Chapter 185 The Witch King is coming! Bath! Mutation! 【Please order more! 】
“Damn Chu Yunxiao! Are 8.3 million monks tracking me? Among them, there are actually 2117 foundation-building monks tracking my incarnation, Qin Tiedan?”
“ Twenty-eight Nascent Souls are interested in my mysterious identity? Two hundred and thirteen Golden Cores are asking for news about me?"
Qin Wang looked at the 9th and 10th messages, and he was immediately confused. My heart trembled.
"From now on, we must be extremely careful. One mistake can lead to death!"
Qin Wang couldn't help but feel deeply when he looked at the last two pieces of information. Take a breath.
From now on, every step you take needs to be considered again and again!
There can be no mistakes or omissions!
With so many high-level monks tracking him, if he is not careful, he will die!
It’s so scary.
"First get rid of the shaman soul tracking of Witch King Manlin!"
Qin Wang suppressed the worries in his heart. He was going to go to Tiannanfang City first and successfully prepared the moldy blood bathing soup.
Think of this.
Qin Wang looked at Wan Yanmeng who was sitting cross-legged and said. "Miss Wanyan, I need your help with something!"
"What kind of help do you need, tell me."
Wanyanmeng opened her eyes and looked at Qin Wang.
“I got news that someone has used a difficult tracking technique on me, but I am not his opponent, but I have a way to prevent him from tracking me. This method requires you. A drop of blood, because your blood contains the power of the 'bad luck' curse, which can resist this person's tracking technique!"
Qin Wang looked at Wan Yanmeng and said in a deep voice.
He knew it in his heart.
If you follow the moldy blood body bathing soup provided in the information and smear it on your body, when the time comes, when the Witch King Manlin uses his witch soul to track himself, he will definitely be counterattacked by the power of the curse on the moldy blood. , became extremely unlucky.
Wanyan dreamed about it and asked. "Is one drop of blood enough?"
"Enough."
Qin Wang nodded.
Information shows that one drop of blood is enough for a moldy blood bathing soup.
“Okay.”
Wan Yanmeng nodded, immediately stretched out her white plain hand, forced out three drops of blood and flew them in front of Qin Wang, and said. "One drop is probably not enough, so three drops!"
"Thank you!"
Qin Wang nodded to Wanyanmeng, put away the three drops of blood, and waved his hand to touch the storage Bag, took out a sandalwood box, and flew it in front of Wanyanmeng.
“What is this?”
Wan Yanmeng looked at the sandalwood box floating in front of him, showing doubts.
"This is a phantom fruit, to compensate you for the consumption of these three drops of blood!"
Qin Wang smiled slightly and said.
“It’s just a few drops of blood”
Wanyanmeng smiled sweetly and accepted the phantom fruit. As far as she knew, this phantom fruit was used to refine the foundation building pill. She couldn't refuse the main ingredient.
"Miss Wanyan, I am going to Tiannanfang City to buy some needed medicinal materials. You can practice here and don't run around. Three members of the Murong family are investigating the cause of Murong Zhan's death."< br>
Qin Wang tidied up and said to Wan Yanmeng.
He is going to Fangshi, and wants to convey the news of the presence of the Witch King Man to the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty to the three Witch Kings of the Witch Clan.
“Well, you go ahead!”
Wan Yanmeng nodded.
Qin Wang nodded to Wanyanmeng, turned and left.
Tiannanfang City.
"That Qin Tiedan is really powerful! Tianchu Immortal Dynasty sent out so many foundation building and golden elixirs, but they didn't even get the slightest clue about him!"
"Yes, This man is so powerful that he can kill the Eighteenth King Chu Ping. I estimate that he must have been promoted to Foundation Establishment in the Blessed Land of All Souls!"
"There is also that mysterious man who exposed the achievements of Patriarch Tianchu! After hearing the inheritance of ancestor Tian Xiao, Tian Chu placed a reward on him throughout the Southern Territory, but could not find any trace of this mysterious man!"
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A casual cultivator square! , more than a dozen casual monks gathered in front of a medicine shop, discussing the most popular reward news recently from the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty.
"Several fellow Taoists, as far as I know, the Witch King Manlin from the Witch Domain has reached a deal with Emperor Chu Wuya and will use the 'Shaman Soul Tracking' to target Qin Tie Dare to expose the location of the mysterious man!"
"I look forward to it. Then we will know who the mysterious man is!"
At this time, a man of medium height appeared. A monk in green clothes who was about fifty years old and at the seventh level of Qi refining stage squeezed into the crowd and interjected a word.
“How did you learn about this fellow Taoist?”
"Fellow Taoist, please elaborate!"
"..."
The casual cultivators who were discussing together immediately surrounded the monk in green when they heard what he said.
