Anyang had already put away his armor and squatted on the back of a blank paper yaksha and flew back to the camp.

bite!

With a crisp echo, the copper blocks on the ground immediately lit up, awakening everyone who was resting around the fire.

Anyang glanced at the crowd who was facing a great enemy, controlled the Paper Yaksha to lower the height, and took it back in the air, and suddenly landed on the ground.

"It's me."

Except for those who were seriously injured and unconscious, most of the others had woken up and were looking at him in disbelief.

After going out for so long, can he come back?

Yan Li was not asleep at all, so he pinched the magic seal to contact the magic array, and walked up a few steps at the same time: "Can you chase that evil thing?"

Anyang didn't say anything, spread his hands and showed a golden elixir in his hand, flashing with a light golden light at night.

Everyone was immediately surprised.

"You actually killed that evil thing?"

"This... there is actually a golden elixir in the body of that evil object!"

This golden elixir is only the size of a human thumb, but it seems to be filled with mist inside. Although the light emitted was light, it was much more eye-catching than the orange-red light of the fire. It also had extremely pure cultivation inside, which attracted the eyes of all the monster Taoists in an instant. However, before they could take a closer look, Anyang had already held his hand, and the light of the golden elixir disappeared in his palm.

A shallow scream rang out, accompanied by the sound of gasping in the air.

This golden elixir is extremely rare, and most of them are found in the body of the powerful practitioners of Taoism. How can ordinary people who practice Taoism see it?

This has increased knowledge.

Some people immediately showed their greed. The legendary golden elixir has a miraculous effect on increasing cultivation!

However, as mentioned above, the golden elixir is extremely rare. Generally, after the death of the Taoist master, the golden elixir will remain in his belly and disappear after a period of time. Moreover, there are countless disciples of such powerful masters. How could people take the golden elixir of their master to increase their cultivation? Usually, only those who are forced to kill will have golden elixirs in the world. But how many successful Taoists in the world can kill you? It is said that spiritual objects born to be nurtured will breed golden elixirs, but then again, how many creatures with golden elixirs can you beat?

It's hard to come by!

I don’t know what luck I stepped on today, but I could see one, and it was right in front of me.

However, the person in front of him didn't seem to understand the true preciousness of the golden elixir. He was just holding it in his hands in ordinary hands. If an ordinary practitioner of Taoism obtained it, he would not be allowed to offer it.

Yan Li had no other thoughts and bowed and said, "You are really capable and can take the life of that evil thing."

Anyang nodded and said, "It's all your credit for you. When I chased after me, the evil thing was at the end of my strength. I just got a bargain."

As soon as these words came out, a Taoist priest immediately snorted coldly on the side of the fire and stood up and said, "Okay, but since it's all for everyone, why do you take this golden elixir alone?"

Anyang immediately understood, his eyes suddenly became cold, he turned his head slightly gloomy and stared at the Taoist man.

"want to?"

The Taoist faced his gaze and swallowed. Seeing that he was not concerned about the appearance of Kunlun disciples beside him, he thought of the extraordinary strength he showed in the battle just now. In addition, one of his four women was also extremely fierce. The Taoist felt scared for no reason and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing his appearance, Anyang glanced at the other people around him with ulterior motives, sneered, and took another step forward.

"Why don't you talk?"

A trace of murderous intent and bloody smell emanated from him, making people shudder, as if they were facing a bloodthirsty beast.

The Taoist then remembered Anyang's fierce appearance just now and couldn't help but take a step back.

"What do you want to do?"

An Yang snorted coldly, too lazy to say more to him.

"If you can get it, come and get it. If you don't have the courage, just treat it well, otherwise you won't know if you lose your life!"

The Taoist took a deep breath, but it seemed that his personality was not very fierce. At this time, he pointed at Anyang with his fingers and was speechless, and he felt like he was in a dilemma.

In fact, he was fine. The monsters that were cultivated by beasts on the spot were much more alert than him. They stood up their hair the moment Anyang released its momentum, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Wang Tianyu looked around and sighed in his heart.

My teammate doesn’t seem to be as easy to talk to as I feel, but why did I only see it today after more than a month?

Could it be that he didn't show it a month ago?

Yan Li watched quietly, without saying anything, nor did he intervene in their fight.

He naturally knew that what Anyang said was just a polite word. As a great disciple of Kunlun Mountain, he has been reading a lot of books since he was a child and has a wider experience than everyone here. Although he couldn't tell what the evil thing was, he knew clearly whether it was at the end of his strength. Moreover, the young man in front of him had to have been back so late, so it must have been a hard battle, so this golden elixir is really his credit.

If it were someone else, I guess I would have explained there a long time ago.

However, some Taoists disagree. They observed more carefully and were very cautious. They could see that Anyang had no scars on his body, not as if he had been through a fierce battle. It was really possible that it was a clever move.

But then again, although Anyang showed strong combat power before, it relied more on his fierce melee fighting style and superb fighting skills, which were not enough to make them too afraid. If the evil thing had not really reached the end of his strength, how could he kill him alone?

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is everyone's contribution, at least he did not even suffer any injuries.

Anyang's eyes swept across the Taoist people one by one, with disdain in his eyes, and finally walked to the side.

Xiaochan leaned against the wheel of the carriage, and her white and clean face turned red under the light of the fire. She opened her big eyes, and she stared at him without blinking. Seeing him coming, she quickly moved her body, making way for him, and her hands holding her legs tightened again.

