The five-person faction does not look like practicing Taoist priests, but is closer to the gangsters.

However, after Xie Duanyang used his spiritual consciousness to explore back and forth, he also saw some clues.

Each of the five people still has one or two high-quality magic weapons.

But it is not the killing protection that he is familiar with, or the flying treasure.

In my own eyes, the effect is quite useless.

At this point, I have to mention the hardships of casual cultivation. Just getting the appropriate cultivation techniques requires a lot of effort and effort.

After finally achieving a small amount of success and accumulating a certain amount of wealth, as long as you still want to take a further step in the path of spiritual cultivation, rather than simply hang out in the world and enjoy wealth.

I definitely won’t spend it to buy any powerful offensive weapon.

The most cost-effective thing is to learn a craft.

It doesn’t take much, just have a few skills to cultivate spiritual plants and brew spiritual wine.

It can basically be self-sufficient, there is no shortage of spiritual stones, and it can be passed down to future generations.

In comparison, the art of alchemy and weapon refining, which costs a lot of money and has extremely low success rate, is not cost-effective.

Or, just buy an "internal refining" treasure that can cleanse the qi machine, nourish the body, and condense the spiritual energy.

It can make practicing a little easier.

Bit by bit, accumulated over time, it may be possible to determine whether you can break through the foundation building before the deadline.

As for the golden elixir, they don't even dare to hope for it.

However, for monks with excellent qualifications and good backgrounds in the sect, these are dispensable additions.

As for the condensed spiritual energy, nothing can compare with the rich spiritual energy of the sect’s spiritual veins.

Just swallowing a pill or spiritual fruit is equivalent to ten or two days of hard work.

After seeing through the basics of the five people, Xie Duanyang had a general understanding of their personalities and styles.

He should belong to the kind of casual cultivator who is more responsible, rather than a guy who is always motivated by wealth and kills people to seize treasures.

Those people will not use their hard-earned wealth to buy such things.

It must have been replaced by magical weapons and talismans that facilitate killing, to enhance one's own strength and attack other monks.

In this way, the other party's accumulation will naturally become one's own easily.

What's more, except for the mid-term monk, the auras of the other four people are considered pure, and there is no vicious and hateful aura.

Apparently there was no blood on his hands.

Although even if the other five people are all foundation-building monks, Xie Duanyang is content and not afraid.

But it’s always good if it can reduce the trouble.

Just when he was thinking about how to join them, he saw the most powerful old man with a gray beard suddenly tightened the reins, causing the spirit horse to stop and look around.

An iron chain flew out of the sleeve, the back half was wrapped around the arm, and the front half poked out, swinging from side to side following the old man's line of sight.

On his body, there was a ray of earthy yellow light flowing out at the same time.

However, Xie Duanyang can still feel that there is still a powerful energy dormant in his right sleeve.

Obviously, this is the opponent’s real trump card.

Although he still didn't care about this thing, the old man's reaction surprised him a little.

Although I just released the method of spiritual consciousness detection, it is a bit rough and not precise enough.

But it shouldn’t be discovered only in the middle stage of foundation building.

"It seems that those who can achieve foundation building among casual cultivators are indeed not ordinary people."

Xie Duanyang secretly sighed, generally speaking, with the qualifications of the Three Spiritual Roots, one can securely join the major sects in Tiannan, and at the worst, one can become an outer disciple.

Unless you are too old and miss the best opportunity to practice.

Therefore, although the casual cultivators are much weaker than the disciples of the sect, under this situation, the rogue cultivators who can still build the foundation will be screened out through the waves.

Those who are all born of luck and have extraordinary minds are generally better than the monks of the sect.

The old man is undoubtedly the backbone of the five people. Seeing his movements, the other four people reacted first and then later, but they all reacted quickly.

They stopped their horses one after another, or released magical weapons, or blessed spells and talismans, and surrounded the old man.

Based on the distance between the five people, you can easily see their relationship with each other.

