As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

"Well, you go there!"

Tang Qingshan pointed to the more than 20 monks on the side and motioned for Fang Han to stand over.

"Yes, uncle."

Fang Han glanced at the more than 20 monks with different expressions, and walked towards them. Everyone felt the eleventh level of Qi refining cultivation emanating from Fang Han, and they consciously gave up a place to Fang Han.

"Brother."

"Ah."

Seeing that they were so knowledgeable, Fang Han nodded slightly toward them.

"Everyone, be quiet. I have something important to entrust to you next. This is related to the interests of the sect and your own interests."

"Everyone must know that the four overlord sects of the Cangnan Region discovered the intermediate spirit stone mine in the Wuyin Mountains at the same time!"

"That's right, this time the sect will entrust you with the glorious task of guarding the spiritual stone mines in the Wuyin Mountains. Junior Brother Zhu will come to take you to the Wuyin Mountains later. I hope you will perform well. The sect will definitely I will treat you badly."

When Tang Qingshan spoke, he intentionally or unintentionally emitted his foundation-building spiritual pressure. The Qi-refining disciples in the field felt Tang Qingshan's foundation-building spiritual pressure and turned pale towards him.

Seeing this, Tang Qingshan was very satisfied and continued to preach to the disciples.

"Huh, this is bullshit about our own use. I'm afraid only a fool will believe it. The reason why we are sent to the Kirigakure Mountains is to let me be used as cannon fodder. The damn old guy said it so grandly."

In their hearts, all the disciples greeted all the eighteen generations of Tang Qingshan's ancestors, but on the surface they pretended to be enthusiastic about what Tang Qingshan said.

After half a stick of incense, a middle-aged man wearing a blue black robe came to the door of the Shishi Hall. As soon as the middle-aged man in black clothes walked in, he unabashedly exuded the spiritual pressure of the early stage of foundation building.

"Senior Brother Tang."

The middle-aged man in Xuanyi walked up to Tang Qingshan and cupped his hands slightly.

"Hahaha! Junior Brother Zhu has probably surpassed the old man in cultivation after a few years!"

"I'm afraid even I will have to call you Senior Brother Zhu by then."

Tang Qingshan waved his hand enthusiastically, indicating that middle-aged Xuan Yi did not need to be polite.

"No, I, Zhu Youcheng, only broke through the foundation building when I was 50 years old. Now I have only cultivated to the peak of the early stage of foundation building in the past 20 years. How can I surpass senior brother Tang?"

The middle-aged Xuan Yi's tone showed complacency, but he didn't know that the corners of Deacon Tang's mouth raised with a sneer.

"What you have in front of you is Junior Brother Zhu Youcheng. This time, Junior Brother Zhu will lead you and others to the Hidden Mist Mountains."

Tang Qingshan pointed at Zhu Youcheng and introduced to the more than 20 inner disciples in the Hall of Things.

"Disciple, pay homage to Master Zhu."

After hearing this, all the disciples bowed their fists respectfully to Zhu Youcheng, and Fang Han also followed the example of others and bowed their fists to Zhu Youcheng.

"Ah."

"Wait, come out with me!"

Zhu Youcheng glanced at Fang Han and others, and shook his head without concealment.

"There is no Qi Refining Dzogchen disciple. What a bunch of rubbish."

In Zhu Youcheng's mind, he directly made a conclusion for the more than 20 disciples who followed him.

Walking to the outer door of the Hall of Things, Zhu Youcheng flicked his sleeves and saw a mini airship flying out from his sleeves. Zhu Youcheng shot out a stream of spiritual power from his fingertips and landed on the mini airship.

With a flash of inspiration, the flying boat became six feet in size. Seeing this, Zhu Youcheng jumped on it first. Seeing this, the disciples who walked out of the Hall of Things also imitated Zhu Youcheng and jumped onto the flying boat one by one.

Seeing that all the disciples had come up, Zhu Youcheng took out dozens of low-grade spiritual stones from his storage bag and put them into the depression at the head of the boat.

After the spirit stone provided energy, the flying boat buzzed and turned into a white light, flying towards the outside of the Yin Demon Sect at high speed.

"Junior brother, may I ask how you call him?"

At this time, there was a disciple of the twelfth level of Qi Refining, who was also the person with the highest cultivation level among the Qi Refining disciples on the flying boat. Seeing Fang Han sitting alone in the corner, he couldn't help but walked up to chat with him.

"Fang Han."

Fang Han raised his head slightly and glanced at the person who came. He saw that this person's aura was weak, and it was obvious that his cultivation base was unstable due to his eagerness for success. In his opinion, this person might not even be able to defeat a tenth-level Qi Refining monk with a strong foundation.

Therefore, Fang Han didn't take this person seriously, so naturally he didn't need to give him a good look.

"It turns out that Junior Brother Fang has a great name that I have admired for a long time, and I admire Yiyuan."

The twelfth-level Qi-refining monk who approached Fang Han did not get angry because of Fang Han's cold attitude. He still knew very well that his cultivation at the twelfth-level Qi-refining level was achieved by taking drugs.

"Senior Brother Shang, what's the matter? If you have nothing to do, leave immediately and don't disturb Junior Brother's practice."

Fang Han saw Shang Yiyuan acting like a fly, with an impatient look on his face, and said directly to Shang Yiyuan in a cold voice.

"Junior brother Fang, how about we form a team in the Hidden Mist Mountains then?"

Shang Yiyuan was not angry, but smiled and said to Fang Han.

"Not interested in."

Fang Han refused directly without thinking. In Fang Han's opinion, there was no need to bring a burden around him. With his own background, he was sure to escape even if he faced an early-stage foundation-building monk, so there was no need to team up with Shang Yiyuan.

"Boy, you have to be careful when you get to the Kirigakure Mountains. No one will collect the corpses there."

Seeing Fang Han's repeated refusals, Shang Yiyuan broke his disguise and became angry and threatened Fang Han, then turned and left.

"It seems that after arriving at the Kirigakure Mountains, I will be the first to sacrifice your head to the Netherworld Soul Reaper Blade. You will not really treat me, Han, as a soft-footed shrimp, Jie Jie Jie!"

Fang Han looked at Shang Yiyuan who was leaving with an angry look on his face, with a cold light in his eyes.

The Wuyin Mountain Range is located in the Cangnan Region, at the intersection of the four top sects' spheres of influence. It is impossible to reach it with the flying speed of a second-order low-grade flying boat in less than a month.

Therefore, the twenty or so Qi Refining disciples on the flying boat chatted for a while when they first got on the flying boat, and then each found a place to sit cross-legged with their eyes closed and enter the state of cultivation.

As the flying boat moved all the way to the Hidden Mist Mountains, it would encounter some Qi Refining cultivators from time to time. When the Qi Refining cultivators encountered the Fei Zhou, they couldn't help but stay away when they saw the Yin Demon Sect's logo engraved on it.

Even the foundation-building cultivators deliberately avoided Feizhou when they saw him. After all, the Yin Demon Sect was one of the four overlords, and it was not something that a small foundation-building casual cultivator could provoke.

"Ahem, there are still three days before we can enter the Kirigakure Mountains. We must patrol well then and don't embarrass our Yin Mo Sect in front of the other three disciples. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhu Youcheng glanced at the people who were still practicing on the flying boat with their eyes closed, and his voice rang in the ears of Fang Han and others.