"Going out to the market is no small matter. I can't be too casual. I must be fully prepared. Just having a wooden spirit bead is not enough. Unfortunately, I don't have many spirit stones on hand..."
"Well, go find Xiao Moxi and borrow her shield temporarily..."
"No, that's wrong. Why would you pretend to be a cultivator? Wouldn't it be safer to pretend to be an innate warrior?"
"Those robbers usually target cultivators, but rarely target warriors. Even if they are innate masters, there's nothing good about them..."
On the way home, Chen Changsheng carefully calculated the various things he would need after leaving the market this time.
"Little Moxi, come out for a while, I have something to talk to you about!" Chen Changsheng gently knocked on the door of the secret room.
After a while, Xiao Moxi came out and said, "Uncle, what's wrong?"
"Lend me your sword and shield!" Chen Changsheng said.
"Borrow a magic weapon? Uncle, what happened?" Xiao Moxi asked in surprise.
"It's nothing, I just want to borrow your magic weapon to try it out. Just continue practicing!" Chen Changsheng said.
"Oh, I'm glad you're okay!"
Xiao Moxi nodded slightly, took out the sword and shield, and handed them to Chen Changsheng.
Seeing Xiao Moxi continue to retreat into the secret room, Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and left a note for Xiao Moxi, explaining the main idea, so that he wouldn't be late or couldn't come back at all... Pah, pah, how could he not come back...
After packing up his sword and shield, Chen Changsheng ran to the storage room and took out all the talismans stored there and stuffed them into his storage bag.
These talismans were all accumulated by him in his daily life. In fact, there were also quite a few talismans in his storage bag. However, he was poor but rich on the road. If he spread out so many talismans, he would probably be in trouble in the later stage of Qi training. For safety reasons, Chen Changsheng would not be stingy with the talismans.
After packing up his things, Chen Changsheng dressed up a little and came to the exit of the market. There were not too many people staying here, only a few casual cultivators setting up stalls and selling some miscellaneous items.
After nearly four years in the market, this was his first time out of it. Looking at the sky outside, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed...
"It's been almost four years, and I don't know if Dahuang is still there, or if anyone has peeled his skin..." Chen Changsheng muttered to himself.
Just as Chen Changsheng left the market, two of the cultivators setting up stalls in the market seemed to gather together intentionally or unintentionally...
"Seventh Brother, have the scent bugs moved?"
"He's moving, and the noise is quite loud. That guy must have valuable stuff on him!"
"Well done, come with me immediately. I'll report to the boss right away!"
“…”
The other vendors watched the man leave and couldn't help but cast a look of pity towards the outside of the market...
Obviously, they who often set up stalls here are not completely ignorant.
But it’s none of my business, so I just ignore it.
It is a very selfish act for a cultivator to go against the will of heaven. If he meddles in other people's affairs too much, he will suffer retribution sooner or later!
After leaving the market, Chen Changsheng found a deserted place, took out clothes from his storage bag, and dressed himself up again. He held a sword in his hand, wore tight clothes, and was dressed like a standard warrior!
"In this case, no robbers should be interested in me..." A smile appeared on Chen Changsheng's lips.
"I just wonder if Da Huang is still around. I wonder if he's really been skinned and boiled..."
Chen Changsheng, with a sword hanging from his waist, walked through the mountains and forests, occasionally hearing bursts of bird calls...
This is the communication signal between him and Dahuang. If Dahuang hears this sound, he will come to find him!
“Chichi…”
“Chichi…”
While walking, Chen Changsheng suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his back. He turned back suddenly but found nothing!
"Oh no, it seems like someone is watching me..."
"Could it be a robbery?"
"Damn it, they don't even let the warriors go?"
Chen Changsheng cursed in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and continued to move forward.
In the back, Lao Qi kept patting his chest...
"This guy is so cunning, he actually disguised himself as a warrior and even changed his appearance... If it weren't for the scent-smelling insect, he would have gotten away!"
"His five senses are also extremely sharp. It seems that he has discovered me..."
"But what if they find out?"
"This boy is only at the fourth level of Qi training, while I am at the sixth level. Even if we are discovered, he will be the only one to die!" Lao Qi was extremely confident in his own strength.
Because many independent cultivators actually have no combat experience, and some cultivators even become terrified at the sight of blood or dead bodies...
But they are different!
As robbers, their bodies are already covered in blood, and they have even experienced life and death. Their mentality and combat experience are far beyond those of ordinary casual cultivators.
What's more, his strength is two levels higher than the other party, so what is there to be afraid of?
Thinking of this, Lao Qi boldly stepped forward, not even worried about whether Chen Changsheng in front of him would discover him...
"Hmm? No, quagmire technique?"
Suddenly, there was a flash of light under Lao Qi's feet, and the originally hard soil and rocks turned into mud, and Lao Qi's feet sank into it instantly.
"Discovered? It's just a mere swamp technique, garbage, what's there to be afraid of?" Old Seven showed disdain at the corner of his mouth.
The swamp spell simply turns an area into a swamp. Such a spell has no killing power at all!
In fact, this was originally a natural technique of some demons who liked to lie in the mud. It was later discovered by human monks, but then discarded...
Because, it really has no killing power, it just turned into a swamp...
At the moment when Old Seven was about to fly out with his sword, another flash of inspiration appeared...
"Fossilization?"
"Another useless technique..."
"not good!"
Lao Qi was suddenly startled, but it was too late to react. His entire body below the knees was instantly fixed between the rocks!
"How could the useless combination of mud and fossil magic actually produce such an effect? Why has no one ever used it this way before?"
Suddenly, the terrified Old Seven swung his sword, ready to split the rock, but another flying sword shot towards him from a distance, faster than him...
"puff……"
The head shot up into the sky, and blood gushed out several meters high...
"It's such a great head, it's gone just like that, why bother..."
"These immortal cultivators are still too obsessed with formalities. Who says swamp magic is useless? There are no useless spells, only useless people..."
"And this talisman too... who said you have to hold it in your hand before you can release it?"
"Can't we calculate the time and release it at a fixed time?"
"Stick to the old ways..."
"That's great, I hope you guys stay like this..."
At this time, Chen Changsheng slowly came to the corpse and began to collect it...
"Yan Laoqi, male, 48 years old, was beheaded!"
"Last wish: to rebuild the Yan family of immortal cultivation!"
This guy actually comes from a family of immortal cultivators?
Rebuilding means...
Is the family in decline?
This is quite normal. There is no dynasty that lasts forever in the secular world, and the same is true in the world of immortal cultivation!
However, let's let the Yan family slowly fulfill this last wish...
Rebuilding a family is no easy task...