Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

One and a half days after he left drunkenly that day, He Jiayin had already stepped out of the jurisdiction of the original Qingyang Sect at his speed. If he didn't look back, he would be able to reach Pingdu Continent in two days at most.

Along the way, he would stop and mutter a few words from time to time.

"What to do, what to do."

He doesn't want his perfect image to be ruined like this! Once word spreads and reaches the ears of Shennong Sect disciples, how can he, a famous person, survive?

The image cannot be ruined!

After struggling again and again, finally!

He Jiayin still didn't move forward.

"Or, just kill people and silence them?"

"I think it works. They are just some insignificant casual cultivators anyway. No one will care about them if they die, right?"

In just a few words, he convinced himself.

At this moment, He Jiayin felt relieved despite being anxious.

He turned around and stepped on the clouds again, heading straight for the fairy peak near the secret realm.

After another day and a half, he finally arrived at Liaojiagou. In order not to alarm the monks here, he even concealed part of his aura.

However, just as he was about to approach, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind!

Before he could listen carefully, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

The body that was originally flying against the wind also fell straight to the ground due to its unstable center of gravity.

Although with the strength of He Jiayin's ninth-level foundation building, he would not be injured or even killed even if he hit the ground, but he would definitely not be able to run away if he fell to pieces.

However, a disciple of the Shennong Sect is a disciple of the Shennong Sect.

The treasures in his body are by no means comparable to those of ordinary casual cultivators. In a daze, he still retains a trace of consciousness.

As the thought arose, a thumb-sized pill appeared in his hand, and finally, relying on strong self-control, he put it into his mouth.

The body fell faster and faster.

It was about to hit the ground.

In an instant, He Jiayin's body flashed with clarity, and he finally regained control of his body before falling.

He steadied himself and stood on his feet.

He patted his chest in shock.

There were some beads of sweat on a perfectly perfect face.

"What a powerful mental control ability!" He Jiayin hesitated a little at this moment.

The person who can invade his consciousness and control his body from such a distance must be a monk several times more powerful than him, even in the Golden Core realm, or a person in the demonic path who specializes in practicing this method.

No matter which one, they are not easy to mess with!

He Jiayin stood there, hesitating again and again. In the end, his desire to restore his image defeated the sense of crisis.

He used his confidence and said loudly: "I wonder which senior is here? He Jiayin, the fourth generation disciple of the Shennong Sect, could you please pay me a visit?"

The sound carried through the trees, startling the birds.

But like a stone sinking into the sea, there was no response.

He Jiayin gritted his teeth and climbed up the stairs.

However, we didn’t encounter any resistance along the way!

When he came to the main hall of the peak and saw a group of Liaojiagou monks lined up neatly, their eyes dull and their bodies slumped in the open space, he was stunned.

"What...what's going on?"

The scene before him left him a little confused.

There are a total of thirty-one monks in Liaojiagou, including three foundation builders and twenty-eight Qi refiners, all of whom are here!

As long as he strikes a palm thunder, they can all be killed in an instant.

No one will know about the gaffe that day.

But why are they trapped here like lambs waiting to be slaughtered?

He Jiayin thought for a moment, and finally he thought of a possibility!

"Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative. If you don't mind, could you come out and see me? He would be very grateful!"

‘After you have done what you have to do, let’s go! ’

A majestic voice sounded in his ears, and He Jiayin was startled. He looked left and right, but there was no one there at all.

"good!"

He raised his hand, waved it lightly, and made a talisman.

In the next moment, the sky thunder was gathering above the heads of the group of people, and it was about to strike down. The voice came from He Jiayin's ears again:

‘Don’t use thunder. ’

He was shocked, but he still controlled Fu Zhaotian's thunder to strike elsewhere.

"Senior? Don't you like Tianlei?"

He Jiayin suddenly thought of a possibility.

Tianlei is naturally capable of restraining demonic cultivators. In this case, the opponent is likely to be an extremely cruel demonic cultivator!

"Then I'll use the Earth Core Fire."

‘Use a sword! ’

"With a sword?"

He Jiayin was a little puzzled. The Shennong Sect had people who used rakes, hoes, and sickles.

Very few use swords!

But as a celebrity of the Shennong Sect, he has an extremely bright appearance, so he carries a gentleman among soldiers with him, just to add a little more grace.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually planned this!

"good!"

He Jiayin held the long sword in his hand and stepped forward.

Although he doesn't often do this kind of thing of killing others with his own hands, it doesn't mean that he won't do it.

For a group of Qi refining and foundation-building monks who were still under control, there was no way they could be his opponents!

I saw him stepping into the crowd, waving his sword in the crowd like a dragon and snake, and every stab would take away a life.

These casual cultivators who exchanged cups with He Jiayin a few days ago never dreamed that they would die at the hands of the other party in this way and for this reason!

At the moment of death, the red snake demon released its control over them.

This also caused pain and fear to be infinitely magnified at this moment, and even the resentment towards Shennong Sect was fully displayed at this moment.

But so what?

Are they He Jiayin's opponents? Or can they compete with Shennong Sect?

The sword came out like a dragon, and several people were stabbed to death by the long sword.

Suddenly! There was a brief blank in He Jiayin's mind again, and at this moment of distraction, Kong Laoer and Zhang Laosan suddenly attacked and controlled his left and right arms with their flesh and blood.

Boss Liao seized the fleeting opportunity and stabbed him in the heart with the cartilage poison thorn in his hand!

Everything at the moment happened in a flash.

He Jiayin collapsed to the ground before he even had time to react.

Kong Laoer quickly used a long whip to tie him up. Not only that, he also took off the rings on his hands, the bracelets on his wrists, the jade pendants around his waist, and even the ropes used for buns.

Who knows if he will hide any treasures on his body?

Disciples from such a big sect cannot possibly not have a backup plan!

"We treated you well, but you turned your kindness against us and wanted to bring us here!" Boss Liao gritted his teeth and said.

The second and third brothers of Kong and Zhang on the side held each other's arms with their backhands, and were also extremely indignant.

At this moment, He Jiayin finally understood what was going on!

There was no such thing as a senior, everything was a trap set by these people!

They had long expected that they would turn back, and even sacrificed their brothers in exchange for a chance to attack.

Unexpectedly!

Unexpectedly!

He, a disciple of Shennong Sect, would actually fall here, and fall into the hands of three people in the early stage of foundation building!