Chapter 202

Next, Chen Feng knew that this loose young man was named Luo Mingdao. He was an elite disciple on the ninth floor of the secret realm. Once he knew that the sea was full and cultivated to the realm of nine to nine, he could break through and be promoted to the realm of heaven and man, and become the core disciple of Taiyi sect at one fell swoop.

Of course, Luo Mingdao should be regarded as a big man for the two external disciples of Chen Feng and Luta, but now he is so enthusiastic about Chen Feng, naturally because of Bai Ziyan.

Chen Feng also knows this.

"Elder martial brother Luo, what is our mission this time?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.

"It's very simple. Go to Luocha Kingdom and kill some robbers." Luo Mingdao smiled.

"It's just some robbers. You still need people like senior brother Luo?" Chen Feng has a wonderful way.

"Of course, this is not an ordinary robber. This is a group of robbers composed of secret territory monks. Several of the leaders are very powerful." Luo Mingdao smiled.

Luocha kingdom is a small country more than 100000 miles away from Taiyi Xianshan. It belongs to the sphere of influence of Taiyi gate. Chen Feng thought the three were going to transmit the array, but Luo Mingdao took out a flying magic weapon.

It's a flying shuttle without shadow. It's a treasure.

Looking at the flying shuttle only ten meters long above his head, Chen Feng was stunned. Unexpectedly, Luo Mingdao had this kind of flying magic weapon in his hand.

"This is a reward from the sect for my task." Luo Mingdao said casually.

"Sect reward?" Chen Feng was a little shocked. He didn't think his sect was generous enough.

"Hehe, as long as you have enough credit, you can get even sacred vessels, but disciples at our level don't have to think about it." Luo Mingdao smiled.

With this flying magic weapon, the three people naturally don't have to transmit the array. The flight speed of this treasure is much faster than that of Chen Feng's sword. If the magic power is enough, it can even advance tens of thousands of miles a day.

The three of Chen Feng sat among the magic weapons and looked at the scenery outside. They had nothing to talk about. Time passed quickly. Three days later, the three arrived at the Luocha empire. Along the way, Chen Feng and Luta also asked Luo Daoming for advice on some cultivation matters.

To Chen Feng's surprise, Luo Daoming was very generous. No matter what Chen Feng and Chen Feng wanted to ask, they answered carefully, even if they asked about the high-order Dharma formula in Taiyi gate. On the way, Chen Feng and Chen Feng felt that they benefited a lot because of Luo Ming Dao. After all, their practice time was not as good as Luo Ming Dao.

Chen Feng and Luo Daoming are becoming more and more fond of each other.

"Hehe, when your accomplishments come up, you can naturally practice these Dharma formulas. The sect is still very open to this." Luo Daoming smiled.

In the middle of the air, Luo Daoming directly put away his flying shuttle and stepped on the flying sword. The flying people in the sky looked from a distance, but in the eyes of ordinary people on the ground, these were the first-class immortals of flying.

Luo Mingdao and Chen Feng had been flying in the air for a long time. Chen Feng finally couldn't help it.

"Elder martial brother Luo knows where those robbers are?" Chen Feng asked curiously.

"I don't know." Luo Daoming shook his head.

Chen Feng's face suddenly turned a little black. He thought he would follow Luo Mingdao, find a place directly, kill everything, and then return to the sect and successfully promoted to an inner disciple. But now it seems that Luo Mingdao doesn't know where the robbers are. Although Luocha kingdom is not an empire, it is also a country with a large territory. It's really difficult to find one of the robbers.

"We Taiyi sect should have disciples here, or ask someone." Chen Feng suggested.

"Don't worry. I've been arranged to examine the disciples of the inner sect for a while. This kind of job is really boring. I haven't left Taiyi Xianshan for a while. I'm just going to stroll around this time. When the robbers here are solved, let's go to Liuyun Xianshan. I heard that many sects have entered, but no one has come out yet. ”Luo Mingdao said this with a lazy smile on his face.

After hearing this, Chen Feng and Luta turned darker. It was not that this guy couldn't find a place, but Luo Mingdao wanted to go out and take them out of the mountain. It was just an excuse.

"It's not very good to practice in the sect. There's not such a good environment after you come out." Ruta smiled.

"First of all, we are young people. Don't learn from those old antiques. We know to practice in isolation every day. If we blindly practice and don't go out to see the world, we will practice foolishly one day. Besides, the world is so big. We should walk more and look around while our life is not exhausted. Maybe we will get closer to the fate?" Luo Mingdao said with a smile.

"Xianyuan, hehe, no wonder elder martial brother Luo wants to go to Liuyun Xianshan." Chen Feng smiled.

"Well, there's a city below. Let's go for a walk and experience the life of ordinary people we haven't seen for a long time." Luo Mingdao pointed down and said.

Below is a small city, a small city about the size of heiyuan city. Although it has a large population and many tall buildings of tens of feet, it can only be regarded as an insignificant small city in the whole eternal world.

