Ning Wujiu stood there and saw that there was still no movement around him, he continued, "You are the instructor of these five people? You didn't come out, but instructed innocent people to visit the depth and death first, and die for nothing. You will reap the profits? Or you will see that the situation is not good and run away? Your plan is really wonderful! But do you think you can escape my spiritual thoughts or escape my tracking?"

"Okay! Little brother, you have a good cultivation level and a great spiritual thought!" Soon, a man walked out of an alley about ten feet away, wearing a dress of silk and satin. He was about thirty years old, with a fair skin and a bright and bright spirit, and a flash of spirit appeared all over his body.

Ning Wujiu's spiritual thoughts swept away. This person is a monk at the third level of Yilan. There are three layers of Qinglan Guixu in his dantian.

I thought that it was extremely rare to see the immortals in this world. After all, they lived in seclusion in famous mountains and rivers, and realized the truth and practiced without the fireworks of the world. But what Ning Wujiu did not expect was that as soon as he returned to the world, he directly met an immortal cultivator! In addition, yesterday, he found that the Qixia tree was taken away by an immortal cultivator, which meant that he indirectly met an immortal cultivator!

Is it not uncommon for immortals to cultivate in the world?

Ning Wujiu then realized that it was true that before he entered the path of cultivating immortals, how could he know what he was and what he was a cultivator? Did he ever see an immortal? The key is that even if he was a cultivator, how could he come over and say loudly, "I am an immortal cultivator"? I'm afraid that many years ago, I often passed by some immortal cultivators, but I didn't know at all!

Since he had figured it out, he was no longer strange. After all, it would be unreasonable to just allow himself, a cultivator, to wander around the world and not allow other cultivators to visit the world.

Besides, the cultivator in front of me is just a cultivator at the third level of Peiyuan, two levels lower than me, how could I be afraid of him?

"Your Excellency started to look at me in the pawnshop, and followed me all the time. I'm here. You are instigating the five people who just died, right?" Ning Wujiu stared at the monk who was gradually approaching, "I just thought, since you are also a cultivator, you should be able to see my level of cultivation. You are so overestimating your ability to keep up and find someone to ambush me. What do you mean? Is it just for the wooden pill on me?"

"Well! I just realized that you are a monk at the fifth level of Peiyuan!" The man stopped ten steps away, his face distorted, "Before, in the pawnshop, I felt that he was a monk as soon as you came in, but a large bag of wooden pills on your body really disturbed my spiritual thoughts. I had never discovered your level of cultivation, but I found that you had a big bag of millennium wooden pills on you! Why did you go to that pawnshop?" The man took out a wooden pill with green light from his arms, "You sold it forty taels, I bought it for one hundred taels, and the result was that you and I lost both of you! Boss Yan made a profit and laughed haha!"

Ning Wujiu recognized the wooden pill at a glance, which was the one he had just sold to the pawnshop. He was stunned. The pawnshop shopkeeper was really good at doing business. The 60 taels of silver fell into his pocket. Sixty taels, and the three-year expenses of ordinary people are just that!

"So, how will you break up if you follow me like this?" Ning Wujiu stretched, yawned, and said leisurely.

"These five people are indeed a bit unfair to die, but it is still more cost-effective than I am asking you for myself. Dead at the hands of a fifth-level cultivator in the Peiyuan period, they are not cowardly." The man smiled slightly, "After all, the cultivation world is based on strength. Regardless of the background and age of a person, Wei Zixu, even if I have no eyes today and bump into you, senior, please ask senior to atone for your sins!" After Wei Zixu said that, he bowed to Ning Wujiu and clasped his fists.

Ning Wujiu glared at the eyes. The other party was about ten years older than him, but it was not surprising that he called himself a "senior". Perhaps as he said, the world of immortal cultivation relies on strength and ability to judge people by appearance and pay attention to the seniority of coming first and coming later. After all, it is just a set of rules for people in the secular world. At the moment, he chuckled in his heart, and he was happy to be a "senior".

"Since I am a fifth-level cultivator in Peirong, I want to have a broader understanding of spiritual thoughts and mind, and I will not be as knowledgeable as a third-level cultivator." Wei Zixu then clasped his fists to Ning Wujiu, "But, I have so many of the extremely rare thousand-year-old wooden pills in the world, and it is very risky. According to my suggestion, how can I put such a precious wooden pill in my bag? It is not safe and inconvenient. However, it is not enough that the Xuankong Wood of the Senior may have been filled. Why not change to a Xuankong Wood with a larger capacity?"

"Xuan Kongmu?" Ning Wujiu was stunned, but then realized that he could not lose his composure. Otherwise, the other party would see that he was just a new student of immortal cultivation, and he might have thoughts. According to Wei Zixu's words, the so-called "Xuan Kongmu" should be a safer and large container. He immediately smiled slightly, "Oh, my Xuan Kongmu is not full yet, but I plan to sell all these wooden pills, so I can take them out at any time to take them out." He wanted to avoid letting Wei Zixu see that he was just a cultivator who had just become a Taoist, but he didn't know that his words had already revealed his flaws - he didn't know that for immortal cultivators, Xuan Kongmu is the most convenient storage container. After he said this, his convenience was not as good as a burden!

