Wrath of the Immortal

"Ancestor, are you confused? He killed Third Uncle. Kill him quickly."

Murong Pangguang saw Xiao Chen put away the white jade bottle and shouted loudly outside the treasure pavilion.

As soon as he finished speaking, a spiritual palm whizzed out and landed on the right side of Murong Pangguang's face.

This palm was powerful and heavy, and Murong Pangguang's body flew backwards, and he vomited blood after landing.

Looking at the right side of Murong Pangguang's face, it immediately swelled up, and the blood-red palm prints were clearly visible.

"Ancestor, why are you hitting me? You should hit him."

Murong Pangguang was stunned, stood up with difficulty, and asked loudly.

"You are the one who will be beaten. If you keep talking nonsense, your cultivation will be abolished."

Murong Tianlang roared.

For some reason, he himself still hasn't come out.

"Little brother, I will humiliate you. I want to kill you or cut you into pieces. I will deal with you as you please!"

When Murong Pangguang heard his ancestor's voice, his expression changed drastically and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Senior, don't kill me, I know I was wrong..."

Murong Pang Guang immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Xiao Chen.

His forehead was bright red, but he didn't dare to stop kowtow, for fear that Xiao Chen would kill him in anger.

"Senior, this junior will remember the kindness of the Murong family and will definitely repay it in the future."

Xiao Chen cupped his hands in thanks and turned into a stream of light and flew away through the sky.

"Ancestor, this man killed my third uncle, why don't you kill him?"

Murong Pangguang then stood up. He looked towards the direction of the Treasure Pavilion and said with great dissatisfaction.

"When he killed three provinces, he used the legendary magical finger of heaven and earth. I may not be able to block this finger."

Murong Tianlang's voice was not loud, and he could clearly feel the lingering fear in his tone.

It was also for this reason that he did not take action and took the initiative to send out the soul nourishing liquid.

In the world of immortality, everything is respected by strength.

Right now, the war with the Yuwen family has reached a fever pitch.

If they provoke powerful enemies again, the Murong family is likely to perish.

Murong Tianlang did this as a result of careful consideration.

A bottle of soul nourishing liquid can turn enemies into friends, why not?

As for Murong Sansheng's death, Murong Tianlang didn't care.

He has long been displeased with such trash talkers and arrogant people.

Even if such a person is retained, he will become a scourge to the family in the future.

"Ah! Is that fingering technique so powerful?"

Murong Pangguang's eyes widened when he heard his ancestor's words.

He couldn't imagine how the other party mastered such a spell.

With just one finger, he can cross the level and kill, which will make the ancestors of the Golden Core Stage fearful.

"San Sheng's death, I hope you can learn a lesson. If you continue to be arrogant, I will kill you with my own hands."

After Murong Tianlang said these words, the door of the Treasure Pavilion slowly closed.

"Disciples must follow the teachings of our ancestors."

Murong Pangguang bent down and clasped his fists, saying respectfully.

As for Xiao Chen, after getting the soul nourishing liquid, he headed straight to the northwest.

It is stated on the map of Qin that there is a trading market for immortal cultivators.

If you want to save your mother, you must refine the soul-calling flag into a soul-nurturing flag.

It is not difficult to refine the soul-nourishing banner, and it requires an astonishing number of items.

There is one item among them that is not available in the alchemy building and needs to be purchased at the trading market.

Not long after, Xiao Chen came to a valley.

The valley is astonishingly large, with a radius of ten miles. Immortal cultivators can be seen coming in and out from time to time.

There is a simple tracking array around the valley.

This formation cannot stop the immortal cultivators from entering. At most, it can only make mortals lose their way and become trapped in it.

Xiao Chen's figure flashed and quickly flew into the formation.

As soon as he entered the formation, more than ten rays of divine consciousness fell on him.

Those consciousnesses only paused for a moment and then quickly moved away.

Xiao Chen's heart tightened, as one of his spiritual consciousnesses actually sensed a strong pressure.

Xiao Chen had encountered this kind of coercion before, and it could only be exerted at the Golden Core stage.

He did not expect that this place was a market organized by casual cultivators, and there were also Golden Core cultivators there.

Xiao Chen looked solemn and became alert.

His eyes swept around him, and then his figure flashed and landed on the ground in the valley.

The situation in the valley can be seen at a glance.

Just like an ordinary temple fair, there are rows of street stalls around it.

In front of each stall, one or more monks stood.

Some of them were shouting loudly to sell their items.

