National Cultivation of Immortals: Prove the Tao and become sanctified

Chapter 76 The Plan to Fish in Troubled Waters

The soul of the animal skin native looked at Yang Ming's back as he left.

His eyes were full of hatred and confusion.

From the perspective of aura, this young man is only in the mortal stage.

But he fell in seconds with the sword.

It was simply incomprehensible to him.

Even if that sword is a black iron sword, it is impossible for a young man at the mortal stage to beat him, a powerhouse at the third level of Qi refining, in seconds.

Black Iron Armor, Black Iron Sword.

Who is this boy?

Why can master so many secret treasures.

The animal skin natives were extremely confused.

look around.

As an immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period, he also has some understanding of souls.

If the soul wants to survive forever, it must find a hiding place as soon as possible, otherwise it will soon be melted by the sun, blown away by the wind, or even assimilated by the spiritual energy.

Of course, here is Xanadu, the situation is slightly better.

But the animal skin natives are not willing to stay in Xanadu for a lifetime.

He had to find a way to practice again and restore his cultivation.

"It's no wonder that many wild cultivators will do whatever it takes to obtain the method of wandering soul cultivation, which is to prepare for the afterlife."

The hide native regretted that he hadn't done this.

He looked around in confusion, not knowing what to do for a moment.

...

Yang Ming didn't go far.

Instead, he ran a few hundred meters away, cast a concealment technique, and hid.

Secretly observing the wandering souls of the animal skin natives.

Soon the wandering soul got into the ground and seemed to be looking for a hiding place.

Just gone?
Yang Ming hesitated.

But he didn't move, and continued to wait.

Waited about half an hour.

A flower demon in bright robes and a corolla appeared in Yang Ming's vision.

This flower demon is a male with a feminine face, almost like a human teenager.

However, its demeanor is very mature, with a sense of majesty.

"The Flower Demon King is indeed here!"

Yang Ming's heart skipped a beat.

He guessed that the Flower Demon King must have a way to know the life and death of the 'chess piece'.

Sure enough, not long after the animal skin native died, it rushed over.

Yang Ming has seen the Flower Demon King in the imitation of cultivating immortals.

Naturally, it can be recognized at a glance.

The Flower Demon King came to the bronze gate, looked at the head of the animal skin native, and his face was full of anger: "He died? Who is it!"

There was a loud roar.

It seems to have heard this voice.

The animal skin natives quickly got out of the ground.

Looking at the Flower Demon King, he was overjoyed and tried to manifest some appearance.

When the Flower Demon King saw the soul of the native animal skin, he didn't have a good face and asked, "Who killed you?"

The animal skin native quickly said: "It's a young man of the human race, and he's only a mortal."

"A young man in the mortal stage killed you?" The Flower Demon King looked disbelieving.

"The boy was wearing a set of black iron armor, holding a black iron sword, and using flying swordsmanship." The animal skin native had lingering fears on his face: "The boy's flying swordsmanship is very ferocious, and it destroyed my body in just one encounter... "

"Mysterious iron sword? Can a mortal learn flying swordsmanship?"

The Flower Demon King frowned: "Are you sure it's a human race? Not a barbarian race?"

The barbarians are similar to the human races, except that they are bigger and bigger.

Moreover, the barbarian's cultivation talent is higher.

At the same level, the barbarian's Taoism is at least 2-10 times that of the human race.

And some barbarians can forcibly master spells through sacrifices.

So on the Immortal Dao Road, very few races dared to provoke the barbarians.

The lowest level of the flower demon clan, those brainless flower demons who are good at fighting and brutal, will run away as soon as they see the barbarians.

It can be seen that the barbarians are powerful.

And the boy depicted by the native animal skin fits the barbarian very well.

It is not impossible for a barbarian in the mortal stage to forcibly learn the flying swordsmanship to kill the Qi refining stage by leapfrogging.

"I guess it's a player." The animal skin native expressed his guess.

