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

Chapter 351
Shortly after the meeting, the new gang leader Ma Cong indeed began to summon the middle and lower levels of the gang alone.

The entire Cavalry Gang had nearly thirty monks before this larger-scale "war".

Du Youqian couldn't figure out the specific number, because every gang would have secret hands.

Anyway, there are more than 20 monks on the surface, more than half of them are in the early stage of Qi training, a few people at the senior deacon level are in the middle stage of Qi training, and then the gang leaders and deputy gang leaders are in the late stage of Qi training.

It's simple and straightforward.

When Du Youqian was summoned, he naturally hid his aura to make himself look like he was still in the early stages of Qi training, otherwise there was no way to explain it.

Ma Cong seemed serious about his questioning, but was actually a little careless.

Because Ma Cong didn't regard him as a suspicious person at all.

In his opinion, the strength of "Zongli" is simply not enough to break open the treasure house, let alone take anything away from the treasure house.

"What did you do when the Sanquan Gang raided my gang?"

"Draw the escape route for me."

"What did you encounter on the way to escape?"

"I heard that you came back the day before yesterday and then disappeared again. What did you do?"

"What were you doing during yesterday's application?"

There seemed to be a lot of rigorous questions, but Du Youqian was well prepared and answered perfectly, without revealing any flaws.

Ma Cong raised his chin reservedly, "Okay, go out and call the next one in."

"Yes." Du Youqian turned around and walked out seemingly obediently, but he had already made a decision in his heart. When he fully recovered from his injuries, he would use his spiritual consciousness and secret skills to control the horse and use the caravan's shell to expand his power.

He is not interested in power. The power of a practitioner belongs to himself. The so-called power is actually a castle in the air when his own strength is not enough.

And if you have strength, then there is no need to pursue power, power will naturally depend on strength.

However, if he can rule a nearby area, it will help him search and quickly obtain cultivation resources. It is worth investing some energy in managing his power.

As for the mysterious foundation-building monks hidden behind the scenes, Du Youqian decided not to provoke them directly for the time being, but to use Ma Cong to indirectly guide, hint, and control them. When his strength returned to the point of perfect Qi training, he would then directly control them. .

This is because, although Du Youqian's strength can kill them easily, his body is relatively fragile after all.

Attack high and defend low, typical crispy skin.

But if you want to use the magical power of "copper skin and iron bones" and "so close to the end of the world", you are still unable to do so.

Therefore, if you directly control them now, if you cannot truly subdue them and they find an opportunity to trick you into plotting against you, you may fall.

But when my Qi training is complete...or close to it, I no longer have such worries.

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While Ma Cong was interrogating his men and eliminating suspicious elements, Wei Wei, He Kui and Shao Chunlai were looking at Uncle Da's body with frowns on their faces.

Wei Wei is the only Kun cultivator among the four foundation-building monks on this trip, and she is also the most beloved disciple of their master - he is so beloved that he calls her to teach alone every night.

In the Shengxia Sect, many female disciples want to warm the master's bed and sleep in them in exchange for the master's blessing and guidance.

But if they fail in this mission and harm Uncle Da, even if she is the master's favorite disciple, she will inevitably be severely punished.

The penalty is as little as half a life.

The worst thing is... losing his entire life, plus his soul will be tortured after death.

Because Uncle Da is not only Master's favorite junior brother, but also Master's cousin.

And the sect they belong to, the Shengxia Sect, is not an authentic Xuanmen sect, although it does not belong to the Demon Sect - it is not qualified to belong to the Demon Sect camp, because the Supreme Elder with the highest cultivation level is only at the level of forming pills, and is only a small sect. I'm not qualified to join any camp.

However, the founder of the sect learned his art from the Demon Sect, and the sect also hung out in the Demon Sect camp in the early years.

Therefore, although he is not qualified to join the camp now, the various rules of the Shengxia Sect are biased towards the side of the Demon Sect, which is more cruel and bloody.

"What do you think...?" Wei Wei spoke first and looked at her two senior brothers.

He Kui sighed: "What can be done? Find the stolen treasure as soon as possible and hand it over to the master. If the master is happy for a while, he may exempt us from the punishment. Besides, this matter is not our fault, but Da Da's fault." There was a problem with Uncle Master's divination and he suffered a backlash."

Wei Wei pouted, "It's not our fault? You can explain this to Master."

Another foundation builder, Shao Chunlai, is the one with the highest level of cultivation among them. He has five levels of foundation building.

At this time, he looked solemn: "Is there really something wrong with Uncle Da's divination?"

"What do you mean?" He Kui turned to look at him.

Shao Chunlai said with a heavy tone, "I'm afraid that the backlash against Uncle Da Master is not because there is something wrong with his divination."

He Kui said angrily, "Senior brother, what do you think the reason is?"

Shao Chunlai sighed: "Perhaps it's because the person who stole the treasure was a great man."

"Senior brother, what do you mean, Master Jiedan?" Wei Wei asked.

"Maybe more than that."

He Kui said dissatisfiedly: "Don't scare yourself, maybe it's just because the treasure's rank is too high."

Shao Chunlai retorted: "Uncle Ke Ke is a second-level divination expert. He has divined this treasure before, and vaguely calculated that the treasure should be an object in the ancient heaven. If there was a backlash, he would have been there long ago. He died from the backlash." He Kui insisted: "Maybe the backlash has accumulated, and now it explodes all at once."

