Infinite Immortal Cultivation Simulation

Chapter 41
Chang Xin retracted her gaze and said lightly, "She has some kind of spiritual treasure on her body, which can block our sight of exploration."

Only this is possible!

The others laughed, "Yeah, how could Chu Mei'er be higher than our cultivation level, she is just a waste of spiritual roots, and her cultivation speed is slow. If you want to break through once, it is as difficult as reaching the sky."

"It should have been given to her by Elder Chen, I'm really envious."

They were not afraid that Chu Mei'er would hear their discussions.

In the dead of night, Chu Mei'er finally got up, came to the place where the moonlight could shine, and continued to sit cross-legged on the ground to absorb the spiritual energy.

Her multi-linguistic roots, like four gluttonous gluttons in her body, continue to devour the spiritual energy she absorbed.

This means that her practice is twice the result with half the effort, and she needs to work four times harder than others to achieve the same effect.

No wonder Dollingen is called trash.

However, she made an unexpected discovery.

The aura stored in Doling Root is very strong, and it consumes less in battle.

Therefore, at the same level, her combat power will be stronger.

This is also a pros and cons.

Chang Xin, who was not yet asleep, heard the movement and opened her eyes to take a look.

But seeing Chu Meier looking for a place to practice, she rubbed her eyes and stood up.

"Aren't you going to sleep at night?"

Chu Mei'er stood under the moonlight, her skin was as white as jade, and it seemed that the essence of the moonlight was all in one, even Chang Xin couldn't help but look in amazement.

"Yeah." Chu Mei'er responded without any intention of communicating with her.

Chang Xin didn't care, and sat beside her.

"Multi-lineage spiritual roots are extremely difficult to cultivate. Until now, I haven't heard of the existence of multi-lineage spiritual roots powerhouses. Have you ever thought that you might be doing useless work when you cultivate so seriously?"

Chu Mei'er frowned, "So what?"

With just four words, Chang Xin's next words were blocked.

Chang Xin hooked the corner of her mouth, got up and went back to the tent.

Having wasted a day, Chu Mei'er wanted to find a chance to leave here.

She used her mental power to investigate, but found that among those people, some of them were not asleep and were secretly spying on her movements.

She frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

Spying on her?

To be on the safe side, she didn't move and meditated all night.

Shanling Village is a remote mountain village.

Something weird has happened here recently.

Poultry died inexplicably, their bodies torn apart, and trees and crops were inexplicably withered and died.

After Chang Xin and his party entered the small village, they found that it was dead.

The doors of every house were closed, and there was not even the sound of roosters and dogs.

They were all at the Qi-refining stage, and they didn't notice the existence of a magic cultivator. They just thought this small village was weird.

And these, in Chu Mei'er's eyes, are full of black air and the breath of death.

She raised her hand to lightly touch the black silk thread floating in the air, and the silk thread surging as if she was floating.

what is this?
Chang Xin wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Find someone to ask about the situation first."

"Everyone went to explore around."

Chang Xin's voice fell, and everyone dispersed in twos and threes.

For a while, Chu Mei'er was out of order.

She didn't notice that the others disappeared quickly, just raised her eyes and looked in one direction.

These black threads in the air are all going in one direction.

She was dragged all the way forward, and finally stopped in front of an inn.

In the inn, a figure in a black robe turned his back to her, sitting at the table eating noodles.

"Oh? Foundation Establishment Period?" The man's hoarse voice sounded slowly.

(End of this chapter)