A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 117 Bonfire Night

"Come all over."

Seeing that it was over, Yin Ming and the other man began to ask everyone to gather around.

"Brother is talking, let's go."

Wang Lang said.

Several people then flew towards the two of them.

Looking at them, Chen Qiyuan asked with a smile: "My fellow disciples, how do you feel about fighting against the demon cultivators?"

One person replied: "In fact, I feel that there is not much difference between demon cultivators and immortal cultivators of the same level. Except that the attack methods are a little uncomfortable at the beginning, there is no other big difference."

Yin Ming shook his head and said, "These demon cultivators are not very strong, so we can't see them. A few days ago, when I was exorcising demons with my senior brothers and elders, those demon cultivators would swarm the sky with ghosts once they attacked, and they also had means to seduce people. Some of my junior brothers were almost driven insane and possessed by demons because of their unstable minds."

"So everyone please don't look down on us." Yin Ming warned.

"understood."

Everyone nodded.

Chen Qiyuan glanced at them and said, "My fellow brothers and sisters, the sect will not ask you to hand over the treasures you obtained from killing the demon cultivators, but if there are some demonic skills among them, you must not practice them, otherwise the sect will definitely not take any consideration into account. Remember?"

"remember."

Lu Luan's expression did not change. He had never thought of practicing magic. After all, now that the soul lamp was lit, the sect would notice any unusual movement.

After a few more warnings, Yin Ming said, "Okay, go ahead. While there are fewer powerful demon cultivators now, fight more with them."

Then the group continued searching among the mountains.

……

At night, everyone settled down in a valley, built several bonfires, killed a few mountain monsters, and started barbecuing.

"I feel that killing a demon cultivator is not as dangerous as killing a demon beast."

Lu Luan's group was sitting around the campfire, feeling bored, so Wang Lang started talking.

Deng Yi's eyebrows jumped, and he turned the barbecue in his hand while looking at him, and asked curiously: "Brother Wang, what kind of danger did you encounter when killing the monster?"

Wang Lang seemed to have found something to brag about, and said, "Last time in the Monster Mountain Range, I encountered an extremely powerful intermediate monster. It smashed my protective jade pendant and almost got me seriously injured. If I hadn't had a magical talisman, I would have died in the monster's mouth. That was a true narrow escape."

"Brother Wang is so amazing."

Liu Ling on the side looked at him in amazement.

"That's right." Wang Lang suddenly felt his heart floating up to the sky.

"Is it true?" Deng Yi was a little unconvinced and looked at him with suspicion.

Suspicion also appeared in Liu Ling's eyes.

Wang Lang was as if his tail had been stepped on. He looked at the young man standing by the fire not far away and said, "Brother Lin, tell me if this is true."

Senior Brother Lin was very cooperative. He smiled and nodded, saying, "Junior Brother Wang, what you said is indeed true. The last time he returned to Qingyun Peak, he was covered in blood and had several broken ribs."

"Believe it now." Wang Lang smiled.

"No, didn't you say that you were almost seriously injured? Since so many ribs were broken, you must have been seriously injured." Liu Ling noticed the loophole and asked immediately.

Wang Lang was quite clever. He felt a little embarrassed at first, but then he immediately came up with an idea. He sighed and replied, "I didn't say it because I was afraid that it would scare you. In fact, I was seriously injured at that time. I fainted as soon as I fled back to the sect. Fortunately, the elders treated me and I recovered."

As if he was afraid of being questioned again, he immediately changed the subject and asked Liu Ling: "Xiao Ling, have you ever had the same experience as me in Taixu Sect?"

Liu Ling shook his head and replied, "I haven't had any life-and-death experiences. I just fought with monsters when I was training in the sect's cave, and I didn't even suffer a minor injury."

"Why compare injuries when there are so many other things to compare?"

Deng Yi looked at the two of them speechlessly.

"You don't have anything to say, right?" Wang Lang looked at him "sarcastically".

After all, they were still a group of young people in their 18s and 19s, with high aspirations. Moreover, they were in front of the female disciples, so they naturally did not want to be inferior to others. Deng Yi immediately replied, "Of course not. Half a year ago, in the inner sect competition, I was among the top three in the seventh level of Qi Refining. Brother Wang, do you have such strength?"

Since he could enter Chu Xingyun's Xiaoyao Peak, he must be a genius, and there is nothing wrong with this.

