Fairy, help me practice

　The other elders searched the clouds, and after a while, someone shouted, "There's the trail!"

　A colorful magic weapon suddenly shot over, and the clouds exploded, turning into heavy rain splashing for half a day.

　A white crane had its wings wet and flew away in panic.

　"no one!"

　"Strange, look again!"

　……

　The wet white crane flew through the clouds and across the streams for three days and three nights before it managed to escape the pursuit range of the elders of the Kuanglu Sect.

　It spread its tangled wings and slowly flew down from the sky to the edge of the pond, transforming itself and returning to its original appearance.

　"hiss!"

　Chen Yao, who had returned to his original appearance, gently lifted up the wet clothes on his back. The place where he touched was bruised and purple, as if it had been cut by ice.

　He took out a biochemical pill from his storage ring and swallowed it, then sat down to meditate and regulate his breathing.

　Once this transformation pill is taken, the length of time it takes for one's cultivation to decline will be affected by the length of time it takes for the transformation to occur.

　Chen Yao has changed for three days, and I'm afraid his cultivation will remain in the foundation-building stage for several days.

　However, after regulating his breathing, he discovered that his breathing efficiency and the amount of spiritual energy he produced were still at the Golden Core level, which was also a small help.

　The spiritual energy in his dantian was quickly restored. He opened his eyes and looked around, and found that this place was full of high mountains, dense forests, and deep rivers. It was a good place to take refuge.

　So he made up his mind to stay here for a few days and go out after his golden elixir cultivation was restored.

　I just don’t know if that will delay the search for Jiu Luo.

　But there's nothing we can do about it.

　Having made the decision, Chen Yao stopped worrying about it. Fortunately, he cut down a long bamboo, made a fishing rod and went fishing.

　Just as we arrived at a place suitable for fishing, we heard an extremely strange howling sound coming from the mountains.

　Like a gavel.

　Chen Yao thought about it and cheered up: "Just when I said I would prepare the spirit beast bag, isn't this main material delivered to my door?"

　Inserting the bamboo pole into the water, he slowly walked towards the place where the whistling sound came from.

　The howling sound was getting louder and louder, indicating that he was getting closer and closer to the strange beast.

　Pushing aside a row of thin bamboos, a black shadow as big as a roof suddenly jumped in front of Chen Yao, and he quickly ducked to avoid it.

　Suddenly, shouts were heard, and two people in green gauze robes flew past his head, ignoring him.

　Chen Yao understood that these two people were also here to seize materials. He released his spiritual sense and sensed them slightly, and found that they were just two people in the early stage of foundation building, so he felt relieved.

　He followed and leaped over.

　Cross a

　The mountains are a vast expanse of water.

　The black shadow, as big as a house, now fell in the middle of the water. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, its color and texture were like a black tile roof after rain.

　The spinning turtle makes a sound like judging wood, and can grow or shrink according to its will. The shell on its back has the function of transforming foul air into spiritual energy, making it the perfect spiritual beast bag for storing and maintaining living things.

　At this time, the spiral turtle did not shrink and hide. It was probably because the two people in green gauze in front of it had given it a ban.

　Hearing the sound of Chen Yao landing, the two turned around with fear on their faces.

　"Fellow Daoist, first come first served. If you want to have a piece of the pie, please come earlier next time!"

　One of them spoke loudly.

　Chen Yao turned a deaf ear to it.

　The two men frowned, and the other added, "Let us know, fellow Daoist, that we are disciples of the Jiujiang Chengfeng Pavilion."

　Jiujiang is meaningful to Chen Yao, but he doesn’t understand Chengfeng Pavilion.

　"Which river?"

　Just in case, he still asked to avoid killing Jiang's subordinates.

　"By the Yuan River."

　The two answered proudly.

　"Then I'm afraid you'll have to die."

　Before Chen Yao finished speaking, the sword was out.

　Two heads shot up into the sky, and two streams of hot blood poured onto the shell of the spiral turtle, causing a hot mist to rise.

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　Author's words: p.s. Thanks to "Farmer Himmler" for his 3 monthly tickets! Thanks to "Daxia Miao Shiyi" for his 1 monthly ticket!

Chapter 236 You smell so much blood

　"I was born in Jiujiang and have never done anything to let Jiujiang down. Jiujiang raised me and nurtured me, so I was able to build Chengfeng Pavilion from scratch."

　The hunchbacked old man with white beard and white hair spoke each word with a serious expression.

　"My descendants, like me, respect and love Jiujiang and have never done anything to let Jiujiang down. Among them, my great-great-grandson Dao Hengzi is the most talented. He has been chosen by me to marry into the Jiang family."

　When he said this, the old man looked honored and his eyebrows were filled with joy.

　"Knowing his fiancée's prowess in taming beasts, he rushed out early twenty days ago to get materials for her spirit beast bag. However, he didn't get any, and instead had his head chopped off!"

　The old man's lips trembled and he clutched his trousers at the knees.

　A glass of wine was handed to him, and he took it and took a sip.

　"I sent out all the best men in the pavilion and asked the great clans of Yuanjiang to intervene, but they couldn't find that madman! My great-great-grandson's head and body were separated, and that madman is now living happily in who knows where in the world!

　"I told my descendants that only the elder of the Jiang family, Mengyang, can seek justice for us!"

　The old man stared at the old man sitting behind the Lingtan table, his eyes filled with hope.

