Farmhouse Senda

Chapter 1142

Li Qingyun asked Taoist Lingxiao to come in, and the two glanced at each other, their faces equally pale, as if they had just experienced a catastrophe of life and death.

"Are you dreaming?"

"Are you dreaming too?"

Then the two laughed as if they were crying, and sat cross-legged on the ground, discussing countermeasures with frowning faces.

"The first important question, how do you calculate the three years that person said? The time in the Little Demon Realm is obviously different from the time on Earth."

"Second question, where do we go to learn the sealing technique? In the past two years, we have inquired about the situation in the city. There are many martial arts and spiritual art centers that teach personal inheritance or family inheritance. You can learn it as long as you pay. However, from I have never heard of the sealing technique."

The two used voice transmission indoors to discuss the orders from the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao was confused, and the more they discussed, the more confused they became.

Even though the small street outside the courtyard is shrouded in the light and shadow of the main city formation, it still looks eerie and mysterious in the middle of the night.

Three or two figures, like transparent ghosts, emerged out of thin air under the shade of the tree. The invisibility charms on their bodies not only hid their figures, but did not even leak their breath.

"The investigation has been clear. He lives here. During the Qi-refining period, he was practicing martial arts at the ninth level. The other companion is a Taoist. During the Qi-refining period, he is at the peak level of spiritual cultivation at the sixth level. There is no background. The cultivation method is very ordinary. It should be a sudden After discovering that there is a hundred-year-old elixir in a certain place, he suddenly became rich, bought some magic weapons, and rented the nearby farmland."

"Hehe, it's good to have no background. I like this kind of fat sheep the most. Although he has changed his appearance and sold more than 20 hundred-year-old medicines in different shops, how can he escape our eyeliner? Forcing him to tell the story of the discovery of the elixir area, rob them of all their belongings, and finally silence them.”

"Brother, silence is too inhumane. After all, we human monks are few in number, and we are already at a disadvantage in the little demon world. Why don't we sell them to black mines, without losing our human morality, and we can sell thousands of spirit stones, killing two birds with one stone." Well, wouldn't it be better?"

The three of them stood under the gloomy old tree, communicating with each other quite happily, and then laughed together, the transparent shadow trembled, which was extremely strange.

They seem to do similar things often, and they are extremely skilled.

One of them took out twelve small flags, threw them casually, and quietly planted them around the small courtyard where Li Qingyun lived.

The other person took out a cinnabar compass, on which there were actually four pointers. He sprayed a mouthful of aura towards the compass, and the four needles flew out miraculously, hiding in the four corners of the twelve small flags, reinforcing the formation, and at the same time Cut off any sound.

The third person was fiddling with a weird-looking communication altar. Following his operation, the ordinary altars near the small courtyard lost their signal and could not communicate with others.

After doing this, the three of them entered the seemingly normal courtyard, but passers-by could not see them, as if the real scene was covered up by a mysterious force.

Li Qingyun was in the middle of a conversation with Master Lingxiao, and suddenly frowned, feeling a sense of danger in his heart.Looking up and looking out of the window, at some point, a thick fog appeared, covering the entire yard.

"No, this fog is weird..." Li Qingyun's complexion changed, and he had already opened his mouth to spit out a sword pill. In an instant, it stretched into a blue and purple three-inch flying sword, hovering above Li Qingyun's head.

"Didn't it mean that the law and order in Pangu City is good? If there is something wrong, you can call for help loudly, or use the formula for help, and you will be able to attract the guards?" Master Ling Xiao's heart was also beating wildly, and a sword pill flew out from between his eyebrows, instantly Stretched, it turned into a golden giant sword, hovering above the head.Then he still felt that there was a lot of danger, and the spiritual energy was instilled on the treasure armor inside the Taoist robe, and several layers of defenses were opened in an instant.

"Can you believe the official propaganda?" Li Qingyun was speechless, with a flick of his sleeve, the door opened automatically.

The dense fog in the courtyard covered the sky, and one could not see the stars, nor could one see the large protective array at the top of Pangu City.He was on high alert, and at the same time took out the Lingtai, wanting to try the "alarm" function and ask for help from the guard of the city lord's mansion.

This is the introduction from the official management agency of the City Lord's Mansion when purchasing the Lingtai, "If you have any difficulties, find the Fuwei". The Fuwei is equivalent to the earth's police, responsible for maintaining the security of Pangu City.

