Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

  Chapter 111 Ink Color Ring! Tianleizi! (3 more, ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass!)

  Li Feiyu felt very helpless.

   Out of caution, he deliberately took a detour, returned to the cave at the end of the Taiyue Mountains in Xizhou, and then entered the late stage of foundation establishment.

  But I never thought of it, good luck tricks people.

   The more I want to be quiet, the more this **** **** is not a little bit less!

but…

   There are some interesting things.

   This group of people in blue, led by the seven or eight-level immortal cultivators in the Qi refining stage, was actually chasing a fragment of a magic weapon.

  Listen to the meaning...

  This magic weapon fragment is also interesting, it can actively shield the monk's spiritual consciousness.

   Otherwise, I wouldn’t have searched for it a little bit, and even searched for it!

   Of course, it is also possible...

   It’s because the cultivation base of these guys is too low.

...

  Combined with the Dzogchen's exorcism technique, the powerful spiritual consciousness directly snatched the long sword magic weapon of the man in blue.

  Well, a mid-level high-grade magic weapon.

  Back then, Lian Feijian would have snatched away the talisman if he wanted to. Naturally, this ordinary magic weapon was no problem.

"This this…"

   "Uncle Zhuzi, are you okay?!"

   "Leave me alone... this is a senior from the Foundation Establishment Period!"

  …

  Foundation period!

  Senior!

  Other mortals were confused and didn't know what the foundation building period was, but they were still shocked and shocked...

   Unexpectedly, the noble young man in the last carriage was also an immortal teacher!

  Besides, look at appearance…

   Far stronger than all these immortal masters!

   "Qianqianqian...Senior..."

   Facing the man in blue who was approaching step by step, with his magic weapon pointed between his brows, his tongue seemed to be tied.

  Can't even articulate a word.

   "Hmph, want to go?"

   At this time.

  Li Feiyu sneered!

  The next moment, I saw an immortal cultivator outside, bursting out of breath, breaking free from the pressure of coercion...

  Standing on Yufengjue, chanting the evasion spell in his mouth, he is about to leave!

   Just when everyone thought that this cultivator would escape successfully.

  A big blue-gold hand descended out of thin air, and slapped the figure of the cultivator to the ground.

   Bang!

  The whole person exploded into pieces and turned into a cloud of blood mist!

   Not even the bones of meat scraps were left behind!

   At this moment, everyone was trembling with horror.

  Li Feiyu ignored all gazes and didn't care about the opinions of these people, but came to the man in blue.

   "Mask!"

  The man in blue, who had just got his tongue tied, spit out two words happily: "Senior, the fragment of the magic weapon...is a half mask, which was picked up by a guy at a nearby casual practice party..."

  The man in blue said it happily.

  Things are very simple... kill and seize treasure!

   It's just that the men in blue were a little bit incapable of murdering and arsonating, causing the opponent to escape with serious injuries.

   Li Feiyu squinted his eyes slightly, and the Wood Emperor's Order came out instantly!

   Directly controlling the spirits of the surrounding vegetation...

  No wind blows.

  The vegetation trembled slightly, making a small swishing sound.

  They searched for Li Feiyu the immortal cultivator who had a fragment of the magic weapon and was seriously injured and escaped.

   "Senior, I... I didn't know that senior was here, I should die, I shouldn't..."

   "Poof!"

   A sword stabbed the man in blue in front of him to death!

  Looking at Yan Zhu who was kneeling on one side, his face was pale.

  The burly and strong man also showed a look of fear at this time, as if he didn't expect that the heroic and noble boy in front of him was so ruthless!

  The man in blue told all the truth, but he still hasn't been let go!

  For the sake of the fragments of the magic weapon, the boy still silenced and killed him!

  Which means…

  He...even everyone here will die!

   "Senior, I am Yan Zhu, a child of the Yan family, and I hope that senior will spare these ordinary people!"

   "They don't understand anything!"

   "And if there is an accident with the convoy, people from the Yan family will investigate. Seniors should go after the magic weapon, so why bother?"

  Yan Zhu's face turned pale, and he mustered up the courage to speak.

