Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 170 Tampering Tokens
Wang Mengxue was full of anxiety and worry, but she was inconvenient to stop him, because after all, it was related to Guang Liang's life.

"Jin Xiaoyou, you really have to be careful, the mountain guard formation in the Black Prison is said to be very powerful.

And according to the rules there, even if you hide in the space magic weapon of a certain sword cultivator, you cannot enter it. Daoist Qingye reminded.

"Please rest assured, if something cannot be done, I will retreat and will not act recklessly.

Thank you Taoist priest for your guidance, and please inform me of the specific location of the black prison. "

"At the northernmost point of Hongqing Realm, there is a medium-sized city called Polar City.

You teleport there, then fly about two thousand miles northwest, and you will arrive. "

"I'm leaving now, Guang Liang will trouble you." Jin Ziming bowed and saluted.

Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Wang Mengxue quickly stuffed him with two porcelain bottles, both of which were pills for healing and restoring vitality.

"Ziming, don't force your way in, and get out as soon as you encounter danger." Guang Liang repeatedly urged.

Under the guidance of Wang Mengxue, Jin Ziming left Jingdan Hall and headed towards the teleportation formation alone.

There are two routes to Polar City, both of which are transferred twice, and one of them will leave in half an hour.

Without hesitation, he chose to leave immediately.Two days later, the disguised Jin Ziming arrived at his destination.

The days here are very short, with four hours in summer and only two in winter.

Polar City is a place where prisoners are held in a mortal country, with a small population, but because of the production of ice spirit mines, the big cultivators built a teleportation array here.

The buildings in the city are low, all in a simple and rough style; the pedestrians on the road are burly, and most of them are wearing thick leather clothes.

Jin Ziming didn't want to be conspicuous, so he went to buy a fur coat, then left the city and flew northwest.

The sky is getting darker and colder, and the snowflakes are falling in the sky, and the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger.

Jin Ziming walked alone in the wind and snow, using his scattered spirit to prevent yaw.

He began to think that in order to enter the black prison, he must pretend to be a sword cultivator from one of the four sects.

The identity tokens of first-level or super disciples are all infused with personal spirituality.

If you want to pretend to be an imposter, unless you can crack the hidden micro-array in the token, and then tamper with the information inside.

Jin Ziming definitely couldn't do it himself, so he had to ask some experts around him for advice.

"It's not my specialty, maybe I can't handle it." Xiao Chong answered first.

Xiao Fei said:

"If I can enter the token, it should be possible to erase the original soul breath and change it to yours.

If it is a Jindan cultivator, there is no problem; but if it is a Nascent Soul real person, I am not absolutely sure, so I can only try.

However, if I break into the token directly, it will definitely trigger the internal self-destruct formation, and you have to solve this for me. "

At the critical moment, Little Niba smiled proudly and said:

"There is a very small space inside the token, and the miniature formation is hidden there.

As long as it's not the token of the combined power, I can send Xiaofei in for any other weak golden elixir or broken Yuanying token, and then get him back.

But, Jin Ziming, you know the rules, I never work for nothing, not to mention that it takes a lot of energy to operate like this. "

The reckless man cursed inwardly, wasting his bullshit skills?

It must be easy for the little mud to send a weapon spirit into the small space. This guy is deliberately exaggerating, obviously wanting more delicious food.

Jin Ziming decided to hit him first, and then confess, lest he get worse in the future.

"Little mud, you have to know the priorities, now my best brother is seriously injured, and I'm going to save him.

At this time, if you still push three resistances and four resistances, then we will shoot and break up in the future.

Even if Leng Yue's strength declines, I will never contact you again, just use it as a knife without spirit.

The benefits will definitely be given, but you know very well that I don't have any on me now, only credit. "

Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't dare to be stubborn, otherwise the little mud would pretend to be asleep, and he would be in big trouble.

Unexpectedly, after the little mud pondered, he said generously:
"Oh, forget it, since your brother is really miserable, I won't bother with you this time. I'll help you for free, but it's not an example."

Seeing this guy on the road like this, Jin Ziming was overjoyed and said:
"Okay, little mud, I will remember, and I won't let you suffer in the future."

After solving the biggest problem, all that remains is to ambush a sword repairer, preferably at the Jindan stage.

In the dark night, snowflakes dance wildly, and Jin Ziming flies silently.

In the morning of the next day, I saw a high mountain in the distance. There was no grass growing, and it was full of dark black rocks. The peak was sharp like a sharp sword.

Jin Ziming smiled, knowing that it was a black prison.

When he was two hundred miles away from his destination, he stopped, hid in a small gravel space, and drifted with the wind, waiting for a "unlucky guy" to arrive.

It drifted like this for a day and a half without seeing a single person.

Although he was anxious in his heart, there was nothing he could do. It was not until the next morning that he expected a sword repairman to come.

That person is not going to the black prison, but is leaving, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul.

Jin Ziming hesitated again and again, and decided to give up.

For one thing, even if this person is released, Xiao Fei may not be able to erase his aura;

Secondly, this guy just left the black prison, and immediately went back.

