Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 206 Poor Acting
Five or six hours later, it was dusk.

Cao Wei galloped, and then landed in a small forest panting.

As soon as it landed, the corpse demon with blue skin and blood streaks shot out from the mouth of the body bag around his waist, submerged in the earth and rocks in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the black panther leaped into the forest, hid in the dark place, mingled with the shadows, and hid in a dormant state.

And the beautiful giant python, which is good at controlling ghosts, snaked into the soil.

Cao Wei waved his sleeves to cover up his traces.

Then he sat cross-legged under an old pine tree, took out a long sword with a green edge, and inserted it into the rock beside it, more than three inches deep.

The name of this sword is 'Daishan', and its blade shone like a faint green light with water patterns in the afterglow, which seemed quite extraordinary at first glance.

This is the flying sword used by Na Yinchun, and its quality is slightly worse than that of the middle stage of the second order.

This kind of flying sword is considered rare in those ordinary foundation building casual cultivators.

"I wanted to let you wait for the three of us, so why can't you think about it so much?" Cao Wei sighed secretly.

He looked towards the west, the hill with thin spiritual energy was more than [-] miles away from Lingyin City, and more than [-] miles away from Bixia Village.

With the escaping speed of a real person in the middle stage of Jindan, he can escape [-] miles in one hour. If he uses his natal magic weapon, which is a forbidden technique and secret technique, it will be even faster.

However, in the current state of Yangfeng Daoist, most likely he would not use these methods that endanger his own vitality, thus depleting his little remaining life energy.

The three foundation-building cultivators in Bixiazhuang didn't know his true cultivation, so it must have been impossible to summon this old man with the sound transmission talisman from the beginning.

"That is to say, after I killed these three people, if I alarmed this old man, I would have to leave this place in about half an hour to hide my whereabouts." Cao Wei thought in his heart.

While thinking about it, more than a dozen fireballs the size of a millstone suddenly shot down in the sky.

At this moment, the Daishan sword buzzed and rose suddenly, and the sword light swept across the air, annihilating the fireball.

"Yin Daoyou, you run very fast, you have fled for more than [-] miles in just five hours!" The middle-aged man surnamed Wang said in a deep voice in the middle of the forest.

Ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation establishment can only travel about a thousand miles in an hour.

But now Cao Wei is traveling [-] miles away. In his alias, Yin Chun, such a speed is already the limit. If he continues to gallop and exceeds the limit he can bear, the end will be terrible. It can only be that his mana is consumed more violently, and he is no longer able to fight the enemy.

"Why do you Wang Daoyou, Jiang Daoyou, and Li Daoyou chase after you so closely?" Cao Wei said loudly, echoing in the ears of the three of them.

"Why did Fellow Daoist Yin leave in such a hurry without saying hello to us?" The middle-aged monk surnamed Jiang beside him said with a smile.

Then with a flick of the big sleeve, more than a dozen talismans shot out in a string, and once again condensed into nearly a hundred fireballs that crashed down.

Seeing this scene, Cao Wei manipulated the Daishan sword rather boringly, and the sword's light split into more than a hundred paths, and moved towards the fireball.

It's just that as soon as he started, the monk surnamed Wang in the middle stage of foundation establishment and the monk surnamed Li in the early stage of foundation establishment started together.

The former shot out two small swords from his sleeves, and they grew longer in the wind, holding the Daishan sword to prevent Cao Wei from recalling it, while the latter spat out, a black date-stone-shaped bone erosion nail towards the forest. Lasing away.

Suddenly, there was a muffled humming sound in the forest. Although the sound was inaudible, it couldn't be more distinct in the consciousness of the three of them, and their faces suddenly showed joy.

I saw that Dai Shanjian became more and more powerless to resist, and was easily detained by the monk surnamed Wang.

"In the final analysis, he is just a casual cultivator who was lucky enough to build a foundation, a guy who can only bluff!" said the foundation builder with the surname Jiang in a cold voice.

"Senior Brother Jiang's bone-corroding jujube nail is made from Yinzao. It has a miraculous effect on breaking spells, and because of its special material, it is difficult to find its trace even with divine sense. If you are not prepared at the beginning, it is naturally extremely easy to get tricked." Foundation Establishment cultivator surnamed Li gave a compliment.

And the man surnamed Wang in the middle stage of foundation establishment held the Daishan sword that was still slightly ringing with his magic power, and chuckled: "You two junior brothers, this Yin Chun is not dead yet, let's finish it as soon as possible, so as not to be too much trouble." There's trouble!"