"Stop arguing!" Wei Wei smiled charmingly, "What's there to argue about? I think that if a great man steals the treasure, he won't leave so many obvious traces."

He Kui was startled: "This does... make some sense."

"So, what should we do or what should we continue to do? We must find the treasure to save our own lives." Wei Wei looked at the two brothers, "Actually, the slave family is not afraid, as long as there are more slave families If you put in some effort and sleep with Master a few more times, maybe you won't be punished too severely. You are different. Master is not interested in your butts. If Master fails to form the elixir when we go back, how will he feel? No, you may not be able to save your life."

He Kui and Shao Chunlai seemed to have unchanged expressions, but in fact they were both trembling, obviously thinking of some terrible scene.

Shao Chunlai said: "Of course we have to be careful. But how to find the treasure? Uncle Da Shixian has passed away, and all our clues have been cut off. Don't you think that Ma Cong can just ask What's going on?"

"Then what good idea do you have, senior brother?" He Kui said impatiently.

"I'm asking you, what can I do? I've never been a smart person."

When Shao Chunlai said this, He Kui was speechless.

After a while, Wei Wei said: "The slave family doesn't have any good ideas for the time being. It's just that the slave family thinks that the treasure cannot be eaten, drunk, refined, or erased. Even if it is stolen, as long as the other party does not leave the Western Region, we can Search slowly. Moreover, the slave family feels that the person who stole the treasure is probably not a big shot, but probably a small monk living in the surrounding oasis. He will definitely not leave the Western Region in a short time."

Shao Chunlai thought about it for a while, then clapped his hands and said: "Junior sister is right, then let's settle down first, stay here with the Troopers, and search slowly. It's best to control that Ma Cong, and let the Troopers do it for us from now on. Do more legwork.”

He Kui also nodded: "Let's do it."

Wei Wei lowered his head to look at Uncle Da's body and sighed: "We have to waste a magical weapon from the slave family to preserve Uncle Da's body. If it is corrupted, Master must not go crazy when we return."

"You have to go find Ma Cong to get a good coffin." He Kui suggested.

"Let's go to the slave family!" Wei Wei sighed and stood up.

She left the room with her waist swaying, and when she got outside, she immediately changed her posture and walked out with the aura of a dignified foundation-building overhaul.

When she came to the room where Ma Cong was interrogating the gang, she happened to see a young man with a cold expression and a somewhat dark and rough skin, but he had a good-looking appearance, especially between his eyebrows and eyes, he had an aloof temperament.

She was stunned for a moment, then withdrew her gaze, glanced casually twice, and then walked into the room.

After asking Ma Cong for a high-quality coffin, she seemed to ask casually, "What is the name of the beautiful young man who went out just now?"

Ma Cong was stunned for a moment, then smiled slyly: "That's what I helped... Senior Deacon, Zongli."

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Du Youqian did not expect that in the blink of an eye, he would be promoted and achieve a great leap.

From a low-level deacon, he became a high-level deacon.

Although this time the Zouma Gang suffered some casualties among the middle and higher-ups in the Sanquan Gang's raid, it wouldn't be enough to help him, who was apparently only at the third level of Qi training, be promoted to the position of senior deacon, right?

After knowing the news, Du Youqian was a little murmuring in his heart.

Just close the door and forget it.

"Does this...means that I'm going to have bad luck? It should be a bad luck." Du Youqian thought of the news he pretended to have inadvertently inquired about. There were four of these mysterious foundation-building monks in total, and they were the ones the Sanquan Gang attacked the night before. , arrived just in time, what a coincidence.

It is said that among the four of them, there was one Kun Xiu, who was beautiful, had a voluptuous temperament, and his buttocks were so high that they could drive away people's souls. When he walked, his waist seemed to be broken, and it was twisted in a thrilling way.

It's like she has practiced some kind of charm technique.

Du Youqian thought of the coquettish woman he met at Ma Cong's door yesterday.

It should be her, right?Kun Xiu, who has built a foundation of cultivation, should be the only one in this oasis at the moment.

Du Youqian noticed the look in her eyes at that time.

His spiritual consciousness is still beyond that of the Golden Core Perfection cultivator and is very sensitive.

After thinking about it carefully, Du Youqian judged that he had no ability to resist now.

If you break up, you have to kill the person. If you don't kill him, your small body really can't withstand the sneak attack of the foundation-building monks.

Then if you don't break up, can you still obey her?

She is pretty, enchanting, and has learned the art of bewitching.

He must have experienced many battles and his skills must be pretty good.

Although it's a bit of a loss, it also makes his mysophobia a little uncomfortable...

But...it's pretty after all.

It’s not that I can’t bear it.

The next day, Ma Cong called him back and said that after he was promoted to senior deacon, he had some new arrangements for him.

When Du Youqian arrived, he found that the strange Kun Xiu was also in the room.

As expected, she is very enchanting and beautiful, and those big eyes painted with purple eyeshadow seem to be seductive, and she can't stop talking.

Du Youqian listened absently to Ma Cong's nagging work arrangements, but in his mind he was recalling a secret technique he had learned in Monan: "Jie Lin's Secret Teaching of the Technique of Returning to the Bridal Chamber".

Grinding the gun before the battle, unhappy also light.

(End of this chapter)