"Oh, really?" Qingwu Immortal Lord thought that Ye Feiran seemed to be interested in Fu Lu, and he made a calculation in his mind, "They should be from the same place. It's normal not to want to separate. Anyway, it will be beneficial to our Xuantian Immortal Sect. Can." Ke Tiandong: "That's what the Immortal Lord said." Immortal Lord Qingwu pondered for a while, and then continued, "This matter should not be delayed for too long. You go back and tell them that I will leave tomorrow. You can take a spaceship, but you can get fifty top-grade spiritual stones per person. If you don't have spiritual stones, you can Replace it with another treasure." Immortal Lord Qingwu didn’t really want to collect their spirit stones, he was just making a show to do the whole set. Ke Tiandong frowned slightly and said, "Immortal Qingwu, what if they don't get enough fifty top-quality spiritual stones for each person?" What if they don't have enough spirit stones and find other forces? This is a question worth thinking about. "They are the proud sons of the lower world, how could they not even have fifty top-quality spiritual stones?" Immortal Lord Qingwu raised his eyebrows. Ke Tiandong touched his nose and coughed slightly, "The Immortal Lord doesn't know something. Most of the cultivators who ascended from the lower world are very poor. Ye Xiaoyou and the fourteen of them only rented a ninth-level cave. When they gave the spirit stone My face hurts." Immortal Lord Qingwu: "..." Are you really that poor? "Then you find a way to ask them how many spiritual stones each of them can give. If they don't want the spiritual stones, we will be exposed." "Okay, let me think about it." Ke Tiandong nodded. As a result, the next moment he thought of Feng Wei, the chef, and the corners of his lips kept rising, "Xianjun, there is a chef among them. I just gave them a batch of ingredients, and they will definitely invite Xianjun to taste it." .” "Oh, there are also kitchen cultivators?" A flash of surprise flashed across Qingwu Xianjun's eyes. This group of young people are crouching dragons and hiding tigers! "Yes, I have tasted the spiritual food made by little friend Feng. Although it is not as good as the three chefs of our Xuantian Immortal Sect, the taste is not bad." Ke Tiandong nodded. Immortal Lord Qingwu raised his eyebrows, "If the spiritual food tastes good, I will take this opportunity to save them the spiritual stones for boarding the spaceship." "Immortal Lord Qingwu is so kind, I will definitely report this matter to the sect master." Ke Tiandong said immediately. The corners of Qingwu Immortal Lord's mouth twitched slightly, but he did not stop him. It would be nice to let the sect leader owe him a favor. At the same time, other forces also found out that Ye Feiran and his party actually lived in the ninth-level cave, and all fourteen of them lived together. Suddenly, they all had an idea in their minds. "Most of the cultivators who have ascended from the lower realms are relatively poor. We can cultivate resources to attract them." "Have you arranged for someone to reveal our whereabouts? Let them come to us on their own initiative." "The arrangements have been made, I believe they will come to your door soon." While other forces were arranging for people to reveal their whereabouts, Feng Wei had prepared a large table of spiritual food, and Ke Tiandong also invited Immortal Qingwu. Seeing Immortal Lord Qingwu stepping forward, Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly. It turned out that the peak Immortal Emperor was Immortal Lord Qingwu! Immortal Qingwu met Ye Feiran's gaze, and the corners of his lips curved. Ke Tiandong did not notice this scene, and introduced with a smile, "My dear friends, Immortal Qingwu is here." "Immortal Qingwu!" Ye Feiran and his party quickly bowed respectfully. Except for Ye Feiran, everyone else was a little nervous. The number one Talisman Immortal is too powerful. Immortal Lord Qingwu nodded slightly, "No need to be polite." After Immortal Qingwu sat down at the main seat, Feng Wei began to introduce the spiritual food on the table. Her voice was a little trembling at first, but after introducing three spiritual food in a row, her voice returned to normal. In response to this, Immortal Qingwu's eyes quickly flashed with satisfaction, showing that he was quite courageous. No words are spoken when eating, and no words are spoken when sleeping. Except for Qingwu Xianjun, Ke Tiandong and Ye Feiran who carefully tasted the spiritual food in front of them, Feng Wei and the others were in a state of confusion, but they did not dare to look at Qingwu Xianjun frequently. Immortal Lord Qingwu saw their reactions, and his favorability towards Ye Feiran gradually increased. After eating and drinking, Immortal Lord Qingwu slowly said, "I heard that you want to take my spaceship to the Xuantian Immortal Sect?" "Yes, I wonder if it will disturb the Immortal Lord?" Ye Feiran said immediately. "I also plan to go back to Xuantian Immortal Sect. There is no need to disturb you. I have agreed to your request. I will not accept your spiritual food. However, during the days spent in the spaceship, I hope to taste spiritual food every day. Eat." Immortal Lord Qingwu said in an unhurried tone. As soon as these words came out, Ye Feiran's group's eyes suddenly lit up and they all looked at Feng Wei. "Immortal Lord, there is no problem." Feng Wei said immediately, making spiritual food is also a way of her cultivation. "Yinshi will gather on the outskirts of Feixian Town." Immortal Lord Qingwu turned around and left after speaking, showing off his noble and cool performance to the fullest. "Farewell to the Immortal Lord, Immortal Lord, please go slowly!" When Immortal Qingwu disappeared, Ye Feiran and his group were so excited that they high-fived each other. "Great, we can take Immortal Qingwu's spaceship to Xuantian Immortal Sect." "Yeah, we don't have to worry about being late, and we don't have to worry about any dangers we may encounter on the road." "Fengwei, thank you for your hard work!" "We will help process the ingredients together then." "Oh, ingredients! Will Fairy Qingwu provide the ingredients, or do we have to buy them ourselves?" Everyone looked at each other, and then looked at Ke Tiandong in unison. Ke Tiandong stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I will also take the Qingwu Immortal Lord's spaceship to leave Feixian Town. Let me provide the ingredients!" "Senior Ke, help me buy the ingredients, and I'll give you the spirit stones." Feng Wei said quickly. "No, no, no, these ingredients are relatively common and don't require too many spiritual stones, otherwise I would be embarrassed to eat them." Ke Tiandong waved his hand. Ahem... He also wanted Ye Feiran and his party to remember these insignificant favors from him. "No, Senior Ke helped us a lot." After a battle, Ke Tiandong naturally won in the end, and Ye Feiran and his party silently recorded his favor. Ye Feiran and his party tidied up and were not far from Yinshi. However, they thought that they had become a hot commodity, so instead of heading to the outskirts of Feixian Town together, they disguised themselves and went in groups. Qingwu Xianjun and Ke Tiandong went to the suburbs early, and felt even more satisfied when they saw them coming in batches in disguise. "Xianjun Qingwu!" "Senior Ke!" After everyone gathered, Immortal Qingwu threw the spacecraft into the air, and the spacecraft grew larger at the speed of the naked eye. Immortal Qingwu took the lead in taking the spaceship, and Ke Tiandong waved quickly, "Hurry up!" After Ye Feiran and his group boarded the spacecraft, another group of people boarded the spacecraft. They were the ones responsible for piloting the spacecraft and escorting them. Their strength was at the lowest level of the Immortal Sage in the early stage and at the highest level of the Immortal Saint in the peak stage. Taking advantage of the darkness, Qingwu Xianjun's spaceship quietly left Feixian Town. The next day, people from major powerful families waited in the first-class cave for Ye Feiran and his entourage to visit, but they all got a bolt from the blue. "Let's go, they left Feixian Town last night." People from major powerful families: "!!!"
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