　The old man behind the Lingtan table, Jiang Mengyang, looked much younger than the old man, with a broad back, a straight nose and strong cheeks, and was quite tall.

　"Master Yuya, what do you want me to do?"

　Jiang Mengyang had no expression on his face.

　The old man, Yuya, was stunned for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed at being teased. After saying so much, don't you know what I want you to do?

　"Ancestor Mengyang, please name your price!"

　Although the Jiang family is one of the major families in Jiujiang, it has always had a bad reputation. The head of the family died not long ago, and they also offended the Qingxu Sect due to internal strife. Now they are even more hidden.

　If it weren't for the fact that the Jiang Mengyang lineage, which had just returned from Shenzhou, was too vigorous, and if Yuya hadn't had no other choice, he really didn't want to get involved too much with the Jiang family.

　He thought that with the background of the ancestor of Chengfeng Pavilion, this sentence was enough to carry weight.

　But what surprised him was that Jiang Mengyang stood up from his seat, and his meaning was very clear: to see him off.

　Yuya panicked: "Ancestor Mengyang?"

　"Master Yuya, has my Jiang family done something wrong, or has my Mengyang done something wrong to Chengfeng Pavilion?"

　Jiang Mengyang was drinking by the window, his back to him, his voice was very soft, but his words were very serious.

　"This...what does this mean?"

　"What have we done to deserve the Pavilion Master to condescend to humiliate me personally?"

　"Humiliation? No, no, my great-great-grandson is Jiang's son-in-law. You must seek justice for him both publicly and privately!"

　Jiang Mengyang shook his head: "I don't see that you are seeking justice."

　Yuya thought about it and realized that his offer was reckless. He also understood Jiang Mengyang's intention. After hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind and changed his words, "Ancestor, please seek justice for this generation!"

　As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and tried to pull out a finger, but someone held his hand down.

　Jiang Mengyang turned around, waved away the young man who was holding Yuya, and personally supported Yuya: "The Jiang family has gone from being open to being secret, and we still need the help of all the fellow Taoists..."

　He casually took off the Pavilion Master's jade hairpin on Yuya's head and replaced it with a more superior purple jade hairpin.

　Yuya's face was pale, and her heart was broken. But in order to avenge her great-grandson, she had no choice but to throw herself into Jiang's arms...

　"Justice will be given to you by your own people."

　He patted Yuya on the back and sent the pale-faced Yuya out.

　The young man waited until Yuya had completely left before saying, "Congratulations, Old Ancestor, for gathering all the small forces along the three rivers."

　Jiang Mengyang casually tossed the Pavilion Master's jade hairpin to the young man and said, "I'm afraid Yuya is still having some hesitations. Send a capable person to do this. Once it's completed, he will be stationed directly at Chengfeng Pavilion."

　The young man thought for a moment and said, "Yunlong

　how is it? "

　"No, Yunlong has high eyesight but low skills, so it's hard to subdue Yuya."

　"Then let Bai Lin go. I'm just worried that she's too bloodthirsty."

　"She still knows her limits."

　The young man poured a glass of wine for Jiang Mengyang: "Bai Lian sent a message saying that her brother-in-law is on his way to Jiujiang and asked us to pick him up."

　Jiang Mengyang frowned, "I heard this little fellow is incredibly talented and has reached the Golden Core stage in just a few years?"

　"That's what people outside are saying."

　Jiang Mengyang took a sip of wine and said, "Look again, Bai Lian is just a girl. She doesn't know how difficult it was for our ancestors to start a business. We can't just hand over such a huge foundation to others."

　"That's what the ancestor is considering."

　……

　When Chen Yao arrived in Jiujiang, he first went to the Jiang family's former residence, but it was deserted and desolate.

　He was very surprised. Didn’t Bai Lian say that Jiang’s family would be there to help him?

　Thinking that someone might guess his whereabouts and ambush him, he quickly left.

　In this case, I really don’t know where to go.

　After thinking about it, Chen Yao decided to find a nearby city to inquire about the strange things that had happened recently in Jiujiang.

　Two hundred miles away from Jiang’s former residence, there is a city called Lujiang.

　It was exactly noon when Chen Yao stepped into the city gate.

　The city is not small, with a tributary running through it. It is dotted with black boats and the sound of boats, and is filled with the scent of water.

　There are shops on both sides of the street, and it is obvious that this is a prosperous place.

　Following the aroma of food, Chen Yao walked into a small building by the water, intending to fill his stomach while inquiring for news.

　At noon, the restaurant was bustling with noise and the aroma of wine and food filled the air.

　Chen Yao went up to the second floor and found an empty seat by the window, so he sat down.

　As soon as he sat down, the noise on the second floor suddenly quieted down.

　Most of the diners looked at him in surprise.

　Chen Yao looked at himself and found nothing wrong with him, so he didn't understand what was going on.

　At this time, the waiter ran up.

　"Hey! My dear guest, what are you talking about? Why are you sitting there?"

　Chen Yao was a little dissatisfied: "Why? Are there different levels of seating in your restaurant?"

　The waiter shook his head and ran over to him, "Sir, you're being too harsh. You can sit anywhere in the entire Yunxiang Tower, but you can't sit in this seat."

　"why?"

　"Because, that's my seat!"

　A clear shout came from the stairs, and soon, a beautiful mature woman with silver hairpins and cloud-like hair came up the stairs.

　Chen Yao looked at her black high heels with gold detailing and met her eyes.

　The waiter couldn't help but groan when he saw this.

　"Sir, please give way!"