Chapter 701 Open Eyes

Chapter 701 Open Eyes

Unknown cliff.

Cave.

The towering metal pill furnace is like a hill, supporting the sky in front of it.

Where was the sky? It was clearly a dark stone wall, glowing red under the lava fire.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace is a monk in green robes, greedily inhaling the aroma of the alchemy furnace.

Not far away, in an iron cage with restrictions engraved on it, a naked female cultivator wearing thick shackles was locked.

"Aren't you going to say it now?" The green-robed cultivator turned his head, showing a rather handsome face.

He gently waved the cattail leaf fan in his hand, just a few fast and slow movements, and the flames seemed to have spirituality surrounding the furnace, burning the metal furnace in front of him red.

"Ah."

The female cultivator sneered: "You don't deserve to listen."

"I advise you to escape as soon as possible, otherwise when the seniors of the organization arrive, you will never have a chance to escape."

The female cultivator didn't seem to be panicked at all when she was in danger. Instead, she sat cross-legged in the iron cage and stared at the green-robed man.

"Why are you running away to build the foundation on your own? Beiyuan Qingshan is the foundation that I, Wei Huo, have managed for two hundred years. The spiritual seedlings you call are my possessions. I have taken back my possessions. Why do you still want to leave in despair?"

Wei Huo said with a smile.

The female cultivator suddenly wanted to get up, but the shackles only made a sound. There was a look of surprise in her eyes: "You were not killed by Wanfa Sect?"

"What's so great about Wanfa Sect?"

"Roughly classify the immortals and mortals, but we don't know that our methods can only affect mortals."

Wei Huo continued calmly: "Mortals are mortals, and Qi practitioners are Qi practitioners. Entering this pass does not mean that you are superior to others, but it is just a journey from one world to another."

"There is no final conclusion on whether it is better to be a mortal or a Qi practitioner."

"As long as all I kill are Qi Practitioners, how can Wanfa Sect find me?"

Wei Huo laughed loudly and said as he looked at the towering alchemy furnace in front of him, confidence flashed in his eyes: "You should never take something that originally belongs to me from my pocket."

"Say it."

"What is the name of your organization?"

The female cultivator looked at Wei Huo in astonishment: "You have been running Qingshan for two hundred years and you don't know about the organization?"

“You always have to name the organization.”

After hearing Wei Huo's words, the female cultivator's original indifferent expression disappeared.

She is not afraid of the Golden Core monks, because she knows that the Golden Core monks will only have more scruples, but she is afraid of strange monks who do not know the organization, because the other party does not know her background, which means that the background loses its effect.

Background is part of strength but cannot be realized when others don't understand it.

The female cultivator did not have any intention of joking, and said very seriously: "The organization is called the organization, there is no other name. No one knows who founded the organization, but the organization is omnipotent and pervasive. No matter who offends the organization, , will not end well."

"A nameless emerging demonic organization?"

"It seems that the people who founded the organization are pretty good at making you believe so strongly."

"But such low-level methods can only deceive you."

Wei Huo nodded in admiration.

The female cultivator suddenly thought of the word "frog in the well".

Is Master Jin Dan a frog in the well?

of course not.

But he was obviously not walking in the Eastern Wilderness, but staying in the Qingshan Mountains of Beiyuan.

Maybe he never left Qingshan in his life.

"So you really don't know anything."

"I don't believe it."

"Why don't you let me use the Soul Searching Technique to find out what's true and what's false!"

…

Kitahara.

Saibei has beautiful scenery.

The cold wind blew the temples of an ordinary man, neither tall nor short, and his long hair, which was not tied so carefully, fluttered.

Ordinary people, with their hands folded and no trace of white steam visible in their breaths, walked into a large gathering of monks.

Fangshi.

Lofts with different levels.

The steam from the roadside cake steamer resembles clusters of white flowers.

Places like this are not new.

There is no spiritual vein in the world, and the spiritual energy is as thin as a turbid and shallow puddle. It is impossible for fish to grow freely, and it may even cause its own realm to regress due to the decline of spiritual energy.

Therefore, whether it is for cultivation or to maintain one's own cultivation, one must look for a blessed place.

These are the famous mountains and rivers with spiritual veins.

Of course, many famous mountains and rivers have their own owners.

Either they are extremely powerful monks, or they are powerful desolate beasts.

The desolate beasts were okay. Everyone gathered people to hunt down the beasts together. After that, they took shares and participated in forming large and small settlements.

If they are cultivators, whether they are human cultivators, demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, spiritual cultivators... they are not easy to mess with. The powerful ones will not look down on small places, and the weak ones cannot grab them, so they can only rely on them.

In fact, more monks will choose to live in the sect's cities. The sect's cities are safer and have fairer protection.

At least there will be no moments of military confrontation during transactions, but compared to such settlements, Zongmenfang City will collect more land rent.

Lu Jing looked at the green mountains standing in front of him, took out the jade slips and compared them before confirming.

