Beside him, Jiuyou's avatar turned into a bare shrub without long leaves.
There are a total of three thousand branches growing on the shrub, pointing horizontally in different directions.
At this time, twenty of the branches on the Jiuyou shrub pointing in the same direction were slowly shifting.
He stared at the branch for a while, then looked in the direction the branch was pointing.
"Is that right there?"
With a casual move, Jiuyoumu turned into green light and returned to Jiang Li.
There was only one branch left protruding from his wrist, still pointing firmly forward.
The Immortal-Destroying Flying Sword floated to Jiang Li's side, and he put his hand on the sword. A purple-red light flashed, and he suddenly transformed into a sword rainbow and shot in that direction.
After Jiang Li left last night, he was not idle.
He ran as fast as he could to all the places where humans gathered within a radius of two hundred miles.
And taking advantage of the darkness, he distributed 3,000 spiritual root seeds to some school-age children in each gathering place.
If it is a large gathering place, just plant a few seeds; if it is a small gathering place like a village, plant a few fewer seeds.
He also used spiritual energy to ripen the spiritual root seeds as quickly as possible before leaving.
It took a whole night without a break.
It wasn't until after dawn that Jiuyou's clone was released here.
He was betting that that group of monks would not be satisfied with just one town, and that they would commit crimes again.
Jiuyoumu can roughly locate the location and direction of your spiritual root seed.
Jiang Li sowed the seeds in advance and then used Jiuyoumu to monitor them.
If any of the spiritual root seeds moved beyond the limit of mortal abilities in a short period of time, there was no doubt that they were taken away by someone.
Jiang Li scattered almost all the seeds in his inventory, but he was not sure of winning.
What if, what if they move farther than the range of their net?
Or maybe they have reached their goal and stopped, then he really has no choice but to find the needle in the haystack.
Fortunately, he was lucky. After waiting anxiously for a day, twenty of the branches finally moved.
"Sir... Master Immortal, do we want to spend the night in this mountain?"
The children, who had just been pulled into the carriage and were very excited, were called down by these immortal masters after entering the forest not far away. In the cold wind at night, they were a little confused.
"No, you want to spend the night in the mountains."
"You guys come here."
One of the monks captured a child with spiritual roots.
After casually scattering a little powder to knock him unconscious, he took out a wine jar from Carriage Mountain, and then used a special method to stuff the whole person into the wine jar.
Several other people also started to do the same, and soon installed all the children with spiritual roots.
Chirping children are troublesome, but it is much more convenient to put them in jars.
Then they drew their weapons again and looked at the remaining children, without a trace of pity in their eyes.
Some of them have children that are only that old. No one knows why they can do this to other people's children.
"Don't be afraid, kid, it will only hurt for a while."
Now these children finally know what those wine jars in the car were.
But why do these immortal masters point their swords at them?
It was their first time away from home, and this sudden change frightened them, causing the originally chattering children to calm down in a rare moment.
They are new to the world, but they also know that something bad may happen next.
At this time, suddenly many children looked behind a few casual cultivators.
"meteor.."
A child called softly.
Then the next moment, the meteor crashed down.
A young man wearing a heavy mountain embroidered robe appeared behind them. He was holding a stunned head in his hand, which had not yet realized that it was dead.
"Don't be afraid, it will only hurt for a while."
puff!
It wasn't until a large amount of blood sprayed out from their necks that they discovered that one of their companions had had his head removed.
Several others wanted to turn around and resist.
But their bodies were as stiff as stone, and they felt themselves enveloped in a terrifying aura, unable to even move a finger.
"Senior, please calm down! Please spare our lives, we are forced, we are all forced!"
The only Nascent Soul cultivator among them trembled and reluctantly raised the long sword in his hand.
But Jiang Li knew that sword, Shushan Liquan Sword!
It is exactly the water attribute flying sword painted by Shen Shenqiu.
The Shura Dragon Qi revealed its true form behind Jiang Li, and roared with murderous intent at them.
"Speaking of it, you may not believe it. In the next hundred years, you will hope that your soul will be gone."
The burial coffin flew out, and countless tentacle-like roots poured out from it, dragging all these people in.
Including the head, Jiang Li was planning to simulate the construction of the most cruel Fengdu dungeon in the burial coffin.
Just in time, they can be regarded as the first batch of permanent residents!
After grabbing back the two flying swords from Shenshan Qiu Hua, Jiang Li used his hand to tear up several carriages, and saw hundreds of jars sealed with talisman paper inside.
In the world of immortality, this kind of jar is used to transport slaves, monsters, and ghosts.
They actually stuffed the sacred mountain autumn paintings into this.
This made Jiang Li feel even more angry.
He knocked on the jars one by one, and soon a familiar face as pale as paper appeared in front of Jiang Li.
It is the autumn painting of the sacred mountain that I have not seen for several months.
Jiang Li stepped forward and was about to hug him, but a tough light film blocked his palm.
He exerted a little force, but the light film still blocked his palm firmly.
Jiang Li was stunned. The power he brought out with every move he made now was astonishingly terrifying. Although it was of no use because he was afraid of hurting the other party.
But Qiu Hua actually had something on his body that could block his hand.
This didn't happen to anyone else. This light film couldn't have been the trick of those guys just now, otherwise they wouldn't have been taken down so easily by Jiang Li.
This layer of energy light film appears to be emitted from the body of Shenshan Qiuhua. Is it the life-saving magic weapon of Shushan?
At this time, a jade pendant on his body emitted a milky white light, and the light film on Shenshan Qiuhua's body disappeared automatically.
This allowed Jiang Li to reach out and hug the other person.
It was one of the gifts given to him by Shenshan Qiu Hua when he was a guest in Shushan. He was not told its specific function, and Jiang Li always carried it with him as an ordinary amulet.
Now it seems that this jade pendant should be a very important thing for Junior Sister Qiu Hua.
However, he has no time to think about anything else right now.
Jiang Li hugged her and carefully checked her up and down. He found that her clothes were intact and there were no obvious external injuries on her body, but the internal injuries were serious.
It should be this energy that protected Qiu Hua.
But because those guys forcibly refined Shenshan Qiuhua's flying sword, causing its origin to be seriously injured, the current situation is still quite dangerous.