Yunmeng Peak

Chapter 130 Chapter 120
After a while, Cheng Xianghe turned into a cyan light and disappeared in front of the small table.

After half a stick of incense, in a small courtyard in the middle of Yunmeng Mountain, Cheng Yuanqu exhorted the young man in front of him.

"Yu Tian, ​​try to enter the middle stage of Qi training before the beast tide comes!"

When Cheng Yutian heard the words, several lights flashed in his eyes, and he was extremely happy in his heart.

Since he stepped into the fairyland, he has never fought with monsters, and he has long been envious of fighting.

Although he has Cheng Yuanqu as his sparring partner on weekdays, although Cheng Yuanqu has extremely rich combat experience and he has benefited a lot from being with Cheng Yuanqu, but it is still not as good as a real fight.

The middle stage of Qi training is the minimum standard for the Yunmeng Cheng family to fight monsters on the battlefield. As for the monks in the early stage of Qi training, they can't even cast a few spells.

When facing the beast horde, all the monks knew in their hearts that in front of thousands of monsters, they were all ants under the foundation.

If it weren't for the fact that the Yunmengcheng clan was too few and short of manpower, otherwise they would never have sent mid-qi training monks to the battlefield early in the morning to fight against so many monsters.

A monk in the middle stage of Qi training is not much better than a monk in the early stage of Qi training, and the spiritual power in his dantian will be exhausted after he can't cast a few spells.

Cheng Yuanqu just wanted to take advantage of this beast tide to experience Cheng Yutian. Without wind and rain, he will never become a master.

After a while, Cheng Yutian bowed respectfully to Cheng Yuanqu in front of him, then turned and walked into the practice room in the courtyard.

Standing in the courtyard, Cheng Yuanqu saw this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "Yu Tian is a good-natured boy, he will become a great weapon in the future!"

After counting breaths, a thin figure flashed in Cheng Yuanqu's mind.

"That boy Qi Feng should let him go out for a walk, counting the time, I'm afraid he hasn't fought for nearly four years!"

As soon as the voice fell, Cheng Yuanqu disappeared into this small courtyard.

Cheng Yutian, who entered the training room, immediately took out dozens of spirit stones from the storage bag, and waved them into the spirit gathering array in the training room.

Immediately, a strong spiritual energy gushed out from the formation on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Yutian's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself.

"With the help of such a strong spiritual energy, this retreat will definitely break through the middle stage of Qi training!"

Then he took out the futon, sat cross-legged directly, performed the exercises, and crazily absorbed the rich aura in the training room.

Two months later, in a practice room, Cheng Qifeng, who was sitting cross-legged on a futon, looked at the strangely colored fireball in his hand, his eyes glistened, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he sighed to himself.

"It's really difficult to cultivate the Youhuoball to a great extent. This fireball must be very powerful!"

With a wave of his hand, Cheng Qifeng took the blue fireball back into his body.

Dacheng's ghost fire ball is different from the past. The ghost fire condensed in Cheng Qifeng's body can only be used once. If he wants to use the ghost fire ball again, he needs to re-condense the ghost fire in his body.

It takes as long as half a month to condense the ghost fire. In the past, the ghost fire ball occupied most of the ghost fire, but inside the ghost fire ball was just an ordinary flame, so Cheng Qifeng could rely on the spiritual power in his body to consume a lot of it and turn it into a ghost flame. Fire, but there is still a gap between the Youhuo obtained in this way and Dacheng.

Although the power of the ghost fire ball in the past is not bad, it can be regarded as a very good spell, and it can be cast several times in a row. Overall, it is quite good.

But now more than [-]% of the Youhuo balls that have been cultivated to great success are Youhuo. Although Cheng Qifeng doesn't know the power of the Youhuoballs today, according to his previous understanding of Youhuoqiu, the power must be extremely terrifying.

After a while, Cheng Qifeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, circled three fiery red long swords beside him.

With a violent shout, the three long swords constantly changed their formations, and sword lights appeared in midair, appearing extremely powerful.

Half a month later, a messenger talisman fell outside Cheng Qifeng's quiet room.

Cheng Qifeng, who was refining the elixir in the quiet room, felt such a scene, raised his brows slightly, and then used the Yunmeng fire control technique to speed up the burning of the fire wood under the elixir furnace, and in this way accelerated the speed of the elixir refining elixir.

After half a cup of tea, Cheng Qifeng waved his hand and used the imperial object technique to call the messenger talisman outside the quiet room into his hand.