  I hope that the heroic young man in front of me will spare the mortals of the world...

   Li Feiyu glanced sideways.

   It's a bit unexpected, as a cultivator, this Yanzhu... is quite affectionate and righteous to ordinary people.

Ok?

  Li Feiyu's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yanzhu's side, the girl in plain clothes wearing a veil among the mother and daughter...

  【Ink Color Ring—Level: Not Influential, Spiritual Root: None...】

  Ink color ring!

  The name...

  Li Feiyu stared at the other party's dark and lively eyes that were flushed from crying just now.

   Vaguely recalled fragmented memories.

  In the original novel, the Mohist family was attacked by the Five Colors Gate with the support of the Spirit Beast Mountain behind them...

  Doctor Mo's widows are facing a catastrophe and fly away separately.

   Among them, the Yan family was lucky to be wearing the ink color ring. When he was hunted down, he met Yanzhu, a low-level monk in Yanling Castle.

   Was brought back to live in Yanling Castle by the other party!

   It was actually the name Yan Zhu, which only appeared once, and Li Feiyu couldn't wake up for a while.

   Now that I remember clearly, it is not surprising that this burly and strong man has a temperament.

  Looking at the ink color ring...

   Li Feiyu made a calculation in his mind.

  It was mentioned in the original book that when Han Li was twenty-eight years old, when he met Mo Caihuan again in Yanling Castle, he learned that the Mo family and Jingjiao would be destroyed more than seven years ago!

  He is the same age as Han Li, now twenty... twenty-one months away.

   In terms of time, roughly match!

  He didn’t go to Jiayuan City back then.

   I never thought about it, and after going around, I still got stuck.

   Facing the gaze of the aloof immortal master, Mo Caihuan bowed her head angrily and nervously.

   My heart is getting more and more painful.

  If you have spiritual roots, you are a cultivator...

  The Mohists will not fail.

   Now I won't be treated so lightly!

   "Senior, this is my daughter... She is a miserable person. The second husband she was engaged to was just like the first one. He died before getting married!"

   "I suspect she is a widow!"

  Yan Zhu was anxious, and said again: "Otherwise, the little girl would not have both parents, but she is wearing plain clothes and mourning!"

  Li Feiyu's gaze finally moved. As for Yan Zhu's little trick, he could only say that the other party was quick-witted.

   Also lazy to explain being misunderstood.

  The long sword fell to the ground and was inserted diagonally into the ground!

  Li Feiyu waved his hand, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, his big blue-gold hand landed on the blue-clothed man's hand...

   took out a blue ball the size of a ball.

   "Tianleizi!"

  Yan Zhu cried out in surprise, as if he understood something.

   It's not that the young man in front of him is cruel and merciless, but he found out in advance that the man in blue is holding the thunderbolt in his hand and has evil intentions!

  Li Feiyu took Tianleizi away and glanced at the trees on one side.

   I understand that I found the guy who was seriously injured and escaped.

  The fire bomb technique ignites the body of the man in blue, drives the smoke to move, and turns into green smoke and goes away!

  In a flash!

  Everyone was in a trance, as if they hadn't thought of it, so they escaped unharmed.

  All the blue-clothed man's partners left one after another, not daring to neglect, for fear that the other party would kill a carbine and even dare not pick up the blue-clothed man's high-grade magic weapon.

   "Yan Zhu thanked senior for saving him!"

  Yan Zhu got up, cupped his hands and cupped his fists, and expressed his gratitude to the empty sky.

   "We just misunderstood him..."

  After Yan Zhu finished all this, he looked back at the puzzled Yan Shi and Mo Caihuan, and explained the situation of Tianleizi.

   "Such a young Foundation Establishment cultivator has a bright future, and his heart is not cruel..."

   "Just now... If I really liked the color ring, it would be my fault. You must know that this is definitely a rare marriage in a thousand years!"

  Listening to Yan Zhu's words, Yan Shi and Mo Caihuan looked at each other.

  Mo Caihuan just shook her head, but felt that she had lost something.

  (end of this chapter)