Chapter 979: Growing Prestige

The blazing sun shone in a long and narrow valley. On the two hills around the valley, there grew a strange tall plant, which looked like a cactus, but they were all off-white. Under the sun, these plants could be seen with the naked eye. Visible speed is growing crazily.

More than 800 miles away from this valley, there is a quagmire formed by accumulated sewage. There are countless fragments of vestments of invisible colors, and carrion corpses left by unknown monsters. A foul smell emanates from it. come out.

On the hillside on one side of the valley, under several strange cactus-like plants that have grown to tens of feet high, there is an extremely simple stone house built with rocks. , sick young man sitting in a bamboo chair.

This young man with a pale face and his hands covering the sleeves of a long gray leather robe gathered more than thirty monks in front of him.

"Twenty low-grade spirit stones are needed for one recovery qi pill, fellow daoist, your price is too low." At this moment, the thirty or so monks were cursing angrily, and a few monks were still angry Spit a few mouthfuls of saliva on the ground.

However, this young man who looked a little sick seemed to be used to seeing such a scene long ago. After some people had almost scolded him, he smiled slightly and said, "Everyone, it's like the things before the sky was broken. , all things are rare and expensive. I think you all know very well that within tens of thousands of miles, there is no way to get the Qi Recovery Pill. Now that I am paying this price, maybe the entire Profound Sky Continent, and other places , it may not necessarily be higher than mine.”

"But your price is really too high. Now that the sky of our Profound Sky Continent is broken, we monks should support each other, so how can we take the opportunity to earn a lot of spiritual stones." A middle-aged monk said still indignantly.

"If you really think my elixir is expensive, I have another way. As long as you hand over two magic weapons above the middle-level spirit rank, I can guarantee to take you to a safe place." The sickly young man The man smiled slightly and said: "As far as I know, Shengxianzong has set up a monk settlement less than 30,000 miles away from here. When you get there, you should go to the big cities controlled by other sects. It's very safe."

"Two magical treasures above the mid-level spiritual rank! Fellow Daoist, you're just opening your mouth like a lion!"

"Fellow Daoist, even if we give you two mid-level spiritual weapons, what guarantee do you have that we can be safely sent to the area controlled by the Immortal Sect?"

Some sick young people were about to open their mouths to answer questions from many people around them, but they suddenly turned their heads slightly and looked towards the sky on the left.

From the clouds above the left side, more than a dozen rays of light suddenly fell, and soon fell into this valley.

Most of this group of monks are sword cultivators with long swords on their backs, and they all give people a sturdy aura. The leader is a Fang who is wearing black leather armor and has a gloomy face and a dark green long sword on his back. face monk.

This group of sword cultivators fell, but the thirty or so monks who were there before were all terrified, because the cultivation base of this group of sword cultivators was not low, especially the cultivation base of the square-faced cultivator at the head had reached the end of his mind The late stage of the fifth stage.

"Unexpectedly, someone actually made a foothold here"

When this group of more than ten monks landed, there were some expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Boy, those writings on the ground in the wasteland, saying that there are rejuvenation pills, healing pills, etc., were left by you?" After glancing at everyone, the headed square-faced monk immediately said It was arrogant looking at the sickly young man and said.

"That's right, the scratches in the wilderness are all left by me and my companions." The sickly young man smiled slightly and said, "Did you come here because you want to recover your Qi Dan? A low-grade spirit stone."

"Twenty low-grade spirit stones? Your price is really too cheap." The square-faced monk laughed, and the ten or so sword repairmen who followed him also burst into laughter.

"It seems that fellow Taoists don't seem to be sincere in doing business.

The sickly young man was not angry, but instead smiled and said: "If the price is too expensive, for you, there is a fair price." "

"Oh, what a fair price?" The square-faced monk laughed, looking at the sickly young man.

"Take your life in exchange." The sickly young man said lightly.

"Take my life in exchange, I think you'd better give me your little life and all the recovery pills!" The square-faced monk laughed wildly, and the flying sword on his back suddenly turned into a black python, facing Hanging the sickly young man. The more than 30 monks who were there before suddenly changed their colors and avoided them one after another.

The sickly young man smiled and remained motionless. I saw a red brilliance suddenly flying out from the simple small stone house behind the young man, and with a "click", the flaming black python was smashed to pieces. The wild laughter of the square-faced monk suddenly stopped, and he looked at his chest in disbelief.

A hole the size of a washbasin appeared on his chest, and his body almost broke in two.

Immediately, the square-faced cultivator groaned twice, and fell back to the ground without making any sound.

"when!"

Behind the square-faced monk, a sword cultivator wearing a green cassock had just sacrificed his flying sword, but his head was directly knocked off by a red brilliance from the simple stone house, and the flying sword fell here, leaving a headless corpse After shaking for a while, he also fell back to the ground.

For a moment, all the sword cultivators present turned pale, and all the other monks looked at the small stone house behind the sickly young man with horror on their faces.

In the eyes of these monks, this sickly young man who only had a second level cultivation of the Separation Realm suddenly became terrifying.

"If you do business with me sincerely, my partner and I will naturally give you a sincere price. If you don't want to do business with us sincerely, then you can only be like this person and trade your life for it." Sickly The young man still smiled slightly, and nodded at the stone house behind him, "You just asked me what guarantee I will take you to a safe place, and my third brother is the guarantee."

