Immortal cultivation starts with copying

When Chen Yunhao and a dozen of his fellow apprentices set out on the journey, they finally understood why there were so many people traveling this time.

It is said that the demon cultivator who committed several tragic crimes in Yunhuazhou fled to Taihuazhou, and two small families of independent cultivators have been wiped out.

Several sects in Yunhuazhou have united and sent their masters to Taihuazhou to hunt them down.

It is for this reason that the fellow apprentices traveled together to avoid accidents.

The journey was smooth. At first, the leading brothers were a little nervous and worried, but they were relieved when they saw that they were about to reach the market.

In fact, the most worried were Chen Yunhao's disciples in the Qi Refining Stage. The demon cultivator was said to be in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment, with good strength and escaped from the encirclement several times.

After entering the market smoothly, everyone was really relieved.

Although the market here is small in scale, there are two cultivators in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment, so safety is guaranteed.

When he came to the market this time, Chen Yunhao obviously felt that the flow of people was not as much as last time.

Originally, the most people who came to this kind of small market were independent cultivators. Because of the appearance of the demon cultivators, people were panicked. The independent cultivators who were not strong in the first place naturally did not dare to show up casually.

As soon as they entered the market, the brothers scattered and went to do their own things.

Chen Yunhao said hello to his senior brother and the second senior brother, and went to find buyers.

There were thirty or forty shops in the market, and there were more stalls on the roadside, with about sixty or seventy people.

This time Chen Yunhao had to find a buyer again, and he would not go to the shop where he traded last time.

Since he went home to visit his relatives last time, Chen Yunhao has become mature, thinking more about problems, and considering more comprehensively.

The spirit gathering bead and the worst storage bag were sold to a shop, and twenty-seven low-grade spirit stones were obtained.

Two green wood shields and a good quality storage bag were sold to the other three shops respectively.

After these three magic tools were used, a total of 76 low-grade spiritual stones were obtained, and a total of 103 low-grade spiritual stones were obtained.

With spiritual stones in hand, he bought 20 Qi-boosting pills in two shops respectively.

It was indeed cumbersome to do this, but there was only one purpose, which was to keep the wealth secret.

Because there were more people coming this time, they naturally had to go back together. With more people, more time would be wasted.

So this time, the time spent in the market was longer, and Chen Yunhao had enough time to pick up bargains on the street stalls.

When Chen Yunhao was bargaining with the stall owner with a piece of ore, a violent spiritual power fluctuation came from the air four or five miles outside the market.

As a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, Chen Yunhao felt the explosive spiritual power fluctuation, not to mention the cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

This kind of spiritual power fluctuation can only be caused by a fight between the two sides, and cultivators who have experience in fighting know it.

The entire market was quiet in an instant, and almost everyone looked outside the market.

A figure flew up from the depths of the market, stood above the market, pinched several spells with both hands, and shouted in a low voice.

"Rise..."

As soon as the voice fell, a flash of spiritual light flashed around the market, and a formation enveloped the entire market.

The one who stayed above the market was Zhao Zheng, one of the founders of the market, a famous late-stage foundation-building cultivator in Taihua Prefecture.

He had activated the defense formation of the market. No matter what, it was his responsibility to ensure the safety of the market, otherwise no one would come to the market to trade in the future.

Because of being isolated by the formation, most cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage could no longer sense the spiritual power fluctuations in the distance.

But cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage could still sense it. Some cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage practiced a technique similar to the Dharma Eye, which not only allowed them to see far, but also allowed them to continue to see what was happening in the distance through the formation.

Four or five miles away from the market, a man in a black robe stood in the air, surrounded by sixteen or seventeen cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, forming a circle.

"You coward, let's see where you can escape this time..."

Although the dozen or so foundation-building cultivators were not from the same sect, one of them was obviously the leader.

Although facing a dozen foundation-building cultivators, the black-robed man did not seem to be panicked at all, and even his hands did not stop moving.

A flying knife about ten feet long chopped down from the air, and before the knife arrived, the fishy wind blew in his face.

As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader, and this attack went straight to the cultivator with the strongest cultivation.

The dozen or so cultivators did not stand still, but each used their own methods.

Some used knives, some used swords, some used talismans, and some used spells. In short, all kinds of spiritual power flashed at the scene, which was very lively.

The black-robed man was in the middle, and all kinds of attacks were directed at him.

But this black-robed man had a protective treasure, a magical instrument that looked like a tortoise shell.

Looking at the fluctuations of spiritual power on the magical instrument, it was obviously a top-grade magical instrument.

This tortoise-shell magic weapon is only three or four feet in size, and it keeps moving around the black-robed man's body.

The attacks of more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators were all blocked by this tortoise-shell magic weapon. After such a long time, the spiritual power fluctuations on the tortoise shell have not weakened at all.

Such a treasure, the dozen foundation-building cultivators who besieged it were all envious.

Although there are rare treasures to protect themselves, everyone's cultivation is not much different after all. Being besieged by more than a dozen cultivators with similar cultivation, the black-robed man is obviously still struggling.

If it weren't for the extraordinary power of the cultivation method, an ordinary cultivator would have been killed in three or five breaths. It is already an anomaly that he can hold on for more than ten breaths until now.

Suddenly, the flying knife of the black-robed man increased by more than twice in the air, attracting everyone's attention.

When everyone was distracted, another spiritual light flashed from the black-robed man's hand.

This spiritual light grew in the wind, and a long spear of about ten feet flashed in the air, which was another top-grade magic weapon.

Top-grade magic weapons are not common things. Look at the hands of the dozen or so foundation-building cultivators who were besieging, only two of them held top-grade magic weapons, and the rest were still holding middle-grade magic weapons.

This spear was as fast as lightning and went straight to the weakest cultivator present.

Only a scream was heard, and the cultivator in the early stage of foundation building looked at the blood hole in his chest caused by the spear, and fell from the air with a look of disbelief.

The siege formation suddenly had a gap, which was exactly what the black-robed man wanted.

"Get out of the way..."

The huge flying knife's spiritual power surged, and an arc of cold light cut through the void, forcing several foundation-building cultivators to retreat quickly.

At this time, a burst of blood light appeared on the black-robed man's body, and his swimming figure suddenly accelerated, like an arrow from a bow, flashing through the gap and jumping out of the encirclement.

"Hahaha..."

A burst of arrogant laughter sounded, and the black-robed man seemed to have used some secret method, and his figure flashed in the air like a blood light, and he ran hundreds of feet away in a breath.