Chapter 123 Take Action

Song Linfang, Bu Yajuan and others in the formation also felt a little strange when they heard Wei Zhong's voice, but they still showed up pretending that this was indeed the case.

Under Bu Yajuan's control, a small opening that only allowed one person to pass through suddenly opened above the protective aura of the formation.

Wei Zhong passed through it and entered the formation.

Ding Jinsong and the bald old man watched this scene without stopping.

"How much do you know about that alchemist?"

Hearing the old man beside him ask, Ding Jinsong quickly replied:

"Master Qi, this person is the casual alchemist of Luohe Mansion, named Wei Zhong.

It was this person who treated Song Linfang's injuries a few days ago and got the 'Honorary Alchemist' seat in Zhigang Palace..."

Listening to him telling so much but still not getting to the point, a hint of impatience suddenly appeared on the old man's face.

"I'm asking you if this alchemist has any background?"

Ding Jinsong shrank his head and replied:

"I haven't heard much about him. I just heard that he has a good relationship with Xu Xuan, the shopkeeper of the local Yunji Chamber of Commerce. He is suspected to be a guest of the Yunji Chamber of Commerce."

It had been just over a year since Ding Jinsong arrived in Luohe Mansion, and he happened to miss Wei Zhong's elixir-forming ceremony. Naturally, he didn't know that Nascent Soul monks were present at the ceremony.

Otherwise, no matter how brave these two people are, they would not dare to confront Wei Zhong.

What's more, Ding Jinsong had the idea of ​​robbing Wei Zhong before.

"If you don't have any background, don't pay attention. No matter what kind of panacea he sends to Song Linfang, it's impossible to completely cure her injuries in a short period of time."

After saying this, he looked at the three alchemy monks in the air in front of him and said:

"Comrades, the alchemist can enter the formation, but the Zhigang Palace isolates you from the formation. It's really..."

When he said this, there was an obvious look of ridicule on his face.

The expressions of the two early-stage pill-forming monks changed slightly when they heard this, and they immediately let out a muffled groan.

"Fellow Taoist is joking, we are just helpers recruited by Zhigang Palace with spiritual wealth, so we are different from Master Wei, the 'honorary alchemist' of Zhigang Palace.

Fellow Taoist, you don't need to do this to sow discord. I think you might as well retreat now and don't try to come to Gang Palace again.

If an expert comes to help Zhi Gang Palace, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat and carry around. "

After hearing these remarks, the bald old man's face did not look good.

"The little boy's cultivation level is not high, but his tone is not bad."

"Each other!"

The bald old man still had no intention of taking action, but just glanced into the formation.

'There is still a moment before the spiritual power can be fully restored and the attack can be continued. How much of your Song Linfang's injuries can be recovered in this short period of time?

If we continue to fight, I will win in the end. ’

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In the formation, Song Linfang and Bu Yajuan flew into the air together to meet Wei Zhong.

"Thank you Daoist Fellow Wei for your help!"

Bu Yajuan said gratefully.

Wei Zhong smiled and shook his head:

"Fellow Taoist divination, please don't look down on me. How can I, a monk in the early stage of pill formation who is not good at fighting, fight with an expert in the later stage?"

"Can······"

Bu Yajuan wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Song Linfang.

"Fellow Taoist's appearance this time gave me Zhigang Palace face, and I will remember this friendship.

I don’t know what your intention is in this trip? "

Ordinary people would shy away from the fighting in the later stages of the Dan Formation, and how could they dare to take the initiative to fall into it? Wei Zhong's ability to show up despite the danger is enough to be said to value love and righteousness.

Wei Zhong waved his hand and threw a pill bottle.

After Song Linfang took it, after investigating, she found that it was the source-replenishing pill that she had used.

"Can this elixir help fellow Taoist?"

Song Linfang's face showed a bit of joy:

"Yes, of course I can. I didn't expect that my fellow Taoist still has many such precious elixirs in his hands."

He looked up at Wei Zhong with a hint of expectation.

"Haha," Wei Zhong smiled, "Fellow Taoist, you don't have to look at Pindao anymore.

This elixir is rare and I don't have any in stock. This is the last one.

If I hadn't heard about your sect's crisis, I wouldn't have been willing to take out this elixir. "

"well!"

Song Linfang handed over her hand: "No matter what, I have thanked Fellow Daoist Wei after all. I wonder what you want to exchange for this elixir?"

Wei Zhong thought for a moment and then said:

"Does your palace have the elixir that lasts ten thousand years?"

Upon hearing this, Bu Yajuan's expression changed.

Wei Zhong dared to ask for a ten thousand-year elixir with only a third-level elixir. In Bu Yajuan's view, Wei Zhong's actions were no different from taking advantage of the situation.

