Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

Chapter 115 Assassination

"This second-level spell has a good breath-containing effect."

"After practicing the 'Mountain and River Consciousness Cultivating Technique' to the point of entering the hall, the strength of my spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a real person on the second or third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm."

"Even so, even though I scanned my whole body, I still couldn't detect my true aura."

Jiang Qiong's majestic spiritual consciousness swept through his body. Looking at himself, he felt like an ordinary person.

The mind moves a little.

Jiang Qiong's aura then turned into the sixth level of Qi Training Realm.

Still can't see any flaws.

He can even make two layers of disguise, revealing the aura of the sixth level of Qi Lian Realm on the surface, and the aura of the ninth level of Qi Lian Realm on the deeper level.

If there is a Qi-training monk who masters the detection technique and sweeps Jiang Qiong's body.

Maybe they all think that he is a monk at the ninth level of the Qi training realm, who deliberately hides his realm and only reveals the sixth level of aura.

"With this technique, the possibility of my exposure is further reduced. Next, I just need to slowly integrate into Lu Yunlang's life and master his identity."

"Once you are completely familiar with Lu Yunlang, you will be able to collect information about the advanced chapter of "Egret Thousand Fantasy Art" step by step."

Jiang Qiong's eyes turned slightly, and she quickly returned to Qianyan County like a ghost.

Return to Yichun Tower.

Jiang Qiong glanced at the scene inside.

Miss Mengyi was still playing the music quietly, her whole body seemed to be immersed in the music, with a beautiful expression on her face.

There was a group of guards standing next to him, all on guard.

There is spiritual consciousness lingering around Lu Yunlang.

Jiang Qiong knew that nothing unusual happened during the time he left.

Sitting cross-legged on the wicker chair, Jiang Qiong put Lu Yunlang into the coffin of the storage container and practiced silently.

Wait until the next morning.

Jiang Qiong took out two small bags of spiritual stones, threw one of them to the unconscious Hongguan'er beside him, and gave the other to Miss Mengyi who had been playing music all night.

"I thank you, sir~"

Miss Mengyi took the spirit stone and thanked her in a soft voice.

Jiang Qiong followed Lu Yunlang's example, said a few frivolous words, and then left with a group of guards.

The remaining dozens of days.

The days passed peacefully.

On the surface, Jiang Qiong imitates a playboy, wandering around casually during the day and going to Yichun Tower at night to be cool.

From time to time, he would go to Qianyan Gate Tower to show his face.

But secretly, he bought several jade slips, which recorded some weapon refiners and talisman masters with no background.

It took over Baixionglou as a subsidiary force.

Jiang Qiong will have to find one or two ways to earn spiritual stones suitable for his power.

One of the fastest ways to earn spiritual stones is to sell magic weapons and spiritual talismans.

But the cost of training weapon refiners and talisman masters is too high.

For example, the Eagle Wolf Gang, the entire force combined, does not have a single weapon refiner or spiritual talisman master. There are only two monks who master the various arts of cultivating immortals, and they are both first-level low-level spiritual insect masters.

Therefore, Jiang Qiong planned to find ready-made ones and personally "invite" some weapon refiners and talisman masters to come over.

On this day, light rain fell.

In the luxurious secret room of Xiling County City.

A group of ragged mortals gathered together, all looking dull, as if their minds were damaged.

In front of them, there was a huge cauldron, with raging flames burning under the cauldron, and mortals wailing inside the cauldron.

A large amount of spiritual energy gathered in the cauldron, and the spiritual materials were tempered in it, vaguely shaping the shape of a bell.

"The materials are almost tempered. After refining this common cauldron, it is expected to be able to cast a first-order mid-grade soul-destroying bell."

In the center of the secret room, there sat a skinny old man. He controlled a puppet to guard a group of mortals and escorted them into the giant cauldron.

Just at this time.

A black shadow emerged from the secret room and stood quietly beside the weapon refiner.

"who are you?"

Suddenly, a figure came to him. The old man with a rough face was suddenly startled, and he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat.

Boom!

Jiang Qiong didn't speak, silently knocking the old man unconscious. He held a jade slip and scanned its contents with his spiritual sense.

"Shang Hai is a sixth-level monk in the Qi Realm and a first-level mid-level weapon refiner. He belongs to the Jinghong Chamber of Commerce and is good at casting magical weapons such as the 'Soul Bell' and the 'Insect Bee Sword'."

"I really didn't expect that Yaoyun Oasis also has a shop owned by the Jinghong Chamber of Commerce. The weapon refiner of this shop even hides in a secret room and uses ordinary people to forge magic weapons."

Jiang Qiong took out the Mystical Incense, which affected a group of mundane memories, and then destroyed the secret room formation restrictions, carrying the old man named Shang Hai, and disappeared in a flash.

Come to the middle of nowhere.

Jiang Qiong fed Shang Hai a secret medicine for speaking.

After asking several questions, it was confirmed that he had no big background and that his disappearance would not attract high-level monks to investigate him. He was then "invited" to Baixiong Tower.

