Chapter 170 The killer is coming!
Keeping vigil is a ritual of Tianjian Sect to worship their ancestors.

It is said that the ancestral mausoleum is filled with the spirits of former heroes of the Tianjian Sect, who were once powerful and influential. Even if they are dead, their disciples who want to go and obtain the scriptures must show them the minimum respect.

Keeping vigil represents the sincerity of the younger disciples and their original intention of practicing Taoism.

As soon as the sky gets light, the ancestor worship ceremony officially begins, and everyone will walk across the grassland and enter the ancestral tomb.

There were not many monks, only a little over a hundred, and they huddled together in front of the campfire, chatting and laughing.

Chen Lang observed the surroundings for a moment, then reached out and put on the human skin mask. He threw out a talisman that could help him escape underground, and with the wind blowing, he appeared on a hilltop.

"who!"

The Jindan killer who was waiting nearby was startled.

"it's me."

Chen Lang said: "Are you ready?"

"No problem." The Jindan killer also looked around. These were all ordinary foundation-building cultivators. There were no Jindan cultivators like him.

To him, this is like a wolf among a flock of sheep. Even if they have great abilities, they cannot escape his clutches.

"Just a reminder."

Chen Lang said: "I have fought with them before. Some of them are quite powerful, perhaps above the late stage of foundation building. They are not a problem for you, but once they join forces, they may pose a threat to you.

Besides, I don't know if there are any elders in the Tianjian Sect who can take charge and provide emergency care, so you'd better make a quick decision."

He observed that those who came for this trial were all disciples and were not accompanied by elders. Of course, they might also be waiting in the ancestral temple.

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."

The Jindan Killer took out his sword, which was frosted all over and had a dark black color, and did not reflect any light in the moonlight.

Then he put on a hat and a mask, leaving only his eyes exposed, and his whole body seemed to blend into the night.

Finally, a few darts and various talismans were inserted on the left and right sides of the waist and tied with a belt.

Chen Lang was quite satisfied, he felt like a killer.

"Don't kill women with long hair, right?" The killer was about to leave.

"No, just do whatever you want."

The killer made an "OK" gesture, then walked down the hillside and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Lang also went down the mountain. Family members? They were just family members after all. He wanted to see whether these people's "means beyond foundation building" were better or the genuine golden elixir masters he invited were better.

“It’s better not to kill them all.” His main worry was that after they were all killed, the Tianjian Sect would inevitably be alarmed. In that case, would the ancestor worship ceremony suddenly end?

If it is terminated, the Tianjian Sect will be on guard next time, and that will be difficult.

But there is no use thinking too much, just take one step at a time.

Chen Lang quietly returned to the crowd. The bonfire was bright, and many disciples were still chatting and laughing. The killer might still be preparing, waiting for an opportunity.

Just as he was watching, there was sudden movement in the distance.

A bonfire exploded, sparks flew, and screams were heard.

"who!"

The voice sounded familiar, and then a golden incense burner flew into the sky and quickly enlarged, and Chen Lang recognized it.

There were a few crisp clanging sounds, metal collisions accompanied by sparks, and then the Fengming furnace flew away and fell into the hands of a man in black.

"There's a killer!"

Next to Lu Youzhi, a disciple turned pale and screamed in shock.

The other disciples looked over and noticed that a monk wrapped in black was standing next to the fire, holding the Fengming furnace in one hand and a black sword in the other. The firelight reflected on him and he was looming in the darkness.

"Hey, there really is something good."

The man in black spoke in a hoarse voice. He simply operated it twice and quickly mastered the Fengming furnace. He looked at the others and said, "Are there any other good things? If not, I will start killing."

He was very satisfied. This incense burner was obviously a golden elixir-level magic weapon. It had the fragrance of elixir and might be an alchemy furnace.

I’m already lucky enough to get this treasure today!
The man in black became more energetic and released his aura without reservation. With a bang, the air wave rolled and all the bonfires shook violently. Then all the disciples realized that this was a Jindan stage master!

"Jindan Killer!" Suddenly, there was chaos in the vicinity and many disciples retreated.

"I have something good."

A cultivator walked out, with silver hair draped over his shoulders and carrying a Zen staff. It was Wuya, who had fought with Chen Lang during the day and the last disciple of the elder of Qingguan.

He had a calm expression, looking at the Jindan killer in front of him with a playful smile on his face.

