Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 7
"Although this spirit seal can seal the spiritual power in my body, so that I can always show the cultivation of the seventh level of nourishing qi, but it is too troublesome to unseal it, and I can't be disturbed. It's really a bit tasteless. Send me directly for free."

After completely releasing the seal in his body, Wang Chong felt the mana gushing out of his body again, whispered to himself, then looked at the storage bag in his hand, and frowned.

"Although there is only one brand of spiritual consciousness left, it will take some time to open it with my current mental strength, and I don't know if I can catch up with the delay before, so I should wait until I'm done and then find a way to open it. Brother’s storage bag.”

Just as Wang Chong was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly thought of something, and looked back at Senior Brother Ma's body. After pondering for a while, Wang Chong suddenly made a tactic with both hands, and suddenly mobilized the mana in his body.

Not long after, a spark the size of a grain of rice jumped out from his fingertips, drawing an arc in the air, and it seemed that it would go out at any moment.

However, when the fire sparks fell on Senior Brother Ma's body, there was a bang, and a raging fire suddenly ignited, burning everything to ashes in less than a few breaths.

After doing all this, Wang Chong sat on the ground panting as if exhausted. The fireball technique was a low-level spell that could only be obtained in the Yunling period. Wang Chong forced it with the cultivation base of the ninth level of nourishing qi, so it was naturally very difficult.

However, he didn't have time to rest, so he stood up quickly, slapped the storage bag, took out a Baili Talisman from it, stuck it on his body, and galloped away into the distance.

Not long after Wang Chong left this place, two rays of light quickly came from a distance, and the light dissipated, revealing two middle-aged men. They first glanced at the ape corpses piled up on the ground with their spiritual eyes, and then both It was a look of surprise.

"There are so many beasts here whose souls have been drawn out, and there is a lot of yin energy left behind. It seems that Nephew Ma should have died here." One of the men in green robes checked it out and said softly road.

"Hmph, this son thinks that no one knows about his refinement of the Hundred Soul Banner. Who knows that the sect has already started to thoroughly investigate all matters related to the Soul Banner. If it hadn't been discovered before that he had a spirit branded by the spirit in the sect. Stone is broken, let him taste the pain of thunder and fire in the end!"

Another tall, bearded man snorted coldly, and then seemed to have discovered something, and walked to an open space to examine it carefully.

"It seems that someone here has used the fireball technique, and there are still fluctuations in the mana of the fire system, and looking at the ashes, could it be that kid?"

Hearing the words, the green-robed man also came over, looked at the ashes on the ground and nodded, and said: "Brother Huo, Lie Huo's lineage's sensitivity to the fire's spiritual power is not much different, but it's still based on the residual brand of Martial Nephew Ma. Check it out."

As he said that, a piece of jade the size of a baby's palm suddenly appeared in the hand of the green-robed man, but the jade had been shattered, and a faint fluorescent light continued to flow out of it, and the light became more and more dim.

Seeing this, the green-robed man suddenly made a tactic with one hand, and all the fluorescent light in the jade suddenly flew out, and finally fell to the ground and disappeared.

"That's right, it seems that Nephew Ma did die here, but I don't know who killed him, and where did the Hundred Soul Banner in his hand go? If someone with a wicked mind got it, I'm afraid it would cause even more trouble. Kill less." The green-robed men all said worriedly.

"Since the last trial in the secret realm, a disciple in the sect obtained the refining method of the Hundred Soul Banner. This matter was only discovered two years ago, and that disciple was punished by thunder and fire for this, but the record The jade slips with the method of refining the Hundred Soul Banner did not know where they were lost. Suddenly, a year ago, many disciples in the sect secretly refined this banner, but later found that the refining methods obtained by those disciples were all defective products. It can be regarded as a top-grade magic weapon, but it is still severely punished by the sect, and I don’t know who got that jade slip, and why there are so many defective products?”

Hearing the words, the red-robed man didn't take it seriously at all and said, "Junior Brother Liu, don't worry, there are indications that the person who finally got the jade slip is only at the early stage of Yunling, and it's okay if we can send you and me to thoroughly investigate this matter." From my point of view, what this kid got is probably a defective product, so there is no need to worry."

"I hope so, but the person who killed Martial Nephew Ma must be investigated." The man in green robe nodded when he heard the words, and then said solemnly.

"That's right, although this boy cannot escape death, he is a disciple of my Thunder Fire Sect after all. You and I should go back to the sect first and report this matter to the higher authorities."

After saying that, the two of them set up the Escape Light again and soared into the sky, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye, heading towards Lei Huozong.

If Wang Chong stayed here, he might be scared to death. He didn't want to be cared about by the two masters at the pulse congealing stage, and he didn't want to be punished by thunder and fire because of a hundred soul banner.

At this time, Wang Chong had already used the Baili Talisman to come to a city hundreds of miles away, and the Baili Talisman he had attached to his body also floated down from his body because the spiritual power in it had been exhausted. It turned into flying debris in the air and dissipated with the wind.