Lu Luan looked at the three people laughing and laughing, and shook his head slightly, feeling bored, and fell into thought while looking at the barbecue in front of him. He seemed to have thought of something, and murmured in his heart: "I haven't seen Xiao Xi for a long time. The last time I saw her, she had already opened her middle dantian. Now, she should have broken through to the seventh level of Qi Refining and become an inner sect disciple."

Then he took out the bead and rubbed it carefully with his fingers.

Before coming here, he had thought about going to the mountain where Lin Xi's master lived to find her, but after thinking about it, he decided that after all, that was the residence of the elders in the middle stage of foundation building, not an ordinary place, so he decided not to go there and cause trouble for Lin Xi.

"Brother Lu, what are you thinking about? Why don't you say anything?"

Liu Ling suddenly interrupted him, came over and asked in confusion.

Lu Luan smiled, put away the beads, and replied: "Nothing, I was just thinking about the experience of fighting with the demon cultivator today, to see if there is anything I need to pay attention to."

"Brother Lu is worthy of being Brother Lu. He is actually thinking about these things." Deng Yi looked at him with admiration.

"Brother Lu, I have grilled this piece of meat. Thank you for blocking the attack for me today. As a thank you, I will give it to you."

Liu Ling smiled and handed over the barbecue in her hand.

Seeing this, Wang Lang's eyes were instantly filled with crazy jealousy.

Lu Luan shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Liu. My piece is already cooked. You can eat it yourself."

Are you kidding? If Lin Xi knew that he accepted things from other girls, wouldn’t he kill him with a sword?

"Okay then." There was some disappointment in Liu Ling's eyes.

……

……

Time flies, five days later.

In the valley, two figures were speeding.

Lu Luan was chasing the revealingly clad graceful figure in front of him at a very fast speed.

Over the past five days, everyone has fought with the demonic cultivators several times. Although there were some injuries, fortunately no one was killed.

Today, they encountered several powerful demon cultivators. The witch that Lu Luan is chasing now is at the eighth level of Qi Refining, which is equivalent to his own.

Of course, she had already been severely injured by the crowd before, otherwise he would not have dared to chase her out rashly.

"Where to run!"

His shadow technique had also improved a bit, and his speed increased, so he quickly caught up.

The long sword in his hand moved, and a fierce sword light slashed forward.

"what!"

The witch screamed, and even though she had a defensive magic weapon on her, she was forced to fall by the sword.

"Huh...huh..."

Lu Luan didn't give her a chance. He swung his sword down, intending to end her life completely.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

But just as the sword was about to pierce, a barrier blocked the sword outside.

This is obviously a life-saving measure.

Then the witch ran away again.

Lu Luan continued to chase.

"You, a disciple of the Immortal Sect, why do you have to force me? If you continue to fight, I will fight you to the death!"

The witch turned around and roared.

"Haha, so long-winded."

Lu Luan smiled coldly, ignored him, and slashed out with another sword energy.

"I'll fight you!"

After the two fought for a while, they realized that dragging it on was not a solution. The witch's eyes became fierce, and then a ball of red light appeared on her body, and her aura began to rapidly become stronger.

The next moment he opened his hand, and a huge bloody handprint appeared, grabbing towards him quickly!

Lu Luan dodged quickly, only to see the handprint fall on the cliff, knocking down a large piece of rock!

But it wasn't over yet, the handprint turned around and came after him again.

However, after the witch performed this move, her face suddenly turned pale and she fell to the ground weakly, looking somewhat pitiful.

"Humph!"

Lu Luan slashed out a sword energy, but the sword light was shattered after only a short while, which shows how powerful this magic weapon is.

Of course, he still had some tricks of the Five Elements Sword Controlling Technique that he had not used, but they would require a large amount of true energy, otherwise he could have smashed it.

"This magic weapon is difficult to deal with."

Lu Luan's eyes were solemn, but after taking a glance at the witch, he had an idea in his mind.

"go with!"

With a thought, the other four swords immediately flew towards her.

As long as she is disturbed, this magic weapon will naturally not be so sharp in attack.

Sure enough, seeing the attack coming, the witch immediately put up a protective barrier to block the flying sword, and the bloody hand in the air also began to slow down.

"die!"

Lu Luan immediately used the Shadow Flow Technique and arrived in front of the witch in the blink of an eye. He slashed the barrier with his sword with all his strength.

Under the violent shock wave, a strong wind instantly blew up within dozens of feet around!

"puff!"

Hit by this violent power, the witch finally reached her limit. She spat out a mouthful of blood, her breath became chaotic, and she was blown away.