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When Junior Brother Sha was shocked, Chen Taizhong drew his knife and struck again, directly cutting off the second Senior Brother's head.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Taizhong's Divine Consciousness Thorn was fired again, and the eighth-level sword correction tried to run away with his sword. His body shook violently, and he lay limply on the ground.
"You are much worse than your second senior brother," Chen Taizhong sighed, and looked at Wang Yanyan again, "Do you know how to search for souls?"
"No," Wang Yanyan shook her head honestly. Although she is a native of the fairy world, the soul-searching technique is really not accessible to ordinary people.
Except for demonic cultivation, this technique is controlled by big forces. Even among big forces, it is mostly practiced by specific people. It is strictly forbidden for ordinary people to contact it, and it is impossible to promote it. Once it is promoted, it will cause chaos in the world.
There are some people among casual cultivators who secretly practice this technique and dare not publicize it.
"Then kill this man," Chen Taizhong ordered, "and destroy their bodies by the way."
Because of his skills, he can usually be distracted when advancing, as long as he is not advancing across realms.
He was quite satisfied with Scar's reaction just now, but Chen did not have the skills to enslave others and was too lazy to learn. So the best way to deal with this maid who took the initiative to seek refuge was to have her submit a surrender letter.
Wang Yanyan didn't hesitate too much. She pulled out a red silk ribbon and put it around Junior Brother Sha's neck. She stepped on his back and pulled hard with both hands.
Junior Brother Sha was strangled awake and struggled desperately, but Wang Yanyan and he were the same eighth-level immortals. When they were facing each other, there might be a big gap between them, but if one person wanted to strangle the other person's neck, they would already have taken advantage of it.
If you strike first, the other party will definitely die.
He struggled for five or six minutes, then his body suddenly straightened up and finally stopped moving. Wang Yanyan did not let go, and dragged him for another ten minutes. She did not let go until the other person's neck bones snapped.
Junior Brother Sha was already dead and his body was a little cold.
Stacking the two bodies together, she cast a pyro spell, and the fire crackled into flames.
She handed the two storage bags she picked up to Chen Taizhong and explained, "I didn't chop him with a knife because I was afraid that there would be something wrong with his blood, so it would be easiest to strangle him."
"Understood," Chen Taizhong nodded, thinking that these casual cultivators also have their own ways, and there are indeed policies and countermeasures at the top.
This servant was very sensible, and she didn't show the slightest bit of covetousness towards the two storage bags.
The next moment, he looked up at the sky and said, "It's going to rain. Pack your things and leave."
There was nothing to pack, it was just tents, cooking pots and the like. Wang Yanyan was very quick and packed it up in the blink of an eye. Then she took a look at the two corpses that had not been burned and hesitated, "How to deal with this..."
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"Let's burn it," Chen Taizhong put out the floating chair and looked at her, "Do you have a flying magic weapon?"
"No," Wang Yanyan shook her head and replied with a wry smile, "There are not many eighth-level casual cultivators who can afford flying magic weapons."
"Here's a flying carpet for you," Chen Taizhong threw over a small piece of thick cloth. It was clearly a flying magic weapon. It was stronger than a fluttering chair. It was also faster and cost less mana.
Wang Yanyan hesitated for a moment before she mustered up the courage to answer, "There are only two flying magic weapons between the two of us. It is too ostentatious and easily attracts attention from others. I think you still have room in this chair..."
The fluttering chair was originally a flying instrument for two people. Chen Taizhong thought about it and felt that what she said was reasonable, so he nodded, "That's alright. Sit down."
The fluttering chair carried the two of them into the air, but what they didn't know was that soon it started to rain on the mountain, and the burning flames weakened. Not long after, a jade slip rolled out of the ground.
The jade slip was left by Junior Brother Sha. During the struggle with Lingdai, he already knew that he could not escape, so he gritted his teeth and left a line of words on the family's jade talisman for communication.
"The person who killed me is Li Yi, a disciple of the Longmen Sect!"
Chen Taizhong did not expect such a change behind him. He just knew that if he killed a disciple of the sect, he would have to run away to avoid disaster, so he drove the floating chair and hurried on.
After driving for a while, Wang Yanyan couldn't help but asked, "Master, is your promotion considered a success?"
"I can advance in battles," Chen Taizhong replied disapprovingly, feeling a little proud - I advance in battles, do you understand?
But in fact, this promotion was quite dissatisfying to him. He had been suppressing it for a long time. He originally planned to take this opportunity to rush directly to the ninth level or even complete it - he believed that he could do it, and he
There is no shortage of spirit stones to supply the spirit gathering array.
An unexpected incident interrupted the entire process, and he couldn't take this opportunity to rush to the ninth level of Dzogchen. He would have to spend more energy and effort in the future.
However, this is not necessarily a bad thing. If you advance too quickly, your foundation will inevitably be unstable. For ordinary people, it is a good thing to suppress your advancement. Without a solid foundation and accumulation, your future achievements will not be much higher.
