Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 442 Unlucky Turtle

Lu Ye was speeding through the air, holding the main tortoise shell.

This armor has a magical function. Holding the main armor, one can detect the locations of other sub-armor.

When used in the human world, the distance between the main and secondary tortoise shells was still short. Perhaps because the spiritual energy in the Mozhu Secret Realm was several levels higher, the connection distance became longer, and he happened to be able to receive the information.

Now there was a red dot on the armor in the north. He rushed towards the direction of the red dot at lightning speed.

"Nonsense!" Lu Ye's face was gloomy.

"What a nonsense!"

"Who doesn't know that the Mozhu Secret Realm is dangerous! Yuanying fell, and Jindan died one by one without any sound!"

"How dare they barge in, with one of them building his foundation and three cultivating his Qi?"

"How reckless and audacious!"

He was impatient and changed his body in the air, turning into a demon ape. This demon ape had the ability to shrink the earth with thunder, and its escape speed could be increased.

At this moment, his speed was slightly slower than that of an initial Nascent Soul cultivator, and it was already the maximum speed he could reach.

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Hundreds of miles away.

Wang Hu fumbled with the tortoise shell. He had just sent the message and turned to look at Pan Furong with a pale face.

"Sister-in-law, I'm afraid we're really going to fail this time.

"The demon tribe has been treating us to delicious food and drinks recently."

"I even selected a few demon girls to serve me as slaves."

"I knew they had bad intentions."

"Today, we have prepared a bathtub and hot water in the cave. We need to clean ourselves up so that we can prepare the food."

"This is how Tang Sanzang was captured by the monsters."

"The third child has been carried in, and the fourth child has also been carried away by two ghosts who were holding the knife."

"The next one might be me, sister-in-law. I really can't accept that I haven't found my brother!"

"I'm not afraid of death," Wang Hu's face muscles twisted.

"It's just that before entering the secret realm this time, I asked Sister Hong, and Sister Hong promised me to find my brother. After we leave the secret realm, she agreed to our relationship!"

Wang Hu slapped his thigh.

"I won't accept dying here!"

Pan Furong's face also did not look good. She closed her eyes and sighed deeply.

"Tiger... just leave it to fate!"

"Anyway, I was captured by that evil nun, so I'll just consider it as my own death."

The two were facing each other with melancholy.

Two wet people came in from outside the cave. They were Zhang Cunyi and Shu Chitu. They had ruddy faces and looked confused. They changed into clean clothes.

Especially Shu Chitu, he had been captured for more than half a month, his hair had not been trimmed and was growing very fast, making him as hairy as a savage.

Now his hair and beard have been trimmed, and he looks like a young baby, with delicate features and handsome eyes.

Wang Hu was furious when he saw the two men's expressions, and pounced on them and pinched one with each hand.

"Old Three, Old Four!"

"what happened?"

"Did you reveal our secret?"

"Third brother, weren't you thrown into the lava? Fourth brother, you were captured and shaved to be steamed."

"Why are you like this now? You're fine. Why are you making us worry about you?"

Zhang Cunyi and Shu Chitu hurriedly shook their heads.

"Second brother, you misunderstood. We all misunderstood. Those little demons didn't intend to use us as food..."

It turns out that Zhang Cunyi was carried to take a magma bath, which really means literally. There is a volcano at the foot of the mountain here, and there is a wonderful cave. Magma flows slowly below, and there is a strange water above. After reacting with the magma, it becomes steaming hot and eliminates various harmful substances. Taking a bath is harmless to the monks and can also help with their practice.

As for Shu Chitu, his hair grew too fast, so the local monsters kindly groomed him.

After some discussion, everyone realized that this country bumpkin had no ill will towards them.

Everyone was puzzled.

Why is this?

The Tubie King followed the Shu Chitu's nonsense and went to the Xuanwu Pillar Land. Even his shell was marked with a cross and he almost lost his life.

Instead of retaliating against them, he treated them to delicious food and drinks and even let them take a bath.

Could this guy be a masochist?
They were puzzled and could only let it go. Being alive is better than being steamed or braised, right?

Wang Hu sighed deeply. It was a pity that tomorrow was the day when the secret realm would be closed. At that time, everyone could return to the human world holding the bamboo joints.

