Chapter 214 Calculations and transactions are everywhere
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After listening to this, Zhao Sheng pondered secretly.
The way the Spirit Race treats the cultivators is really strange, and the establishment of the Refugee City is even more bizarre inside and out.
The Spirit Race and the Human Race are obviously life-and-death enemies. Why did they not choose to kill them after they captured Longshou Island?
Could it be that the Star God is behind all of this?
At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly had an idea and thought that the 500,000 people and immortal cultivators in the refugee city were all "hostages".
Maybe.. there is some kind of deal between the top leaders of the two clans?
Zhao Sheng was surprised by his bold idea.
suddenly,
He stopped and frowned slightly.
Because a strange scene suddenly appeared within his consciousness.
In a courtyard twenty-one feet away to his left, a rally was being held.
The courtyard was crowded with people, and a high platform was built in the middle. On the high platform, an old monk in black armor sat cross-legged.
At this time, he was preaching Buddhist scriptures to the people below.
Zhao Sheng raised his head and looked towards the courtyard, his consciousness swept over the old monk, only to find that this man was aging and was a mortal.
Zhao Sheng turned around and asked: "Senior Jiu Chi, are monks allowed to preach in the refugee city?"
"Well, it seems you have discovered it too! It's no big deal. The ancient Buddhism is preaching here with the tacit approval of the higher-ups. Besides, this is an internal matter of the human race. It has nothing to do with our spiritual race. If ancient Buddhism can fight against the Star God Palace,
It's better when you get up." Master Jiu Chi said nonchalantly.
Zhao Sheng turned around, his eyes flashed for a few times, and then continued walking forward.
When everyone reached the city gate, Zhao Sheng secretly counted and found three monks along the way, and there were thousands of bewitched "believers" in the city.
When everyone is fearful, it is the best time to preach.
Ancient Buddhism is really good at finding opportunities, and I'm afraid it also has a deal with the Eldar.
In addition, Zhao Sheng also discovered that the proportion of pregnant women in the city was very high, and he saw many strange things about prostitution during the day.
This made him suspect that everything was done intentionally by the Spiritual Race.
As for why? It’s obviously to give birth to as many spiritual-rooted babies as possible.
Zhao Sheng secretly sighed in his heart, the spirit tribe's abacus was really good!
…
When Zhao Sheng was exploring the Refugee City, he found a spiritual cave deep in a second-order spiritual vein located a hundred miles northwest of Longshou Island and under the sea.
The cave is covered in silver, and everywhere is filled with cold ice. Flowers of ice are floating and swirling in the cave. When they touch the solid wall, they explode and freeze everything. Snow-white frost spreads everywhere,
I can feel the bone-chilling chill coming to my face.
On the ice seat deep in the spiritual cave, a young man in white clothes with silver hair was sitting cross-legged and clasping his hands, white light coming from his mouth and nose, causing the surrounding ice energy to fluctuate.
Suddenly, the jade medal on the man's waist flashed with light continuously. The silver-haired young man frowned, reached out and took off the jade medal, and inserted a ray of spiritual consciousness into it.
The next moment, the light on the surface of the jade card flowed, and some information poured into the mind of the silver-haired young man. His face suddenly became extremely cold.
"Zhao Chonghe!...Haha!" The silver-haired young man muttered to himself, sneered, and soon fell silent again.
At the same time, in a secret space somewhere underground on Longshou Island, a skinny young man wearing a hundred-skull robe and a middle-aged man wearing a jade crown and ink armor sat opposite each other. On the stone table in the middle was placed
A portrait of a character that is strikingly similar to Zhao Sheng.
This middle-aged man in black armor is extremely handsome. Although his appearance only reveals his cultivation level in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, his whole body exudes a mysterious aura.
"Is this the target?" the skinny young man suddenly asked slowly.
The middle-aged man in Mojia smiled noncommittally and said: "This man's real name is Zhao Chonghe. Here are some information about him. Kill him within ten days. The "Skeleton God Codex" will be yours."
