City Lord’s Mansion. Back garden.

In a pavilion, there were two people sitting around the table and playing chess game. One of the two men’s old men with a red face was Duanmujie, the lord of Taihua City. His cultivation has reached the early stage of Mahayana and has been in charge of Taihua City for more than 3,000 years.

Another middle-aged scholar named Xia Bing, who is Duanmujie's deputy. His cultivation has reached the early stage of Mahayana. In terms of strength, he is almost no less than Duanmujie...

The two have worked together for many years, and they have a close relationship with each other, and their love is better than brothers. As long as they have free time, they will play chess here, chatting and drinking tea, leisurely and endless fun!

Today, when the two of them were playing chess, a subordinate came to disrupt the situation. Originally, they were a little unhappy when they disturbed the chess. However, when they heard the subordinate report the matter, the two stopped and looked at each other, and both saw the solemn and surprised in each other's eyes.

"Peng Yu, can you find out their details?" Duanmujie asked in a deep voice.

"Qi Bicheng Lord, the six of them, except for the one named Ling Feng, who was a cultivator in the late stage of the God Transformation, the remaining five were all witch cultivators, and they belonged to the twelve branches of the Witch Clan. The cultivation level has reached the late stage of the Spirit Witch Clan." Peng Yu, who was standing outside the pavilion, replied respectfully.

"How could an immortal cultivator get involved with five witch cultivators? It's strange..." Duanmujie frowned slightly after hearing this, pondered for a moment, and asked Peng Yu: "Are you sure that Ling Feng is an immortal cultivator?"

"The six of them seemed to be wearing witches with hidden breaths. Generally speaking, it was really hard to see their background. However, because the 'Ice Heart Art' that is practiced by his subordinates is the most capable of spying on others' aura, he can see through their identities at a glance." Peng Yu said carefully, "I am sure that five of them must be witch cultivators. As for Ling Feng, the wind attribute spiritual power he exudes is very strong, and he is also a talisman maker, so he should definitely be an immortal cultivator!"

Having said this, a little hesitation appeared on his face, he hesitated for a moment. He said, "However, in addition to the aura of an immortal cultivator, he seemed to have a faint aura of a witch cultivator, which was judged by his subordinates. It should be caused by his wearing a witch weapon!"

"Peng Yu, Peng Yu, the older you are, the more confused you are!" Duanmujie's deputy Xia Bing said at this moment, "You don't need to think about it. The Witch Dao Method is completely different from my Immortal Method. If Ling Feng is an immortal cultivator, how can he have the ability to use the witch-making tools made by witches?"

As soon as these words were said, a sudden look appeared on Peng Yu's face. He slapped his head and exclaimed, "Yes, why did I forget this!" He paused. He looked at Duanmujie and the others again, and said in confusion: "But, this Ling Feng is really a talisman maker with great potential. This point is not false as his subordinates say. Judging from this situation, unless... unless he is..."

"Don't think too much. He must be from the Witch Clan and also cultivates the two methods of immortal witch!" Before Peng Yu could say anything later, Duanmu Jie had already made a statement. He saw that the Mahayana-stage strong man had his eyes flashing at this moment, and his face was filled with surprise. He slowly said: "Although the Witch Clan has declined, there are many spiritual witch-level cultivators. However, there are geniuses like this who practiced the dual cultivation of immortal witches and practiced the Immortal Taoism Method to the late stage of the God Transformation, and are also proficient in the way of making talismans. I have lived for tens of thousands of years, and this is the first time I heard of it!"

It is not difficult to hear from his words that this peerless Mahayana powerhouse was very interested in Ling Feng.

After pausing for a moment, his eyes turned to Peng Yu, who was standing with his hands down outside the pavilion, and said, "Leave the broken spiritual treasure and you can retreat. Remember, treat these witch clan juniors well. I will arrange the rest properly!"

"Abide by the order!"

Peng Yu took out the black tortoise shell and handed it to Duanmujie. He took a step back and turned around and left. After he left, Xia Bing frowned slightly, looked at Duanmujie, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that these six juniors should be the newcomers sent by the witch clan to 'that place'!"

