Chapter 15 Murder and Capture Treasures and Escape
Tong Yan ran for a long time and stopped only when he was sure that the man would not catch up.
She relaxed slightly and immediately felt strong pain coming from her shoulders and back.
Tong Yan endured the pain and checked the injury on her shoulder. It was only a little short of visible bone. Fortunately, her body had a strong recovery ability. The wound had stopped bleeding and was even slowly healing.
Tong Yan was so angry that she wanted to explode when she thought of her own elixirs. This was like a story about the farmer and the snake! Not only was all her elixirs in vain, she was stabbed twice by him and almost died there.
How could she have been so seriously injured when she had grown so old? Especially after she traveled through time and space, it didn't matter if she was beaten for doing bad things, but it would be bad to get retribution for doing good deeds, haha...
Whether she is hurt or not is a trivial matter, the important thing is that she holds a grudge.
However, ordinary swords cannot break her skin. I didn't expect it to be so easy in the world of cultivation. It seems that she is not that resistant. As long as the strength exceeds one degree, she is no different from ordinary crispy skin.
I thought of the sword energy that the man slashed out, and also thought of the word "Magic Cultivation" in his mouth.
Why has she never thought about it? In the world of cultivation, black is never a good thing. Resentment, poison, ghost, and demonic energy are all black. Based on this inference, it is rare for her to be related to demon cultivation?
With this guess in her mind, Tong Yan didn't dare to go to the Sword Sect rashly. She didn't understand the relationship between demonic cultivators and righteous cultivators in this world. If it was against the enemy, wouldn't she be risking death by rushing over there?
It’s better to find a Cultivation City first and get the basic information before making any plans.
After Tong Yan waited until the wound was almost healed, he found another direction and set off to find the nearest cultivation city.
However, what she never expected was that the city was not found and she was hit first.
Ordinary illusion formations and trapping formations can be easily seen by monks who often go out for training, but Tong Yan is a newbie in the world of cultivation and does not understand them at all, so he is easily trapped by the formations.
The people who set up the formation were two monks, a man and a woman. Both of them were at the eleventh level of Qi training, but the female cultivator had a more stable aura.
Seeing that Tong Yan was trapped by the formation, the two of them didn't know it, and they were only at the sixth level of qi training and were not threatening, so they emerged from their hiding place and tied up Tong Yan easily with magic weapons.
"The twelve-three-year-old girl has actually reached the sixth level of Qi training. She is actually a genius in cultivation." The male cultivator said.
"Huh, I guess she is a young lady from a small aristocratic family nearby. She only absorbs spiritual energy every day, and doesn't even know such a simple formation." The female cultivator said in a strange way.
The female cultivator came forward and searched Tong Yan's body, but only found an old storage bag, which made her a little angry.
Male Cultivator: "Where do you put your other things? Hand them over quickly, or I will let you die here now."
Tong Yan, who was bound by the magic weapon, could not move, and there were two monks who were much stronger than her. In a situation that was completely unfavorable to her, she couldn't help but feel afraid and nervous.
"I...I'm not a young lady from a cultivating family, I'm just a casual cultivator, and...all my valuables are in this storage bag. Take them all if you want them." Tong Yan tensed her nerves and was careful.
looked at them and said.
The female cultivator gave Tong Yan a sharp look and slapped her face, "Hand over the things honestly. If you dare to be cunning, you will suffer a lot."
Tong Yan's head was knocked to one side, and the left side of her face quickly became red and swollen. Her gaze on the ground was stained with anger, and she even forgot a lot of her nervousness and fear.
Tong Yan secretly gritted his teeth, wishing he could jump up and chop this stinky woman.
md, TM actually slapped her with spiritual power!
But now people are being treated as slaves and I'm being treated as fish and meat, but she can't stand it!
Physiological tears rolled in Tong Yan's eyes. She suppressed her anger, lowered her head and whispered, "I really only have these things. You just searched them. Apart from the storage bag on my waist, I have no other place to put things."