OK, it's actually just to keep a distance.

Anyang didn't care either. He sat down cross-legged, leaned against the wheel, and looked at the fire in front of him without looking sideways.

Huang Lan opened a slit to glance at him, sniffed, and soon fell asleep again.

Wang Tianyu gave him a thumbs up, changed into a comfortable position, and started to sleep.

The Taoists around were awakened after falling asleep and experienced another battle. At this time, they felt sleepy and began to rest, leaving only a Kunlun disciple responsible for the night watch.

Anyang thought about the rabbit spirit, then checked the spoils in the battle in the portable space. He felt bored for a moment, and then lowered his vigilance and fell asleep with the sound of the burning fire.

I would like to forgive those ill-hearted Taoists who dare not choose to attack at night for a golden elixir.

Sure enough, sleep well overnight.

The next morning, the group set off again.

The carriage was swaying and the team was swaying, just in the direction to the small mountain village.

Xiaochan sat outside on the wooden board to catch the car, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon to practice. Anyang was sitting in the carriage practicing basic magic. He could not see what was happening outside. He could only hear footsteps, followed by the voice of a middle-aged man.

"Little girl, I am Ji Mingzi, this is a polite person."

Xiaochan was obviously surprised and said, "You, what do you want to do?"

"Don't be nervous, little girl. I just feel that the road is long and I'm really tired when walking. Seeing that there are only two people in your car, I guess there are still spaces left. Why don't I let me come up and take a rest, how about it?"

"I don't know."

"Then please ask your master to come out. I believe that fellow Taoist would not refuse this little thing..."

Before the Taoist could finish his words, a calm voice came from the carriage.

"We refuse."

The Taoist frowned and his face immediately became a little unfair.

"There is obviously an empty space in the Taoist car, but he doesn't even agree to this small request. Isn't this too narrow-minded?"

Anyang lifted the curtain and looked at the strange Taoist with a faint look, but could not hide the indifference inside. He naturally knew what these people wanted to do, so he said: "Forgive me, fellow Taoist, I have the habit of practicing my own secret technique in the carriage. It is really inconvenient. If fellow Taoist can't forgive me, then I'll see the truth."

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at the people around him, stroked his long sleeves, and snorted coldly: "Fellow Taoist is so aggressive, do you really think I am afraid that you will not succeed?"

Anyang's eyes gradually became colder and he instantly grabbed the hilt of the Tang Dao.

Can these people be settled by the right and forcing him to show off his strength and kill the chicken to warn the monkey?

Xiaochan sensed the anger on the two of them and couldn't help but feel a little scared. Her hands holding the whip were a little at a loss, and her body was stiff, but she didn't run away.

At this moment, Yan Li, a disciple of Kunlun Mountain, walked up to the horse and bowed and said, "Why are you two so angry? We are all here for the same purpose. Judging from this journey, I believe that I will reach the place where my Kunlun disciple died tonight. It is better not to have internal conflicts on the way. By the way, three disciples in Kunlun were killed last night, and there were three horses left. Now follow us. If the Taoist priest thinks it is too tiring to walk, why should we ride the horse with us?"

An Yang glanced at Yan Li indifferently, let go of the hand holding Tang Dao, and put down the curtain.

"Xiao Chan, keep going."

The Taoist named Ji Mingzi also snorted coldly and turned around and left.

Kunlun Mountain still needs to be given face.

In the carriage, An Yang sneered repeatedly.

He was obviously following three horses, could he not see it? He was going to run to him to ask for a seat. I wonder if this is a kind of fear?

At noon, the front stopped again. Anyang thought it was the person in front who wanted to have lunch, but heard a low voice coming from the front.

"Which monster is there! Why are you hiding here sneakily?"

"Well? There are actually monsters. Could it be that the spies sent by those evil demons?"

"It's very likely that I will talk about it after I check it out."

"Fellow Taoist, I think this fairy is harmless and has very low magic power. Maybe she happened to pass by or forage here. She has no grudges and no grudges with us, so let her go."

"Let her go? Humph, let it go normally. Now it is an extraordinary time, so you can't be careless."

"Fellow Taoist, please forgive me if you have to."

Anyang laughed as soon as he heard this. The aggressive voice was exactly the Taoist named Ji Mingzi before. I thought he was angry with him and wanted to find a place to scatter.

But soon, he couldn't laugh.

"You must not forgive me, at least you have to be arrested. I think this rabbit spirit looks good like a disaster for the country and the people. Since you don't want to care, you might as well take it back and be a maid and concubine for me, at least you can warm the bed."

Um?

Realizing that something was wrong, Anyang put down the spell he practiced in his hand and suddenly opened the curtain, and happened to see the rabbit spirit that was strangled by Ji Mingzi.

The rabbit spirit was obviously extremely uncomfortable, her pure face turned red, and faint blue veins could be seen on it. She kept struggling and holding Ji Mingzi's five fingers with her hands. But her cultivation was low, how could she escape from Ji Mingzi's palm? So her eyes were filled with tears and a bit of begging, but Ji Mingzi didn't realize it, pinching her so hard that she could not breathe, and the begging on her face was also obscured in pain.

Anyang's face was so gloomy that water could drip out. Cheng pulled out the Tang sword with a sound, and suddenly exerted force to break through the carriage compartment and rushed out.

PS: If there weren’t a hundred or eighty rich people rewarding me, I wouldn’t have updated the plot of the next chapter. Humph, I’m as arrogant as me, and you won’t coax me!

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