Si Lei Zhenjun

Half an hour later, Chu Xing was lying on a soft couch with a look of enjoyment on his face. Behind him stood a woman with rosy cheeks and apricot-shaped face in a light yellow palace skirt. Her slender hands were resting on his shoulders and kneading them gently.

"Chu Xing, last time we were in a private room, this time we're in a private room. Isn't the experience completely different?"

Wang Sanyuan hugged a petite woman in a white dress, who looked like a beautiful girl from a small family, and spoke to Chu Xing through the pearl curtain as if to seek credit.

Chu Xing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Sanyuan, I just want to ask if you still have the image of Senior Sister Zhiqing in your mind?"

Wang Sanyuan reached out and gently supported the chin of the woman in his arms, his eyes were like a mirror, and his voice was low:

"I am too lazy to look back at the flowers. From now on, Zhiqing is just a passerby!"

"Just be thankful there are no cameras in this world, otherwise I would have filmed you like this and played it on loop in front of Zhiqing!"

Chu Xing complained silently in his heart.

"Sanyuan, if you continue to act like a dandy from an aristocratic family, I will eliminate this evil for the people."

Chu Xing rolled up his sleeves. To be honest, he was really itching to do something.

"I learned this from reading storybooks. How about it? Doesn't it look like it?"

Wang Sanyuan laughed happily.

"Like, if you act like this next time in Yunxiao Sect, I guarantee that countless women will be moved."

"Really? Then I'll try it after I return to the sect!"

"Well, those women will try every possible way to impress you with their actions."

Seeing Wang Sanyuan's drooling face, Chu Xing silently added in his heart:

"It moves you in a physical sense."

“Ohhhhhh…”

Daibao flew in front of Chu Xing through the bead curtain, pointed his little paws in the direction of the Xunxian Division, and pulled Chu Xing's sleeve to walk out.

"Sanyuan, let's go!"

Chu Xing casually handed a few spirit stones to the woman behind him and greeted Wang Sanyuan.

"Is this the place, Dumb?"

Chu Xing pointed to a small courtyard he had visited during the day.

“Mmmmm…”

Daibao nodded.

"Sanyuan, quickly send a message to Senior Sister Yu to tell them to hurry back. I'll go in and keep an eye on them first."

After saying that, Chu Xing cast a wind shadow spell and climbed onto the courtyard wall. Inside, there was an old woman over fifty years old who was gently stroking the feathers of a large black bird. The bird had broad wings and a long neck, a bit like the "osprey" Chu Xing had seen in his previous life.

After a while, the old woman took out a piece of paper from her arms, tied it to the bird's leg with a thin rope, and patted the bird's back gently.

The big black bird shot into the air like a sharp arrow and flew towards the southeast of the city.

An hour later.

"Sanyuan, where is Senior Sister Yu?"

Chu Xing and Wang Sanyuan were riding their swords side by side, following the big black bird from a distance. Chu Xing asked anxiously.

"Just received news that they have entered Guiyun City from the southwest."

Wang Sanyuan held the jade talisman for communication in his hand.

"Oh no! That big black bird is about to land. Let's land immediately to avoid being discovered!"

Chu Xing saw the big black bird flying towards a house on the street below and quickly called out to warn it.

"Chu Xing, I just told Senior Sister Yu and the others about our location. What should we do now?"

"This location is estimated to be less than five miles away from the house. Let's use the Blood Spirit Plate to check first."

Chu Xing took out the Blood Spirit Plate.

Wang Sanyuan also came over and pointed at the Blood Spirit Disk: "Why is the Blood Spirit Disk still not responding? Could it be broken?"

Chu Xing frowned:

"Either the demon cultivator is above the Spirit Refining Realm, or he has some secret treasure or method to avoid detection by the Blood Spirit Disk."

"What, the Spirit Refining Realm? Doesn't that mean we can't complete this mission?"

Wang Sanyuan exclaimed.

"Don't panic. The Immortal Patrol would not do anything without a purpose. It is most likely because of the latter."

Chu Xing patted Wang Sanyuan's shoulder lightly.

"Sanyuan, when you left the sect, your master, the Great Elder, must have given you a lot of life-saving methods, right?"

Wang Sanyuan nodded, and two talismans and a khaki array plate appeared in his hands. He introduced them to Chu Xing one by one:

"This is a Hundred Miles Teleportation Talisman. It can instantly appear a hundred miles away."

"This is the Small Thousand Sword Talisman, which can instantly release a thousand sword energies, equivalent to a strike from an early Nascent Soul."

"This is the Earth-Covering Turtle Shell Formation. If you hide inside it, even a peak Nascent Soul cultivator would need three hours to break it, and a Spirit Refining Realm cultivator would need half an hour."

Jealousy can change a person beyond recognition. Chu Xing's expression at this moment was very complicated.

He admitted that he was jealous. This was a comprehensive attack, defense, and escape.

I don’t know if the Great Elder is still short of disciples. If he is, he can secretly become the Great Elder’s disciple without telling his master.

But now he is with Wang Sanyuan, and Wang Sanyuan's means of preserving his life are equal to his.

Thinking of this, he no longer felt sour, and a smile appeared on his face again: "Sanyuan, I'm glad to have you!"

Wang Sanyuan was puzzled and said in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Your master must have prepared a lot of this kind of stuff for you."

The smile on Chu Xing's lips froze for a moment. He was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke:

"Sanyuan, we don't know when the demon cultivator will escape. If he escapes in advance, we must find a way to hold him back until Senior Sister Yu and the others arrive."

