Chasing the Immortal Road

Chapter 61
"Oh? Fellow Daoist, do you know me?" Although it was a surprised question, there was no hint of surprise in the tone of voice.

An Ziting approached slowly, the young man was handsome, his childishness had long since faded, and the flame on his forehead added to the dusty aura of a sub-cultivator.

He looked relaxed and happy, as if walking in his own courtyard.

Hu Yueniang was not stupid either. After being confused, she probably guessed his intentions.

"You Daoist An are interested in Pearl Mang?"

An Ziting is obsessed with alchemy, but his temperament is not as gentle and pure as he appears on the surface. On the contrary, he is more paranoid, and he can use everything to refine a kind of elixir.

And she heard not long ago that An Ziting was developing a elixir that could instantly boost his cultivation without damaging the practitioner himself.

The most important material among them is the spirit that can instantly boost one's cultivation.

The bead pythons in the outside world are close to extinction, but in the secret realm.
"Fellow Daoist is really smart, so there is no need for An Mou to waste his words."

Hu Yueniang finally couldn't maintain her superficial composure, and said angrily: "An Ziting! There are so many female cultivators in the secret realm, why bother to embarrass me again?"

This An Ziting was the same as those two beasts, and they both paid the same attention:
Use the female cultivator to lure out the pearl python, and then wait for the opportunity to act.

"Oh, how could it be difficult? An is not like those two brothers. An, I want to cooperate with a fellow Taoist." An Ziting said.

Hu Yueniang laughed back angrily: "Hmph, what if Yueniang refuses?" She summoned a weapon, a jet-black broadsword, top-grade treasure.

According to what the two beasts did earlier, to lure out the pearl python, the female cultivator needs to be completely naked, and then smear some stinky mucus on her body.

She had suffered such humiliation once in her life.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the Baili Escape Talisman.

"No, you will agree." After finishing speaking, the male cultivators around Hu Yueniang started to do it.

"Despicable!" Hu Yueniang greeted her with a knife.

But after all, the enemy was outnumbered, and Hu Yueniang was defeated before long, and was finally held up by two male cultivators, who also snatched the two storage bags at her waist.

"Tsk tsk, I don't know how to save some effort." An Ziting approached, pinched and lifted Hu Yueniang's chin, and said cheaply, "The pearl python's brain is no longer effective, and fellow Taoists have no capital to fight back."

Then he gave an order to the male cultivators around him: "Take it away!"

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"call!"

On the shore of the lake, Xiao Fanli emerged from the water, took a long breath, and after confirming that there was no danger around him, he staggered up the bank.

His face was pale, his footsteps were unsteady, he used the Breath Containment Technique, and ran into the forest. The lake behind him had turned green instead of strangely black.

After finding a safe place, Xiao Fanli entered the space.

He didn't completely relax until his body was soaked in the spiritual spring.

Xiao Fanli moved his knuckles slightly, and a cluster of black and blue flames danced at his fingertips.

"Extremely secluded fire. Unexpectedly, this world really exists."

In order to subdue the strange fire, he broke three spiritual weapons and almost lost half of his life. Now he needs to use the spiritual spring to recover from his injuries.

At that time, the sun was hanging high, the wasteland was vast, and heat waves could be seen faintly.

Somewhere in the wilderness, magic weapons collided and spells flew across the sky. Everyone was fighting fiercely, and monks rushed to join in from time to time.

The target of all the monks' competition is the newly born Nine Jade Ling Pagoda, the best spiritual treasure.

The center of the Lingbao battle.

The disciple of Huaxiaozong was beheaded just as soon as he succeeded, and the treasure that was thrown high was reflected in his widened eyes. When he landed, he was struck down by a disciple of the Wanjian Sect with a sword, and rolled a few meters while holding the pagoda tightly with his broken arm, and was snatched by a Qi-refining Dzogchen monk. They swarmed up, and in the melee, the Nine Jade Ling Pagoda was thrown into the air again, was picked up by the flying tiger that suddenly appeared, and flew away from the center of the melee.

All the monks looked together.

(End of this chapter)