"Seriously!" The skinny young man asked with greedy eyes as he was extremely excited.
The middle-aged man pushed over two jade slips and said: "One of them records the first two levels of the "Skeleton God Codex". It is considered a deposit."
The skinny young man snatched the jade slip and penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness. Soon he smiled with surprise and said decisively: "This is a deal! I, Mr. Gu, have taken it!"
…
After returning from the refugee city, Zhao Sheng refused everyone's invitation and locked himself in a training room to practice hard.
Three days later, in the training room, Zhao Sheng was sitting cross-legged with a serious expression on his face, and he continued to fire magic spells with both hands, and streaks of blood continued to merge into the blood escape talisman in mid-air.
Two quarters of an hour later, after inhaling so much blood essence and spiritual power, the palm-sized blood escape talisman began to shine brightly, gradually producing layers of blood-colored halos.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng perked up and opened his mouth again, spitting out a stream of blood from his heart, which landed on the Blood Escape Talisman.
The blood escape talisman ignited a ball of invisible blood flames.
"melt!"
Zhao Sheng's eyes condensed, and a black light suddenly shot out from the purple palace on his forehead. In a flash, it was submerged in the blood escape talisman.
In an instant, all the blood flames converged, turning into countless mysterious blood-colored runes that appeared on the surface of the talisman.
Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Blood Soul Talisman flew over and landed on his hand.
This blood escape talisman has mutated into a blood soul talisman because it has been blended with a trace of divine soul.
The Blood Soul Talisman is a second-level special escape talisman that Zhao Sheng has painstakingly studied for nearly a hundred years. He has been researching it since his last life and only recently created it.
Although it is an escape talisman, it has the effect of confusing others, especially for high-level immortal cultivators.
Seeing that the talisman was truly taking shape, Zhao Sheng's eyes showed a hint of joy, and he immediately carefully hid it in the middle of his waist.
Half a month later.
The door to the secret room that had been closed for a long time suddenly opened, and Zhao Sheng walked out slowly.
As a result, as soon as Zhao Shengfang walked out of the room, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the corridor to one side.
I saw a flash of light over there, and two figures came rushing towards me, as fast as lightning.
Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this. Looking at the momentum, the two men were heading towards him.
Boom boom!
Two figures suddenly landed a few feet in front of Zhao Sheng, causing a wave of airflow, and the figures of two young men appeared.
The person at the front was wearing a snow-white robe. He was about twenty-seven or eighty-year-old. He had a delicate and handsome appearance. There was a faint starlight shooting out from between his eyebrows, giving people the illusion that the person standing in front of him was not a person, but an ice flower.
Although the other man is tall and thin, every muscle in his body is like steel, and it seems that he contains extremely strong explosive power.
"Who are you two?" Zhao Sheng asked slowly as he looked at these two people who were obviously not good-natured. His expression did not change.
"I am Wang Foyu of the Spirit Tribe, and this is Wang Fochong next to me." The man in white robe looked Zhao Sheng up and down and said with a hey.
Muscular man Wang Fochong stared into Zhao Sheng's eyes with dagger-like eyes and did not speak immediately.
"Oh, it turns out they are two young masters from the Spirit Race. How disrespectful! I wonder if you two have come here to teach me?" Zhao Sheng ignored the gazes of the two men and asked as usual with an indifferent expression.
"Are you that wild boy who came back from outside?" Wang Fo rushed up and finally showed a sneer.
"Humph." When Zhao Sheng heard this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"Very good, but he looks like a human. The two of us came to you to tell you that the Bing King has given up on you. You should stop having such wishful thinking." Wang Foyu said coldly.
When Zhao Sheng heard this, he was slightly startled at first, but then he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at the two people in front of him again with a strange look.
"Why, you need us to say it again? How noble is the Ice King's identity? With your humble bloodline, how can you be worthy of the name of the Ice King's disciple?"
Seeing Zhao Sheng's expression, White-robed Wang Foyu snorted and said, his tone full of unquestionable meaning.