Chapter 121: Thunder and Lightning Immortal? Ever since the disappearance of the Yang family, the market for independent cultivators in Qingshi County has been getting worse year by year. The evil cultivators came to harass, public security deteriorated, and the business environment plummeted. The once fair, just, harmonious and transparent No. 1 market for independent cultivators is gone, but occasionally independent cultivators still stay here and exchange information, but there is a hint of caution in everyone's expressions. "Why isn't the Treasure Pavilion in the county open recently? There's nowhere to go to buy some spiritual rice." A casual cultivator wearing a hat asked in the teahouse. "Don't mention it. It was all caused by those demonic cultivators! They robbed the transport team from the headquarters of the Treasure Pavilion and trained the entire family of the shopkeeper into the soul flag. It was so miserable." "What should I do? My family has run out of food. If I don't eat spiritual rice, my realm will not be stable." "Recently, the situation is tense, the demons are getting more and more arrogant, and it's hard to sow seeds in spiritual fields. Everyone is storing spiritual food, and no one is selling it. The Treasure Pavilion probably won't risk doing business here again. If you want, you can go to Yulong County, where the Law Department is protecting you, and the Treasure Pavilion can still operate normally." Listening to the advice given by the monk next to him, the monk with the hat lowered his voice and whispered: "Do you have any extra food at home? Can you lend me some for emergency?"

"You are so rude! Why should I lend it to you to eat? It's unreasonable!" The casual cultivator walked away in anger after hearing this. "That's right! I was kind enough to give you advice, but you are so shameless." “You have to know yourself.” "What an impudent fellow!" Other casual cultivators also blamed the cultivator wearing the hat. After all, most of the casual cultivators who were still drinking tea in Yang's Teahouse had good character. They were still hoping that the head of the Yang family would come back one day. This teahouse is maintained spontaneously by independent practitioners. They have been doing this not for making money, but just to leave a memory. After hearing this, the hooded cultivator was not angry, but raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "What if I insist you borrow it?" A pair of bloody hands stretched out from the ground and grabbed the wandering cultivator who was leaving in a huff. "Demon cultivator! He is a demon cultivator!" The casual cultivators were horrified! He was just a small casual cultivator in the fetal breathing period, with low strength and no ability to resist at all. Seeing this, the other wandering cultivators started running without saying a word. Pfft!Pfft! Pairs of bloody hands emerged from the ground, and the entire first floor of the teahouse turned into a sea of ​​blood. Countless bloody hands were floating in it, grabbing every monk. "Hehehe~ Being together is fate. I want to keep this fate with you fellow Taoists. Do you have any objections?" "Damn it! It's a high-level Qi-refining demon cultivator! I can't escape!" The most powerful person among the cultivators shouted loudly. "How dare you come to Qingshi County and act wildly! Aren't you afraid that the Thunder Immortal Master will take you in?" "Yes! Thunder Immortal Venerable has come to our Qingshi County many times! If you dare to show your magic power here, you are dead!" "The Thunder Immortal will kill you like a dog!"

