After the ancestors fell

Chapter 78

The third-level cultivation of this golden lion beast is probably well-fed by the owner. There are two circles of flesh folds on the neck, and the hair is long and dense. When walking, the hair is windy and the ground shakes.
"I'm sorry, I was just an evil animal that disturbed the girl. I will apologize to the girl on its behalf." The owner of the golden lion beast apologized sincerely like Mu Qingfeng.

"It's okay, it didn't hurt me."

After Mu Qingfeng finished speaking, she didn't want to cause trouble, so she turned around and prepared to go back to her guest room.

Speaking of which, it was just that she hid fast enough and was not hurt by the golden lion beast, so she felt that the nun didn't need to apologize to her. Several guests were scared away, and the loss was extremely heavy.

However, Mu Qingfeng didn't plan to participate in other people's affairs. The most urgent task was to get the necessary reward from Moyou as soon as possible to restore his strength.

At this time, a few little girls were hiding in the corner and shivering. They were crying and looked like the sky was falling, but they were afraid of the aura of the golden lion and beast, so they didn't dare to come out to seek justice from the female cultivator.

"Hey, wait!"

The female cultivator shouted anxiously, stepped forward and blocked Mu Qingfeng's way.

Mu Qingfeng stopped in his tracks, and looked at the other party lightly.

The female cultivator smiled and said, "Fu Ling, the Xiahuaxian sect, since you and I met again, it is due to fate, why not let me be the host, and it can be regarded as a shameless apology from my family Yuer."

Unexpectedly, this female cultivator turned out to be from Huaxianmen, and Mu Qingfeng became interested.Anyway, it's okay right now, let's see what's different about the people from Huaxianmen.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingfeng said: "If this is the case, then I will not be polite."

Fu Ling went to hide behind the counter, threw out two pieces of silver, and said coldly, "Go and give us a good banquet."

A man in charge took the money, secretly glanced at the Golden Lion Beast behind Fu Ling, looked a bit reluctant, and said with a wry smile: "Guest guest, this is too much money."

"I know it's a lot, it's a compensation." Fu Ling said jokingly.

The Golden Lion Beast followed Fu Ling, looking as if it was about to run away at any time, which made the shop assistants tremble with fear.

"It's Yu'er's first time going out, so she's acting a bit scary, please don't take offense." Fu Ling explained to others awkwardly while grabbing the skin of the golden lion beast's nape.

They probably found that the golden lion beast really wouldn't hurt anyone, so the boys endured their fear and walked out, cleaned up the hall, and prepared a table for the two of them.

There were people coming and going from outside the inn, the two sat by the window, and the golden lion shrunk down and lay under the table.

Fu Ling poured a cup of tea for the two of them each, "I see that you look good, girl, you must be from my fairy sect, right?"

Mu Qingfeng smiled, "Young lady has good eyesight."

"Call me Fuling, I don't know what your name is?"

"Mu Qingfeng!"

"Can I call you Qing Feng?"

This person seems to be an acquaintance, but it is just the first time we meet, but it seems that we have known each other for a long time.

Mu Qingfeng has nothing to do, it's just a name.

The two exchanged pleasantries and chatted some gossip.

Fu Ling suddenly mentioned something, "On the fifth day of next month, Senior Brother Wu Ya from Changping Mountain held a double cultivation ceremony, and invited monks from all walks of life to watch the ceremony. I don't know, Qingfeng, you are not interested in going to watch the ceremony?"

Changping Mountain is the most powerful sect of cultivating immortals in the state of Jin. Among the latest generation of disciples, there are nine true disciples who are the inheritors of Changping Mountain.

These nine true disciples are amazing in terms of aptitude and cultivation, far surpassing those of monks of the same level.

Wei Wuya ranks fifth among the disciples of the True Inheritance, and his famous seven-kill swordsmanship is fierce and domineering, almost sweeping away monks of the same level.

