Chapter 117 The Ancient Town That Cannot Be Reached
"I have a magic weapon, I have it!"
An Eight Springs martial artist was overjoyed. He took off his magic sword, and when he saw Li Weiyi nod, he immediately ran away without looking back.
A Qiquan martial artist searched his body for a long time and cried, "I only have 500 Yongquan coins. Who can lend me some? Let me collect 3,000 Yongquan coins to buy my life. After I get out, I will take good care of your wife and daughter."
"Get lost, you only have 500 Yongquan coins, what are you thinking? I have two blood crystals, which are worth 2,000 Yongquan coins. Who can lend them to me? We can't all die here, right?"
"I have a Five Seas Pill. Can I use it to buy my life?"
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Li Weiyi's eyes became brighter and brighter. These martial artists at the peak of Yongquan Realm hid a lot of good things. His face remained grim, and he said calmly, "As long as it is something valuable, you can raise 300,000 silver coins or 3,000 Yongquan coins to buy my life. I am a man of my words."
Everyone knows that borrowing money is never an easy thing and requires strength.
People with strong financial strength don’t have to pay back the money.
Soon, four Qiquan martial artists from the same force started fighting each other.
In the end, only one person survived. He gathered all the treasures and money bags and handed them to Li Weiyi, then dragged his heavy body and limped away. Whether he would encounter the dead spirit demon or return to Yaoguan City alive depended on his fate.
Li Weiyi smiled bitterly: "I just wanted to kill as few people as possible, but I didn't expect it to be more cruel. Otherwise, just rob those who escaped from behind and let them all go!"
"Human nature is like this. They will do anything to survive. When they were hunting down the young martial artists of the Jiuli tribe, they never thought about how cruel they were. The Jiuli tribe has no grudges against them!" Yao Yin's hatred was obviously stronger than Li Weiyi's.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you next. The price is still the same as before."
Li Weiyi glanced at Wang Daozhen in the distance and couldn't help asking, "If you take out 100,000 Yongquan coins, I can spare your life."
Wang Daozhen gritted his teeth and sneered, took two steps back, turned around and rushed towards Yaoguan City.
As the Yongquan Realm martial artists returned one after another, the situation here could not be concealed at all. No matter how unwilling he was or how terrified he was, he had to rush back to report.
If you can think of a good solution, there may be a way out.
Li Weiyi found a high and flat place to meditate and heal his wounds.
In the sound of footsteps.
Another group of fleeing Yongquan Realm peak martial artists arrived at the Five Seas Realm. They were all very excited, thinking they had finally escaped.
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The nine chieftains of the Jiuli tribe had been waiting about a hundred miles away from the boundary of the Five Seas. Some were meditating, some were closing their eyes to rest, and some were anxious.
For five days, only monks continued to go in, but no monk returned.
This is so abnormal!
Li Songlin, with his hands behind his back, paced back and forth on the two-meter-wide dirt road along the river, and said, "I feel like something has happened! It's been almost six days, how is it possible that there is no news at all? Let's mobilize the army!"
The chief of the beasts, Li Jia, said: "Perhaps the space inside the Burial Immortal Town has expanded, and a large number of exotic medicines have appeared, so everyone is reluctant to come out and is busy collecting medicines."
Yao Xingyue, the leader of the Yao Li Army, said, "Although Sima Qin is strong, he is only one man after all. Two fists cannot beat four hands. Otherwise, you guys wait here, Songlin and I will go back to Yaoguan City to mobilize the army. If there is still no news on the ninth day, don't worry about the rules, just march the army in directly."
Pieces of pure white snow flakes fall down, cool and beautiful.
"Xingyue, you are still so hot-tempered. The Jiuli tribe has an army, but doesn't my Sui clan have one? Are the armies trained by Sanchen Palace, Tianyi Sect, and Guanhai Pavilion just for show?"
The other party is still ten miles away.
The elegant and gentle voice sounded in the ears of each armor leader, like a soft whisper. This level of cultivation was simply horrifying, and all nine armor leaders changed color.
Yao Xingyue is the strongest among the nine Jia Shou, and can be called the Jiuli Jia Shou. His expression is extremely solemn: "He is even stronger! Maybe he can really enter immortality in Jiazi as the rumors outside say."
Half an hour later, the carriage of Yao Qian, the leader of Sui Zong, slowly moved in the wind and snow.
The road and the trees on both sides were covered with a layer of snow.
The silver-horned deer pulled the cart, but there was no one behind the wheel, and the curtains were tightly closed. Two black tracks were left where the wheels passed, and the cart stopped nine feet away from the nine armor leaders.
It means that one person should show respect one meter, and courtesy should come before force.
Yao Xingyue had already stood up from his meditation: "Even you have come in person, it seems that the actions of the four major sects this time will be more intense than we expected."
Inside the car, Yao Qian's voice rang out: "This battle will come sooner or later. Don't we all know it clearly?"