After the spiritual power was poured into the spirit talisman in his hand, a line of small characters appeared on the communication talisman.

After a few breaths, Cheng Qifeng read all those small characters, with some doubts in his eyes, but without delay, he turned into a blue light and shadow and disappeared in this quiet room.

After a while, Cheng Xiangtai looked at Cheng Qifeng with a solemn expression in the general affairs hall of Yunmeng Mountain.

"Qi Feng, this time you need to lurk in Yunwu Town..."

Tens of breaths later, after hearing this, Cheng Qifeng nodded solemnly and took over the task, bid farewell to Cheng Xiangtai and quit the family affairs hall.

Cheng Xiangtai at the counter saw this, his eyes were filled with displeasure, and he thought to himself: "If you dare to attack my Cheng family at such a time, you must be some cruel people, and I don't know why Uncle arranges Qi Feng to go there!"

After a few breaths of silence, Cheng Xiangtai let out a long sigh of turbid air.

"Ugh!"

Half a day later, several hundred meters above Yunwu Town, Cheng Qifeng, who was standing on a yellow cloth flying magic weapon, looked solemnly at the town full of people below.

"It looks like a disguise."

After a while, it landed in a hidden woods outside the town.

On the ground, Cheng Qifeng pressed his face with both hands, constantly changing the shape of his face, and then took out a sackcloth from the storage bag.

A moment later, a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a haggard face came out of the woods.

This person is Cheng Qifeng in disguise, and the purpose of coming to Yunwu Town this time is to find out about the destruction of a village named Sanshi under the name of Yunwu Town.

After half an hour, Cheng Qifeng walked into Yunwu Town.

Looking at the ordinary people coming and going on the central road of Yunwu Town, a strange color flashed in Cheng Qifeng's eyes, and he thought of two figures in his mind, and said to himself with emotion: "I haven't seen mother and father for several years, and I don't know them. What's going on now!"

"Ugh!"

After a light sigh, Cheng Qifeng frowned.

As his cultivation level got higher and higher, Cheng Qifeng could also understand the knowledge he had learned in ethnology.

"If you want to walk on the real road to longevity, you need to forget your feelings!"

Wangqing is simple and easy to say, difficult to say, not words, only comprehension!
In the past few years, Cheng Qifeng's life is apart from cultivation and alchemy, and he has no interest in other things. Such a lack of distracting thoughts also makes Cheng Qifeng's realm rapidly improve, which is also a manifestation of forgetfulness.

"If you walk on the avenue, you need to forget your feelings. What's the use of me walking on this avenue?"

"But am I really willing?"

After a while, Cheng Qifeng's eyes gradually became confused, and he himself did not feel the changes in him at this time.

The confused eyes, coupled with the unique appearance, are in stark contrast to the noisy crowd around.

However, Qi Feng's appearance really attracted the attention of many ordinary people around him, and they complained one after another.

"What's the matter with that man?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid there is something wrong with my brain, let's go far away!"

"..."

Cheng Qifeng didn't seem to hear these words, and he still stood there, but his heart seemed to have integrated into this world.

After a few hours, the sun went down and the sky gradually became dark.

There were quite a few people missing on the road in Yunwu Town. A middle-aged man with a horse face stood motionless on the spot. His face was gradually pale, and beads of sweat kept dripping on the ground.

After a while, the middle-aged man with the horse face let out a soft drink, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Several ordinary people passing by around the horse-faced middle-aged man saw this scene, showing panic, and hid far away, fearing that the middle-aged man would vomit blood and be involved.

Cheng Qifeng looked at the blood he spat out on the ground, his pale face was filled with joy, and he thought to himself.

"Is this an epiphany?"

Although Cheng Qifeng was not sure whether this behavior was an epiphany or not, he could clearly feel that he had gained a lot of benefits because of this trance. There is a lot of understanding, and my mind is even more clear.

After a while, Cheng Qifeng raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on the corner of his mouth, looked at the actions of the ordinary people around him, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and then he stepped away from the place.

Where Cheng Qifeng was standing just now, a pockmarked young man spoke to his wife with a surprised expression on his face.

"This life is really hard, and he spit out blood like a normal person!"

"Who said no!"

"..."

Half an hour later, in a small deserted village, with the help of the moonlight in the sky, a figure could be vaguely seen standing on top of a house.

Cheng Qifeng's eyes flashed with blue light and shadow, and he kept looking around.

After a while, he raised his brows slightly, with some doubts in his heart, and said to himself: "I'm afraid it has been more than ten days since this village was wiped out. Tell me so late, what else can we find out? Eighth Uncle is really too!"