There are also some people who sit cross-legged with their eyes closed, looking like they don’t want to buy.

Xiao Chen raised his eyes and saw that there were thousands of casual cultivators setting up stalls in the valley.

There are tens of thousands of people like him who come to Taobao to shop.

Most of these people came in groups, and only Xiao Chen came alone.

Xiao Chen quickly walked past the stall, and the items for sale passed by quickly.

There are many kinds of cinnabar, charms, magic weapons, and elixirs.

Xiao Chen would not buy these things. He only came here for one thing.

Soul Melting Grass! ! !

A kind of herb that can perfectly integrate the soul-nourishing liquid into the soul-calling flag.

This grass is common in the world of immortality and mostly grows on cliffs.

Because it is insignificant in shape and difficult to preserve, it will only appear at trade fairs.

Xiao Chen didn't have time to search, otherwise, he wouldn't have come here.

Not long after leaving, Xiao Chen stopped in front of a street stall.

This stall is not big and sells a variety of medicinal materials, including soul-melting grass.

Xiao Chen picked up the soul-melting grass and looked at it carefully.

The owner of the stall, named Zhang Guofeng, is in his thirties and is closing his eyes to relax.

When Xiao Chen picked up the soul-melting grass, Zhang Guofeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Chen indifferently.

"Little brother, don't touch it if you don't want to buy it."

After Zhang Guofeng finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.

Xiao Chen ignored him and was identifying the age of the soul-melting grass.

Only when it reaches a hundred years old can the desired effect be achieved.

"Didn't you hear what I said just now?"

Zhang Guofeng opened his eyes and asked in a very unfriendly manner.

"How many spirit stones are these ten soul-melting grasses?"

Xiao Chen confirmed that the age of the soul-melting grass reached a hundred years, and asked Zhang Guofeng.

"One hundred yuan, top-grade spirit stones!"

Zhang Guofeng answered casually.

"Brother, the soul-melting grass is not worth much at all, don't ask for a sky-high price."

"Everyone knows that this grass is only useful when used with the soul-nourishing liquid, and it will wither if not used within three days."

"Who among us has the soul-nourishing liquid? No matter how high your price is, no one will buy it."

"..."

At this time, someone happened to pass by and said three sentences to Zhang Guofeng.

Zhang Guofeng glared at the man and said nothing.

The man looked at Xiao Chen, shook his head, and then turned away.

"Cheaper, I want them all!"

Xiao Chen also felt that Zhang Guofeng's price was too high, so he spoke up.

"How much do you want to pay?"

Zhang Guofeng asked.

"You may not be able to accept the price I offer."

Xiao Chen didn't have many spirit stones on him, and could only take out a hundred top-grade spirit stones at most.

"Tell me..."

Zhang Guofeng smiled slightly, signaling Xiao Chen to make a bold offer.

"Three top-grade spirit stones."

When Xiao Chen was a child, he often went to the town to sell firewood, and he knew how to bargain.

If Zhang Guofeng thought it was too little, he would continue to raise the price.

"Deal!!!"

Zhang Guofeng stood up and handed the soul-nourishing grass to Xiao Chen.

His speed was so fast that Xiao Chen was secretly shocked.

It seemed that he was afraid that Xiao Chen would regret it and was unwilling to take out three top-grade spirit stones.

"Uh..."

Xiao Chen was stunned and looked at Zhang Guofeng in surprise.

He hasn't raised the price yet! Is it a deal now?

"If you dare to say it, I dare to sell it. It's a small business, and I won't cheat anyone..."

Zhang Guofeng seemed to have changed into a different person, and he laughed at Xiao Chen.

Then, he poked his hand, signaling Xiao Chen to take the money quickly.

Xiao Chen was speechless for a while, and suddenly felt cheated.

He was not the kind of person who didn't keep his word. He took out the spirit stone depressed and turned to leave.

"What an idiot, this kind of soul-nourishing grass can be dug in the valley over there, and you still come here to spend money to buy it..."

Zhang Guofeng put away the spirit stone, looked at Xiao Chen's back as he left, and muttered in a low voice.

Although the voice was not loud, Xiao Chen still heard it, and his eyes lit up immediately.

If these soul-melting grasses were not refined into soul-nourishing flags, there would be no worries about having no place to dig.

"Top-grade magic weapon, sold at a low price, only 500 spirit stones..."

Just as Xiao Chen was about to leave, he suddenly heard a loud shout in his ear, and subconsciously stopped.