, I have used up a few low-priced elixirs because I was chased by a senior before. If you don’t believe it, you can see the injuries on my body. If there were no elixirs, I would definitely not have survived."
"I just barely reached this level of cultivation when I was twenty years old this year. I am not a genius in cultivation."
The male cultivator sneered: "We can't tell whether you are twenty or twelve."
Tong Yan insisted: "I just grow slowly."
The two ignored Tong Yan's words. They were here to rob her, not to discuss her age. The female cultivator turned to the male cultivator and said, "I'm afraid this time I'm really a poor casual cultivator. What's in the storage bag?"
There are only a few low-level magic weapons, and not even a single useful elixir. Bah, what a loss-making business! You kill her first, and we’ll start from another place."
Hearing that the female cultivator said she wanted to kill her, Tong Yan's heart tightened and she could hardly sit still on the ground. Her mind was running rapidly, trying to find a way to save herself, and her hands were not idle at the same time.
However, she couldn't untie this broken rope and it kept falling apart!
However, the male cultivator hesitated for a few seconds, "Wait a minute, this little girl may still be useful..."
The female nun glared at him angrily, "Why, you are determined to fall in love with this little girl!"
The male cultivator hurriedly said: "No, no, how could it be possible? She is a yellow-haired girl, how can she be as good-looking as you?"
The female cultivator glared at Tong Yan and snorted, "Then what do you mean?"
The male cultivator smiled sinisterly and said: "Aren't we planning to attack Li Wenjie and the others? The two of them have taken advantage of their knowledge of point formations and sword cultivation to occupy the best place outside the cultivation city. If we face them at the main entrance, we will definitely suffer.
If this girl is thrown out as bait, Li Wenjie will definitely be fooled, and then our chances of winning will be much greater."
"Li Wenjie...are you talking about the rumors that he has a penchant for young girls?"
"This matter cannot be taken off."
Seeing what the two men were discussing insidiously, Tong Yan knew that he didn't have to die immediately, but he still felt uneasy. He always felt that the two men were plotting something terrible.
After the two of them discussed it, they looked at her at the same time. Tong Yan didn't dare to think any more, and pretended to be very obedient and well-behaved, sitting on the ground motionless.
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Tong Yan changed his equipment, tied a few valuable-looking storage bags around his waist, and then ran towards the woods ahead in a state of embarrassment.
Behind him were two monks, a man and a woman, following secretly. The female monk's consciousness was always locked on Tong Yan. If she tried to escape or rebel midway, she would immediately cast a spell to kill Tong Yan.
Tong Yan ran to the territory of the two monks Li Wenjie, and their spiritual consciousness immediately discovered her. After exchanging glances, one went out to see the situation, while the other quietly checked to see if there was anyone ambushing around.
When Li Wenjie came out and saw that she was a little girl in her teens and a low-level monk, she felt a lot of contempt in her heart, but she was still vigilant.
"Who are you! Why did you break into my cave and affect my retreat?"
Tong Yan stammered nervously, "I...I didn't mean it. Someone wanted to kill me...I ran around in a panic and came here."
"Fellow Taoist, can you tell me which direction is leading to the city? My guard and I got separated. I want to return to the city quickly and ask someone to find him."
Li Wenjie squinted his eyes and looked at Tong Yan. Hanging the flashy storage bag on his waist did seem like a stupid thing done by a disciple of a small family in the city.
Another monk over there emerged from the woods without seeing other monks around.
The two of them looked at him at the same time, and he shook his head gently at Li Wenjie.
This was no one's intention. It seemed that the two monks were fully prepared to kill these two people.
Because he came over, Li Wenjie's force level soared. Tong Yan felt nervous for himself and took a step back unconsciously.
This action caused Li Wenjie and Li Wenjie to look sharply at her, frightening Tong Yan. Then he explained slowly and carefully: "The momentum of the two fellow Taoists was too strong, and I retreated because I couldn't withstand the pressure."