All the way to Qianfeng County.

Jiang Qiong took away Shang Hai's storage device and left his own spiritual consciousness restriction in his sea of ​​consciousness. Then he threw him into the secret casting room and signaled Xie Guangan to give him a "warm reception."

"This weapon refiner is a mid-level first-level master who is good at forging magical weapons such as the 'Soul Bell' and the 'Insect Bee Sword'. Please place it here."

Jiang Qiong's method of "recruiting" weapon refiners and spiritual talisman masters is quite unique. He specifically selects evil people with no background to attack. The reason is that these monks have offended too many people.

Their sudden disappearance gave people the first guess that they were retaliated by their enemies.

Without context.

There are basically no monks who will "avenge" them.

Xie Guang'an stood in the secret room, watching Jiang Qiong bring a weapon refiner over again, he couldn't help but smile, subconsciously rubbed his hands, and said respectfully:

"Senior, don't worry, I will definitely place this old weapon refiner in a safe place."

Count this old man in mind.

this time.

Jiang Qiong successively "invited" six monks who mastered the various arts of cultivating immortals to come to Baixiong Tower.

Among them, there are four weapon refiners and two spiritual talisman masters.

The reason why only these two types of monks are invited.

The main reason is that Jiang Qiong is proficient in weapon refining and spiritual talismans, so it will be more convenient to further train them in the future.

"As soon as possible, let these 'guests' integrate into Baixiong Tower, cast magical weapons and draw magical talismans as soon as possible."

Jiang Qiong gave a simple explanation, and the figure quickly disappeared. It can be said that the dragon has seen its head but not its tail.

Not long after he left.

The old-looking Shang Hai woke up leisurely. He looked around, his eyes blank for a moment, and he quickly realized that he was in danger, and his heart froze.

"Where is this place?"

Shang Hai locked his eyes on Xie Guangan in the secret room and asked in a hoarse voice.

"This is the place of atonement. You have committed too many crimes and need to withstand the washing of time here."

Xie Guangan, like the envoys of certain forces, looked serious and spoke nonsense.

"In the coming days, we will give you some materials, and you can use them to cast magic weapons to redeem the 'Scroll of Atonement' and wash away your sins."

With that said, Xie Guangan threw a storage bag to Shang Hai, which contained ten materials for casting the "Insect Bee Sword".

Jiang Qiong prepared these materials on the way to Qianfeng County City, and put them all into Shang Hai's storage container.

As for the original spiritual objects inside.

All of them were taken away by Jiang Qiong.

"I'll give you these materials. Within half a year, I can cast three 'Insect Bee Swords'."

"Otherwise, there will be no 'Atonement Scroll' to sell to you, and the final result will be to send you to reincarnation to help you wash away your sins."

Xie Guang'an's words were cold and lingering in the casting chamber, making Shang Hai shudder.

Take the familiar storage bag.

Look at the sign you left on it.

Shang Hai's face was bitter, and he gradually realized the current situation. Resentment, resentment, and unwillingness flashed through his lowered eyes.

Xie Guangan noticed the change in Shang Hai's eyes, but didn't pay attention and said calmly:

“As the saying goes: Pay debts with money, kill with life.”

"You brutally killed a group of mortals. You still have a chance to live, so cherish it."

Say it.

Xie Guangan turned and left. Shang Hai was left in the secret casting room with unwilling eyes.

Qianyan County City.

Nancheng District.

In a luxurious mansion, Chen Yanzheng said goodbye to a wealthy young man with a smile, looking back three times with affection.

"Sir, remember to find your slave next time~~"

Chen Yan glanced at the rich man with eyes, and when he agreed with a smile, he shyly walked into the luxurious carriage.

"Slow down on the road, don't bump into Yan'er"

Before the carriage started, the rich man specially warned the coachman.

"promise!"

The driver respectfully agreed, raised his whip, whipped the spirit horse, and said loudly:

"drive!"

As the whip fell, the red-scaled horse slowly drove the luxurious carriage down the street.

Chen Yan held his chin with one hand, leaning on the sandalwood table in the carriage, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

suddenly.

Youdao Qianying broke in.

His green hair fell like a waterfall, his beautiful eyes were as calm as water, and his expression revealed indifference.

This woman is Wen Qingsu, a direct descendant of the Qingluo Sect.

"You are."

Chen Yan suddenly opened his eyes and was about to exclaim, but the next moment his consciousness fell into a haze and he fell into a coma.

"I'm sorry."

Wen Qingsu activated the magic technique to knock Chen Yan unconscious, took away his storage bag, and his face and body shape changed.

Not a moment.

This direct descendant of the Qingluo Sect turned into Chen Yan and changed into Yichunlou's clothes in the carriage.

through a lengthy investigation.

Wen Qingsu knew that Chen Yan was one of the oirans in Yichun Tower and liked to come to serve wealthy young men.

But he wanted her to come and serve him.

