Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

at dusk.

It's time for the cultivators to get together every day.

In the crowd, a young immortal cultivator looked around, but could not find the person he wanted to see, and finally walked to Pan Daochang's side:

"Dao Master, why didn't you see Fairy Lu?"

"Oh." Pan Daochang replied:

"Friend Daoist Lu has something to do, he has already left."

"Gone?" The young man looked regretful:

"The exchange meeting is not over yet, why did you leave so soon? I still want to ask her to visit Pingfeng Mountain for a few days."

"Haha..." Someone laughed:

"Sun Xiaoyou, you are afraid that you don't want others to be guests, but you want people to enter your grandson's house, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense." It is obvious that young people are rarely ridiculed like this, and their faces are instantly red.

"That's right." One person asked in a low voice:

"I haven't seen Tao Jing today. He is a man, but he never missed me waiting for a small gathering."

"He's gone too." The other person replied:

"When I came just now, I happened to see him and Wu Fatong going out through the back door with him."

"Um?"

"It's getting late, so I chose this time to leave?"

"Wu Fatong offended the Moshan Ning family, probably because he was afraid of being missed, he chose this kind of time when there was no one."

"Yes?"

Hearing this, Pan Daochang felt thoughtful on his face, but shook his head for a moment, no longer thinking about it.

He is only responsible for the people in his Taoist temple, and everything has nothing to do with him when he comes out of the Taoist temple.

Life and death are fateful, wealth is in heaven!

…………

"drive!"

"drive!"

Under the dim sky, the horseshoe was anxious.

Do not ask for a strong horse under the hips, but a good horse of first class, if it is a smooth road, it will be no longer a problem.

Lu Muhui's sedan was pulled by a ferocious horse, and the speed was not slow.

The two went out of the Taoist temple, went to the official road, and drove all the way, planning to go to the next town to rest.

"Taibai Mountain Tong Family is a renunciation immortal cultivator, similar to... Shang Family, it has not been born for many years."

Lu Muhui raised the curtain of the car and explained to Moqiu:

"I heard from Daochang Pan that the Tong family is not thriving, and now there are only three or four immortal cultivators in the big family."

"However, a young man with amazing talent came out the year before last.

At this point, she couldn't help but look envious.

The nineteenth mother of the Lu Mansion was actually extremely talented in practice, but he didn't like to practice since he was a child.

But I am very interested in many miscellaneous studies.

Now, there are more than twenty, but only the cultivation base of the fifth level of refining qi.

Although he woke up after the family was in trouble, it was impossible to catch up.

After a pause, she continued:

"So, Tong's family intends to let him go to the fairy island to seek opportunities to see if he can visit the fairy gate."

"Nineteen mothers." Mo Qiu looked over and asked:

"Do you have any specific requirements for entering the Xianjia sect?"

"Yes." Lu Muhui snapped his fingers and said:

"I don't know much, but before the age of twenty, you can enter most sects by refining the eighth level."

"Of course, the best ones won't work!"

Before the age of twenty?

Eight layers of gas refining?

Don't ask for subconscious pursing.

As far as he knows, many of the top masters of the Cultivation Clan are no more than eight levels of Qi refining.

At this level of cultivation, most casual cultivators are over half a hundred years old.

"Of course, if you have other abilities, you can also lower the requirements." Lu Muhui immediately said:

"For example, practitioners who are proficient in alchemy, talisman making, refining tools, etc., all martial arts also need."

"Where is the formation?"

"I'm waiting for a casual cultivator, how many formations do I know?"

The formation technique, even the lowest rank, consumes something that a small family can provide.

Moqiu thoughtfully, nodded slowly.

at the same time.

He subconsciously touched his waist.

There, there was a token with a word Yan engraved on the front.

With it, Moqiu, who was originally quite worried about the trip to Fairy Island, also gained a bit of confidence.

"Brother Mo don't have to worry too much." Seeing his face change, Lu Muhui thought about it, and said again:

"Xianjia sect also has high and low points, maybe I can join some small schools."

"As long as you enter the fairy gate, you can bring two Taoist soldiers and follow them to the faction, and you can follow in."

"Oh!" Mo Qiu moved his eyes slightly:

"I'm waiting for those who practice martial arts, can't you directly worship the Xianjia sect?"

"Uh..." Lu Muhui's face was slightly stiff, and she said in a slanderous manner:

"It seems impossible."

"The warrior can only enter the sect as a Taoist soldier, serve the practitioner, do various tasks, and then exchange for the practice."

"If you can turn the innate true qi in your body into mana before the age of forty, you can worship the sect."

Having said that, she slowed down and said:

"Brother Mo has outstanding talents. As long as he obtains the method, he can definitely become a true immortal cultivator."

Don't ask for a groaning face.

A Taoist soldier, the weapon and vassal of a Taoist man, cannot be free, so he naturally doesn't want it.

I don't know if Yanshiling is working well.

"Right." He thought for a while and said:

"Does the nineteenth mother know Yanzong?"

"I know." Lu Muhui nodded:

"A well-known Xian family sect can refine all kinds of magical tools, and there are more masters of refiners."

"Why, Brother Mo wants to join this sect?"

"I am……"

"Huh!"

Before his words fell, the sky suddenly heard the sharp cry of the goshawk, and his complexion changed immediately.

"wrong!"

"What's the matter?" Lu Muhui looked surprised.

"Someone is following us." Mo Qiu frowned and raised his head to look at the Skyhawk Goshawk, and said solemnly:

"Two people!"

"Did you happen to take the same path?" Lu Muhui tightly pressed her hand and said cautiously:

"Perhaps, I won't follow it after the front."

"Um……"

Do not ask for the same expression, just flick the rein, greet the fierce horse, and speed up.

