The only way

Chapter 125
Bang!

The exquisite wooden box inlaid with blue gemstones was violently thrown on the ground, making a crisp sound. The lid of the wooden box had been opened, and a lotus seed rolled out of it.

The pale white lotus seeds with tender green lotus hearts look extraordinarily fresh.

Falling on the dark brown soil, it is particularly conspicuous.

"Straight!"

The priest in Taoist robes was in tatters, and his neatly combed bun was scattered. He pointed at the wooden box on the ground with trembling hands, and cursed angrily.

He worked so hard and used a lot of talismans to get rid of a bunch of chasers. When he successfully opened the wooden box with joy, he was still thinking, that kid still kept his promise .

Unexpectedly, after opening it, a very ordinary lotus seed inside came into view, but inside the box, there was still a faint layer of yin lingering.

Although this yin energy is not as thick as that of the ghost heart lotus and lotus seeds, it is better than pure.

Thinking about using the magic weapon to detect Yin Qi, the wooden box will react because of the wisps of Yin Qi.

That kid is really thoughtful, and he didn't forget to put Yin Qi in the box as a cover and bait.

The Taoist priest smiled angrily, the handsome face of the young man flashed in his mind, his teeth were itching with hatred, after he calmed down, he thought carefully, the boy had been running for so long, but he had never used a magic technique to reveal his identity, and made a decision Dao Xin swore that he never revealed his name.

Really, cunning!

More likely, that kid might have a way to escape, but for some unknown reason, he didn't leave, but chose to divert trouble.

Obviously, he is that Dong.

Before the monk in Taoist robe could figure out why the cunning young man stayed behind, there was another sound of breaking wind behind him.

The monk who was chasing him came after him again.

"The thing is not in my hands, that kid lied to us!"

Although he knew that the monks chasing him would not believe it, but the Taoist monk held his breath in his heart, it was really uncomfortable, no matter whether others believed it or not, he had to say it, otherwise, he was afraid that he would hold his breath Something went wrong.

Lingchu didn't know what happened to the monk in Taoist robes, but he could still guess a thing or two.

I apologized secretly in my heart, and then hid it even more tightly.

She did not leave Wanfen Mountain on purpose. Although having the lotus seeds of Guixinlian means having a large amount of pure yin energy, it is obviously more convenient and much better to transform and absorb in Wanfen Mountain than other places. .

The lotus seeds of ghost heart lotus can be used to the greatest extent.

If she really wanted to escape, when she was traveling, whether it was the Wanli No Trace Talisman given by her master, or the shrinking ruler given by her senior brother, they were all excellent ways to escape.

It's just that the Wanli No Trace Talisman is a one-time magic talisman, it's gone after you use it, and it's non-directional teleportation, no one knows where it will be sent to you within a thousand miles, it's not at the point of life and death, Lingchu didn't want to use it lightly.

As for the shrinking ruler, although there is no limit to the number of times it can be used, and you can choose a general direction, using the shrinking ruler consumes a lot of spiritual power. Three times, a hundred miles at a time, after three times, the spiritual power will be exhausted.

Even using the Tibetan spirit pendant may not be able to replenish spiritual power in time.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, Lingchu will not use these two things lightly, what's more, these two things are originally used to save life.

As soon as Lingchu hid in Wanfen Mountain, he hid for a full month.

During this period, Wanfen Mountain was in a state of turmoil.

The turmoil caused by the ghost heart lotus and lotus seeds is still a trivial matter. The unowned two-petal lotus petals are what the foundation-building monks of Wanfen Mountain fought for.

In just one month, the barren land of Wanfen Mountain was stained with so much blood, so much evil spirit, and the souls of the dead monks.

And in a place that Lingchu didn't know, within Wanfen Mountain, Zhongyuan Town, the only settlement town, even had Jindan Daoist come.

The three brothers of the Zhao family, after being rescued by monks from the formation at Wanfen Mountain, spent a lot of time talking, and then won the trust of those monks, and then they acted together to find Lingchu.

They, a group of monks, encountered several scenes of monks fighting in disorder, and participated in a lot of them. In the end, no monks found any ghost heart lotus petals or lotus seeds.

The hustle and bustle of Wanfen Mountain gradually dissipated.

The three brothers got nothing, and were slightly injured instead. In the end, the three had no choice but to give up the fight, quit Wanfen Mountain, and return to Zhongyuan Town to recuperate.

It's just that the three brothers never imagined that just after they entered Zhongyuan Town, they were caught by a Jindan real person on their back.

In a residential house in Zhongyuan Town, a family of three were terrified, and fell to the ground bleeding from all seven orifices, without any breath.

Wearing a black robe, the monk who hides his whole body in the darkness is sitting on a chair, playing with a bone head in his hand, his fingers are pale and bloodless.

"It was you who killed Feng Niang?"

The hoarse voice was like stones rubbing against each other, extremely ear-piercing.

The three brothers of the Zhao family were all lying on the ground, bead-sized beads of sweat kept slipping off their foreheads, but none of them dared to wipe them off. The person sitting on it was a Golden Core cultivator.

You can easily kill their existence by moving your little finger.

"No, no, senior, it was killed by other monks, not us." Among the three brothers, the eldest swallowed and spoke cautiously.

"is it?"

The black-robed monk casually threw away the skull he was playing with, and the snow-white skull rolled down to the side of the three trembling brothers kneeling on the ground.

With a light movement of his pale and slender hand, the boss who spoke was pinched by the head of the black-robed monk in the blink of an eye, and he lifted it up easily.

"Whether it is true or not, I will find out by searching my own soul."

Yin Cece's laughter was full of madness and arrogance, as if he was saying that the weather is so good today, he casually spit out the word search soul.

Soul search? !
The faces of the three brothers of the Zhao family changed drastically. Searching for souls was the most shameless method used by orthodox monks.

The so-called soul search means that monks with a higher cultivation base forcefully probe into other people's sea of ​​consciousness with their spiritual sense, and browse the memories in the sea of ​​consciousness of monks. This method of forcibly checking is extremely brutal.

And the cultivator who was searched for souls was forcibly broken into because of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and was also disturbed for a while, ranging from severe injuries to the Sea of ​​Consciousness, to directly turning into a fool.

The sea of ​​consciousness is a place related to whether a monk's spiritual consciousness is clear or not.

The importance of Dantian is generally the same.

Especially the boss who was pinched by the black-robed monk, his face turned pale in an instant.

Begging for mercy intermittently.

The two kneeling at the bottom suddenly understood in their hearts that this Golden Core cultivator is definitely not a kind person!I'm afraid they will have no way out!

The black-robed monk sitting on the chair turned a blind eye, as if he didn't notice the facial expressions of the few people, and even smiled slightly.

After a cup of tea.

The door of the dwelling was opened, revealing the corpse lying on the ground inside.

Three of the corpses were the weirdest, shriveled and wrinkled, as if they had no flesh and blood.

"Sword Formation, Boy"

In a small alley not far away, a black robe flashed by, and a barely audible sound dissipated in the wind.

(End of this chapter)