Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 392 Getting Rich
As Zhu Sanren arrived, the situation in the sky became four against four. Regardless of their strength, at least they were equal in terms of numbers.

The face of the Tianlun Sect's leader, Patriarch Huiding, changed, and then he sneered.

"Humph, he actually came out from the back."

"Master Sha, you are really willing to give up so many foundation-building and Qi-training disciples?"

He had also received news that Zhu Sanren was harassing and attacking Fortress C. Now, seeing Zhu Sanren coming from behind, he knew that he had fallen into the other party's trap.

However, Patriarch Huiding was not in a hurry.

It’s not like there haven’t been four-on-four Jindan melees before.

At the beginning, everyone led a group of foundation-building cultivators in a chaotic battle, but in the end, there was no winner among the Jindan cultivators. Although they were injured but not killed, a lot of their subordinates who were foundation-building cultivators were killed.

Zhu Sanren left his team behind and rushed over alone.

When Patriarch Huiding and the other four Jindan were attacked on their way to provide assistance, they made prompt decisions and stepped forward to fight against the three Jindan of Jinshamen. They left behind the support team and ordered them to return to Fortress Jia immediately.

Now it is conceivable that the Tianlun Sect's team returning to the Jiazi Fortress and the Jinsha Sect's team that needs to retreat from the vicinity of the Jiazi Fortress back to Shannan are likely to meet.

The Tianlun Sect's Jia-zi Fortress Team is a group of elite troops specially assembled for the operation of removing the Miao Family Fortress. There are many foundation-building cultivators and even more Qi-cultivating cultivators.

Zhu Sanren and his men were just a harassment team separated from the Jinsha Gate, and their strength was far inferior.

If these two teams collide, the Jinshamen side will definitely suffer a crushing defeat.

Old Man Sha Yu responded with a sneer.

"Master Hui Ding, even if you knock on the wooden fish, you can't shake my determination."

"My Jinshamen family is big and powerful, and we have unified the forces in Shannan."

"I have built more foundation than you, and I have trained more Qi than you!"

“Even though you destroyed the Miao family’s fortress today, even if you wiped out this squad, I can afford the loss of eight or ten foundation-building warriors!”

"If we continue to waste time, I'm afraid your Tianlun Sect will be the first to die out, right?"

"You wanted to learn from my Jinsha Sect, but the demon clan didn't obey your orders and kept fighting among themselves. You ended up becoming a weird person, hahahaha!"

"I think you are just like a paper craftsman in your role as the head of the sect. It's too much work. Why don't you come to my Jinsha Sect and I will be the head of the sect side by side with you?"

Patriarch Huiding's face turned dark and he started beating the wooden fish much faster.

Damn old man Sha Yu, he is talking about things that are irrelevant. What truth are you talking about!

He had no interest in talking anymore, so he just roared like a lion and spoke to the three demon kings.

"Everyone, Jinshamen is stubborn and unyielding!"

"Let us use thunderbolt methods to convert these sinners!"

Patriarch Huiding was beating a wooden fish while performing the Xiaodu Hua Sutra. At the same time, a golden bell appeared outside his body to protect him. A rotating wheel appeared behind his head and crashed straight into old man Shayu.

He actually practiced three unique skills at the same time: the Tianlun Vajra Sutra, the Golden Bell Dharma Protector Sutra, and the Small Duhua Sutra.

Seeing that the situation was not good, old man Sha Yu hurriedly threw away the walking stick in his hand, which turned into a golden anaconda more than ten meters long. Then he spit out golden sand from his mouth, attached it to the big anaconda, and drove it to fight Hui Ding.

The leaders of both sides were really angry, and the fight between the three wanderers and the three demon kings naturally became more and more intense.

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, huge moves collided, and waves of spiritual energy swept in all directions, blocking out the sun.

In an instant, the sky turned dark and dark clouds gathered, the ground and mountains shook, as if this was the end of the world.

Lu Ye hid obediently in the cave and didn't dare to go out at all.

But his mouth was not idle, he was cursing loudly.

"Why all this fuss?"

"The Eight Golden Pills Battle, this is the third time, right?"

"How can you not know each other's level?"

"Sha Yu, are you really stupid? Hui Ding, the bald donkey, are you really a donkey?"

"Is there any secret treasure I should use?"

"The fight is so intense, how can you be the commander if you don't kill a Jindan? It turns out that all the dead are soldiers?"