"Is it the one in your hand? You are very well behaved. I will make your death easier." The man in black said. "It is the one in your hand." Wu Ya nodded, "Come and take it."

“Okay.” The man in black enlarged the Fengming furnace, lifted one foot, and smashed it towards Wuya. The whistling sound of wind poured into the furnace, as if a mountain was pressing down on one’s head.

Wu Ya simply raised the wooden Zen staff and held it in front of him.

"when!"

A golden barrier appeared ten feet in front of Wu Ya and bounced the Fengming furnace away. The huge force made the man in black take two steps back and exclaimed in surprise.

"Another golden elixir magic weapon?" The black-clothed killer was not surprised but happy.

He didn't use much true energy just now, but the brute force of the Jindan stage is not something a foundation-building cultivator can withstand.

"The eyesight is good, but not great." Wu Ya nodded, "After all, this is the first time I've seen an assassin come to kill the Night's Watch in all these years."

"Ah!"

The man in black sneered. He didn't care about whether they were on guard or not. He only knew that everyone here was a foundation-building cultivator, and they were all ants!
He didn't say much, picked up the Fengming Furnace, turned around and smashed it towards the others, preparing to deal with the others first and then deal with this one.

This time he swung his sword directly, and the sharp sword energy swept in all directions.

You have a golden elixir magic weapon, do they have one too?

The sword light was blazing, and he exploded with 70% to 80% of his strength. Not to mention the cultivators in the early and middle stages of foundation building, even those in the perfect stage would have a hard time dealing with them.

But something strange happened. His sword energy seemed to suddenly have weight and fell straight to the ground. Then he felt that the sword in his hand weighed a thousand pounds and he could not lift it at all. It fell to the ground with a clang.

The Fengming furnace was even heavier. It fell directly to the ground and was as heavy as a boulder.

It seemed as if there was a formation covering his head, but when the killer looked up, there was nothing around.

What's going on? He was shocked.

Then a voice came, and another low-key man in green came out, holding up a ruler, "I also have a golden elixir magic weapon, do you want it?"

He did not give his name, nor did he make any opening moves. He just looked like an ordinary old scholar in a private school. He raised his ruler and hit the black-clad killer from a distance.

The Jindan killer suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He broke free from the invisible restraints and retreated quickly.

But it was meaningless. When the ruler fell, the murderous intent was locked on him. No matter how he used his body skills or twisted left or right, he could not avoid it.

The killer had no choice but to raise his sword and block forward.

In an instant, the sword bent, and as the ruler fell, the Jindan killer groaned and suddenly retreated dozens of feet, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The killer showed a bit of panic on his face.

Something doesn't seem right.

The cultivator is indeed a foundation-building cultivator, but he has too many golden elixir magic weapons!
He has been in the martial arts world for a long time, but he has never seen such a group of people. How could they, who are only at the Foundation Establishment stage, carry so many treasures?

After two rounds of fighting, they found that the killer was not very strong. The many disciples of Tianjian Sect calmed down a little and looked at the Jindan killer. "Where are you from? Who sent you?"

The Jindan killer's eyes flickered, his fighting spirit wavered, and he stood up and left, "Hey, I don't want to play with you guys anymore, let's go!"

"You can't leave."

Another person appeared, this time it was Zhong Sheng from the Zhong family. He was holding a bright metal ring. Chen Lang squinted his eyes. He recognized this thing. It was a bit similar to the "Natian Ring" in the gym, but it was obviously bigger.

This situation doesn't seem good. Chen Lang also frowned.

Failed so quickly? This dark web organization is a bit lousy.

Zhong Sheng raised the ring and a strange suction force appeared. He failed to catch the Jindan killer, but it slowed him down a lot.

At the same time, the killer's sword and the Fengming furnace flew uncontrollably towards Zhong Sheng and were sucked into it.

The monk in green held a ruler in his hand and slapped it in the air for the second time.

With a muffled thud, the Jindan killer took the blow and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He was almost in despair. What was going on? Where did I come from? How many amazing magic weapons did he have?

He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

He felt like he might not be able to leave today.

"Hehehe, don't be anxious, let me play too."

A girl with twin ponytails appeared, holding a roll of canvas, which she pulled open with both hands.

The man in black was completely defenseless and didn't even know how to defend himself.

In an instant, his eyes went dark and he was pulled into the abyss.

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(End of this chapter)