Chapter 102 Mu Zhen’s thoughts! Dig a hole! Wanhuamen Sect!
"Okay!"
Qin Wang understood, and immediately withdrew his soul-locking jade with his consciousness, and took out a blank jade slip from the storage bag. This jade slip was still the same. Got it from Yunyan's storage bag.
He holds the soul-locking jade in his left hand and the blank jade slip in his right hand.
In an instant.
Qin Wang felt an itch on his shoulder. The blank jade slip in his hand flashed with gray light, and soon a voice sounded in his mind. "Qin Wang, you have peeled off the spiritual mark of the foundation-building monk into a blank jade slip. Remember to help me find the soul-nurturing wood. I only have a hundred years left."
"Miss Wu, Don’t worry, I will try my best to find it.”
Qin Wang said to the Soul Locking Jade and put it away.
"As soon as the sky breaks, we will go to the Manyong Mountains to kill monsters and earn spiritual stones."
Qin Wang sat cross-legged and began to practice.
The jade slip with the mark of Zixia's spiritual consciousness is beside him.
He dared not sleep.
Qingyun Fairy City.
Beicheng.
At night, the bright moonlight shines.
“This bitch actually wants to suck my cultivation.”
“No wonder, her previous husbands are all dead!”
“If it weren’t for worrying about the elixir I have to hide in your Jiang family for protection."
Mu Zhen glanced at Jiang Ping, who was snoring like thunder beside him, with a gloomy look in his eyes! .
He escaped from Xiaodan Mountain that day and came to Qingyun Fairy City. Jiang Ping saw him and offered him an olive branch in order to hide in Jiang Ping's family to save his life.
Even if Jiang Ping is ugly or fat, he will tolerate it.
Saving your life is important after all.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Ping, who is born with a charming body, actually used things in the room to absorb her own cultivation. If her cultivation was not higher than Jiang Ping's, she would not be able to withstand it at all. Even so, it would not be possible. Some of it was sucked away by Jiang Ping.
“That kid’s concealment technique today is really amazing. You can’t find it at all during the Qi Refining Period!”
“Wait until he leaves the city to get it!”
Mu Zhen knew that hiding in Jiang's house was not a long-term solution for a beast like Jiang Ping, and he had to find a more secure way to hide.
Today, the eighth-level monk in the Lingdan Pavilion must obtain the magical secret that hides his cultivation.
Although.
I don’t know if the method of concealment corresponds to the foundation building stage, but let’s talk about it regardless of whether it is jujube or not!
Da Cang Kingdom.
Thousand Flowers Gate.
Hidden among a sea of flowers all over the mountains and plains.
In a main hall.
Sitting cross-legged was a stunning woman in white clothes and snow, looking at a girl in front of her who was also in white clothes and with thin shoulders, she murmured with satisfaction in her eyes. "Xuemei, it's very good. I'm going to go to Shangzong as a teacher. Come with me to see it!"
"I obey the master's orders!"
Qin Xuemei heard this, Hold your fists respectfully.
“Xuemei, are you worried?”
Mu Qianxue looked at her disciple Qin Xuemei with a thoughtful expression.
"Master Mingjian, my disciple has a younger brother. When we parted, he said he was going to Xiaodan Mountain. However, the disciple recently received news that Xiaodan Mountain has encountered a beast tide and has become a demonic realm."
< br>Qin Xuemei's beautiful eyes showed deep worry.
"Xuemei, my teacher went to Xiaodan Mountain to see it. It has become a Jedi Demonic Realm. Among them, the demon power did not dare to approach my teacher. This time I went to Shangzong because of this incident. In addition, my teacher also learned that that day Xiaodanshan's formation was destroyed by five third-level monsters, and half of the monks escaped. Your brother should not die!"
Hearing this, Mu Qianxue sighed inwardly and comforted him. "For the Master Council, please go ahead and ask the disciples of Wanhua Sect to pay attention to the news about your brother. Your brother will be fine!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Qin Xuemei suddenly knelt down to Mu Qianxue Next, the expression is respectful.
"Well, get up, get ready, and go to Shangzong with your master."
Mu Qianxue stood up.
The sky turned white, and the monks from Qingyun Fairy City left the city in small groups and headed towards the Manyong Mountains.
Those with high cultivation levels go deep into the mountains to kill monsters. Those with low cultivation level collect herbs on the periphery.
Qin Wang followed the crowd out of the city. More than ten feet behind him was Zhao Hunyi, an attendant at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
"When I earn more spiritual stones this time, I need to refine a few more soul seeds. It is best to be able to seize the physical body at the seventh level of the Qi refining stage."