Sure enough, it was not as expected by Li Qingyun. The Lingtai is like a mobile phone on the earth. At critical moments, there is no signal, and no news can be sent. The two friends on it are also in a gray and disconnected state.

One friend is Qian Xiaoer, and the other friend is Master Ling Xiao.

Daoist Lingxiao also held the Lingtai, fiddling with it anxiously: "No, there is still no signal, no, there is no fluctuation of spiritual thoughts, and the Fuwei cannot be contacted."

At this moment, a few triumphant sneers were suddenly heard in the darkness.

"Hmph, don't waste that effort. Under the isolation of our Twelve Capitals' Heavenly Star Disk Formation, any altar is useless." While speaking, a fat man with a shiny face, wearing a luxurious satin white robe, walked with a figure of eight steps. , appeared from the black mist.

Behind the fat man, there are two black and thin men, their faces seem to be shrouded in smoke, and their true faces cannot be seen clearly.

"Who are you? Why are you here late at night?" Li Qingyun frowned, not understanding why he offended someone just after he arrived in the Little Demon Realm and Pangu City.

While speaking, Li Qingyun let the flying sword shoot up into the sky, trying to make a noise and call the guards.Unfortunately, Fei Jian seemed to be a lost lamb, circling in the sky, and then flew back to him.

Master Ling Xiao also made a similar attempt, and Fei Jian was also disoriented, as if his perception was obscured by something.

"You can't escape, so don't waste time running for your life. It's useless. Obediently take out all your belongings and magic weapons, and we can spare your life. We only want money, not life." The fat man wanted to smile warmly, but unfortunately No matter how you smile, there is an unconcealable killing intent.

"Wuliang Tianzun, Pindao has encountered robbery?" Daoist Lingxiao has lived for more than 100 years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a thing. If he is in the earth space, he can wipe out the robbers with a single thought.

It's a pity, now in the Little Demon Realm, the three robbers in front of him have advanced realms, and he can't see through each other's skill level at all.

Li Qingyun had already seen that these three people were all at the peak of the Ninth Realm in the Qi Refining Period, and their level was similar to his own. Even if he let the spirit body out of his body, he would hold back two people at most.The other person can easily kill Daoist Lingxiao.

Things are not easy!

What depressed Li Qingyun the most was, why did these people come to the door late at night?Is it because Pangu City is too chaotic, or is he showing off his wealth?
"Fellow daoists, after we rented the six-acre spiritual field, we have very little property left. We are so poor, how can we have any property? I'm afraid we will disappoint you."

Li Qingyun pretended to be pitiful, while observing the other party's reaction, trying to find clues from the other party.

"Poor and poor, what you say doesn't count, hand over the storage bag, take the initiative to undo the restrictions on it, and let us check."

"Throw the flying sword to the ground first, with your strength, do you still want to resist?"

The two black and thin men behind the fat man yelled viciously.

Li Qingyun and Master Lingxiao looked at each other, and gave him a voice transmission of spiritual thoughts: "cooperate with them for the time being, and throw the storage bag over."

As he said that, Li Qingyun untied the restriction on the storage bag first, and threw it over with a look of pain.

Master Lingxiao was upset, but his strength was too different from others, so he had to follow suit.

A look of complacency flashed across the fat man's face, and he asked the two people behind him to take the storage bag, opened it, and cursed in disappointment: "Bastard, they are actually two poor ghosts, with only a few hundred spirit stones, a bottle of bigu Dan, a few Tongxuan grasses? What about the elixir, why is there no elixir?"

"Boss, if there is no elixir, it will be a loss. We will spend more than thousands of spirit stones in arranging the formation. Unless we can get a few magic weapons in their hands, and they can't be damaged."

"I don't even have a single elixir in stock..."

Li Qingyun frowned, and finally knew where the problem was. He sold the elixir so carefully, but he was still followed by people, and he felt like beeping the dog.

Finally, I understand that the cultivation civilization here is extremely long, and the methods and methods are hard to guard against. The experience on the earth is no longer enough, and one must be familiar with the routines of the little demon world early.

"Tell me, where did you get those hundred-year-old medicines you sold in Shifang? Where did you find them? Is there still there?" The fat man had lost his patience, his face was ferocious, revealing his true nature.

The voice was a little familiar, and Li Qingyun's heart skipped a beat, as if he remembered that this was a guy from a certain shop, no wonder he was being targeted, it turned out that it was a black shop.

(End of this chapter)