A chuckling flashed across Wei Zixu's face: "Senior wants to sell all the wooden pills? It seems that it must be the senior's secular family members or friends who are in urgent need of silver. Since you want to sell, you can sell forty taels, and I can only buy it for one hundred taels. In this way, I will buy as much as you have. As for the price, we will give in to each other. If you make more than thirty, I will lose thirty less, and I will pay 70 taels of silver each. How about it?"

"I originally wanted to sell it at one time, but after a transaction with the pawnshop, I gave up my mind. I won't sell it anymore. Anyway, I will never make much money than him, so I'd better keep it on me, and I'll use it one day." Ning Wujiu shook his head.

"Well, seniors can reach such a state at a young age, and their scheming and encounters must be incomparable to Wei." Wei Zixu clasped his fists, "In short, today's affairs are indeed Wei, I have no idea about Mount Tai, offended Senior! Please atone for your sins. Wei will say goodbye now. Seniors, there will be a date in the future!" After that, he was about to turn around.

"Slow down!" Ning Wujiu shouted immediately.

Wei Zixu trembled, and a panic flashed across his face: "Senior, do you have to tell me?" But when he saw a strange look flashing across Ning Wujiu's face, Wei Zixu couldn't help but approach his waist with his left hand, "Senior, may you be willing to take my life?"

"Give me a reason not to kill you." Ning Wujiu looked at him and said lightly.

"This..." Wei Zixu pondered for a while, then burst into laughter, and immediately straightened his body, "Hahaha! It seems that senior, you can reach the fifth level of Peirong at a young age, and it is not entirely a lucky person. After all, you are still a smart person. Well, you can see my thoughts and know that I will definitely not give up. OK, since Wei did take the wrong medicine and hit the south wall today, offending a senior at the fifth level of Peirong, but, senior, do you think you can easily destroy me? I don't even know what Xuankongmu is, so it's your ancestral tomb.

Qingyan came up, by chance, you have reached the fifth level, you are just a newcomer to the immortal cultivation! I think of Wei, although I only have the third level, I have been in the immortal cultivation world for more than 60 years. I just call you "Senior" but I just respect your cultivation level higher than me. In terms of knowledge and scheming, boy, you are still ten streets away from me! Since there must be a battle today, it is still unknown whether you will die or die! Do you know that the first level of Peiyuan, the second level of cultivators will be destroyed by the third level, and the fourth level of cultivators are there, and Wei, I am still the third level! Do you know that I can't destroy you today?"

Ning Wujiu was shocked when he heard what he said. It turned out that this middle-aged man who looked in his thirties was at least seventy or eighty years old! But after a moment of thinking, he realized that the lifespan of an immortal cultivator who had reached the third level of cultivation was between 120 and 150 years old. Wei Zixu said that he had practiced for more than 60 years, and if his cultivation level could not be improved, he could only live for another 40 or 50 years. However, this person's face was only as good as a person in his thirties, and probably he had to practice some techniques of maintaining his face.

However, at this moment, Ning Wujiu's heart became complicated. In fact, he had not completely thought about killing this person. After all, the other party was also an immortal cultivator. What if the other party had other helpers? Maybe it was unclear if it was ambushed here. Moreover, the other party was also a cultivator of the third level of Peiyuan. How big could the gap be? He had no chance of defeating him. In fact, Ning Wujiu just wanted to

Getting some treasures from him, such as the "Xuankong Wood" he mentioned. He was humiliated by Wei Zixu in Xuankong Wood, which aroused his curiosity about this thing. It seems that it is a small magic weapon. If Wei Zi was humble and self-aware, everything would be easy to say, and he might as well give him a few more wood pills to replace it. Even if he had no choice, giving him some color, he could make the other party feel keen and stop thinking about the wood pills.

But suddenly hearing what Wei Zixu said, Ning Wujiu felt a little nervous. It seemed that he would kill him if he didn't kill him!

First of all, Ning Wujiu was most worried that this person would be the helper of both the cultivators. At that time, even if the helper was only the first level of Peiran, two cultivators joined forces and were a newcomer to cultivate immortals, how could he have a lifelong life? But now it seems that Wei Zixu's sad words for the decisive battle were expected to have no helper.

Secondly, he saw that he was just a newcomer to cultivate immortals, without any experience or experience, and whether the fighting method was high is unknown, and he was also carrying a huge amount of wooden pills. After this, he would only be chased by the cultivator Tianya!

Furthermore, it turned out that the other party’s so-called “goodbye” was just a cover-up decoration. In fact, Wei Zixu had already lost his thoughts! However, after all, his cultivation level was a little low, so he didn’t dare to make it clear. He probably wanted to cover up a false shot, pretend to say goodbye, and then secretly cast a cold arrow behind his back! Thinking of this, Ning Wujiu sweated coldly on his back, but fortunately he didn’t turn around and left. It’s not clear, but he was behind him!

In this way, today I will fight to kill a thousand enemies, lose 800 of them, and even destroy him.

Ning Wujiu let out a sigh of relief, why did he become so cruel and ruthless? He would use any means!

Is this the situation that immortals have to face?

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Chapter completed!