Seeking Immortality In The World Of Cultivation

In the blink of an eye, it landed right in front of He Song.

Releasing a hint of his own aura, the sound-transmitting paper crane in front of He Song turned instantly into a piece of white paper.

He unfolded it.

“Fellow Daoist, this matter started because of me, and your aftermath is my part.”

“I thought it would be okay to deal with it later, but I didn’t expect you to have already found out about Chen Zhou’s details.”

“That Chen Zhou is ill-tempered, bullying the weak and extorting spirit stones on weekdays. He is nothing but evil, a great sinner, and absolutely a harmful horse to the team.”

“Your uncovering is indeed a great achievement.”

“I have removed Chen Zhou’s name from the spiritual plant farmers and made a plea for you.”

“With this merit, you should be rewarded by the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, and the reward will be personally delivered by me.”

“Zhao Lin.”

In his letter, Zhao Lin didn’t mention why he wants benefits for He Song, or that He Song wants to deal with Chen Zhou.

Instead, having removed Chen Zhou’s name from the spiritual plant farmers, and saying that Chen Zhou is unforgivably guilty, he would make a plea to He Song once Chen’s guilt was revealed.

This operation was simply classic.

After reading it, He Song couldn’t help but smile.

Even Wei Fan, who was angrily reacting to Chen Zhou’s actions, looked strange when he accidentally glanced at it.

This Zhao Lin.

As long as it is within his authority, he dares to seek benefits for his friends.

“This Daoist is indeed an interesting person.”

Wei Fan looked strangely appreciative, speaking in a soft voice.

He also once wanted to help He Song save some spirit stones, relying on his own position to provide He Song with benefits. But he never thought.

Zhao Lin did even more excessively than him.

He only exempted He Song from nearly half a month’s rent.

Zhao Lin on the other hand.

Not only helped He Song handle the spirit field affairs, but also provided cover for He Song when he wanted to kill someone, and even pleaded for him.

This…

It was obvious that there was a conflict between the two sides, and one side wanted to eliminate the root cause to avoid future troubles.

In Zhao Lin’s place, it turned into He Song’s wise and clear eyes, detecting that Chen Zhou’s character was extremely bad, and cleaning the tumor for the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was involved in this incident, Wei Fan might have believed Zhao Lin’s words.

“This Daoist friend has known me for more than three years, and is a network that Lao Meng entrusted me with before he left. When Lao Meng returns, perhaps we can add him to our gathering and have one more person.”

Seeing Wei Fan’s interest in Zhao Lin, He Song, who had long considered Zhao Lin a part of his circle, quickly explained.

A person, if he is a friend with any one of three people, can confirm his character.

If he is friends with two of the three people, there will be no obstacle to joining the small circle.

He Song, Wei Fan, Meng Guan.

The three of them have known each other for many years and understand each other’s temperament.

People recognized by two of them will naturally not have character problems.

“However, speaking of Lao Meng, has Lao Meng passed you a paper crane message recently?” Halfway through, He Song thought of Meng Guan, and hurriedly asked another question.

He Song hadn’t seen Meng Guan for a long time.

Three years ago, Meng Guan sent He Song and Wei Fan a sound-transmitting paper crane each, and then there was no more news until now.

He Song and Wei Fan tried to contact him, but there was always no response to their sound-transmitting paper cranes.

The two were desperate but could do nothing.

The Red Spirit Gold Mine was too dangerous, and they didn’t dare to go and investigate with their current abilities.

They could only worry in their hearts.bender

“Let’s discuss adding new people to the group after Lao Meng returns, and Lao

Meng hasn’t given me any sound-transmitting paper cranes either. But wait, I’ll let those below chase Chen Zhou out of the Immortal Pavilion.” Shaking his head, Wei Fan said, and then released a sound-transmitting paper crane.

He, Wei Fan, is not a powerless person.

As a steward of the Spirit Construction Pavilion and a Qi-refining late stage cultivator, his power is enormous.

The Spirit Construction Pavilion is established to manage all buildings in the Immortal Pavilion.

Being a steward in such a real authority department, driving a loose cultivator out of the Immortal Pavilion is just a matter of a word for him.

Now.

Since Chen Zhou has been removed from the spiritual plant farmers by Zhao Lin, it means he is now a loose cultivator.

The simplest way to deal with a loose cultivator is to drive him out of the Immortal Pavilion and then kill him with one hit.

As a late stage Qi-refiner, Wei Fan, who drastically enhanced his battle capacity three years ago, had an easy time dealing with a fourth-tier Qi-refining practitioner.

Chen Zhou may be a loose cultivator, but he is only a Qi-refining mid stage practitioner who has just broken through the fourth tier.

In the face of a late Qi Refining stage cultivator with finely tuned Artifacts, abundant spirit amulets, and proficient spells, there is almost no resistance.

“Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment while I fetch the scoundrel’s head.” After releasing the sound-transmitting paper crane, Wei Fan smiled slightly at He Song and quickly rushed out of the small courtyard.

Looking at his excited spirit, it seemed that he hadn’t taken any action for a long time and was a bit restless.

However, just as he was about to step out of the yard.

The voice of He Song sounded behind him.

“Wei friends, we don’t need the head, remember to burn it to ashes afterwards!”

Wei Fan’s figure visibly paused, then rushed out towards the courtyard at an even faster speed.

At the same time, a voice followed.

“Alright, I’ll bring you some ashes when I’m done burning.”

So, Wei Fan’s figure disappeared into the courtyard, heading towards the position where Chen Zhou’s house was.

Within the small courtyard.

Watching Wei Fan’s figure disappear from his sight, He Song was speechless in his heart, but after thinking about it, he didn’t refuse. Burn the body after killing, and crush and scatter the ashes.

This should no longer bring any troubles.

Even if Chen Zhou has friends outside, they probably can’t track him down.

In addition, burning the body and scattering the ashes could also prevent Chen Zhou from playing dead or feigning death and escaping.

Even if he really dies, he won’t become a zombie monster.

The body was burned and the bones were crushed and scattered, everything would dissipate.

Chen Zhou will completely disappear from this world.

After thinking about it, He Song forcibly resisted the idea of going with Wei Fan to destroy the corpse and eliminate his traces.

Outside the Immortal Pavilion, the situation was still too dangerous for He Song at the moment.

His cultivation had reached the Qi-refining mid stage, and he had not learned any offensive or defensive skills, his magic-fighting ability was almost zero.

Under such circumstances, if he encountered an enemy, he would probably have to hide behind Wei Fan.

This is not what He Song wanted.

“Wait until I’ve learned some offensive and defensive skills, then pair them with offensive and defensive Artifacts, prepare some high-grade spirit amulets, and then leave the Immortal Pavilion.”

In Wei Fan’s small courtyard, He Song was silently considering the things he needed to prepare.

At this point, He Song’s cultivation has reached the Qi-refining mid stage, and he will have at least ninety spirit stones a year.

This is much richer than the Qi Refining Early Stage.

As long as some time was saved, He Song felt that the things he had just thought about could certainly be gathered.

After all, the thing about time.

He never lacked it..