Brave the world of self-cultivation with the aura of Jack Su

Chapter 71
"My master has always kept a low profile. I didn't expect you to have heard of her." Gu Ziping tilted his head slightly and said.

Gong Peirong lowered his head and smiled slightly, and said, "It's also by chance, I heard it from someone else's mouth."

"Okay, the dungeon is here." He said to the people behind him: "There used to be a lot of people living here, but recently everyone has something to do and won't come back at night. You can find a place to stay temporarily."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Shen Mengzhou thanked.

"Be polite, it's just a matter of raising your hands." The man waved his hand with a hearty look.

Nodding with the young people around him, he left the passage and walked outside.

Liu Pan's fingertips condensed spiritual light, and suddenly noticed the very delicate carved bed on the left.

"Oh my god, who put this here? Couldn't it be Senior Sister Chu and Fairy Liu? I really enjoy it, tsk tsk."

Gu Ziping wanted to take a closer look, but Shen Mengzhou grabbed his collar by his side.

The young man warned in a warm voice: "It's a place for girls, how can you go and watch it at will?"

Gu Ziping pouted and said, "What's the matter? Anyway, I won't go in, so I'll just stand outside the fence and watch."

Shen Mengzhou patted his junior brother on the head, and criticized: "Where is this standing and watching? It is impolite to secretly look at her bed while the master is away."

"I know, I know, don't read."

The boy ran away covering his head.

Han Shi found a cubicle where no one had lived in before, and made a messy single bed.

"When I go on patrol tomorrow, I must learn from Senior Sister Chu and Fairy Liu and buy a comfortable big bed."

Liu Pan lived in his cubicle.

Hearing his words, he responded casually: "You can pull it down and buy something? Let's talk about it when there are spirit stones..."

"Alas~" Han Shi inevitably sighed again.

He is too difficult.

When Gong Peirong walked outside the dungeon, the smile on his face disappeared.

He didn't have time to really care about a group of newcomers, mainly to find out their backgrounds.

The so-called real person is the Jindan stage, and the so-called real monarch has already reached the Nascent Soul.

The disciples there still have some background.

Disciples who are more valued will generally have a soul lamp lit by the master.

The light of death is extinguished, and as a master, he can see the murderer who killed his apprentice, and go to the ends of the earth to hunt down the murderer.

That demon was trapped in the city lord's mansion, so he wanted him to cause trouble outside, so that he would be blamed in the end.

This is absolutely impossible.

That array...he'll put it away for now, let Moxiu see what happens.

The soldiers came to cover up the water, and even if Moxiu accused him of using the public to seek personal gain, the crime was not a heinous felony. At worst, he would leave the law enforcement team in the end.

But if you offend the real monarch and form an inextricable hatred, you can only walk around without food.

In the middle of the night, inside the city lord's mansion.

Mo Xiu sat in front of the desk, behind him was a big window, and the faint moonlight printed his figure on the ground.

On the table in front of him, there was a box with dense and magnificent patterns on it.

The middle-aged Moxiu dressed in black stroked the box with slow and tender movements, as if with infinite affection.

He planned to play a big ticket tonight, and after he finished playing this ticket, he would leave this broken city lord's mansion.

The coward of the city lord, lacking in planning, is simply unreliable.

He couldn't let the situation just stalemate here, he had to find a way to break through by himself.

With a wicked smile, Moxiu gradually exaggerated the smile on the corner of his mouth, and his pupils were jumping with excitement.

The box engraved with magnificent patterns was opened, and inside was a small dark box.

The small box was the size of a baby's palm, pitch black and colorless, as if it could absorb all the light around it.

The black-robed Moxiu didn't open the small black box in a hurry.

He knew that there was his fellow disciple at the door, and he was once a saint with a high status in the sect.

As long as he opened the small box, the yellow-haired saint with half-haired hair could sense it.

She will definitely try her best to rush into the city lord's mansion and try her best to snatch the fragments in his hand.

So, after he opened that little box, time would be cherished extraordinarily.

The black-robed demon cultivator took out another formation plate, and carefully looked at the formation circuit engraved on it, which was very similar to the one in Gong Peirong's hand.

The formation disk he gave to Gong Peirong was not separate, it was a set of sub-mother disk with the one in his hand.

The one in his hand is the mother disk, and the one in Gong Peirong's hand is the sub disk.

