The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Chapter 992 Chapter 992: The shape of this birthmark is quite symmetrical and suits him well.
That's right, catching chickens.

And he’s catching the guinea pheasant!
Si Heng suppressed the excitement in his heart and took a closer look. He found that they had caught three adult fairy chickens in their cage, and there were even four or five chicks.

I didn’t expect there to be such a large group of guinea pheasants in this valley!
The barrier was broken just now, and the Pearl Fairy Chicken noticed something was wrong and was about to leave.

However, this group of monks discovered it and immediately activated the formation together, trapping the Pearl Fairy Chicken here and unable to leave.

After the range is closed, the guinea pheasant is not only easy to catch, but also not a single one is missed.

What's more important is that this is the group of monks that he just saved.

It seems that doing good works helps.

He never expected that there were pearl fairy pheasants in this mountain, and there were people who helped him catch them all.

He waited deliberately.

He didn't appear until the monks had captured all the Pearl Fairy Chickens and locked them in cages.

"Who is it again!"

The monks immediately set up their formation.

Si Heng now didn't use the disguise technique, and he was so handsome that they were all stunned.

He coughed lightly and said, "My wife is pregnant and wants these guinea pheasants to replenish her body."

When the monks heard this, they became angrier than the other.

"Well, you pretty boy, what does it matter if you are good-looking? If you want the guinea pheasant, just go and catch it yourself!"

"First come, first served, don't you understand this rule?"

"Look at how weak you are, get out of here! Don't wait for us to take action, you will be crying and begging for mercy!"

The scolding was fierce.

After all, this pearl fairy chicken is very precious, and they all hope that eating it will increase their spiritual power, or they can sell it at a good price in Jiuzhou City.

This pretty boy dares to ask for it, he is really looking for death!

Si Heng smiled sadly: "What rules? Isn't it true that whoever has the strongest fist has the final say?"

Others didn't expect him to be so arrogant.

Just as he was about to take action, a monk in the middle suddenly felt his legs weaken and knelt down.

Everyone was stunned: "What's wrong with you? Why are you kneeling down to him?!"

The monk quickly tugged on the robe of the person next to him and stammered: "It's... it's him..."

"What is he?"

"The person we bumped into just now, the one who broke the barrier?"

"How is that possible? Their appearance is obviously very different!"

"But...but they are wearing the same clothes."

Everyone looked carefully again.

Sure enough, it is exactly the same black robe with rolling gold!
thump!
thump!
In the blink of an eye, these ten monks all knelt down together.

"Fellow Taoist! It's you! Could you just say no? Since my wife is pregnant, she should take good care of herself. Take all these pearl fairy chickens! Take them all!"

They had already seen Si Heng's power just now.

Compared with the guinea pheasant, life is of course more important.

Si Heng curled up his lips and said unceremoniously: "Thank you very much."

"Little things, little things." Just let them go.

Si Heng put all the Pearl Immortal Chickens into the Qiankun Bag.

Not even a chick was left.

The hatred in the hearts of those monks.

But they have strong fists, so what can they do?

And if Si Heng didn't break the barrier, they wouldn't be able to enter the valley to search.

Alas, now I can only beg Si Heng to be more open-minded and allow them to get some benefits so that they don't return empty-handed and work in vain.

They all looked at Si Heng eagerly.

Si Heng wanted to drive them away, but when he was about to speak, he remembered that they were very familiar with catching the guinea pheasant just now, and they were obviously used to these treasure hunting jobs.

He asked: "You seem to be very good at treasure hunting. Do you usually do this?" The discerning monk just now replied: "Yes, yes, we are all casual cultivators and formed a treasure hunting team. We often go there." Adventure and treasure hunting in different places.”

This is how they survive and practice.

Now that the barrier of the Immortal Realm has been broken, they have also been to the Northern Wilderness. However, the Northern Wilderness is too dangerous and they are not familiar with it, so they have to turn back later.

After the spiritual trees of the major sects in the world of immortality withered, their lives became increasingly difficult.

Si Heng said: "In that case, you guys can help me go over these mountains."

After all, none of them are as skilled as others, and sometimes it is easy to make mistakes.

The monk was stunned and blurted out: "Should we give us something, or give us spiritual stones?"

The others nearly beat him to death.

They can work for free, so why do they dare to ask for things?

Tired of living? !

The monk realized later that his body was shaking violently.

Si Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "Give me the spirit stone."

Now they have a lot of spiritual stones.

The others breathed a sigh of relief and even burst into tears of gratitude.

But before any bad thoughts arose, Si Heng called Yun Yubai over.

Yun Yubai looked at this group of people and felt that they looked familiar. He touched his chin and thought for a while before saying, "They seem to be called the Mighty Treasure Hunting Group...The leader...why doesn't he see your group leader?"

Everyone looked at Si Heng in unison.

They dare not say.

Si Heng was a little confused, and then he remembered, "It seems that he was beaten to the point of paralysis by me. Is he dead?"

The members of the casual cultivators were extremely helpless. It seemed like nothing but a fact!

"There is still one breath left." The monk thought for a moment and then complimented Si Heng, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for showing mercy."

Si Heng ignored them and asked, "Is this mighty treasure hunting group famous?"

The person who asked was naturally Yun Yubai.

He nodded and said: "Yes, most of the resources in the world of immortality are controlled by large sects. If the casual cultivators want to obtain resources, they have to go looking for adventures everywhere, so they spontaneously formed a treasure hunting group. This powerful The treasure hunting group has the largest number of people and the most extensive knowledge. This is due to their leader. Although his cultivation is average, he knows a lot about various herbs and stones and has never strayed. But now... Since he only has one left The strength of this treasure hunting group has been reduced by half."

He used to walk around a lot, so he naturally knew the rankings of these treasure hunting groups.

Once he was short of ingredients to make a pot of wine, so he commissioned a treasure hunting team to find them.

Si Heng immediately had an idea.

"Then I might as well save his life." He said, "Bring him up."

The other monks did not expect that Si Heng would come to the rescue. They were delighted and surprised and quickly carried the leader over.

Yun Yubai glanced at it, his hair standing on end.

This leader really... only has one breath left.

However, Si Heng has now completely mastered the Qiankun Life-Sustaining Needle, and it is not difficult to treat a dying person.

Everyone was shocked when they saw his treatment methods.

They thought Si Heng had a high level of cultivation, but they didn't expect it to be so high.

This breath...

So vast.

Too powerful.

They were timid and did not dare to get even half a step closer, otherwise they would press their chests and be unable to breathe.

They speculated from the sidelines:

"Is this at least the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage?"

"Do you have vision? At least it's the Mahayana stage!"

"What you are saying is...but he is good-looking, but he has a birthmark on his forehead."

"Hey, don't tell me, the shape of this birthmark is quite symmetrical and suits him well."

(End of this chapter)