"It shouldn't be wrong!" Duanmujie nodded in agreement. He thought for a while and said to Xia Bing: "After hundreds of years ago, the Lord of the Palace had ordered all major cities to pay close attention. Once we found a team of witch cultivators composed of six people, we would report it immediately. At present, it is obvious that these six juniors are the candidates that Lord of the Palace asked us to pay attention to. Brother Xia, please ask you something. From now on, you don't need to worry about the big and small affairs in the city. Focus on me to keep an eye on these six juniors and pay close attention to their every move. Including, after they leave the city, you must also keep an eye on them. After I report to Lord of the Palace, make the next decision."

Xia Bing nodded after hearing this. Then, curiosity appeared on his face, his body leaned forward, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Duanmu, we are in harmony, I won't beat around the bush if you have anything to say. Why do we Lord of the Palace is so interested in these witch cultivators? Could it be that he also wants to enter 'that place'? Even if he goes in, what can he do? Although the ancestor witch artifact has the power to destroy the world, it is not used by us practitioners. Even if Lord of the Palace, it is just a waste and is useless at all!"

"I don't know the specific situation of this matter!" Duanmujie thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "However, I once heard the Lord of the Mansion accidentally say something, as if there was a great secret hidden in the 'that place'. It can allow the Mahayana cultivator to break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and become the secret of the peak powerhouse in the tribulation stage!"

After hearing this, Xia Bing's eyes were hot and she couldn't wait to say, "Brother Duanmu, if this is true, why don't we both..."

"Brother Xia!"

Before he could say the words behind him, Duanmu Jie was interrupted by Duanmu Jie's outrageous voice. Duanmu Jie looked extremely solemn at this moment, shook his hand at Xia Bing, and said with the sound transmission technique: "You and my brothers are in harmony, so I might as well say something directly. Regardless of the authenticity of this matter, just 'that place' is located in the territory of the demon clan in the north of Zhelongfu. With the identity of me, the two of us, Mahayana monks, if we enter rashly, we will definitely attract the strong demon clan to besiege."

Having said this, he paused, his face smiled bitterly, and continued, "I guess you know that Zhelong Mansion is the home of the 'madman's'. It angered him. Not to mention us, even the nine Immortal Emperors, they dare not provoke him easily. Therefore, Brother Xia, you must not have other ideas. We just need to do our duty and report this matter to the truth!"

"Brother Duanmu said!"

After hearing this, Xia Bing nodded repeatedly and said yes. In fact, he had another thought in his mind, "If there is no great opportunity, even if I exhaust my whole life's strength, my cultivation level will only be able to go up to another level. At the middle stage of the Mahayana, it will be considered to be the top of the spiritual world. Now, there is such a good opportunity that can make me become a peak powerhouse in the spiritual world. Even if the road ahead is full of dangers, I must not miss it!"

At this time, he had made up his mind to fight to the death.

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Making talismans is a boring and boring chore. Since the moment Ling Feng entered the wing room, he has been busy day and night. During this period, no companion came to disturb him. I believe they all hope that Ling Feng could refine the talismans needed for Feiyunju as soon as possible, so that they could obtain the ancient witch holy weapon they had always dreamed of.

In the first few days, Ling Feng was not very skilled in refining talismans. Basically, the talisman rate was only maintained at about 60%. After working hard every day, he could only refine more than twenty talismans. Gradually, his talisman rate began to increase, and his talisman production speed also greatly accelerated. At most one day, he could refine as many as sixty or seventy.

In this way, forty days later, most of the blank talismans obtained from Fei Yunju were used. At this moment, Ling Feng let out a sigh, and his spiritual sense swept through the various attribute talismans piled up on the cloud bed. A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Two thousand one hundred and eighty-two!

In just forty days, he actually refined so many talismans, with a talisman rate of more than 80%. If he used up all the remaining blank talismans, he believed that he could still refine thousands of talismans.

The number required for Feiyunju is far more than that. Ling Feng does not intend to continue at this moment. He put away the talismans on the cloud bed and then got out of the bed and walked out of the door.

With a squeak, the door was opened. A long-lost ray of Hexi's sunshine shone on his face in his eyes. Ling Feng felt an indescribable warmth and comfort. Taking a deep breath, he walked out of the courtyard, preparing to meet with his companions and then decide what to do next!

