After all, it is an old man, Long Zhijie immediately reacted at the moment when Du Yueshuang flew away, and at the same time grabbed Long Xingke next to him, followed Du Yueshuang's footsteps, and narrowly drilled into the teleportation channel before the arrival of the three-flavor true fire.

If it weren't for the teleportation passage behind them, or if they were a little farther away from the five people, I'm afraid the five of them would have to explain here this time.

"Brother Ginseng is so good. In the valley, a group of friends clapped their hands and said happily.

The ginseng baby had a large green leaf on her head, wearing a green leaf belly pocket, and landed proudly in the middle of her friends, and she was out of the limelight for a while.

On the fourth floor, Long Zhijie's face was iron-blue, and his face was full of grief and indignation, but he didn't expect to come this time, but he didn't get the benefits, but he left the main force in the gang in this cave.

Du Rushuang sighed, looked at the grief-stricken Long Zhijie, and comforted softly: "Senior Brother Long, please mourn." ”

"Alas. Brother. Long Zhijie looked up to the sky and sighed.

On the side, Long Xing's light flickered, and he suddenly said in a loud voice: "Master, just now the disciple heard that the spirit said, just ran away one person, you say, is it the red-haired man they drove away." ”

Long Zhijie and Du Rushuang were suddenly shocked when they heard Long Xingke's reminder.

Then, while thinking about it, Du Rushuang said slowly: "Senior Brother Long, now think about it, that red-haired man does have a lot of weirdness. ”

Long Zhijie's eyes suddenly burst into a fierce light, and he said coldly: "Senior Sister Du, do you also think that we have all been fooled?"

"I'm not fooled, I can't be sure, anyway, from the moment I saw that person, there was a sense of strangeness. Du Rushuang said slowly, "At least, I haven't seen him make a move, nor have I seen his mana fluctuations." ”

After Du Rushuang paused, he said leisurely: "I originally thought that this was the demeanor of the predecessors, I couldn't see through it, and I didn't dare to go up and ask easily, but from the mouths of those spirits just now, at least we know that not long ago, someone went in." The person who went in should be the red-haired man. There was no one else but him. ”

Senior Sister Du is reasonable. Long Zhijie said angrily, "Please also ask my senior sister to tell me what I found." ”

"Alas. Du Yueshuang sighed and said slowly: "In this cultivation realm, think about it, even the most peak cultivators, will they not blush when they see those spirits who have become essences?"

"No?" Long Zhijie said firmly, "In this way, what the man in red said that there are small things left for us, that is a lie." ”

"Yes, lies, so we can suspect that his other words, may also be lies. Of course, the most important thing is ......" Du Rushuang paused and said, "If his cultivation can really hit the power of the third layer in one blow, then why is there no trace of a fight in the valley?" I also heard the words of the spirit monster, 'Brother Ginseng is not as good as Brother Zhu Guo', so it can be inferred that the person who just entered should have been driven out directly." ”

"Pretending?" Long Zhijie frowned, but there were still a lot of things he couldn't figure out.

"Alas, however, this third layer of deep pit is real, to say that he is not a master, who can hit such a deep pit, and we can all judge that this is caused by a trick. Alas, I don't dare to make a real judgment anymore. Du Yue said, "Anyway, Senior Brother Long, people can't be resurrected after death, so it's better to be careful, first inquire about that person's identity before you care, and be careful of bringing disaster to the sect." ”

"That's what Senior Sister said. Long Zhijie said, and while he was talking, several people had already walked out of the cave passage.

"Xingke, who are you here with on this trip?" Long Zhijie suddenly asked.

"Most of them are disciples of my Huoshan faction, and there are also a few disciples from neighboring gangs, all of whom are from the physical realm. Long Xingke said, "Master, are you suspicious of them?"

"You write down the names of these people, do your best to investigate the information of these people, and pay more attention to their sects, to see if there is a sect with the strength to suddenly break out, as long as these people are alive, then it is very likely that that person is a ghost. Long Zhijie said coldly.

"It's the boss. Long Xingke bowed and said, "However, the master, there is another person, it is not our Immortal Cultivation Sect, but just came from the mortal world, called the Heavenly Sword Sect, that kid seems to be the leader of their gang." ”

Long Zhijie's eyes suddenly erupted with cold killing intent, and he snorted coldly: "Optimus Sword Sect, Lian Yunfeng." In the future, we will unite all our alliances to suppress the Optimus Sword Sect together, and in addition, always pay attention to the Optimus Sword Sect to see if their so-called gang leader is still alive. ”

"Yes. ”

"Senior brother, what are your plans next? Walking out of the cave, Du Rushuang suddenly asked.

"With my strength, the treasures inside are hopeless, it's better to tell Yuehua Sect, according to the rules, we can still get ten percent of the reward, what does Senior Sister think?"

