Yuan Ming discovered something in Cui Wuran's memory. More than a year ago, he first met Cui Wuran in Shansha City. Cui Wuran invited him to do a task together. He also wanted to lure him out and give it to the people of Guiyuan Sect, but he gave it to him at that time.
Refused.
Cui Wuran's breakthrough in cultivation was due to the benefits he received from Guiyuan Sect.
The so-called grafting method is also one of the benefits given by those people. This is also the biggest reason why Cui Wuran devoted his life to Guiyuan Sect.
He has three spiritual roots, which is average in the world of cultivating immortals. Generally speaking, if there is no special chance or good fortune, or the strong support of the sect family, it is already the limit to be able to practice to the foundation building stage, especially if you are a casual cultivator.
It is even more difficult. Only by using the method of transplanting flowers and grafting trees can there be any hope of forming an elixir.
As for Manager Liao, even though he was a close confidant of the Lord's Mansion of Shacheng City, he took part in it at all risks, but it was also due to the temptation of the magic method of grafting flowers and trees to form elixirs. Cui Wuran got his help, and he has succeeded frequently in the past two years.
"The temptation of forming pills is indeed great. If I were not a soul cultivator, I would most likely rely on this secret technique of soul pills." Yuan Ming thought to himself, turned over his hand and took out the soul-destroying sword and pointed it out.
A ray of sword energy shattered the man's soul, and Cui Wuran's aura completely dissipated.
Yuan Ming came to the side of the tall and thin old man, put his palm on his head, and used Soul Search again, and soon figured out the origin of the old man.
This man was originally a casual cultivator. After being captured by the Guiyuan Sect, he betrayed a group of friends in exchange for his freedom. In the end, he simply joined forces with him and started the business of kidnapping and trafficking cultivators.
Because the tall and thin old man had stayed in Guiyuan Sect for a long time, he had a closer relationship with this group of monks. There was a picture of those people's lair in his memory. It was a mineral vein controlled by Guiyuan Sect. Any monks caught would be sent to the mineral vein.
Inside, give it to a monk in the alchemy stage there.
The Alchemy Stage monk was the ruler of that mine, and he seemed to be using the captured monks to do many cruel and inhumane attempts. What impressed the tall and thin old man the most was that the Alchemy Stage monk took the body parts of some monster beasts.
, transplanted to the monk.
Yuan Ming suddenly remembered the horn on the forehead of the one-horned man before.
The attempt of the monk in the alchemy stage was somewhat similar to Bi Luo Cave's hair-clothing technique, both of which implanted the power of the monster into the monk's body.
However, based on the memory of the tall and lanky old man, transplanting body parts of monsters directly into monks is extremely risky. There is more than half a chance that the two forces of humans and monsters will collide, causing the implanted person to explode and die.
Yuan Ming shook his head and continued to search for souls, his expression suddenly froze.
In the memory of the tall and thin old man, a figure that was quite familiar to him appeared, but it was Ulu.
He was also working hard at mining in that mine, together with the mining slaves.
"Why is Wulu here? Is it a new mission for his family, or was he captured after being lured?" Yuan Ming secretly guessed.
Wulu was one of the few friends he made when he first entered the immortal world in southern Xinjiang. Although they experienced many twists and turns, generally speaking, the two of them were friends who had experienced life and death together, and they had a good rapport.
With this person's scheming methods, he shouldn't be deceived, right? But judging from the old man's memory, it doesn't seem like he is lurking. Besides, what is the purpose of lurking in such a place?
He had some doubts in his heart and was about to continue searching for souls to find the specific location of the mineral veins.
The tall and thin old man's body suddenly trembled, his breath completely disappeared, and his soul slowly dissipated.
This man was already on the verge of death, and now he could no longer hold on.
Yuan Ming's palm emitted a green light and he tried to save him, but unfortunately it was too late.
"I was careless." He frowned and muttered to himself, turned to the red gold centipede, and raised his hand to wave.
A transparent soul crow flew out from the centipede's head. It was the second soul that he had painstakingly cultivated for more than a year. It had been hidden in Zuo Qinghui's body before.
The previous manipulations of the tall and thin old man and the red gold centipede were all done by this group of divided souls.
This split soul has been growing continuously for more than a year. Although its soul power is far inferior to Yuan Ming's main soul, it is not inferior to ordinary monks in the middle stage of foundation building.
The red gold centipede is a monster. Although its physical body is powerful, its soul is quite weak and cannot resist the control of the split soul.
As soon as the separated soul left, the red gold centipede's eyes quickly regained consciousness, and a vicious aura quickly revived.
Yuan Ming activated the soul-destroying sword and pointed it towards the red gold centipede.
A black sword energy shot out, and it flashed into the red gold centipede's head. The red gold centipede's body trembled, and its soul completely collapsed.
Yuan Ming took out a large spirit beast bag and put the body of the red gold centipede, the tall and thin old man, and Cui Wuran into it, and then summoned the Qingyun Crane to fly into the sky and fly in one direction.
Although he did not find the location of the mineral vein from the tall and thin old man, he did find the route taken by the Guiyuan Sect monks to come here. Most of the others would pass through here on their return trip.
If you follow those people, you can still find the location of the mineral veins.
Half a day later, the group of people from Guiyuan Sect returned in a flying boat.
Ishikawa had been caught, his hands and feet were tightly tied, and he was thrown into the flying boat. His head and face were covered with blood, and he had obviously been severely repaired.