It is said that during his training, he fell in love with an unknown daughter of a casual cultivator. That woman's beauty made Wei Wuya miss her.

After Wei Wuya returned to the sect, he still couldn't forget his love for her, so he told his elders that he wanted to form a dual cultivation couple with that woman.

This incident became a good talk in the world of cultivating immortals for a while.

Mu Qingfeng doesn't like to join in the fun, so naturally he won't participate in any double cultivation ceremony.

After eating for a while, the two chatted happily, exchanged sound transmission jade charms, and then left.

three days later.

On a cliff of Panlong Mountain, Mu Qingfeng and the old Taoist in red were standing on top of a tree.

That Jin Lao Dao has eight layers of qi refining, with dead tree folds on his face, a sparse goatee beard, and hair that is even thinner than the beard. He is obviously extremely wretched inside, but he pretends to be a respectable old man.

He stroked his beard and smiled like a toad in the mud, "Xiaoyou Mu has such a cultivation level at such a young age. It's really admirable. I don't know where he studied under?"

"There is no school, no sect, but I just got a chance by chance."

Mu Qingfeng held a long knife in his hand, and stared at the two people in Longshan village under the cliff with condensed eyes.

Up to now, her spiritual sense has not found any traces of the monsters and tigers mentioned by the two people. The two people must have kept something from them.

At this time, Mo You was holding a formation disk in his hand, driving his spiritual power, as if he was looking for a place to fall.

In the northwest, tens of miles away from the two of them, there are also two monks.They are casual cultivators from the state of Jin, and like Mu Qingfeng, they were invited by Mo You and Bai Yuesheng to lead the battle.

"it's here!"

Mo You pointed to a position on the formation board, with a look of ecstasy, "Brother Bai Xian, you take the left flag order and go to the corner of Kunyi. After burning a stick of incense, follow my signal before taking action."

Bai Yuesheng did not suspect him, so she planted a small yellow flag in the direction of Kunyi.

In the distance, Jin Laodao didn't seem to have any doubts about the actions of the two of them, and tried every means to talk to Mu Qingfeng.

Mu Qingfeng thought he was noisy, and gradually became angry.

"Hey, with the demeanor of little friend Mu, there must be many talented monks bowing down under your pomegranate skirt, right?"

When Jin Laodao saw that Mu Qingfeng's cultivation base was not good enough to refine Qi, coupled with the fact that no one around was paying attention, the words he said became even more unsavory.

Just as Jin Laodao continued to talk nonsense with a wretched face, a flame fire talisman exploded under his feet with a "bang".

Although the flame fire talisman is a first-level talisman, it is enough to deal with an eighth-level Qi-refining monk with a vain foundation like Jin Laodao.

Jin Laodao was domineering in the world, enjoyed all the wealth and honor, and had almost zero combat experience. He was suddenly attacked by the fire talisman, and he couldn't even use the defensive formula.

Mu Qingfeng held two flame fire talismans in his hands, and warned coldly, "I respect your age, but you better not be disrespectful for your age!"

There was not much movement here, and it did not disturb the monks elsewhere.

If she followed her previous behavior, this person would die.But her cultivation base is greatly damaged now, it takes spiritual power to kill people, and there are so many people here, killing people in front of these people is always a trouble.

After Mu Qingfeng considered it, he pressed his murderous heart and didn't mention it.

At this time, Jin Laodao's clothes were torn, and his body was covered with wounds from the fire talisman, and some places were still steaming, exuding the stench of burning and rotting flesh.

The flame fire talisman drawn by Mu Qingfeng is more powerful than those sold in the market, and the flames it emits cannot be extinguished by ordinary water polo.

Jin Laodao tremblingly used several water polo techniques but couldn't extinguish the fire on his body, he rolled on the ground in pain, begging for mercy non-stop.

Fortunately, this flame fire talisman lasted for a while. After two sticks of incense, the fire on Jin Laodao's body gradually extinguished, and his body was covered with scars from the fire, which looked very miserable.

(End of this chapter)