Wu Lang looked towards the direction where the fighting broke out, feeling somewhat moved.
After all, I didn’t know anything when I came here, and I didn’t have any external information channels. Maybe this was an opportunity to understand the outside world.
And what did they encounter?
It's also obvious.
Goblin.
This area is the domain of these mountain spirits.
Thinking of this, he packed some bags and brought the breath-absorbing charm he made from animal skin. He hesitated for a few seconds and looked at his demon child figure.
"I'm too small."
Wu Lang is not Liu Ping. He has to burn up his lifespan and force himself to grow up in order to deal with the environment. He can handle it as a child and does not want to waste his lifespan, even if his lifespan as a demon is extremely long.
"My small size and appearance are problems. They will only be scared when they look at me."
He hesitated for a few seconds, then looked at the clay puppet child next to him, "Fujiang, please change."
The main body of the instrument is Houtu.
Wu Lang couldn't think of a name for this clay puppet that was a clone of the magic weapon, so he just called it Fu Jiang.
After a while, Wu Lang rode up and the two became one.
...
...
"kill!"
In the woods, there was the sound of weapons clashing.
This seems to be an escape team.
The carriage was luxurious, and there were dozens of corpses of warriors guarding the courtyard on the ground, with only a few remaining fighting against the mountain spirits.
"Help!"
However, they had traveled all the way to get here, and all of them were injured. Almost all of them suffered heavy casualties, and it was a one-sided massacre.
In fact, some mountain spirits looked at the corpses of the female relatives with lustful eyes.
Wu Lang took a look at the tree.
I climbed over to the bottom of the mountain, but it seemed that I arrived a little late.
They were almost dead, most of the men were beaten to death, and only a woman holding a long knife was left running away.
It seems that he is a warrior, and being able to survive to the last one does have some skills.
He was not in a hurry, and observed carefully for a while before he started to pick up a few stones and started to rescue people.
Bang bang bang!
A dozen goblins fell to the ground.
"Who is this expert? Thank you very much for your help."
The woman put down the sword in her hand. Her abdomen was bleeding and she couldn't even stand up. However, she held her fists high and looked around with vigilant eyes.
Wu Lang walked out slowly.
This is a tall and erect young man with a baby face and a golden proportioned body that is as toned as a wax statue. He is 1.9 meters tall. He is wearing an animal skin coat and a hood.
After all, you guys are allowed to wear muscle clothes, but I'm not allowed to wear them?
"Thank you for saving me, I'm here in Xiaoping Town, Xu Xinying." The woman forced herself to hold back the bleeding in her stomach, her face turned pale, but she still managed to hold on.
Wu Lang nodded and said simply and straightforwardly: "You are injured like this. Don't you have any medicine on the carriage? If you don't save me, you may die."
She nodded, immediately returned to the carriage, tore the clothes around her belly, and bandaged herself, as if she had some proficiency in medical skills.
But the injury was so severe that the bleeding could not stop.
Wu Lang was silent for a moment.
He has already seen that this woman is going to die...
There is no way to save this amount of bleeding.
He shook his head and did not look at the woman who had a strong desire for life. Instead, he turned around, scanned the battlefield, gathered all the dead souls, and sent them to the road to hell.
Ding!
Green horoscope: proficient in cooking.
Ding!
Green horoscope: sharp thinking.
...
Wu Lang began to pick up equipment.
The best ones are just green fortunes, which is normal. The probability of a truly powerful and heaven-defying fate appearing is inherently low.
"go!"
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."
"Yin and Yang are separated, so go to the underworld."
He clapped his hands and sent them all to Huangquan Road, thus completing his work of collecting corpses.
When he turned back, he found that the woman was dead, and felt a little sympathetic. But after his sympathy, his grief and anger turned into strength, and he directly started picking up her body.
Ding!
Main horoscope: Nine Yin (Purple)
Introduction: Born in the yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin time, it is rich in the body of great evil and great evil, and is the favorite weapon refining material of evil cultivators.
Secondary horoscope: Road rage (green)
Introduction: His personality is extremely easy to get angry, his emotions get carried away, and he does not recognize his relatives.
...
Wu Lang was a little surprised.
Spiritual physique!
The evil cultivator’s favorite!
This person is lucky enough not to be discovered by evil cultivators!
He had already guessed that the one who could survive to the end must be the strongest one.
as expected.
After all, although purple destiny is rare, the probability is only about one in a thousand.
But the double purple destiny, one in a thousand, is truly rare... I am such a rare person, although I am just a double purple fish, neither of them can practice cultivation.
