Dear Lingshi

Xianyou City is the most prosperous and most populous city among the 108 cities of cultivators in the Southern Region.

Because of its location in the center of the southern region, it is a must-go place for caravans from all over the country, and it is almost not disturbed by monsters and evil cultivators. Therefore, the dream of countless cultivators is to settle in Xianyou City after saving enough spirit stones.

Lu Yunsheng and Uncle Hu drove the flying boat all the way north without stopping on the way. Two days passed in a flash.

At this time, Lu Yunsheng was controlling the direction of the flying boat. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and turned around to look at Uncle Hu.

I saw Uncle Hu was practicing at this time, and his aura was rising.

After a while, Uncle Hu opened his eyes.

"Uncle Hu, have you made a breakthrough?" Lu Yunsheng asked hurriedly upon seeing this.

"Haha, if it weren't for this spiritual liquid, I wouldn't have entered the middle stage of foundation building so quickly." Uncle Hu said happily.

"Congratulations, Uncle Hu." Lu Yunsheng was also very happy.

"You take a break, I'll take control of the flying boat."

"No need, Uncle Hu, just take a rest. I'm fine." After saying this, Lu Yunsheng continued to stare at the front of the flying boat.

In fact, this flying boat does not require anyone to keep an eye on it. You just need to set the direction and add some spirit stones into the spirit formation every once in a while.

But Lu Yunsheng was worried about encountering unexpected events, so he insisted on controlling the flying boat himself.

"Uncle Hu, we have been walking for two days. When will we reach Xianyou City?" Lu Yunsheng asked while staring ahead.

Uncle Hu thought for a moment and said, "I guess it will take another three or four days."

"Well, it's really far away." Lu Yunsheng said helplessly.

"Be content. When the master and I went to Xianyou City before, there was no flying boat. Although the master was also in the foundation-building stage at that time, it took more than ten to twenty days for him to fly with my wife and me, stopping and starting." Uncle Hu said to Lu Yunsheng with a smile, his face full of nostalgia.

"Uncle Hu, why did my father and mother die suddenly back then?" Lu Yunsheng suddenly asked the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Hu's expression suddenly became unnatural. He thought for a moment and then said, "It's better for you not to know. Let the past be the past."

Uncle Hu's answer made Lu Yunsheng even more confused. Every time he asked him about the cause of his parents' death, Uncle Hu always glossed over it.

"I'm grown up now and have some strength. Uncle Hu, just tell me." Lu Yunsheng continued to ask.

"Hey, when you reach the Nascent Soul stage... Oh no! There are evil cultivators down there!" Uncle Hu looked out the window and said hurriedly to Lu Yunsheng.

Lu Yunsheng followed Uncle Hu's gaze and saw a small city below. At this time, smoke was rising everywhere. Dozens of black-robed monks were killing people in the city.

"How could these dozens of people capture a city?" Lu Yunsheng asked Uncle Hu.

"This is not a city of cultivators, this is a mortal city. Hurry! There are still cultivators holding on. Let's go and support them." Uncle Hu said this in a hurried tone, and he had already rushed out of the flying boat on his flying sword.

Seeing this, Lu Yunsheng did not dare to hesitate. He put away the flying boat and followed Uncle Hu to fly towards the city.

"You go to support those monks, and I will go to save those mortals." Uncle Hu sent a message to Lu Yunsheng.

"Okay, Uncle Hu, be careful." Lu Yunsheng reminded him and flew directly towards a group of monks who were fighting fiercely.

At this time, Lu Yunsheng had already seen several righteous cultivators being besieged by more than a dozen evil cultivators. The situation was dangerous everywhere and was not optimistic.

Lu Yunsheng had seen the methods used by these evil cultivators in Nanshan. Their attacks were extremely ruthless, and some of their moves were hard to guard against.

Immediately, Lu Yunsheng directly used the Double Gou Chen Formation to kill those evil cultivators silently. At this time, he did not dare to use the Soul Sword, because he was afraid that these evil cultivators had special techniques to pollute the cultivators' spiritual weapons.

"Captain, I can't hold on any longer." A young man at the ninth level of Qi Refining shouted weakly to the slightly older monk beside him.

"Persist even if you can't. Even if you die, you must take two others with you!" The old monk shouted loudly to the few remaining people around him while resisting the attacks of the evil cultivators with all his strength.

“Hahaha! Death is imminent, and you still dare to be distracted!”

As soon as the evil cultivator finished speaking, he shot dozens of green needles at the few people.

Needless to say, this needle contains a highly poisonous substance.

"Be careful!" The elderly monk loudly warned the people around him, and at the same time took out the only remaining second-level talisman and activated it without hesitation.

In just a moment, a bluestone shield half a meter square appeared in front of them, blocking all the poisonous needles.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the group of evil cultivators shook the soul flags in their hands, and suddenly countless ghosts rushed out from the soul flags with bared fangs and claws, rushing towards the four people like a tide.

"Quick! Tong Bo, cast the fire wall spell." The old monk shouted loudly to someone next to him.

"Captain! I have exhausted my true energy." Tong Bo looked at the ghosts rushing over and answered with fear on his face.

"Do you still have the fireball talisman?" the old monk asked again.

Hearing this, Tong Bo cried out, "No more, it's all used up long ago, Captain! We are hopeless."

"Let's fight!" The old monk gritted his teeth, shouted, and rushed directly towards the ghost with a three-foot long sword in his hand.

Seeing this, the evil cultivators smiled even more. The leading evil cultivator said to the person beside him, "This soul of the foundation-building stage is given to you as a reward."

"Thank you, sir!" the man said excitedly. The evil cultivators around him looked at him with great envy.

But at this critical moment, the two Gou Chen Formations cast by Lu Yunsheng arrived. These Gou Chen Formations did not directly kill into the sea of ​​consciousness of those evil cultivators, but rushed into this large group of ghosts.

This Gouchen Formation carried a terrifying pressure. It only circled above the ghosts once and instantly crushed them into pieces.

"what happened?"

The evil cultivator who was leading the group asked in surprise when he saw countless ghosts disappearing out of thin air in front of him.

Not to mention him, the other evil cultivators also looked incredulous at this moment.

But before they could recover from the shock, the two Gouchen Formations had silently sunk into the sea of ​​consciousness of the evil cultivator nearby.

Suddenly, this group of evil cultivators lost their breath one after another and fell to the ground, just like wheat being cut.

"Who is it? Stand out if you dare!" The leading evil cultivator shouted in panic after seeing his accomplices die one after another.

From beginning to end, he still hadn't discovered how his companions died.

"I'm out, what do you want?" Lu Yunsheng's voice suddenly sounded behind him.