Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

Not long after Li Changsheng and his wife left, the old man in green robe opened the door and walked in.

"So, what's the origin of these two people?"

Fang Lin asked sharply.

The old man in green robe shook his head: "I only know that they live in Xingyun Tower, and they seem to have appeared recently. I don't know the rest at the moment."

"You go down first and send someone to keep an eye on them."

"yes!"

After the old man in green robe left, Fang Lin turned around and came to a secret room.

There is a magic circle more than ten feet in size in the secret room, with a small puddle in the middle.

There are dense grooves around the circle, and there is a spiritual crystal in each groove.

Fang Lin hesitated for a moment, took out a black token, and then inserted it into a square groove.

"Buzz!"

The magic circle trembled slightly, and suddenly the spiritual patterns brightened, and the puddles rippled, and then the face of a middle-aged man appeared, it was Qiandu Zhenren.

"My subordinates pay their respects to the sect master!"

"What's up?"

Fang Lin hesitated for a moment and told the news about breaking the formation.

Their sect master has not shown up for a long time, and no one knows what he is doing. He only asks them to collect the treasures that break the formation.

Master Qiandu fell silent, and then ordered: "Go to Junior Brother Mo for help. Be sure not to leak the news. Get the things and give them to Lin'er."

"yes!"

…

In the market, Li Changsheng and Ye Ruxuan were looking for buyers, looking eager to make a move.

Unfortunately, in the end, they failed to exchange successfully.

"The fish is hooked, let's go!"

The two discussed for a while and then walked out of Fangshi.

Not long after they left, a flying boat followed them.

In the clouds, Li Changsheng and his wife were flying at high speed.

At this moment, a layer of purple poisonous miasma suddenly appeared in front of them, and the two were forced to stop.

The next moment, the purple miasma rolled around, revealing a gloomy-faced old man sitting on the back of a hundred-foot-long purple centipede.

"Thousand Poison Centipedes!"

Li Changsheng and his wife had a look of panic in their eyes.

The old man had just completed his divine transformation, but he actually had a sixth-level poisonous insect.

A sound broke through the air, and Li Changsheng turned around to see four god-transformation monks walking out of the flying boat, with sneers on their faces. Fang Lin and the old man in green robes were among them.

Li Changsheng said with a trembling voice: "Fellow Daoist Fang, business cannot be done without benevolence and righteousness. What do you mean?"

"Hmph! Now you think of doing business with me."

Fang Lin snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Looking at how anxious you are to take action, you must be willing to commit robberies. Hand over all the treasures you have on your body, and I can keep your body intact."

"In order to deal with our couple, you actually sent out so many people and a sixth-level poisonous insect, but you are being cautious!"

Li Changsheng's tone became calmer.

Looking at this situation, it is obvious that this is not the first time for these people.

"Do it!"

Fang Lin pinched the magic formula, and a flying knife instantly slashed at Li Changsheng.

The other three people also raised their magic weapons to attack the couple.

The monk on Thousand Poison Centipede's back watched this scene with great interest, but did not take any action, as if he was here to watch the battle.

"boom!"

The four of them joined forces and burst out with endless power, causing the clouds to surge.

Li Changsheng's eyes turned cold, and he slapped a palm into the void. A golden palm mark crossed the sky, rising in the wind, and instantly knocked the four magic weapons away.

The golden big hand continued to rush towards the crowd with unabated power.

"No, I kicked the iron plate, monk refining the void."

Fang Lin's expression suddenly changed, his whole body was knocked out, and he vomited blood.

Although the other three tried their best to resist, it was to no avail.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out in succession, and three people were injured one after another.

Li Changsheng came to the four of them in the blink of an eye. Several golden lights fell, and all four people's mana was blocked.

If he hadn't been afraid of disturbing the situation, he would have killed the four of them long ago.

At this time, the Thousand Poison Centipede in the distance also noticed something unusual and suddenly turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

A dragon roar sounded, and the Thousand Poison Centipede and the skinny old man simultaneously let out a shrill scream.

The skinny old man's body fell directly into the clouds, and the Thousand Poison Centipede's body swayed in the air.

Ye Ruxuan pinched the magic technique, and thousands of silk nets flew out, covering thousands of poisonous centipedes and pulling them back.

Thousand Poison Centipedes struggled endlessly, but unfortunately it had no effect at all.

The skinny old man was taken back by a big golden hand.

Above a white cloud, Fang Lin and five people sat back to back, their faces ashen.

"Do you want to die or live?"

"We want to live, senior, we want to live."

The five of them nodded like chickens, how could they show any signs of arrogance?

"Answer my questions with peace of mind, and I will give you a way to survive."

"What kind of cultivation level does Qiandu Master have now?"

"Senior, the sect leader has never left the sect since he broke through the practice of refining the void, and we don't know his current cultivation level."

"You've never seen him?"

Li Changsheng frowned.

"Senior, I don't know. Only Senior Sister Pang can approach the secluded place of the sect master, and none of us can approach it."

"Who is Senior Sister Pang in your mouth?"

"Senior Sister Pang is the direct disciple of the sect master. After she was accepted as a disciple by the master, she has never left the sect."

Fang Lin said with an ugly face.

"Take us to Thousand Poison Gate."

The old man in green robe hesitated and said: "Senior, if we don't return to Fangshi for too long, someone will report it to the sect."

Li Changsheng opened his mouth and sprayed five golden flames into the Dantian of the five people.

The five people looked inward and saw a golden flame next to their Nascent Souls, swaying, as if they could burn their Nascent Souls to ashes at any time.

"You four go back, you take us to the Thousand Poison Sect."

Li Changsheng finally pointed at Fang Lin.

The four people kowtowed and thanked him as if they had been pardoned.

Just as they were about to leave, Li Changsheng's voice rang again: "If you dare to play tricks, you know the consequences."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

The four people nodded repeatedly, and then ran for their lives like dogs that had lost their homes.

"Let's go!"

Li Changsheng took Fang Lin and flew towards the Thousand Poison Sect.

The Thousand Poison Sect was on the Guangyuan Mountains, not far away, and they arrived in about an hour.

The two dressed up as Fang Lin's disciples.

Fang Lin's perfect cultivation in the Thousand Poison Sect still had a high prestige, and soon took the two to meet Pang Lin'er, the disciple of the Thousand Poison Master.

Without any surprise, Pang Lin'er also became Li Changsheng's prisoner.

After the couple discussed, Ye Ruxuan controlled the disciples of the Thousand Poison Sect to prevent them from leaking the information.

Pang Lin'er carefully came to a thick stone door, and Li Changsheng stood beside him.

"Master, the treasure is here!"

With a rumble, the stone door opened upwards, and Li Changsheng followed Pang Lin'er in.

Inside was a huge underground cave, and the Thousand Poison Master was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

Behind him was a golden light curtain, and there were a lot of Sanskrit on the surface of the light curtain.

"Who is he?"

The Thousand Poison Master stood up suddenly, and a terrifying poisonous gas surged out.

In the poisonous gas, various poisonous insects and beasts condensed into shape, roaring continuously, and exuding a fierce aura.

"In the middle stage of the Refining Void, the cultivation is quite fast."

Li Changsheng sneered, and a breath that made the Thousand Poison Master despair swept out.

"Bang!"

Pang Lin'er knelt directly on the ground, trembling all over, and her legs were weak.

"The practice of refining emptiness is complete!"

The pupils of Master Qian Du shrank, and he looked terrified.