"Shut up!" The evil cultivator took off his hat, revealing a burnt face. His hands trembled slightly, and the bloody hands underground tightly grasped the ankles of these casual cultivators, making a crackling sound. "Thunder Immortal? Haha~ He is just a coward. He can't even protect himself at this moment, and you still want him to save you? Wishful thinking, you will all become puppets in my blood pool!" The hands in the blood pool grabbed these wandering cultivators fiercely and tried to drag them into the blood pool. "You are the Blood Hand Taoist under the Blood Banner Demon Lord! How come you are here!" One of the wandering cultivators recognized this demon cultivator. "Hehehe~ It's your honor to die in my hands." "You deserve to die! The fat and thin Taoists died in Qingshi County. Are you going to follow their example?" The casual cultivators shouted in a fierce manner! They tried various methods, but to no avail. The magic of this Blood Hand Taoist was extremely powerful. "Humph! My brothers are just missing. Who said they are dead? You are the one who is going to die!" When the Blood Hand Taoist heard the story of the Fat and Thin Taoist, he felt as if his reverse scale was touched. His face became ferocious and fierce, and he wanted to eat all the wandering cultivators. At this moment, a voice came from the door. "Boring! How boring! After becoming the Patriarch of the Yang Family, there is no more coffee to drink." An old beggar leaned against the door and sighed. "Who are you!?" The Blood Hand Taoist was startled. He didn't even notice when this old beggar came. His cultivation must be higher than his. He is currently at the ninth level of Qi training and is only one step away from great perfection. After absorbing all these casual cultivators, he will have a chance to break through. "Put these people down, and I, the old beggar, will give you a decent one." "Let me give you an undignified one! Blood Demon Arm!" The Blood Hand Taoist took the initiative. A huge arm emerged from the ground and he held a bloody fist as big as a sandbag and smashed towards the old beggar. "Let me borrow your drink so I can draw my sword and destroy the demons!" Whoosh! The old beggar pulled out a peach wood sword from his arms, and a silver sword energy gushed out. The blood demon's arm was cut into eight pieces, and turned into a piece of minced meat that fell into the blood pool. "The Great Perfection of Qi Training!" Blood Hand immediately understood the opponent's strength, but he did not retreat. Instead, he continued to use the Blood Soul Valley's magic to attack. The old beggar resolved them one by one, and continued to send sword energy to Blood Hand Taoist, beating him so hard that blood gushed out of his body. "it is good!" "Excellent swordsmanship, senior!" "Senior, kill this demon cultivator and save us!" But Blood Hand’s martial arts has a very strong recovery ability, and he becomes more and more courageous as the battle goes on! The old beggar's swordsmanship is also extremely skillful, and his cultivation of Qigong has made him even more superior to the Blood Hand Taoist. He has been suppressing him, and it is only a matter of time before he wins this fight. The bloody hand had a crazy look on his face, he didn't dodge or give way, and fought to the death! "wrong!"

The old beggar's years of experience as a wanderer made him feel something was not right, and he suddenly jumped up. call! A black wind swept in from behind, and the evil spirit knocked the old beggar away. Dozens of souls pounced on him and bit him madly. "break!" The old beggar's body was filled with sword energy, and all the ghosts died. "Hehehe~ How dare you, old beggar, meddle in the affairs of our Blood Soul Valley? Then you should stay here with your old bones." Another demon cultivator came out holding a soul-calling banner. He is actually at the same level of Qi training perfection as the old beggar! "Damn it! So insidious." When the two demon cultivators attacked, the old beggar was no match at all and was soon beaten to the point of spitting blood. The faces of those trapped cultivators were filled with despair. "It's over." “There’s really no hope now.” "Unless the Thunder Immortal arrives." boom! A figure emerged from the ground and stabbed the Blood Hand Taoist with a lightning sword. The magic weapon on his body exploded instantly, and the talismans all over his body were also pierced by the lightning. puff! The Blood Hand Taoist was stabbed through the heart by a sword! Lightning flashed all over his body and he instantly turned into a charred corpse. The other demon cultivator was shocked when he saw this. "Thunder Immortal!" Then he stepped on the soul-summoning banner and ran away quickly! Yang Shi stomped hard on the ground. Magical power: Earthquake waves! Rumble! An extremely strong wave swept over the demon cultivator from the ground, instantly freezing him in place. Yang Shi threw out the thunder sword. puff! All the magic weapons of the demon cultivator who had reached the great perfection of Qi training exploded, and he was nailed to the wall, turning into a charred ball. "Old senior, I will give you your life back." The old beggar helped Yang Shi stand up and asked in confusion: "Daoyou, are you acquainted with me?" "Haha~" Now in disguise, Yang Shi smiled and said nothing more. He turned around and bowed to the wandering cultivators in the shop. "Do you know where the Thunder Immortal Lord you just mentioned is?"

The scattered cultivators: “?” Last night I thought about writing 3 chapters all night, but I forced myself to keep writing despite being sleepy. The more I wrote, the worse it got. In the end, it was a huge lump of shit, which was hard for me to swallow, so I deleted it all. I will continue writing today. I owe +2 chapters, so I owe 5 chapters in total. I will return them as soon as possible.   (End of this chapter)