"Ling Feng!"

As soon as he took a few steps forward, Bai Xiaoyue’s crisp and nice voice came from behind him.

Why did I forget that this girl lives in the same courtyard as me!

Ling Feng suddenly realized in his heart. He quickly turned around and looked back. He saw that the door of the wing where Bai Xiaoyue lived was opened. Apart from her, the rest of her companions were here, and there were two strangers, one old and one young, who were also in the wing.

"Brother Ling, how are your talismans refined?"

Ai Xiaofei walked out of the room first and asked with excitement. She was the most anxious person. At this moment, her mind was full of the shadow of the "Three Absolute Divine Wood Staff". The first thing she said when she saw Ling Feng was to ask how the talismans were refined? You must know that only a sufficient talisman could be exchanged for the ancient holy weapon from Feiyunju.

"It's all done!" Ling Feng replied with a smile.

Ai Xiaofei cheered after hearing this. The other people were also smiling and very happy.

"Brother Ling, thank you for your hard work!"

Shi Gandang walked up, patted Ling Feng's shoulder with his hand, and said with a smile. After these days of resting and recuperating, the sequelae caused by his use of the secret technique of the Rock Clan "Stone Crash" has long been eliminated, and his arms have grown again. I guess it was learned from Bai Xiaoyue and the other two that Ling Feng refined talismans to exchange for the ancient witch's holy weapon. This straightforward man was full of gratitude at this moment.

"A small matter!" Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

At this time, except for the old and the young, all the companions surrounded them. Ling Feng had extremely sharp senses and did not emit his spiritual sense. He used his observation to detect the two strangers. The unique aura of the witch clan was faintly emitted from his body. He couldn't help but look at them and asked, "These two are..."

"They are the tribe members living in seclusion in the city!"

Bai Xiaoyue smiled slightly and said. Then, under her introduction, Ling Feng learned that the old and the young were father and son, the old man was named Zhong Fan, and the young man was named Zhong Hou. He was born in the soul clan among the twelve branches of the witch clan, and his cultivation level reached the great witch realm, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage of the immortal cultivator. The witch cultivator who lived in seclusion in Taihua City belonged to the father and son, who had the highest cultivation level.

"Zhong Fan has met Lord Ling!" After Bai Xiaoyue introduced him, the father and son immediately stepped forward and bowed to Ling Feng, with a very respectful tone.

Among the witch clan, although the etiquette of seniority does not pay as much attention to as those of immortal cultivators, it will not exceed it. The etiquette that should be obtained must be followed.

Ling Feng nodded to the two of them, then he turned his eyes to his companions and asked, "How is it? Can you discuss ways to deal with that demon cultivator?"

"Don't mention that guy! I'm so angry when I mention it!" Ai Xiaofei said hatefully.

Seeing her angry face, Ling Feng asked after asking, he learned that after the giant eagle demon cultivator checked in this inn, he had come to the courtyard where they lived repeatedly, clamoring and cursing, and said something unbearable. Ai Xiaofei is the hottest, Shi Gandang is the most upright. They could not bear the clamor of the demon cultivator, and almost rushed out for a while. Fortunately, Bai Xiaoyue and the others tried their best to hold on, so they did not cause any trouble.

You should know that any monks are prohibited from fighting in the city, and violators will be severely punished. If Ai Xiaofei and Shi Gandang act irresponsible, they may not need the Giant Eagle Demon Cultivator to take action, and they will die at the hands of law enforcement monks in the city.

"We have come up with a way to deal with the demon cultivator, but..." At this time, Bai Xiaoyue showed a little hesitant expression, thought for a while, and continued: "But it will cost a valuable spiritual crystal!"

If it is something that the Spirit Crystal can solve, then there will be no problem.

Ling Feng didn't think much and asked directly, "What method? How many spiritual crystals are needed?"

Bai Xiaoyue did not answer, and her beautiful eyes turned to the father and son standing aside with their hands hanging down. Then, Zhong Fan stepped forward and walked half a step and said to Ling Feng: "Master Ling, it is not difficult to solve this giant eagle demon cultivator. As long as you can get 30,000 spirit crystals, the villain has a way to hire a fusion cultivator to help and kill this demon cultivator!"