You must know that any spiritual creature is at a completely different level after it reaches the ten thousand year level.

Not only is it expensive, but it is priceless and has no market.

But in terms of price but no market, the Bu Yuan Dan in Wei Zhong's hands was no different.

Only Song Linfang knew that the price was not expensive, especially in such a crisis situation as Zhigang Palace.

"Yajuan, go to the sect's treasury and fetch the Ten Thousand Years Blood Ginseng."

"Sister..."

"Go ahead, this pill is worth it."

Hearing these words, Buyajuan sighed quietly, glanced at Wei Zhong with a somewhat resentful look, turned around and left in a flash of light.

When he was able to turn around, he was already holding a jade box in his hand.

He raised his hand and threw it, and the jade box flew into Wei Zhong's hand.

After Wei Zhong took it off and opened the jade cover, he saw inside it a bloody ginseng that was as thick as an adult's fist and about half an arm long.

"This ginseng can be eaten directly, or it can be used with other spiritual medicines to make medicine and pills. As a third-level alchemist, Fellow Daoist Wei must have a better way to deal with it, so I won't say more here.

In addition, this ginseng can strengthen the cultivator's body, speed up the speed of refining spiritual power into Gangqi, and increase the capacity of Gangqi in the cultivator's body."

As expected of a sect that uses the "Forging Gang Method" as a method of cultivation, it collects such spiritual medicines that are helpful for cultivation.

Wei Zhong bowed:

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Song, for your answer. I will leave now.

I hope that after this storm, I can still have tea at the same table with you."

The other party also bowed and responded: "Sure!"

Wei Zhong immediately turned into a light and left the formation.

Looking at the few people who were still confronting each other outside, Wei Zhong left without saying a word.

The bald old man saw Wei Zhong leave the battle and patted Ding Jinsong beside him:

"Go and take that guy down. He must have exchanged a lot of spiritual objects for the healing pills he sent to Song Linfang."

"This..."

Ding Jinsong hesitated.

'I have only been promoted to the Jindan stage for a few years, and my fighting ability is at the bottom among the Jindan stage. I am afraid that I am only slightly better than that Jindan alchemist.

If I want to take him down, I am afraid I will have to use a lot of tricks.

Besides, the other party is an alchemist, and he must have a lot of good things on him. If I am not careful, I may fall directly into his hands. '

The bald old man saw Ding Jinsong's hesitation and saw through his thoughts in an instant. He cursed:

"Waste!"

Then he reached out with his right hand from the void and took out a red and yellow triangular flag.

There is a red border around it, and a bright yellow base in the center, with a big red word "Tao" written on it.

As the flag fluttered, spiritual light flickered, and it turned out to be a spiritual pattern covering the entire flag.

"I'll lend you the 'Tao character flag', and quickly go and take down the alchemist."

Ding Jinsong was delighted when he saw this. This flag was his master's most valuable magic weapon, and it was a third-grade upper-grade one with great power.

With this help, Ding Jinsong even dared to fight against a cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan stage, and taking down Wei Zhong was naturally a piece of cake.

Taking the flag from his hand with a smile, Ding Jinsong replied:

"Yes, disciple will go right away."

After that, he turned into a beam of light and chased after Wei Zhong.

The three people who were confronting him changed their faces slightly when they saw this scene.

Song Linfang and others in the formation were even more so.

"Alas, after all, I still dragged down fellow Daoist Wei."

One look at the flag showed that it was an extraordinary magic weapon, and ordinary people would think that Wei Zhong would suffer from it.

"Yajuan, let's do it, let's see if we can force Ding Jinsong back."

"Yes!"

The formation of Zhigang Palace began to change, from defense to offense. The three people outside also received the message and took out their magic swords.

A big battle broke out after Wei Zhong left.

Wei Zhong flew in the air, and his keen sense found Ding Jinsong behind him.

'How much do you despise me to let this man chase me alone. '

Wei Zhong simply stopped, looked back at Ding Jinsong who was flying, and asked:

"What does Fellow Daoist Ding mean?"

The other party laughed strangely:

"Master ordered, I dare not disobey, please surrender and follow me, otherwise don't blame me if you suffer."

"Oh?"

A strange look appeared on Wei Zhong's face, and he didn't know where he got the confidence from.

He took a step forward and performed the cloud-flying technique, and instantly came to his side, and a black magic sword cut towards his neck.

Seeing this, Ding Jinsong's face suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated while waving the flag in his hand.

At this time, he finally understood that this was not an alchemist who was not good at fighting, but a fierce dragon who pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger.

Wei Zhong's sword failed to work, and he flicked his sleeves, and the raging flames covered the area for several miles.

