Retrograde fairy way

The young man next to him who looked at the blood-clothed man with disdain on his face understood, took out a jade box with his palms upside down, and threw it on the stone table casually.

It was just an ordinary jade box, it didn't look special, and it didn't even have a sealing jade talisman. If there was any difference, it would be the faint bloody smell around the jade box.

Wang Mo frowned slightly, and glanced at Luo Xiangtian and the others without a trace, feeling a little regretful in his heart for letting these people in.

Although the box did not impose any restrictions, Wang Mo did not stretch out his spiritual sense to check it. Everyone present was a monk of alchemy. If he, a "little foundation-building junior", checked it with his spiritual sense, he would undoubtedly not be able to see it. The people present paid attention to it.

And Sun Yuanwu, who was sitting at the stone table, also frowned, apparently aware of the bloody smell emanating from the jade box, and felt even fainter in his heart.

Even though the Dandan Level Trade Fair had just ended, he had already received news from his sect that the five-element splitting lightsaber was auctioned for a sky-high price of [-] spirit stones.

But now, Luo Xiangtian and other disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect came to him, obviously they would not be kind.

And although Xue Wuya, who looked only eleven or twelve years old, looked harmless to humans and animals, Sun Yuanwu knew very well that in the few times he met, the other party always gave him a feeling of being frightened.

That is a powerful coercion that is fully capable of killing it. Even if the other party does not really show it, but as a Dzogchen monk who has lived for an unknown number of years, every time I think of it, I feel a little unreal, but It was so real again.

Moreover, Xueyi was able to produce [-] spirit stones, which is not a small number for the Nascent Soul Saint, which shows that he is not as low-key as he appears, or just silent, waiting to explode.

"Fellow Daoist Blood, why don't you open it?" Luo Xiangtian said with a smile on his face.

"You don't need to look at it, any treasure sect will not replace the five-element lightsaber!" Xue Yi said with a still expressionless face.

"Hey!" The young monk smiled mockingly and waved his sleeve robe lightly.

Seeing a breeze blowing, the jade box opened automatically.

When he saw the contents clearly, Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and a tyrannical murderous aura suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart, but it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"what?"

No matter how cultivated the people present are, even though the killing intent came and went quickly, they were still caught by everyone, and they couldn't help but let out a little sigh.

But it was just a little puzzled, after all, the killing intent was only fleeting, and he didn't feel how strong it was.

Only Luo Xiangtian gave him a playful look, as if mocking him.

When Sun Yuanwu saw the contents in the box, the corners of his eyes twitched suddenly, and the feeling of something bad in his heart became more and more intense. He stared at the bloody clothes, as if he was afraid that he would make a sudden move.

"Fellow Daoist Blood, how about this gift? If Fellow Daoist handed over the five-element lightsaber to this sect, maybe you and I will become friends?" Luo Xiangtian said leisurely.

"Seeing off the guests!" Xue Yi said with a still expressionless face.

"My boy, it's really a toast and you don't eat fine wine!" The pretty female cultivator scolded him when she saw him like this.

"Let's go!" But without waiting for her to say more, Luo Xiangtian took the lead and walked out first. Before leaving, he took a deep look at him: "Although the transaction has not been completed, this gift is given to Dao Friends!"

"laugh!"

The rest of the people all sneered, glanced at Xueyi maliciously, and then when they glanced at Wang Mo, the malicious expression became more obvious.

"What? Sun Daoyou wants to drink tea at this sect?" Xue Yi said lightly.

"Uh... that's not true!" Sun Yuanwu showed embarrassment, rubbed his hands, then took out a storage bag from his arms and put it on the table, and said awkwardly: "There are many things in this hospital that are not well received. I hope Fellow Daoist Blood will take care of you, this is the fee for fellow Daoist Blood to stay, and I hope Fellow Daoist Blood will take it back!"

"Hey!" Hearing this, Wang Mo, who stood aside and didn't go to see those people off, couldn't help smiling anymore, and gave Sun Yuanwu a mocking look.

"Hmph!" Sun Yuanwu is a Dzogchen alchemy cultivator at any rate. Under such an embarrassing situation, he was ridiculed by a "Junior Foundation Establishment". His old face sank and he snorted coldly. Wang Mo pressed away.

But what surprised him was that Wang Mo didn't seem to notice it at all, but just put the jade box on the stone table back indifferently, and put it into the ring with his palm.

Xue Yi didn't even look at him, and walked out of the courtyard with Wang Mo.

This Sun Yuanwu obviously didn't want to offend Luo Xiangtian, or the Heavenly Demon Sect, and expelled the two of them from the Luolin Academy, so as to avoid being persecuted by Luo Xiangtian.

Looking at the empty Mianzhu Courtyard, his eyes swept over the storage bags on the table, Sun Yuanwu's face turned green and white, obviously the bloody clothes and Wang Mo's ignorance made him feel extremely embarrassed.

"Hmph, offending the Heavenly Demon Sect is nothing but a dying person!" Sun Yuanwu snorted coldly, grabbed the storage bag and put it in his arms, and walked out of the courtyard with a gloomy expression.

When he came to the counter in the front yard, he learned that the two men in blood clothes had returned the forbidden jade token, so they disappeared.

……

"Heck, Senior Brother, it seems that there is no place that dares to take in this Xue Wuya master and apprentice!"

