Chapter 169 No Future Troubles

Hearing Ye Fei's strong speech.

The yellow-skinned young man and the black-robed female cultivator who were being hunted down had their expressions changed instantly.

"My brother and I passed by Wu Qishan and planned to purchase some supplies on the way. Wu Qishan just watched us die without helping us, watched the robbers do evil, and refused to let the guests in?"

The yellow-skinned young man was angry and angrily scolded.

Lu Changan and the other two ignored his questioning and each offered a top-grade magic weapon to prevent the brother and sister from breaking into Wu Qishan.

"How can you come here to purchase in the middle of the night and fight with people in the mountains? I, Wu Qishan, only receive normal guests and do not participate in the grievances of the outside world."

Lu Changan said in a flat tone.

He and Ye Fei controlled a second-level middle- and lower-grade puppet respectively.

With such a lineup, plus fighting at home, there is no need to be afraid even if the five people on the opposite side are a group.

"The three peak masters are smart people. We will remember this favor."

The leader of the black gauze hat among the three people who were hunting down gave a hoarse chuckle.

The two yellow-skinned young men who were being hunted had no choice but to flee to the other side around the edge of Wuqi Mountain.

In this way, they took a detour.

They were soon caught up and blocked by the three men in black gauze hats.

After a quick fight, the two yellow-skinned young men's magic weapons were damaged, their spiritual light was dim, and they were covered with wounds.

"Brother, since we can't escape, fight them!"

The injured black-robed female cultivator gritted her silver teeth, and her cold and beautiful face was bleak and desperate.

"Little sister, run! I'll hold them!"

The yellow-skinned young man performed a secret technique, and purple-blue blood lines appeared on his face. His mana aura soared to the late stage of foundation building.

He pushed the black-robed female cultivator away, and frantically counterattacked the three men in black gauze hats alone.

"Haha, the dog is desperate."

The mana fluctuations of the leader of the black gauze hat suddenly increased, from the middle stage of foundation building to the late stage.

"You, actually hid your cultivation..."

Three against one, and soon knocked down the yellow-skinned young man and cut him into several pieces.

Seeing this scene.

The three peak masters of Wu Qishan were slightly startled.

It can be concluded that the two foundation-building cultivators are not in the same group.

Shi Manrong and Lu Changan looked at each other, a little reluctant, and stopped talking.

"Brother!"

The black-robed female cultivator who escaped for a distance was heartbroken, and two lines of tears fell from her beautiful face.

"That female cultivator is quite pretty. Capture her alive as soon as possible, and you can sell her for a high price afterwards..."

The leader of the black gauze hat looked at Wu Qishan and the other two with a little vigilance.

For the late stage of foundation building, he went behind and let two of his men chase after them first.

"Wu Qishan! Sooner or later, you will suffer the consequences of your own actions--"

The black-robed female cultivator not only hated the three robbery cultivators, but also had great resentment towards the three peak masters of Wu Qishan.

She glanced coldly with her pretty eyes, remembering the indifferent faces of Lu Changan and the other two who did not help.

Lu Changan frowned slightly.

However, with the speed of the black-robed female cultivator, she could not escape the pursuit of the three robbery cultivators, especially the leader who was in the late stage of foundation building.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air came from the southeast.

A red light flew from the clouds in the night sky.

"Retreat!"

The leader in the black gauze hat took a look and his face changed drastically. Without thinking, he called two subordinates and retreated quickly.

When he was about to catch up with the black-robed female cultivator, he gave up directly.

...

"The cultivator of Lihuo Palace?"

The three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain looked at the red iron boat flying in the distance and could not help but realize it.

It was the flying magic weapon exclusive to Lihuo Palace. There was a flame pattern composed of a small flame seedling of water droplets on each side of the boat, and it was in the shape of a light swirl during flight.

There were four foundation-building cultivators on the flying boat.

The late stage of foundation building, who was the leader, was a man in a green shirt with an elegant temperament and a refreshing face.

"Song Wenshu?"

Lu Changan recognized this man.

During the beast tide many years ago, Song Wenshu accompanied the "Red Pine Master" of the Lihuo Palace to solve the case and arrest the murderer of the Fox Valley massacre, and met Lu Changan.

