Chaotic Lightning Cultivation

Chapter 122: Late support

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Hongying also saw Xiaopang's thoughts and felt extremely satisfied. However, she really felt sorry for getting such a big bargain for nothing. Fortunately, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, Fengming Old Demon couldn't only have a spiritual treasure by his side. There must be other items. Of course, those items were far inferior to the Fengming Knife. The value must be astonishing. After all, it is the Yuanying cultivator’s family, so it will definitely not be poor.

Thinking of this, Hongying immediately suppressed his nausea and carefully examined Fengming Old Demon's body. Finally, he took off a black ring from his right hand. After wiping off the blood on it with a handkerchief, Hongying excitedly handed it to Xiaopang said: "Fat brother, the storage ring is of the highest quality. My dad's one is not as good as this. There must be countless good things in it, and they are all yours!"

"Haha, then I have to take a look!" Xiaopang was not polite and reached out to take it, using his spiritual sense to explore it and search it carefully.

As a result, Xiaopang discovered that there was a space of almost 300 feet in this storage ring, and there was indeed a lot of stuff inside. There are thousands of high-grade spiritual stones that are the size of a fist and possess powerful aura, tens of thousands of medium-grade spiritual stones, and low-grade spiritual stones piled up like mountains. There must be millions. As for other things, there are some materials for refining weapons, elixirs, and some finished elixirs.

After reading it, Xiaopang couldn't help but asked strangely: "It's strange, there are a lot of things in it, but there is no magic weapon. Didn't it mean that the old demon Fengming massacred hundreds of golden elixir monks and snatched several magic weapons? ? Why are they all gone?"

"Perhaps they have been used?" Hongying said with wide eyes: "Last time, Old Demon Fengming was ambushed by his father and mother in Xuantian Villa, and he blew up more than 200 magic weapons in one breath before escaping with his life. This The first time we saw him, he was already so seriously injured, and he had obviously been besieged. I guess he blew up all those magic weapons and used them to escape!"

"It's possible!" Xiaopang nodded, then his heart moved, and he hurriedly started to take out the things inside and put them into his own space.

Seeing him tossing back and forth, Hongying couldn't help but said strangely: "Fat brother, what are you doing?"

"Don't show off your wealth. The things here are worth tens of millions of spiritual stones. We can't let others know. I took out most of it and left only a little inside so that others can see it and they won't be too jealous!" Xiaopang explained while cleaning his hands constantly.

After hearing this, Hongying couldn't help but said strangely: "Fat brother, what if they find out? Do they still dare to rob me?"

"Oh, how should I put it?" Xiaopang looked at this little girl who was not very experienced in the world, and explained with a wry smile: "Maybe they don't know how to do it, but maybe there are people who are interested in making money. In short, what I do is tantamount to Nip it in the bud and save yourself trouble later, do you understand?"

"This, I understand!" Hong Ying was not stupid at all, and the little chubby one showed it through.

"As long as you understand!" Xiaopang smiled slightly, and worked hard to collect the stolen goods. In a short time, he got nine-tenths of the things into his own space, and all the rare materials and precious medicinal materials were not left behind. Take away, leaving only some common stuff.

Hongying watched Xiaopang fussing on the side, and gradually became suspicious in his heart, because there were too many things, and ordinary storage equipment could not fit them. But there was only a garbage storage bag on Xiaopang's body, and there was nothing else, but it contained a mountain of stuff. Anyone would be suspicious if he changed it. However, although Hongying was young, she was very sensible. Seeing that Xiaopang didn't want to say more, she understood that this was someone else's secret, so she was very obedient and didn't ask any more questions. She just played with the phoenix happily. Sound the knife.

Xiaopang spent a full two-quarters of an hour here before getting most of the things over. After finishing, he was about to speak, but suddenly he heard a sound like thunder in his ears, which made the top of the cave buzz, and gravel and dust fell.

"Tu Qiancheng, if you dare to touch my daughter, I will skin you and cramp you!" As soon as these huge words fell, three figures were like lightning, directly smashing through the waterfall outside, and rushed in with a huge whirlwind. In an instant, they arrived in front of Xiaopang and Hongying.

These people were obviously super masters, and they rushed in at full speed. Although they stopped immediately after entering, they brought strong wind and swept over like a 12-level typhoon. Even a person with a strong figure like Xiaopang was so shocked that he fell down on the spot, and then rolled all the way away, only to stop awkwardly when he hit the mountain wall.

However, although Xiaopang was in a terrible state, his image was not damaged at all. The psychic treasure Feng Ming Dao automatically appeared as a protector when the whirlwind hit. A golden sword light enveloped Hong Ying. The ferocious hurricane was easily cut open and could only be blown away from both sides. Hong Ying There will be no damage at all.