He knew that the flower monsters were very afraid of the barbarians, but the players were even more terrifying.

"What is a player?"

The Flower Demon King was full of confusion.

"The player is also a human race, but it's just from outside the sky." The animal skin native explained: "The player can kill the living beings, gain the improvement of Taoism, and can also obtain some treasures through the flesh and blood essence of the living beings, and after being killed, they can also get some treasures." resurrection."

"Ridiculous!" The Flower Demon King was full of disbelief when he heard this outrageous thing.

What is the purpose of cultivating immortals?
Isn't it still longevity and long-term vision, becoming a fairy and becoming an ancestor!
What kind of player is this, who can kill creatures to absorb Taoism, and can be resurrected after death, isn't this already equivalent to an 'immortal'?

The Immortal Dao Continent contains all races from the heavens and myriad worlds, but the Flower Demon King has never heard of "players".

"So, players are much more terrifying than barbarians." The animal skin native looked helpless and jealous.

As a field cultivator, he spent a lot of effort, traveling and taking risks, and it took him decades to reach the third level of Qi training.

And players are born equal to "half immortals", how nostalgic God is.

And the player's development speed is broken, half a month's practice can kill him, a field cultivator who has practiced for decades.

How unfair this is.

"You may not know that your people are about to be killed by players." The animal skin native was very clear about what happened in the territory of the flower demon.

One-third of the flower demon territory has been captured by players.

The native animal skins also killed some players.

I also kidnapped some players and asked about them.

So he knows the players very well.

I also know that the flower demon has become a cake in the eyes of players.

"The people in my territory are being massacred?" The Flower Demon King looked shocked.

Although the player's matter is absurd, the animal skin natives have no reason to lie.

The Flower Demon King believed it more or less.

"If you don't believe me, you can go back and have a look." The animal skin native didn't bother to argue.

"No one reported this group of trash!" The Flower Demon King was furious.

But it can't do anything about it.

The flower demons at the bottom have no brains.

The upper-level flower demons like to dwell in their lairs and never ask about the affairs of the lower tribes.

The habit of the Flower Demon Clan is like this, and no one can change it.

In the final analysis, it was the Flower Demon King who failed in his duty.

"Tell me about the players." The Flower Demon King frowned.

As the master of the territory, it still cares more about the tribes below.

After all, recuperation is for war.

Now that the tribe has been wiped out little by little, when it comes time to fight, there are no men available.

The animal skin natives have nothing to keep, and they tell the whole story of the player.

Tell the players that they are cruel and cruel, and use all means.

"The player appeared about half a month ago."

The animal hide native hated: "I, a fellow Taoist of the evil sect, was targeted by a player. I was robbed of my wealth and my life."

"The boy who killed me is probably the same player."

"I reckon that my fellow Taoist betrayed me, that's why this player followed the clues to find me." The more the animal hide native thought, the clearer his thoughts became.

Extremely angry.

However, when it is delayed, it is not hatred.

Instead, seek revenge.

The animal skin native looked at the bronze door and said, "This bronze door stands here, and even a fool knows that there are treasures inside."

"That player has already set his sights on this place, in all likelihood, if the treasure behind the door is taken by that player, you Flower Demon Clan..."

The animal skin natives don't take too much pleasure in watching the excitement, and there is some gloating in their expressions.

He was dead anyway, whatever the flood.

"It's not that you're a waste, you haven't been able to open this door for so long!"

The Flower Demon King was furious and spewed out flames.

The wandering soul of the animal hide native screamed and melted on the spot.

The Flower Demon King killed the animal skin native, and immediately felt much better.

It came to the copper gate, looked east and west.

Seems to be thinking about something.

After standing there for a while, he turned and left.

...

Yang Ming looked at the back of the Flower Demon King leaving.

I'm also thinking about it.

"Next, it is estimated that the Flower Demon King will look for a new chess piece to attack the Tongmen."

"That is the 18th-level human monk in the simulation of cultivating immortals last time."

