deceitful cultivator

Chapter 261 Greetings to the Immortals!
Wu Qun couldn't care less about his disheveled clothes. He put away the bronze mirror and the magic weapon and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

His expression was slightly paranoid, and his emotional excitement made his soul a little unstable.

The disciples along the way saw Wu Qunqiang hurriedly and asked, but the latter ignored him and went straight to the farm in the distance.

Qing Songzi had never seen Wu Qun so rude before. He couldn't help but murmured a few words and couldn't help but want to chase after him to check.

The Taoist priest beside him quickly stopped him, pointed at the many young children and said, "Uncle Master, it's time to check the Taoist qualifications."

Qingsongzi glanced in the direction of the farm and motioned for the young child to come towards her.

The scene of teaching the Taoist children was very orderly. The children were also eager to practice and did not cry at all.

Wu Quantum went straight to the farm. He looked around with a red face, but found that there were no traces of a fight nearby.

Although he didn't know Huang Qi's identity in Wuwei Taoist Temple, he could vaguely get a glimpse of it from the historical books.

It is rumored that there is a fairy mountain in Wuwei Taoist Temple, which contains hundreds of caves, distributed to represent the 360 ​​five main points of the body.

The cave is where the core disciples of Wuwei Taoism retreat, and they are called the 360 ​​five earthly immortals by later generations.

I don’t know which earthly immortal Master Huang Qi is?
Or maybe the immortals on earth back then were not dead, and now they have all come to Jingzhou. Is Wuwei Taoism really going to return?

Wu Quantum became crazy due to excitement, and his own aura couldn't help but emit.

He has a different body and soul, so he will focus on cultivating his health on weekdays to avoid accidents that may cause him to go crazy.

Wu Quantum asked cautiously: "Uncle Huang Qi, are you there?"

The cold wind blew, and a few mountain birds that had not spent the winter made hoarse calls.

He was a little unbelieving, and carefully inspected every inch of soil and every plant of vegetation several times, but still found no trace.

"How is that possible? Is it an illusion?"

Wu Qun took out the Qiongtian Magical Artifact, but it turned out that the bronze mirror was like a stubborn stone, and no matter how much real energy was injected into it, there was no reaction at all.

He became dazed, stood there for a long time and then unconsciously took out a piece of jade pendant, which contained the message from Qingsongzi.

Qingsongzi asked him about the situation nearby and whether he needed support.

Wu Qun shook his head dejectedly and slowly returned to the clearing at the bottom of the mountain.

After all, he represented a faction of leaders, so he had to hold on his strength and agree with the farmers in a low voice, but it was obvious that he had something on his mind.

Wu Quantum pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, his eyes fell on the dozens of young children, and he felt a little palpitating in his heart.

"Perhaps it's not convenient for my uncle to show himself to others, so he hides in the dark?"

"It must be so."

Wu Quantum walked quickly to the young children and checked their basic qualifications with his hands, but his expression could not help but bring out some doubts.

There are very few traces of alienation in young children. In theory, they can practice any spells, even some strange spells with high requirements.

If only a single toddler has a similar situation, it should be just a coincidence.

But a dozen of them have similar physiques, so it’s impossible no matter how you think about it.

Qingsongzi asked in a fearful voice: "Brother Wu Quantum, how come it looks like Qingqiu's weird handiwork?"

Wu Qun was dumbfounded, and the joy brought by Huang Qi was washed away a lot in his heart.

Nanshan outside Qingyan Town is home to a group of strange foxes. They call themselves Qingqiu, and they especially like to collect less alienated children.

The children are then sold to various forces in exchange for resources.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Qing Songzi immediately said: "Brother, we cannot accept these children."

Wu Quantum gritted his teeth and said: "No, take it, you must take it!"

Qingsongzi could see that Quantum was in a state of confusion, and couldn't help reminding: "Senior brother, there are so many strange things in Qingqiu that even cultivators of mandrills dare not offend, you..."

"Are you crazy?!!"

"Crazy...crazy...crazy..."

The traces of alienation all over Wu Qun's body began to deepen, which was a sign that he was about to lose control, and his breath became unstable.

He closed his eyes in pain, and under the influence of the alienation of body and soul, the few words he heard in the Taoist temple became extremely unreal.

"Qingsongzi, I...I can't tell the difference. Am I really going crazy?"

The farmers took a few steps back, and the scene became a little quiet for a while.

Qingsongzi looked worried and grabbed Wu Qun's shoulder with his right hand: "Senior brother, it's time for you to go to the statue of your ancestor to recite morning prayers."

"I'll accept the child first, and then I'll think about it after you calm down."

Wuxian nodded vaguely and walked towards the Taoist temple in the mountain, but he was still mumbling to himself.

"I'm mad?"

"No, I'm not crazy."

……

Qingsongzi greeted many new Taoist boys to receive Taoist robes and magic weapons, while explaining that Wu Qun was just feeling slightly unwell.

It took him a long time to calm down the farmers.

In fact, the so-called inspection qualifications, as long as the young children are not particularly strangely transformed, Wuwei Taoist Temple will accept them.

As for the physical constitution of the innate spiritual root, it comes from the monks who once mastered the law of heaven, and the offspring born to them can inherit it.

However, since the strange arrival, such physiques have become increasingly rare.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the farmers began to work on their own again. After all, rice cultivation can only take a few days of rest throughout the year.