After entering the small town, Chen Feng felt as if he had entered heiyuan city. Most of the people around him were ordinary friars at the stage of air forging. Chen Feng released a trace of soul power. He searched several streets and didn't find a secret place friar.

"EH." Luo Mingdao looked at Chen Feng curiously.

"Younger martial brother Chen, your soul power is so strong. I think you can be promoted to a true disciple directly. Why are you still fooling around among internal disciples? You know, only by becoming a true disciple can you really cultivate the advanced Dharma formula of the sect." Luo Mingdao clearly saw Chen Feng's cultivation.

"I just want to have a more stable foundation. Now I'm just the third level of the secret realm. I'm sure to suffer when I enter the true disciples." Chen Feng smiled.

"Hahaha, younger martial brother Chen is joking. You have immortal Zihong backstage. These true disciples don't dare to provoke you casually." Luo Daoming smiled.

"Sugar gourd, sour and sweet sugar gourd."

"Sell rice cakes, just out of the pot."

"We have a new batch of high-grade refined steel swords. They cut iron like mud, blow hair and break hair. The price is reasonable. They are suitable for all monks in the secret land."

Listening to the shouting and cheering around, Chen Feng only felt that the breath around him had changed, and an inexplicable feeling rushed into his heart. After entering the secret realm period, Chen Feng gradually separated from this ordinary living atmosphere. Now walking among groups of ordinary people, he has bred some feelings. After all, Chen Feng has lived in this environment for more than ten years.

"Let's go and have a drink." Luo Mingdao said that without waiting for Chen Feng's consent, he went straight into a restaurant that looked good.

Looking at the ordinary drinks in front of him and the delicious Luo Mingdao, Chen Feng couldn't help being curious. Maybe the elder martial brother in front of him is also a man with a story.

"Hey! Every time I see wine, I can't help thinking of it." Luta took the glass and kept turning, with a regretful look on her face.

"What can I do for you?" Luo Mingdao on one side asked curiously.

"I've met a man in Tsing Yi before. He has a pot of wine on his body. One sip can increase his cultivation for ten years." Ruta shook her head.

"In this way, it should be immortal wine." Luo Mingdao smiled.

Chen Feng couldn't help smiling after listening to the two people's discussion, but soon Chen Feng's eyes were attracted by a person downstairs.

"Why is this man here?" Chen Feng whispered.

"Who?" Luta also noticed the difference of Chen Feng.

"Look downstairs." Chen Feng glanced downstairs.

A sallow faced Taoist walked slowly in the street, with a trace of blood flashing in his plain pupils.

"It's Taoist Xueming." Ruta was a little surprised.

"Yes, it was this cruel Taoist. I remember that he was seriously injured and fled. Now it seems that he not only recovered from his injury, but also improved his cultivation. I don't know why he appeared here?" Chen Feng is also curious.

Listening to Chen Feng's comments, Luo Mingdao also looked at the bloody Taoist in the street.

"Although this man's cultivation is not very good, the breath in his body is evil. He must cultivate an evil secret skill." Luo Mingdao saw through the falseness and reality of Taoist Xueming just at a glance.

"I'll follow up and see what this guy is going to do?" Chen Feng said this, but he didn't move, but released a trace of soul power and attached it to Taoist Xueming.

In Chen Feng's current state, Taoist Xueming would not notice it at all.

Taoist Xueming went all the way to the city, stopped at the gate of a huge courtyard, looked around, and then flew in directly. He didn't know that all this fell into Chen Feng's eyes.

"What on earth does this bloodthirsty guy want to do? Why does he suddenly become so sneaky?" Chen Feng had a wonderful way, and his mind moved. The power of the soul attached to Taoist Xueming doubled again.

In this huge courtyard, there are many ordinary friars walking around. I think it is the location of a gang. Taoist Xueming immediately attracted the attention of the friars inside after flying in.

"Who are you? Why did you come to our flying fish Gang?" One of the little friars came forward and shouted. The little friar only had the realm of practicing air forging triple heaven. Naturally, he didn't know how powerful the waxy yellow Taoist was in front of him.

Taoist Xueming's face was expressionless, just stretched out a finger, gently, poof! With a soft sound, there was a finger thick blood hole on the little Friar's forehead.

Then Taoist Xueming took out a bloody crystal stone, and then the dead little monk began to tremble, as if a powerful force was squeezing in from all directions.

Soon, a blood bead the size of a raindrop flew out of the blood hole on the Friar's forehead, and then got into the blood crystal in the hands of Taoist Xueming.

"Kill, enemy attack."

"The fifth younger martial brother was killed."

"Who are you? Dare to come to our flying fish gang. Let's fight together and catch him."

The movement here immediately attracted the attention of other friars in the courtyard. Watching the little friar killed, everyone shouted, and more than a dozen people killed Taoist Xueming with weapons.