Three hundred and twentieth chapters head fell off
Jiang Li had just broken through the golden elixir, but then he entered the state of fusion of the five elixirs.
Most of the golden elixir's aura was locked in the sea of air, and some of it that leaked out was obscure and wavering.
So if he hadn't revealed it deliberately, ordinary monks wouldn't have been able to see through Jiang Li's cultivation.
Mu Chunkong's eyesight was pretty good, and he could see a little bit of Jiang Li's aura.
However, due to his unstable aura, he had taken a precious earth-level elixir "Continued Body Golden Jiao Dan" some time ago, and the strong medicinal aura on his body has not dissipated.
This situation looks a lot like the second-generation ancestor who cultivated immortality only by relying on pills.
This is also the reason why he said Jiang Li was "just like that". Mu Chunkong, who received an elite education since childhood, thinks that he is very outstanding and usually looks down on such people.
Elder Mu and other Chongshan League monks also knew that Jiang Li had just broken through the foundation building not long ago, so they didn't think about it at all.
But the speed with which Jiang Li wielded his sword just now was already something she had to look up to.
"Qiu Hua has awakened. If it were him... maybe he could really save Qiu Hua and let Qiu Hua live freely."
Elder Mu regained consciousness. The top priority now was to find Qiu Hua. If the Chongshan Alliance could not find it, she would have no choice but to reveal her daughter's special physique to the family.
Although if you do that, Qiu Hua will inevitably return to the cage in the future, but staying alive is the most important thing.
"Where is the mayor?"
"I'm here, I'm here. I'm here, my lords. What do you want me to do?"
"Get everyone in your town here! Everyone!"
Others had already taken Jiang Li's ghost and began to read the minds of the local residents one by one, trying to find any clues among the mortals.
Elder Mu also grabbed a heart ghost in his hand and caught up with the crazy woman just now.
The woman still couldn't communicate, and kept mumbling the phrase "dropped, dropped, dropped."
"Mayor, what's going on with this woman?"
The mayor, who was busy directing the residents, hurried over again.
"Master Immortals, she is Widow Li who lives in a ruined temple outside the city."
It was obvious that everyone was not asking for names anymore, and they motioned for the other person to continue talking and pick out the important ones.
"This Widow Li is also a miserable person. She lost her parents when she was twelve or thirteen years old. Her family has no land and she can only live in a ruined temple outside the town."
"Later, I married Lao Li, who was farming, and I lived a life of plenty for a few years. But who would have thought that just two years after giving birth to the baby, Lao Li fell to his death while walking at night."
"She just kept raising the child, helping people wash clothes in the east and weaving cloth in the west. Her life went on."
"A few years ago, her child was attracted by the Immortal Master who came to the village. With the money, he should have been able to live a good life."
"But she went back to the ruined temple on the mountain to worship for a night. When she came back a few days later, she suffered from hysteria. From then on, she went crazy. This is a life without happiness..."
Several people looked at each other in confusion. If this woman hadn't encountered a ghost, then she might have seen something she shouldn't have seen.
After asking several times, he was unable to communicate. Elder Mu, who was eager to save his daughter, had no choice but to directly use Jiang Li's inner ghost.
"Please, tell me what you saw!"
Close your eyes and let your spirit follow the inner ghost into the mortal soul.
This woman's soul is incomplete. She was probably frightened and lost her soul back then, which led to this unconscious state.
In the past few years, she may have been trapped in the scene she saw at that time and was unable to get out.
She is very pitiful, but she is very convenient for reading minds and searching souls.
As soon as her spirit was connected, scenes of unforgettable scenes were transmitted back and unfolded before her eyes.
Not long after, Elder Mu tremblingly moved away the palm that was pressing on the other person's head and opened his eyes.
Her eyes were filled with tears.
"The temple is broken on the mountain! The temple is broken on the mountain! Hurry!"
A group of people grabbed the mayor and led the way, leading the streamers to the ruined temple on the desolate mountain as quickly as possible.
As soon as they landed, a group of monks quickly discovered something was wrong. They smelled an obvious smell of blood.
After looking around, I found a piece of new soil.
The land there has been dug up recently!
They thought of something, and a few stubborn stone hermits dug up the loose soil, and then they all froze on the spot.
The mayor even let out a cry and pouted on the spot.
If the stubborn hermit cultivator next to him hadn't put a talisman on his body to protect his soul, the mayor might also suffer from hysteria when he wakes up tomorrow.
And what was presented in front of everyone was a corpse!
The pit is full of headless corpses!
The children who were taken out of the town just a few days ago were not taken away at all. They were all buried here.
What did that woman see back then? What dropped?
It’s the children’s heads that have fallen off!
"Autumn paintings! Autumn paintings!"