A moment later, Wei Zhong walked out of the dissipated flames, holding a flag and a storage bag in his hand.

As for Ding Jinsong, he had already turned into ashes under the flames.

Looking at the red and yellow flag in his hand, Wei Zhong's face was a little surprised.

'It's really an incredible magic weapon. '

This magic weapon has only one effect, which is to prevent the enemy from absorbing spiritual energy from the surrounding environment, but the self will not be affected by it.

Using this magic weapon against the enemy can not only prevent the enemy from recovering spiritual power in time.

It can also greatly reduce the power of its spiritual law.

It can be said to be a very powerful magic weapon. Most of the cultivators of the same level will be defeated.

Unfortunately, he met Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong carried a cave with him, so he had no worries about running out of spiritual energy.

This flag was completely a decoration in front of Wei Zhong.

Moreover, Wei Zhong was already very powerful. Even if he didn't have a cave to replenish his spiritual energy, his spiritual energy was extremely strong, and with his terrifying fighting skills, he was enough to defeat Ding Jinsong in a short time.

There was no need to replenish his spiritual energy.

'It's a good magic weapon, it's mine now. '

The divine consciousness probed into the flag and touched the divine consciousness mark left in it.

'Ding Jinsong is dead, this mark can't be his, so it must be the old Taoist in the late stage of Jindan. '

Wei Zhong's divine consciousness swept away like a tide, and the latter was like a lone boat in the sea, easily overturned by the rolling waves.

Realizing that the divine consciousness mark in it was erased by himself, Wei Zhong left his own mark with satisfaction.

'After a little sacrifice and familiarity later, you can use this magic weapon to fight the enemy. '

Wei Zhong put it away and put the storage bag into the cave, planning to take a detailed inventory later.

Then he continued flying towards Qingbo Island.

Outside the Gang Palace, the bald old man realized that the mark of his spiritual consciousness engraved in the "Tao Zi Flag" had been erased. He was shocked and yelled:

"How brave, how dare you take my magic weapon."

After a second thought, I guessed the general story of what happened.

Ding Jinsong not only lost, but also had his magic weapon taken away by others.

I cursed in my heart: "What a waste!"

A roll of spiritual energy pushed away the harassing people in front of him, looking intently into the distance, hesitant in his heart.

He covets the property of Zhigang Palace and cannot bear to give up his magic weapon and Wei Zhong's net worth.

Comparing the two, he suddenly fell into a dilemma.

Looking back at the formation, seeing Song Linfang among them, she made a decision in her heart.

'At this moment, Zhigang Palace is still the main one. The palace owner was seriously injured, but he only relied on the power of the formation to resist this. Everyone else is just a chicken and a dog, not his enemy. ’

'But we have to speed up the time. It would be difficult if the alchemist refined the flag and used it against himself. ’

A flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a small golden awl suddenly appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Song Linfang and others within the formation changed their expressions greatly and exclaimed:

"Breaking Cone?"

Judging from the spiritual patterns attached to it, the grade is definitely not low. I wonder if this formation can withstand it.

Qingbo Island,

Wei Zhong returned to Spirit Island with his hair disheveled and a bit embarrassed.

Xie Linghua who came up was shocked when she saw this and hurriedly helped her:

"Master, something happened?"

Wei Zhong shook his head:

"It's nothing, it's just a little thief blocking the way, and I have already killed him.

Pass the order, the formation is operating at full strength, sir, I want to retreat to heal my wounds. "

Then it turned into a spiritual light and returned to the practice room.

After hearing Wei Zhong's instructions, the rest of the people immediately got busy.

Wei Zhong in the training room transformed into another appearance.

With his broad shoulders and rough face, he looked like a rough and rough man.

‘It still tastes bad. ’

Wei Zhong touched his face, and a ferocious scar appeared across half of his face.

The beard on the lips and chin also grew crazily, covering the entire lips.

After adjusting his voice and breath again, and then looking in the mirror, Wei Zhong nodded with satisfaction.

‘That’s right, that’s in line with the temperament of roaring when one sees injustice on the road. ’

Avoiding the eyes and ears of everyone on Qingbo Island, Wei Zhong headed towards Zhigang Palace again.

‘This old man dares to attack me, he must show off to the other party. ’

Now that Wei Zhong is strong enough, it makes sense to take revenge the next night.

The purpose of this trip was to hide his identity and kill the thief.

In this way, he can not only solve the siege of Gang Palace and get corresponding rewards from his hands, but also avenge the bald man's pursuit.

"Wei Zhong" has been injured and is in retreat, and now it is the reckless Chu He who takes action.

A reckless person in the spiritual world would never see such a despicable act of taking advantage of others.

"Lao Bie Deng, your grandfather Chu He is here!"