Immortality

Chapter 67: The Marketplace Robbery
Fang Sheng returned to the capital quietly.

After only a few days, Taoist Shuimu collected a new batch of immortal seedlings...

"Everyone board the boat and set off in ten breaths."

"No more waiting!"

Taoist Shuimu swept his majestic gaze over.

The immortal seedlings looked at the baskets of gold and silver around them and were stunned...

After a moment, someone thought of giving up the gold and silver and rushing towards the flying boat.

Everything seemed to happen again.

Fang Sheng stood on the flying boat and couldn't help laughing.

The ten-day journey passed quickly.

The Zheng family's flying boat slowly landed in a valley.

Fang Sheng bid farewell to Taoist Shuimu here and set out on his journey alone.

In his hand was a jade map given by the Zheng family, which recorded the detailed road conditions of the eastern branch of the Zihe River.

Where natural disasters occur frequently, where disasters rage, all information is up to date.

In the world of cultivating immortals, one wants to travel far away.

A reliable map is essential, otherwise you will have to slow down and conduct careful reconnaissance to pass safely.

For example, a natural formation is marked on the map.

From a distance, there are no signs of danger in such dangerous places.

Once they break in, they could be trapped at best, or even lose their lives at worst.

a few days later.

Fang Sheng followed the water veins of the Purple River and came to the outskirts of the natural formation to investigate.

Mountains are high and rivers are long, everything is as usual.

"However, there are clear skies and mountains for dozens of miles, but there is not even a single bird or animal. This shows that it is indeed a dangerous place."

"There is something unusual about the five elements of spiritual energy around here. It can be used as a reference..."

Fang Sheng meditated here for half a day, secretly memorizing the characteristics.

Hundreds of years ago, when this natural formation was first discovered, the monks of the East Pulse thought that a secret treasure had been unearthed, and it attracted many people to come and explore.

After sacrificing hundreds of lives, a formation master finally broke the formation.

The result was disappointing.

There was no treasure in the center of the formation, but the five elements of spiritual power happened to be entangled here, forming a second-order five-element killing formation...

……

The next day.

Fang Sheng walked along the water vein of the Purple River, heading west.

After leaving Ziyan Valley, the most urgent thing is to decide where to live in the future.

It is too dangerous to set up a cave in the wild.

Disasters and natural disasters may come to you at any time.

"Therefore, most of the independent cultivators live and practice around the market town."

"If you want to stay in the eastern part of the Purple River, then head west to the Deep Lake Market."

"If you want to leave the East Vein, you have to go northwest and enter Taihua Immortal City..."

Fang Sheng had weighed the pros and cons in his mind long ago and decided to stay in the eastern branch of Zihe River.

Taihua Fairy City is a mixed crowd, even those who are just building their foundation are not uncommon.

If you throw a brick from the second floor onto the street, it will most likely hit someone who has reached Perfect Qi Refining.

The elite monks from the entire Zihe River Basin gathered there.

If you are poor, don't join the crowd; if you have no respect for others, don't advise others.

In front of the cultivators of Taihua Immortal City, he was just an insignificant cultivator and could not fit into that circle.

"What I need is the blood of wild bones, which can also be supplied in Shenhu Market."

"So, let's go to Shenhu Market and be a 'chicken head'."

"After all, I have property there..."

The token with the word "He" on it that I got from Master Li Fu back then.

Fang Sheng has figured it out.

That was the proof of a top-grade cave in Shenhufang City, worth about two thousand spirit stones.

At that time, Master Li Fu did not move in immediately because the market town had just been established and the cave was still under construction.

Now that the cave has been completed, it can be moved in.

Of course, given Fang Sheng's cautious personality, it was impossible for him to live there so carelessly.

More than half a year ago, he put the cave token on the market in the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance and sold it at a slight discount.

Sold five months ago.

Fang Sheng waited for a while, then went to Shenhu Market with his real identity, added 200 spirit stones, and entrusted the Taoist Alliance to keep an eye on the sale of the cave.

I received a letter from Daomeng two months ago, indicating that a seller had been found.

Now is the time to go and pay the spiritual stones and hand over the cave token.

……

In a blink of an eye, half a month later.

The deep lake is vast and calm.

Two graceful figures flew out from the market town on swords.

One of them had a plump figure but a slender waist. Even the plain Taoist robe could not hide her charm. There was a hint of wrinkles between her broad eyebrows, which showed no signs of aging, but added a bit of mature charm.

In comparison, the other woman was youthful and radiant, with a dignified face and eyes as cold as frost. She was like a plum blossom standing proudly in the snow, cold and tough.

The two of them were none other than the Zheng family's Master Cangshui, the alchemist, and Ao Yueru, who was born into a mortal family.

Before, when Fang Sheng came to the market town with his real identity, he visited them as a gesture of care in advance.

Therefore, both girls knew that Fang Sheng would arrive at Shenhufang City soon.

As a result, they received an unexpected news today.

Some robbery cultivators learned that a Purple Smoke Valley alchemist had recently moved to the market town and was planning to block the enemy from the periphery...

“Master, hurry up. Fellow Daoist Qingyang might have already collided with those Tribulation Cultivators…”

Ao Yueru walked on the sword, her long black hair tied up high, a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind, forming an embellishment to her beautiful face.

beside her.

Master Cangshui stepped on a water cloud and spoke lazily, neither hurried nor slow:
"My dear disciple, what is there to worry about?"

"It was rumored in Purple Mist Valley before that the boy's magic was so powerful that even if he was at the sixth level of Qi Refining, he couldn't get close to him easily."

"A mere robber cultivator, what's that? Haven't you killed many of them?"

"Qingyang is different from me. Although he has a high level of comprehension and can practice many spells to perfection, he lacks experience in life-and-death combat."

"Faced with the surrounding robbery cultivators, it is hard to guarantee that I will not panic..."

Ao Yueru frowned slightly.

Eleven years ago, Fang Sheng gave himself the opportunity to leave Ziyan Valley.

A few years later, he became the disciple of Master Cangshui and received her training.

This directly changed my destiny...

There is no doubt that Fang Sheng is his benefactor.

Moreover, over the years, the two have been exchanging letters and their friendship is deep.

So, as soon as he heard the news about Jie Xiu.

Ao Yueru decided to go out with her master to welcome him, so as to prevent Fang Sheng from encountering any unexpected event.

Before, Fang Sheng mentioned his whereabouts in the letter.

The two girls found the right direction, turned into streams of light, and sped away.

……

In less than half a cup of tea, the two had flown over several high peaks and long rivers.

Above the river several miles ahead, there was mist and faint fluctuations of spiritual power could be heard.

It seemed as if someone was flying and fighting with magic. Several streams of light were chasing them continuously, and the magic spells were bombarding the rocks and water surface one after another, causing huge waves.

"Master, it's just ahead!"

Ao Yueru took the lead, tapped the storage bag with her jade hand, took out another medium-grade flying sword, and shouted angrily with a cold brow:

"go with!"

hum-

A sword shadow shot out, like a meteor chasing the moon, with an unparalleled sharp edge, pointing directly at...

Ok?
Ao Yueru suddenly realized something was wrong.

There were too many lights escaping a few miles away, at least three or four of them, all fleeing madly.

"This is not Qingyang..."

"wrong!"

At this time, Master Cangshui behind him spoke.

The woman cast her gaze further away, and a strange look appeared in her eyes:
"it's him!"

(End of this chapter)