We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

Chapter 31 As expected of Long Aotian
Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan originally planned to fly directly to the thousand-year-old sycamore tree with their swords, but there was a layer of restrictions above Luoxia Valley. Once they reached the boundary point, they could no longer fly high into the sky. In desperation, they had no choice but to stop by a river. Come down.

The ancient trees in Luoxia Valley are towering, and their dense crowns block out the sky and the sun. The roots of the trees on the ground are twisted. Mottled lichen, moss, and exotic flowers and grasses can be seen everywhere. The weeds move with the wind, and the rustling sounds are vaguely mixed with tiny insects. song.

Ling Lan casually picked up a pebble and tossed it into the water. She squinted at the ripples and said, "Luoxia Valley is so big. I wonder where the thousand-year-old sycamore trees are."

Wen Xiangyi had no clue and responded casually, "It's probably in the deepest part of Luoxia Valley. Let's walk along the river."

"Well, just be careful."

The two of them casually observed the surrounding environment and walked inside cautiously.

Ling Lan has a slender waist and long legs, and walks with long strides, while Wen Xiangyi has weights tied to her legs, and her steps are much slower than usual. She can put some distance between herself and Ling Lan if she puts down a little effort.

However, she didn't want to delay her trip, so she kept trying to walk faster, trying to walk side by side with Ling Lan. Soon sweat started to form on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

Ling Lan noticed this and slowed down a little, "Are you okay?"

"It's not a big problem." Wen Xiangyi wiped off his sweat and smiled at him, then urged him to walk faster.

Ling Lan knew that Wen Xiangyi was training her, and when she said the word "awesome" in her mouth, she no longer deliberately slowed down and waited for her.

The two walked in tandem for a long time, but they didn't encounter any monsters along the way, which made them a little confused.

When they reached the end of the river, a breeze blew by, and Wen Xiangyi keenly smelled the smell of blood. The smell was very light, as if it was coming from a distance.

She immediately untied the white cloth wrapped around the Eternal Life Sword and warned, "It smells of blood."

Ling Lan held the sword and looked forward, her narrow red phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, "There should be someone fighting, maybe it's Jiang Shaobai."

"Go and have a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of air driven by spiritual power rushed towards his face. Several towering trees in the dense forest ahead suddenly fell down, startling a flock of birds!
The two of them looked at each other, pasted a hidden breath charm on themselves and hurried over.

In the dense forest, there were three people fighting. All three were men and they were swordsmen. Two of them, two burly young men, were working together to attack a young man in white.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a charming figure.

His face was as white as snow, and there was still a hint of childishness between his brows, and his expression was cold and incompatible with his age.

A large area of ​​the surrounding trees fell down, forming a large open space. The ground was full of pits and deep marks made by the sword energy.

The cool breeze blew, and a sharp sword energy fell, and the thick tree was cut into several pieces in an instant.

The boy in white took several steps back. He clenched the long black sword in his hand, with a faint trace of blood hanging on his pale lips. He frowned, "I have no enmity with you two, why did you suddenly attack me?"

A man with Chinese characters and a beard laughed, "Of course I want what you have on you. If you want to survive, hand over your Kunwu sword and storage bag!"

The man with a dazed look next to him said, "Jiang Shaobai, we don't want to kill anyone, so just hand it over if you know your identity!" Upon hearing this, Jiang Shaobai's cold and cold eyebrows overflowed with full murderous intent, "The sword is still there when the person is alive." , the sword breaks when a man dies!”

After saying this, he took the initiative to attack.

The bearded man resisted his attack with his sword and sneered, "It seems you haven't figured out the situation yet. You really think you are still the famous swordsman genius!"

As he spoke, he deliberately tightened the word genius a little bit, with an undisguised sarcasm on his face.

"Jiang Shaobai, you are a drowned dog now, don't drink the toast and eat as a penalty!" Diao Shaoyan also mocked, and then the two of them joined forces to fight back.

Jiang Shaobai was already injured, and after a few rounds it became too much.

When the blades collided, he was scratched on the cheek by the sword energy, and gurgling blood instantly flowed down, dyeing the snow-white skirt red.

When the bearded man saw this, his eyes flickered, and there was a hint of lewdness in his eyes, "You look like a pretty boy, maybe I can earn some spiritual stones by selling you to the Furnace Cauldron Pavilion!"

The furnace tripod is the lowest status existence in the world of immortality. It is a tool specially used to provide others with cultivation. It is available to both men and women.

Most of the monks who become furnace tripods are beautiful and have water spiritual roots.

They can practice but their qualifications are not good, so they can only rely on people who are stronger than themselves to gain some benefits.

The furnace cauldron of a big family or sect is different from the furnace cauldron in the furnace cauldron hall. It can be said that they are worlds apart.

The furnaces and cauldrons in big families and sects are usually the private property of a certain true monarch. When you improve your cultivation level, you will also carry a furnace cauldron to make it easier to pick it up next time.

The people inside the Furnace Pavilion are no different from prostitutes, they are basically kidnapped and sold into it.

In the world of cultivating immortals, if someone mentions selling a monk to the Furnace Pavilion, it is the same as saying in the human world that someone is sold to a brothel or the Nanfeng Pavilion.

It is undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation for a former genius to be compared to a prostitute and a coward!
Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan heard these insulting words as soon as they arrived. They hid in the tree and looked at each other, silently lighting incense sticks to the bearded man in their hearts.

If you dare to offend Long Aotian, the grass on your grave will be at least three meters high next year.

When Wen Xiangyi was thinking about when to help, Jiang Shaobai suddenly spoke. The murderous intent in his eyes became even more awe-inspiring. He looked at the two people and said word by word, "Whoever insults me will die!"

After saying that, he stood on tiptoe and stood up in the air, silently reciting a few obscure incantations. A black light burst out from his sword blade and condensed into a phoenix-shaped light group in the air. The two of them flew over!

"Sword intent condensed with demonic energy! Jiang Shaobai, you have indeed cultivated the demonic path!" The expressions of the two people who were still very arrogant changed suddenly when they saw the black light.

The bearded man reacted first and planned to resist, but as soon as he raised the sword, an extremely loud phoenix cry came from the air. The next moment, he was pierced by the black light, and he didn't even have a chance to struggle, and he lost it. No matter how long you live, you will never die with your eyes closed!
Diao Shaoyan never thought that things would turn out like this. They heard that Jiang Shaobai had his sword bone removed and his cultivation was ruined. Now he was a useless person, so they had a sinister plan to steal his things. Who would have thought If you don't grab anything, you will lose your life here!
He immediately knelt down and burst into tears, "Jiang Daojun, spare your life! We were just confused for a moment!"

(End of this chapter)