Chapter 281: Born to Teach. (The Third Update! Please Subscribe!)

Pei Ling shook his head and said, "In that case, outsiders will see it at a glance, and the plan is meaningless. Just treat the six cages as three-headed wolves and Huangquanmu!"

Seeing Pei Ling's firm attitude, Mei Keqiu had no choice but to give up, and then, under Pei Ling's urging, arranged for the convoy to set off.

Soon, six cages covered with black cloth, one cart for each, filed out of the inn.

The pulling legs are ghosts with qi training breath. They are all in the form of strong and strong men. Their complexion is pale, and their appearance is as hard as carving. The upper body is bare-naked, revealing the muscular chest. The waist and limbs are all surrounded by black mist.

In their black eyes, there was a cold silence, holding the rope as thick as a child's arm, carrying it on their shoulders, and pulling the cart, the speed was no slower than a galloping horse.

The inn opened by Fangzhu is located in the busiest place in Fangshi.

At this moment, as soon as the convoy went out, it attracted attention from all directions.

Many monks pointed and pointed, and even some monks who were setting up stalls by the side of the road were not interested in doing business. They put their feet on their sleeves and looked over here.

Obviously, they all know what kind of goods Mei's convoy has, and they are very interested.

Although the traveling speed of the convoy was astonishingly fast in the eyes of ordinary people, it was still very slow compared to the foundation building period.

Pei Ling took out the blood puppet sedan chair and followed behind.

Sensing the covetousness and greed in the eyes of everyone along the way, he rolled up the bead curtain of the blood puppet sedan, took out the nameplate, and hung it outside the blood puppet sedan.

The moment they saw the nameplate of Chong Ming Sect, most of the monks suddenly shrank their pupils and subconsciously turned their eyes away, not daring to show the slightest concern to the convoy.

In the Panya world, the nine factions are the absolute overlords that are well-deserved.

The few lunatics who dared to take action against the Nine Great Factions were all skinned and cramped to the point of crushing their bones and ashes, and there were no scum left that had died long ago!

As we all know, the only ones who can fight against the disciples of the Nine Great Sects are other disciples who are also members of the Nine Great Sects.

For tens of thousands of years, without exception!

What's more, it is still in Fangshi right now, and there is the owner of Fangshi, a monk in the alchemy stage, as a guarantor.

If you don't want to die, no one dares to mess around at this moment.

However, next, some daring monks still couldn't help but sneak a glance.

It's just that his eyes didn't fall on the six cages covered with black cloth, but observed Pei Ling's blood puppet sedan chair.

This kind of cruel-looking talisman is rare in Henglufang City.

With the sound of the pulley, the convoy ran over the streets of Fangshi. After a puff of smoke and clouds, Henglufang City, which was still in it just now, was far away in the sky for an instant.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, the large tracts of reeds below are gently floating with the night wind, like a dark green wave.

There was no one in the surrounding area, only the convoy was suspended in mid-air.

Mei Keqiu immediately cast spells, urging the ghost to leave at a faster speed.

At the same time, in the blood puppet sedan chair, Dai Baishi's exclamation sounded in Pei Ling's ears: "The master of the veins is full of wisdom and tricks, and we are really beyond our reach!"

Not to be outdone, Yan Yuming immediately said, "That's right! The master of the veins has a magic trick. No one would have thought that the disciples sent by the Holy Sect to protect the goods would disguise themselves as the three-headed winged wolf and Huangquanmu who need to be protected!"

"The pulse master's idea is good!" Jin Su Mian also praised.

Hearing the three people's compliments, Pei Ling nodded slightly.

At this moment, the three of Jin Sumian each occupy an empty cage, and Yu Xuezhao is also in one of the iron cages.

Next, if the convoy is attacked, with the help of Qingyao fox demon's illusion, even if the black cloth is lifted, the monks in the foundation stage will not be able to tell which one is sealed in the iron cage, which is the three-headed winged wolf and Huang Quan. Wood!

Moreover, the four of them and Yu Xuezhao were not sealed by any means.

Once an accident occurs, the attacker will be caught off guard!

"Next, don't be careless. Ordinary casual cultivators are nothing to be afraid of." Thinking of this, Pei Ling reminded again via voice transmission, "But you have to be careful of people taught by nature."

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At the same time, Henglufang City.

After watching the hustle and bustle of Mei's motorcade, most of the monks quickly recovered and continued to do their own things.

Looking at the noise as before.

Three white-clothed and golden-belt monks walked through the crowd leisurely.

Seeing this attire, the expressions of many monks suddenly changed as if they had been stung by a poisonous snake!

Immediately, they turned their eyes away one after another, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, not daring to breathe.

The three monks were obviously used to such a scene, so they didn't care at all.

Yi Yiran walked into the inn, and asked the shopkeeper with a smile: "Where are the people from Mei's team?"

Although the shopkeeper is a member of Fangzhu's clan, he couldn't help being a little nervous at the moment, and said cautiously: "Return to Your Excellency...Return to Fellow Daoist, the Mei family team has just left with the disciples of Chongming Sect."

"Huh?" Among the three monks, the head monk frowned slightly.

This person has bright eyebrows and a handsome appearance. He is dressed in a pure white unmarked white robe that can reach the ground. There is a gold belt around his waist. The belt is inlaid with several gemstones of different colors. , Extravagance is natural.

His long hair is loose, and he wears a golden forehead ring, in the middle of which, there is a thumb-sized blood-colored gem embedded in it.

Inside this gemstone, there are extremely weird and complicated lines, like an extra pupil, spying on the world with malicious intent.

Behind him, standing on one left and one on the right were two fellow disciples, all dressed in the same style.

The person on the left has a pale complexion and looks a little weak. In the forehead ring, there is a black-blue gemstone inlaid. It also has strange and complicated lines inside, full of evil meaning.

On the right is a female cultivator, whose slender and graceful figure cannot be concealed in a loose white gown.

She has curved brows and phoenix eyes, a slender nose and cherry lips. In terms of appearance, among female cultivators, she is not particularly outstanding, and can only be said to be a little pretty. However, a pair of eyes, like spring water, are indescribably touching.

He just casually glanced at a few male cultivators, although he still had an unfaltering expression, it made people's mouth dry for no reason.

This nun's forehead is not a brow ring, but a frown.

At the bottom of the pendant is a bright green gemstone, which complements the snow-skinned flowers and looks whiter and more delicate, like a new gardenia after the rain, smiling in the mountains.

Don't have a style.

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, the head cultivator pondered for a while, and said to the two fellow disciples first: "Come on a little late."

Then he asked, "Who is from Chongming Sect?"

The shopkeeper collected himself, lowered his head and said, "Fellow Daoist, I was busy behind just now and didn't know."

Two major demon sects were involved, even if he had alchemy cultivators behind him as a backer, he did not dare to get involved.

Just now he saw Chong Mingzong's group coming, after he ordered someone to call out Mei Keqiu, he immediately left with an excuse, and did not dare to show up until he confirmed that these people had already left Fangshi.

Right now, Tianshengjiao wants to inquire about the situation of Chong Mingzong, how can the shopkeeper dare to talk too much?

"You don't know?" The head monk sighed slightly, then suddenly reached out his hand and brushed across the shopkeeper's face.

The next moment, there was a whole bloody human face on his hand!

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