Guanshi Liao was also in the flying boat at the moment and was escaped by Yue Rong. He could no longer return to Shacheng and could only join the Guiyuan Sect.
At this time, the cultivators of the Guiyuan Sect all looked a little heavy. Although they captured Ishikawa and Manager Liao joined them, they lost the red gold centipede and there was no telling what the punishment would be if they went back.
At this moment, on the ground ahead, dust rumbled and it seemed like someone was fighting.
"Someone is fighting with monsters below? It seems to be a rogue cultivator!" the person controlling the flying boat said.
When everyone on the boat heard the words, their spiritual consciousness looked down.
In the dust, a black-skinned and short-haired Foundation Stage monk was fighting with two second-level sandworms. He had been seriously injured and was retreating while fighting.
"Catch the ones alive and make up for some of the losses!" The one-horned man nodded and ordered.
Two Guiyuan Sect monks flew down. Seeing this, the dark-skinned monk showed a look of horror on his face. He hurriedly sacrificed a flying magic weapon and fled. However, he was quickly caught up by two Guiyuan Sect monks and took him back.
Flying boat.
The flying boat did not stop and continued to shoot forward.
The void behind a nearby sand dune fluctuated, and Yuan Ming's figure appeared. His eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
As for the dark-skinned monk, it was none other than Zuo Qinghui.
In order for him to change his appearance and breath, Yuan Ming spent a lot of effort.
He shaved off Zuo Qinghui's beard and hair, and washed his whole body with a special potion to temporarily turn his skin black. After that, he used a blood-melting secret technique in the blood-melting technique combined with Zang Yuan's technique to temporarily turn his skin black.
By changing Zuo Qinghui's magical aura, he finally managed to hide it from the eyes and ears of those Guiyuan Sect monks.
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Under the scorching sun, the chains rattled, and the hot shackles rubbed Zuo Qinghui's ankles, leaving light red scratches.
Without saying a word, he raised his hand, hooked the collar around his neck with his fingers, and groped around, but found no gaps.
After the Guiyuan Sect monk captured him, he immediately put this ring on him. His magic power was instantly suppressed, and his cultivation level plummeted, finally stopping at the third level of Qi Refining.
However, the neck ring suppresses only mana and has no effect on the soul. As Yuan Ming's split soul, he can leave this body at any time and possess others if he wants.
However, he was deliberately captured with a purpose this time. At this time, he was just sitting quietly without making any big movements.
On the deck of the flying boat, besides him, there were more than a dozen prisoners wearing neck rings like him, including Ishikawa, whose head was covered in blood.
These monks and prisoners were either frightened or angry. Due to the suppression by magical weapons, Zuo Qinghui could not tell their specific cultivation levels. He could only guess their past strength from their different expressions.
In addition to these monk prisoners, there are also a large number of mortal prisoners on the flying boat. They are also wearing shackles and iron chains, but they do not have collars on their necks.
Those responsible for guarding nearby were the group of Guiyuan Sect monks, and their number was much larger than what Yuan Ming had seen before. It should be that when others went out to arrest people, there were still people left on the flying boat to guard the prisoners.
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After Zuo Qinghui was captured, this group of people did not immediately control the flying boat to return. Instead, they stopped and walked on the road, and then went to other places to capture some monks and mortals.
Now nearly five days have passed since Zuo Qinghui was arrested, and everyone on the boat also learned from the conversation between the Guiyuan Sect monks that the flying boat was on its way home.
Although they don't know how long it will take to arrive, the prisoners on the flying boat know that when they get there, there will only be more guards than now, not less than now.
Therefore, due to the numerical advantage, even if their magic power is suppressed, the monks and prisoners who have long been accustomed to being aloof are naturally not willing to stay dormant. Many people want to seize the current opportunity and get rid of their restraints in one fell swoop.
However, the biggest obstacle between them and freedom is the collar around their necks.
This magical weapon is actually not very clever. Although it cannot use its own magic power after being suppressed, as long as there is external assistance and the magic power from the foundation-building stage is used to impact the neck ring, it can be forcibly removed.
But now on the flying boat, the only monks with foundation-building magic power seem to be the guards who captured them.
Freedom seems out of reach.
But not always.
Zuo Qinghui suddenly discovered that to his right, there was a bald man with a large tattoo on his forehead. The neck ring around his neck was a bit old, and the spiritual light on it went out from time to time, which restored his cultivation for a moment.
The bald man naturally noticed this. He sat silently in the crowd with his eyes closed, waiting for the opportunity to come. Beside him, several prisoners quietly moved to the man to help him.
Blocking the guards' view.
They seemed to have found the key to escape, but when Zuo Qinghui accidentally looked at the nearby guards, he saw a meaningful and sly smile on their faces.
The next moment, an imperceptible "click" sound suddenly sounded. The bald man opened his eyes suddenly, a hint of joy flashed on his face, and then he immediately reached out to help the people around him to lift the restrictions.
But at this moment, two golden rays of light flashed suddenly, fell directly on the bald man, turned into two golden ropes, and tied up the strong man's hands and feet.
Immediately afterwards, a guard wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect came over with a sinister smile.
His right hand formed a sword and pointed towards the strong man. From behind him, a dagger-like magical weapon flew into the crowd and circled around the bald man several times, leaving dozens of bloody wounds.
The strong man groaned, blood gurgling out from the wound, and his whole body instantly turned into a bloody man, making everyone around him feel shocked.