Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 159: As time goes by, the land master gets the advantage

Chen Mou landed at the west gate of Yudai City, fifty miles away, and then walked into the city. He didn't want to attract other people's attention. It was very boring to be in the limelight in front of mortals.

A man and a woman flew out of the attic high in the city, and landed directly in front of Chen Mou.

"Fellow Daoist, please show your ID card."

Chen Mou recognized the two men as monks from Danyang Sect and Wanyao Mountain through the patterns embroidered on their robes. He took out the Xuandu Jade Medal from his sleeve and showed it to them.

He didn't expect that the small mortal city would monitor the monks so closely.

The two of them should have a magic weapon to monitor the aura at hand, and all the monks coming in and out are under their control.

"It's Xuandu Taoist Chen, please feel free!"

The two recognized each other's unusual identity, and without asking for a closer look, they hurriedly raised their hands and saluted.

Chen Mou returned the greeting and saw pedestrians taking detours on the street. He was no longer surprised by the gods flying high in the sky, and asked: "Two fellow Taoists, are there evil cultivators causing trouble? This has never been like this before."

The man is a foundation-building cultivator of the Danyang Sect, with a silver ding-ding pattern embroidered on his chest, and he said through voice transmission: "Two thieves from the foundation-building realm escaped the pursuit and fled into the Tiangreed Mountain Range. A city for mortals, so as not to burn people's lives."

Chen Mou nodded. The countryside outside the city was too big to take care of.

He turned and walked out of the city.

Jade Belt City is located between Danyangfang and the Tianlu Mountains. He is worried about Xu'er's safety. Disciples of various sects generally have foundation-building skills so they can travel alone. Qi-refining realm disciples must go out together.

The two of them were left looking at each other. The core disciples of Xuandu Temple wouldn't be so timid, right?
I was scared away, shouldn't be.

Chen Mou settled on the top of Xiaohuang Mountain five miles away from Guqiao Village to the north. With his ears, he could hear the sound of playing, beating, chanting, and the sound of firecrackers in the village. He took out a few array devices and arranged them in the gaps between the trees. Second level protective formation.

Clean the ground a little and bring a coffee table, water, stools and other items from Tianbei Mountain Cave.

Make a pot of spiritual tea, drink tea alone and read a book.

Release the ghost and make it lurk in the cemetery outside the village, so that you can know in time if there is any trouble.

In the afternoon, Chen Mou was honing his day-to-day Jiugong swordsmanship in the formation on the top of the mountain, and suddenly stopped. There were five Qi-refining monks who passed by here outside, Yu Jian flew close to spy, and they noticed some strange fluctuations in the formation .

The harsh living environment of the low-level casual cultivators has created endless robberies and plunders.

Outside the market, predators of the weak and the strong abound.

Chen Mou had lived in Fangshi for many years, and he had heard too many rules in the wild, so he slashed out of the formation with a sword.

A beam of sword energy was as red as fire, and it was cut more than thirty feet away and exploded.

A rain of dots of fire covered an area ten feet in size, and the rain of fire fell and turned into a circle of fire needles threading a needle. The sky was densely covered with dazzling lines of fire, sweeping towards the direction of five people and killing them.

"Senior, please forgive me. We didn't mean to offend you, so I apologize."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"Let's go."

The five people were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and each of them slipped away with the sword.

They also know that the seniors in the formation on the top of the mountain have no intention of killing them. Otherwise, if the sword cuts directly above their heads, how can they survive?
The long sword in Chen Mou's hand moved slightly, and the whistling fire needle circled and disappeared sadly.

He was very satisfied with his practice of using the sword qi control method.

When Senior Brother Cui pointed out to him that he could take the path of Yuan Bo, he thought about combining swordsmanship with spells.

He has a strong spiritual sense, and when it comes to things that are difficult for others to achieve, after a few casual words from Lao Yuan, and taking advantage of the convenience of the natal fire pattern, he has actually achieved results.

His flames contain true fire attributes.

Anyone who underestimates his sword-controlling technique and thinks it's a fancy show but will suffer a big loss if he is careless.

He has always worked hard, but the friends he made in the world of spirits and the enemies he had to deal with were far beyond him, making him seem mediocre and giving him no chance to show off his mediocre skills.

