Chapter 33 All Destroyed
Yinlang, who provided information to JJ Lin, was lying in a bush at this time, observing everything that happened here from a distance.
He is sinister and vicious, and often does business without money. Those who knew him gave him the nickname of Yin Wolf.
He has a brother. Two or three years ago, he was invited to rob a group of mortals. It is said that he is a fat sheep.
At that time, he felt that a group of mortals could have a lot of money, and he had other things, so he didn't participate.
Who knows, his compatriot brother never came back. After many investigations, he learned that he was killed by Wang Hong and his gang.
He has been watching this group of people secretly since then, and found that this group of people is really fat sheep. There are more than a dozen stalls and one shop. Assets are at least thousands of Lingshi.
It's just that this group of people has been hiding in the city and has no chance to do anything.
It was so easy to wait for the opportunity this time, but judging by his momentum, he was not sure, so he urged Lin Junjie to come.
Lin Junjie is just a side branch of the Lin family, and he only has two Qi Gathering Pills per month, plus the cost of 20 Lingshi.
On weekdays, I occasionally do some work of robbing casual cultivators. When I got the news of Yinlang, I immediately led people to chase it out.
Yin Wolf found an excuse to slip away on the way and hid in the dark to observe.
If Lin Junjie wins, it will not be too late for him to make up a few more dollars and share some benefits by the way.
If Lin Junjie is defeated or dead, then this group of people will offend the Lin family. The Lin family is a middle-level force, and there are foundation cultivators. It is not easy to crush these people to death.
Yin Wolf felt lucky at this time, Lin Junjie was attacked by surprise below, and he was beheaded as soon as he met him.
Among the remaining people, the fifth-level qi practitioner was entangled by Wang Hong. The remaining ten people fought together with the more than forty soldiers.
The soldiers were divided into three waves and took turns to attack, and the attacks continued like a tide, and each attack was aimed at the same person until they were killed.
These soldiers cooperated tacitly, and another wave had already attacked before one wave stopped. The golden light talisman and spiritual power shields offered by the monks could only withstand one or two waves of attacks before they were destroyed, and then pierced by several long spears.
During this period of time, three monks had already died.
And this group of soldiers can only attack, they don't defend at all. Facing the magic attacks or talisman attacks issued by the other monks, they didn't even bother to look at them. They were blocked by two qi training monks among the soldiers who threw a lot of defensive talismans.
The mutual trust and the tacit understanding of cooperation can be seen.
This scene made Yin Lang call himself a prodigal. In this short period of time, he had used dozens of talismans, worth hundreds of spirit stones, and it was just wasted. These mortal soldiers can only be found after they die. There are thousands of mortals, as many as you want.
On the other side, Wang Hong was fighting with the five-level Qi training monk.
The monk raised a black flying sword and slashed at Wang Hong. Wang Hong didn't show any weakness, and he raised his spear to meet him. The two clashed in the air.
In a split second, they fought several times in the air. Wang Hong took out a bottle of spiritual wine and quickly poured it into his mouth, threw the bottle away, and quickly took out another bottle and poured it down.
The spiritual power is consumed too quickly, and the fourth level of Qi training is still not suitable for controlling magical weapons.
The cultivator on the opposite side also took out the spirit wine, took a sip, and his mana was restored. The grade of the spirit wine should be better than Wang Hong's.
Wang Hong saw that he might be at a disadvantage if he continued like this, so he took out a few fireball symbols and hit the opposite cultivator.
The cultivator on the opposite side dodged a few fireball talismans in embarrassment, his hair was also scorched, and he cursed: "Boy, what a waste, I have never seen you hit people with spirit stones like this, it's all mine."
The magical artifacts of the two sides were still colliding with each other, and Wang Hong drank another bottle of spiritual wine. Said: "Grandpa, I like to hit people with spirit stones. It's yours, so you go ahead!"
As he spoke, he threw out a few more talismans, and without looking at the result, he threw out another handful of talismans.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sea of flames formed by the fireball talisman, the monk on the fifth level of Qi training on the opposite side was unable to hide from the continuous bombardment of talismans, and was finally completely submerged and turned into ashes.