Only those with a purple destiny suitable for practice, or double purple, are truly rare geniuses, such as Xing Hanhan, who is regarded as the acting peak master.
"However, this person is of some use to me. It's rare to meet someone who is barely qualified, so I'll make do with it." Wu Lang laughed, held her empty-handed, and did not send her to hell.
"You, who are you?"
Xu Xinying opened her eyes wide, "You, you are the legendary immortal??"
Wu Lang shook his head and did not answer her, but asked: "You're just a mountain monk, tell me your origin."
"Ahead, there is a battle between immortals. Our city is suffering. We all fled, but..." She introduced the origin, feeling a little scared in her heart.
Wu Lang nodded, the evil disaster was about to affect mortals.
"Are you willing to be my registered disciple?" Wu Lang asked simply and straightforwardly, "If you don't want to, I can send you to reincarnation."
Xu Xinying's heart skipped a beat.
Let yourself be reincarnated. What kind of character is this?
She often listened to the novel in the restaurant telling that people have an afterlife...
If this statue existed and was really an ancient immortal who could control life, old age, illness and death, wouldn't it be true?
etc.
Could this person be jealous of my pure Yin physique and want to arrest me for making weapons?
She has met a demon cultivator before.
But she was very lucky. She met a kind-hearted monk who rescued her and told her to be careful not to be exposed in front of those practitioners.
At the same time, the kind-hearted monk also told her that her constitution was not suitable for practice and she had no talent for practice.
If you can't practice cultivation yourself, isn't it because you are trying to do something for me...
She suddenly felt frightened in her heart, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Wu Lang changed.
Wu Lang saw what she was thinking and glanced at him, "Others say you can't practice, but in my hands, it's not that you can't practice. Don't look at me like an ordinary monk."
"I am willing! I am willing to become a disciple!"
She thought about it and realized that she couldn't run away, so she simply accepted her fate and said immediately: "You are the god who controls life and death, you will not harm me."
"Have you heard of me?" Wu Lang was curious.
"I've heard some legends about death." She answered carefully.
Wu Lang didn't care.
The Huangquan Sect is different from other practicing sects in that it is not aloof and has more contact with ordinary people.
Over tens of thousands of years, mortals will naturally gradually form various legends and spread them around the world, forming some folk myths.
"You are just registering your name, and your qualifications are far inferior to those of my direct disciples." Wu Lang said slowly.
Her destiny...
Really not as good as Liu Ping.
What is Liuping?
Rotten peach blossoms and bad luck, the two fates are a perfect match and are most suitable for practicing the First Ancestor Sutra.
And what about her?
Wu Lang did not value her [Nine Yins].
Instead, she values her green destiny [Road Rage], which is an explosive fighting method that can be practiced.
If it weren't for the fact that he was short of manpower and tools, he wouldn't have accepted her.
Wu Lang didn't ask any more questions.
Instead, he grabbed all the goblins that he had knocked over with stones, tied them with rattan ropes, lined them up, took them back outside the cave, and hung them on the trees.
Gululu!
Those goblins screamed very sadly.
Catching goblins was also an attempt that Wu Lang wanted to make after thinking about it.
"Yin Cha, I need a lot of Yin Cha to help me navigate this battlefield."
But recruiting people is troublesome!
Moreover, facing this kind of battlefield, it is not possible to let ordinary people clean up the ground.
1. It should be very inconspicuous.
2. Ubiquitous.
Ever since, Wu Lang thought of the countless miscellaneous fish and goblins that were not there.
"This thing has no brains. It's a wild beast or a human-shaped self-propelled cannon. It's very wanton. It's said that it doesn't even spare animals..."
"He doesn't have any brains, and he can't seduce his soul, but I can give him a soul-spelling formation to seduce his soul." Wu Lang made a small calculation.
What is this called?
This is called impossible to guard against!
Who would have thought that a dissolute and low-level low-level mountain elf, a level 5 novice monster, would secretly watch in the dark to pick up the boss's salted fish?
If a cloud demon with the kind of destiny he needs dies after the battle, and he lets these mountain spirits pick it up, it will really be a miracle!
In later generations, there have been many ways to steal people, which are difficult to guard against.
For example, the "arrangement" method of seducing souls involves a huge formation covering the living territory of mortals, fully automatically seducing souls.
There are also "somersault clouds" express-style enchantment, with "clouds" shrouded in the sky and drifting, where the dead go.
When Wu Lang thought about this, he didn't hesitate.
He has always been a man of action. When he saw something ready-made, he immediately captured more than ten goblins.