Xu Lei's body went limp and fell to the ground, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
He never thought that he would die in Shen Long's hands.
Shen Long breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have much mana left, but he was able to kill Xu Lei.
The four sub-blade fell down, and the aura dimmed.
He did not take down his defense and controlled the Qingyue Scissors to cut off Xu Lei's head.
The iron-tailed scorpion emerged from the ground, neighing excitedly, its tail stinger swaying left and right, asking for credit from Shen Long.
Without the Iron Tail Scorpion, Shen Long would have been killed long ago.
"Leave here first, and I'll buy you spirit pills later."
He put the iron-tailed scorpion back into the spirit beast bag, found three storage bags from the two corpses, put them in his arms, took out an earth escape talisman, slapped it on his body, and escaped from the earth.
Qin Qing is still alive. Who knows if he will ambush outside. It would be safer to escape.
Shen Long plans to go to Dafang City and has no plans to return to Qianzhu Valley.
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In Qianzhu Valley, the door of a certain stone house opened, and Qin Tianhe walked out, planning to go to the Martial Arts Garden to practice spells.
Qin Qing ran towards him and said, "Come on, follow me and leave Fangshi immediately."
He rushed back to Fangshi as quickly as possible, intending to take Qin Tianhe away, Fangshi couldn't stay any longer.
He did not dare to inform the Chen family, the Han family and the Li family that if the Spirit Control Order was involved, the reward would not necessarily be a reward, but a murder and silence. With the strength of the three families, it would be easy to crush a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator.
With three hundred spiritual stones, it would be no problem for them to live in another place.
"Grandpa, what happened?"
Qin Tianhe said doubtfully.
"It's nothing, just come with me."
Qin Qing couldn't help but left Fangshi with Qin Tianhe.
A secluded manor with pavilions, bridges and flowing water.
A young woman in a golden skirt with gorgeous features and a tall, thin middle-aged man were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, talking about something, with Li Ruxue standing aside.
"The disciple recruitment conference is about to be held. This time I will lead the team! I hope that some of my clansmen will join the Xuanyang Sect."
The young woman in the gold skirt said with a look of longing on her face.
Li Yueyun, in the early stage of foundation building.
"Ruxue and the others all meet the requirements for accepting disciples, but whether they can pass the assessment depends on their own abilities."
The middle-aged man said.
Li Yuefeng, in the early stages of foundation building.
"Ruxue, go back and prepare! We will set off tomorrow. Whether you can join the Xuanyang Sect depends on your own luck."
Li Yueyun ordered.
"Yes, Jiu Gu."
Li Ruxue agreed, turned and left.
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The Yunmeng Mountain Range stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, with rolling mountains and towering ancient trees.
On the outskirts of the Yunmeng Mountain Range, there is a steep and sky-high peak. The peak is thousands of feet high. There are buildings from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and many monks can be seen.
At the foot of the mountain stands a green stone tablet more than ten feet high, with three golden characters "Yunmeng Mountain" engraved on it. Under the sunlight, the three characters "Yunmeng Mountain" sparkle and are very eye-catching.
A figure appeared in the distance, running quickly towards Yunmeng Mountain.
Not long after, the figure stopped on a low slope, and a man in a blue shirt with ordinary features appeared, it was Shen Long who had changed his face.
He didn't know if Qin Qing would report the news. After leaving the Qianzhu Mountains, he changed his appearance and finally arrived at Yunmeng Mountain, where the five major powers of the Qin State recruited new disciples.
Shen Long was afraid of being recognized, so he stayed up day and night. It took him more than three years to reach Yunmeng Mountain.
There is still one year left before the Immortal Ascension Conference, and Shen Long is still at the seventh level of Qi Refining, but he has the Spirit Control Order, so there should be no big problem in joining the Spirit Control Sect.
The ground shook slightly, and Shen Long was startled. He turned his head and looked into the distance. A group of monks were riding a blue horse running from a distance. The green horse had a green sharp horn on its head and ran very fast.
There is a monk on the back of each green horse, and their sleeves are embroidered with plum blossom patterns, which seems to be a symbol.
"Plum Blossom Valley Su Family!"
Shen Long recognized this mark. Qingyunzi's travel notes mentioned the Su family. The Su family was a cultivating family affiliated with Zixiao Sect. There were foundation-building monks in charge, and there were many masters.
The Su family monk ignored Shen Long and drove his spirit horse towards Yunmeng Mountain.
A flash of green light flashed under Shen Long's feet, and he swayed towards Yunmeng Mountain.
Great perfection in wind control!
Shen Long had no fixed place for the past three years. He devoted three hours every day to practice spells and perfected the wind control technique.
One mile closer to Yunmeng Mountain, Shen Long felt his body stagnant and slowed down.
He was shocked, it must be the ban on Fangshi, he quickly put away his wind control technique and walked towards Yunmeng Mountain.
The streets are spacious and clean, with shops on both sides arranged in an orderly manner, with crowds of pedestrians and busy traffic.
"Come and take a look. The spirit wine has just arrived. It's a century-old store and it's trustworthy."
"We have launched five new spiritual meals, all with 10% off. Don't miss it if you pass by."
"The product produced by Forging Arms Pavilion must be a high-quality product. Senior Taoists who want to buy magic weapons should come and take a look."
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The waiters of some shops stand at the door of the shop and shout hard to attract customers.
Shen Long was full of curiosity. He walked around and saw many strange things, but he did not buy any goods.
Less than half an hour later, Shen Long appeared at the door of a nine-story green attic, with three golden characters "Ke Lai Ju" written on the plaque.
He strode in. The lobby was spacious and bright, with many tables and stools. There was an old man in green robes with a rosy face sitting behind the green counter.
A green-shirted attendant walked over quickly and said enthusiastically: "Fellow Taoist, should you stay in a hotel or have a meal?"
"I want to stay in a hotel, but I don't know how to charge?"
Shen Long said.
"Two spiritual stones a month. If you rent it for a year, it can be cheaper, twenty spiritual stones."
The old man in green robe said.
"So expensive!"
Shen Long frowned.
He wouldn't be able to use so many spiritual stones even if he rented in Qianzhu Valley for a year. Dafang City was different, the rent was so expensive.
"This is the cheapest, and there are more expensive ones."
The old man in green robe said.
Shen Long nodded, turned and left. He visited several inns and found that the rents were about the same, and the shopkeepers who came to the guest house did not intentionally raise the prices.
He settled down in Juxian and paid rent for one year.
The room is spacious and clean, with a blue wooden bed, a blue tea table and several blue wooden stools. There is a blue magic circle in the corner with eight grooves of the same size.
Shen Long closed the door, put eight spiritual stones into the grooves, took out a blue square token, injected mana into it, and a blue light flew out from the token and disappeared into the magic circle.
A curtain of cyan light appeared on the wall, and the noise disappeared.
Shen Long lay on the wooden bed and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally arrived at Yunmeng Mountain."
Shen Long said to himself, his face full of joy.
He took out a blue storage bag and shook the bag mouth down. A blue glow passed by and there was a lot of stuff on the ground.