As soon as the words fell, the man pointed at him, and the two flying swords around him moved towards the man lying on the ground struggling in the forest, with the tendency of chopping him into thousands of pieces.

Cao Wei raised his hand with difficulty, a layer of spiritual light appeared around his body, he blocked the two flying swords dangerously, and then spewed out a mouthful of black blood, which stained his clothes, followed by the cracking of his limbs and joints. The sound was unnaturally distorted, and it looked like it was going to die soon.

At this point, the aura of body protection also disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the three foundation-building monks from Bixia Village floated down, and the middle-aged monk surnamed Wang sighed: "Why do you do futile work, Daoist Yin? It's better to leave quickly to avoid the pain of bone erosion !"

"Forgive...forgive me!" Cao Wei said weakly.

"My flying sword is very sharp, it will free you soon, and won't make you feel too much pain!" Cultivator Foundation Establishment surnamed Wang sneered.

As soon as the words fell, a pair of ghost hands with ten fingers and black nails suddenly appeared on the ground, dragging the person to the ground.

A black shadow suddenly jumped out from the shadow, biting one person to the ground, and biting on the neck, hot blood sprayed the black panther all over his face.

As for the other person, seeing that the situation was wrong, he just wanted to escape, but he was enveloped by a cloud of black air, and his flesh and blood were eaten by several ghosts. Under his torn clothes, a white bone without a trace of blood fell down and scattered all over the ground.

"Really, thank you very much. I don't think you can be fooled by my poor acting skills. It's really puzzling! It's because you have been domineering in this palm-sized place for too long, and you have no vigilance at all." Do you have a heart?" Cao Wei exercised a little bit of strength, and the originally distorted joints instantly recovered.

Then he sighed in his heart: "As a true disciple of the sect, I dare not be so arrogant, and I don't know why you are so confident?"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and took all the storage bags of the three of them, and then released all the things inside with a move of his divine sense.

At this time, the corpse demon appeared behind him holding a mummy, and the black panther had already eaten more than half of the corpse, and the giant python was devouring the bones on the ground.

"You Yun, Liu Yan, you two, move faster." Cao Wei urged.

With the help of the prompt, he quickly scanned the things on the ground, picked out three unremarkable low-grade spirit stones, and then put the other things together with the mummy into the same storage bag.

After doing this, the panther and the python also finished eating.

Seeing this, Cao Wei raised his imperial weapon from the light, arrested three flying birds in mid-air with mana, tied the three low-grade spirit stones with tracking marks to the legs of the birds, and let them fly away Go, and then he galloped towards the distance.

After a day like this, he appeared in a market more than ten thousand miles away, and found an inn to settle down.

In the room, Cao Wei set up two simple formations, one is to isolate the prying eyes of outside spirits, eyes, etc., and the other is to prevent the spiritual energy from escaping. Then he sat cross-legged on the brocade couch and took out three A storage bag, frowning and sorted it out.

Of course, there are not too many spirit stones. If it is replaced by middle-grade spirit stones, the three of them add up to only 1000 or [-] pieces.

The middle-grade spiritual stones that a monk with three spiritual roots can refine in a year are about eight or nine hundred. Obviously, the three fellow Taoists from Bixia Village only brought spiritual stones for their own practice for half a year, and there must be more It is still in his own cave.

In addition, of the seven flying sword handles, there are two second-tier mid-tier ones, two second-tier lower-tier ones, and the rest are first-tier upper-tier ones, the magic shield has four sides, and one bone-corroding jujube nail.

And most of the talismans are first-tier items, only eight are second-tier items, and there are more than sixty pieces of various pills, most of which are used by the foundation-builder monks to supplement mana.

The elixir is only five green spirit ginseng plants that are more than a hundred years old. They are placed in a brocade box with leaves and roots. It seems that they have just been dug up. They were scavenged from the humble little family.

However, in addition to the above-mentioned things, there are also bags of spiritual grains in the storage bag, each bag weighs one stone, and there are 160 bags, which are worth about two hundred middle-grade spirit stones.

As for the jade slips of those exercises, there are not even half of them.

Cao Wei glanced at these spiritual valleys with his spiritual thoughts, and found that these were not new grains, but should be used by other families who rented Bixiazhuang Lingtian to offset the land tax.

It's just that the value of all these things is not high. Among them, only the corroded date nail is more precious, and the rest are ordinary things, and Cao Wei doesn't take it seriously.

