Chapter 49 The crowd is raging

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"Hurry up, hurry up, you're late, don't even drink soup, you don't even have to drink the northwest wind." A one-eyed man in the lead urged loudly.

Behind the one-eyed man were seven monks, four men and three women. Lu Xiaotian was surprised that the lowest level of cultivation was the fourth level of Qi Refining. Two of them had much more spiritual pressure than him, and they should be late-stage Qi refining monks.

"Why is Fellow Daoist Ma so impatient? That crystal toad is a fourth-order monster, which is equivalent to the level of a monk's foundation-building stage. Sit and wait for the senior Foundation Establishment in Wangyue City to preside over the overall situation." A short-sword youth at the fifth level of Qi Refining behind said while hurrying.

"You know what a fart, ants kill elephants, and hundreds of monks in the Qi refining period can't do anything about that monster, but there are at least a thousand people gathered near the small lake, many of them are masters in the late stage of Qi refining, really It is not difficult to take down that crystal toad. In the Moon-Watching Mountain Range, there must be monsters guarding the spirits. I heard that there is a cold stone in the lake. If we go late, we may not be sure It was robbed by other crazy monks." The bearded man scolded.

A group of eight people rushed past.

"Little Lake, Hanyou Stone, Crystal Toad?" After these people left, Lu Xiaotian came out behind a tree and muttered to himself. Either the Hanyou Stone or the Crystal Toad can join the Xuanbingmen. No wonder these monks are so excited. However, that crystal toad was already a fourth-order monster, so he couldn't covet it at all.

But he changed his mind, since thousands of casual cultivators had gathered near the small lake, there must be a mixture of dragons and snakes, and he didn't have to worry about who would deliberately trouble him. Among them, there are many masters in the late stage of Qi refining and Dzogchen, who have seen the power of the fourth-order monsters. It would be a pity if such a scene was missed. Moreover, the treasures are limited, and once they appear, they are likely to be robbed. If you mix in them, fish in troubled waters, maybe you can pick some cheap ones.

Lu Xiaotian's heart moved, and he also rushed in the direction of the monk team just now.

Along the way, Lu Xiaotian encountered several waves of people, and every time Lu Xiaotian held the spirit sword tightly, ready to escape at any time. There were also one or two groups of people who glanced at Lu Xiaotian suspiciously, but they all just glanced over, and they didn't have the posture of fighting, but rushed in one direction. Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, in this place where fish and dragons are mixed together, he really feels precarious by himself.

After driving about a hundred miles or so, after passing a forest of towering trees and a small valley, the sight suddenly opened up. A soft wind with a lot of water and aura blew, and Lu Xiaotian was refreshed.

There are monks everywhere, densely packed, more than what the one-eyed man said before. It is estimated that there are close to 3,000 people.

Yo! A high-pitched bird cry.

"Old Fei Peng!"

Immediately the monks below exclaimed.

Lu Xiaotian looked up, and saw a yellow roc with a wingspan of more than three feet hovering on the top, with a distance of tens of feet, he could still feel the wind blowing above his head. The spiritual pressure coming from the air faintly startled him, not only the monk called Feipeng old man, but also the yellow roc sitting under him. I'm afraid it is already a third-order peak spirit beast.

"Old monster Feipeng, you have been staying at home all year round, how dare you compete with us for spiritual objects now?" A blue shirt youth shouted loudly.

"I don't know which family this kid is from. He dares to question old monster Fei Peng. Could it be that he is looking for death?" A middle-aged man next to him whispered.

"What do you know, that is the young master of the Liao family, who usually walks sideways in Wangyue City. Although the old man Feipeng is powerful, he is by no means invincible in the Qi refining period. Master, but not as ostentatious as the old man Feipeng. It seems that this battle of spirits is more complicated and confusing." Another short and fat man retorted.

"Who doesn't know that this old man Fei Peng has a famously weird personality, so he doesn't care about his family or not." The middle-aged man snorted.

"Looking for death, this old man from Mochiyue Mountain Range comes and leaves as soon as he says, does he still need to say hello to you?" Sure enough, the old man Fei Peng above Huang Peng confirmed what the middle-aged man said, stretched out his hand and slapped him together. A huge gust of wind blows down from the sky.

Lu Xiaotian was not very lucky, not far from the blue shirt youth, felt the gust of wind blowing down, and his feet suddenly felt a little unstable. And the young man in the blue shirt who bears the brunt hastily sacrificed a magic talisman to prop up the shield, but the shield was instantly broken by the blowing wind. The youth in the blue shirt suddenly turned pale and his forehead turned blue, which was a sign of vomiting blood.

Lu Xiaotian was taken aback, the old man Feipeng was so powerful, and the young man in blue shirt was already a monk at the fourth level of Qi refining, but the old man Feipeng made the young man in blue shirt feel so sad that he wanted to vomit blood with just one blow. It's too powerful, originally Lu Xiaotian thought that he had beheaded several people one after another, which was considered a trick, but now he saw the old man Feipeng beckoning, and then he knew that he was a frog in the bottom of the well. Compared with these masters of Qi refining Dzogchen, the gap is not small. I'm afraid it will take at least the later stage to have the strength to compete with these masters.

As the middle-aged man said, this reckless young man in blue shirt is going to suffer.

"Your Excellency has practiced for many years, is it very majestic to bully a late student?" Behind the blue-shirted youth, a majestic and strong voice came, and a middle-aged man with broad eyebrows walked out at a leisurely pace. With a wave of his wide sleeves, a gust of wind was blown.

There were crackling and exploding sounds in the air, like rolling thunder.

"Who is this old man? I would like to be the Patriarch of the Liao family. No wonder these juniors are so arrogant. But today, this old man is not here to find trouble with you. If you have the ability, let's measure the length after this matter is over!" Old Fei Peng The old man gave a strange laugh, the roc circled in the air in a circular arc, and flew a few feet above a boulder by the small lake, the old roc took advantage of the situation and jumped off.

Lu Xiaotian glanced around the small lake. A large number of monks had already gathered. There were dozens of masters of Qi refinement like old man Feipeng. The old man clashed with the Liao family, but they didn't fight, which disappointed some people.

There are dozens of monks behind almost every master of Qi refining Dzogchen, and some powerful families even have hundreds of people. The Liao family just now is also one of the refining families in Wangyue City, with strong strength, but this time they are not lucky. , there are very few people who can come. Among these leaders, Lu Xiaotian also saw an old acquaintance, an old monster with long eyebrows, and the people next to him seemed to be very afraid of him, it seemed that he was also quite a powerful person.

From time to time in the Mochiyue Mountain Range, some big families would clear the field. Although the casual cultivators without power were angry, they were helpless. It's just that although there are many masters present, there are more random cultivators from all sides. Neither party or both parties can say that they can control the situation. Lu Xiaotian thought to himself, but there is a possibility of fishing in troubled waters.