Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Outside the west gate of Fengqiao Town, it became dead silent in the blink of an eye!

Ye Ling put away the two fourth-level spirit beasts and returned to Fengqiao Town with Song Qiong calmly. The two spread their spiritual senses and did not detect any figure, so Ye Ling ordered: "It's time, we should go."

Song Qiong nodded and took out an exquisite storage bag: "Master, please condescend to enter the bag and stay for a while. Qiong'er will definitely send the master to the place in the shortest time!"

Ye Ling flashed in, and in order to restrain his breath, he performed the water hiding technique and hid himself in the dark blue water bubble, making it foolproof and ensuring that the female cultivators of Fengchi Sect would not see anything unusual.

Song Qiong solemnly put away the storage bag, stepped onto the teleportation array on the west street of Fangshi, embedded three spirit stones into the light column of the teleportation array, and teleported directly back to Fengchi Sect!

Song Qiong's figure disappeared for a long time, and then gradually people appeared on the West Street of Fangshi. They were the Yuxu Sect disciples who escaped and went back to report the news. They looked around.

"Reporting to the elder sister! There seems to be no one outside the city gate. They left!"

Then, at the gate of Wanbao Pavilion, the figure of Cao Zhen, the proud daughter of the Cao family, appeared. She was elegant and draped in a bright red cloak, with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Did you see clearly? The blue-shirted cultivator was carrying a fourth-level spirit beast?"

The disciples of Yuxu Sect responded with lingering fear: "It must be a fourth-level spirit beast, one of which can throw ice cubes, and the other is too fast. I didn't see it clearly. I don't know if it is a fourth-level spirit marten or a spirit rat. The pressure comparable to the initial stage of foundation building is definitely correct!"

Following them out, there was also the furious eldest son of the Han family, Han Junhong. He was pointing at the surviving servants and cursing them, saying that they were all good-for-nothings. The people sent out to follow him suffered heavy casualties. If he went back, he didn't know how to explain to the ancestor!

Cao Zhen frowned, glared at the eldest son Han, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Han, calm down. It's a blessing that not all the people died!"

Han Junhong yelled: "They, a man and a woman, bid for all the third-level top-grade equipment at the Wanbao Pavilion auction. They are clearly embarrassing us! And they killed so many people wantonly. They are so arrogant. I will go back and report to the ancestor immediately, and ask the ancestor to send the uncles in the family who have established the foundation to hunt them down!"

The surviving members of the Han family were frightened when they heard that the eldest son was going to report to the ancestor.

They quickly put the blame on the elite disciples of Yuxu Sect, saying, "It's all their fault. They fought with us to compete for those two people. Otherwise, how could there be such heavy casualties!"

The monks of Yuxu Sect raised their eyebrows and shouted, "Nonsense! It was your Han family who provoked first. It's all your fault!"

"Enough!" Cao Zhen stopped everyone with a cold voice and sneered, "It's good that you didn't die. Anyone who can carry two fourth-level mutant spirit beasts must be a strong man in the foundation-building period!"

Everyone was shocked, and Han Junhong's face changed drastically.

Han Junhong recalled the blue-shirted monk wearing a bamboo hat. He felt a chill when his spiritual sense could not detect his cultivation level. "Yes! He always concealed his cultivation level in secret, and bought a lot of third-level top-quality equipment, which made us mistakenly think that he was also a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training. So, he is really a foundation-building cultivator, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?"

"Ten times! I see that the tall female cultivator in the eighth level of Qi training is obedient to him. At most, she is his concubine. The identity of this blue-shirted monk is obvious!"

Cao Zhen said with certainty. With a pair of cold eyes, she looked at the corpses and blood flowing everywhere outside the west gate of Fengqiao Town. She looked at the silent night sky and murmured: "According to this young lady's judgment, they will definitely not ride the sword light to the western suburbs outside the city. Because that is your Han family's territory, he killed the Han family's servants, and they will not be unprepared."

No matter how stupid Han Junhong was, he guessed something and said suddenly: "Oh! Yes, they didn't go to the western suburbs, they must have gone to the five major sects around Fengqiao Town from the teleportation array in the city gate! Could he be a foundation-building elder of a sect? "

The disciple of Yuxu Sect gritted his teeth and said, "It's definitely not from our Yuxu Sect! How could the elders of our sect slaughter the younger generation of the same sect?"