Soon, he sorted it out clearly, and only then did the awkwardness in his heart disappear, and the slightly frowning brows flattened out.

Then Cao Wei got up and looked around, seeing that the teacups on the table were not aligned, he first looked away, closed his eyes and concentrated.

It's just that after another three to five breaths, he opened his eyes again, raised his hand forward, moved the teacup slightly with the art of imperial object, and confirmed that no matter from the front or the side, they were in a row. After finishing the line, he took a deep breath.

"No, Yin Chun doesn't have such bad habits and eccentricities!" Cao Wei warned himself.

It's actually not too difficult to change one's face and disguise mana breath, but this person's usual inadvertent movements, so you need to be extra careful, lest someone familiar with him find something wrong and cause trouble. suspicion.

Fortunately, this Yin Chun is a casual cultivator, and there are only five or six monks of the same rank who have close contacts with him.

Zhou Budong, Chen Fu, and Lingyin City were all in charge, and the three Bixia Village Foundation Establishment cultivators were among them, and the remaining two or three were casual cultivators with him.

After calming down, Cao Wei closed his eyes and concentrated, put his hands on his knees, with a middle-grade wood-type spirit stone in each palm, and then he practiced "Evergreen Kungfu" calmly.

This method is the most commonly used method of breathing and refining qigong by wood-based foundation-building monks in the Western Regions.

Of course, because he was just a beginner, the mana accumulated by Cao Wei's "Evergreen Kungfu" was extremely slow.But this is only relatively speaking, as a monk with dual spiritual roots, he can refine spiritual energy faster than with three spiritual roots.

With such an increase and a decrease, his current practice speed is not much different from that of a three-spirit root foundation cultivator.

Although this Lianyunfang City is already outside the influence of Bixiazhuang, Cao Wei is still guarding against the old man Yangfeng. If the consciousness sweeps across, you will be able to find some abnormalities.

Although this situation seemed unlikely, Cao Wei didn't want to take the possibility, even if it was just in case, it wouldn't work.

Only by acting extremely naturally, and with the help of other monks on the way, as unobtrusive as dripping water into the sea, and staying away from Bixia Manor calmly, can we ensure our own safety.

This is also the reason why Cao Wei chose to settle in Fangshi. After all, there are many foundation-building monks here.

And if you hide in a secular city or in a barren mountain or valley, you can't hide it from the spiritual sense of a Jindan monk.

However, as a true disciple of the Qingxia Sect, Cao Wei's greatest reliance was the transformation of the "Biochemical Formation of All Souls", which perfectly suppressed his mana aura to the level of the initial stage of foundation establishment.

As long as that Yangfeng real person doesn't suspect Cao Wei through the mouth of Chen Fu in Lingyin City, there is no possibility of him being discovered.

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half a month later.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man fell from the sky and stood in front of a towering giant city.

Cao Wei looked up and saw the words "Qihuacheng" written horizontally on the gate of the city more than ten feet high.This is a medium-sized city under the rule of Baihua Valley, including more than a hundred mountains.

With Qihuafeng, a group of true spiritual mountains, as the center, the inner city with a radius of one hundred miles is the inner city, which is rich in aura and is mostly inhabited by monks in the late stage of foundation building and energy refining, and the area extending three hundred miles outward is the outer city.

There are sixteen city gates in the outer city, each of which has the same specifications, with one big, two small and three entrances and exits.

Among them, there are two roads on the left and right for mortals and qi refiners to pass through. In front of the gate on the left, mortals lined up in a long queue, and there were more than [-] monks cultivating qi in front of the gate on the right.

As for the city gate in the middle, it has the largest gate and the least number of people, only a dozen or so people.

Cao Wei walked forward, threw a low-grade spirit stone into the golden basin next to a silver armored guard, then walked in under his salute, and summoned a cloud treading beast waiting inside the city gate car.

"Where are you going, senior?" The middle-aged driver asked respectfully.

This person's internal strength is not weak, and he can be regarded as a top-notch player in the arena.

"Inner city, rent-seeking cave." Cao Wei said briefly.

"Then go to Fuyuansi, which is just to the east of the inner city. The journey is 430 miles. The price in this city is two hundred miles for a low-grade spirit stone. The villain will just accept two of you." The coachman laughed.

Although this Wonderful Flower City only has a radius of [-] li, the streets in the city turn and turn, so the driving distance is actually longer.

(End of this chapter)