You need to make a reservation with Yichun Building in advance.

Wen Qingsu was fully prepared, and after investigation, she found out that the person Chen Yan would serve next was Lu Yunlang.

The time is tonight.

Therefore, he specially came to pretend to be the oiran of Yichun Tower.

"Lu Yunlang, I will definitely kill you tonight!"

Wen Qingsu's eyes flashed with cold light, she reached out her hand to brush through the storage bag and took out the long sword glowing with silver light.

She circulated the spiritual energy in her body, gradually condensed the mysterious mark, and integrated it into the spiritual sword.

As the mark emerges.

Her life breath slowly dissipated, but the momentum of the spiritual sword was rising steadily, and the spiritual power contained in it became more and more powerful.

At this time, in a luxurious mansion in Qianyan County.

Jiang Qiong was staying in the main room, holding several jade slips in her hands. She was reading the contents silently with her spiritual sense, looking for the next person to "invite" to Baixiong Tower.

"Pei Xiangyou, a first-level mid-level spiritual talisman master, is a direct descendant of the Shangguan family in Yangling County. He has a background and cannot be captured alive."

"Gu Yuan, a first-level high-grade weapon refiner and the chief weapon refiner of Xinglianzhai. This force has a shallow foundation and does not have a real person at the Foundation Establishment level to take charge. However, it has a wide network of contacts. Inviting him would be risky and inappropriate."

Jiang Qiong searched for the target patiently.

I kept reading the jade slips until night.

He identified three targets and planned to "invite" them to Baixiong Tower under the cover of night.

"Yaoyun Oasis has a vast territory, and there are thousands of counties and cities alone. Unfortunately, due to identity restrictions, I have to choose a time period every time I make a move. I can't leave Qianyan County too far, so many counties and cities are inaccessible. "

"The main reason is that there is a group of guards following us, especially in front of the old guards. We can't reveal the slightest clue. This is not the way to go. We have to eliminate this hidden danger."

Jiang Qiong stood up, her eyes flickering slightly.

He walked out of the main room, glanced at the guard guarding the door, his eyes stayed on the old guard for a while, and said:

"Send someone to Yichun Tower to pick up Chen Yan."

This sentence falls.

The old guard hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Master, you have indulged in drinking and sex during this period, and you have neglected Miss Evian. But don't forget what the master told you."

Jiang Qiong waved her hand, pretending to be impatient and said, "I know, I'll go find her in two days."

"Call Chen Yan to the mansion first!"

"Hey."

Seeing "Lu Yunlang" looking unhappy, the old guard sighed, but still ordered a guard to go to Yichun Tower to invite someone.

About half an hour has passed.

There was a luxurious carriage parked at the door of the mansion.

A charming and beautiful woman stepped out of the carriage. She held up her long skirt and walked into the mansion with her eyes lowered.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

"Master, Miss Chen Yan is here."

A guard led Chen Yan to the main house, reached out and knocked on the door.

As the sound falls.

Jiang Qiong's spiritual consciousness was running, and she glanced at "Chen Yan" subconsciously, and her eyes were suddenly startled.

"Huh? A monk at the eighth level of Qi training realm!"

"What is this man doing here?"

Jiang Qiong's spiritual consciousness was so powerful that he could easily detect Wen Qingsu's true face.

Under careful spiritual exploration.

Jiang Qiong noticed that there was a deep murderous intention hidden under Wen Qingsu's downcast gaze.

"Lu Yunlang's enemy?"

Jiang Qiong frowned subconsciously.

I thought about going out at night.

He had to recruit a female cultivator from Yichun Tower to provide cover. It was getting dark now, and the time left for him was gradually shortening.

So Jiang Qiong thought about it and said, "Come in!"

He is just a monk in the Qi training realm.

Jiang Qiong is not afraid.

Just let her in.

"I would like to pay my respects to the young master~~"

Wen Qingsu walked into the main room, closed the door, and watched Jiang Qiong restrain the activation of the formation. She followed the example of the oiran of Yichun Tower and bowed lightly.

While talking.

Wen Qingsu moved lightly towards Jiang Qiong.

On the way, she vaguely noticed something was wrong.

"Lu Yunlang" in front of him didn't show any lust when he saw him, and his expression looked very dull.

It looks like he is sitting leisurely at the tea table, slowly sipping tea.

Although I noticed something unusual.

But the enemy was right in front of her, causing Wen Qingsu's hatred to surge into her heart. She reached out and brushed the storage container, took out her spiritual sword, and attacked him directly in a flash.

Who knows the next moment.

The terrifying Foundation Establishment Realm aura enveloped her.

As if falling into an ice cellar, Wen Qingsu's spiritual energy stiffened throughout her body, and her body seemed to be frozen and imprisoned.

"Lu Yunlang is basically dead."

Jiang Qiong glanced at Wen Qingsu and said leisurely while drinking tea.

The calm tone was like thunder.

In Wen Qingsu's heart, a storm arose.

(End of this chapter)