one year later.

In the hinterland of Liang Kingdom, in the jungle in the north of Fox Valley.

Phew! Phew!

A heavy-backed man in strong clothing was panting, holding a hidden breath charm and hiding among the dense branches and leaves.

"Chiffon! No need to struggle pointlessly!"

"According to the sect's recruitment order, a wanted person like you can go to the front line to atone for his crimes. If you are lucky, make military exploits and get rewards, it will be a blessing in disguise."

From above the jungle, the voices of a man and a woman came.

They were two monks from the sect, wearing gold-plated black robes and holding magic weapons on their feet, walking back and forth, their sharp eyes fixed on the movements in the jungle.

Qi Fengmian remained silent and silently took two pills.

His hair was burnt black and messy, and his body was stained in many places. He endured the pain and dealt with the fractures in his ribs.

"Chifeng, if you don't come out, don't blame us for setting fire to the forest."

Two sect monks, a man and a woman, looked at each other with impatient expressions on their faces, but they did not rush into the jungle.

Qi Feng is at the eighth level of Qi Refining. His cultivation level is similar to that of the two of them. He is rich in practical combat. He is also a worldly martial arts master, and his fighting ability is beyond ordinary casual cultivators.

Phew! Phew!

Several fireballs fell from the sky, flames spread in the jungle, and thick smoke billowed.

There was a sound of "Peng".

There was a crash somewhere in the jungle, and accompanied by abnormal mana fluctuations, a big tree fell down.

"Position exposed!"

The sect's female cultivator's eyes lit up, and she and her companions surrounded him from both sides, slowly approaching the position.

"No, I was fooled!"

Using a magic weapon to cut off the branches and leaves in that area, the expressions of both of them changed.

There was only a mutilated humanoid puppet on the spot, which was crushed by trees.

At the further end of the jungle.

Whoosh!

A strong and burly figure ran for a distance under the cover of thick smoke, then stepped on a black sword weapon and flew away through the air.

"Chase!"

The two sect monks hurriedly changed direction, but were affected by the black smoke in the sky and were unable to catch them immediately.

"Chiffon! Why are you so stubborn? Are you going to be a fugitive all your life, living under a dark, smelly ditch?"

The female cultivator from the sect scolded.

"Guarding the border of Liang Kingdom and committing meritorious service is a chance for a new life given to you by the mercy of the sect!"

"Dedicate one's crime to meritorious deeds?"

Qi Feng had a sneer on his face and sneered. Regardless of his injuries, his mana surged crazily and he escaped even faster.

He had read history books in the mortal world and learned that criminals in the past dynasties often went to the front line as death squads and served as cannon fodder.

What is the essential difference between the Liang sect and the ordinary dynasty when they resisted the invasion of neighboring countries and forcibly recruited wanted criminals?

The most important thing is that he did not commit any crime at all.

He was wronged!

"I'm injured. With my current mana, I can't run very far. Once I encounter other inspectors from the sect..."

After flying a hundred miles, Qi Feng felt a dull pain all over his body and his face was filled with bitterness.

He couldn't help but recall the map of Liang Kingdom in his mind, looking for opportunities to escape in the surrounding areas.

"Fox Valley, to the northeast is Huanglong Fairy City. To the northwest is..."

In the blink of an eye, Qi Feng was awakened by a familiar geographical location, with a mixture of joy and sorrow on his face.

"Aunt Guan! Qi Feng is incompetent, I'm afraid I will go against your wishes."

Qifeng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth resolutely, and slightly adjusted the direction of his flight.

Aunt Guan once told me not to see that person unless absolutely necessary.

If Aunt Guan dies one day, Qifeng can take her urn to that place and bury her.

…

"Haha! That thief has little magic power!"

An hour later, the two sect qi-training monks gradually closed the distance.

At this time, a mountain range shrouded in clouds and mist appeared in front of us.

Qi Feng took control of the magical weapon and staggered into it.

"Senior Brother Yue, the thief escaped into Wuqi Mountain."

The female cultivator from the sect was stunned for a moment and said.

"Wu Qi Mountain? That is the spiritual place of our Golden Cloud Valley! Let the monks on the mountain cooperate with law enforcement and hand over the traitors. Otherwise..."

Senior Brother Yue suddenly thought of something and swallowed the rest of his words.

"Go in and take a look first, it's enough for us to do it ourselves."

Senior Brother Yue, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, was the first to pass through the fog and enter the mountains.

Inside Wuqi Mountain.

The two quickly caught Qifeng's figure, who was struggling to fly to a relatively low and flat main peak.

suddenly!

Qi Feng seemed to have hit an invisible wall of wind, his body staggered, and he immediately rolled and fell halfway up the main peak.

Senior Brother Yue laughed, speeded up, and prepared to capture the target.

It's only close to a hundred feet.

The expressions of the two sect monks changed simultaneously, and the body of the flying weapon was shocked.

"This is……"

They felt a powerful spiritual pressure, accompanied by the restless spiritual energy fluctuations of heaven and earth, surging from that mountain peak.

In the face of the rising spiritual pressure, they were like a small boat in the huge waves. If they were not careful, they would fall into a place of no return.

"Mana fluctuations during the foundation building period! It seems to be in the final stage of breakthrough!"

"This spiritual pressure has caught up with Master Dongmen! Could it be that he is newly promoted to the late stage of foundation building!"

Two sect monks, a man and a woman, felt deeply pressured and fearful, and did not dare to approach easily.

I was afraid of disturbing the foundation-building master who was promoted in seclusion.

If they were ordinary foundation-building casual cultivators, the two of them wouldn't be like this.

But the monks in the later stage of foundation building are rare and powerful people in the world of immortal cultivation in Liang Kingdom, and can even overwhelm several immortal cultivation families.

Moreover, this is the famous Wuqi Mountain. The three peak masters are extremely powerful, intimidating the surrounding gangsters, and have quite a background.

…

"Senior Brother Yue, it seems that the thief fell to Little Turtle Peak, which is the dojo of the 'Turtle Talisman Master'."

The sect female cultivator lowered her voice.

"How do you know?"

As soon as Senior Brother Yue finished speaking, he saw a big green turtle with blue water light flying down from the top of Wuqi Mountain.

"Second-level spirit turtle?"

"Could it be the rumored Black Water Turtle?"

Under the watchful eyes of the two.

The big dark green turtle flew halfway up the mountain and caught Qifeng, who was hanging half of his body on the mountain wall.

"Are you a Xuan Shui Turtle?"

Qi Feng was overjoyed. He sat on the back of a large turtle and flew smoothly to the top of the mountain, facing the mountain breeze and the spiritual pressure from the late stage of foundation building.

The second-order spirit turtle in front of me is larger than what Aunt Guan described, and its shell is at least one foot and eighty feet wide.

He looked back behind him.

The man and woman were watching from a distance, with complicated expressions, not daring to take a step beyond the bounds.

Qi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and his long-pressed heart became excited and full of admiration for the long-famous ancestor on the mountain.
To be continued...