"Brother Liu, what do you think?"

"It's better to use the magic weapon on us..."

The dozen or so sword cultivators who came later were still blank-faced, but the thirty or so monks who had gathered here before had already been tempted, the monk who hadn't shown up in the small stone house. Judging from the power of the two rays of brilliance, I am afraid that at least he is a great monk with a double golden core.

Suddenly, at this moment, the sickly young man who was smiling was startled slightly and turned his head away.

In the small stone house behind him, a short-haired monk suddenly walked out.

This is a tall, steady middle-aged monk, with crimson hair standing upright like a burning flame. He is wearing a dark golden cassock. There are several clusters on the chest, back and other vital parts. The brocade-shaped runes, and a pair of crimson leather boots under his feet, also linger around this powerful wave of mana.

Streams of crimson spiritual energy emerged from this person's body, but they condensed into a crimson sacred furnace above his head.

The gas flames tumbling above the crimson furnace are like real flames.

"Golden Core Triple Level!"

A monk saw this person's cultivation, and all the monks at the scene gasped. This person's cultivation was higher than everyone's imagination.

"Third brother, what's the matter?" The sickly young man stood up immediately when he saw this imposing short-haired monk stepping out, and asked.

The short-haired monk was silent, just looking at the sky in front of him. In a moment, a ray of light appeared in everyone's line of sight, heading towards this place.

Dozens of monks rushed over again.

It was led by a young man in green shirt and a big man with red face.

"senior!"

It seemed that he had just seen the young man in green shirt who was the leader. The short-haired red-haired monk who stepped out of the stone house immediately trembled, and saluted the young man in blue shirt with a changed expression.

"Senior?" Seeing this scene, the sickly young man and all the monks present also had a look of shock in their eyes.

This young man in green shirt who came from the sky looked very ordinary, with no aura on his body.

But the dozens of monks who followed him behind him all had expressions of awe on their faces.

"Are those handwritings carved everywhere in the wilderness left by you? You were monks of He Zong before?" The young man in the green shirt and all the monks who followed him fell down. The young man in the blue shirt looked at the Golden Core Triple Layer asked the crimson short-haired monk.

"I was originally a cultivator of Xuanlang, and our Xuanlang is a small casual cultivator organization in Lingxiao City." The short-haired cultivator in red was very awed and said with a bow.

"This place is not safe. With your cultivation base, if a powerful monster passes by, you may not be able to escape." The young man in green shirt glanced at the crimson short-haired monk, "Since you dare to stay here, why don't you escape?" Leisurely leaving handwriting everywhere, attracting people to do business, there must be a way to escape safely, what are you relying on?"

"To be honest, we Xuanlang, there is a teleportation circle in front of the mountain here, which leads thousands of miles away. After reaching there, it is relatively safe to rush to the area controlled by Shengxianzong."

"What, so there is a teleportation circle in the mountain here?!" Hearing this sentence, the monks present shouted in their hearts.

"Where is the exact location of the area controlled by Shengxianzong?" the young man in green shirt asked.

"In that direction." The crimson short-haired monk immediately nodded towards the west.

This scene was extremely strange. A great monk of the third level of golden core was in awe of a young man who looked ordinary but had an extraordinary bearing. It was like the feeling of an ordinary disciple in a sect meeting a patriarch.

"The sky is broken... All the talented people who were hidden before have appeared. I didn't expect that there would be a great monk with a third-level golden core in an ordinary casual cultivator organization." The young man in the green shirt continued to speak, But this sentence seems to be talking to itself.

After saying this sentence with a sigh to himself, the young man in green shirt took another look at the red-haired short-haired monk, and said: "I don't care what you did before, next, some monks will come, You should try your best to send them to a safe place. Unless there are powerful monsters passing through here, the teleportation circle cannot be preserved here, so you can leave. As for the benefits, I will give you some benefits."

"Thank you senior!"

The golden core monk with short red hair took a deep breath, and immediately bowed as if he had been relieved, "Your junior will definitely do it."

The young man in the green shirt didn't say much, he stretched out his hand, and a treasure bag was pointed in front of the golden core monk.

"If you want to go to the area controlled by Shengxianzong, go with me. If there is no accident, I can send you there safely." The monk said this again.

"Thank you, senior... I dare you, senior, is your surname Wei?" the short-haired golden core cultivator with red short hair caught the treasure bag, sweating, and couldn't help asking with a trembling voice.

"Why, where have you seen me? Otherwise, you wouldn't know my surname Wei just based on my cultivation." The young man in green shirt frowned slightly, looking at the monk and said.

"Junior is fortunate to have seen senior's supernatural power in Heavenly Sword City that day." Hearing the young man in blue shirt, the short-haired golden core cultivator trembled all over, and said respectfully.

"That's how it is... Now that you know it, you can do things for me and guard this place. If someone you can't deal with comes to embarrass you, you can report my name. But if you don't do what I say , you should know the consequences." The young man in green shirt said after glancing at the monk.

"Your junior knows, this junior will take senior to the magic circle." The crimson short-haired monk immediately bowed again, turned and walked towards the small stone house behind.