In the following years, Lu Changan only met this person by chance, and they did not have a relationship.

"Brother Song, the evil cultivator who escaped is suspected to be the robber cultivator "Night Fisherman" wanted by several major sects that year."

On the orange flying boat, a bearded man in the middle stage of foundation building recognized the identity of the man in the black gauze hat.

"Night Fisherman? This person likes to act at night, wearing a hat, robbing money and women, and appearing and disappearing like a ghost..."

Song Wenshu immediately remembered the information of this wanted man, who was well-known in Liang State.

His most famous crime was to sell several female cultivators from the sect and provide them for people to play in the black market brothels. Later, he was severely wanted by the sect and hid for 10 to 20 years.

"The three of us will chase, and you investigate on the scene."

Song Wenshu left the bearded man behind, and took two fellow disciples with him to chase in the direction where the fisherman fled at night.

"Daoyou Lu."

Before leaving, Song Wenshu and Lu Changan looked at each other from a distance, and both of them simply greeted each other.

Lu Changan was slightly flattered, and reminded:

"Daoyou Song, be careful, the leader of the robbery cultivator just now had concealed his cultivation, and he might not be simple."

The strength of the cultivators of the sect is often better than that of the cultivators of the same level outside.

Song Wenshu has a considerable background in the Lihuo Palace, so as long as he does not underestimate the enemy, he will not fall.

The bearded man who was left behind was also a cultivator of the Lihuo Palace, and was Song Wenshu's confidant, named Cao Yuan.

After the two sides introduced themselves, Cao Yuan learned about the situation at the scene of Wuqi Mountain.

After examining the body of the yellow-skinned young man, Cao Yuan was thoughtful.

Glancing at the direction where the black-robed female cultivator fled, he was a little regretful.

"Daoyou Cao, what are the identities of the two brothers and sisters being chased?"

Lu Changan's heart moved and he asked.

"The brother and sister are named Pei Wenkang and Pei Qiuyan. They come from a defeated immortal cultivation family. Before that, they bought a shop in 'Liaoyuan Immortal City' at a high price and owed loans. Due to poor management, they lost all their money..."

"A few days ago, the Pei brothers and sisters went out to purchase and found that a small caravan was targeted by robbers. The fight was fierce and the robbers finally retreated. The two of them had a bad idea and took advantage of the fire to rob the caravan with heavy casualties."

"However, the matter was exposed soon after. The Pei brothers and sisters could not survive in Liaoyuan Immortal City and fled overnight."

After listening to Cao Yuan's narration, Lu Changan understood that the brother and sister were not real robbers.

Previously, they had been doing business in Liaoyuan Immortal City and had always been honest and even happy to do business with others, without leaving any bad records.

Because they lost all their money in business, it happened that the sect went on an expedition, the internal control declined, and the public security was relatively chaotic. They encountered a good opportunity for robbing, which led to a difference of one thought.

Cao Yuan speculated: On that day, the brother and sister picked peaches from the robber cultivator, who was most likely a subordinate of the "Night Fisherman", so they were targeted and hunted all the way, and fled to the nearby area.

One of the bases for his speculation is that the "Night Fisherman" is good at tracking, and the prey that was targeted back then rarely escaped.

...

Half an hour later.

Song Wenshu led two foundation-building cultivators back to Wuqi Mountain and met Cao Yuan who stayed behind to investigate.

"Fellow Daoist Song, did you catch up with the three robber cultivators?"

Lu Changan and the other three peak masters went to meet him.

"The Night Fisherman was quite cunning, setting up a cover along the way and escaping with his subordinates separately. In the end, we only killed one of his subordinates who was in the early stage of foundation building."

Song Wenshu sighed and said regretfully.

Lu Changan had expected this.

Although the Night Fisherman was famous for a while, he did not dare to fight to the death with the elite cultivators of the Lihuo Palace.

It was not just the difference in strength.

Even if they win by chance, killing a foundation-building cultivator with a background in Lihuo Palace may attract the real attention of the high-level officials of Lihuo Palace. By then, they may not be able to move a single step in Liang State and will be doomed.

Later, Song Wenshu learned that the Pei brothers and sisters who were hunted by the robbers actually had a criminal record in the area of ​​​​Liaoyuan Fairy City.

