The Xiuxian family can't float

Chapter 4
Red Shrimp Island is more than 500 miles away from Cangli Island. It belongs to the outlying islands of the Liuyun Islands. The monks in the surrounding Qi training period use this island as a springboard to go deep into the open sea to hunt monsters in the sea.

The reason why Ling Youdao chose this island is precisely because there is a cultivating square market formed by the spontaneous gathering of scattered cultivators. There is no unified management. It is not uncommon to kill people and steal treasures around the square market.

The speed of Zhihe was not fast, and it took half a day to arrive at Red Shrimp Island Square in the evening.

The owner of Red Shrimp Island is a loose cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. The entire Red Shrimp Island is under his protection, and the monks on the island need to pay "protection fees" on a regular basis.

Ling Youdao handed over a low-grade spirit stone before being put into the market by the cultivator guarding the gate.

Fang City is not very big, there is only one street, and there is a large square at each end of the street.

Cross the square and enter the street. There are various shops on both sides of the street, there are people selling talismans, medicine pills, magic tools, arrays...

Small but complete!

The square at the end of the street was divided into many small stalls, some stalls were already set up by monks during the Qi training period, and some stalls were empty.

These stalls and the shops on both sides of the street are not free, but they need to pay rent to the owner of Red Shrimp Island, the loose cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

Ling Youdao found an inn to stay in, and plans to "act for heaven!" tomorrow

Early the next morning, the sun rose from the east, reflecting the horizon red.

Ling Youdao walked out of the inn and turned around the shops in Fangshi, which quickly attracted the attention of a sixth-level qi cultivator.

The man followed behind him, he accelerated, and the man also accelerated, always keeping a certain distance from him.

Seeing this, Ling Youdao's mouth turned up slightly, revealing an evil smile.

"Sure enough, there are greedy people."

His purpose was to lure the monks into robbing him, so he paid special attention to the situation behind him, and knew from the very beginning that he was being targeted.

Ling Youdao turned around in Fangshi a few times, dispelling the concerns of the man behind him, and then hurriedly walked towards the door of Fangshi.

The sixth-level qi training loose cultivator who followed behind immediately accelerated, "That kid is going around in the market, he must have bought something good, so he needs to hide his eyes and ears like this."

Seeing that the speed of the people in front of him was getting faster and faster, he had some doubts, "Will this kid find me? No!"

"No matter, what if he finds me? I still can't escape from my Wuzhishan."

As soon as he left the market, Ling Youdao immediately flew in the direction of Cangli Island on a paper crane, pretending to be rushing to escape.

The next moment, the loose cultivator rushed out of the market.

I saw that this man was burly, with knotted muscles and a scar on his face.

The man with the scar didn't see Ling Youdao, he sensed the breath remaining in the air a little, and locked the direction of his escape.

He smiled smugly, "Hmph, the prey I saw with my knife scar has never been able to escape."

Immediately, he released a big bird and jumped on the back of the big bird. The big bird flapped its wings and chased after Ling Youdao's escape.

Big Bird's speed was much faster than Zhihe's speed. After a while, Scar caught up with Ling Youdao in the air of a virgin jungle on Red Shrimp Island.

Seeing this, Ling Youdao was not in a hurry at all, instead there was an indescribable ease.

Of course, he only dared to think about it in his heart, not to show it on his face, otherwise, if he was discovered by the scarred man, he would definitely become suspicious, and everything he had done before would be in vain.

Zhihe immediately turned around and rushed towards the primitive jungle below.

Ling Youdao's paper cranes are not as many as the big birds of the scarred man. If there is a fight in the air, it will definitely greatly weaken his combat power, and even be detrimental to him.

It was different in the jungle, he was able to hide better and maximize the sudden blow.

This is called maximizing strengths and avoiding weaknesses!
The scarred man shouted angrily, "Boy, go away!"

Then he said fiercely: "A boiled duck can still make you fly."

Big Bird swooped towards Ling Youdao, and in just one effort, Zhi He and Big Bird landed in the jungle one after another, and the distance between them was only three or four feet.

There are countless towering trees, weeds that are one foot tall, green and green, there are many animals in the distance, deer and birds are singing, most of them are beasts, and there are also a small number of monsters.

Ling Youdao took the paper crane, and the big man with the scar also took the big bird.

The two stood facing each other with a distance of three or four feet. The man with the scars looked at the young boy in front of him, raised the big knife in his hand, and laughed sullenly, "If you are robbed, if the boy knows you, hand over the storage bag on your body. Come out, and the paper crane you just rode on.

Don't resist, if Lao Tzu is happy, maybe he can save your life. "

A smile flashed in Ling Youdao's eyes, but his hands kept shaking, and he stuttered when he spoke.

"This... this fellow Daoist, I... I'm just a small loose cultivator, and I can't scrape a tael of flesh all over my body. You... you hold your hands high and let me go."

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over the storage bag quickly, or I will let you taste the power of Grandpa Scar's water-breaking knife."

Seeing that the young man shivered and took off the storage bag on his waist, the big man with the scar was proud of his eyes.

"Count your acquaintances!"

At this moment, what he thought in his mind was not to let Ling Youdao go, but to give him a good time later.

"Throw the storage bag over here."

Ling Youdao's hands and legs were shaking violently.

"Hurry up, dawdling like a woman."

As soon as the voice fell, Ling Youdao fell to the ground with a "pop" sound, and threw the storage bag in his hand.

The big man with scars scolded, "Trash, you can fall down when you walk, and you will lose all the faces of our cultivators."

The big man with scars is like a senior who is teaching a low-level monk.

Ling Youdao lowered his head and pressed his hands to the ground, green grass covering his cuffs.

He watched the scarred man approach his storage bag step by step, lifted the knife in his hand, and bent over to pick up the storage bag in the grass.

Suddenly, Ling Youdao slapped the ground with both hands and stood up abruptly.

"Robbery!"

"what!"

The scarred man was startled and retracted his outstretched hand.

However, without waiting for the scarred man to hold the water-breaker, Ling Youdao waved his sleeves towards him.

A black light flashed across the center of the scarred man's eyebrows.

"You... how come you are also practicing the sixth level of Qi..."

Before the scarred man could finish his words, he fell to the ground in a fit of rage and died.

Ling Youdao smiled hey hey, "I'm doing things for the heavens and eradicating a scourge for the world of immortals."

He quickly put away his storage bag and the black needle that had been shot into the scarred man's head, then walked over to the scarred man's corpse, bent down and stretched out his hand to remove the storage bag from the scarred man's waist.

Suddenly, a blue light flew in the distance, and the speed of the blue light was extremely fast, and the storage bag he had just picked up was knocked into the grass again.

(End of this chapter)