Of the ten monks on the other side, only five were left struggling.
Wang Hong was not in a hurry to join the battle, but stood watching the battle not far away.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Chunfeng shouted loudly: "Sleepy!"
The original three-wave attack formation became five teams, outflanking and encircling the remaining four from the left and right.
During this period, some people wanted to escape, but they were beaten back by Wang Hong, and they had to be tempered.
The battle ended after a quarter of an hour. There were a total of twelve people, all of whom were beheaded. After packing up the booty, the corpse was burned.
After dealing with the battlefield, a group of people returned to the city overnight. Who knows if Lin Junjie will have a backup.
Yin Wolf, crouching in the bushes, let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Wang Hong and the others walk away.
This group of people put too much pressure on him. He has never seen a group of mortals plus a few people who are in the first and second layers of Qi training stage, can have such a fighting power. It's really not wrong that his brother died.
There were more than forty people, most of them were mortals, and the ones with the highest cultivation were only at the fourth level of qi training, and suddenly killed more than a dozen immortal cultivators. This also includes Lin Junjie, a sixth-level Qi training monk.
He originally thought that even if JJ Lin didn't take advantage, at most three or five people would die, but he didn't expect that they all died here.
He is only at the fifth level of qi training. If he hadn't slipped away in advance, he should also be a part of the ashes by now.
On weekdays, those mortals are ants that can be crushed to death easily. When you see them, you don’t worship them like gods.
This battle shocked him too much, and he secretly made up his mind that such an enemy must be eliminated.
Wang Hong and his party returned to their residence and distributed the spoils.
These twelve people had a total of more than 300 spirit stones, and they harvested ten magic weapons. A few pills, a few spiritual herbs.
"There are still two people who don't even have a magic weapon, so they join in the fun." Wang Hong was also happy.
Among them, Lin Junjie’s magic weapon is actually a middle-grade flying sword, and there is also a book called "Basics of Alchemy", which contains three kinds of pill recipes and some basic knowledge of alchemy. Wang Hong took these two, and handed over the rest to his soldiers for distribution.
This battle was considered a big loss, and the talismans used up were worth thousands of spirit stones.
This time, it seemed that he won beautifully, but in fact he was beaten to death with spirit stones.
If the talisman is not used, the outcome is unpredictable, even if it wins, there will be heavy casualties.
It seems that the process of learning how to make talismans has to be accelerated.
"There are so many things to learn to cultivate an immortal, such as learning alchemy, making talismans, practicing spells, and practicing meditation." Wang Hong couldn't help but sigh.
In fact, he was thinking too much. Others are mainly practicing, practicing one or two spells, and then go outside to hunt monsters, looking for elixir in exchange for training resources.
The next day, Wang Hong found a shop called Wanfalou.
Stepping into it one step at a time, the first thing that catches the eye is rows of mahogany shelves filled with books, jade slips and other items.
A white-clothed maid stepped forward and saluted, "My fellow Taoist, this way please."
Reaching out his hand, he led Wang Hong to sit down at a tea table, and made him a pot of spirit tea.
Wang Hong took a sip of the tea lightly. The tea was fragrant and he felt relaxed.
The white-clothed maid then asked: "This shop mainly deals in all kinds of books and jade slips. What do fellow Taoists need? The little girl will find them for you."
Wang Hong thought for a while, and then said: "I want to make alchemy, elixir, talisman making, brewing of spirit wine, spirit chef, and magic training. You can find them all for me to see."
The white-clothed maid was stunned. It was the first time she saw a person buying so many kinds of books at the same time. Can he learn it?
Many people can learn one of them well throughout their lives, and they can make a living in the world of comprehension.
The learning of these skills not only takes time, but also requires huge resource support.
Ordinary comprehension families have a lot of resources, but they can only support one skill.
Some families know how to make alchemy, some families are famous for formations, and some families make weapons, this is the reason.
Not to mention personal.
(end of this chapter)