Hongying thought he was being attacked at first, so he hurriedly became alert. As a result, a closer look revealed that the four people in front of them were the three Nascent Soul monks from Xuantian Villa, the couple who headed the courtyard, and Taoist Huolong. As for the fourth person, he was a foundation-building monk in charge of this monster hunting operation. He looked extremely embarrassed at this time. He was basically being held in the hands of the commander. His face was pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He had obviously suffered a lot.

It turned out that after the guys who came with Hongying and Xiaopang were scared by the old demon Fengming to kill Qiancheng and fled, two of the foundation-building monks quickly crushed a talisman for help given by the lady in charge personally before the action. After all, her daughter was among this group of people. Although the place she came to was relatively safe, the possibility of an accident could not be ruled out. The lady in charge was worried about her daughter's safety, so she gave the two team leaders a magic talisman. If they were in danger, they would quickly crush the talisman.

After the talisman was crushed, a water mirror was formed, in which the face of the lady in charge was reflected. This turned out to be a high-level long-distance communication talisman that allowed both parties to communicate face-to-face even if they were tens of thousands of miles apart.

The two foundation-building monks were not in the mood to marvel at the magic of the talisman at that time, so they quickly told the lady in charge what had happened. As soon as the lady in charge heard the name of Fengming, the old demon Tu Qiancheng, her face turned pale with fright. When she heard that Hongying had not run out and was probably still in the cave, she almost fainted.

What happened next is easy to say. A burst of chaos suddenly broke out in the inner courtyard of Xuantian Villa. Then, the couple who headed the courtyard joined Taoist Huolong and rushed here together. In fact, they also sent the Flying Sword Letter asking for help to the Plum Blossom Goddess, but they did not expect that the Plum Blossom Goddess did not reply at all. She was obviously still in retreat. Although they lacked a strong support, the leader and his wife loved their daughter very much, and Taoist Huolong, as the elder of the sect, could not stay out of the matter, so the group rushed on anyway.

Considering the terrifying speed of the Nascent Soul cultivators, it only took them two or three moments to get here. However, the three of them didn't know the specific location of the cave after all, so they found the foundation-building monk first. The anxious leader directly carried him like a dead dog and asked him to lead the way, and the three of them arrived here smoothly.

"Mother!" When Hongying saw his mother coming, he immediately felt infinite grievance in his heart. He immediately put away the Fengming knife, threw himself into the arms of the lady in charge and started crying.

The couple in charge of the courtyard felt very sorry for their beloved daughter, and when they saw her crying so sadly, they were at a loss for words. The headmaster was upset, so he threw away the foundation-building monk in his hand and asked anxiously: "My dear, where are Tu Qiancheng and Xiaopangdun?"

"Where are they?" Hongying finally came to his senses and hurriedly pointed behind him.

When the three Nascent Soul cultivators followed Hong Ying's finger and took a look, they were all stunned! I saw that the old demon Feng Ming who had once tormented the entire world of cultivation to the point of no peace, was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud at this moment. It was obvious that he could not die anymore!

But Xiaopang was covered in dust and climbed up from the inside in a panic. Although his clothes were disheveled and he looked ugly, everyone could see that he had no injuries at all and was a complete, living person!

Seeing this scene, the three Yuanying monks looked at each other several times, no one could believe that this was true. A Yuanying-level old demon holding the psychic treasure Phoenix Ming Knife was in the same cave with two innate-level rookies. After a fight, it was the old demon who died. Can anyone believe this

The headmaster couldn't help but said with shock on his face, "Little Fatty, tell me, what's going on?"

Xiaopang rubbed his sore head, and then said with a wry smile: "Qi Report, the disciples and Junior Sister Hongying worked hard and finally killed the old demon Feng Ming, but they were almost killed by you. !”

When the Headmaster and others heard this, their old faces immediately turned red. Indeed, they were too much like Meng Lang when they first came in, which was why Xiaopang suffered so much. Fortunately, the little fat man had rough skin and thick flesh, as well as a body of steel and iron bones. If it were an ordinary monk, he would have broken at least a dozen bones in one blow.

"Hey, isn't that because I'm impatient!" the commander said a little embarrassed.

Taoist Huolong ignored this and asked directly: "Little fat man, you said you killed the old demon Fengming? Why do I not believe it? Just you? How did you kill a Nascent Soul monk?"

"Master Qi, uncle, if the old demon Fengming was in his prime, ten thousand disciples would definitely not be able to defeat him. But when he met us, he was so seriously injured that he even vomited blood even if he took a breath, so the disciples used this big copper bell After restraining him, he struggled twice before his injuries occurred and he died!"

"Is that so?" the lady in charge immediately asked her daughter out of curiosity.

"Yeah!" Hongying immediately nodded and said, "That's it!" Although she didn't know why Xiaopang lied, she still chose to support the man who stole her first kiss without hesitation.