice sprayed from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

Before the latter could continue to fight for his life, he rolled up his black robe, and the black curtain rose again, overwhelming the people crossing the border.

"Hohohoho——"

Beneath the darkness, a hundred-meter-long thousand-legged centipede crawled through the clouds, spitting red beads and waves of fire, trying to break through the barrier and regain freedom.

However, the gap between the two realms was too great, and Wu Laoxie showed up as a demon to no avail. In the end, he was suppressed and wrapped in a black cloth.

The long scythe made a move with his hand, holding the group of black robes, and flew towards the west.

"Come with me quickly, everyone is here, don't keep the old immortal Mo Xue waiting."

"Brother, wait for me."

The two figures flew at high speed and shuttled between the power grids without attracting any attention. Neither of them noticed that a golden light swept across the ground and followed closely behind them.

…

Humen Mountain.

The important place in the western frontier of Wuzhou has majestic mountains. The main peak is like a tiger descending from the mountain. It has the power to swallow up mountains and rivers. There are also countless dangerous peaks, which are easy to defend but difficult to attack, so it is named Humen.

The deep forests are dark and the mountains are filled with poisonous miasma, far beyond the reach of human beings.

Amidst the dangers all over the place, an ordinary Taoist temple stands quietly on the top of the mountain.

Groups of demons converge, demons come to attack, and the sky is constantly changing. Demonic clouds are billowing one second, and demonic aura is rising the next. Inside and outside the Taoist temple, everything is full of strange behaviors.

It's not absolute, a few female cultivators in cool clothes, charming and enchanting in appearance, placed among the crooked melons and cracked dates, are as stunning as the dimension-reducing blow.

Bang!

The scythe flew to the ground, followed by Feimang who didn't dare to take a breath.

As the black robe shook, Wu Laoxie, who had transformed into a human form, rolled to the ground. After getting up, he fought for his life with Feimang again.

"presumptuous!"

Chang Si snorted coldly, the demonic sound filled his ears, and a stinging pain like needles exploded in Wu Laoxie's brain.

He rolled to the ground holding his head, and it took him a moment to see clearly where he was.

Directly in front, a white-faced Taoist holds incense and worships heaven. His facial features are solemn and his expression is respectful.

Seeing this figure clearly, Wu Laoxie didn't dare to yell, and took the initiative to put down his hatred of destroying the family, and obediently came behind his good brother Chang Si.

The eldest brother is right, if the old ones don't go and the new ones don't come in, the family will only have tens of thousands of people. If he works hard, there will be another group next year.

Especially those yellow-faced women, it’s time to change a batch.

"We, the cultivators, pay attention to being in compliance with the destiny of heaven. Just like me, although I am a demonic cultivator who goes against heaven, but..."

The white-faced Taoist turned his head and looked at the crowd of misty people: "How can I go against the will of heaven and follow the will of heaven? If God doesn't give me a chance, how can I go against the will of heaven? What do you think?"