Elder Mu almost went crazy. He jumped directly into the pit of corpses and started rummaging through them with his bare hands. There was no trace of Taoist immortality left in that way.
With the physical strength of the Jindan monk, all the hundreds of corpses in the pit were dug out.
The smell of rancid blood was so strong that it could almost be ignited by an open flame.
There are only a few stone hermits who have seen more dark things and can still remain calm.
They sorted the corpses into neat categories and analyzed the wounds and any possible clues left behind.
Under these corpses, there was another layer of corpses of children that had turned into bones, also without heads.
This is not the first time those damn guys have done something like this.
The only thing worth celebrating is that there are no corpses of Shenshan Qiuhua or other monks from the Chongshan League.
"Elder Mu, please calm down first, the number of corpses here does not match the number."
"The mayor said before that 912 people were taken away this year. But there were only 911 corpses."
"Those people should have taken away the children who really had spiritual roots, and ordinary children without spiritual roots were killed. Shenshan Qiuhua and the others should also have been taken away."
....
On the official road hundreds of miles away, a convoy of vehicles pulled by spirit horses was moving forward under the cover of night.
In a carriage at the front, six monks dressed as businessmen were chatting and laughing together.
"Hey, the harvest this time is not small. The two black-level flying swords are worth a lot of money."
"Hey, brother, I heard that your child has detected water-attribute spiritual roots. This flying sword is just right for use."
They disguise themselves as a fleet of mortal wine merchants on the official road, and even if they are seen by others, they will not notice anything strange.
They were sitting in the carriage talking and laughing, and were distributing the spoils of the day before.
"A small force like this that is nosy is quite wealthy."
"There are still a few geniuses inside, and we can sell a lot of spiritual stones after shipping them out. If we could meet people like this every day, we would be prosperous."
Several of them were very happy, but the one called the eldest brother seemed to be serious and steady.
"Be restrained. The more low-key we are in this business, the better. Don't fight with others easily. If we are discovered, our only fate will be to have our heads dropped."
The elder brother finally handed over the water-attribute Xuan-level flying sword. The sophisticated weapon-refining techniques were indeed rare to see.
Thinking of his child, he hung the flying sword on his waist.
"We have big brother, aren't you here? Big brother, you are a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator. Anyone who sees you has to give some face."
Others still don't think that the high income is enough for them to live with their heads in their belts.
"Okay, let me help you finish this order. It's time for me to retire and leave the Eastern Region to find a new city to live in. We brothers may never see each other again."
"When daybreak comes, the next town will be arriving. Let's get ready."
This group of people did not bring as many children as Jiang Li imagined.
As soon as they left the town, they buried the extra mortal children on the spot.
Therefore, the traveling speed was several times faster, passing several towns and arriving at another gathering place for mortals that was far away.
They are very cautious and always move around to commit crimes by shooting and changing places. Every time they take away a child, they will give them monetary compensation.
Deception, coupled with genuine money and silver, will not arouse public outrage, and naturally there will be no suspicion and investigation.
As a result, they have not attracted much attention for so many years, and many towns are even looking forward to their arrival.
The next day, their convoy drove into a new town. They showed some magic in it and soon made the mortals in the city happy.
The mortals in the town put down their work and took their children to line up in front of the motorcade.
What they were holding in their hands was not a real fairy stone at all.
No matter whoever catches it, they can basically emit light. But only they themselves know whether they really have spiritual roots.
Hundreds and thousands of school-age children were loaded onto the carriage.
With such an exaggerated birth rate of spiritual roots, they can easily convince the local residents by saying, "This place is a place where spiritual energy gathers, with outstanding people and talented people."
And getting a lot of money is enough to make these families rich.
"Brother, there are really a lot of immortal cultivators here. We can make a little more this time."
The lies they said casually seemed to come true.
In this town, they detected about twenty children with spiritual roots.
They have been doing this kind of thing all year round and have a very good understanding of the probability of spiritual roots appearing.
Generally speaking, in such a big town, it is extremely lucky to have one or two immortal cultivators every year.
This has increased more than ten times. Maybe there really was a monk family in this town, leaving some blood inheritance here.
However, they would only appear in ordinary towns without shelter. If they had already visited some places, no one would notice them.
After spending a day pretending to test his spiritual roots and rejecting the kind invitations of these mortals, he drove the carriage towards the distant hills.
These mortals bid farewell to the immortal masters with noisy gongs and drums.
It's just that they have no idea what this group of monks, whom they call immortal masters and whom they respect and entertain, will do to their children.
They only need those children with spiritual root qualifications alive, and the others only need to take away a head and sell it at a good price.
As for the large number of bodies that are more cumbersome, they can just find a place to bury them in the mountain ahead.
Under the moonlight, the motorcade slowly moved away.
Hundreds of miles away, Jiang Li, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.