He didn't enter the city right away, but Wang Chong turned around and walked into the depths of the woods. Not long after, a middle-aged man in his 30s came out from the depths of the woods. This person was Wang Chong in disguise.

But both in terms of appearance and temperament, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

After entering the city, Wang Chong wandered around seemingly aimlessly, and then turned in and out of the alleys with ease. When he walked on the road again, he had already changed his outfit.

Dressed in a black robe and a certain bamboo hat covering his face, he walked into a teahouse unhurriedly.

This teahouse is strange to say, not to mention the remote location, and there is no stool for people to rest, so even if there are passers-by who want to have a cup of tea recently, it is impossible.

"Objective, do you drink tea?" Seeing Wang Chong dressed like this, he immediately caught the attention of the counter owner and asked cautiously.

"No, I want to buy something." The voice was old and hoarse, obviously Wang Chong changed his voice on purpose.

"We only have camellias here, how much do you want?" The store owner's eyes lit up and he smiled.

"Three Heartbroken Grasses."

"Yo, so it's a distinguished guest, please come inside." The shop owner suddenly became respectful when he heard the words, and quickly led the way to lead Wang Chong to a small room.

The furnishings in the house are extremely simple, only a table and two stools, and there is a broken earthen jar in the corner.

After Wang Chong entered the house, the store owner closed the door from the outside, and then returned to the counter.

Wang Chong swept his eyes across the room, went straight to the corner, and turned the tattered earthen jar lightly with his hand. A sound of mechanism turning came to his ears, and suddenly there was a tunnel underground. Without thinking about it, Wang Chong went I jumped down, and then the ground rose again, and the house returned to normal.

After entering the tunnel, after walking forward for a short time, a curtain of water suddenly appeared in front of him. Wang Chong passed through without the slightest hesitation.

The moment they passed through the water curtain, there was a sudden noisy sound in their ears. Looking around, it turned out to be a huge underground imitation city!

There were quite a few people setting up stalls on both sides of the road. Apart from some people dressed as monks, there were also some ordinary people dressed in elegant and luxurious clothes, and these people were surrounded by monks to protect them.

The two big men guarding the water curtain just glanced at Wang Chong and ignored it. Wang Chong seemed to be very familiar with this place, and he came to a big hall with twists and turns. When he walked into the big hall, he found An old blind man sitting in a corner.

"Yo, long time no see, I thought you wouldn't come, but your breathing is not stable, did you fight with others before?" As if sensing something, the old blind man suddenly raised his head and said to Wang Chong who was walking in front of him.

But Wang Chong was not surprised by this at all, and said in an old and hoarse voice: "Your Fengling Jue almost killed me, but fortunately I have a lot of life, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come."

"Hey, it's easy to seal the Lingling Jue, but it's a bit troublesome to unseal it, but since it's free, it's inevitable that it has flaws."

The old blind man chuckled, and then changed the topic: "Just now there is a big stubble, brought by a prince of Zhao. Although he is a mortal, his inner strength has been cultivated to innate, which is relatively rare. The bet inside It's already very high, do you want to try it?"

"Innate inner strength is really not easy for a Jianghu person who can't cultivate. As long as you block your high self, you will learn a thing or two. You don't need to say, just prepare the reward." After finishing speaking, Wang Chong ignored the sitting The old blind man on the ground turned around and walked towards the back of the main hall.

Everyone who comes here knows that the background here is deep, but few people know that the person behind the scenes here is actually an old blind man sitting on the ground casually.

Not long after, Wang Chong came to a hall, and saw a huge arena in the middle of the hall. The surrounding area was already overcrowded. Everyone's eyes were scarlet, and they shouted at the two people on the ring. The atmosphere was particularly enthusiastic. Easy to get people involved.

However, Wang Chong didn't think much of it. He glanced at the ring, and saw one of the young men holding a long sword, with a faint wave of mana exuding from his body. monk.

But the strange thing is that this modification has a lot of sword marks on his body, but he didn't release the body protection mask, and he didn't stick any talisman such as the Vajra Talisman on his body.

Looking at another person, about 50 years old, also holding a long sword, standing proudly on the ring, with a tall and straight figure, gray and white hair without wind, it is simply the posture of a great master.

Wang Chong noticed that the man was holding a long sword, and there was a faint cold light flickering, but there was no mana fluctuation. It was obviously the sword light produced by the inner strength and the outer direction, cutting iron like mud.

It was too late to say it, and then it was fast, I saw the young monk suddenly burst into flames, and a burst of white light burst out of the magic weapon sword in his hand, and the middle-aged man also rushed forward, and with just one step, the distance between the two was instantly shortened. distance.

The sword glowed, and the head fell to the ground, while the long sword in the young monk's hand was raised high, and fell with the headless corpse.

"What a fast sword!" Wang Chong's eyes shot out with brilliance. This person is definitely a formidable opponent.

(End of this chapter)