Lu Ye secretly cursed them for being so useless.

Perhaps the people in the sky heard someone's resentment and felt ashamed, so the battlefield gradually shifted westward, getting farther and farther away.

Soon, the sun shone through the sky again and the dark clouds dissipated.

The earth has turned into a ruin, several mountain peaks have collapsed, and small basins are dotted with deep pits, as if they had been hit by countless meteorites.

On the ground, a pile of rocks stood inconspicuously at the edge of the pit.

boom!
A fist wrapped in lightning broke through the stone, and then Lu Ye jumped up. Protected by the protective light shield, he was not covered in dust.

“Pfft, pfft, pfft…” Lu Ye spit out the non-existent smoke from his mouth, his eyes turned, “Since these damn golden elixirs have gone west.”

"My young master, I am heading east."

"Maybe I can even meet an old acquaintance who can lend a hand."

"We only captured the White Tiger Demon King today, and I haven't touched my storage ring much, so this is a good time to replenish it."

Lu Ye made up his mind and whistled immediately.

The White Tiger Demon King jumped out of the Qi-nourishing Gourd, crawled on the ground, and was extremely respectful.

I don't know when the demon king found a set of saddle, horse bit and horse harness and put them on himself.

"Hey, Huzi, why is your horse harness pink?" Lu Ye realized something was wrong.

The White Tiger Demon King replied shyly.

"The master sees clearly as a candle!"

"This is a toy that I use with my wives and concubines for pleasure. I couldn't find a suitable one, so I used it as an emergency measure."

Lu Ye: "..."

You are such a talented person.

The White Tiger Demon King was too conspicuous, and there were many people on both sides who knew him. Lu Ye shook his head, expressing some dissatisfaction.

"Huzi, your harness is not unusable, but your white fur is too dazzling."

The White Tiger Demon King said hurriedly.

"Master, please understand. I was born with black hair, but he didn't like it because it was the same color as my father. I used my demonic energy to transform my hair into white hair later. I can change it back."

As he spoke, his body trembled, and sure enough, from the top of his head to his spine and then to his tail, the white hair fluttered and turned all black, just like he was shedding his skin.

Lu Ye was overjoyed, and then he sat on the pink saddle, rode the black tiger, and galloped eastward.

Fifty miles east.

In a canyon.

The four foundation-building monks worked together to hold up a special foundation-building treasure in the shape of a door panel to resist attacks from all directions.

In addition to the four people, there were three seriously injured people lying under the door. Two of them were unconscious, and one big man was still conscious.

He was leaning on a long sword and cursing - the monks of the Tianlun Sect gave birth to sons without anus, and the nuns gave birth to daughters but no one wanted to marry them, and so on.

These attacks came from both ends of the canyon. There were nearly twenty foundation-building monks, most of whom were dressed as monks and nuns, who were attacking indiscriminately.

There was also a yellow-faced monk in the sky, standing there in the air. He did not participate in the attack, but kept looking anxiously towards the west. He was one of the only three remaining leaders of the Tianlun Sect, Leader Baisheng.

The door panel treasure was covered with cracks under the continuous attacks of the foundation-building masters, and it was shattered at some point.

One of the four foundation-building people who are still supporting the battle below, dressed in Taoist robes and holding a whisk, is Yun Yanke.

He kept turning his head to look at the seriously ill patient and shouted loudly.

"Lao Guan, can you still hold on?"

"Say something if you're angry or not!"

"How are Lao Liao and Lao Gui?"

The only conscious man with a knife among the three seriously ill patients was Guan Changdao, the head of the Guan family. He and Yun Yanke had been following Zhu Sanren.

Zhu Sanren ran to meet up with Old Man Shayu and Moyu Sanren, and the team turned back and fled south.

As a result, he didn't escape far before he was caught up by a large team led by the newly returned Patriarch Huiding.

The two teams were one fleeing and one chasing.

But within a few dozen miles, three of the ten foundation-building warriors in the team died on the spot, and three were seriously injured. They fled while fighting into a canyon, but they could no longer run and could only resist on the spot.

Guan Changdao spat out a mouthful of blood foam, looked at the other two seriously injured men, shook his head and said loudly.

"Old Cigarette!"

"They didn't make it, they all died!"

"Just run if you need to, leave me be!"

