The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

For this reason, this short man has a particularly deep memory.

It also allowed Wang Qingshan to see the young monk's appearance very clearly.

The technique of searching for the soul is extremely domineering. In just a short time, the soul of the cultivator was already on the verge of collapsing and could no longer continue.

In order to prevent that the search was not enough and that he would have to perform the surgery again later, Wang Qingshan temporarily stopped and spared him.

But even so, this spiritual cultivator was paralyzed on the ground, feces and urine were flowing, and he could hardly have any more power to act.

Seeing this, the two female cultivators next to them shivered more and more like sifting chaff, so frightened that they lost their minds.

A few male cultivators have no heart for pity and cherishing jade, and they are so pitiful when they see them. At this time, they are just thinking, when they ask questions again, they will never try to hide and make themselves smart. And the female nuns only hated it for one glance, and never wanted to be with him.

Zeng Zhitao asked at this time, "Qingshan, what did you see?"

Wang Qingshan hesitated for a while, and said, "I seem to have met fellow Daoist Yun's apprentice..."

Yun Lie raised his head and looked at his eyes.

For a moment, Wang Qingshan only felt that something dangerous was staring at him, and he felt a little chills all over his body, and then he calmed down and said again: "In the memory of the spiritual cultivator, there is a young monk in blue clothes, who was born and raised. That's what it looks like."

He didn't dare to delay, and immediately used a water mirror technique to reveal the figure of the young monk in it.

Above the water mirror, it really is a young monk with a youthful appearance. There is a softness between his eyebrows and eyes, even if it is just an image, it makes people feel a little close. And he was holding a child in his hand. He was quite young, pink and cute. It seemed to be a pampered doll.

Such a scene makes people feel heartbroken when they see it.

When Zeng Zhitao saw it, he looked at the swordsman in white: "Daoyou Yun, I don't know if this is your junior brother?"

Yun Lie nodded slightly: "It's Ziqing."

The aura around him was also a little softer at this time, which made everyone aware of it and secretly amazed him.

Hong Ni also asked his companion: "Qingshan, do you know where Fellow Daoist Xu is?"

Wang Qingshan thought for a moment and replied, "A small station is quite a distance from this place, but it is in the northeast direction." He thought for a while and continued, "That station is only a small corps stationed, about 20,000 people. Yuren, there are many gods who have attached themselves to them. These gods are the well-known solo gods in the station. They form a team of their own. Everything about other people is suppressed by that general. Usually, there are many weak spiritual cultivators who have not joined the army, and some local cultivators are the most vulnerable."

And there are very few lower world monks who can go to the battlefield of Jiuxu, and those people rarely meet, and they rarely fight anything.

Naturally, before this time, he had never fought with other lower world monks.

In addition, these spiritual cultivators also took over the tasks, but the tasks released in the small station are not as detailed as those in the large station, and the causes and consequences are not very clear. Even the maps in their hands are not as clear-cut as they are. Therefore, the map in the hands of those gods is to kill as many demons as possible in an area, and record the number and level of demons in return. As for how many dangers there are, I don't understand.

In the eyes of those cultivators, they only regarded this as an ordinary task, and they would not be as well prepared and vigilant as Zeng Zhitao and others, and only after meeting a group of cultivators would have that kind of heart. Instead of the task conflict as Zeng Zhitao and his party thought before.

After Wang Qingshan finished speaking, the cultivators knew that these spiritual cultivators had never known anything that was very beneficial to them. The only useful news was the whereabouts of Junior Brother Yun Lie and Taoist Companion Xu Ziqing - at least he counted It was still quite safe a few days ago, and it was very good that he had never been injured by the night attack of the big demon several times.

But where Xu Ziqing went after that is unknown...

Zeng Zhitao was still worried, but now that he found Xu Ziqing's trace, are they going to go to that small station? If they don't go, Yun Lie is afraid that he will break away and leave; if they go together, what will the task be? Can't just give up on this? Not to mention, once they give up on this matter, they are afraid that it will be difficult for them to get such a great opportunity in the future.

The total number of cultivators in the lower realm in this nine virtual battlefield is not necessarily many. They are really weak and have no support. When they were in a dilemma, Hong Ni first asked, "What do you mean by Daoist Yun?"

Yun Lie pondered for a while: "I don't know that child."

Zeng Zhitao understood: "Yun Daoyou wants to find out the identity of this child first?"

Yun Lie said: "Not bad."

When the monks thought about it, it was the same reason.

Since Yun Lie doesn't know the child, but the child is on the same road as Xu Ziqing, it must be Xu Ziqing's encounter later. Then the child is found, and Xu Ziqing's whereabouts are also clear.

Moreover, such a small child is always more eye-catching than the Tsing Yi cultivator in such a huge battlefield, and finally there is another way.

Even thinking about it a little more, it is necessary to have a lot of financial resources to develop a small child into such a delicate appearance, and I am afraid that it is the most likely to be a few large corps!

Yun Lie said again: "Which large corps is close to where Ziqing is stationed?"