Qin Wang carefully observed the back, but could not tell. Which one is a member of the Demon Slayer Alliance?
Immediately followed Zhao Hunyi, one behind the other, more than ten feet away, toward the Manyong Mountains.
An hour later.
Outside the east gate of Qingyun Immortal City, a man in green robes, about thirty years old, stood on a moss-covered stone about ten feet tall, looking to the southwest with a look of expectation in his eyes.
“Southwest!”
Mu Zhen narrowed his eyes, raised his sword, and flew forward at low altitude.
At this time.
Twenty miles out of the east gate of Qingyun Fairy City, there is a place between rocks.
Four monks at the fifth and sixth levels of Qi Refining were sitting on the brown stone mountain holding magic weapons. They were none other than Ren Tianchi from the Demon Slayer Alliance and the other four.
On the orders of alliance leader Tang Jianzhong, they came to kill Zhao Haifeng and avenge alliance members Ye Jianhong and Zhang Yunyou.
"That old guy Zhao Haifeng is still running deep into the mountains. Isn't he afraid of death?"
Ren Tianchi, a thin man with a sinister face, holds a magic sword in his hand and looks at Zhao Haifeng in the distance. The disappearing figure had a look of confusion in its eyes.
Going deeper, there is a second-level late-stage monster beast haunting area comparable to the seventh and eighth levels of the Qi Refining Stage. He was worried that he would not kill Zhao Haifeng but would fall into the mouth of the monster beast!
“Yes, Ren Tou!”
“Let’s wait here for him to come out!”
A member of the Demon Slayer Alliance who is about twenty-seven or eighty years old echoed.
“That’s fine, this is the only way back to the city, we’ll wait here.”
Ren Tianchi nodded.
Qin Wang and Zhao Hun, one after another, escaped the monster and appeared at the foot of a group of mountains forty miles southwest of the Manyong Mountains.
This is the territory of a third-level saber-toothed tiger.
The mountains are high and the forests are dense, with towering ancient trees. From time to time, you can see a saber-toothed tiger with a head of about ten feet in length in the forest.
The saber-toothed tiger has brown and black horizontal stripes all over its body, with two exposed fangs. It is full of evil energy. Once angry, its eyes will be blood red.
Qin Wang found a safe place under a large mountain stone, and buried the white jade slip that contained the mark of Mu Zhen's spiritual consciousness. Then, Qin Wang arranged a movable bolt and tied it to the white jade slip. .
As long as someone picks up the jade slip, he will inevitably pull the rope, triggering the fire-activating latch on the side, and lighting the fire fold will induce 10 psychedelic incense that lures demons, and 5 incense that reverses blood!
"Master Zixia, this is the territory of the third-order saber-toothed tiger, let's see if you die this time!"
Qin Wang arranged all this, covered up the traces, clapped his hands, and turned around Leave quickly.
He did not dare to stay here for a long time. If he bumped into Mu Zhen who was chasing him, he would be doomed.
Qin Wang galloped all the way back.
Not long after.
Twenty miles away from where he buried the jade slips, he found a cave three feet deep on a cliff, hid in it, and began to practice.
He wanted to see if Zixia, the real person, would fall when he was surrounded by beasts.
It would be great if Zixia Master could be killed!
If Zixia Zhenren dies.
At that time, you can find a way to lure away the monster beasts and pick up the storage bag of Master Zixia. That is the storage bag of Master Ji Zhu. Just think about it and look forward to it!
Mu Zhen was forty miles away from the Manyong Mountains. With the imprint of his spiritual consciousness, he pursued all the way. He came to a dense forest at the foot of the mountain and looked into the distance with expectation in his eyes. "Here it is!"
He sensed that the imprint of his consciousness was in the woods three miles ahead.
Mu Zhen held the spirit sword in his hand and flashed forward, arriving in front of a rock about ten feet in size. However, he didn't see anyone, and he frowned slightly. "Why don't you see anyone?"
Mu Zhen closed his eyes and sensed his consciousness, and he suddenly discovered that the mark of his consciousness he planted yesterday was actually in the rock!
“Chi!”
Mu Zhen swung a sword sword vigilantly, and immediately, a purple sword sword more than ten feet long flew out, splitting the big stone in half, revealing a pale white jade slip!
After this sword slash, the jade slip was not damaged at all, which shows the precise control of his spiritual consciousness in the foundation building stage.
"My mark is in this jade slip?"
"What a slippery little thing, how dare you give me a golden cicada to escape from!"
Mu Zhen reached out and took it He picked up the jade slip, feeling extremely angry, frowning deeply, and said. "No, how did a person at the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage peel off the brand of my divine consciousness? He shouldn't be able to find it, right?"
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