While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Chapter 9, hurry, hurry, there is cannon fodder looking for trouble!

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What the hell?

The little yellow chicken raised by Zhao Muyang flew to the Xianzhen sect and destroyed five entire medicinal fields of his family's elixir?
  Either this strong man is telling a bad joke.

Or, this little yellow chicken is not the ordinary little chicken beast that Song Zhi knew.

Adhering to the principle of not knowing the situation for the first time, Song Zhi decisively chose to sit on the sidelines.

She was silent, but Zhao Muyang, who was standing beside her, mustered up the courage to step forward and protect Song Zhi behind him.

"impossible!"

"When I left the sect, I clearly placed restrictions on the chicken coop."

"Unless someone opens the restriction, my little yellow chickens will never be able to fly out of the chicken coop, let alone fly to the medicine field of your Xianzhen Sect!"

Zhao Muyang tried his best to straighten his back and retorted loudly.

What he said was reasonable and well-founded, and he seemed confident, but in fact his thin body was shaking uncontrollably.

It's obvious that he is fierce in appearance and soft in heart.

Song Zhi looked into Zhao Muyang's fear.

She looked around at the group of monks who claimed to be disciples of the Xianzhen Sect, and after a brief count, she found that there were eight people in total.

Among them, there are five monks with three spiritual roots, all with foundation-building cultivation.

Five Spiritual Roots occupy two people, and both of them are Qi Refining Dzogchen.

There is only one person with dual spiritual roots. Judging from his aura, he looks like a golden elixir, and he is clearly still in the state of foundation-building perfection.

The most qualified dual spiritual root cultivator was the male cultivator who had an unruly look on his face and forced Zhao Muyang to pay compensation.

Upon hearing Zhao Muyang's reply, the young male cultivator immediately sneered.

A pair of purple sledgehammers appeared out of thin air in his hand and swooped towards Zhao Muyang.

"You brat, I have to give you something powerful to try, so you can learn how to cooperate, right?"

"Explosive Hammer, die!"

Duan Xingci's face was full of cruelty, and his eyes flashed coldly.

He used all his spiritual power and hammered Zhao Muyang hard.

If he were hit by the pair of sledgehammers, with Zhao Muyang's fifth-level Qi refining level, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

no……

The highly respected ninth-grade alchemist who showed off his power last week, is he such a weakling this week?
  Compared to Zhao Muyang, Song Zhi felt that the disciples of the Xianzhen Sect who came to bully people were more like villains.

*
  "Hey, hey, fellow Taoist, we are all ambitious young people with a bright future."

"It's not good enough to shout and kill. Why don't you listen to my advice? Let's calm down first. Everyone can sit down and talk."

Of course Song Zhi didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

But if she didn't take action, the first ally she chose to cause trouble would be hammered to death in front of her eyes.

Whether it's the plot of a novel or in the previous life.

There is no conflict between Zhao Muyang and her. Instead, they have a common enemy, which is the novel's heroine Su Zhi.

Therefore, if Zhao Muyang is gone, it will definitely be a big loss for Song Zhi's collapse.

Therefore, Zhao Muyang could not die, at least not in front of Song Zhi.

*
  Although since the meeting, the eight members of the Xianzhen Sect were on guard against Song Zhi who was standing with Zhao Muyang.

But after seeing that Song Zhi's cultivation level had declined and his realm was unstable, several people became indifferent.

At this moment, Song Zhi suddenly took action, using the scabbard of his sword to easily neutralize the young master Duan Xingci's attack.

Several members of the Xianzhen Sect were immediately taken aback and showed off their sidearms.

Seeing that the scene was about to turn into a melee between many and few, Song Zhi quickly raised his voice and rationally called for a stop.

She was really going to find a place to sit down and let a few people from the Xianzhen faction have a good chat with Zhao Muyang. She promised to be impartial and do her temporary job as a mediator in the cultivation world.

It's a pity that Duan Xingci, who was asking about Tianshan's habit of walking sideways, didn't understand Song Zhi's good intentions at all.

Seeing that she easily blocked his attack, as a swordsman she didn't even draw her sword. It was obvious that she looked down on him. How could the arrogant Duan Xingci endure it?
  He spit hard, and the spiritual energy in his palm swam to connect with the sledgehammer, and without saying a word, he launched another attack.

Only this time, Duan Xingci changed his target to Song Zhi.

Song Zhi, who was entangled by a mad dog: "..."

"No, little brother, what kind of self-confidence makes you dare to face my sister and me single-handedly?"

"Is it because my sister sees me as a good person, so you think I'm easy to bully and suppress?"

"Haha, if this is really the case, I can only regret to inform you that you made a mistake and kicked the iron plate!"

*
  Song Zhi smiled coldly and acted fearlessly.

Facing Duan Xingci's full blow, she retreated instead of advancing.

Duan Xingci has a half-step golden elixir cultivation level.

It was precisely because he failed to advance that he was upset and angry, and deliberately went to Lingxian Sect to seek bad luck on Zhao Muyang in order to relieve his mood.

But I didn't expect that this time Zhao Muyang not only became tough, but he also found a beautiful female cultivator as a foreign aid.

"Haha, what a couple!"

"After I capture you, I will need the men to twitch and peel off the bones, and the women to practice making cauldrons, so that you will know how powerful I am, Duan!"

Duan Xingci yelled viciously, while mobilizing all his spiritual energy to pour into the natal hammer, and swept towards Song Zhi viciously.

The half-step golden elixir against the second floor of the foundation is like a mantis' arm blocking a car. The result is self-evident.

Zhao Muyang was so frightened by this incident that his face turned pale, his legs were weak and he could not stand steadily.

At this time, Duan Xingci's hand flashed with purple light, and the sledgehammer hit Song Zhi's head hard.

With just a popping sound, Song Zhi's beautiful little head exploded like a chicken flying into an egg.

Zhao Muyang's heart twitched fiercely, and when he came to his senses again, he had tears streaming down his face and rushed towards Song Zhi's body.

"Zhiwei!"

"Song Zhi!!"

"You don't want to die, please don't die. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I hurt you."

"Don't be afraid, I, I will help you get revenge, Duan Xingci, you scum of the world of cultivation, I will fight with you!!"

No one expected that Zhao Muyang, who was timid and easy to bully just now, would suddenly fall into disgrace.

He clearly only has the cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi refining.

But at this time, his eyes were red, and flame totems were emerging from his neck. In the blink of an eye, his cultivation level had reached the sixth level of foundation building.

With a soft cry, two groups of blood-red flames suddenly appeared in Zhao Muyang's slender palms.

The flames continued to grow as if they were conscious. As they danced and swayed, the flames swept towards Duan Xingci.

"Ahhhh, it's so hot and hurts!"

"Help, dad, help, I'm going to die, I'm going to be burned to death!"

The blood-red flames turned into red ribbons, driven by Zhao Muyang, and wrapped all eight disciples of the Xianzhen Sect.

In less than two breaths, the eight monks turned into ashes and were carried by the wind into the distance.

"Zhizhi, Song Zhi wuwuwu, I'm sorry I killed you, it's all my fault..."

Zhao Muyang, who had successfully taken revenge, exhausted all his spiritual power. He knelt down on the ground, hugged Song Zhi's body, and cried with regret.

The bloody flames wrapped around his side obediently, and the small flame hands patted the back of his head, as if silently comforting him.

"The Earth Flame Fire ranks second among the Eight Great Strange Fires..."

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao, do you have any other surprises that I don't know about?"

(End of this chapter)