It's getting late, and there is no place in front of the village and no shop behind. The possibility of coincidence is unlikely.

as predicted.

After he deliberately walked up the mountain trail, the two people behind still followed, and the speed suddenly increased.

The comer is not good!

He narrowed his eyes and looked sideways at Lu Muhui.

The immortal cultivators in Taoist temple come from all parts of the Jin Dynasty and can travel long distances. It is impossible for them to be like Lu Muhui who has never been out of the house.

Among the immortal cultivators, most of them are on the seventh or eighth level of Qi refining, and Pan Daochang is on the tenth level of Qi refining.

The two people in the back must have a strong cultivation base.

Mo Qiu was able to defeat the fifth-level qi training old monster Huang, facing two qi refiners, he was not sure!

…………

"what?"

Tao Jing, who was in the form of a breeze galloping forward, suddenly utterly surprised:

"The little lady of the Lu family is speeding up, and it seems that the two of us have been found."

"So what?" Wu Fatong covered his body in a black robe, and his voice was cold:

"I have been drawn to them. As long as I am within ten miles, I can never escape my tracking."

"go!"

Before the sound fell, the yin wind rolled around him, like a wisp of smoke, flying forward silently for several feet.

The speed is fast, and the landing is silent, like a ghost.

"Brother Wu's yin wind escape, it seems that he has made progress again." Tao Jing glanced at the other person, and then suddenly inhaled:

"open!"

"Crack..."

In his legs, there was an electric light shining suddenly, and a ray of soft light appeared, which also made his speed increase sharply.

"Vest magic rune!"

Wu Fatong soundtrack praises:

"Brother Tao's talisman is really amazing every time I see it."

"you flatter me!"

The two of them cast their spells with all their strength, and the speed increased sharply, even faster than the Maxima.

Not long.

The car and sedan are already visible in the distance ahead.

As if seeing the two, the two in the sedan and on horseback suddenly jumped out and rushed to the dense forest aside.

"Want to escape?"

Wu Fatong snorted coldly, tapped his feet, and the whole person floated towards the forest as if being held up by the yin wind. If a mortal saw it, he would definitely think it was a ghost.

Tao Jing smiled at the corner of his mouth, and there was an extra small flying knife in his hand, which followed him.

They are fast, even if they are in the dense forest, they are not affected at all, and they quickly draw closer to each other.

"Two of you, what are you going to do?" Lu Muhui was panicked and shouted backwards as he ran wildly.

"We have no grievances or hatreds, so why be aggressive? If it is for money, then it is not necessary. I don't have a spirit stone on me!"

She has recognized the two of them as the two immortal cultivators at the trade fair. Among them, Wu Fatong has the eighth level of qi refining, and Tao Jing also has the seventh level of qi refining.

In my heart, I couldn't help but give birth to despair.

"Nineteenth mother, it seems that you have forgotten Tao." Tao Jing smiled softly when he heard the words, and said:

"A few years ago, Tao went to Lu Mansion as a guest, but we met each other."

"Ah!" Lu Muhui suppressed the panic, her thoughts turned sharply, and said:

"Are you from Xuan Yi?"

"Not yet." Tao Jing shook his head:

"But if you win Miss Lu, it will probably be."

"You guys, can you let me go." Seeing that the distance is getting closer and closer, Lu Muhui has no blood on her face:

"I...I can give you magic charms."

"Heh..." Wu Fatong laughed:

"Then you stop first and put down the magic talisman before talking."

"real?"

"of course it's true."

"That's good." Lu Muhui actually slowed down, and at the same time he took out a few magic charms from his body, and gestured to the side:

"I put it here?"

"Tsk!"

Tao Jing's eyes flickered, and his mouth lightly twitched:

"Alright, you put things down first."

"Okay." Lu Muhui nodded and slowly backed away:

"The magic talisman is given to you, can I go now?"

"You are really naive!" Tao Jing shook his head speechlessly, shook his body, and rushed forward with Wu Fatong.

"Despicable!" Lu Muhui screamed and shouted:

"You don't believe it!"

As the sound fell, the few magic talisman in front of them trembled abruptly, and then aura burst out, and flames and gusts of wind rolled violently.

However, these changes were obviously not in the eyes of the two.

"I knew you were not so honest."

With a low drink, Tao Jing shook his wrist, trying to inspire a flying knife in his palm to kill his opponent.

at this time.

His eyes shrank, and a chill came from the tail vertebrae, rushing to the back of his head, causing him to shiver sharply.

not good!

The magic talisman is not a trap, it is just a cover, to cover another person's sneak attack!

"Huh!"

The flying knife turned instantly and slammed into the sword light coming from one side.

"Ding……"

A melodious collision sounded in the air, the flying knives and the long swords stagnated, and each flew backwards, the fairy family magic weapon hit with all its strength, and it failed to gain the upper hand, but lost the ability to protect the body.

At this time, Mo Qiu's figure also appeared in front of Tao Jing, his body turned into Zhang Xu, and he punched out with a blank face.

Hard work!

The limit increase!

"boom……"

The invisible strength ~www.readwn.com~ brazenly shredded two layers of aura, wrapped in a huge force, and blasted on the vest.

"Crack!"

With the sound of broken bones, Tao Jing curled up, vomiting blood and flew out.

Don't ask for a flash of stature, you have to take the opportunity to take his life, but his heart suddenly chills, and the fairy cloud barrier wraps him and escapes from the place.

"call……"

A dark and hideous bone claw quietly traversed where he was.

"What the hell?"

Ghost!

In the field, the wind whistling, ghosts crying, and Zhang Xu ghost claws roaring.

But it was Wu Fatong who made the move.

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