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Li Wenjie looked at her and did not doubt the authenticity of what she said. He just said lightly: "You are a young lady from a certain family in the city. If the reward is rich, we can escort you back to the family."
"The family...is the Yang family in the city, the daughter of the aunt's wife." There is no reward for sending her back.
"Oh, what about the person who is chasing you? Why haven't you caught up with him for so long?" Li Wenjie asked meaningfully.
Tong Yan: "My guard lured me away. He tried his best to protect me, and then got separated while running away."
"Then when you came here, did you know where this was?" asked another monk.
Tong Yan shook his head, "I don't know, is there anything special here?"
"There's no problem. It's probably an accident. Let's do it." said the fellow monk.
Li Wenjie nodded with a smile and swept Tong Yan's body with satisfaction, "Let me do it so that you don't hurt the pet I like."
Tong Yan felt chilled by Li Wenjie's eyes, and said angrily: "What do you mean? I'll ask for a way. If you don't want to tell me, forget it. I'll find it myself."
After speaking, he quickly turned around and ran back, but Li Wenjie kept an eye on Tong Yan. She just ran a few meters away when she was grabbed by the shoulder and unable to move.
Tong Yan turned back angrily, "Let me go!"
After Li Wenjie restrained Tong Yan's movements, he stretched out his arms to pick him up and led him back.
While struggling, Tong Yan quietly paid attention to Li Wenjie's situation. He heard from the female cultivator that once the soul-eating demonic insect comes into contact with the source of the spiritual energy, it will attach to it without anyone noticing, and then it will suck the spiritual power crazily until
Until the spiritual power dries up.
This kind of demonic insect has always been miraculous in dealing with monks below the foundation level, except for demonic cultivators and Buddhist cultivators.
Sure enough, within a moment, Li Wenjie's movements suddenly stopped, and he threw Tong Yan's body out. He held his own with his sword on the ground, but his face was twisted in pain.
The fellow monks were shocked when they saw this, "What's wrong with you?!"
"It's...a soul-eating demonic insect. Ah!" Li Wenjie cried out in pain, and looked at Tong Yan with red eyes filled with murderous intent, "Kill this bitch!"
When the fellow monks heard this, they immediately killed Tong Yan. The soul-eating demonic insect was such a vicious thing, but someone actually plotted it against the two of them.
Seeing the murderous spell flying towards him, Tong Yan did not dare to pretend to be weak anymore, so he rolled like a carp and hid in the grass.
The monk was so angry that he chased after him, forgetting for a moment that Li Wenjie was now very vulnerable to a sneak attack.
Seeing the opportunity, the male and female monks in ambush rushed forward and threw the talismans prepared in advance at Li Wenjie, whose combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. Then they worked together to kill him, and then rushed to chase the other person.
Tong Yan was covered in injuries at this moment. Seeing that the male cultivator behind him was still chasing after him, he shouted loudly: "If you don't go back, your companion will die!"
The monk paused and glared angrily, "What do you mean...no!" As if he thought of something, he ran back without caring about Tong Yan.
Tong Yan was leaning on the spot and breathing heavily, and said calmly: "Tune the tiger away from the mountain, you know it's too late."
There was a sound of fighting in the distance, and Tong Yan knew that this was an encounter between the two sides.
If you don’t leave now, then when will you wait?
Tong Yan's heartbeat, which had just calmed down, began to beat violently nervously again. He quickly glanced at the fighting place and saw that the three of them were fighting fiercely, so he turned around and ran deeper into the woods.
She frantically circulated the power in her body, and the two forces of spiritual energy and demonic energy collided and tore in her meridians. The wounds that had begun to heal opened again, and blood flowed out and penetrated her clothes.
However, Tong Yan, who was extremely tense, seemed to be unconscious, and all he could see were the trees and directions that were retreating rapidly.
