Chapter 315: Flying Dragon

Seeing that these two arrows were fierce, full of true essence, and extremely sharp, Liu Xiaolou hurriedly shouted: "Don't kill anyone!"

He knew too well what the consequences would be after forming a deadly feud with an orthodox sect. It was better not to form this feud if possible; there was no need.

The arrow light of this soft-armored cultivator vibrated slightly outward, and the fierce energy immediately dissipated, followed by a light tremor without any fireworks, brushing across Feng Yuanfa's back.

Feng Yuanfa rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The soft-armored cultivator retracted the double arrows, beckoned toward Feng Yuanfa's waist from the air, immediately collected Feng Yuanfa's purse, probed it slightly, and cursed: "Poor ghost!"

Feng Yuanfa was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but he didn't have a storage artifact on him. It was truly speechless.

Liu Xiaolou also packed up everything from the remaining four Qingyuan Sect people and sent them into the Qiankun bag, and the two looked at each other and continued to flee east together.

Fleeing until more than ten miles to the east, the two gradually stopped their steps.

Looking back at the road they came from, they could no longer see half the shadow of Qingyuan Mountain.

At this time, the sky was already bright. The two looked at each other. Liu Xiaolou was still wearing a bamboo hat and a face mask, and the soft-armored cultivator was still wearing a soft armor of unclear material, whose color changed at any time. Although he did not wear a bamboo hat, hat, etc., the soft armor extended upward, also covering most of his face below the bridge of his nose.

The feud formed by the life-and-death battle just now had faded a lot because of joining forces to deal with the Qingyuan Sect's encirclement and suppression, but the two still guarded against each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

After a while, the other party finally spoke: "That was Bi Daoming of the Qingyuan Sect. He is not well-known in the sect. It is said that he has been in Golden Core for less than two years, but Golden Core is Golden Core, powerful!"

"The one on the hillside last night?"

"Not bad, the guy who patrolled the mountain with divine sense. I heard that his cultivation time is shorter than mine, but he reached Golden Core long ago. That divine sense is truly amazing."

Liu Xiaolou nodded silently. It was indeed amazing. After his Foundation Establishment, his divine sense coverage range was about ten zhang. Bi Daoming on the hillside last night was at least one hundred and fifty zhang away from him, yet his divine sense could still sweep over, "staring" at him until he didn't dare to move. If he didn't have the Hidden Form Jade Pendant, he might have been discovered. Recalling it until now, he was still sweating coldly.

"Brother should be much younger than me, right? Truly blue out of blue, and also equally amazing." The soft-armored cultivator said again.

This sentence was obviously intended to ease the tense atmosphere between the two.

Liu Xiaolou did not want to fight with him anymore. Such a mid-stage Foundation Establishment, or a person close to mid-stage Foundation Establishment, and with a heaven-defying soft armor, was truly difficult to deal with. There was no need to deepen the feud.

But some words had to be said. It couldn't be that the other party said fight, then fight, said make peace, then make peace.

"Yesterday, why did you take action against me?" Liu Xiaolou asked.

"Something I have been watching for a long time is on you." The other party answered.

Liu Xiaolou asked: "Who were you watching?"

The other party did not answer directly, but introduced himself: "Since we don't fight, we don't know each other. I am from Chuanxi, Daoist name Flying Dragon. How should I address you, brother?"

Liu Xiaolou answered: "Li Mu, formerly of the Pai Sect, out mixing on my own."

Flying Dragon said: "Brother Li Mu, can you tell me, when you looted in Zhenyang Gorge, who exactly did you loot?"

Liu Xiaolou said: "Whatever you want to take back from whom, please say it directly!"

Flying Dragon said: "Since Brother Li Mu asked, I will believe for the time being that our goals are not the same... In this way, can you give me the things on those two Qi Refinement Perfection outer sect disciples of the Qingyuan Sect? I will exchange them with the things on that inner sect Foundation Establishment disciple just now. His name is Feng Yuanfa. There are twelve spirit stones in his purse, and a Spirit Rhinoceros Inkstone, which is a high-level artifact, worth at least two hundred spirit stones!"

Liu Xiaolou asked: "Did you sneak attack me for the things on two Qi Refinement people?"

Flying Dragon sighed: "These are things people want. Whether it is worth it or not is their business, and it has nothing to do with you or me. Brother Li Mu, don't you think so?"

Liu Xiaolou nodded, then searched for the items seized from the two Qingyuan Sect outer sect disciples in the Qiankun bag to see if there was anything tricky.

The most valuable were two mid-level artifacts. The Qingyuan Sect was famous for calligraphy, and the artifacts of these two outer sect disciples were also similar, an amber-inlaid gold ruler and an inkstone. In Liu Xiaolou's eyes, they could be sold for less than seventy spirit stones in the market.

Then there was a pile of spirit elixirs. He had robbed a batch of people at that time. It was easy to distinguish whose artifacts were whose, but it was difficult for spirit elixirs. So he opened them bottle by bottle and checked them one by one.

These spirit elixirs were ordinary goods for treating internal injuries, external injuries, and repairing meridians, and the level of the elixir refiner was obviously not as good as Tianmu Mountain. They smelled worse than similar spirit elixirs from Tianmu Mountain.

After all, Tianmu Mountain was a specialized elixir sect, and he had never heard of any famous elixir sect in this Lingnan area.

After checking after opening the bottle cap, Liu Xiaolou noticed that in three bottles of spirit elixirs, there was a jade pendant the size of a fingernail. After checking with divine sense, they were the elixir formulas for three kinds of spirit elixirs.

The one for treating internal injuries was called Zhixiang Pill, the one for treating external injuries was called Leopard Fetus Pill, and the one for repairing meridians was called Pulse Protection Pill.

This way of recording elixir formulas and cultivation techniques with jade pendants was mostly seen in ancient methods. It seemed that these three elixir formulas should be original formulas. Just for this point, Liu Xiaolou felt that they were very precious things.

So he tested: "It's nothing more than the artifacts they used, spirit elixirs, gold and silver, etc. It doesn't look like much. Are you really going to exchange?"

Flying Dragon said: "These are things people want. Whether it is worth it or not is their business, and it has nothing to do with you or me. Brother Li Mu, don't you think so?"

Liu Xiaolou nodded, took out the amber-inlaid gold ruler and inkstone, and chose four bottles of spirit elixirs of unknown origin, piling them up: "There are no storage artifacts, so this is all. Will you count them?"

Flying Dragon checked these two artifacts over and over again, and opened the four elixir bottles to sniff constantly, seemingly remembering something, and asked: "No spirit stones? Gold and silver?"

Liu Xiaolou simply checked the purses of the two people. There were eight spirit stones and more than twenty taels of broken gold and silver in total. He didn't find anything unusual, so he took them all out and threw them over: "There are no storage artifacts. If I remember correctly, these two purses are theirs, and the spirit stones and gold and silver inside have not been moved." ===== CHAPTER 316 =====