If Wang Sanyuan did not have so many ways to save his life, he would definitely let the demon cultivator leave. After all, he and Wang Sanyuan were just two rookies in the Jindan stage. Although they had practiced some good skills and magic, they had zero experience in fighting.

Even if the demon cultivator was at the Spirit Refining Realm, he and Wang Sanyuan could hold out for half an hour hiding in the Earth-Covering Turtle Shell Formation. By then, Yu Wanwan and the others would have arrived.

……

After a stick of incense had passed, a short and fat old man in a green robe and with a pale face suddenly flew out of the house into the air.

Chu Xing had been staring at the house with a tense heart. Seeing this, he hurriedly whispered to Wang Sanyuan:

"Sanyuan, just stay where you are and don't move... ahem... set up the formation. I'll go up and provoke him, and then we'll both stay inside the formation."

"Okay, be careful. If something goes wrong, run back immediately."

Wang Sanyuan nodded, took out the khaki array plate and walked to an open space on the side.

Seeing this, Chu Xing no longer hesitated and leaped into the air. He immediately gathered a ten-foot-long lightning spear in his hand and attacked the green-robed old man, shouting:

"Lao Deng, you're walking so fast, are you in a hurry to go home and move the grave?"

The old man in green robe turned around when he heard the sound and saw a lightning spear coming towards him, and his face suddenly changed to anger.

However, he soon realized that the power of this attack was only that of the early stage of the Golden Core. He could not help but sneer, his voice low and sharp:

“Haha, you little bastard, you dare to attack me with just a golden elixir!”

As he spoke, he flashed to the right and easily avoided the thunder spear.

"Hehehe, Lao Deng."

Chu Xing smiled evilly and squinted at the old man in green robe:

"You don't want your old lover from the Immortal Patrol Division to be ripped out of his bones, do you?"

"Are you talking about my adopted sister? Hahaha..."

The old man in green robe was stunned when he heard this, and then he laughed softly as if he heard something funny. The laughter was like the sound of a bellows and echoed in the night sky, which was particularly creepy.

Chu Xing was stunned. How could this Lao Deng be so fashionable? Even his "godsister" was here.

He looked at the old man in green robe with disdain and said, "No matter if she's an old lover or a adopted sister, you, old man, won't just abandon her after you've had your fun, right?"

"Humph!"

The old man in green robe sneered, then turned his wrist and shot out a black chain-like magical weapon emitting blood light from his wide sleeves, attacking Chu Xing and saying:

"That woman is up to you. Do you think I don't know that you, the little boy, are trying to delay time?"

Chu Xing's eyebrows jumped when he saw this. Without thinking, he used all his strength to perform the Wind Shadow Technique and turned around to escape. At the last moment when the black chain touched the corner of his clothes, he successfully escaped into the Turtle Shell Formation.

The black chain hit the tortoise shell with a loud "crackling" sound.

Chu Xing panted heavily, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then stood behind a tortoise shell with his hands on his hips. He spat at the old man in the green robe and cursed:

"Bah! You, an old man, have no moral principles. You attacked a twenty-year-old comrade like me."

"You two brats don't think that a few tortoise shells alone can stop a Nascent Soul cultivator, do you?"

The old man in green robe flew to the front of the tortoise shell formation at an unhurried pace, looked at the two of them with scorching eyes, and laughed heartily:

"Haha, I heard that all of you disciples of the Immortal Sect are wealthy. I will gladly accept this windfall that has been delivered to my doorstep!"

Chu Xing curled his lips and glanced at the old man in green robe with disdain:

"Lao Deng, please come in first. Stop dreaming up unrealistic dreams in your shrunken brain. Others have brains to look taller, but you don't even look tall!"

The old man in green robe breathed quickly upon hearing this, his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably twice, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Haha, you're such a sharp-tongued kid! I'll see if you can curse me later!"

After saying this, the old man in green robe spat out a mouthful of blood towards the black chain.

The next moment, the black chain swelled up in the wind. Only then did Chu Xing see the appearance of the black chain clearly. It was a chain blade with a body covered with fine black scales that shone with a black glow, and a short blade with a chilling aura connected to each end.

"disease!"

Following a clear shout from the old man in green robe, the black light of the chain blade became brighter, the blood energy around his body became more and more dense, and the two short blades at the end of the chain pierced the tortoise shell fiercely.

Finger-sized cracks instantly appeared on the tortoise shell, and with a flash of yellow light, the cracks were slowly repaired by the spiritual power in the formation.

"Hey, Lao Deng, why aren't you smiling? Are you born not to smile?"

"Look at your facial features, all different, and none of them willing to submit to the other. And you're even trying to imitate someone wearing a green robe. With your figure, someone who doesn't know you would think you're the reincarnation of a short, fat man."

Chu Xing felt relieved when he saw that the tortoise shell had returned to its original state, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The chest of the old man in green robe was heaving violently, his eyes were sharp, he stretched out a trembling finger and pointed it directly at Chu Xing, he couldn't help but laugh in anger:

"Alright, alright, you little bastard. Today I want to see how long this broken tortoise shell can hold me back."

After saying that, the old man in green robe drove the chain blade to continuously hit the tortoise shell, and at the same time, black light shot out from his hand and attacked the tortoise shell.

Cracks appeared all over the tortoise shell in an instant, but were quickly repaired by the spiritual power within the formation.

Chu Xing and Wang Sanyuan in the formation burst into laughter when they saw this.

Adhering to the principle of "you can lose the fight but you must have a bad mouth", the two began to speak foul language to the old man in green robe.

Chu Xing attacked him personally in a sarcastic tone, while Wang Sanyuan gave him the warmest greetings to his ancestors with sincere emotions.

The two of them each perform their duties and do not interfere with each other.