"Fellow Taoists, I also heard about it in Xifang, and it's been spread over there. As for the specific details, I'm not very clear about it!"
The monk in Tsing Yi said. He waved his hand and said. "That's it!"
"As far as I know, the Witch Clan's methods are indeed rather weird. Once this Shaman Soul is tracked, I'm afraid the exposed mysterious person will soon come to light! "
"..."
The casual cultivators who were talking about it did not continue to ask after hearing what the monk in green said.
The monks in green chatted for a while, then left this gathering place for casual cultivators and went to another place to spread the news.
"The news that the Witch King Manlin is currently in the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty has spread. As long as the three Witch Kings come to Tiannanfang City, they will know that they will hunt down the Witch King Manlin! ”
Five hours later.
Qin Wang was dressed in black and stood thirty miles away from Tiannanfang City. He looked at Fangshi in the distance with a look of expectation in his eyes.
In order to spread the news that the Witch King Man is present in Tianchu.
Qin Wang abandoned a soul seed.
“Now, it’s time to go back and prepare the moldy blood bathing soup!”
Qin Wang muttered to himself.
Just when he controlled the soul seeds and discussed with others, the news that the Witch King Man was present at the Tianchu Palace came out.
Zhang Fujiang has already purchased the 18 kinds of medicinal materials needed to prepare the moldy blood bath soup.
……
night.
The sky was dark and there was no moon.
In the cave one hundred and fifty miles away from Falling Eagle Cliff, Qin Wang asked Zhang Fujiang to dig out another cave. There was a huge wooden bathtub in it, and inside it was the food he had just brewed. The mildew blood bath body soup.
This moldy blood bath soup is light black in color, exudes a faint medicinal fragrance, and a hint of blood.
Qin Wang took off his clothes, jumped in, and started scrubbing his body with the prepared moldy blood bath soup.
Qin Wang scrubbed and washed for half an hour before getting up.
......
Just an hour after Qin Wang took a bath in the moldy blood bath.
The Imperial City of Tianchu Immortal Dynasty.
To the east, there is a white jade square with a radius of thousands of feet, surrounded by luxurious halls.
In the middle of the square, there is an altar five feet square.
A middle-aged monk in his forties, with raised eyebrows and wearing strange clothes, sat cross-legged in the altar. Around his body, there were tables, chairs, wooden beds and some daily necessities. .
Beside the altar, there was also a middle-aged man wearing royal robes and several scribes standing.
The middle-aged monk kept making secrets, and the gray magic spells were shot out, falling on the tables, chairs, wooden beds and other daily necessities around him. At the same time, gray auras were floating on those tables and chairs. It curls up from above.
These gray breaths continued to rotate in front of the middle-aged monk, forming a gray vortex as big as the mouth of a bowl.
“Poof!”
Suddenly, the middle-aged monk bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell into the gray vortex.
The gray vortex intertwined with the essence and blood, forming a bloody vortex.
“Wake it up for me!”
The middle-aged monk shouted loudly, stretched out his hand, and the blood-colored vortex twisted for a while, and finally formed a pale red figure, which was blurry. The middle-aged monk continued to cast spells, blending into the figure, and the face of the figure gradually became clearer!
Qin Tiedan's face formed.
“It’s him! Qin Tiedan!”
“It’s the thief!!”
Chu Wuya who stood aside and watched the Witch King Manlin perform the Witch Soul Tracking , seeing the bloody figure’s face condensed in the air, he immediately gritted his teeth.
At the same time.
A middle-aged scribe standing next to Emperor Chu fired a spell, instantly imprinting the bloody figure into the jade slip for later pursuit.
"Go!"
Witch King Manlin faced the bloody 'Qin Tiedan' light and shadow in front of him and fired another magic spell. Suddenly, the figure of 'Qin Tiedan' became more concentrated. Really, drift eastward!
"Your Majesty the Emperor of Chu, Qin Tietang, the man who killed eighteen kings, is in the east!"
"I also want to track the location of the mysterious man who slandered Tian Chu. Your Majesty can send someone to follow him. This Shaman Soul is going to arrest someone!”
Man Lin stretched out his claws like chicken claws and grabbed the bloody figure of 'Qin Tiedan'. He waved his hand again, and a large vat suddenly appeared. He was ready to put the bloody figure of 'Qin Tiedan' in it. Go in.
Just when Man Lin was about to pretend to be a bloody figure.
Suddenly, a gray breath escaped from 'Qin Tiedan', followed Man Lin's arm, penetrated into his body, and disappeared!
"This. What is this?"
Man Lin sensed this gray aura, and suddenly his heart trembled, and he felt a bad feeling.
Chu Wuya on the side also frowned slightly.
(End of this chapter)