Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

"Everyone from Qingyun Sect deserves to die!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was staring at the outer disciple of Qingyun Sect as ferociously as an evil ghost.

"No, don't mess around. I'm also trapped here. I can't go back to the sect right now. I'm the same as you!"

When the outer sect disciple saw the look in the middle-aged Taoist's eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave and hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

He didn't want to become the target of everyone's anger, and he himself was also extremely angry, because after the sect protection formation was activated, those who did not return to the sect in time would never be able to enter it again unless the formation was closed.

This means that he has also become an abandoned child of the sect.

But the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't listen to this explanation at all. With a fierce look in his eyes, he wanted to take action.

However, the outer disciple of Qingyun Sect moved faster. Realizing that something was not right, he quickly dived into the crowd and disappeared, leaving the middle-aged Taoist priest with a look of astonishment.

"That's right, everyone in Qingyun Sect deserves to die. Let's go find those patrol teams and see what they say!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was still furious and turned around to appeal to the crowd.

So the followers gathered, and under the leadership of the middle-aged Taoist priest, they began to look for the traces of the patrol members.

But after searching for a long time, they found nothing, which made everyone's faces even gloomier.

The middle-aged cultivator stared fiercely in the direction of Qingyun Sect and gritted his teeth and said, "It is obvious that this is a plan that Qingyun Sect had made long ago. Not only have we been abandoned, but Qingyun Sect also withdrew all patrols when we were not paying attention. They are truly worthy of being a large sect, treating us casual cultivators like pigs and dogs!"

When they found out that even the patrol team had been withdrawn to Qingyun Sect, the cultivators in the market town completely exploded as if gunpowder had been ignited.

"Find, find the people from Qingyun Sect!"

"That's right, Qingyun Sect must give us an explanation!"

"Let's go, and buy everything we can before others react!"

"Hurry, hurry, let's go too. The market is going to be in chaos!"

Countless monks were shouting wildly or cursing Qingyun Sect's shameless behavior.

For a moment, the entire Qingyun Mountain market was in chaos.

Even chaos is not enough to describe the scene in the market at this time, and all kinds of scenes that were unimaginable in the past were staged one after another.

Some people stayed where they were and kept cursing the Qingyun Sect, some began to act recklessly in despair, some began to quietly disperse after realizing that something was wrong, and some began to try to take advantage of the chaos. In short, all kinds of chaos were taking place.

Wei Hong was the one who left quietly when he saw that the situation was not right. He knew that the market town would be in chaos soon, so he quietly returned to his own independent courtyard before the chaos, and then activated all the protective formations.

Not only that, the lower-middle-grade first-order formation obviously could not make Wei Hong feel at ease, so he took out the Nine Palaces Falling Rock Formation and arranged it in the courtyard, completely covering the courtyard.

After setting up the formation, he heaved a sigh of relief: "More than 10,000 people are trapped in the market. It seems that the market will not only be in chaos, but will also fall into turmoil. Fortunately, I am still safe here."

With the protection of a triple formation, Wei Hong's place is definitely one of the safer places in the entire market.

The chaos that would follow in the market town was completely foreseeable, and Wei Hong didn't want to be dragged into this chaos that he had no idea when it would end.

Sure enough, not long after that the market town became completely chaotic just as he had expected.

Many smart people have already started preparing for a rainy day and have rushed into major shops to buy everything.

Treasure Pavilion.

A fierce-looking burly monk rushed into the treasure pavilion and shouted to a servant, "Quick, bring me five bottles of Qingling Pills, five bottles of Hemostasis and Tissue Regeneration Pills, and twenty Fiery Sun Talismans. Hurry up."

Before the servant could answer, three monks rushed in from outside the door.

"Hurry, hurry, boss, bring me any elixirs and talismans you have. I need them right away!"

"Give it to me first. I need ten bottles of Qi-boosting pills, and thirty exorcism talismans and scorching sun talismans. Go get them now!"

"Me, me, me, and me. I need fifty kilograms of first-grade, top-quality monster meat, and fifty kilograms of spiritual rice. Bring them to me now!"

As soon as the three men came in, they gave loud orders to the servants of the Treasure Pavilion, looking like they wanted to complete the transaction as quickly as possible.

But the manager of the Treasure Pavilion stood up and said, "Dear Taoist friends, I am very sorry. From today on, our pavilion will suspend the sale of any goods, and will soon close. I hope you will understand and forgive me!"

His words were extremely polite, but his attitude was extremely tough. He did not give the cultivators any chance to say anything. Five cultivators at the peak of Qi training appeared behind him at the same time, with their vigorous aura, causing those cultivators' faces to change drastically.

"Dear fellow Taoists, please come in!"

The steward extended his hand to see the guest off with a stern look in his eyes.

Obviously, the manager of the Treasure Pavilion is extremely well-informed. He naturally knows what the current situation in the market is. Therefore, it is impossible for him to sell anything. Instead, he has to grab all the goods in his hands as if they were rare commodities.

Closing the door and sending guests away, this is the attitude of the Treasure Pavilion.

Faced with the powerful Treasure Pavilion, the monks could only retreat with reluctance on their faces.

Then the Treasure Pavilion directly closed the door and activated their protective magic circle.

Danfu Pavilion.

At this time, in this small to medium-sized shop called Danqi Pavilion, four or five cultivators were crowding in at the same time, wanting to buy pills and talismans from the shopkeeper.

Faced with the aggressive monks, the shopkeeper could only smile and clasp his fists and say, "Dear Taoist friends, I am very sorry, but all the goods in our pavilion have been sold out. Please look elsewhere!"

The shopkeeper was also a smart man. Although he had not yet closed the store, he had already collected all the goods in the store in time. Now the store indeed looked empty.

However, those red-eyed monks simply did not accept the shopkeeper's explanation. One of the black-faced monks, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, stood up and said in a deep voice: "Shopkeeper, don't use this to evade us. We just want to buy some pills and talismans. It's not that we don't want to pay. Hurry up, we will leave as soon as the money and goods are settled, and we will not stay a moment longer!"

After these words were spoken, the other three people stared at the shopkeeper with vicious expressions.

The shopkeeper suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and could only force a smile and explain:

"My fellow Taoists, the goods in our store have really been sold out. You all know what the market situation is like recently. There are too many people rushing to buy the goods. I hope you can forgive me!"