Infinite Immortal Cultivation Simulation

Chapter 43
Multiple lines of spiritual roots have been waste physiques since ancient times.

Cultivation is twice the result with half the effort, no matter how hard you practice, you can't reach the level of your peers with a single spiritual root.

Mo Xiu felt strange.

The little girl looked no more than ten years old.

Even if she started cultivating in the womb, it is impossible for her to reach this level of cultivation at such a young age.

"No need." Chu Meier's voice was light.

She was worrying about how to get rid of these guys when she came out this time, and now it seemed that she didn't need to do anything extra.

Kill these disciples?
She really didn't have this plan.

But it's just a small period of refining Qi, and it doesn't catch her eyes at all.

After getting her response, the face under Moxiu's hat rarely showed a slight smile.

"it is good."

The clear voice fell, and a gust of wind blew by, and he disappeared without a trace.

Chu Meier could sense that the devilish energy around here hadn't disappeared, and Moxiu was still nearby.

She didn't stay any longer, turned her head and left, and was going to find the nearest forest to pick some natural treasures and recharge the system.

Here, Chang Xin and the others, who just came back, hid far away in the grass next to the entrance of the village and stared at the movement there.

But she never expected that Chu Meier walked out unscathed.

Chang Xin frowned, "She's still alive?"

"Senior sister, do you want us to...do it?"

"Go, kill her, don't leave her alive."

"Yes!"

Several people were gearing up, smiled at each other, and walked towards Chu Meier.

Chu Meier paused her steps, her eyes were cold as she looked at the few people who were gradually approaching.

She pretended to be nonchalant and smiled, "So you are here, where is Senior Sister Chang Xin? There is no one in this village, and it has become an empty city. What should we do next?"

Finally, Chang Xin walked out from the grass, "I have no intention of accepting the first mission at all."

Several sect disciples surrounded Chu Meier, all with malicious smiles on their faces.

Chang Xin was holding a long sword, and there was no longer the gentle smile on his face, only the coldness remained.

"Your luck is really good. You didn't meet the demon cultivator inside. I thought that if the demon cultivator got rid of you, we wouldn't need to spend a lot of trouble. It seems that we have to do it ourselves."

Chu Meier did not show the panicked expression she imagined.

This surprised Chang Xin a little.

Chu Meier's eyes were as black as ink, staring at Chang Xin.

Her pupils seemed to have turned into endless vortexes, capable of devouring a person's soul.

"So, from the beginning, you have been waiting to plot against me."

From the beginning, Chang Xin took the initiative to invite, and everything was in the plan?
Chang Xin sneered, "Yeah, it's a calculation. Don't you think that you can join my team with your rubbish talents that are mostly spiritual roots?"

"Look at them, they are all at the fifth or sixth level of the Qi refining period, but what about you? What advantage do you have? Why should I take the initiative to invite you? Have you never doubted it from the beginning to the end?"

How could there be no doubts.

It's just that she doesn't care.

Chu Meier looked at the crowd coldly. They were aggressive, with obvious hostility and... killing intent.

"I have no grievances or enmities with you, why are you trying to plot me here?"

Chang Xin smiled leisurely, and said a name, "Shi Xinxin."

"She paid a high price for your life, and I took it."

How much hatred and hatred.

Chu Meier curled her lips into a mocking smile, "This woman really holds a grudge."

"Although I have no grievances with you, the price she offered is too high."

Chang Xin took a few steps back, stood outside the standing circle, looked at her coldly, "Do it!"

(End of this chapter)