The secret realm is so big, and I don’t know if my brother is here. I couldn’t find him, and I’m really angry.

Just as everyone was worrying, suddenly the ground rumbled and shook, and countless pieces of gravel and dust fell from the cave.

The little demons outside were screaming in fear.

Then I heard the Turtle King shouting, "Who dares to invade my Eryueshanping Turtle Cave?"

There were a few simple sounds of magic powers colliding outside, as well as the sound of Zen chanting.

Then the turtle king let out a scream and fell silent.

There was a loud bang.

It was as if the demon king had crashed from the sky to the bottom of the mountain, and the little demons outside were crying for their parents and calling for the king, in chaos.

The four people in the cave looked at each other. Their magic power that had been imprisoned for the past few days had been released. They were also free to move around in and out of the cave at will. As long as they didn't run away, the little demons following them didn't care at all.

However, they were wary of the Golden Core Demon King and knew that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides, so they did not dare to escape.

Now from the noise, it seems that the demon king has died. Who is this person who is so powerful and domineering?

Also, should we leave now or not?
As everyone was hesitating, they suddenly felt a chill around their bodies, as if an icy sharp blade was descending upon their consciousness, and they dared not move.

I just heard the little demons outside screaming in unison, and then there was no more movement.

Outside the cave.

There was only one person left, walking slowly and lightly. The mysterious man seemed to be dragging a heavy object, making a friction sound with the ground. Occasionally, the panting of the Golden Dan Turtle King could be heard, which seemed to be in the same rhythm as the man's footsteps.

The four people in the cave looked at each other in shock, guessing that the mysterious man was dragging the body of the Turtle King, and they didn't know what he was going to do.

Soon, the four people felt cold, and a domineering divine sense passed through the cave and swept across the bodies of the four people.

When the divine consciousness approached their bodies, their bodies stiffened. They discovered that their spiritual bodies and magical powers were like encountering a natural enemy, lurking in their sea of ​​consciousness and qi, not daring to move.

What a strong pressure!
The four were shocked. They had been with Lu Ye day and night and had seen what it was like to use a Jindan-level spiritual sense to detect pressure.

At this moment, the opponent's spiritual consciousness strength is obviously much stronger than the Jindan spiritual consciousness, and is not on the same level.

"Hey, there are still four little guys?"

"One foundation-building and three Qi-training people are coming to the secret realm to join in the fun?"

"Come out! I'm in need of a few servants."

"I'll use you as a push first..."

The spiritual consciousness receded like the tide, and Pan Furong and the other four returned to normal.

They did not dare to delay and walked out of the cave honestly.

If such beings want to kill them, they don't even need to use their physical strength. Just attacking with spiritual consciousness and quantity is enough to detonate their spirits.

Out of the cave.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air. There were originally hundreds of little demons on this mountain.

Now it has turned into broken limbs all over the ground, and blood has seeped into the soil, dyeing the ground scarlet. Stepping on it is like stepping into sticky mud, and blood flowers bloom with every step.

The little demons who had been serving them these days all fell to the ground and died, their bodies broken beyond repair.

At this moment, blood was flowing on the ground, as if attracted by an inexplicable force, flowing towards the hillside and upstream.

The four of them looked up.

Then he looked at the hillside.

The turtle king, who was so powerful in the impression of the four people, lay on the ground with his limbs spread out in a shapeless manner, his small head poking out of his shell, his face tilted sideways weakly, his small eyes half open, and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. The turtle king's name was Gui Baozhu, and the four people knew his name well.

On the flat turtle back of the Guibao Pillar, sat an old monk.

This monk wore a black robe, had black hair, blue eyes, a nose that was much higher than that of the people in Dazhongzhou, thin lips, and eyes that were narrow and long like knives.

There was not a trace of mercy on his face that one would expect from a monk, only a sinister look was on his face. In one hand he held a staff that was only half broken, in the other he held a cracked alms bowl, and around his neck were a necklace of human skulls that had been drugged and shrunk countless times.

The blood of the dead demons on the ground was slowly flowing towards the bowl in the old monk's hand. There were cracks on the bowl. After absorbing the blood, the cracks began to wriggle, as if they were trying to repair themselves.

