The Immortal Spiritual Picture

At this moment, a golden elixir monk suddenly appeared in everyone's sight. He was wearing a mask, and his original face could not be seen clearly, and he came straight towards Ancestor Haofeng and others.

"If seniors and others want to enter our Guiyifang City, they need to hand over the recommender's seal."

Before he could finish speaking, Patriarch Haofeng snorted coldly. He waved his sleeves without any warning and immediately knocked back the masked Golden Core monk for hundreds of meters.

The golden elixir stage monk groaned, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he felt that his internal organs were about to burst.

"This is my seal, are you satisfied?"

Ancestor Haofeng’s voice was cold.

The golden elixir stage monk hunched over and panted for a long time before saying:

"It's my fault, junior. Senior, please come in."

After he finished speaking, he took out a jade token and pointed it at the mountains at his feet. He saw a ray of light from the jade token hitting the mountains.

Suddenly, the mountains slowly made a sound and opened up, revealing a city protected by a dark blue formation.

At this moment, a ten-foot-sized entrance has been opened above the formation.

Just when Patriarch Haofeng and others were about to enter the formation, the masked Jindan monk suddenly said again:

"I wonder if this junior is lucky enough to know the senior's Taoist number?"

Ancestor Haofeng's face darkened, and as soon as he raised his hand, Ancestor Xuanlin stretched out his arms and wrapped them around him, saying:

"Husband, don't be angry~

We are here to do business with others, not to kill people;

Besides, my husband has just accomplished a great feat, and it’s time to celebrate. Don’t let this reckless boy spoil your fun, okay~”

Ancestor Xuanlin's voice seemed to have eighteen clips on it, which made Ancestor Haofeng's skin crawl with goosebumps.

However, on the surface, Patriarch Haofeng did not show any flaws. He laughed a few times and then hugged Patriarch Xuanlin's waist.

"That's what the beauty said!

Come on, let's go in! "

Qi Zhi and Feng Yidao pursed their lips and followed Ancestor Haofeng and Xuan Lin into the formation together. ŴŴŴ.

After entering Fangshi, Patriarch Haofeng and his party walked struttingly on the street. Not only that, Patriarch Haofeng's spiritual consciousness also scanned the monks and shops on both sides unscrupulously, which made many people unhappy, but he couldn't help it. With the cultivation level of Nascent Soul stage, ordinary people can't defeat him, they can only dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

But then again, this kind of thing is not uncommon in evil cultivator markets.

Because evil cultivators are inherently enemies of the world, and being alive today does not mean that they will be alive tomorrow. They have killed many people, so how can they care about etiquette and politeness.

The vast majority of evil cultivators are the kind who are drunk now and can do whatever they want without treating themselves badly.

Just like what Patriarch Haofeng did in Fangshi just now, although it is difficult to understand among ordinary monks, it is normal for it to happen to evil cultivators.

Ancestor Haofeng held Ancestor Xuanlin's waist with one hand, and the other hand had a few hairs hidden in his sleeve. They seemed to be walking aimlessly on the street, but in fact they were sensing the monster. location.

Half an hour later, Haoran Sect and other monks entered an inn.

Later, in a private room, Patriarch Haofeng waved his hand to set a ban, shook his head and said:

"The tracking spell did not track the monster beast, but this is normal. There are few tracking spells in the Yuyang Realm that can directly track the spirit beast bag or storage magic weapon;

I just checked, and there are only four places in this city with fifth-level formations or restricted shelters.

As long as you find a way to explore these four places, you may be able to find the ghost-hand Hu Dao. "

Everyone nodded.

Qi Zhi thought for a while and said:

"I'll go to the market later to find a few people to inquire and see if I can find out anything."

Ancestor Haofeng nodded,

“Okay, proceed with caution.

If you find anything wrong, report it to us immediately. "

Qi Zhi nodded to show that he understood.

So, half an hour later, in a restaurant in Fangshi.

Qi Zhi squinted his eyes and looked at the several Zifu monks standing in front of him, and remained silent.

Behind him, Feng Yidao stood there, with a coldness all over his body.

Several Zifu monks looked at each other, wondering what the two seniors' intentions were in calling them here.

After a long while, someone finally couldn't hold it any longer. He took a half step forward, bowed his waist, lowered his head and smiled flatteringly:

"senior······"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Zhi raised his hand, and then saw a brocade box appear on the table.

Several Zifu period monks scanned it with their spiritual consciousness and discovered that there was a gold-forming elixir among them.

Suddenly his eyes turned red.

Although they are all evil cultivators, it is relatively easier to advance to the golden elixir than other righteous cultivators, but blood sacrifices cannot be held casually, and if you accidentally get into trouble, you may not be able to do it. His cultivation was used as a blood sacrifice by others.

So if you can use the Golden Elixir to advance to the Golden Elixir, that would naturally be the best.

At this time, Qi Zhi spoke unhurriedly,

"As for this golden elixir, I only have this one left in my hand, so only one person can receive this golden elixir today.

I heard that several of them are Bai Xiaosheng here. If you want to inquire about something, you won’t be wrong to ask them. "

Hearing this, several people nodded in unison.

Some people started to brag about themselves.

"Senior, if you have any questions, just ask me. Whether you want to buy some elixir or magic weapon, or find someone or something, or inquire about some secret ruins, I can satisfy you."

Qi Zhi smiled.

Half an hour later, Qi Zhi walked out of the restaurant.

Then he smiled and transmitted:

"Brother, do you think these people will go to report the news, and then collect a reward."

Feng Yidao shook his head, took out a few communication talismans, wrote a few lines of secret words, and activated them.

Not long after, Patriarch Haofeng and others came to the vicinity of a building.

This is a casino, with many guests coming and going, most of whom are Jindan or Zifu period cultivators.

Some people left in groups of three or five, some left alone with a gray face like a bereaved mother, and some were driven out with unwillingness or resentment.

For someone like Patriarch Haofeng, who has such a cultivation level and brought two female cultivators into the casino, it can be said that he is very eye-catching.

Here, as soon as Patriarch Haofeng entered the casino, he was taken to the top floor by a smiling waiter.

Of course, not all the gamblers on the top floor are Yuanying stage cultivators, but the wealth and gambling skills of the people here are not inferior to ordinary Yuanying cultivators.

Patriarch Haofeng looked at the crowd with a haughty look, and nodded with satisfaction after seeing two Yuanying cultivators, and sat down with a swagger.

Then he naturally held Patriarch Xuanlin's waist, but did not speak.

Behind Patriarch Haofeng, Luo Yan, wearing a mask, stood there motionless, and no one knew what he was thinking.