C14 Three Bandits(part I)

Fourteenth Day of the Bandits (Part I)

Listening to the elves' heartfelt applause, Murong Qiu had a lot of feelings.

In such a world, a strong force was always the protector of one's race. It was always right and always respected! This race cheered just because they had an additional Spirit Marshal expert. It could be seen that what they said just now was the absolute truth, and it could also be seen how difficult it was for the elves to cultivate in the Kingdom of Elves. What happened to him could only be called an anomaly.

Uncle Mu said happily to Mu Wei'er, "Hurry up and think over what you just comprehended before sharing it with everyone!"

Mu Wei'er gave Murong Qiu a standard elven salute before turning around and leaving.

Looking at Mu Wei'er's departing figure, Uncle Mu felt a peculiar sense of happiness in his heart. With three Spirit Marshal level experts in the team this time, it seemed like escaping this disaster shouldn't be too hard. But what kind of identity and background did Murong Qiu have? Magicians were exceptionally noble identities, because the rules of the Elves' Ancestors determined that only those with noble statuses were qualified to learn magic; especially in this Tang culture, if it wasn't for the fact that they were exceptionally noble, they might not even know the mother tongue of Elves, much less precious and difficult to understand magic! After Uncle Mu continued to ponder that this problem was still to no avail, he decided to put it aside for the time being. It was all up to fate! Uncle Mu heaved a long sigh!

Since Mu Wei'er wanted to share her experience and her own experience with her clansmen, as well as the fact that the merchant group already had three experts of Spirit Marshal, Uncle Mu made an exception and allowed the merchant group to stay here for more than two days!

In these few days, Murong Qiu and Mu Wei'er also walked very closely together. Because Mu Wei'er had gained more insights and doubts since she had entered the early stages of Spirit Marshal, she often asked Murong Qiu for advice. Murong Qiu also told the place all the insights he knew without reservation. Of course, he also got a lot of insights from Mu Wei'er, which he exchanged with a lot of time and experience. Murong Qiu also learned swordsmanship and archery from Mu Wei'er.

Uncle Mu saw this in his heart. After all, it would be extremely worthwhile to have a son-in-law like him. Not to mention his identity, just his cultivation level and intellect would be enough to convince everyone in the clan, and all of these could protect the clansmen from being invaded by other races! Regardless of whether it was in public or private, it was already a hundred profits against others without any harm! Even rarer was that this normally proud and arrogant daughter of his would be willing to lower herself to learn from others!

After everything was settled, Uncle Mu decisively ordered the caravan to continue their journey and to not waste any more time.

Murong Qiu walked in front of the caravan with Uncle Mu and his daughter by his side. He was constantly learning and communicating with the two martial arts masters. In Murong Qiu's words, he wanted to change the weakness of the mage and become a "elf" who possessed both magic and martial arts! They also supported Murong Qiu because he was very perceptive and learned very quickly. They no longer had anything to teach him, so what was left was the problem of the heat, and Murong Qiu also constantly made suggestions and slightly changed some martial arts moves, shocking them both, they were also sure that Murong Qiu would become the first elf in the history of the elves to be a dual cultivating mage to reach the Psionic Imperial Realm!

The caravan continued to advance at a leisurely pace. It was already close to noon, and everyone was tired. It had already been a few days since they arrived, so it was quite exhausting for them. Uncle Mu told everyone to speed up because there was an open space in front that was good for resting!

Hearing that it was time to rest, everyone hurried on their way. Soon, they arrived at an open field. Under Uncle Mu's signal, everyone rested on the spot!

Just as Murong Qiu stopped, he felt about fifty strong auras rushing towards the caravan at an extremely fast speed. He immediately felt that something was wrong and shouted, "Everyone be careful! "Sneak attack!" Murong Qiu chanted as he spoke. The fastest defense was an effective attack!

Instantly, an advanced level spell completed the [Meteor Shower], which was also a large area attack spell.

Fifty ferocious and unprepared enemies were suddenly attacked by extremely powerful fire magic, and more than half of them died in an instant. As a result, their ambush rarely worked as planned. The enemy leader who wanted to see the caravan die or suffer a large number of casualties couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the people who died or were injured were actually his own people!