Ren Qing walked around the Wuwei Taoist Temple, and then after setting up the soul butterfly projection, he noticed that the group of young children had already joined the sect.

He randomly found a secluded place and continued to perfect the fairy market that was imprisoned in his heart.

Since it will be fully opened in the near future, Ren Qing naturally wants to reduce the flaws of the Immortal City as much as possible to avoid being noticed.

And he also began to practice Diemeng's strange branching ability, trying to close the distance between the ghost market and the fairy market, and make preparations for the future.

Ren Qing closed his eyes and felt the collision and fusion of the three dream spells, causing a light mist to suddenly fill the island in the middle of the lake.

Like a mirage, the vague appearance of a ghost market loomed in it.

Yuan Si and the other two had returned to Fairy City, and were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them. The streets in the fog were simply...

The demons danced wildly! ! !

I saw a weird-looking jailer holding a wriggling fetus device.

They gathered together in an orderly manner, with solemn faces but no fear, giving people an extremely terrifying feeling of suffocation.

Ren Qing couldn't help but be a little surprised. He glanced at the information flow and said to himself: "It seems that the Jailer's Hall is going to make some big move. The trading volume of the ghost market suddenly surged, which is good."

He earned several decades of longevity through this. Although he was unable to participate in the mission, the benefits he gained were real.

After Ren Qing maintained the mirage for a moment, he was about to cancel when he felt a little tired.

At this moment, Dreamland Technique noticed an obsession directed at him, and the other party seemed to be possessed while half asleep and half awake.

Ren Qing frowned and immediately used the Darkest Nightmare Lord's ability to enter dreams.

His consciousness came to the familiar Taoist temple. In the center was the statue of Tian Daozi, with Taoist ancestors and tablets placed on both sides.

Wu Quantum closed his eyes and knelt down under the statue of Tiandaozi. Due to the out-of-control alienation, dark red blood oozed from his facial features.

"Master, I know my abilities are limited..."

"I am just the leader recommended by the sect. I will never be able to leave the Taoist temple for the rest of my life. I must be prepared to sacrifice for Wuwei Taoist temple at any time."

Wu Quantum bit his lip and said unwillingly: "But I have seen the Wuwei Taoist Temple hundreds of years ago in the classics, and that is called the Immortal Sect."

"It shouldn't be the Wuwei Taoist Temple today..."

His eyes moved wildly, his breath began to become disordered, cracks appeared in his meridians, and his Dantian gradually swelled.

"Master, I really don't know whether this is true or not. Please give me some advice..."

"Disciple is really tired."

The anus mouthpart on Wu Quantum's forehead stuck out its tongue and wrapped it around his neck, as if he was about to lose control completely.

Ren Qing shook his head slightly when he saw this. This was the first time he had seen someone who could drive him crazy.

He tapped into the air with his fingers.

Wu Quantum immediately opened his eyes, only to see a figure wrapped in black mist appearing in front of him, with his fingers placed between his eyebrows.

"Tao begets Tao, Wuwei Tao..."

A deep sigh came.

Wu Quantum was trembling all over.

He heard that the voice was Huang Qi from Qiongtian Magical Instrument, and the alienation in his body gradually subsided.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Qun seemed to feel that his soul had left his body, and his consciousness followed the figure wandering between heaven and earth, and finally came to the small island in the middle of the lake.

Wu Quantum looked at the mist at a loss.

"This is……"

Fog is fickle.

He saw Song Zongwu with four arms and six eyes standing on the top of the Dream Tree. With a slap of his palm, a horrifying air wave rolled up out of thin air.

"Earth fairy?"

Seeing that Song Zong was not ready, Li Tiangang stopped holding back.

He pulled out the paper from his mind, and a huge sand ship appeared, and there was paper attached to the bottom of the ship, giving the magic weapon the ability to float.

"Let's go, it's time to resolve the disaster relief restricted area, we can't delay it."

The horn sounded.

The jailers showed their magical powers and jumped onto the deck of the sand ship one after another.

Then there were vines and insect swarms all over the sky.

Muyi is dragged by plant branches and stands on the largest sand boat.

Li Yaoyang followed closely behind. His body was still in disfigurement, but countless black beetles could be seen crawling through the gap.

Miss Bai stood on a ferocious flying sword, and behind her were the scabbards of more than a dozen treacherous weapons, which made her aura extremely evil.

"Quack quack quack..."

Tenon made a strange cry, and with its wings flapping, it reached the edge of Abi Hell. With a powerful stroke of its claws, it opened a crack leading to the restricted area.

Sand ships sail into the rift.

Hundreds of jailers waved their traps and headed towards the disaster relief restricted area.

The mist parted.

Only then did Wu Qun notice the fairy city he was in. He didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, but at least his soul was no longer broken.

With a wave of Ren Qing's hand, the non-quantum consciousness returned to its original body.

Time has left no trace on the statue of Tian Daozi, as if the world remains the same.

Wu Qun knelt in silence for a long time before he came back to his senses. At the same time, he realized that he could go to the fairy market at any time in his sleep.

The alienation all over his body subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the chrysanthemum mouthparts on his forehead closed accordingly.

Wu Quantum stood up and looked directly at the statue of Tiandaozi with clear eyes.

He was like waking up from a big dream, and said in a respectful tone: "Disciple Wu Qun..."

"Here to welcome the immortals on earth..."

"Coming."

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