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Chapter 47

Words:2320Update:22/06/27 09:48:30

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"Come … …"

Seeing that he was no match for the opponent, Meng Xuanzhao immediately raised his voice to call for help.

However, the opponent's reaction was extremely fast. As soon as he opened his mouth, another heavy punch was sent out. A surging spiritual aura was released and directly covered his body. Xuan Zhao only managed to shout one word before he was forcefully suppressed. He could only retreat with all his might, planning to find an opportunity to summon his flying sword. However, he didn't expect that when he retreated, an exquisite tobacco flask suddenly appeared in the opponent's hand and blew it towards his face.

For a moment, his mouth was filled with a sweet smell, causing Xuan Zhao's head to become dizzy.

"Heh, you're still far from being able to fight with me!"

Fang Xing knew that Xuan Zhao hadn't completely lost consciousness, but he purposely smiled coldly. He took off the black cloth covering his face and stepped on Xuan Zhao's chest. He pulled out a storage pouch from his waist and opened it. Inside was the Stone Essence Powder, as well as a bunch of other good stuff. He immediately smiled proudly and muttered to himself, "Luckily Liu Feng informed me … …"

As he spoke, his gaze swept downwards and seemed to have discovered that Xuan Zhao hadn't fainted yet. He heavily stepped on Xuan Zhao's face.

Xuan Zhao groaned and fainted. Before he fainted, he firmly remembered the name "Liu Feng".

After all, he was in the Dao Sect, so Fang Xing didn't dare to stay for long. He pulled Xuan Zhao's body and threw him into the bamboo forest. Then, he quickly slipped away. After arriving at a secluded place, he changed back to his original appearance and hummed a tune as he walked back.

"There's a widow in the village called Xiao Hua. She's pretty and has big breasts. When no one knocks on the door in the middle of the night, she took a broom and beat me … …"

What happened after that had nothing to do with him. Anyway, no one could guess who it was.

This Meng Xuanzhao picking him was also his bad luck. Fang Xing swallowed the monster core of the monster toad in the Demon Miasma Mountain and his cultivation improved greatly. Later on, he stayed for a few more days and killed some rank two or rank three monsters. Then, he soaked the cores in wine and drank them like spirit wine. Every day, he ate the meat of the monsters and drank the demon core wine. His cultivation improved again and was only a step away from the peak third layer of spirit formation.

This Meng Xuanzhao was only in the middle third layer of spirit formation. In addition to Fang Xing's smoke pot, how could he be his opponent?

He was completely touched by the little bandit within this door.

After being unconscious for an hour, Meng Xuanzhao finally woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he blinked a few times and saw his surroundings clearly. He slowly recalled what happened before he fainted and sat up in a hurry. When he touched his body, he realized that his storage pouch was nowhere to be found. He gritted his teeth in anger and punched the purple bamboo beside him, causing it to fall to the ground. Meng Xuanzhao was furious. His eyes were about to spit fire.

"Who is it? Who is it? Who dares to rob me in the Dao Sect? "

Meng Xuanzhao was a true second generation ancestor of the Dao Sect. This was the first time he was humiliated like this.

This strange feeling made him feel not only angry, but also wronged …

That was the Stone Essence Powder that he had just obtained …

With the Stone Essence Powder and the help of his uncle, he could raise his cultivation to the peak third layer of spirit formation. Then, he could ask an acquaintance in the Vermilion Cloud Valley to refine a Rank Breaking Pill for him. He was confident that he could enter the inner sect within a month …

But now, without the Stone Essence Powder, everything became empty talk!

"No, I must investigate. Even if I have to borrow uncle's strength, I must find out who it is …"

"Hmph, this person is tall and skinny. He used sleeping gas …"

"Hmm? Why is he so similar to the legendary bandit in the Dao Sect not long ago? "

Meng Xuanzhao thought for a while and his eyes gradually narrowed. "Alright, it's most likely you. It's fine that you robbed the Dao Sect's vegetable islands, but you actually dared to rob me. Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will find you …"

Slowly standing up, Meng Xuanzhao swore fiercely in the ghostly Purple Bamboo Forest. "However, there are so many people in the outer sect. How am I going to find this person? … Ah, that's right. He thought that I didn't faint and accidentally said the name Liu Feng. That Liu Feng must be his informant. If I find Liu Feng, I will definitely be able to find him … "

Thinking like this, Meng Xuanzhao suppressed the anger in his heart and slowly walked towards the Talisman Hall.

At this moment, he even had the intention to kill. Thus, he decided that even if he had to endure the scolding of his uncle, he would tell this matter to his uncle.