Yunyan was so polite that she cursed the bad luck.

"It's as if we don't want to run away. If we could run, we would have left you behind long ago!"

"If the leader doesn't come to support us, I'm afraid we will be wiped out!"

Among the foundation-building warriors of the Tianlun Sect who were organizing the attack, a leader shouted.

"Listen, don't resist. We have more people than you."

"The leader is accompanied by three demon kings, and the high-level combat power is unstoppable."

"If you continue to hold on, you will only die a little later and won't be able to wait for rescue."

"Take my advice and surrender!"

"You know Liu Wenxuan, the head of the Liu family, right? He surrendered to our Tianlun Sect last time, and now he has become a monk. I wonder how free and easy he is."

"What do you want from following the Jinsha Sect? The family members will be scattered and the sect's inheritance will be cut off. It's not worth it!"

The door panel creaked as if it would break at any moment.

The four foundation-building masters looked at each other.

Two of them were elders of the Jinsha Sect, and the others were all leaders of families and small sects.

During the five years, surrender by both sides occurred occasionally.

If you surrender, the other party will not kill you. After all, they are not experts enough. They will just set restrictions on you. From then on, your life and death will be controlled by others and you will not be free.

But on the other hand, a good death is worse than a miserable life.

How many people can see through the barrier of life and death?
The faces of the people under the door were extremely ugly. Under the shining light of the magic attack outside, their expressions were uncertain, just like everyone's mood.

An elder from the Jinsha Sect spoke hoarsely.

"Don't believe them. They were so cruel this time and so many people died. Will Qi be reconciled?"

Yunyanke sighed.

"If you don't surrender, then don't surrender. No one wants to be a meat puppet."

"But where is our support?"

"If we wait any longer, we will be exhausted to death."

Everyone is in a dilemma.

At the top of the canyon, the Victorious Monk who had been looking in all directions suddenly roared, and his body retreated like lightning, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.

"Who dares to attack me?"

Suddenly, a hammer shadow flashed out of thin air and smashed past where he was originally.

The monk Baisheng reacted very quickly, chanting the Buddha's name. A golden bell with Sanskrit characters all over it appeared outside his body, humming and rotating.

The white tiger demon king turned into black hair and appeared, using the tiger bone hammer given by Lu Ye to smash the Victorious Monk around, causing the smell of corpses to rise into the sky.

In addition, a golden centipede emerged from the void, turned sideways and raised its leg, like a puppy peeing, but what came out were leg-like spikes as long and fast as flying swords.

The sharp thorn is poisonous, and the black water on the tiger bone hammer is also poisonous. When it hits the golden bell outside, it makes a loud crackling sound.

The face of the Hundred Victories monk inside changed drastically when he heard this. He stared at the black tiger with disbelief.

This black tiger is very coquettish, with a pink saddle on its back and a pink crossbow chew in its mouth...

Wait, why does this black tiger look more and more familiar?
If this black skin was changed to white... Monk Baisheng shuddered.

"Great White Tiger Demon King?"

"Who turned you into a refined corpse?"

The black tiger spat in anger, and its mouth shrank and then expanded in an instant, breaking free from the bit.

"Meow……"

"You are the white tiger, your whole family is white tigers!"

"I am a cat!"

After it turned into a zombie, its strength was only 80% to 90% of its original level.

Lu Ye then released the Thousand-legged Centipede to help, and the two corpse demons dealt with the Victorious Monk and entangled his hands and feet.

Unfortunately, the white bear monster was destroyed by Taoist Jia's bloody spear, and the silver-winged eagle, the pangolin monster, and the monkey and pig monsters were given to Zhang Cunyi and Hong Jie for self-defense and taken out of Huangsha Mountain.

The leopard leader and the cat demon fled from the demon country with Shu Chitu and Pan Furong, but they died on the way.

These are the only two old items left in Lu Ye's collection.

The White Tiger Demon King and the Thousand-legged Centipede worked together to tightly entangle the Victorious Monk.

Lu Ye appeared at one end of the canyon, wielding a huge hammer with a thin root and a round head like a peach tip.

Only by working together with Qing Muyu of Tianlun Sect could a complete set of golden elixir spiritual weapon, the Zhentian Hammer, which was stolen by Baibei Monk, be assembled.

Now the hammer has also changed its appearance.