"So it's big brother Soong Jiang!" I wonder what is your purpose in coming here? " Uncle Mu quickly recognized the person. Soong Jiang is the bandit leader that all the bandits here are afraid of, and his cultivation has long since reached the middle stage of the Spirit Marshal. After dozens of years of hard work, he should have reached the strength of the late stage of the Spirit Marshal! Thinking about this, Uncle Mu could only subconsciously say those words that had no meaning!

Soong Jiang had indeed already reached the strength of the late stage Spirit Marshal, and with the cultivation code that he had snatched from him over the years, he quickly reached the peak of the late stage Spirit Marshal, just a step away from becoming a Spirit King. However, it was because of this single step that he was unable to enter the super experts' camp. He personally made a move this time not only for the silver, but more importantly for the mysterious code, the grimoire that allowed Mu Tuombo to quickly advance to the middle stage of the Spirit Marshal from the late stage spirit general in a short thirty years! The news had come from that person in order to express his sincerity. The two of them discussed and decided that the money and items would all belong to Soong Jiang. That person only wanted a copy of the grimoire! A Spirit King level expert! There were only a hundred of them in the entire Elven Kingdom! With this grimoire, he might be able to round up his dream for many years!

Soong Jiang was breathing heavily. It was too attractive! However, there was one person who could instantly kill a large number of his subordinates, and that person was a mage. This most likely meant that Mutombo had found a powerful backer, which was very difficult to deal with. Not to mention, his opponent's cultivation was higher than his own, which was enough to deal with the rest of his subordinates! Thinking of this, Soong Jiang started to feel uneasy again! After all, if a mage or a warrior reached the middle stage of Spirit Marshal, it would be difficult for a mage to fight a warrior; but after reaching the late stage of Spirit Marshal, it would be very difficult for a warrior to take advantage of them. The higher the rank, the more dangerous it would be to fight a warrior.

"What level did he reach?" Soong Jiang looked Murong Qiu up and down. This was the only elf that he could not see through his cultivation. Do we have to clash head on with him now? "

"Big Brother Soong Jiang, can you let us pass?" Seeing that Soong Jiang did not answer for a long time, Uncle Mu braced himself and answered. Murong Qiu's instantaneous strength just now had made him take a big pill for reassurance!

Soong Jiang had just come to his senses when he heard Mu Tombo's words. For a moment, he fell into silence. It was indeed hard to answer!

The strength of a Spirit King! With it, he would be able to achieve it! I must have it! Soong Jiang calmed himself down and casually released a signal flare.

"Brother Mu, I'll be honest with you!" My purpose for coming here is not for your wealth, but for the cultivation grimoire that you have obtained! As long as you are willing to hand it over, I will absolutely guarantee that you will be able to reach Yi Province! "

Hearing Soong Jiang's words, Uncle Mu's heart suddenly skipped a beat. What was he afraid of? However, only he, his daughter, and his friend of many years knew that he had obtained the Codex! How did he know? Uncle Mu started to analyze them one by one.

Seeing Uncle Mu not moving at all, Soong Jiang was not confident anymore. He was afraid that if the other party were to attack together, he would end up with two middle stage and three early stage Spirit Marshal subordinates, but during the previous ambush, he had been hit by a gravitational attack. One of the early stage subordinates died, and one of the two middle stage and two early stage Spirit Marshal subordinates were injured, and their injuries were not light either. Therefore, he could only send out a signal for that person to bring some of his brothers over to help. At this moment, Soong Jiang gloomily thought to himself. The robbery that should have been a guaranteed outcome had now turned into a "negotiation", relying on words to buy time. The situation there was no longer as drastic as it was in the past!

PS:

Soong Jiang looked at his brothers and asked painfully: "Why? Why? Back then, I, Soong Jiang, accepted a hundred and eight men, and they were all heroes! "If I still have those brothers of mine, would I be able to see the silver slip under my nose today?"

"Forget it!" Murong disdainfully said, "You bastard, that's your life! All those good brothers of yours were directly or simply killed by you! I can't let them die in my hands anymore! "

"No, Director," Soong Jiang tried to defend himself.

"SHUTUP!" Murong angrily said, "If you keep talking, I'll kill you!"

Soong Jiang hurriedly shut his mouth and left!

"You look like a bear! I despise you! " Murong said to Soong Jiang with his middle finger!