You can only use your brain to make up for your own shortcomings with your own strengths, and give people an unfathomable feeling.Night fell, darkness enveloped.

Chen Mou walked out of the back hall of Taisu Mountain and walked around for a while.

Shen Xing just happened to appear at the corner of the corridor, followed the young master's footsteps, and whispered the important news during this period. If the young master is interested, he will explain it in detail.

"Is there any movement in the Green Bamboo Pavilion?"

"There is still something secretly there. Ever since my subordinates followed your wishes, Young Master, and diverted the trouble eastward, the news spread that Zhuye Qing was plotted by Yunzhongjian, and was then seized by Senior Bi Yan to kill him. The details are true, and there is no trace of them. In addition, the Killer Organization of Zhanji Pavilion has successively killed level [-] killers, which is inseparable from the Green Bamboo Pavilion. The subordinates also let out the news at the right time. Zhanji Pavilion and Green Bamboo Pavilion are incompatible and will launch a revenge. Anyway, the two of them are hundreds of people. We have been enemies for many years, but this time the fire has become even more intense."

"Very well, let them go dog-eat-dog. Later, you can only add more fuel and jealousy when enough is enough. Don't go overboard."

Chen Mou admired Shen Xing's insidious ability very much. He was a bandit cultivator before, but he was the one who put Shen Xing in the right position.

Shen Xing cupped his hands and said, "This subordinate obeys."

Chen Mou asked casually, "Have you dealt with the skin, flesh and bones of that fourth-order monster snake?"

It was also rare for Shen Xing to go back to the sect. He spent most of his time in the city, saying: "Hua Chaoyue asked the He family for help to refine the leather into several pieces of inner armor and battle clothes, and refine the fangs into two handles. Scimitars, snake tendons forged into long-term magic weapons, flesh and bones, snake gall, etc., according to Lian Han's idea, held a small-scale auction and sold them to several families and monster clan forces. "

Chen Mou had already received a subpoena for these things, and he had heard from Hua Chaoyue and others.

That's not what he wanted to hear.

"Hua Chaoyue didn't dare to hide anything. She wanted to ask the young master to sell a few pieces of inner armor and battle clothes made from monster snake skin to some of his subordinates at a price. After earning money, he will pay off the debt slowly."

Shen Xing said with a hey smile.

He had a lot of dealings with the young master, and the other three villains encouraged him to talk about this matter.

"If you need it, you can book it at the market price first. There are also fangs, scimitars and snake tendons. Hua Chaoyue can use it first if you want it. Don't expect me to reward you with kindness."

Chen Mou agreed with a smile.

No one can reach out and take anything he doesn't give to him. This is the rule.

"Thank you, my lord. Hua Chaoyue actually wants it all. She is too embarrassed to ask. She will pay off the debt slowly when she has time."

Shen Xing smiled and cupped his hands, said a few more words, and left.

The sun had risen, and Chen Mou went down the mountain.

Bi Yan is like an old farmer in a short jacket, trousers rolled up, and a bamboo hat, busy in the field facing the loess and back to the sky.

In the shed by the stream, Yin Bodu, a stout tiger demon, was reclining on a bamboo chair, holding a cattail leaf fan and opening his chest to reveal his fluffy yellow hair.

Chen Mou is no stranger to this, and several of Bi Yan's monster friends often come to "visit".

After going back and forth once or twice, I became familiar with it.

The relationship between him and the elders of the demon tribe in the city naturally turned around, except for the fox-faced old man and the dwarf old monster.

Yin Bo, who was as comfortable as the old man next door, greeted, and Chen Mou walked to the large spiritual field in the distance that was restricted by formations.

The new top-quality spiritual rice is guarded by the land master in the [-] mu spiritual field.

Fang Bi walked along Tiankan Road with a smile every day, and no one except the young master was allowed in.

The spiritual seeds promoted last year have been cultivated and planted in various places this year. As a person in the land, Fang Bi feels very clearly the benefits of the subtle and continuous flow of luck. His spirit is getting stronger day by day, and he is becoming more and more harmonious with this world.

He can use more of his natural talents to take care of the spiritual field in an even more different way.

Following the young master's time and fortune, he got all the money.

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(End of this chapter)