Relying on his half-baked mutant Dan Fire, Lu Ye slightly modified the shape of the hammer, making the handle thicker and rounder, and the head smaller and rounder.

After several months of polishing and shaping, it now looks like a mallet that exudes rusticity from the inside out.

Lu Ye activated the Nine-Forging Thunder Art, his feet stepped on thunder, his body was like a movie, passionate and unrestrained, holding a mallet, and hitting the "wooden fish" on Tianlun Zongguang's head one by one.

At the beginning, several foundation-building cultivators were caught off guard and three of them fell down without a sound, bleeding from all seven orifices, and died upright.

The few foundation-building warriors behind him noticed something was wrong and quickly jumped up to fight him.

A monk who was practicing the Golden Bell Body Protection Sutra rushed forward.

Click!

The hammer smashed the golden bell and also flattened his body to the ground.

Lu Ye rushed forward and swung dozens of hammers in an instant, knocking down several foundation-building monks behind him.

No fancy magic is needed.

The blood was steaming, lightning was entwined, red and blue lights were flashing, Lu Ye moved forward in the blood, murderous aura soared to the sky!
Relying purely on the brute force physical training methods of the great perfection stage of foundation building, with the help of the extinction thunder bone to amplify the strength, in order to overwhelm the others!
"Don't fight him!"

"Let's attack together and advance and retreat together!"

Seeing Lu Ye was like a wild boar digging for cabbage, in just a few moments he completely cleared out the seven or eight foundation-building monks on one side of the canyon.

On the other side, the foundation-building cultivators in the canyon came to their senses. After all, they were experienced monks in battles and knew that they could not fight one-on-one. The opponent had incredible brute force, so they immediately gathered together under the command of a leader.

Lu Ye killed all the monks on one side of the canyon and saw that the other side was forming a battle formation and ready to fight.

He sneered, jumped high, and fell from the sky.

Boom!

The Thunder Hammer was swung in a circle and smashed downwards.

Bang!

Several foundation-building artifacts were held in the air.

The spiritual weapons collided and the aftermath of the explosion spread everywhere.

Lu Ye was knocked flying. He had only reached the great perfection of foundation building and had not yet reached the golden elixir stage.

In terms of physical cultivation, the main power lies in the Extinction Thunder Bone, and the solid "gold beans" are of little help.

He only felt the blood surging in his chest and abdomen, and his whole body was numb. Fortunately, the little golden bean turned and eliminated all the bad conditions.

However, Lu Ye just felt uncomfortable.

The seven or eight people who were in the foundation-building stage below were in big trouble.

He used the Heaven-shaking Hammer, a half-golden elixir spiritual weapon, whose quality was far superior to the foundation-building weapon.

When the hammer hits, it's like an iron hammer hitting bricks and rotten wood.

Bang bang bang!
All those foundation-building artifacts exploded.

Puff puff……

The several foundation-building monks who were holding on below all vomited blood and suffered minor injuries.

In the chaos, no one noticed that the spiritual energy in the air flashed with ripples, and an invisible weapon penetrated into the defense circle of several foundation-building monks.

Lu Ye wanted to end the battle quickly, so he was unwilling to enter the stage of stalemate. He decisively summoned Ah Chou to come in and completely disrupt the enemy.

"Ah...ah..."

Two foundation-building monks were shot in the head with screams. They were the senior brothers and the backbone of this group.

After the two men died, the rest of the people were all shaken and panicked, not knowing what strange spell the other party had cast upon them.

Lu Ye rushed forward again and struck with a hammer, smashing two of them into a pulp. The remaining few shouted and tried to flee in all directions.

He turned around and waved at Yun Yanke and the other four foundation-building practitioners below.

"Lao Yan, are you scared? Go chase him!"

Yun Yanke and the other four foundation-building practitioners finally reacted.

In just a dozen moves, the arrogant pursuers were almost wiped out.

He looked at Lu Ye, who was radiant and unconcealed in his charm.

Everyone is hiding their abilities and preparing their trump cards. Patriarch Lan was not an arrogant person before, so how come his cultivation has increased so rapidly today and it seems that he has an amazing spiritual weapon in his hand?

I’m afraid it will be troublesome to return to Jinshamen.

It seems that I need to persuade Lao Lan privately.

Little Thor is already eye-catching enough, he wouldn't want to be Big Thor, right?
If you are not from Jinshamen, be careful of being hated and bullied.