The fear of running away will occupy people's hearts. Even if no one is catching up behind her, she will still run with inertia. If she hadn't been knocked unconscious by the oncoming black shadow, she might have died of exhaustion.
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I don't know how long it took, but Tong Yan finally woke up. Next to her was a fire and a little monk sitting cross-legged.
It's not appropriate to call him a young monk. He looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen, with a youthful and handsome face and an extraordinary temperament.
"Amitabha, female donor, you're awake," the young monk said.
Tong Yan stared at everything blankly, not having recovered from his escape.
"Here, where is..."
"Deep in the forest."
"Little master, did you save me?" Tong Yan looked at the healed wounds on his body and asked.
"Amitabha is a female benefactor with a great destiny, and has little to do with the young monk."
After she fainted, the little monk must have saved her after seeing her. Tong Yan thanked him: "Thank you, little master, for saving me before."
"Amitabha, it's just a little effort."
As Tong Yan gradually regained consciousness, he noticed something roasting on the fire. After taking a closer look, he realized that it was a rabbit.
I was a little surprised, and I glanced at the young monk with a normal expression. I couldn't help but wonder if this man was a true Buddhist.
The little monk turned over the roasted rabbit skillfully, as if he had guessed the doubts in Tong Yan's heart, and said slowly: "The poor monk is indeed a Buddhist monk. The rabbit did not die by my hands, but the one killed by the female donor."
Tong Yan slowly recalled that he did hit something before he fainted.
Seeing Tong Yan nodding in agreement, the little monk blinked slightly and had no intention of telling her that the rabbit was the one he was chasing.
"What happened to the female donor? Yesterday I saw you covered in blood and running so fast, but someone was chasing you." The young monk took off the gourd from the pestle, opened it, and roasted rabbit meat.
Sprinkle some wine on top.
Tong Yan recalled yesterday's scene and forgot to answer the little monk's question for a moment, nor did he notice the little monk's movements.
She still felt frightened when she recalled the scene when she was running for her life.
If she didn't run or ran slower and was caught, her body would be cold by now.
Thinking of what happened recently, Tong Yan couldn't help but feel a little depressed. She had experienced life and death several times just after coming to the world of cultivation. At that time, she was determined to come to the world of cultivation, but she didn't know if it was right or not.
The fire crackled softly, and soon the aroma of meat began to float in the air.
Not long after Tong Yan was in a low mood, she was attracted by the smell of barbecue mixed with the faint aroma of wine, and then she realized that she was hungry.
The little monk smelled the fragrance, cut off a piece and tasted the taste. The appearance of a meat-and-wine monk who was not restricted to meat and vegetables once again made Tong Yan doubt the authenticity of this bald man.
"Little Master, Buddhists here... Is it okay to drink alcohol and eat meat? Isn't it a no-brainer??" Tong Yan asked tentatively, while looking for a suitable explanation for him, for example, the Buddhists here don't pay attention to these things.
The young monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, after the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Buddha's heart remains, it is good, it is good."
Tong Yan thought silently that her behavior was quite similar to that of Jigong, and then she stopped worrying about whether the Buddhist cultivators here could drink alcohol and eat meat, because she hadn't eaten for a long time and the Bigu Pill had long since expired.
"Little master, can you share some of the rabbit meat with me later?" Tong Yan asked.
"Female donor, please do as you please."
After the barbecue was cooked, Tong Yan had a delicious meal. Under the power of the food, even her uneasy heart calmed down a bit.
When the young monk set off the next day, Tong Yan hurried to follow him.
She was already afraid of going on the road alone without knowing anything. She was lucky enough to escape before. If she did it again, if those monks wanted to kill her on the spot, she might not be so lucky.
The little monk had a calm aura around him and his breathing was deep. Although she could not see his cultivation level, she could feel that this little monk was more powerful than the monks she had met before.
Except for the white-eyed wolf and the man in black.