Pei Ling shook his head and said: "In that case, outsiders will see it at a glance, and the plan will be meaningless. You will use these six cages as three-headed wing wolves and yellow spring trees!"

Seeing Pei Ling's firm attitude, Mei Keqiu had no choice but to give up, and then at Pei Ling's urging, arranged for the motorcade to set off.

Soon, six cages covered with black cloth, each with a cart, filed out of the inn.

The legs pulling are like ghosts with the aura of practicing Qi. They are all in the shape of strong men. Their faces are pale, and their features are as hard as sculptures. Their upper bodies are naked, revealing their muscular chest and waist.

Suddenly, everything was surrounded by black mist.

There was a cold silence in their dark eyes. They grabbed the rope as thick as a child's arm, carried it on their shoulders, and pulled the cart away. The speed was no slower than that of a galloping horse.

The inn run by the owner of the village is located in the busiest place in the market.

At this moment, as soon as the motorcade left, it attracted attention from all directions.

Many monks were pointing and pointing, and even some monks who were setting up stalls by the roadside were not interested in doing business. They stood on their feet and rolled up their sleeves, looking this way.

Obviously, they all know what kind of goods Mei's fleet has and are very interested in it.

Although the traveling speed of the convoy is shockingly fast in ordinary terms, it is still very slow compared to the foundation building period.

Pei Ling took out the blood puppet sedan and followed behind.

Sensing the covetousness and greed in the eyes of everyone along the way, he rolled up the bead curtain of the blood puppet sedan, took out the nameplate, and hung it outside the blood puppet sedan.

The moment they saw the nameplate of the Chongming Sect, most of the monks' pupils suddenly shrank, and they subconsciously turned away, not daring to show the slightest concern to the motorcade.

In the Panya world, the nine major sects are the well-deserved absolute hegemons.

The few lunatics who dared to attack the nine major sects were all stripped of their skins, cramped, and even bruised and ashes, leaving no trace of their dead bodies!

As we all know, the only people who can fight against the disciples of the Nine Major Sects are other disciples of the Nine Major Sects.

After tens of thousands of years, there is no exception!

What's more, it is still within Fangshi, and there is a guarantor from the owner of Fangshi, a monk in the alchemy stage.

If you don't want to die, no one dares to mess around at this moment.

However, some brave monks couldn't help but take a sneak peek.

But his eyes did not fall on the six cages covered with black cloth, but on Pei Ling's blood puppet sedan.

Such ferocious-looking walking talismans are rare in Henglufang City.

Amidst the sound of the windlass, the convoy rolled through the streets of Fangshi. After a burst of smoke and clouds, Henglufang City, which was just inside it, was far away in the horizon for an instant.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, large tracts of reeds below are gently floating in the night wind, like a dark green wave.

There was no one around, except for the motorcade, which was suspended in the air.

Mei Keqiu immediately cast a spell, urging the ghost to leave quickly.

At the same time, in the Blood Puppet sedan, Dai Baishi's exclamation sounded in Pei Ling's ears: "The Pulse Master is full of wisdom and tricks, which are beyond our reach!"

Yan Yuming was not willing to lag behind, and then said: "That's right! Pulse Master's clever calculation, no one would have thought that the disciples sent by the Holy Sect to protect the goods would disguise themselves as the three-headed winged wolf and yellow spring wood that need protection!"

"Pulse Master, this is a good idea!" Jin Sumian also praised it.

Hearing the compliments from the three people, Pei Ling nodded slightly.

At this moment, Jin Sumian and three others each occupy an empty cage, and Yu Xuezhao is also in one of the iron cages.

Next, if the convoy is attacked, with the aid of the Qing Yao fox demon's illusion, even if the black cloth is lifted, the monks in the foundation building period will not be able to tell which iron cage seals are the three-headed wing wolf and Huang Quan.

Wood!

Moreover, the four of them and Yu Xuezhao were not sealed by any means.

In the event of an accident, the attacker will be caught off guard!

"Next, don't be careless. Ordinary casual cultivators are nothing to be afraid of." Thinking of this, Pei Ling sent a message to remind, "But be careful of people who are born to teach."

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At the same time, Henglufang City.

After seeing the excitement of Mei's motorcade, most of the monks quickly recovered and continued to do their own things.

It looks like the noise is still the same as before.

Three monks in white clothes and gold belts walked through the crowd with a leisurely expression.

Seeing this outfit, the faces of many monks suddenly changed as if they had been stung by a poisonous snake!

Immediately, they all turned away their eyes, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, not daring to express their anger.

The three monks were obviously used to such scenes and didn't take it seriously at all.

He walked into the inn quietly and asked the innkeeper with a smile: "Where are the people from Mei's motorcade?"

Although the shopkeeper is a member of the shop owner clan, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous at this moment, and said cautiously: "Replying to your Excellency... Replying to fellow Taoist, the Mei family's convoy has just left with the disciples of the Chongming Sect."

"Huh?" Among the three monks, the leader frowned slightly.

This man has bright eyebrows and a handsome appearance. He is dressed in a pure white robe with no lines, which is as long as the ground. He has a gold belt around his waist and is inlaid with several gems of different colors. He looks brilliant.

, nobility is natural.

His long hair was disheveled and he wore a golden forehead ring with a thumb-sized red gemstone embedded in the middle of the forehead ring.

The interior of this gemstone has extremely strange and complicated lines, like an extra pupil peering into the world with malicious intent.

Behind him, two fellow disciples stood on one left and one on the right, dressed exactly the same.

The person on the left is pale and slightly frail. Inlaid in the forehead ring is a jet-black gemstone, which also has strange and complicated lines inside, full of evil meaning.

On the right is a female cultivator. Her wide white robe cannot hide her graceful and graceful figure.

She has curved eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a beautiful nose and cherry lips. In terms of appearance, she is not particularly outstanding among the female cultivators. She can only be said to have a small beauty. However, her eyes are like spring water, which is indescribably moving.

He just glanced at a few male cultivators at random. Although his expression was still non-pretentious, it made people's mouth go dry for no reason.

This female cultivator’s forehead is not filled with a forehead ring, but a frown.

At the bottom of the pendant is a bright green gemstone, which complements its snow-skinned appearance, making it appear fairer and more delicate, like a new gardenia after the rain, smiling in the mountains.

Don't have a style.

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, the leading monk pondered for a moment and said to his two fellow disciples: "You're a step too late."

Then he asked, "Who is coming from Chongming Sect?"

The shopkeeper calmed down, lowered his head and said, "Fellow Taoist, I was busy in the back just now and didn't know anything about it."

It involves two major demon sects, and even if he has a monk in the alchemy stage as a backer, he doesn't dare to get involved.

Just now he saw a group of people from the Chongming Sect coming over. After he ordered someone to call out Mei Keqiu, he immediately left with an excuse. He didn't dare to show his face until he confirmed that these people had left Fangshi.

Now that the Tiansheng Cult wants to inquire about the situation of the Chongming Sect, how can the shopkeeper dare to say anything?

"You don't know?" The leading monk sighed slightly, suddenly reached out his hand and brushed it over the shopkeeper's face.
Chapter completed!