I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 266 Mortals beheaded immortals

In the tall building boat, the ancestor of the Guo family walked as fast as flying, not affected by the bumps at all.

He came to the best cabin, knocked on the door lightly, and without waiting for the people inside to respond, he said: "Miss Qian, according to the spies' report, the little thief came ashore not far ahead. Went into a woods and never came out.”

Jiang Qian, who had been keeping her eyes closed, opened her eyes, walked out of the cabin without saying a word, and came to the deck.

The ancestor of the Guo family had been following closely, and now he pointed out the direction to her.

"Eh?" After looking at it for a long time, Jiang Qian frowned.

The ancestor of the Guo family has been paying attention to her expression, but he didn't dare to ask.

This woman is too moody, and she especially hates mortals questioning her. She often kills people in anger. He doesn't want to get into trouble with this.

If the woman wanted to explain, she could. If she didn't want to, he could only accept it helplessly.

After all, Jiang Qian is the main person on this trip. He is just a handyman and must understand his position.

"I wonder which fellow Taoist is here?" Jiang Qian said to herself.

Fellow?

The ancestor of the Guo family was shocked.

He has served Mr. Jiang for a long time and has initially gained some common sense.

For these monks, only those who are fellow monks are worthy of being called fellow Taoists.

Innate masters like him are just slaves who can be supported and killed at will.

But where did the monks come from in this wilderness?
Could that little thief be related to a certain monk?
If this trip adds twists and turns, it will be difficult for me to do business when I go back.

When the building boat docked, the ancestor of the Guo family quickly landed ashore with a group of men. Then with an order, these men, who were second-rate at best, spread out and surrounded them in a fan shape.

Jiang Qian walked ashore calmly and walked slowly to the edge of the woods, then stopped and looked over.

The ancestor of the Guo family didn't know the reason and didn't dare to ask, so he tried to say: "Miss Qian, can I ask the people below to go in and investigate?"

Jiang Qian shook her head solemnly, "No."

In her eyes, the stones and thick branches in the forest seemed to be placed in a haphazard manner, but in fact they were well versed in the formation. It should be a formation that shielded the line of sight and isolated the detection of spiritual consciousness to a certain extent.

To be able to use such ubiquitous materials to lay out such a formation, the fellow Taoist or senior inside must be a second-level formation master, right?

If it weren't for the little thief the young master wanted being inside, Jiang Qian would have really wanted to turn around and leave.

After thinking about it, she was still unwilling to give in, so she exhaled and said, "Who is this fellow Taoist who lives here?"

Suddenly, a consciousness so powerful that it made her tremble came over her. Someone conveyed with his consciousness: "Hey, where did this little girl come from and call me fellow Taoist? Are you qualified to call me fellow daoist?"

This divine consciousness was so powerful that it exceeded her imagination.

Compared to the young master who was like a god in her mind, he was at least dozens of times more powerful.

OMG!

Why am I so unlucky? What a bad year!

When I went out to catch a thief, I encountered a foundation-building overhaul.

Jiang Qian wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Little girl, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Qian said loudly: "The slave family is not cultivated enough to transmit thoughts with spiritual consciousness. Please forgive me, senior. The slave family was ordered by the master to arrest a thief who stole my things."

"Little thief? Hey, that's not the story I heard."

Of course Jiang Qian didn't dare to hand her paw to a foundation-building major cultivator, not even when the young master came. The young master was only expected to build a foundation, not a foundation.

But she was unwilling to let her go back like this. After thinking about it, she asked loudly: "Can you ask the senior to give me a name so that I can give an explanation to my master when I go back?"

She was relying on her status as a woman, hoping that the foundation-building overhaul would give her face.

The reality is that she doesn’t understand the world of spiritual practice very well.

Du Youqian was a little speechless in the formation. Where did this woman come from with such a thick skin? She must have never been in contact with the real spiritual world. Otherwise, someone would have taught her how to be a human being (meeting a righteous monk), or let her be reincarnated. Become a human being (meet the Demonic Monk).

A little shrimp in the early stage of qi training dares to let the Foundation Establishment Overhaul leave her name so that she can go back to work. Is it Liang Jingru who gave you the courage?
But having said that, this woman is so ignorant of advancement and retreat, which is exactly what Du Youqian wants.

He didn't want this woman to leave alive.

So he endured the weakness that was about to dry up and continued to convey with his spiritual consciousness: "Hey, the little girl is very brave. Forget it, I will let my new disciple take out my sword and show it to you. . You will know after reading it.”

Then Du Youqian took the iron sword he bought for five taels of silver and slowly walked out of the woods.

Seeing him, Jiang Qian snorted: "You're lucky."

This little thief was protected by Foundation Establishment, so she didn't dare to do anything.

But she didn't dare to take action, but someone wanted to do it.

This person... is naturally not the ancestor of the Guo family.

The ancestor of the Guo family saw that Jiang Qian's arrogance was suppressed so much that he naturally did not dare to make a mistake. Even if he stared at Du Youqian with hatred almost overflowing, he did not dare to say a harsh word.The one who wanted to take action was naturally Du Youqian.