“But if you cooperate with the Earth Wolf King’s army, you are inviting a wolf into the house. You must be aware of the barbarians’ style of burning, killing and looting.” Yao Xingyue said.
Fourteen years ago, when the four major sects had not yet shown their fangs, the relationship between the two sides was harmonious. Yao Xingyue and Yao Qian were close friends, at least Yao Xingyue regarded the other as his best friend at that time.
Yao Qian said calmly, "The Jiuli tribe pays tribute to the Fodu bandits every year. Is it acceptable to be cowardly and support the bandits? Xingyue, the rotten and the old should be torn down. What is needed in troubled times is progress, not mediocrity. The process of success is not important. It doesn't matter whether it is borrowing the power of the barbarians or the power of the demon tribe. I will pay any price. When I succeed, there will be disciples of the Sui Sect who will write a book and biography for me, praising my achievements and passing them down for generations."
Li Songlin snorted coldly: "Yao Qian, you are really a sophistry! You want to build a great cause, but you are afraid that your strength cannot support your ambition, and you will end up being a pawn for others to build a great cause. Everyone wants to become a dragon, but who is the real dragon?"
The leader of Qili Armor was a man with a pure immortal body. He summoned seven swords to fly around him and said, "Why argue with him about right and wrong? Something must have happened in Zangxian Town. Let's attack together and kill him today. We must dispatch the army as soon as possible. If we delay any longer, it may be too late!"
"Kill me? How could I come here alone?" Yao Qian said.
Rolling evil clouds surged over from the wide Sui River.
The leader of the demon tribe from Tianya Mountain came over the river with a huge body as big as a mountain. He was so majestic and powerful that the water was surging. He laughed and said, "It's been so many days and you just reacted. Isn't it too late?"
The leaders of Sanchen Palace, Tianyi Gate and Guanhai Pavilion appeared one after another.
The head of the Sanchen Palace was a woman in pure palace attire, who was suspended in mid-air in an incredible way, as if she had merged with the space. She smiled and said, "Now, it's your turn to consider whether we will kill you all here!"
The nine chieftains of the Jiuli tribe all had their hearts sinking to the bottom of the valley. They were not worried that the chieftains of the four major sects and Tianya Ridge would really dare to take action here. After all, they also had a backup plan. If they really fought to the death, no one would be able to get away with it.
What they are worried about is the Zangxian Town.
It’s been almost six days, and what was supposed to happen may have already happened.
Li Songlin was very worried about Cang Li, Li Ling, Li Weiyi and the others. His eyes were cold. "They want to keep us here, unable to go anywhere. Let's fight. Yao Qian was right when he said that troubled times require progress, not peace."
Suddenly.
The chaotic sound of horse hooves rang out.
A team carrying corpses came from the direction of Zangxian Town.
Wang Daozhen was alone, covered in wounds, and weak as he rode on the strong horse in front and came before the leaders.
“Bang!”
He fell sideways from his horse, holding up his severely injured body, and kneeled down to report to Yao Qian in tears: "Captain Jia... the sixth generation grandson is dead, Yang Yun is dead, Chen Jingtang is also dead, Master Liu is dead... We were attacked by two mysterious women, their cultivation is unfathomable... Ahem, I also jumped into the boiling Sui River to save my life by chance."
On the way back, Wang Daozhen had killed those Yongquan Realm martial artists who had seen him to silence them.
Wang Daozhen described the two mysterious women: "They fought fiercely and were very ruthless. They must be from the Jiuli Hidden Sect."
"The sixth-generation grandson was killed by Sima Tan with three sword strikes. His strength is far stronger than anyone imagined. He didn't even need a second sword strike to kill the Nine Springs Realm. The Yongquan Realm masters from more than a dozen forces we united were killed and routed. It's a pity that I can't cross the boundary of the Five Seas Realm, otherwise I would have killed him with my own hands."
The news that Wang Daozhen brought back was beyond the expectations of all the leaders present.
The leader of the demon tribe laughed in anger: "First he killed the Fire Ape of the Law, and then he killed the inheritor seed of the Silver of the Hundred Veins of Tianya Mountain. Even if he has the support of the great demon of the Ashes of the Far West, I will give him ten ways to die."
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The three Chen Gong Jia Shou could no longer laugh, not because he cared about the death of Chen Jingtang and others, but because he felt that he had lost face.
Yao Qian did not get out of the car, but he heard several flaws in Wang Daozhen's words, and his perception also found some clues on the corpses.
But at this time, how could he kill Wang Daozhen in anger and let the nine chiefs of the Jiuli tribe, who were already secretly happy, laugh at him?
He was silent for a moment, then exclaimed: "Good, very good, the Nine Li Hidden Sect finally showed up, our plan is considered a success! The battlefield in Yongquan Realm is meaningless, the Five Seas Realm is the key. How are you injured?"