"Ten percent is already very rich, and one point between you and me is enough to increase the strength of the sect by several steps. In that case, let's go to Yuehua Sect. Then, Du Yueshuang turned his head and said, "Chen'er, you go back to the gang to cultivate hard, don't reveal this matter." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

"Xingke, you go back too. Convey to the elders what I have just meant. Long Zhijie said coldly.

Immediately, the four streamers divided into three directions and rose into the sky.

They didn't notice that after a few people left, the teleportation passage to the first layer behind the vines suddenly shrank, then turned into a small dot and disappeared. The vines were originally at the mouth of the passage, but now they completely turned into ordinary rocks, as if they had never appeared.

Seinfeld hid three hundred meters underground, above his head, Long Xingke harnessed the sword light, slashed like a meteor, and finally disappeared into the vast mountains, and after a while, Seinfeld's head slowly poked out.

Looking at the vast mountains and endless forests, Seinfeld got lost again.

Moreover, he can't ask people about it yet, Seinfeld believes that this time the Huoshan faction will definitely pay full attention to the Qingtian Sword Faction, if he inquires about the Qingtian Sword Faction and is seen by someone who cares, then someone will notice him, which will provoke the Huoshan faction to pursue him with all his might.

And even if they want to go back to Lian Yunfeng, they have to go back secretly this time, even if they return to the gang, most of the gangs in the gang can't let them know that they have returned.

There are many people, and if someone discovers their traces, the Optimus Sword Sect will also face great trouble.

"Now, I secretly inquired about the direction of the Cangye Sect first, fortunately, Lian Yun Peak is very close to the Cangye Sect, as long as I get there, I can find Lian Yun Peak immediately. Seinfeld sighed. Fleeing in the direction of Long Xingke just now, that person's Huoshan faction belongs to the affiliated sect of the Cangye Sect, follow him, at least in the general direction.

Using the method of retreat to travel quickly, encountering a lonely figure in the middle, Seinfeld did not dare to ask for directions casually, not only for fear of revealing his whereabouts, but also for fear of becoming the target of murder and treasure.

In just a few hours, from Lan Yulong and the others, Seinfeld completely understood the law of the jungle in this world, when Lan Yulong and the others wanted to kill him, even if his backer was Meng Qing, he had no scruples. It can be seen that his gang and his own strength are at an absolute disadvantage, and there is no reason to talk about it at all.

In other words, fists are the truest truth in this world.

After another half a day of flying, until the evening, Seinfeld actually saw a town with cultivators coming in and out.

At this moment, Seinfeld didn't dare to maintain the eye-catching image of a red-haired man, but turned into a middle-aged man in his thirties, a dusty congenital realm, carrying an ordinary steel long sword on his back, and slowly walked towards the town.

The closer he got to the town, and many monks from the physical realm came in and out of the gate of the town, Seinfeld immediately remembered that these people should be the scattered cultivators that Meng Qing was referring to. Most of these casual cultivators, like Seinfeld, came from the mundane world, got some chances, and were brought to this region by immortal cultivators and left to fend for themselves.

Or occasionally break into the world of immortal cultivators, and by chance, gain some knowledge of cultivation, and learn about the world of cultivators, so they stay here and hit the immortals.

Relying on strong perseverance and determination, there are still some people who survive in this cruel world, these people kill demon beasts, find spirit stones, and after a year, they also have some meager income. Occasionally, lucky people find ancient ruins and obtain rare treasures. These people find wealth, and if they can't use it, they will come to the nearest town to exchange for immortal cultivation techniques and spells.

Over time, these towns, which were originally used by the Immortal Cultivation Sect to trade, gradually became these scattered cultivators, and the powerful sects often flew farther to exchange for trading in big cities.

Since Seinfeld's decorations were similar to those of these equally dusty physical realms, they did not attract everyone's attention.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a small town, but it is better to describe it as a commercial street. There are no inhabitants here, only shops set up by disciples sent by various sects of cultivation.

On one street, hundreds of shops were drenched, and after Seinfeld stepped into the street, he found that there were many casual repairs. Although it is not as prosperous as the commercial street in the previous life, with Seinfeld's entry, basically every store has people watching in twos and threes.

Unlike the previous life, the customer is God's concept, and the customers here have a sense of restraint, as if they are afraid of offending the owner of the store.

Seinfeld knew in his heart that these scattered cultivators had no power or power, and there was no legal constraint in the cultivation realm, and their strength was far inferior to that of these cultivation sects, so it was normal to be cautious.

The cultivators traded their lives for the few spirit stones they had, carefully selecting the goods they needed.

The thing of forced buying and selling, but it didn't happen, the owner of the store, basically watched coldly, the price and description have been marked under the merchant, there is no bargaining, put the spirit stone to get the goods, everything is still a bit of a rule.

Of course, good things can't be bought here, and the most expensive ones are none other than the magic tricks in the human level.

Seinfeld didn't look at the shops, but walked straight ahead and walked to the front of the largest shop, which had a huge sign at the door that read: "Yuehua Sect Treasure Pavilion." ”