At this time, Liu Feng was drinking with Hei San and the others in a bamboo building near the Clear Stream Valley. The two of them got to know each other in an interesting way. Liu Feng was an old disciple of the Dao Sect. Although his cultivation was not high, he was good at currying favor. He was fierce to the weak, but he knew how to please the strong. It was precisely because of this that he got to know Hou Qing, who had shown amazing strength not long after entering the Dao Sect.

After being stabbed by Fang Xing, his injuries gradually healed, but he found that he still hadn't recovered his strength. The reason was that more than a dozen of the tendons in his body had been cut by Fang Xing. Although he had spent all of his savings in the past few years, he still had to exchange them for elixirs. If he treated them seriously, he would recover sooner or later. However, it also made him hate Fang Xing to the extreme. He even wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.

As a result, when he learned from Qian Tong that Hou Qing planned to go out to hunt the Dried Python Toad, he excitedly came up with an idea for Hou Qing. That was to use people as bait to fish and kill the Monster Toad. As a result, Hou Qing happily accepted this idea. Then Liu Feng, on behalf of Hou Qing, came to the Clear Stream Valley disciple Deacon Hei San, and after a secret discussion, the matter was settled.

Later, everything went smoothly. Hou Qing took Fang Xing away. Presumably, the little demon would never have a chance to come back. Hei San also obtained some benefits, and Liu Feng also got his revenge. Everyone was really happy, and they even made friends.

"Counting the days, Senior Apprentice Brother Hou should be back by now, right?"

Liu Feng took a sip of the wine and said happily.

Hei San said, "It's about time. Presumably, there was a delay on the road. With Senior Apprentice Brother Hou's strength, he shouldn't have been able to guard against it!"

Liu Feng sneered and said, "That little demon must have become Monster Dung by now. Hei San, thinking about this, my heart feels like I ate a ginseng fruit. Come, come, Senior Apprentice Brother Hei San, I must toast you again … …"

Hei San laughed, and proudly said, "Senior Apprentice Brother Liu, why are you so polite, we are all fellow apprentice brothers. Hei San, Senior Apprentice Brother Hou is generous, I also have to thank you for introducing such a wonderful person to me. I hope that after he completes the decree, his cultivation will greatly improve, and he will enter the inner sect, he will remember us brothers helping him a little, and take care of us … …"

Liu Feng laughed and said, "Senior Apprentice Brother Hou is the most sentimental person, you can rest assured about this matter!"

Raising his cup and drinking the wine, Liu Feng's eyes suddenly became cold, and he looked at the trembling man standing at the table and shouted, "Pour the wine!"

"Yes … … Yes … …"

The man slowly came over, carefully picked up the wine jar and poured him wine.

This person was the fat Taoist, but his face was bruised and swollen, as if he had been beaten out of shape. Both of his arms were trembling, and it looked like his body was also injured, so his arms were weak, and he could not even hold the wine jar steadily. Even though he was very careful, some of the wine was spilled, and flowed down the table onto Liu Feng's legs. The fat Taoist's eyes instantly widened, and were filled with horror.

"B * stard, did you spill my wine on purpose?"

Liu Feng suddenly jumped up, and slapped the fat Taoist's face.

The fat Taoist was directly slapped to the ground, and his mouth was already broken, and his mouth was full of blood, but he did not dare to cry out in pain. He quickly turned over and knelt down, and kept kowtowing, "Senior Apprentice Brother Liu, please forgive me, I really did not do it on purpose … …"

Liu Feng raised his leg again, and kicked the fat Taoist to the ground, then sat down, and sneered, "Since you are here to apologize, you should at least look like you are apologizing. Hmph, didn't you say that you could not endure these days, and hoped that I would forgive you? It's very simple, serve me well, and if I am happy, I will let you go. But if you want to cause trouble, I promise that your days will be ten times harder … … "

"Senior Apprentice Brother Liu, please forgive me, I really don't dare … …"

The fat Taoist directly prostrated on the ground and cried, looking extremely pitiful.

"Damn it, what are you crying for? How annoying! "

Liu Feng hollered, and picked up a large bowl from the table, smashing it on the fat Taoist's head.

The fat Taoist did not dare to circulate his spirit qi to block it, and immediately, blood flowed out. The chicken stew in the large bowl was sliced off his head.

"You have made a wrong friend, so you have to be punished. Today, I will let you understand that trash will never be able to make a comeback!"

Liu Feng gritted his teeth, and slammed the table. "Get up and pour the wine!"

The fat Taoist shuddered, and without even wiping the chicken off his head, he jumped up to pour the wine.

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