So that's it! Ling Feng suddenly realized that when he heard this, at the Tianlan interface, a large number of casual cultivators gathered in the Siping City he managed. As long as he could afford to produce spirit stones, even if these casual cultivators were allowed to go up to the sword mountain and the sea of ​​fire, there would be no problem in the city and city of the spiritual world.

"There is no need to worry about Lingjing. But there is one thing that needs to be paid attention to. We should spend money to hire people to do things and find a good reputation. If it is driving a tiger in the front door and a wolf in the back door, it will be troublesome!" Ling Feng said in a serious tone.

His worries are not without reason. In the chaotic spiritual world, the phenomenon of the strong prey on the weak is as common as possible. No one can guarantee that after the invited helpers wipe out their opponents, they will not feel greedy and fight back.

"Mr. Ling, please rest assured!" Zhong Fan smiled and said, "The villain knows a demon cultivator. His cultivation has reached the late stage of fusion. He is honest and has the most important promise. He will never do anything to betray his faith!"

After hearing this, Ling Feng felt a "crack" in his heart, and it was a little cold. He asked the demon cultivator to deal with his kind, but it seemed unreliable.

Zhong Fan saw what he was worried about and smiled and said, "Mr. Ling must not know that in the eyes of demon cultivators, except for the same origin and species, the others are foreign races. Some demon cultivators who are born with mutual restraint are even more powerful enemies of life and death, and they will fight to the end as soon as they meet." At this point, he paused and continued, "The reason why this combination of demon cultivator known to the villain is that he will sign a blood contract with his employer before collecting money. If he regrets it or does something unfavorable to the employer, he will immediately be backfired by the blood contract and greatly reduced his Taoism. Therefore, he will never do such a thing that goes against his faith!"

Since that's the case, what else can I worry about? Ling Feng nodded after hearing this and said, "No need to delay. Please take us to find that person now and discuss specific matters!"

"good!"

Zhong Fan simply responded. Then, without saying much, everyone walked out of the courtyard together.

After leaving the inn, led by Zhong Fan and his son, everyone followed the spacious street and headed towards the west of the city. After walking for more than ten steps, Ling Feng suddenly stopped. At the same time, Bai Xiaoyue and the other two stopped. Only Zhong Fan and his son, who did not notice it for a while, walked forward a few steps before they reacted and turned around and walked over.

They were about to speak, but they saw Ling Feng making a gesture of silence, and then said to the two of them with voice transmission: "We were targeted by the demon cultivator with his spiritual sense, which would shock the snake. You father and son will take one step first, and we will come later!"

Zhong Fan immediately understood and replied with the sound transmission technique: "That man now lives in Zuiyue Tower on West Street!" After that, he winked at his son Zhong Hou, and the father and son immediately separated and quickly left in different directions.

Not long after leaving the inn, Ling Feng felt a wisp of dim consciousness that locked him firmly. At the same time, Bai Xiaoyue and the others also found something was wrong. In order to get rid of this serious problem, they had to be careful. After Zhong Fan and his son left, the six people discussed it with the sound transmission technique before continuing to move forward.

At a corner of a street, there was an unmanned alley. Ling Feng walked in first, and the other five people followed him. After they all entered the alley, Ling Feng shouted to his five companions with voice transmission: "Start!"

The six people quickly changed their figures and formed a formation. Ling Feng stood in the first row, Bai Xiaoyue stood behind, and the remaining four people stood in turn. At this time, Yun Wujin, who was at the last, moved first. He held his right hand against the front one, Shi Gandang's back, and pinched the mark with his left hand, and suddenly used his own spiritual power to inject into Shi Gandang's body.

Almost at the same time, Shi Gandang did the same thing, pinched the mark with his left hand and pressed his right hand against the back of his previous Brigitte. He used his own spiritual power, and combined with Yun Wujin's spiritual power, he suddenly poured into Biji's body.

Just like that, one after another, when it was Bai Xiaoyue's turn, the spiritual power of four companions had already gathered in her body...
Chapter completed!