The cave is actually myself

Chapter 245 Am I a Double?
In the thick black mist, the four alchemy cultivators each occupy a position, walking cautiously in the black mist.

Two are in the middle stage of forming pills, and two are in the early stages of forming pills. The lineup is strong.

"Senior brother, the Immortal Fate Tower that has been widely circulated recently should be nearby, right?"

One of the monks in the early stage of the Light Unity Pill used his spiritual thoughts to transmit the message.

"That's right, according to what I learned from several monks who accidentally entered the so-called Immortal Fate, the strange building appears nearby the most often. As long as we find the strange building and deal with the monks inside, all the treasures in the building will be ours. ."

A ferocious alchemist in the mid-stage of alchemy transmitted his voice, his eyes flickering fiercely.

"With the strength of the four of us, it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with the owner of the Immortal Fate Tower. According to the monks who entered the Immortal Fate Tower, the long-bearded monk should be in the realm of pill formation.

Although the [-] or [-] attendants inside are all foundation-building cultivators, because they are some kind of special puppets, their strength is slightly lower than that of ordinary foundation-building monks. "

"The two of them work together to trap the long-bearded monk, and the other two quickly deal with the puppets. Then they work together to deal with the long-bearded monk. Even if he is in the middle stage of pill formation, they are very sure to kill him."

"In case it is the late stage of pill formation, there is still no problem in escaping. As for the Yuanying Great Monk...which Yuanying Great Monk would be so free as to come to Luomeng Mountain to pretend to be a ghost?"

The leader sneered, and the four of them deduced that the so-called Xianyuan building was just a monk who formed an alchemy pretending to be mysterious, pretending to be a ghost, and doing things under the guise of bestowing Xianyuan.

The treasures that were circulated were probably half-true and half-false, and most of them were suitable for foundation-building monks. However, there were indeed some good things in them. After some discussion, the four of them decided to kill the long-bearded monk in the wooden building and destroy the wooden building. And the treasures inside are taken as their own.

"According to rumors, if a group of monks become the target of the Immortal Fate Building, a phantom array will be generated, and then a monk will be placed into the building. At the same time, the strange building will avoid other monks to prevent themselves from being discovered."

"So, no matter who among the four of us is chosen to enter the strange building, the others will seize the opportunity to find out the location of the Immortal Fate Building, try to trap it, and then attack and kill the long-bearded monk together."

The leading monk quickly made arrangements with his spiritual thoughts, and the other three secretly agreed.

After the four people left, eyeballs of different shapes came out one after another from rocks, trees and other places, looking indifferently at the direction in which they left.

"The four pill-forming monks are here with bad intentions... I don't know if they can withstand the great opportunity presented by the Immortal Fate Tower."

In the Luobao Hunting Building, Lu Yuan was lying on a wooden chair. Two wooden arms extended from the back of the wooden chair, gently beating his shoulders.

After a while, the four monks suddenly felt the world spinning, and their spiritual consciousness entered a trance.

One of them seemed to be guided by something and quickly disappeared into the black mist.

The other three people had powerful spiritual thoughts and woke up from the illusion array one after another. They looked at each other meaningfully and also disappeared into the mist.

The person who was chosen by Lu Yuan was the leader of the mid-stage alchemy cultivator.

He looked at the green and black wooden building with a small blood-red lantern hanging in front of him, a smile appeared on his lips, and a nearly transparent insect fell from his back and merged into the soil.

After telling the three companions his location, the leading monk came to the wooden building and gently opened the door.

creak.

Inside the door, two rows of handsome boys and girls greeted the monks.

Everyone was wearing snow-white clothes, which made their faces look pale, with smiles on their lips, and the pulls were exactly the same. At first glance, they felt inexplicably weird.

The hall was wider than expected. The leading monk in the middle stage of alchemy formation passed through the middle path of boys and girls and came to the end.

A long-bearded monk was lying lazily on a black and blue wooden chair, holding an ancient scroll in his hand, closing his eyes and shaking his head, as if he was recalling the profound contents of the scroll.

"When a distinguished guest comes, he is welcomed from afar. Now that he has entered my Immortal Fate Building, it means that he has a deep fate with me, and he will naturally be rewarded with a treasure."

The long-bearded monk heard the footsteps of the monk in the middle stage of pill formation and slowly opened his eyes. At the same time, a handsome young man came to the monk holding a white jade plate.

The leading monk opened the cloth covering it, and a third-grade Xuanyin flower was placed on a white jade plate. There was still a light layer of frost on the leaves. It could be seen that it had not been long since it was picked.

The leading monk picked up the third-grade Xuanyin flower, and gently twirled it between his fingers, and the faint frost fell to the ground like snowflakes.

"I heard that there is a mysterious Immortal Fate Building in Luomeng Mountain. Monks who accidentally enter the building can obtain various Immortal Fate treasures, and may even change their own cultivation destiny."

"But I was greatly disappointed when I came in. It's just a third-grade Xuanyin flower. Is this the so-called immortal fate?"

Before he finished speaking, the Xuanyin flower in the monk's hand condensed into an ice flower, fell to the ground, and broke into more than ten pieces.

Lu Yuan looked at the monk with a smile on his face.

"There is a great destiny, but with your luck, you are only worthy of this Xuanyin flower."

"Really? Can you let me see the so-called Great Immortal Fate?" The leading monk stepped forward with an imposing manner.

Lu Yuan's mouth curved even wider, and with a thought, a demon flag made of white bones and filled with sinister energy appeared in front of the pill-forming monk.

"What do you think of this fifth-grade Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

Before the Danjie monk could react, another tea leaf exuding amazing spiritual energy floated over.

"If the Ten Thousand Soul Banner doesn't work? How about this piece of exquisite glazed tea?"

"How about this sixth-grade magic weapon Yuanji Tiandu Seal?"

"Or this sixth-grade treasure from Sword Peacock, Gengjin Sword Feather?"

As one piece after another of heavyweight treasures appeared in front of the monk, the expression on his face gradually became uneasy and panicked.

Most of the Xianyuan buildings that appeared before were at the third and fourth rank stage, which made him think that the so-called Xianyuan building was just playing tricks, and its own strength was not very good. Pin Geng Golden Sword Feather...

All this shows that the Xianyuan Tower and the long-bearded monks in front of them are by no means as simple as they thought.

escape!
Such a thought came to his mind for the first time. Before he could take any action, he saw a huge scarlet eyeball quietly appearing in the hall, looking at the monk intently.

The monk's spiritual thoughts and spiritual energy froze for an instant, and in that moment, a huge paper house fell from the sky and enveloped him.

A rich yin energy filled the hall, and a white paper man with his face covered suddenly came to the monk's side.

Countless worm-like white paper tapes tightly wrapped the monk, and a sharp bone spur penetrated deeply from the top of his head. The white paper tape continued to squirm, and soon, the monk's skin was completely cut off.

"It's a bit ugly, but it's still pretty good."

In the remaining consciousness of the monk, he saw the long-bearded monk take off his skin, revealing his dark and strange skeletal body, and then carefully put his own skin on.

"What happened! I became a substitute?!"

The monk's last thought rang out, and he immediately fell into boundless darkness.

(End of this chapter)