"So that's it," Wang Yanyan's eyes lit up when she heard that, "In that case, master, let's find a place to settle down first, and you can stabilize your state first."
It is always better to fly farther away from the crime scene. Chen Taizhong secretly murmured in his heart that the boundaries of Bluestone City are about 70,000 to 80,000 square kilometers. At this moment, the two of them have just entered the area of Morrowind Castle. It is really a bit unsafe, even more so.
Not to mention that he only killed two sect disciples.
The floating chair seemed to fly straight for nearly two hundred miles. There were also blind beasts on the road looking for food. Chen Taizhong directly chopped them off and added a few more ingredients to his own recipes.
Flying, Wang Yanyan suddenly spoke, "Master, the small village in front is in a very good location."
"What do you mean by a good location?" Chen Taizhong asked. The two of them actually flew over seven or eight small villages and towns just now, but they were all far away. Now you say the location is good?
"If it's any further away, I won't be able to contact Little Turtle," Wang Yanyan answered frankly.
"Why contact it?" Chen Taizhong answered subconsciously, but the next moment, he also reacted - the secret library door knocker!
In good conscience, he didn't believe in this thing. When he was on earth, let alone pirates hiding treasures, he didn't even win the third prize in the Welfare Lottery. He never believed that there was pie in the sky.
thing.
But the servant was so concerned that he asked casually, "I didn't expect... you actually have the ability to communicate with wild beasts."
This curiosity has been in his mind for some time, and he just doesn't want to ask more questions.
"I only know a little bit about it," Wang Yanyan answered directly, "I can't leave it to ordinary wild beasts such as the Flame Turtle, a psychic wild beast passed down from my family."
"There is also a flaming turtle in the southwest of Qingshi City," Chen Taizhong couldn't help but ask, "Can you communicate with it?"
"That's an old turtle," Wang Yanyan replied casually. She was indeed a native of the fairy world.
In her words, the little turtle has little knowledge and is easy to fool, but the old turtle is different. He is well-informed and knows that most people will not touch the auspicious beast - if he really wants to take advantage of it and is qualified to take advantage of it,
It can't resist it either.
The little turtle was so angry at Chen Taizhong that it almost had its shell broken. It was really frightened. At this time, Wang Yanyan intervened to dissuade him. It was so grateful that it burst into tears.
When he was almost twenty miles away from the village, Chen Taizhong controlled the floating catkin chair to lower it. Since he wanted to practice in peace for a while, it was better to keep a low profile. Anyway, he was now a ninth-level immortal. People below the spirit immortal could not
You can easily offend him.
There was a long knife hanging on his waist and a small bow on his shoulder. Wang Yanyan was using her bare hands and also put on a veil.
While the two were chatting, they approached the village. It was almost dark now. There were more than a hundred households in the village. There were two strong men at the entrance of the village, holding bows and arrows and watching them coldly as they approached.
When they saw that both of them had storage bags hanging on their waists, the two strong men looked at each other. One of them put away his bow and arrow and forced a smile, "You two cultivators came to my Shibei Village. What do you want to do?"
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The other one did not put away his bow and arrow, but looked at the other person coldly, with a strong look of vigilance in his eyes.
"My master likes to travel around," Wang Yanyan, who was veiled, spoke in a cold voice, "I saw the beautiful scenery here and wanted to stay for a few days."
"It's getting late. If you want to stay overnight, please come back tomorrow morning," the vigilant man said.
The other person quickly gave him a tug, and then spoke with a forced smile, "Both adults, you both have treasures in storage. Find a place to stay for the night. The village will make room for you tomorrow. What do you think?"
Chen Taizhong remained silent. Wang Yanyan thought for a moment before asking, "Isn't this a cultivator's village?"
"There are not many cultivators in my village," this man finally put away his smile that was uglier than crying, and replied seriously, "but we have five villages protecting each other, so why do you two adults embarrass us?"
Wang Yanyan glanced sideways at the owner and found that his face was expressionless, so she asked cautiously, "How about... let's just spend the night on the mountain?"
"Just build a house," Chen Taizhong said, "Ask them, where can I build a house?"
When the two heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They did not expect that the two cultivators were so easy to talk to.
Those cultivators who dare to walk in the mountains with their storage bags are really not easy to mess with, especially if there are only two of them, not in a group. There is no need to guess the strength of the two of them.
The men immediately became enthusiastic and pointed to a sparse forest, saying that there was a grotto there where monks had lived before, and there was a spring next to it, which was convenient for everything.
The cave is about two miles away from the village. The two of them could reach it in the blink of an eye, but it took quite a long time to find this grotto.
Finally, I found the grotto behind a patch of grass.
The entrance of the grotto is very small, half a person high and half a meter wide. The inside is not very big, about seven or eight square meters, and the height is no more than two meters, which gives people a very cramped feeling.