Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

"Huh?"

Du En officially flew deep into the Chiwu Mountains, and then, the soul-hunting skills he had mastered made him realize that something seemed slightly wrong here.

It's not as peaceful and orderly as it seems on the surface, but like what's hidden in existence?

He immediately became alert and quietly fell into the edge of the Chiwu Forest below. He then walked covertly through the forest, approaching the mountain city.

The so-called glimpse of a leopard in a tube means knowing a small part and getting the whole picture.

The first thing Du En observed secretly was the hard-working and humble workers on the periphery.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of cracking whips is endless.

The arrogant and domineering supervisors, all of whom had reached perfection in refining their Qi, waved the red whips in their hands and kept beating the poor people at the bottom of the factories.

Blood spattered and dyed the whip red, making it hard to tell whether it was like this or whether it had been soaked in blood.

However, Du En raised his eyebrows slightly because of this.

The reason for raising eyebrows is because those at the bottom are basically in the middle stage of Qi refining, and are very rare in the early stage of Qi refining!

You know, in the shack area outside the city on the south end of the border city, in the middle stage of Qi Refining, there are people who are well-known and have a relatively easy life.

But here, it is rare in the early stage of Qi refining.

This is obviously not normal.

"It may be that the fittest are eliminated too quickly. Those who were in the early stage were whipped to death by these supervisors when they first arrived. However, this cannot explain the middle stage of Qi refining at this level..."

The middle stage of Qi refining is also built up from the early stage. Without enough initial bases, how can there be such a large number of middle stages?

The spiritual nourishment ground mainly raises red-leaf sycamores and their accompanying spiritual creatures, which have no direct relationship with people. At most, they can slightly promote the corresponding fire and wood dual movement skills.

At most, the cultivation efficiency will be improved by about half a percent, and the connection with this situation is obviously not big.

So, is it the reason for these red-leaf sycamore trees?

Du En then quietly left and found a third-order, a second-order, and a first-order red-leaf sycamore tree in the deep mountains for inspection, but found no clues.

"Perhaps it's because the level of collection is too low. Well, let's fill it up first."

Faced with the current abnormal situation, Du En naturally decided to investigate as clearly as possible first, and then decide on the specific policy.

As for Shi Lei's children, he asked Meng Changqing to search for them more than a year ago, and he was able to confirm that they were not dead and were alive and well, so there was no need to worry about them for the time being.

So Du En sneaked further into the mountains and began to look for third-level red-leaf sycamores, and collected them to accumulate proficiency.

Naturally, it is impossible for all the spiritual trees he collected to belong to himself.

It needs to be returned to Chiwu City afterwards, but you can ask for the corresponding collection remuneration.

Moreover, some losses in this coming and going are also reasonable and within the unspoken rules.

"You should be able to intercept 20%, which is quite a lot."

Du En stayed in the forest for half a month and secretly collected a thousand third-grade red-leaf sycamore trees, ranging from low-grade to high-grade. Surprisingly, there were many high-grade ones, but not many low-grade ones.

I tried to follow this weird situation to find traces, and relied on comprehensive soul searching. In the end, I could only get a result that was too normal to be believed.

It's just that it simply grows for too long, gradually changes, and accumulates in quantity, resulting in more high-quality products and less low-quality products!

"It's really weird everywhere..."

[Bayiyi: Collection (Comprehensive 0/300)]

"However, there is nothing wrong with these red-leaf sycamores themselves. This is the strangest thing."

Through breakthrough research and identification of red-leaf sycamores growing everywhere, he could only come to the conclusion that the situation was normal. He even ate and chewed the crafted magic weapon and personally experienced it, and there was no problem.

Therefore, Du En, who was murmuring in his heart and could not find any unusual reasons outside, chose to go to the city for further investigation.

He quickly arrived outside the east gate of Chiwu City, looked up at the towering city wall in front of him, and was about to step into the city when he suddenly noticed something.

There was a group of people, maybe dozens of them, mixed in with the moving convoy at the city gate. They even hid in the airships that were rising and falling on the city wall, secretly peeping and observing the people going in and out.

"Is this... is this coming for me?"

They were well hidden, they were all in the foundation building stage, their strength was pretty good, and at worst they were second-rate. Judging from the details of their words and deeds, the performance of their magic power, etc., they didn't look like local monks.

"So the strange situation in the local area is caused here? Are you secretly setting up some kind of large array or other means in an attempt to ambush me, and will it have some impact on the local aura environment?"

"But if it is our sect, the third senior sister who made the decision is making moves, it is impossible to send such a weak team, so it is not actually aimed at me?"

"When you find that place, let me ask you questions. I hope you will answer me..."

Du En did not make any judgment easily, but quietly sneaked into the city.

"Grey Falcon, please listen carefully to this mission..."

In a secret basement, there is no light. With the sharp eyesight brought by the perfect foundation building, Gray Falcon still cannot see through the face of the person in front of him, and the other person is completely hidden in the darkness.

He didn't care about this and just listened silently to the other party's explanation of this mission.

Perhaps because he was on the verge of a breakthrough and needed to meet his true heart, in this sporadic "space" where he still had some leisure time and could relax for a moment, Gray Falcon couldn't help thinking about his past.

He was gathered together since birth and transferred to a place of cultivation. When he was a few years old, he was further selected and received special teachings. When he reached the age limit, he was mixed with other normally selected people and assigned to this city to start practicing very normally.

As an ordinary outer city cultivator, he climbed up step by step from the weapon refining workshop, and finally showed a breakthrough in the foundation-building period before the New Year. He came to the outer city affairs office as a deacon, which can be said to be a rapid rise and envied by others.

In fact, these are all disguises!

His true identity is a member of the supervisory guards planted in various places by the hub city, responsible for monitoring the overall movements of the local area, ensuring that these cities have completed the various requirements issued normally, and have no private communication with the enemy, intentions of rebellion, etc.

Under the careful training of his adoptive father-like superior, Hui Falcon is now his most capable subordinate. He has completed all kinds of monitoring tasks very well and is a very qualified monitoring guard.

However, at this moment, the monitoring soldier looked at his superior standing in front of him with an expressionless face, but he couldn't help but think of his real parents.

He had never met him before, and he could only see a hazy picture when he recalled the scene when he was just born with his cultivation, as if there was a pair of struggling hands and a slight sound in his ears.

Based on his current experience, it should be a resistance, it should be a roar, but when he was a child, he inexplicably felt that it was a warm and caring whisper.

Hui Falcon did not have any obvious emotional fluctuations, because he was carefully trained like a dead soldier, but inevitably, there would still be some faint traces.

He didn't understand what this emotion was.

"...Did you hear clearly?"

"Yes."

"Then go!"

"Yes."

As always, the moment of leisure for obeying orders disappeared. Under the gaze of his superior, Gray Falcon turned around expressionlessly, and his figure as hard as a rock disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The additional chapter of more than 10,000 words is completed.