He held the sword and approached step by step with an expressionless face.

He walked very slowly, so slowly that Jiang Qian became impatient.

Du Youqian didn't stop until he was three steps away from Jiang Qian.

Jiang Qian's eyes had already started spitting fire, "Bring it here!"

Du Youqian smiled slightly and slowly raised his sword.

Jiang Qian has not yet realized that the crisis is approaching.

Although she was only in the early stage of Qi training, her spiritual consciousness could already cover an area of ​​two to three feet.

During the time when Du Youqian walked slowly over, she had already scanned Du Youqian several times with her spiritual consciousness and confirmed that Du Youqian was an ordinary person who had never practiced martial arts. His bones and muscles were very sparse, and there was no trace of blood in his body. Infuriating.

And the most important thing is that Du Youqian did not show any killing intention - killing a weak chicken in the early stage of Qi training is just like killing a chicken. It can be done easily, and naturally no killing intention is needed.

"Please take a look!" After Du Youqian said this, Jiang Qian's eyes naturally fell on the sword.

Even if Du Youqian pointed the tip of his sword at her, she didn't feel anything wrong.

After all, with her third level of Qi training, an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts would be unable to cut her oily skin even if he wields a magic weapon.

Why should she be nervous?
The ancestor of the Guo family on the side realized something was wrong, but before he could speak to remind him, he saw a flash of cold light.

A thin red line slowly appeared on Jiang Qian's snowy neck.

She opened her mouth, but no words came out, only blood foam gushed out.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly and touched her neck. She seemed to want to scream, but she had no strength.

The next moment, her beautiful face was lifeless and her head fell off, but strangely, contrary to common sense, no blood spurted out from her neck, as if most of the blood in her body had disappeared.

Du Youqian was extremely satisfied and blood-sacrificed a monk who was in the early stage of Qi training so that his next sword could exert great power without having to consume too much.

Before the Guo family ancestor, who had a look of horror and disbelief on his face, could come to his senses, Du Youqian struck back with a sword.

The reaction of the ancestor of the Guo family was not unpleasant. He almost immediately took out his weapon. It was a scimitar with a large arc and a very narrow blade. It was a famous magic weapon in the martial arts world.

Then he took out an earth thick skin talisman with his left hand and slapped it on his body.

"Ding!" That was the sound of the divine weapon's scimitar being cut off.

"Hi!" It sounded like a sound like piercing a sack.

The ancestor of the Guo family had deep doubts in his eyes. Although his throat was pierced, the powerful vitality of the innate master kept him from dying for a while.

He wanted to ask Mr. Jiang: Why did you give me a fake talisman?Are you not serious enough in serving me?Or did you accidentally violate your taboos at some point when you were little?

The Thick Skin Talisman you gave me was just like paper. It was pierced by an ordinary person who had never practiced martial arts with a single sword!

With a "plop", Jiang Qian's headless body fell to the ground.

Du Youqian withdrew his sword, and the Guo family ancestor also fell down weakly.

The large group of Guo family children brought by the Guo family ancestor, as well as the dead soldiers raised by them, saw their ancestor, whom they regarded as a god, die without even making a single move. They were completely unacceptable and thought this was ridiculous. dream, just want to wake up from the nightmare quickly.

The few who knew a little about Jiang Qian's identity had dull eyes and murmured, "Mortals kill immortals, mortals kill immortals..."

Du Youqian casually wiped the blood on the clothes of the ancestor of the Guo family with his sword and looked at these people.

He was in a good mood, and with just a little trick, he killed the monk who should have been difficult to deal with in his current mortal body with minimal loss, and solved the big trouble.

Therefore, he did not have to kill all these people.

Moreover, people are not pigs, and they will not wait there one by one for him to kill.

With his current speed and status, it would be impossible for him to catch up with someone who just wanted to escape.

However, these people were not grateful. A middle-aged man who looked about sixty-seven times similar to the ancestor of the Guo family, after being stunned for a while, raised his arms and shouted: "This little thief used magic to harm the ancestor. Let's all come together and kill him." He cut it into pieces to avenge our ancestor!"

A sparse response sounded.

After all, these people are the direct descendants and dead soldiers of the Guo family. Although their morale is not high, and they may be retreating in their hearts, they did muster the courage to charge towards Du Youqian with their swords in hand.

Du Youqian had no choice but to use his "blood-eating" sword intent to kill a few weak ones first and use their essence and blood to temporarily increase his strength.

Then after a lot of effort, he killed less than half of the hundreds of martial arts masters, and then they panicked and started to flee.

Du Youqian, who had escaped, naturally did not pursue him. A few screamed and said "ancestor" with tears in their eyes, and those who stayed behind were determined to fight to the death. Du Youqian was kind enough to send them off to reunite with their ancestors.

You're welcome. Although he has been reincarnated many times, Du Youqian has never forgotten his spirit of helping others.

Finally, looking at the messy corpses on the ground, Du Youqian didn't want to touch the corpses.

In the end, he selected the most well-dressed ones, got some silver from them, exchanged them for a quasi-magical sword, and then left.

(End of this chapter)