The two foundation builders each occupy one place, and the three Qi Practitioners stand together in another place.

It's just that two of them are slightly more inclined to build two foundations.

The younger foundation-building monk holds a huge brush, pouring mana into it to stimulate aura.

At the same time, he held up several low-level spiritual talismans and formed a circle around him.

After doing this, he asked the gray-bearded old man in a low voice.

"Fellow Daoist Yao, what did you find?"

The old man didn't answer, he just released his spiritual consciousness and probed the area inch by inch.

He didn't find anything strange, but he was still worried, so he touched the horns on the head of the deer-like and horse-like spirit beast under his seat.

I saw the spirit beast's nose twitching, taking a few big gulps, and then shook its head at its owner.

The expression of the old man surnamed Yao returned to normal, and the Qi in his right sleeve calmed down.

"It's nothing, I just felt uneasy, so I cast a spell to detect it."

After touching the head of the spiritual beast, the old man turned back and said to the monk who wrote the pen with a smile.

"Although I am a beast with mediocre legs, I am the best at sensing spiritual energy and smelling body breath.

Since it didn't find anything weird, it just assumed that the old man was wrong."

Having said that, the old man did not put the iron cable away from the bottom of the car, but it was still wrapped around his left arm, ready to be used at any time.

Seeing all this in front of his eyes, young Zhuji looked slightly nervous.

"This place is less than a thousand miles away from the Lanhai Market, and more and more monks are appearing. It may not mean that fellow Taoists have misunderstood, but we still need to be extremely careful."

After a pause, he glanced at the three qi-training monks and said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"That being the case, we should speed up our pace next.

You three, don't be too picky about it, the magic talisman is not worth much, just give it to the horse."

Seeing that the foundation-building monks were all so cautious, the three qi-training monks felt nervous and responded in a hurry.

Take out the old talisman paper from the storage bag, and skillfully stick it on the horse's neck and limbs.

Their horses were obviously specially trained and were wearing talismans, and there was some commotion at first.

But after stretching and moving my body a few times and jogging for a while, I completely adapted and started running at a speed far exceeding the previous speed.

Although casual cultivators are in dire straits, it is still easy to find a few strong horses that can run eight hundred meters a day and six hundred meters a night.

Under the influence of the divine walking talisman, the burst speed is almost as fast as their own "Wind Control Technique" and "Light Body Technique".

Although this move is a bit extravagant for them, they can still clearly distinguish the severity.

In such a chaotic place, try to save as much as possible without using your own magic power.

In this way, when encountering any unexpected changes, you can have one or two more resilience.

Because of this incident, the team atmosphere was not as relaxed and harmonious as before.

The five of them didn't say a word, just hurried on.

With a compliment, Xie Duanyang jumped up and made an arc in the air, intersecting with the direction of the five people's advance.

After practicing for about a hundred miles in Wu, when I was completely relaxed and turned around the Daoshan Col, the two sides happened to run into each other diagonally.

Seeing the five people, Xie Duanyang's face changed slightly, and he suddenly moved more than ten feet away to distance himself.

He pressed his back against the cliff and observed several people with a wary face.

The aura in the middle stage of foundation building was released without any reservation, and he released the bronze bell to cover himself. At the same time, dozens or hundreds of fist-sized golden-winged bees flew out from behind, buzzing.

His reaction and look were the same as those of the five people opposite him.

The first- and intermediate-level black tiger also had its claws and arched back, and roared with a low, threatening roar.

The two sides looked up at each other without saying a word, and the air became quiet for a while.

In the end, it was the old man with the gray beard who spoke first.

After sensing Xie Duanyang's momentum, the old man was startled at first, and the iron rope flew out almost immediately.

But after seeing the bronze bell and the swarm of bees released by Xie Duanyang, his expression softened.

"May I ask if you are a fellow Taoist going to Lanhai Market?"

The old man surnamed Yao pointed at the swarm of bees behind Xie Duanyang, stroking his beard and laughing.
To be continued...