In such a short period of time, two different soul breaths appeared on the same token, and the probability of being discovered was extremely high.

He had no choice but to be patient and continue to suffer and wait.

Another half day passed, and in the early morning of the next day, a sword cultivator finally flew towards the black prison from a distance.

The person who came was a Nascent Soul Early Stage Nascent Soul Quadruple Middle Stage.

Jin Ziming can't waste time here for a long time, Guangliang is still waiting for life-saving medicine, so he can only take this guy first.

If Xiaofei really can't handle his token, then consider ambushing others.

Moreover, it is also beneficial to enter the mountain at the Nascent Soul stage. After all, it is too shocking for a Jindan to drill into the depths of the cave on the top of the mountain.

What Jin Ziming wanted was to "flick off his clothes when it's over, and hide his achievements and fame", so he should try not to attract attention during this trip, find the medicinal materials quickly, and leave immediately.

He manipulated the gravel, floated to the path of the man, and watched him approach a little bit.

This is a young swordsman dressed in black animal skin. He is strong and handsome. Although he is busy in the world, his eyes reveal excitement and excitement that cannot be concealed.

When he flew there, the special dust had penetrated into his ears.

Motivated by his spiritual thoughts, Jin Ziming pushed his otolith deep into the cochlea, and the galloping sword cultivator suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and his body fell down involuntarily.

The reckless man swung a punch from a small space, hitting the back of his head, knocking him out completely.

Before Jianxiu touched the ground, a gust of "demon wind" blew past him, sending him into a small gravel space.

On the wilderness, the wind and snow are still there, as if no one has ever been here.

In the small space, Jin Ziming looked at the sword cultivator playfully, and after completely banning him, he used his spirit to break through his ring and found the identity token.

This is a dark blue pendant, shaped like a small sword, with the word "crazy" engraved on it.

He is a disciple of Chijiantang, so lucky!

This sect has just been promoted, he should be qualified for the first time, come to the black prison to practice, pretending to be him, most likely will not be exposed.

He hastily placed both the Divine Walk and the token on the Lengyue, and said:

"Little mud, start working."

Jin Ziming watched Xiao Niba's "huge project" and listened to his explanation, and he was even more convinced that this guy was exaggerating his "consumption".

He just held some space materials and drilled into the token.

In the small space inside, build a transmission channel that communicates with the inner space of Lengyue, and then return to Lengyue.

For fear that Chijiantang reported the information of the trial disciples to the black prison in advance, it is best to pretend to be a sword repairer with a similar appearance and the same cultivation level as the Yuanshen realm.

Although Jin Ziming is only at the late stage of Jindan, his strength has reached the peak level of Yuanying Dzogchen.

Using the high-level disguise technique, one can pretend to be an early Nascent Soul cultivator.

As for the Yuanshen realm, he only needs to suppress the four great consummations to the middle stage, and imitate the soul breath of the incoming person.

After making some adjustments in figure and appearance, it looks very similar to that sword cultivator.

Jin Ziming passed the new soul breath to Xiao Fei, and the latter was dragged into Leng Yue by Xiao Niba.

"Xiao Fei, after you are done with the token, you can teleport back to Leng Yue by doing this..."

After some explanations, Xiao Fei was forced into the token space without giving any time to ask questions, regardless of whether others understood or not.

Jin Ziming fully understands that the little mud's skill is definitely not lost, but the space material is still lost.

He suddenly thought of two questions and hurriedly said:
"When I run out of tokens, can Xiao Fei change the spirit information back?
And, if someone can check this token in the future, will he find that there is an extra teleportation formation inside? "

"Don't worry, when I do things, I never leave a tail behind. I have already considered these small demands of yours.

My teleportation array also has a self-destruct device. When it is no longer needed, I can activate it by passing a grain of ore from Lengyue, turning the array into fine powder.

Even if there is a powerful person to check the token afterwards, he didn't get in, so he probably wouldn't find the abnormality. "Little mud said proudly.

"Little mud, you are very thoughtful, amazing!"

Inside the token, Xiao Fei is busy.

For him now, it is still extremely challenging to erase Daoist Yuanying's soul information.

In order to prevent mistakes, he slowed down the pace and tossed for nearly an hour before finally getting it done.

Then it was to imprint Jin Ziming's spiritual aura on it. With the experience just erased, it took half a stick of incense time to complete it.

He hurriedly activated the teleportation formation, and returned to Leng Yue's space excitedly.

Xiao Niba threw him out, Xiao Fei hurriedly said:
"Master, it's done.

I read his identity information, remember, your name is 'Wang Haoqian' now. "

"Okay, thank you both." Jin Ziming said happily.

Hei Prison's mountain guard formation forbids the space magic weapon to pass through, so he had no choice but to fly out of the small space.

I found a place, pushed aside the thick snow, dug down from the hard ground, and hid all the gravel on my body.

There is no need to make any marks, he has a spiritual connection with these gravels, and within a certain range, he can sense them.

"Little mud, the Lengyue knife is also a magic weapon of space, right?"

"Well, it is."

(End of this chapter)