The old monk was sitting in a strange posture, with his stiff body barely sitting on the turtle's back. It turned out that his upper body was pierced by hundreds of sharp thorns, but for some reason he didn't remove them.

There were countless holes shot on a pair of legs, which were covered with magical medicine, but black blood kept oozing out. It was obvious that he was poisoned.

Looking at the object the old monk was leaning on, the four people's eyes suddenly widened.

There was a pig's head as big as a bucket, with its long fangs broken off and its eyes wide open. There was also a long piece of vertebrae attached to the back of the pig's head. There was also a spider as big as a millstone, with its thin legs bent back and tied into a ball with spider silk. Its abdomen was exposed, revealing the face of a miserable, crying old woman.

There was also half a centipede under the old monk's butt, revealing a thousand legs and eyes. The silver eyes were all wide open, with the eyeballs bursting and still bleeding.

Although these three demons are dead, only one tenth of the pressure they had when they were alive remains, which still allows people to appreciate how powerful they were in their heyday.

The blood from the corpses of the three monsters also flowed onto the bowl in the old monk's hand. It seemed that the Turtle King below was a substitute. If the blood from the corpses of the three monsters was sucked dry, it would be his turn.

Pan Furong and the others were only at the foundation-building stage at most. Just getting close made them feel extremely uncomfortable and their breathing became rapid.

This... this might be the Three-headed Nascent Soul Demon King?

How powerful could the old monk be who could kill these three emperors?

The half-paralyzed old monk looked at the frightened faces of the four people, nodded with a satisfied look, and spoke in a strange accent in the Central Continental language.

"Well, judging from your attire, you are disciples from the seven nations of Greater Central Continent!"

"If you listen to me, I will let you live and take you out of the secret realm."

"If you perform well, the woman can become my consort, and the man can become my disciple."

“Now,” he shook the bowl in his hand, and the headless porcupine body, as big as a hill, flew out, “Go grill meat for this Buddha!”

"The Buddha is hungry. I'll give you half an hour. If you can't roast them well!" He smiled grimly, revealing his white teeth. "The Buddha will use you as a treat!"

"I am Jia Luoding!"

"You can try the consequences of running away!"

The four of them looked at each other, then reluctantly worked together to carry the pig carcass and find a clean place to prepare for the barbecue.

The demon monk named Jialuoding was seriously injured at the sight.

However, even with his severely injured body, he could easily suppress the Golden Core Demon King Gui Baozhu and use it as a lotus seat under his buttocks.

If you want them to die, you can probably do it with just a breath.

The four of them could only grill the body of the Thousand-thorn Pig King.

Wang Hu felt emotional.

I have roasted dogs, cattle, sheep and pigs with my elder brother.

When did you dare to think about grilling Yuanying?
If I get out of this alive, I'll probably be able to brag about it for the rest of my life.

Before, Wang Hu was hoping that his elder brother would come soon from the secret realm, but now he prays in his heart, elder brother, please don’t come.

There is a pervert here who likes to sit on the golden elixir. It is useless for you to come here. You can only make that evil monk a few inches taller...

About a hundred miles away.

Lu Ye was hurrying on his way anxiously.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze lingered in his nose. He was startled and turned his head, and saw a beautiful woman with towering hair, white clothes as white as snow, and a slender waist walking side by side with him.

The beautiful woman's plain clothes were stained with blood, and there was a mark of a thick stick on her chest, which was like a stain on the snow and was particularly eye-catching; her hair was tall but a little crooked, and there were only four cracked sword hairpins on it that barely held her hairstyle in place.

The strangest thing is that her skirt flutters in the wind, but she has no legs.

In one of her slender hands, she was holding a huge barbarian head that was almost covered with totems. She must be a top-notch Nascent Soul expert.

"This handsome young man from the demon race..." the beautiful middle-aged woman said in a pleasant voice, "Where are you going? Can you give me a ride?"

"My magic weapon is destroyed, and I have lost my legs. It is really inconvenient for me to escape alone!"

"I have been waiting nearby for a long time. Among all the people who passed by, you are the fastest. You are also a golden elixir. You are really a great mount!"

Luye responded with a smile.

