The sword energy from Xi Yunting's sword was aggressive, and a cold mist oozed from Tang Ru's poison spirit bead.
Alarm bells rang in Min Juren's heart, and he dodged in a panic without caring about his face.
When he turned around, Xi Yunting and Tang Ru had already gone far away, and it was not easy to catch up with them.
"Who is so sneaky in the middle of the night and dares to fight here?" The short-sighted cultivator ran over and saw someone in front of Shanli's house, and immediately shouted.
Min Juren was feeling ashamed and angry. He raised his hand and released a sword light, fiercely sweeping towards the crowd that was rushing over. "How dare you!!"
The people running in front were so frightened that they wanted to defend themselves but it was too late. They were immediately decapitated and fell from the air. Below was an ordinary family. They were carefully looking out the window to see what was going on. The blood mist covering their heads and faces and the falling body parts almost scared them crazy.
A shrill and terrified scream made people even more panic-stricken. Every household closed their doors and windows, no longer daring to watch the excitement of these immortal cultivators.
The immortal cultivator who ran over from behind saw the lesson from the previous incident and stopped cautiously, "Who are you? Why are you fighting with others in front of Shanlimen?"
Min Juren didn't want to pay attention to these people, but he rolled his eyes and had an idea in his mind. He said, "I am Min Juren, the Pheasant Sword!"
Zhi Jian has only been famous for a short time, only in the past hundred years. However, his achievements in battles are outstanding, and he also has a great reputation among Luo Chen and Luo Bei.
Seeing his ruthless behavior before, these immortal cultivators with lower cultivation than him became much more obedient and greeted him in a disjointed manner.
In the world of immortal cultivation, the strong are respected, and these people have no resistance to bowing to the Min Ju people. However, if the situation is reversed one day and the Min Ju people fall into their hands, they will definitely add insult to injury.
The independent cultivators who were well-informed and had made their way around the sects had already known about the rumors and had been led away. The remaining ones, with varying levels of cultivation, were a group of unpopular people, and were like low-level thugs.
The Min Ju people grew up among such people and are very familiar with their psychology.
He said, "I met a group of people acting suspiciously in front of Danli's door before. They seemed to have found something in the house." He raised his hand and pointed at a strong man standing in the front. "You, go in and search."
The strong man received the assignment and was not angry but happy. He ran into Shan Li's house.
Not long after, the strong man ran out, bowed and said to the Min Ju people: "There is a damage found at the intersection of the walls. It seems that something was hidden there and has been taken away."
The strong man is just an ordinary Jindan. It is rare for him to curry favor with a senior in the Out-of-Body Stage. No matter whether there is something hidden in that place or not, he has to hide it there.
This was exactly what Min Juren wanted. He said to the crowd of nearly a hundred people, "The swordsmith Zhenlu Daoist discovered Shanli's secret treasure, which must be related to the Broken Star Sand. Do you dare to follow me if you are ambitious? If I find the Broken Star Sand, I will definitely benefit from it."
Those people looked at each other and muttered in their hearts, if they really followed him, they would definitely have to obey his orders. Some of these people were used to being free and didn't like being bound by others, while others really wanted to find a backer.
The strong man was an example. He was the first to express his opinion. He patted his chest and said, "I am willing to go with you and serve you at your service!"
After he took the lead, those in the crowd who wanted to join the Min Ju people responded one after another, while those who did not want to join remained silent.
Min Juren saw it clearly. He smiled and scratched the small sleeve arrow with his fingertips. "It doesn't matter. It's all voluntary. If you don't want to go together, I will just think that you have no interest in the Broken Star Sand."
These words clearly didn't sound like a threat, but the underlying meaning was chilling.
He said that those who were unwilling to follow him at the moment were not interested in the Broken Star Sand, and that the next time they met them in the place where there was a clue to the Broken Star Sand, they would definitely be killed by the Minju people as enemies. Those people did not want to die, so they could only succumb to the Minju people's tyranny and be driven by him.
Min Juren glanced at them, the smile on his lips faded, and he said to the strong man: "You will be their leader, organize the troops, and then you can set off with me!"
Chen Xiao and his team chose to take action in the early morning. Not long after they ran out of Green Water City, the sky began to brighten.
By the time Xi Yunting and Tang Ru caught up with them, the sky was already bright and the sun and stars had risen.
"Don't stop, go to the designated location and rest." Xi Yunting urged.
Tong Nuonuo was full of curiosity and wanted to see what Shan Li had hidden, so he had to hold back and speed up.
They kept on traveling until the sun was setting and it was getting dark, then they began to slow down for landing.
The destination was a small oasis. Chen Ziyi, who had arrived ahead, had already arrived. When he saw them, he ran over from his hiding place.
"How is it? Did it go smoothly?" Chen Ziyi asked excitedly but nervously.
Taoist Zhenlu took a deep breath, used his true energy to warm himself up, nodded and said, "I got the things, but when I came out, I met Min Juren and had a fight with him."
Chen Ziyi frowned and sighed, "Sure enough, it's coming for you guys."
Tong Nuonuo was in the best spirits. Others consumed their own energy when flying, but he consumed spirit beads and spirit stones. He couldn't wait to get close to Chen Xiao and said, "Hurry and take a look. What are you looking for?"
Chen Xiao felt very tired, so he took out the thing and stuffed it into his hand without saying anything.
Xi Yunting looked around, walked over and held his hand. Soon, his hands and feet, which were cold due to the high-altitude flight, warmed up.
"There's water over there, let's go over and wash?" Xi Yunting asked in a low voice.