Yang Ming talked to himself.

He already had a plan in mind.

Leave Xanadu.

Using the concealment technique, he flew in the sky.

They quickly found players from the Guangyao Guild.

Pei Yinglang and Feng Yuan are still leading the team.

It's just that their scale is even bigger now, with a total of two to three thousand people, and they are creating a medium-sized tribe of flower demons.

The scene was so big that it was like a battlefield, with scuffles everywhere.

With the concealment technique, Yang Ming is not afraid of being discovered.

He landed, stomping his feet.

Arrest a hair god.

This hairy monster had a weird head, a thin body, and looked at Yang Ming with confusion and vigilance.

God Mao was also blessed with the Stealth Technique by Yang Ming, so the players of the Guangyao Guild naturally turned a blind eye to it.

"So ugly, it looks like a wild monster."

Yang Ming shook his head, a single thought drove away the hairy god.

He stomped his feet again, and another hairy god was arrested.

The one who came was a white-haired old man with a ball head. He was kind-hearted and decent.

"Meet the Immortal!" The old man bowed respectfully.

"Ok!"

Yang Ming was very satisfied.

It can be seen that he is a Shangxian, which shows that this old hairy god has some Taoism and vision.

"I'll give you a task." Yang Ming said.

"Follow the orders of the gods." The old man was respectful.

"You should know about the players, right?"

"Go back to Shangxian, the younger ones will know a little bit more."

"Well, now the players are massacring flower demons, what do you think?"

"This..." The old man hesitated for a moment, then exclaimed, "It's a great thing!"

This is obviously against my will.

Although the flower demons are cruel, they are very disciplined and will not attack their wandering souls.

They also don't know the existence of their wandering spirits.

But players are different.

Players are more cruel than flower demons.

Moreover, the player is a human race, and there is an inheritance of folk magic in the market.

The omnipotent players might put their swords on the necks of their hairy gods one day.

So Maoshen prefers to live with the Flower Demon.

But it's enough to think about this kind of thought in your heart, and you can't say it out. Once you say it, it will damage your lifespan.

"Well, you're right, this is indeed a great thing." Yang Ming praised: "The players will kill all the flower demons sooner or later, and let this rich land belong to the human race."

"..." The old man's face pulled his hips.

God Mao has geographical restrictions, and can only move within a certain range, otherwise he wants to move immediately.

"I'm going to give you a task now. You tell the group of players that two hundred miles away, there is a large tribe of flower demons. There are millions of flower demons in it, and there is also a flower demon king in the consecration period."

"Also tell them that there are a lot of treasures in the large flower demon tribe, and how to practice... Do you know what to do?"

Yang Ming asked.

"I know." The old man was very calm.

A confident look.

"Go!" Yang Ming nodded.

With that said, he removed the concealment technique from the old man.

The old man immediately appeared in the player's field of vision of Guangyao Guild.

"Huh? NPC?"

Several players from the Guangyao Guild surrounded them enthusiastically.

After all, the old man looked like he was in the kind and lawful camp.

"Young people, hello!" The old man smiled kindly, "I am the land god here."

"Wow, the legendary land god!"

"There must be a mission!"

"Don't talk, let me come!"

"Respected Grandpa Land God, may I help you with anything?" A capable player from the Glory Guild began to negotiate formally.

"What a polite young man." The old man showed a smile: "I don't need help, I just want to chat with you group of energetic young people."

So, the old man started to fool around.

Within 10 minutes, Pei Yinglang and Feng Yuan were fooled over.

Then it was another flick.

Tell the story of the large flower demon tribe, the flower demon king, and the endless treasures.

Looking at the shining eyes of Pei Yinglang and Feng Yuan, Yang Ming knew that the matter was over.

Yes.

His plan is to use players from the Glory Guild to hold back the Flower Demon King.

Let the Flower Demon King be very busy.

Then he could fish in troubled waters and get the copper rod smoothly.

...

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