Just like the Gu worms in the Nanzhou continent, the larvae will provide nutrients to the mother worms, and the two can also sense each other.

Even if Gong Peirong disobeyed him, he could still drive the array in the opponent's hand.

Since taking over the array, the one surnamed Gong has been unable to escape.

If you don't disobey him, he will suck others first; if you disobey him, he will suck that villain first.

The black-robed demon cultivator mobilized his demon energy and urged the formation disk inside his hands.

At the same time, the formation disk in Gong Peirong's storage bag also responded.

Several people in the Law Enforcement Hall have already taken a break, and everyone is meditating, with their minds separated from the outside.

Gong Peirong was also meditating, and there was a faint milky white film around him, which was the aura defense he had set up for himself.

The man who was immersed in the practice of breathing did not notice the strangeness in himself at the first time.

It wasn't until he began to breathe stagnantly that he gradually regained his senses.

Gong Peirong, who vaguely sensed the causal changes in his body, was shocked, and quickly took out the array disk in his storage bag.

Seeing that the array disk that had been activated had vaguely sucked something away from him, he was so frightened that he quickly threw it away.

However, the formation disk that fell to the ground did not stop absorbing, and the formation circuit on it became more and more clear, shining with a strange purple light.

The powerful formation broke through the material that carried it, and gradually grew larger out of thin air, absorbing living creatures within its range.

Gong Peirong was so frightened that he quickly bombarded the formation on the ground with spiritual energy.

But his attack had no effect at all, unable to stop the gradually expanding formation.

Xu Guangyi, who was in the same room as Gong Peirong, was woken up, his scholarly and elegant face carried an imperceptible indifference.

He looked at the ever-expanding formation on the ground, and Gong Peirong who looked panic-stricken beside him, and frowned fiercely.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a deep voice.

Seeing his teammates in the same room woke up, Gong Peirong finally regained his sobriety twice, and calmed down a little.

"Someone threw a formation, and my luck still has vitality, and part of it was sucked away."

Even if something like this happened, Gong Peirong still did not forget to cover it up for himself.

Xu Guangyi was startled when he heard his words, and quickly got out of bed, went out of the room, and woke up his teammates in other rooms.

Seeing him leave, Gong Peirong hurriedly left the room, no longer in a stalemate with the formation, thinking about smashing it.

On the other side, feeling that something was coming from the formation, the black-robed Moxiu opened the small dark box and took out the fragments shining with holy silver light.

He put the fragments on the formation plate in his hand, and recited a stagnant sacrificial rite in ancient language.

The array plate in Moxiu's hand shattered, the array became bigger, and the fragments embedded in the center of the array became more and more shiny.

The colorless and invisible luck and vitality were absorbed into the fragments, and after traveling around for a while, they were transmitted to Moxiu, who was chanting the ancient sacrificial rites.

After the transmission of those lucks, the magic energy on Moxiu's body became more active, as if he was cheering.

Qingling, who was squatting at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, woke up suddenly, and took out a magic weapon that looked like Sinan in the storage bag.

There was a needle on it, pointing at the direction of the City Lord's Mansion and trembling constantly.

"The traitor used the fragments, get up, get up quickly." She woke up the two people on the left and right.

Liu Piaopiao woke up from the state of meditation, and looked at the magic weapon in the hands of the enchanting girl.

The other demon cultivators behind Qingling are already ready to go.

"I asked Lao Lu to come here. Don't rush into the city lord's mansion directly. There are traps inside. If no one leads the way, you will not be able to get to that demon cultivator." Liu Piaopiao got up and told the enchanting girl beside her. road.

After speaking, Liu Piaopiao sent a message to Lu Song with the contact token of the law enforcement team.

In the law enforcement hall on the other side, Xu Guangyi, Tang Zhilong, Zhang Yuelin, and Gong Peirong looked at the enlarged formation in front of them, all helpless.

Shen Mengzhou and the others were still resting in the dungeon.

But in the entire law enforcement team, only Gong Peirong knew that they were in the dungeon, and the others didn't know that there was a newcomer.

But Gong Peirong, who was anxious, agitated, and panic-stricken, had long forgotten the young man he had led to live in the dungeon.

Shen Mengzhou was the first to feel the sensation. The first time he felt abnormal, he woke up the young man beside him.