Chen Xiao nodded, and the two of them walked over.
The oasis is small, and the water source here is not big either, it is a circular pond with an area of only one acre. The temperature difference between morning and night in the Gobi Desert is huge. As soon as the sun starts to set, the cold wind brings the temperature down rapidly, and the water temperature also becomes cool.
After washing his face and hands with some water, Chen Xiao felt much more refreshed, and even his fatigue was relieved a little.
Xi Yunting was beside him, also washing off the dust. Chen Xiao took out a dry towel to dry his face, and then handed it to Xi Yunting.
"What about that Min Ju person? Is he difficult to deal with?" Chen Xiao asked.
After Xi Yunting finished wiping, he put the towel into the water to wash it, picked it up to dry and handed it back to Chen Xiao.
The two stood up, Chen Xiao stuffed the handkerchief into the storage box, Xi Yunting whispered: "This time, the victory was only because Min Juren underestimated the enemy and attacked him by surprise. Next time, he will probably find a way to tie down the others. If we fight alone, I am confident that I can fight him for hundreds of rounds without losing. But..."
Chen Xiao's heart tightened, and he asked with bated breath: "Is there any problem?"
Xi Yunting looked at him and said, "Min Juren is really capable and has already stepped half a foot into the field. After hundreds of rounds, if I can't defeat him, I'm afraid I will be the one to lose."
Chen Xiao frowned. Logically speaking, it was quite good that Xi Yunting, a man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, could hold out for several hundred rounds before being defeated when facing a man in the middle stage of Out-of-Body.
If it was just a competition, such results would be praiseworthy enough, but unfortunately, after several hundred rounds, the Min people were afraid that they would put Xi Yunting to death.
He was most afraid of such a cultivator without any sect or ties. He was not afraid of killing Xi Yunting. If he fled to Xuwu Great Heaven Realm and never came back in this life, the Chongxuan Sect would be helpless.
Chen Xiao moved his lips, wanting to say that he would give up the escort mission this time. After all, Xi Yunting was not the most hated one.
But Xi Yunting's selfless way would not want to be afraid of fighting. He could only advance, not retreat. This was his path.
Chen Xiao's sorrow was almost written on his face. Xi Yunting smiled, raised his hand and placed it behind his neck, pressed his head towards him, and kissed him on the lips.
"Don't think too much. I will find a way to deal with it when the time comes. Let's go and take a look at Shan Li's collection." Xi Yunting turned Chen Xiao around and pushed him towards the middle man.
Chen Xiao's mind was working rapidly, and he suddenly thought that as long as they could find the Broken Star Sand as soon as possible and return to Luochen as soon as possible, the Minju people would not dare to chase them and cause trouble.
The more Chen Xiao thought about this strategy, the more he felt it was right. He couldn't help but feel his feet quicken as he pulled Xi Yunting back to Tong Nuonuo and the others.
Xi Yunting was a little confused by his mood changes, but it was always a good thing that Chen Xiao didn't continue to be depressed, so he ignored his confusion.
When they came back, they found that the giant lizard's capsule had changed from a bag to a flat piece of material, spread out on the ground. There were four things beside it, including stones, animal bones, and metal.
Tong Nuonuo was sitting cross-legged in front of the east and west, holding his chin with a sad face. Taoist Zhenlu was sitting beside him, frowning in deep thought.
Tang Ru crossed his arms and waved to Chen Xiao when he saw him, "Xiaoxiao, come over here and see what kind of magic weapon can be made with this material. They can't guess it."
Chen Xiao had learned Chongshan's notes, and all his relatives and friends knew about it. However, Taoist Zhenlu heard about it for the first time, and raised his head in surprise: "I didn't know that fellow Daoist Chen was also a weapon refiner. Now that's great! I specialize in sword forging, and I don't know much about other branches. I'm so worried that my beard is about to be pulled out."
Chen Xiao said: "What I have learned is just the basics, I am afraid I may not be able to comprehend it. Let's take a look first, and let's discuss it with each other."
After saying that, he also walked over and squatted opposite Tong Nuonuo. He looked at the four things next to the capsule one by one. Then Chen Xiao picked up the capsule and looked at it carefully.
After a while, he said, "This magical instrument is probably made of this capsule membrane as the main ingredient. The other four are very common auxiliary ingredients. There are too many magical instruments that can be prepared, and there is no practical reference value."
Tong Nuonuo put down his hand, nodded and said, "I think so too. But the capsule is a bit unconventional. Giant lizards hide underground and are hard to find. It is generally not used as a mainstream material. I really can't think of any magic weapon that can use it."
Chen Xiao smiled and said, "Don't embarrass yourself. Do you remember that you are a mechanical engineer? If all mechanical engineers in the world were like you, and took it as their responsibility to know everything about refining equipment, wouldn't those equipment refiners be ashamed to death?"
As a swordsmith from the weaponsmith branch, Taoist Zhenlu knew very well the incompatibility between weaponsmiths and mechanical engineers. However, just like Tong Nuonuo was not sensitive to swordsmiths, Taoist Zhenlu did not dislike mechanical engineers.
At this moment, he even joked with Chen Xiao, "Fellow Daoist Chen is right. I am already ashamed of myself now."
Tong Nuonuo scratched his head embarrassedly and changed the subject: "Xiaoxiao, you have a wide range of knowledge, can you recognize it?"
Chen Xiao nodded and said, "There is a direction, but you also know that I learned it from my notes. The ingredients scheme is very old, and I'm afraid it is very different from today's."
Tang Ru frowned: "What should we do then?"
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