The disciple of the Han family on the opposite side also shouted, "It's definitely not the Yuncang Sect. Half of our Han family members are disciples of the Yuncang Sect. "

Cao Zhen nodded and said smartly: "It can't be Fengchi Sect, because Fengchi Sect has no male cultivators, let alone male elders in the foundation-building stage! The only ones left are Yaogu Sect and Nansheng Sect!"

Han Junhong's expression became solemn. In his eyes, Yaogu was a sect that collected herbs and made pills. Its combat power was not strong. He had never heard of any elder of Yaogu who could have two mutant fourth-level spirit beasts at the same time, so he directly ruled it out.

Han Junhong sighed bitterly, "The only possibility is the powerful Nansheng Sect! The blue-shirted monk wearing a bamboo hat is most likely an elder of the Nansheng Sect."

Cao Zhen also took a breath of cold air: "Great minds think alike! You and I go back and report to our respective families and sects. Then we will discuss and go to the Nansheng Sect together to question their leader Tang Xiong!"

Han Junhong felt his scalp tingling. The leader of the Nansheng Sect, Tang Xiong, is the strongest person in the foundation-building period around Fengqiao Town, with the cultivation of the ninth level of foundation-building. I am afraid that the ancestor may not dare to question him.

But now, in front of Miss Cao, Han Junhong couldn't lose face for his family, so he quickly agreed.

After these conjectures, the two of them packed up their remaining troops and returned to their Xiuxian families and sects, ready to bear Tang Xiong's rage.

At this moment, Song Qiong had already teleported back to Fengchi Sect, took off the veil covering her face, pretended to be calm, and walked towards the forbidden area of ​​the sect.

Among the Qi training disciples of Fengchi Sect, Song Qiong's status was not low. After all, she was a strong man of the eighth level of Qi training. She was quite prestigious in the eyes of her junior sister on weekdays. However, after staying in Yunhuan Valley for more than ten days, the indifference of the elders of Fengchi Sect made her completely chilled.

But in the eyes of the weak female disciples of the outer and inner sects, Song Qiong, as an elite disciple, still has a high status. The junior sisters she met along the way all bowed to her and greeted her sweetly.

Song Qiong was indifferent to them and nodded as a response. She was carrying her master in her storage bag, and she must not lose him. She must quickly send him to the sect's forbidden area, the Fengchi Water Prison, which is like an underwater maze. Few people step into it, so it is a relatively safe place.

"Hehe, where are you going, sister Qiong? Why are you back so late at night?"

Song Qiong just turned around the pavilion near the Fengchi Pond and ran into junior sisters Han Xiang and Fang Liu.

As both elite female disciples, the two girls were both at the seventh level of Qi training, so of course they dared to joke with Song Qiong.

When Song Qiong saw the two women, she was slightly startled and stunned for a moment. After hesitating for a long time, she forced a smile and said, "Uh... I have lost a lot of equipment recently, so I went to Fengqiao Town Night Market to buy some third-level magic tools and robes."

What she said was true. Since fighting with Ye Ling, Song Qiong's previous third-level top-quality equipment has been worn out. Now, thanks to the master's reward of spiritual stones, and the auction of better equipment at the Wanbao Pavilion, she is so happy.

Fang Liu saw that she was absent-minded and distracted, and saw that she showed a proud look on her face. Fang Liu smiled: "Oh, I see! Sister Qiong is still lying to us. Hey, is she going to meet her lover somewhere?"

Han Xiang also suspected wrongly, and Fang Liu kept thinking about it in a wrong way. She covered her mouth and smiled: "I think so too! When will you take us to have a look? Let's see which immortal family's son he is from and what he looks like? I wonder if he is worthy of our sister Qiong?"

Song Qiong didn't have time to tease them. She spat and hurriedly left.

"Oh, sister Qiong is angry. Tsk tsk, it seems that she must be!"

"I guess, sister Qiong didn't chase any disciples of the 'Medicine' Valley Sect these days, but she went to meet her lover and came back today."

Han Xiang and Fang Liu made bold guesses, and went back to their rooms after laughing.

Song Qiong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the two 'women' didn't follow him. Taking advantage of the night, after looking around and seeing no one, Song Qiong quietly hid by the Phoenix Pond, slapped a water hiding talisman, and sank into the Phoenix Pond!