Then he woke up Han Shi Liu Pan next to him.

"This place is not normal. I feel that my karma seems to have changed, and something is slowly taking away the vitality from my body." Shen Mengzhou said: "Let's leave here first, there may be an accident."

"Let's go then!" Liu Pan was a little nervous.

The causal lifespan of a cultivator is very important, and if there is a slight change, they may miss the Dao.

Several people quickly left the dungeon, saw the expanded formation on the ground, and hurriedly left the range of the formation.

"Oh my god, what evil did I do? I just came to the law enforcement team on the first day, and I encountered such a thing. Before the spirit stone was earned, the vitality was taken away. What a loss to my wife. Soldiers." Liu looked forward to the formation not far away from him, weeping and wailing loudly.

"Let's go to the back hall first and ask what happened." Shen Mengzhou said.

He still remembered that when he first came here, the boy in charge of registration said that there were always people resting in Chaoyang City Law Enforcement Hall.

When Tang Zhilong and the others saw the young men coming around the formation, they were obviously puzzled.

But when I saw the team uniforms on them, I understood something.

"Who are you?" The handsome Zhang Yuelin asked first.

"We are Chaoyang Sect disciples, and we are here as temporary team members." Shen Mengzhou replied.

"Several seniors, I want to ask, what happened here? Why did such a formation suddenly appear? We rest in the dungeon for a while, knowing nothing, and no one notified us, so that the vitality was taken away Part of it." Han Shi frowned and asked several people.

There was some anger in his heart.

The law enforcement hall was originally a place to maintain law and order, but such a thing appeared on the boundary of the law enforcement hall, so that several of their newcomers suffered for no reason.

However, these old players are the old gods, and they don't know their existence at all.

Gong Peirong saw a few young people appearing, and only then did he think of these people.

But he didn't feel much guilt.

He didn't activate the formation, and he didn't deliberately dismiss these people. What's wrong with him?

Shen Mengzhou looked at Gong Peirong, seeing that the man didn't show annoyance at all, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

"I'm sorry, you just came across such a thing, but we really don't know what's going on with this formation, and we don't know that there are newcomers here today." The older Tang Zhilong said aloud, with vicissitudes in his mellow The sound eased the atmosphere a little.

The three youths, one young man, glanced at Gong Peirong at the same time, and suppressed the anger in their hearts.

"I've already contacted the captain, and he'll be here right away." Zhang Yuelin said, "Today's incident is rather strange. As soon as I woke up, this formation was by my bed."

Gong Peirong felt aggrieved for a while.

He was the worst one, and he didn't know how much he was sucked.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but now he feels uncomfortable all over his body.

City Lord's Mansion.

The black-robed devil moved his muscles and bones, left his room with a red face, and walked towards the place where the city lord's army was stationed.

In the past few days, he has already figured out the City Lord's Mansion clearly.

Now, he was only a little bit short of breaking through to Nascent Soul. Although he couldn't beat the stage of transforming gods, it would not be a problem for him to leave Chaoyang City.

Most of the people stationed in the city lord's mansion are high-level qi practitioners, and those who have built foundations are all small leaders, who already have their own small single room.

Those government soldiers who were immersed in meditation did not realize that someone had done something to them.

Lu Song led a large group of people into the city lord's mansion, avoided heavy restrictions, relied on the magic weapon in Qing Ling's hand, and touched the place where the demon cultivator was... The ground was full of low-level monks who had been sucked dry, Those people seemed to be struggling with all their strength until the last moment of their lives.

The last images during his lifetime were extremely painful.

The black-robed demon cultivator knew that he didn't have much time, and at the last moment he was trying his best to sigh the luck and vitality around him.

At this time, the barriers of cultivation on his body had gradually collapsed, and he felt the catastrophe that he was gradually gathering.

"He's so vicious..." Chu Jing said, frowning.

People in the cultivation world more or less have blood on their hands.

Some are because of kindness, and some are because of greed. This is the first time she has encountered people who are directly drained like this.

Liu Piaopiao also had an ugly face.

She only knew that the fragment would suck away people's luck, but she didn't expect that she could rely on the formation to absorb the luck and vitality of everyone around on a large scale until it sucked people dry.

"Your Highness, you are late." Moxiu turned his head, his face was full of malice and provocation.

(End of this chapter)