I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world

Then without any delay, Chen Yuan held Huang Shikai's collar in his left hand and strode towards the edge of the cliff where he came from. The summoned resentful spirit could only exist for an hour and would automatically dissipate after an hour.

It cannot be paused midway.

Huang Shikai's "invincible" entry was more useful than he thought. He had to maximize Huang Shikai's residual heat in the remaining time.

"Brother Chen Yuan."

Feilong also calmed down at this time, and hurriedly followed Chen Yang and said hurriedly: "You openly summoned Huang Shikai's resentful spirit like this. Everyone knows that you have the ability to turn the killed creatures into resentful spirits and summon them." ability!”

"With so many people watching here, the news will definitely leak out before long."

"Your trump card is gone. Can the trump card that everyone knows still be your trump card?"

Chen Yuan strode towards the edge of the cliff where he came from, speaking slightly faster.

"Who said this is a trump card?"

"Speed ​​up, time waits for no one!"

"Hey."

Wentianfang City's armored guard commander stood at the "Qiuxian Gate", the main gate of the west city wall. He looked at the retreating figures of Chen Yang, weighed the few taels of silver thrown by Chen Yang in the palm of his hand and couldn't help but smile.

"This brother is a very particular person."

"interesting."

Then he stuffed a few taels of silver into his arms, turned around and looked at the guards behind him who were watching him eagerly, laughing and scolding: "What are you doing? Can I just swallow this little money?"

"It's work!"

"After work in the evening, please go to Fufeng City for a drink!"

"I agreed in advance, just order a girl, I'll fuck you and touch her!"

"Whoever dares to pay more can pay for it himself!"

No one is left in Wentianfang City after nightfall, only inns can keep people there.

When the inn is full, everyone else needs to leave Fangshi.

This is the rule of Wentianfang City.

There are rules against fighting in Wentianfang City. Every day, many people come here to seek revenge. It doesn’t matter if they are from one family, but there are many forces coming to seek revenge. Even if Wentianfang City has a Golden Core Stage monk, I can't bear the pressure.

However, in order to seek asylum from Wentianfang City, these revenge seekers often resorted to quite generous measures.

So Wentianfang City formulated this rule after weighing it.

It not only ensures not offending too many forces, but also ensures good revenue.

Not far from Wentianfang City, there is a small auxiliary city on the top of the mountain. There are a large number of inns, restaurants, brothels, etc. for traders who do not want to go down the mountain tonight or who are in Wentianfang City.

In Auxiliary City, there are no rules against fighting.

Wentianfang City's guard team is on a rotation system, with one station every other day. Tomorrow happens to be off duty. We will take the brothers to Fufeng City to have some fun and see the three-spirited man who is said to have come from the capital. They don't even sell themselves to what kind of style a geisha is.

Give your brothers some eye contact.

The guard commander smiled happily as he thought about the scenery at night, and worked harder. As the guard of Wentianfang City, it was his duty to clean up traces of battles around Wentianfang City.

That guy doesn't need to tip him at all.

But suddenly he got an unexpected fortune, and he still couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Can it fly?"

Chen Yuan walked quickly to the young man he met when he came to the cliff: "Send me to a place, as fast as possible, and you decide the price."

"Where to go?"

This young man dressed as a scholar raised his head and casually glanced at Chen Yuan, then lowered his head again and said casually: "The world is changing so fast. Is it now fashionable to carry a resentful spirit around with you?"

"Body heat, for cooling down?"

Chen Yuan knelt down and looked at the scholar in front of him, and said calmly: "There is no specific location."

"Where are there many ferocious beasts within a radius of a hundred miles? There should be more but not too many. It is best not to be monster beasts that act in groups and have a strong sense of territory. And the cultivation of the strongest ferocious beast should not exceed Qi Refining." Expect."

"And this place needs to be ownerless and not belong to any force. Hunting ferocious beasts there will not violate the laws of Bactria, and no one will stop it."

"Tsk."

The scholar sitting cross-legged on the ground closed the little book in his hand, looked meaningfully at Chen Yuan in front of him and suddenly laughed: "Yes, of course there is. There is a place like the place you mentioned twenty miles away to the west."

"no name."

"In a grotto at the bottom of a cliff with a natural crack in the ground, about several hundred feet above the ground, there is only one kind of monster inside, called the "Human Face Spider". This is a kind of monster that cannot break through the foundation building stage in its lifetime, nor can it Birth of spiritual wisdom. "

"Loves cold, damp environments."

"But it is a ferocious beast of the pack. It reproduces quickly, rarely acts alone in group movements, and has an extremely strong sense of revenge for its companions."

"Want to go?"

After Chen Yuan thought for a moment, he nodded and said seriously: "Go, how long will it take to get there?"

"Three breaths."

"Three breaths again?"

"Hey."

The scholar laughed: "The world is so big that even three breaths can be taken away."

"Okay, but you need to wait for me there and pick me back up in an hour."

"Then give me a spiritual stone."

Then the scholar slowly closed the little book in his arms and carefully stuffed it into his arms. Then the bearded man with a beard whom they had met once at the bottom of the mountain appeared beside them at some unknown time. , before they could speak again.

Then he saw the scholar raise his right hand in front of him, with his thumb and index finger slightly touching, and the other three fingers naturally extended, pinching a Taoist formula and whispering: "Knock."

The next second——

A trembling green-bladed long sword suddenly shot out from the sleeve of the scholar's hemp clothes, turning into a ray of green light and disappearing in the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Three breaths later.

The scholar seemed to sense something and his lips moved slightly. His body disappeared in an instant, leaving only a mat made of dry grass.

Before Chen Yu and the others could react.

The bearded man standing beside him grabbed his and Fei Long's arms with both hands, and the surrounding scenery suddenly spun again. In less than a breath, when the surrounding scenery recovered again, they were already standing on a wasteland with dry land and cracks all around.

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Chen Yu looked around in disbelief. There was not an acre of spiritual field, no official road, and no human habitation. It seemed that this place had been abandoned and had been in drought for three years.

Looking far to the east.

You can vaguely see a very long mountain range wrapped in clouds and mist. That is the Wentian Mountain Range, and the Wentian Market is named after it.

Because it is located in a plain with a wide field of vision, it is impossible to judge whether it is twenty miles away from the Wentian Mountain Range, but the distance is definitely not short.

In other words,

they teleported twenty miles in three breaths?

And he roughly guessed that the scholar's entry, or the means of the technique, should be able to teleport to the place where his flying sword reaches, but he didn't know if there was any distance limit.

Let the flying sword reach the destination first, the scholar teleports there, and the scholar's brother will take them to teleport to the scholar's side.

Such means.

The world is so big that you can go there in three breaths, and it's not a boast.

He originally wanted to ask Feilong, can the flying sword of a normal foundation-building cultivator be so fast? But seeing Feilong's jaw drop to the ground in disbelief, he roughly guessed the answer.

"We're here."

The scholar, still sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked at Chen Yu and the others and said with a gentle smile: "The bottom of this crack is the cave of the "human-faced spider." "

And Fei Long, who had recovered from his shock, noticed at this time that the young man dressed as a scholar seemed to have some hidden illness in his legs and could not stand normally.