I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 110 Such a person will definitely soar into the sky

Luo Jinyu seemed to have selectively forgotten about the monster's attack and didn't even mention it.

It wasn't until four months later that Du Youqian succeeded in building the foundation and asked him to report it, so he used the communication formation to report the matter to the sect.

A few days later, a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment came to investigate.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator was young, wearing the cassock of an intruder disciple.

She has a beautiful beard on her chin, and her smile is a bit cold.

After checking the corpse of the fox demon, he came to ask Du Youqian again, "How did you suppress this monster zombie? This is a zombie of an alchemy monster. Even if it has been thousands of years, it has at least maintained the middle stage of foundation establishment. It can still perform supernatural powers, and its strength is almost equivalent to that of the late foundation establishment. You alone will definitely not be able to suppress it. Even if I handle it, it will take a lot of effort."

Before Du Youqian could reply, he said to himself, "Which expert made such a sharp sword intent? I saw that the belly of the monster zombie was cut open and the demon pill was taken away. Who did it?"

Speaking of this, an unconcealable greed flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, for the disciples entering the room in the middle stage of foundation establishment, the demon pill is extremely precious.

Of course Du Youqian knew that reporting this matter would cause some trouble.

But with his current strength, he is not afraid and can protect his own interests.

That's why he chose to wait until the foundation establishment was successful before reporting the matter.

In this way, even if it was a monk in the middle and late stage of foundation establishment, he would not be powerless to fight back.

Facing the question, Du Youqian smiled, "Well, there was a mysterious master who passed by, and he beheaded that monster with one sword."

"A master? Not yet a master. I saw the sword intent, and it should have just been comprehended, and it is still very immature. The monster was beheaded by that person, where is the demon pill?"

Du Youqian just laughed: "Of course he also took the demon pill."

Friar Meixu frowned, and said displeasedly, "Since this monster zombie ran near the evil pool of our Holy Blood Sect, its materials and demon pills belong to the Sacred Blood Sect. Now that someone has taken away the belongings of our Sacred Blood Sect, you dare not even let a fart go? Why don't you stop him?"

Du Youqian said slowly, "Do you think I can stop you?"

Cultivator Meixu twitched his lips, and sneered, "If you can't stop him, you will risk your life to stop him."

Du Youqian's tone was still slow, even a little casual, "Senior brother is a bit difficult for others. Since the mysterious master can condense the sword intent, he is naturally strong. I think even the senior brother is not sure of victory. Naturally, I don't want to be a chariot."

Cultivator Meixu narrowed his eyes slightly, he was already a little annoyed, his voice turned cold, "I will report this to the sect, your ineffectiveness has damaged the interests of the sect, you must be punished!"

Luo Jinyu was annoyed at the side, and was about to speak back, but saw Du Youqian winking at him, so he had to back away, leaving the stage to Du Youqian.

Du Youqian smiled slightly, "Senior brother, you can do whatever you want, and I don't care about some punishment. But, brother, you'd better be careful in the future. You said that the mysterious master, whose sword intent is immature, is not considered a master. You have to be careful. After that person went further, he felt uncomfortable when he recalled these words, so he gave senior brother a sword from a distance. Senior brother's mouth is so powerful, maybe he can use his supernatural powers to parry it, but the feeling of sword piercing into the bone is not good."

Cultivator Meisu is not an idiot after all.

He froze for a moment, then blinked quickly.

Then I will come to my senses.

It turns out that this so-called mysterious master is yourself, junior brother.

For a moment, he was expressionless.

I just quickly weighed in my heart how to deal with it.

Is it worth tearing your skin apart and doing one?
But this little junior brother has actually comprehended the sword intent, so I'm afraid it won't be so easy to dismiss.

When we really fight, we still don't know who will win.

But knowing that this little junior brother took a so precious demon pill that even the true biography coveted, he would not be reconciled if he didn't get a share of the pie.

In comparison, this junior brother's slight verbal offense is not worth mentioning.

Face is something that you can pick up when you need it, and naturally throw it away when you don't need it.

So in the final analysis, it is up to the interests to decide whether to fight with this junior who has comprehended the sword intent.

Luo Jinyu watched from the side, only feeling the sweat on his back.

When Du Youqian told him before that he was asked to report the discovery of the monster to the sect and bring a disciple who had established a foundation to come over, he had tactfully expressed his objection.

Isn't it all right?

It's just that Du Youqian insisted on this, and also said something very reasonable, so he could only obey.

But at this time, he regretted it again.

Intruder disciple!Middle foundation!
My brother Yu, can you really handle it?

Cultivator Meixu squinted at Du Youqian, his eyes became more and more murderous, but he hadn't made up his mind yet.

While hesitating, Du Youqian took the initiative to propose: "Brother, before that mysterious expert left, he saw that I was working hard in guarding, so he left a low-grade defensive spiritual weapon as a gift for me. It just so happens that I have something to do and need to leave for a while. I wonder if senior brother is willing to take over for me and stay here for another two months. This defensive spiritual weapon will naturally be used as a reward for senior brother."

As he said that, Du Youqian took out a small fan-shaped low-grade defensive spirit weapon that he had refined.

Cultivator Na Meixu stared at the lower-grade spiritual weapon, and quickly calculated.

Fight a fight, and if you win, you can get the demon pill, but you may not be able to win; or you can turn a blind eye and close your eyes, and get an expensive low-grade spiritual weapon for no reason.

It doesn't seem too hard to choose.

Soon, he laughed, "Since that's the case, I'll sit here for two months. What are you going to do, Junior Brother?"

Du Youqian smiled slightly, "My little brother wants to go back to the sect to settle some grievances."

Of course, Du Youqian didn't just look for trouble, and it wasn't that he was rich and powerful, deliberately throwing a defensive spirit weapon out.

Rather, in order to realize his plan, he had to find a foundation-building cultivator with a certain status to replace him and complete the remaining two months of on-duty tasks.

As for sneaking back?
Are the rules of being a sect child's play?

Really breaking the rules, the cramp and peeling are all light.

Brother Meixu nodded knowingly, "Then I wish my brother all the best. Junior brother will soon become a disciple. If you get a candidate for the true biography in the future, maybe in the sect, I will rely on you as a brother. At that time, maybe it's time for me to call you brother."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Du Youqian responded calmly, looking confident and confident.

Cultivator Meisu felt that his choice was right.

In the Holy Blood Sect, fighting is naturally tragic.

But it is difficult for a madman to survive to the end.

If you want to survive and climb to a high position, you still need to have a little discernment to know who can be messed with and who can't be messed with.

For this choice, perhaps he will be grateful for it in the next hundred years.

A person who established the foundation in his early 20s, and then comprehended the sword intent at the early stage of the foundation... How can this not soar into the sky?

(End of this chapter)