Many thoughts flashed through Yun Yanke's mind, but for now he had to eradicate all the evil and kill these bald donkeys who had been chasing him all the way to vent his anger.

So the four of them shouted and chased after him together.

The monk Baisheng was watching from the side with his heart broken. He was frightened. He thought that he had reached the great perfection of foundation building and his methods were sharp enough.

Looking at the speed at which this Qing soldier in front of me kills people, I feel ashamed of myself.

Without hesitation, he crushed a Buddha statue on his chest.

Swish!
The golden bell outside the Hundred Victories Monk was spinning rapidly, carrying him towards the Tianlun Sect's territory.

The White Tiger Demon King couldn't catch up. He threw the tiger bone hammer out. It made a loud bang as if it hit metal, but it couldn't corrode it.

"Master, this bald donkey ran away!" he shouted hurriedly.

Lu Ye turned his head and sneered.

Patriarch Huiding is really stingy.

The talisman given to Baiye Monk was also a talisman for escape, and the same is true for Baisheng Monk now.

Lightning flashed under his feet, and he sped up rapidly as he chased after her. After a hundred feet, he could no longer catch up with her. He could only see her light shining faintly in the air in the distance, as if it would go out in the next moment.
Lu Ye looked around and saw that there was no one else around, so he switched to the fish and dragon picture to make sure it was safe.

Then he transformed himself into a giant ape.

The giant ape moved its legs, shrinking the ground to an inch when it landed, lightning wrapped around its legs like pillars, its speed increased sharply, and it followed closely behind the Victorious Monk - the wooden ape's second magical power was the Thunder Shrinking Technique.

When the demon body is used, its speed can catch up with the golden elixir in a short moment, but it cannot last long.

Fortunately, the talisman of the Hundred Victories Monk cannot last long, so no one should look down on anyone else.

"Amitabha……"

When the monk Baisheng saw that there were no more pursuers behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief, chanted Buddhist mantras, and was thankful that he had survived the calamity.

So weird.

The little Thunder God's strength has inexplicably increased a lot. He almost killed more than a dozen foundation-building monks by himself. The spiritual weapon he used was definitely better than the magic weapon. In addition, his brute force was really terrifying, and his blood and energy were not weaker than those of the monsters.

This person must have some secrets and must be reported to the sect as soon as possible.

Many thoughts were churning in the mind of the Victorious Monk. He ran forward for who knows how many miles. Suddenly, his body sank. He knew that the talisman had been used up.

He looked up at the direction and was about to escape again.

Suddenly, I heard a crackling sound in the air behind me. Someone was rushing over. Although he was fast, his laughter was slow and he spoke in a serious tone.

"Master Yum, where are you going?"

Baisheng was horrified and turned his head to see the little Thunder God "Lan He" standing behind him with a smile, holding a strange hammer in his hand.

“No…” exclaimed the Victorious Monk.

After a while.

Lu Ye's waist is full of storage bags, and his ten fingers are all adorned with storage rings, looking like a typical nouveau riche.

He killed people along the way and was grabbed by the tentacles of the ghosts behind him. He really made a fortune.

"Ah Chou!"

He first called out Ah Chou. According to the old rules, the valuable things went into the stomach, the second-rate things went into the ring, and the third-rate things went into the bag.

It soon turned back into the standard configuration of a storage ring and a storage bag.

"Corpse refinement!"

Lu Ye then captured the ghost of Monk Baisheng and slapped it back into the corpse.

The Victorious Monk lost once and never recovered. His spiritual faith was greatly damaged and he was easily turned into a war corpse by him.

Lu Ye packed up everything and looked around. This place was deep in the north of the mountain, almost under the nose of Fort A.

Today's harvest was rich enough, he didn't want to meddle in other matters, so he turned around and was about to leave.

He had just run a few steps when he saw a huge evil cloud in the sky passing by his head in a crooked way.

Three extremely loud voices sounded at the same time, but every word could be heard clearly.

"Ah... Damn that bitch for daring to hurt us. Go back to the mountain and treat her!"

"I'm too hungry to fly. I'm going to go back to Fort A and eat the brains of ten human slaves..."

"I'm so hungry. Hey... there are monks down there. Let's eat first and then continue our journey!"

The three voices suddenly merged into one.

"That's right, let's eat him and then continue on our journey."

(End of this chapter)