"sure……"

As he said this, blood rushed to his face, and he activated his secret technique. His body suddenly became faster, and he suddenly sped up and flew over a hundred feet away!
Lu Ye fled without hesitation!
But he is fast, and this beautiful woman is even faster.

Swish!
Lu Ye's eyes blurred and his shoulder felt heavy. He could smell a fragrance and there was someone on his shoulder.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Although he still had the strength to fight back, no matter how he pushed forward, he would always be defeated after a dozen moves.

So he simply gave up resistance and took a gamble.

Sure enough, a cold hand was pressed on his temple, with magical power hidden within it.

The voice of a beautiful middle-aged woman came from above, giggling.

"How could you go back on your word, my handsome fellow from the demon race?"

"Be my good mount."

"Once we are out of the secret realm, I will allow you to ride on me and become my ninth husband. How do you think?"

Lu Ye showed a bitter smile on his face and squeezed out the word "OK" from between his teeth.

The lady he met was none other than the top figure in the Suzaku Pillar Land, a murderer in all directions, number one among the Thirty-Six Thieves of the East China Sea Continent, a robber among robbers, a fiercest bandit among fiercest bandits, Madam Jiuchai!
Madam Jiuchai was holding the barbarian's head in one hand. It was the barbarian with a stick who was one of the top four.

Lu Ye remembered seeing with his own eyes the two men fighting fiercely and rushing out of the Suzaku Pillar Land.

Now seeing is believing, it seems that the stick-wielding barbarian was no match for Madam Jiuchai and died at her hands. Of course, his counterattack before death also seriously injured Madam Jiuchai.

From what we can see and sense through her shoulders, the lower half of Madam Jiuchai's thighs are completely gone from under her skirt. She must have been beaten into a pulp by the brute with a stick.

In addition, this witch was hit in the chest with a stick.

The two peaks turned into concave areas, and the back was bulging like a small hump. Only four of the nine sword hairpins were cracked, which must have meant that the mountain had suffered serious damage.

However, even if such a dangerous person in the late Nascent Soul stage was seriously injured, it would be beyond the ability of his small body to withstand it.

And this charming woman, although she still has charm and beauty, is actually very old and is about to reach the end of her life. She is nearly a thousand years old.

When Lu Ye thought about the old woman enthusiastically promising to make him the ninth husband after he left the secret realm, he almost vomited up his overnight meal.

I haven't rescued Furong and my three brothers yet, and now I've been captured. How can this happen?

His eyes were darting around, he was extremely anxious, but his lips seemed to be covered with honey.

"Ma'am..." He changed his words first, "Where are we going now?"

"I see that Madam is not feeling well. Why don't you find a place to recover and avoid the limelight?"

"I'm familiar with this area. There's a majestic mountain to the west, perfect for hiding."

Following the instructions on the tortoise shell, Lu Ye had already seen that the red dots of Wang Hu and others had not moved. If they continued northward for another hundred miles from here, they would arrive.

At that time, he would switch to the fish-dragon diagram perspective and be sure to find the four people as quickly as possible.

But now that he has been captured, it is better not to bring this god of death to the north, so he intends to go west.

Madam Jiuchai giggled when she saw that he changed his words so quickly.

"You look so majestic, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Who would have thought that there are cunning ghosts like you among the demons?"

"Don't look at me because I'm missing half of my body. I can still kill chickens and monkeys."

"We won't go to the West. It's unlucky." She rolled her eyes and smiled.

"I see you're going north for something, so let's go north. Don't turn or take a detour."

She poked with her jade finger, and the sharp nail pierced the skin on Lu Ye's temple, and a stream of blood flowed out.

"If you dare not obey my orders, not only you, my temporary husband, but also the husbands with whom I have children will die in my hands."

Madam Jiuchai was born into a family of robbery cultivators and was suspicious by nature. She did not feel any pain when her husband killed them like chickens and dogs.

Lu Ye felt a chill in his heart and could only endure it in secret.

He had a backup plan, but he wasn't sure if he could use it. If he wasn't careful, it would end up being a disaster for both of them.

Deal with this old witch first, and when she relaxes, it won’t be too late to keep a distance from her.

Thinking of this, Lu Ye no longer hesitated, and flew straight north with Madam Jiuchai on his back.

(End of this chapter)