Cultivation, endless reincarnation

Chapter 66 Ripping off the Mysterious Bones
"Leaving this time is not going to work."

Quan Yongchang shook his head: "Dream demons are so weird that they don't have wisdom. They have their own logic of killing. The dream demons kill people based on the memories of those they killed. Now the dream demons have killed more than three hundred Zhao family members. People, the memories of these people are all from the Zhao family."

He said decisively: "At night, there is at least a [-]% probability that the dream demon will continue to chase and kill the members of the Zhao family."

This statement came out.

Including Zhao Yongqi and the Great Elder, several Zhao family monks on the field immediately turned ugly.

Good guy.

This can't be provoked and can't be provoked, and it can't be hidden.

You are relying on the Zhao family, right?

"It would be great if the old patriarch was here." Some monks even sighed like this.

Zhao swept over the monk with Qi Yuguang.

Zhao Chongshan.

He kept the name in his heart and didn't say much.

I thought about it.

He saluted and asked: "All seniors have advanced cultivation bases, so there must be a solution."

The reason why Zhao Yongqi asked this.

It was because he knew that if the demon in the dream was so dangerous that Quan Yongchang had nothing to do, it is estimated that this senior Quan was already thinking of running away, and he would never have the time to explain so much here.

The feedback obtained from Quan Yongchang's insight technique: be cautious, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

This shows that he will not really put himself in danger.

At this time, this attitude is very likely to be up for grabs, hoping to get some benefits.As for the authenticity of his words, Zhao Yongqi did not have too much doubt, because this kind of lie can be easily exposed, and he believed that as a foundation-building cultivator, he would not be so unwise.

"Quan does have a magic weapon to deal with such illusory things, but this magic weapon is not easy to come by, and it wears out every time it is used."

"Two thousand spirit stones."

Zhao Yongqi was categorical: "Seniors, the Zhao family is willing to use two thousand spirit stones to offset the loss of this magic weapon."

"Actually, wear and tear is secondary." Quan Yongchang said again: "Dream Demon's strength in the field is comparable to that of Foundation Establishment. Even Quan can't guarantee that he will retreat unscathed."

"Four thousand spirit stones, all seniors, this is the bottom price of the Zhao family." Zhao Yongqi emphasized his voice.

This is indeed the bottom price he is willing to pay.

Because the Zhao family didn't really have any hole cards. Among the Zhao family's resources left to him by Zhao Shouyan, there were as many as two or three pieces of one-off powerful treasures similar to the "Qingjiu Sword" talisman.

There is really no way.

He razed the camp to the ground, not believing that the dream monster could still hide.

It's just that this kind of treasure is at least worth tens of thousands of spirit stones, and it belongs to the clan, so it won't be used easily.

Weakness is the original sin.

The Zhao family has no high-ranking monks in charge.

There are always monks who want to rip off.

Even Quan Yongchang, who seems to be a good person, wants to take this opportunity to get some benefits.

"Never mind."

Hearing that Zhao Yongqi would not give in any more, Quan Yongchang finally said: "Since Patriarch Zhao is so sincere, Quan will take some risks and go again."

"Thank you all seniors."

Zhao Yong is like a mirror, and he is very aware of Quan Yongchang's dark thoughts, but he can only thank him again.

After arriving in southern Xinjiang.

In just two months, he spent nearly [-] spirit stones, which made him feel that running a family is not easy, especially running a Xiuxian family is even more difficult.

At first.

Selling Weishan, Lingtian, shops and various industries, plus the accumulation of the Zhao family for a hundred years, the Lingshi that fell into Zhao Yongqi's hands was only more than a million.

That sounds like a lot.

In fact, if it is converted into middle-grade spirit stones, there are more than ten thousand pieces.Of course, this is just a calculation of spirit stones alone, and does not include various resources such as spirit materials, medicines, talismans, and magic tools.

but.

According to the cost of this speed.

Not two or three years.

He, patriarch Zhao, will soon run out of fuel.

"We must find a way to increase income and reduce expenditure. After the new Weishan Mountain in southern Xinjiang, we must get a source of income as quickly as possible, and we cannot wait to sit and eat."

Zhao Yongqi secretly told about Lingshi.

in the first sequence.

After Quan Yongchang got the spirit stone, he took out another branch-shaped magic weapon from the storage bag, cast a clear light on the top of his head, and stepped into the silent camp again.

And Zhao Yongqi and others.

So I can only wait outside dryly.

The effect of Lingshi is immediate.

Soon.

A bluish-purple aura bloomed in the camp, and the aura extended to every corner of the camp, covering the entire camp. There seemed to be a scream in the dark, and a faint blue smoke was seen above the middle tent. Immediately It was blown away by the breeze.

Subsequently.

The weird sense of isolation between the camp area and its surroundings disappeared.

Quan Yongchang's calm voice came: "The demon in the dream has been eliminated, patriarch Zhao can bring people in."

Zhao Yongqi looked around slightly.

After confirming that there was no abnormality, he hid an exorcism talisman in his sleeve, and walked towards the inside of the camp with the elders.

Go to the front door again.

As expected, the exorcism talisman in his sleeve didn't get hot, which made Zhao Yongqi's tight heart slightly loosen.

only.

The dream demon was wiped out so easily, but Zhao Yongqi didn't know enough, and Quan Yongchang's skills were really brilliant.

It was this senior who exaggerated the danger of the Dream Demon.

Go inside the camp.

The smell of blood rushed to his face.

Zhao Yongqi immediately threw away these distracting thoughts.

Regardless of whether the danger of the Dream Demon was exaggerated or not, it is true that so many people died in the Zhao family.

He stepped into a nearby tent.

The inside is horrible, there is no complete body at all, there should be twenty to forty people in a tent, but at this moment, all of them are left with broken limbs.

Arms and thighs were like tree trunks, forming a strange three-dimensional shape in the middle of the tent, and blood flowed freely in the tent like criss-crossing streams.

The 32 heads were placed neatly together, all opened their eyes and looked towards the entrance of the tent.

Like
It's the same as staring at Zhao Yongqi and others.

Zhao Yongqi felt unwell out of thin air, and beside him was a nun from the Zhao family, who couldn't help retching.

There is no need to read any further.

With deep hearts, they went straight to the middle tent, which was the tent that emitted green smoke at the end.

Quan Yongchang is waiting here.

Seeing them coming, he immediately said: "The dream demon has been wiped out, this place is safe, and Quan will go back first." He reminded: "It is best to deal with these corpses as soon as possible, so as not to breed other evil things."

Say it.

Without waiting for Zhao Yongqi to answer, he turned into a blue light and left.

The tent in the middle is also in the same tragic state.

The difference is that because this is the place where Zhao Chongyuan, a cultivator of the Zhao family, lived, so the corpses can only piece together two corpses. The other corpse is a woman, presumably it should be a maid or something.

Zhao Yongqi was silent for a long time.

Hearing the sound of the wind blowing, like a ghost crying, Fang said: "Go burn them all."

After saying that, he threw out a fireball talisman, which turned into a red fireball the size of a fist, and shot at the corpses in the tent, and the flames enveloped all the corpses in an instant.

"Yes."

The Great Elder and several others went to several other tents respectively.

Zhao Yongqi stood there quietly.

The jumping flames are reflected in the pupils.

If you want to say how sad it is, then Zhao Yongqi is not, but the tragic situation in front of him can't help but make him feel sad.

Southern Xinjiang.

More dangerous than imagined.

"what is this."

Suddenly, Zhao Yongqi blinked his eyes and saw a burnt corpse, and there was still a bone the size of a palm left.

(End of this chapter)