He didn't look surprised. Despite the peacefulness of this place, he actually felt a faint evil aura as soon as he set foot on it. Many monks died here.

But this has nothing to do with him.

He doesn't care whether his opponent is good or evil.

He is a killer.

There is only one purpose, and that is to kill.

The golden elixir stage spiritual consciousness was suddenly released, like a big hand grabbing at will, overturning the entire green mountain in an instant.

Even the rivers and rivers, under the bright divine light of the Great Master, are like transparent springs without any hiding, like dough waiting to be kneaded.

Only the formation formed by the restriction shines like a light in the dark night.

"How brave!"

Angry roars erupted from the deep cliffs, the golden elixir monk's aura of spiritual intelligence came out, and a figure like a small sun appeared in the sky. Under the reflection of the spiritual officer's magic eyes, a very ordinary-looking figure of the monk appeared in his eyes.

While he was observing, the man had already walked up through the air.

Wei Huo narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressed his anger, raised his hands and saluted, and asked: "Where are you from, fellow Taoist, and why are you searching my Beiyuan Qingshan with your spiritual consciousness for no reason? If you come from afar, I will be willing to entertain you. If so, Don't blame me for being cruel if you are rude."

Lu Jing looked at Wei Huo. He was wearing a mask, and the mask protected him from the gaze of the intruder.

If he had followed his original style, he would definitely not be so grand. He would find out the person's details in advance and then slowly get rid of him.

But the organization says it needs to be as soon as possible.

Of course there is a way as soon as possible.

It shouldn't be like this.

However, his confidence has greatly increased now, probably because he has obtained a treasure, a treasure that can make him invincible at the same level, so now he only needs to come here and question the other party lightly, that is enough.

So he said, "Hand the man over."

"people?"

"who?"

"People who organize."

Wei Huo's eyes narrowed, and he used the soul-searching technique, but he couldn't get any information about the organization from the woman's soul.

He also did some research, but he also didn't hear of any organization that was in the limelight. It was like a new demonic cult that had emerged and had a great ability to confuse people.

This is nothing to fear.

There are countless Foundation-Building monks who disappear every day, and who can track him down, let alone an organization whose name he has never even heard of.

"Is the person still alive?" Lu Jing asked.

The answer was silence.

Wei Huo didn't hesitate and ran away.

He could see the cultivation level of the person in front of him. The late Golden Core cultivator was definitely not something he, a middle-stage Golden Core cultivator, could compete with. The person who came here did not hide his inspiration or aura, as if someone had already evaluated his cultivation level, so he sent a monk who happened to have a higher cultivation level than him.

Lu Jing opened his cloak and pulled out the short knife from his waist. A gray shadow invaded like a cloud in the sky, but it appeared beside Wei Huo in an instant.

At the same time, there was a flash of knife light.

The cold light of the sharp knife touched Wei Huo's neck.

"I am willing to surrender."

"I am willing to join you." Wei Huo shouted loudly.

He knew what the coldness surrounding him was. It was the true meaning that only geniuses could possess. A monk like him who could cultivate his own domain was considered a genius. If he was not in the Nascent Soul realm, he would not even dare to think about the true meaning.

"The mission I received did not include this."

The sword flashed and the magic weapon in front of Wei Huo suddenly shattered.

He only saw dark golden light, and then lost consciousness.

It stands to reason that he should have consciousness, because even if the body dies, there is still a ghost.

Lu Jing was also surprised. He didn't see Wei Huo Yin Shen flying out, so he quickly asked Mr. Wu in the cloak. If he didn't see it, Mr. Wu would definitely notice it.

However, the answer is still no.

"No?"

Lu Jing tightened his grip on the dark red dagger in his hand and frowned. Just when he was about to retrieve the dagger, he suddenly discovered that the body belonging to the demon cultivator in front of him quickly turned into surging black mist and blood, and was all covered by it. The black gold dagger in front of him was swallowed up.

The once large potholes became a little shallower again.

"this!"

Lu Jing's eyes widened in shock.

An idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"Yin Shen, could it be that he was absorbed by this soldier?" came Mr. Wu's voice.

The last time I killed Boss Zhao, the ghost spirit of Boss Zhao disappeared mysteriously. Now I killed the demon cultivator in Qingshan, Beiyuan. Not only did the demon cultivator disappear, but his body was also devoured by the short sword.

"The Tao soldiers absorbed the Yin Shen and the demon cultivator's body but repaired it a little."

"It's unbelievable."

"Yes." Lu Jing nodded.

He knew that he couldn't go to Tianji City of Daqi Sect now.

He had never heard of such a treasure, and even Mr. Wu was shocked.

Just when he was immersed in surprise.

"Bata."

A ghost eye with scarlet white and black pupils opened.

Three eyes facing each other.

Lu Jing looked at Guiyan, who also stared at Lu Jing.

"scare!"

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