Cheng Qifeng didn't know that the Cheng family only knew about the matter of Yunwu Village a few days ago. The ordinary people in the village died inexplicably, and even hundreds of corpses in the village disappeared, leaving blood all over the floor.

Two months ago, such things happened in several towns of the Cheng family, and more than a dozen monks in the late stage of Qi training in Yunmeng Mountain were sent to check the situation.

In the past two months, nearly [-] ordinary members of the Cheng family have been killed or injured. Such a large area of ​​inexplicable casualties really made Yunmeng Cheng's senior management furious.

After all, ordinary people are the foundation of a family cultivating immortals. If there were no accumulation of ordinary people, there would be a lot less people with spiritual roots. It is also extremely important and is an important part of a family's development.

After a while, Cheng Qifeng slowly lurked and left the place.

Half a month later, Cheng Qifeng was as normal as before, stealthily patrolling around Yunmeng Town, to prevent ordinary people from living and dying inexplicably again.

Yunwu Town, a few miles away from Shanshi Village, Cheng Qifeng raised his brows slightly, feeling something was wrong.

"wrong!"

In order to guard against the attacks of low-level monsters, since the Yunmengcheng family established the family more than 500 years ago, they have arranged for the innate warriors in their respective towns to form Yunmeng Guards to patrol their respective towns.

Counting the time, today is the day when Yunmengwei patrols in Yunwu Town, but now that Cheng Qifeng has almost finished detecting the entire range of Yunmeng Town, he still hasn't found any traces of Yunmengwei patrolling in Yunwu Town.

What made him feel even more disturbed was that he smelled a strong smell of blood in the air.

Such a scene made Cheng Qifeng frowned, his face darkened, and he gave a dark drink.

"not good!"

Cheng Qifeng felt a little uneasy, and carefully lurked forward.

After half a cup of tea, not far from Shanshi Village, he saw the corpses of five innate warriors in green armor.

The corpse in Qingjia was pale, like skin and bones, with no blood in the body, and a dazed expression, as if he didn't know how he died before he died.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Qifeng felt even more uneasy, his already tightly frowned brows were further frowned, and he secretly said in his heart: "You just died not long ago?"

"Magic repair?"

Such a thought flashed through Qi Feng's mind, and he instantly confirmed this idea.

Yunmengwei is an innate warrior cultivated by the Cheng family in Yunmeng Mountain. The green armor he wears is filled with a lot of second-order ore, which is heavy and has extremely strong defense.

Gathering nearly a hundred Yunmengwei in a town can even kill second-tier and second-tier low-grade monsters. It can be said that Yunmengwei is the top of the innate warriors above the Cheng family boundary.

It is impossible for ordinary second-order monsters to kill five Yunmengwei in an instant. After all, the green armor on them is not a joke.

Furthermore, the human race is already a great supplement to monsters. There are five human corpses in front of them, but there are no traces of biting at all. In addition, there is no blood on these five corpses, which makes Cheng Qifeng feel like this. idea.

Apart from demon cultivators and zombies in the world of cultivating immortals, Cheng Qifeng really doesn't know what else likes to eat human blood.

"When did Pingyang County have magic cultivators?"

A coldness flashed in Cheng Qifeng's eyes, and murderous intent continued to radiate from his body.

As early as thousands of years ago, there was a battle between good and evil factions in the world of cultivating immortals in Nanling, and it has continued to this day.

The position of Luoyang Country is at the end of decency, and it belongs to the country that is least likely to have the existence of demon cultivators. After all, to enter Luoyang Country, demon cultivators need to cross five decent countries. There is no such assurance.

This also made Luoyang Kingdom 1000 years ago, after the three sects joined hands to kill the domestic demon cultivators, there have been few demon cultivators appearing.

For the sake of his own safety, Cheng Qifeng immediately took out the soil rock shield and iron feather fan from the storage bag and held them in his hands.

Just as Cheng Qifeng stepped into Shanshi Village, he heard the cry of a small child, his footsteps stopped instantly, his brows were raised slightly, and he thought to himself.

"Live!"

Cheng Qifeng was no longer covering up, and the spiritual power on his body strongly urged the Wind Control Technique to run towards the opposite direction where the crying sound came out.

After a few breaths, the central area of ​​Shanshi Village was filled with hundreds of corpses of ordinary members of the Cheng family, and in front of the corpses, an old man in a black robe with white hair floating in the air, waving a black banner in his hand.

(End of this chapter)