At the window of a restaurant, Luo Xiangtian and the others were looking at the bloody clothes and Wang Mo on the street with disdain, the teasing meaning in their words was very obvious.

"Hey, as long as they dare to go out of the city, they will definitely let him go and never return!" The young monk said with a very angry face.

"Don't be careless, this person has a great cultivation of alchemy, and he can produce a huge resource of [-] spirit stones. His supernatural powers must not be underestimated!" The slightly stable middle-aged monk reminded carefully.

"With Senior Brother here, are you afraid that you won't be able to take him down as a little casual cultivator? Senior Brother Yuan, according to my younger sister, you are just too careful, and you haven't broken through to the Great Consummation of Core Formation at this age. If you don't change your temper , I'm afraid I won't be able to break through the Nascent Soul Realm in my whole life!" The pretty female cultivator gave him a blank look and said old-fashioned 'pointing'.

"Okay, brother has made up his mind on this matter, you don't have to go if you agree to this matter!" Luo Xiangtian glanced at the middle-aged monk indifferently, then got up and walked downstairs.

"This... yes, I obey!" Yuan Chengyan hesitated for a moment, but thinking of the expressionless face of the bloody clothes he had accidentally seen and the fleeting blood in his eyes, he bowed and agreed. .

"Coward!" The pretty female cultivator gave her a disdainful look, and followed Luo Xiangtian gracefully.

Seeing this, the rest of the people couldn't say anything more to Yuan Chengyan. After all, they relied on Luo Xiangtian, and they had to rely more on his support in the sect.

Seeing the crowd leave, Yuan Chengyan's cheeks twitched, obviously not indifferent to the cynicism of the pretty nun as he was in front of the crowd.

"Just wait, Yuan will definitely become the Nascent Soul Saint, and you will all regret it!" Yuan Chengyan said with a cold light in his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and gritted his teeth.

……

"It seems that I really don't give up, so I will let you live for a while!"

Wang Mo, who was looking for a place to live, noticed that someone was following behind him, it was Luo Xiangtian and his party, with a cold look on the corner of his mouth, he flashed away to a corner with his bloody clothes on.

Seeing that there was no one around, he lightly waved his left hand to put on the night devil's hidden cloak, and the black light flickered for a while before disappearing without a trace.

And a golden light rose from the bloody clothes, and disappeared in place in a flash.

"Huh? What about people?"

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps, Luo Xiangtian and his party chased into the corner, but there was no one there.

"Hmph!" Luo Xiangtian snorted coldly, his consciousness suddenly protruded, covering tens of miles around in an instant.

Its spiritual consciousness covered the surrounding area without any barriers, causing many low-level monks to feel a huge pressure in an instant, trembling all over, not knowing what happened.

But after a cup of tea, no trace was found, Luo Xiangtian's face darkened, and he shouted angrily: "Bastard!"

"Senior Brother Luo, what's the matter?" the pretty female cultivator hurriedly asked, and immediately realized that she had asked a stupid question.

Luo Xiangtian just glanced at her coldly, then stretched out his body towards the City Lord's Mansion with a gloomy face, and lost the trace of the bloody clothes. At this moment, all he could think of was to rely on the power of the City Lord's Mansion to seal off Tianyuan City, and keep its forced out.

It's just that what he's not sure in his heart is whether Luojia will go to war for him so much.

……

And on a hillside thousands of miles away from Tianyuan City, a chaotic killing was taking place.

"Who are you? How dare you intercept and kill me? Do you know that this old man is a monk of the Bone Sect?" A tall and thin old man glared at the few monks who intercepted him with a pale face.

And beside him, was following a young man, if Wang Mo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this man was Peng Jianfeng who had talked with him that day.

"Brother Han, these people came with bad intentions, let's fight together!" Peng Jianfeng said with a serious face.

"Hey, come on!" The three monks smiled coldly, without any hesitation, sacrificed their magic weapons, and killed the old man with a bang.

"You..." Seeing the menacing approach of the three, the old man's eyes twitched. The other party was obviously three late-stage alchemy monks. Although his own cultivation was not weak, and he was also in the late-stage alchemy, Peng Jianfeng beside him was only at the late stage of alchemy. The middle stage of knot formation.

There was a flicker in his eyes, and he sacrificed a white bone shield in an instant to protect his whole body, and he wanted to soar into the sky without even thinking about it. It was obvious that he wanted to throw Peng Jianfeng down and escape alone.

But the moment his feet left the ground, he felt a strong attack from his back, followed by a sharp pain. When he wanted to mobilize the vitality in his body again, there was no movement at all.

The figure couldn't stop rolling to the side.

"You...you are not in the middle stage of alchemy!" The old man turned his head to look at the sneak attacker with difficulty, his eyes were full of fear and disbelief, and he had already noticed the opponent's cultivation level from the blow just now.

It was Peng Jianfeng with a calm face, and the awe-inspiring expression that he said before and the old man wanted to fight together, as if they were two people.

Looking at the three monks who were relying on them, they no longer had the look of killing people and seizing treasures before, and they were nodding with Peng Jianfeng, as if they were acquaintances.

"You..." The old man was about to say something, but one of them threw a bloody fly whisk with his palms upside down, and countless bloody threads sank into the old man's body.