Immortality

Chapter 62 Zhou Yan's Revenge (Seeking monthly ticket)

Zhou Yan’s face is now gloomy, and he no longer looks like the high-spirited young man from a wealthy family.

He was limping, obviously having been disconnected.

And the level and medication are very poor.

Not to mention spiritual practice, it even affects your life.

'After Zhou Yan escaped from Ziyan Valley, the Zheng family has been hunting him down.'

"Now, twelve or thirteen years have passed..."

Probably because the wind was blowing, they were relaxed, so they dared to go out.

After all, Niu Dan has been dead for several years now.

The power of the Zheng family has also declined a lot, and it is impossible for them to hunt him down anymore.

Fang Sheng restrained his breath, blended into the crowd, and followed Zhou Yan from a distance.

The Zheng family may have forgotten Zhou Yan.

But, he still remembers it.

Zhou Yan doesn't seem very happy now.

Since we are from the same hometown, why not let me help him end his suffering...

After a moment.

Zhou Yan walked into a shop and disappeared for a long time.

Fang Sheng looked up at the shop sign.

【Lingcaozhai】

The name is familiar, and even the location is familiar.

"This is exactly what the Zheng family used to do..."

I used to sell Fire Yuan Dan here.

As a result, when the Zheng and He families were fighting, the shopkeeper and the Xianmiao clerk inside were visited by the "robber repairman" in the middle of the night.

Fang Sheng remembered.

The Zheng family has been selling off these small market shops one after another in recent years.

next interest.

Sure enough, he found the logo of the Qi Refining Chen family next to the sign.

"This is now the Chen family's store."

"The Chen family has a wide range of businesses. They do a lot of things, but none of them are good at anything. Farming, growing medicine, drawing talismans, taming beasts... so many skills, basically all at the lower level of the first rank."

A large immortal cultivation family usually has only a few hundred cultivators.

Energy is also limited.

This number of people is often only enough to specialize in one top-quality skill.

Therefore, after inheriting the alchemy from the Zheng family, the He family planned to arrange for the Chen family to make the elixir.

Instead of choosing an alchemist from among one's own cultivators.

If you don't have enough manpower but want to have your cake and eat it too, the end result will be nothing.

"Zhou Yan has been in there for half an hour. He can't be a customer. He is still hanging out with the Chen family."

"Only in this way could he have escaped the pursuit back then."

Fang Sheng walked into Lingcaozhai and casually bought a few common spiritual herbs.

He saw that neither the waiter nor the shopkeeper was Zhou Yan.

He already knew it.

……

The next few days.

Fang Sheng rented an inn in Sishuifang City and began to wait in Lingcaozhai.

Prepare to find the time when Zhou Yan leaves the market.

Unfortunately, I never waited...

Until midnight.

A figure quietly walked out of the back door of Lingcaozhai.

There were several hideous scars on the middle-aged man's face, wrinkles appeared between his brows, and golden spiritual energy was looming around him, ready to guard against possible attacks at any time.

night sky.

A crow circled over the market town and then slowly landed on his shoulder.

"Is the person who was watching me gone?"

"okay, I get it……"

His hoarse voice disappeared in the night wind, and soon he left Sishufang City in the night and went in one direction.

Miles away.

An old monk from the Chen family was waiting on the riverbank:
"The information you provided earlier was wrong!"

"The target's younger brother is no longer in the He family. He moved away a long time ago, and was personally picked up by someone from the Eight Directions Dao Alliance."

"As for that Zhao Miaoyan...there's no need to mention him!"

"Do you know any other clues?"

Zhou Yan couldn't help but frown when he heard this. "Did he actually think of it in advance?"

At this moment, a young, indifferent and peaceful smiling face emerged in his mind.

That was the last time he saw Fang Sheng.

At that time, Fang Sheng left and called Taoist Shuimu to surround and kill him...

Fortunately, I am also smart.

I decided to leave early so he wouldn't succeed.

I often think of the situation at that time.

Zhou Yan was so angry that his teeth were itching.

He hated Fang Sheng for snatching away his opportunity. Taking care of Senior Dingshi was originally the task assigned to him by Taoist Shuimu.

What made him hate it even more was...

Relying on this opportunity, Fang Sheng actually gained the favor and token of trust from Senior Xingyun!
There is even a top-grade alchemy inheritance!
If the Chen family hadn’t found me again.

I am not even qualified to know about this!
Obviously, I am also from the Kingdom of Yue, so I can go back and bury Senior Dingshi!

Those, those...

It should have been mine!

During this period of time, Zhou Yan has been unable to calm down.

Every day, every moment, it feels like there are ants gnawing at my heart.

At this time, the old Taoist of the Chen family was urging again.

Zhou Yan thought over and over, but couldn't think of anyone Fang Sheng knew.

He is not very familiar with Fang Sheng.

It is already the limit to remember that he has a younger brother in the He family.

"Senior, I really can't think of any other clues."

"However, if you want to deal with him, there is another way!"

"I can join the game myself!"

"I had a grudge against him back then, he must still be holding a grudge against me!"

"As long as I show up, he will most likely show up as well, and then Senior can deal with him!"

"Afterwards, just give me a low-grade inheritance..."

Zhou Yan became more and more excited as he spoke, and he limped several steps towards the Taoist master of the Chen family.

The old Taoist priest from the Chen family looked at him dimly:
"You kid, you still have some self-awareness."

"Ok?"

Zhou Yan keenly noticed that there was something wrong with the old Taoist's tone.

His color suddenly changed:
"You, you guys..."

"You don't want to deal with Fang Sheng, you want to ease the relationship with him!"

Only at this moment did Zhou Yan understand.

I was blinded by jealousy before.

He retreated in panic, summoned his magic weapon, and tried to fly away.

As a result, the inferior magic weapon was broken by a ray of sword light as soon as it was taken out!
At this point, the Chen family Taoist priest was too lazy to pretend anymore:
"That's how it is. You must have misunderstood."

"If it weren't for the fact that Young Master Qingyang had stayed in Ziyan Valley all this time, how could we have remembered you?"

Speaking of it.

The old Taoist's tone was a little lower:
"Boy, don't blame me."

"You said it yourself, you want to get involved!"

Swish!
A cold light flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and a sword in his hand shot out like a dragon, breaking through the air. The majestic momentum made the surrounding grass and trees tremble.

In just a moment, Zhou Yan's head was cut off, and blood splattered everywhere!

From beginning to end.

The old Taoist's sword never left his hand, he was obviously a body cultivator.

After a few breaths.

The old Taoist turned his head to the side again, the sword in his hand trembling, the drifting sword energy was like a sharp blade in the silent night, cutting through the four directions of heaven and earth:

"Daoyou, is it time to come out?"

"Could it be that you are also interested in this boy's head?"

Boom!

The Purple River flows endlessly, and there is nothing unusual about the sound of the water.

The old Taoist frowned, reached out to take out a thunder talisman from his storage bag, and threw it directly into the river.

In an instant, lightning bloomed.

The sky and the earth are bright, as if it were daytime.

However, the Purple River continued to flow, and no strange sounds were heard.

Until this moment, the old Taoist snorted coldly:
"You cowardly little rat, you actually ran so fast!"

(End of this chapter)