Wang Daozhen had never thought that the always wise Jia Shou had been deceived by him today, and hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter... I... ahem... I can still fight for the sect..."
Yao Qian really didn't want to look at them any more: "In that case, you should quickly head to the path of the Five Seas Realm cultivators and inform Qingxi and the others of the information about the two women from the Nine Li Hidden Sect."
There are some things that Wang Dao really can't make up.
Yao Qian believed that there were indeed two such mysterious and powerful women.
Regardless of whether they are from the Jiuli Hidden Sect or not, it is worth taking action to capture them.
After Wang Daozhen rode back to the Burial Immortal Town, the chief of the Beast Li looked at the long procession of horses and the corpses on their backs, and finally couldn't help laughing: "I thought you had planned so deeply and prepared so thoroughly, and I was worried for nothing. It seems that your disciples in the Yongquan Realm have suffered heavy casualties!"
Yao Qian said calmly: "Half of the Wuhai Realm martial artists of the Jiuli tribe have come back alive, so it's not too late for you to laugh."
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Li Weiyi recovered from his injuries and looked at the various items piled on the ground, including rare medicines, magic tools, blood crystals, pills, money bags... everything you could think of.
In the distance, corpses were piled up into a small hill, all of them were killing each other just to borrow money.
These people just want to borrow money and not pay it back, they deserve to be put to death.
There has been no fugitive for two hours. It is obvious that this way of making money by waiting for something to happen cannot last long, unlike leeks, which can be harvested again and again.
Li Weiyi said, "Thank you for your hard work! Pick up anything you like first."
Yao Yin has made great contributions, so Li Weiyi will not be stingy in giving her the share she deserves.
He has never been a stingy person, he just knows how to be frugal and cherish.
Yao Yin shook her head slightly and raised her hand: "Can I have this pair of silver silk gloves?"
"You are really good at picking. Its value is probably more expensive than the pile of things on the ground." Li Weiyi knew that many magical tools required the cultivation of the Five Seas Realm to unleash their true power.
The magic weapon itself is for use by martial artists in the Five Seas Realm.
Yao Yin pursed her red lips, showing a rare little girl's attitude, and said coquettishly: "I am practicing palm techniques, and this pair of gloves is too suitable for me. I don't want to be pierced in the palm again in the future. If it really doesn't work, I will buy it."
"Forget it! I still owe you a large sum of blood crystals, so I'll just use it as payment!"
Li Weiyi collected all the treasures and money on the ground into the evil camel bell, took Yang Yun, who had broken his limbs, and rode back to the camp of the Jiuli tribe martial artists with Yao Yin.
From the camp of the Jiuli tribe’s martial artists, one can see from afar the Immortal Zang Town shrouded in fairy mist, with earthen walls and green tiles and houses like a forest.
It’s about five or six miles away.
In the town, a thick and bright pillar of light shot straight into the sky, illuminating all directions, and even the fog could not cover it. The fairy mist seemed to be escaping from the pillar of light, and also seemed to be spreading out from the town.
Yao Yin saw Li Weiyi walking towards the Burial Town and hurriedly caught up with him: "You can't reach the Burial Town! From here, it seems that we are only a few miles away from it, but if we walk a little further, we will enter a vast fairyland-like alien space. It's as if the space here has been violently stretched, and it is an ancient town that can no longer be reached."
Li Weiyi had already seen the abnormal fairy mist area ahead. A layer of chaotic energy barrier separated him from the Immortal Burial Town.
"After passing through this layer of air barrier, we will enter the so-called fairyland space?" Li Weiyi asked curiously.
Yao Yin nodded: "But once you go in, you will most likely encounter Wuhai Realm martial artists, or even Dao Seed Realm old monsters. The Immortal Realm is in chaos, and martial artists from all realms are collecting herbs inside. Dao Seed Realm and Changsheng Realm also have ways to enter the Immortal Realm, in a different direction from Yongquan Realm and Wuhai Realm."
Li Weiyi immediately gave up the idea and temporarily suppressed his curiosity.
Anyway, the Jiuli tribe has plenty of martial artists who dare to take the risk to go in and collect herbs, so they don’t need him.
"The Mangshan Festival lasts for nine days. When the time is up, tell everyone not to rush back. The road back to Yaoguan City now is probably very unsafe."
After saying this, Li Weiyi found a place closest to the Burial Immortal Town, took out the Spring Breaking Needle, then absorbed the fairy mist and continued to attack the Tenth Spring.
He didn't care about others knowing that he could absorb Xianxia, and he might not be the only martial artist who could absorb Xianxia.
After all, so many medicinal herbs can be absorbed.
Half a month passed in a flash.
Li Weiyi meditated with his upper body exposed, fairy mist emanating from every pore of his skin. He looked handsome and heroic, not a pure immortal body, but more like a true immortal practicing in the mortal world.
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