Zeng Zhitao and others thought for a moment: "That place is not near the major corps. To say that it is relatively close... should be the Qin family army and the Li family army."

Yun Lie said: "Continue on the road. If you meet people from these two places, please ask again. If you still can't see the road indicated in the picture, you will go separately."

When Zeng Zhitao heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

Come: "Just as Taoist friend Evian said."

This is indeed a good idea.

Originally, the two corps were on both sides of the line. Now, while doing this task, they are walking forward. Once they know the news, they can go at any time.

After the decision was made, the monks looked at the two women.

They have been listening to the conversation of the people, and their fear is still unabated. Now that everyone has looked over, they are more and more uneasy, and they have been begging for mercy.

Hong Ni waited for the three female nuns to look at them. Suddenly, Hong Ni shot the one who was sullen and unwilling to give up. His head collapsed, and the state of death was very miserable. The other woman didn't dare to move, and the begging for mercy stopped immediately.

Chunyujing and Zhu Mengxiang were greatly relieved. Hong Ni raised her eyebrows and shouted sharply, "I will keep you because you are useful. If you are not honest, this woman will be your fate! Do you understand?"

The woman's face was bleak: "The slave family understands, the slave family Tian Xiuzhen, thank you for not killing! Many thanks for not killing!"

For a time, there were some incoherent words.

Hong Ni and others were just satisfied.

Zeng Zhiyuan was quick and quick, and long before the bodies of the gods were burnt, he had removed the cloth bags hanging from their waists. That was what the people of the gods used for storage, and they were similar to storage bags and storage rings. However, since these are used by spiritual cultivation, the true essence of monks cannot be stimulated, and only spiritual cultivation can be opened.

If you want to get the things inside, you really have to have this female cultivator.

In the end, this woman was left because of her weakest strength, and secondly, her mind was more obedient and easier to control than another female cultivator.

Soon, seven or eight bags were placed in front of Na Tian Xiuzhen.

Hong Ni said: "All open."

Tian Xiuzhen's lips trembled slightly, and she quickly input her divine power into the cloth bag, and then untied the rope on it.

Shinto cultivators often have to go to the Tribulation Realm before they can use their divine power to completely seal off their storage. Now those few divine cultivators are at most in the Tribulation Realm. When others get a cloth bag, they know that they can continuously input their own divine power and cover the cloth bag with divine energy. , you can open it.

But despite this, after Tian Xiuzhen covered all the cloth bags with divine power, she was dripping with sweat and her face turned red.

She has the weakest divine power in the end, and this action has consumed most of her divine power, and even the tomorrow behind her is a little blurry. to take her life.

After finishing the work, Zeng Zhiyuan put all the bags upside down, dumped everything inside, and checked them one by one.

Hong Ni walked up to Tian Xiuzhen and smiled at her.

Tian Xiuzhen trembled, terrified.

However, Hong Ni put a thin red light between her brows and said: "This is the child Gu in my hand, but the mother Gu is in my hand. If you have bad thoughts about me, but just move your heart, The child Gu will be implicated, and it will react to the mother Gu. At that time, I will only have to crush the mother Gu to death, and your little life will be gone."

Tian Xiuzhen heard it and said in a trembling voice, "Yes."

But her heart finally let go.

Using Zi Gu to control her must be to let her go, as long as she doesn't have any bad thoughts, she can keep her life...

Sure enough, Hong Ni waved his hand again and let Tian Xiuzhen go.

Tian Xiuzhen stood up with all her might, but she didn't dare to hesitate, so she turned around and left in a hurry.

On this end, Zeng Zhiyuan had cleaned up all the income, divided 30% into Yunlie, and the other 70%, each with their own.

Then, according to the previous plan, everyone continued to walk forward together.

Now that I have met someone who has done the same mission once, I must still meet others ahead...

Xu Ziqing looked at the map in Li Xiuzhu's hand, it was about five feet square, and several large corps were located on each side, all maintaining the peace of one side.

From the picture, the location of the five major corps can be called the five pillars of the nine-virtual battlefield, encompassing the entire battlefield, and there are many small corps stations in between, which are either as large as balls or as small as huáng on the map. Beans, rice grains, densely packed, all over the battlefield.

Don't look at how far they seem now, but in this picture, they are only less than an inch in total.

Chapter 448

What is even more surprising is that there are hundreds or even thousands of red lines on this map.

From Xu Ziqing's point of view, these red lines are clearly many lines of communication, thin and clear, and the vertical and horizontal lines are wrong, connecting many corps and stations. And there are many red spots in the tangled areas of these lines. Each red spot is a field of the sky in the picture above, which is shocking.

Xu Ziqing was a little surprised, his eyes fell on the point where Li Xiuzhu was pointing, "This is the way I'm going forward,"

Li Xiuzhu nodded and said, "That's right. All the five corps have dispatched teams to explore these routes one by one, and don't take a bypass. I'll just finish this route. That's it." He wiped his finger on the map again. , draw a path.