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Chapter 114 No Money
"You!" Zhang Xinyuan's face turned dark and he became red with anger at Luo San's words.
"Xinyuan, don't argue with the Southern Border Barbarians. We still have to go outside the city to fight against the demons together with the three upper sects." The Jindan elder of Qingyun Sect frowned and said to the disciple who was blocking Luo Shan:
"The current situation in Wuwang City is not optimistic. You should not get entangled with her."
Just now, the Sword Master Wuhen killed the Jindan cultivator without blinking an eye.
"Elder, I know Ling Wanran is your disciple, and you can't do it..." Among the disciples of Qingyun Sect, a handsome male cultivator glared at Ling Wanran, unwilling to let him go.
"You bastard!" Upon hearing this, the Jindan elder's face darkened and he directly slapped the male disciple who spoke without thinking.
"Puff!" After being hit by the Jindan cultivator, the male cultivator from Qingyun Sect immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He raised his head to see the gloomy face of the elder, and immediately bowed his head:
"Elder, I was mistaken in my words. I beg you to forgive me this time."
He had a very good relationship with Junior Sister Zhou Yue, so when he saw the murderer of Junior Sister Zhou Yue in front of him, he lost his mind for a moment.
"When you return to the sect, go to the Discipline Hall to receive your punishment." The old man with the Golden Core Stage said this, and his eyes swept over all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect one by one:
"Qingyun Sect disciples, follow me out of the city to fight against the demons."
"Yes, elder!"
Although some disciples had some complaints, they did not dare to act rashly in front of the Jindan Elder and could only obey the other party's orders obediently.
"Let's go!" Luo San glanced at the cultivators of Qingyun Sect, and directly used the corpse puppets to clear the way. As long as there were people blocking the way, he would directly control the corpse puppets to take action.
Ling Wanran followed behind Luo Shan, feeling the hatred of the Qingyun Sect disciples towards her. She smiled gently with a bright face, turned her head to look at Qingyun Sect and others, a hint of sarcasm flashing in her eyes.
Luo Shan walked through the Qingyun Sect disciples with a swagger and snorted coldly. As a cultivator with excellent hearing, everyone naturally heard it.
The faces of the people of Qingyun Sect, including the Jindan Zhenren, were not very good. Some of them even took out their magic weapons again, as if they were ready to take action.
Luo Shan curled the corner of his mouth, took out the black whip from the storage bracelet, tossed it gently in his hand, and stared at the disciples of Qingyun Sect.
"You barbarian cultivator, what do you mean?" A disciple of Qingyun Sect lost his temper and looked at Luo San with hatred.
"It's funny. What do I mean? My whip was stained by the blood of the monster before. You can't even take it out for a look. You, a disciple of Qingyun Sect, are meddling in everything and even meddling in the corpse puppet monks of Southern Xinjiang?"
When it comes to talking, Luo Shan thinks he has never lost.
"Okay, don't bother with her, let's go!" The old Jindan master of Qingyun Sect had a face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip.
If he had not been thinking about Sword Master Wuhen, he would have definitely killed this ignorant Southern Border barbarian cultivator here.
A cultivator who has established his foundation in Southern Xinjiang dares to act pretentiously in front of him. This is not Southern Xinjiang!
Thinking of the relationship between the closed disciple of Wuhen Sword Master and the female cultivator of the Southern Xinjiang Gu Clan, the elders of Qingyun Sect did have some concerns.
"Yes!" The disciples of Qingyun Sect glared at Luo Shan for several times, and finally followed the Jindan old man away angrily.
Seeing the man leave, Luo Shan put away his naughty attitude, put the whip back in boredom, and walked towards the rented courtyard.
"Two fairies, please wait a moment!" The injured male cultivator who was left behind rushed over.
He didn't dare to speak a word about the farce just now, for fear of getting into trouble.
"My two fairies, I am a casual cultivator from Suzhe City, my surname is Qin." The cultivator named Qin folded his hands and said:
"I wonder if I can team up with the two fairies?"
Ling Wanran looked at the man and did not reply, but looked at Luo Shan.
Luo Shan frowned and looked up and down at the monk named Qin several times, with a strange look on his face:
"Are you willing to help us hunt monsters for free?"
That’s great! Could it be that his brain was injured by the attack from the monster just now?
"You're joking, fairy." The cultivator named Qin curled his lips and replied embarrassedly.
"Since it's not free help, then we have to share the benefits. We saved you, but you have evil intentions?"
Luo Shan narrowed her eyes. In her eyes, monsters were equal to spirit stones. If they wanted to share the profits, they meant they wanted to share her spirit stones?
"Fairy, I'm not..." The cultivator surnamed Qin wanted to cry but had no tears. Why did this female cultivator from Southern Xinjiang sound like he was a despicable villain who repaid kindness with enmity?
He just felt that it was too dangerous for him to go out of the city alone to fight against the monsters, so he wanted to team up with others so that he could have someone to take care of him in case of a life-threatening situation.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I know you don't mean that, but we have no plans to leave the city to hunt monsters for the time being. Fellow Daoist Qin, you should look for someone else." Seeing that Fellow Daoist Qin looked like he wanted to explain more, Ling Wanran hurried out to interrupt him.
"Okay, I understand. I won't bother you anymore." The monk named Qin lowered his eyelids, understanding what the other party meant and didn't argue any further.
After returning to the rented house, the remaining formation was activated. Luo Shan went straight to his room, set up the restrictions, and then sat cross-legged in meditation.
He had been injured by the Jindan monster before, and although he had taken the elixir, he had not had time to refine it, so he was delayed for some time by the Qingyun Sect.
He practiced his cultivation method, absorbing the water spiritual power between heaven and earth, and guiding it bit by bit to repair the injuries on his dantian, meridians and body.
The pill that he had swallowed earlier also turned into a pure and gentle spiritual power, nourishing his aching dantian.
After his injuries recovered, Luo Shan did not stop, but took out a pile of spirit stones from the storage bracelet and placed them in front of him.
She began to absorb the spiritual power in the spirit stone. After the previous battle with the lion beast, she vaguely felt that the state of mind in her body was somewhat loosened.
Of course, the bigger reason was that the Jindan monster posed a great threat to her.
Time passed without notice during his practice. The spirit stones in front of Luo Shan were consumed one after another, and the spirit stone bag that was originally full quickly shrunk.
Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones could only sustain it for half a year. After all, in addition to the spirit stones needed for its own cultivation, the corpse puppet also needed to consume some spirit stones.
Fortunately, these spirit stones were not wasted in vain, and I finally broke through the threshold of the late foundation building stage at the last moment.
Feeling the vigorous spiritual power in his dantian, Luo Shan twisted his stiff neck and exhaled.
Then, looking at the stall of spiritual power powder in front of him, his slightly excited mood suddenly became heavy.
It was true that the wind was whistling and the Yi River was cold, and we were back to the time before liberation overnight.
He stood up and opened the restriction at the door, releasing his spiritual sense. He saw that the three elders Zeng were not in the courtyard, and Fellow Daoist Ling was nowhere to be seen either. He frowned and thought for a moment, and decided to go outside the city to see the current situation of Wuwang City.
When he reached the late stage of foundation building, his spiritual awareness was even stronger than that in the middle stage. Seeing that there were still many cultivators on the street, his frown finally relaxed.
After walking out of the yard, Luo Shan went to the Points Hall.
When they arrived at the place, Luo Shan noticed with his sharp eyes that there was something different in the Points Hall. The ground, which was originally made of black stone, had many cracks.