That is the territory of Lihuo Palace.

"Pei Qiuyan was seriously injured. There may be traces on the road. You try to chase and capture him."

Song Wenshu was too lazy to do it himself, so he handed it over to Cao Yuan's three foundation-building subordinates.

Late that night.

Song Wenshu was a guest at Xiaogui Peak in Wuqi Mountain and accepted the banquet hosted by the three peak masters.

Lu Changan and the other two were naturally happy to make friends with the cultivators of Lihuo Palace.

Song Wenshu never looked down on the three craftsmen of Wuqi Mountain.

Back then, the mysterious robbery gang that committed the "Fox Valley Massacre" was more powerful and hidden than the "Night Fisherman".

Song Wenshu had a deep memory of that battle. Lu Changan and Ye Fei showed their outstanding strength and defeated the strong with the weak.

Especially Lu Changan, who assisted Hongsong Zhenren to kill the mysterious bandit leader in the late stage of foundation building.

To this day, the identity of the mysterious bandit leader is still a mystery.

...

The next morning.

Cao Yuan and the other two returned with a depressed expression and met with Song Wenshu.

"Didn't catch up?" Song Wenshu was surprised.

The target was just an injured female cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. The escape speed was limited and most of them would leave traces.

They were all law enforcement cultivators of Lihuo Palace and were good at tracking.

"Senior Brother Song, the female cultivator left traces within hundreds of miles of fleeing Wuqi Mountain. Then the clues were inexplicably interrupted and she lost her trace..."

Cao Yuan's old face was slightly red, and he lowered his head in shame.

Lu Changan's eyes flickered slightly, paying attention to the details he said.

"Nothing, just a small fish."

Song Wenshu sighed and did not force it.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh."

"Brother Song, don't worry. Pei Qiuyan is not a very evil person. Maybe God has a kind heart and gave her a chance to start a new life."

Lu Changan calmly persuaded.

After a series of failures, Song Wenshu was in a bad mood and felt ashamed, so he asked to leave.

Before leaving.

Lu Changan handed a brocade bag containing spiritual stones to Song Wenshu, who refused several times and reluctantly accepted it.

It was called hard work fee.

According to Lu Changan, Song Wenshu did not participate in the war with neighboring countries because of his unusual background. He was responsible for the security inspection in the hinterland of Liang State and around Lihuo Palace.

Wuqi Mountain is not far from the hinterland of Liang State, and it is also on the edge of the area where Song Wenshu is enforcing the law.

The Fox Valley, hundreds of miles away, is the spiritual vein dojo under the name of Lihuo Palace.

...

Half a day after the monks of Lihuo Palace left.

In the underground secret room of Xiaoguifeng Cave.

Squeak!

The rock rat came out from the hidden entrance of the secret room.

It opened its mouth and spit out a storage bag.

It also spit out an ultra-thin mask that had no sense of existence.

Lu Changan opened the storage bag and took a look, his face calm.

The value of the items in it was not as good as that of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

He picked up the Hundred Illusions Mask again.

He smelled a trace of residual blood and a faint female fragrance.

Although Pei Qiuyan was not a great evil, she obviously hated the three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain before she escaped.

Lu Changan naturally would not leave such a hidden danger.

A wounded early stage of foundation building, facing the sneak attack of the late second stage rock rat, was killed in one blow, without any suspense.

Looking at the Hundred Illusions Mask in his hand, Lu Changan showed a trace of exploration.

This was the first time that the Hundred Illusions Mask obtained an identity by killing a target and devouring its essence, blood and soul.

He put on the mask, and a cold, strange breath blended into his skin without any hindrance.

In the blink of an eye.

A female cultivator in white with eyes as clear as autumn water, icy skin, and cold temperament appeared in the secret room.

Squeak!

The rock rat's eyes widened, and the hair on his body exploded. He grinned and stared at "Pei Qiuyan" who was killed by him not long ago.

"What a pity, such a beauty."

Lu Changan drew a water mirror with his fingers, looking at the beautiful face of the female cultivator, whose skin was whiter than snow, whose figure was slender and charming, and whose long hair was as soft as silk.