Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Next to Yang Qian was Fairy Xiao.

The woman had a tense and cautious look on her face. There was a layer of flickering white light covering her body, which gave off a hint of coldness.

No matter what kind of poisonous insect pounces on it with great force, it will immediately turn into balls of crystal ice and fall to the ground with a "crackling" sound.

Not only Yang Qian and the girl, but the other monks also used various tricks to show their magical powers. Some monks' magic weapons flashed and strangled the poisonous insects in an instant; some monks chanted something and cast spells to freeze the poisonous insects in place; and some monks exuded a strange fragrance all over their bodies, making the poisonous insects dizzy when they approached.

They also killed any poisonous insects that dared to get close to them. These insects looked inconspicuous, small in size and not bright in color, but no one dared to let any of them bite them.

After all, there are countless strange things in the wild world, and it is full of unknowns and dangers. Even ordinary poisonous insects that seem to be harmless may contain deadly toxins that can kill a high-level monk instantly. This kind of thing has happened before.

"Many years ago, one of my senior brothers from the same sect came to this wild world with me to train. At that time, we also encountered similar poisonous insects, but my brother was careless and did not take it seriously. Who would have thought that a small poisonous insect would take advantage of his unpreparedness and bite his ankle. At first, my brother did not take it seriously, thinking it was just an ordinary mosquito bite. But not long after, his face turned blue and purple, and his body began to twitch. We tried every possible way, gave him detoxification pills, and performed various detoxification spells, but to no avail. In the end, my brother died of poisoning, and he didn't even leave a last word." An old man with wrinkles on his face recalled, his eyes full of grief and helplessness, his voice trembling slightly, but his speed did not slow down.

All the cultivators nodded solemnly and moved down very quickly. And fewer and fewer people in the team spoke, until the whole team became unusually quiet.

There was no other sound except the slight "puff" sound of poisonous insects being killed. The passage was not too dark, and there were some unknown stones on the walls that emitted a faint glow from time to time.

Some of the stones were round, some were angular, and glowed brightly, and seemed to be quite similar to the moonstones commonly used by human cultivators. This made it easier for Yang Qian and his companions to move forward. Their figures flickered in the glow, like ghosts.

After walking down for a while, Yang Qian's expression suddenly changed, a trace of alertness flashed in his eyes, and he glanced meaningfully at the front of the team, as if he had discovered something, but after his eyes moved, he did not say much.

At the same time, the silver-haired young man named Zhu who was walking in the front also frowned, and he also noticed something.

He and the beautiful woman suddenly paused and stopped. Then, Yang Qian and the others heard the voice of the young man surnamed Zhu.

The young man surnamed Zhu spoke in a low and steady voice: "Everyone, be careful. I sense two insect beasts appearing ahead. They are emitting an aura close to that of a god, and they are just blocking our way. There may be other insect beasts lurking nearby, so I cannot send out too much divine consciousness to check. Someone must go over first and confirm with their own eyes what kind of insect beast it is. Pay attention to your surroundings, and don't take action yet!"

When everyone heard the voice transmission, their bodies tensed up, their expressions became more nervous, their hearts were in their throats, and they became more cautious.

"I am not good at escaping, I am afraid I cannot do it." A man with a face like a rat, with a shriveled and yellow face and small eyes like beans, exuding a sense of cunning and cowardice. He struggled to squeeze out an awkward smile on his face and stammered.

After saying that, he took two steps back, his eyes wandering like a frightened mouse, not daring to look at anyone. Everyone was startled, and a look of contempt appeared on their faces.

Some people curled their lips with disdain on their faces; some people frowned with disgust in their eyes; and some people snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied with this man's cowardice.

But someone immediately stood up, holding his head high and saying, "Let me go down and take a look. I don't have any other magical powers, but I am somewhat confident in the art of escape. I wonder if Senior Zhu can trust me."

"Haha! It turns out to be Fellow Daoist You. Fellow Daoist's wind escape technique is extremely magical. It is exactly what I, Zhu, have been longing for." When the silver-haired young man named Zhu saw the man clearly, his face immediately broke into smiles, his eyes full of admiration.

This person was the old man in the bamboo hat who had asked questions in the ice palace before setting off.

"Thank you for your praise, senior!" The old man surnamed You chuckled when he heard that, and the wrinkles on his face deepened a little.

Suddenly a light breeze blew past me. The wind was gentle but swift, and in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

It was indeed the miraculous wind escape technique. The others stopped where they were, not daring to act rashly, and waited quietly.

Many people became secretly interested in the insects and beasts that suddenly appeared in front of them and blocked their way, and they talked about it in low voices.

In just one meal's time, the gentle breeze suddenly began to experience strange fluctuations.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the old man surnamed You slowly emerged from the void, and the location where he appeared was exactly the same as where he disappeared.

If not for all the monks who were concentrating and staring intently, not daring to even blink, with their nerves tense to the extreme, they would probably almost believe that the old man had never left from beginning to end.

As soon as the old man's entire figure was clearly revealed, his face was solemn and he bowed deeply to the young couple surnamed Zhu. He said respectfully, "I have already checked carefully. There are actually two black vortex beasts in front. The situation may be quite tricky and troublesome."

"Black Vortex Beast!"

Upon hearing this, the monks in the passage suddenly became agitated.

Many people showed surprise on their faces; some opened their eyes wide in astonishment; some gasped and their faces turned pale.

Even the young man surnamed Zhu couldn't help but frown, like two tightly twisted ropes, and fell into deep thought.

Yang Qianze immediately recalled the relevant information about the Xuanwo Beast. The Xuanwo Beast was also a kind of insect beast, which was not too scary, but its appearance here was a big trouble.

Because this beast has no other abilities, but is naturally proficient in water and thunder escape techniques, and is also timid, and will flee like a frightened bird at the slightest sign of trouble. What's more helpless is that this insect beast is also called "Drum Beast", and when it finds an enemy, its body will make a strange sound similar to a giant drum.

The sound was deafening, and could almost penetrate hundreds of miles away. Therefore, some major sects and masters of great magical powers of both the human and demon races simply tamed this beast and placed it in some key places for warning purposes. If it could not be killed with one strike, it would definitely alert the other insects and beasts in the entire giant mountain. Only God knew what would happen then.

"This is really a tricky situation! Although I am a cultivator of the Lianxu realm, the magical powers I have cultivated do not allow me to be good at concealment. The Xuanwo beasts have strong sense of smell and spiritual power. My wife is good at escape skills, so I am sure I can deal with one of them. As for the other one, we need another Taoist friend to take action to deal with it." The young man surnamed Zhu frowned and thought for a long time before speaking to everyone with a serious expression. Finally, his eyes fell on the old man surnamed You with expectation.

“I definitely can’t do it. It’s no problem for me to get close to them with my Wind Escape Technique, but the Xuanwo Beasts have thick skin and flesh, and the magical powers I have cultivated cannot kill them with one strike, and I will make a big mistake.” The old man surnamed You shook his head like a rattle, waving his hands repeatedly, with a helpless look on his face.

Upon seeing this, the silver-haired young man gave a wry smile and looked hopefully at the other several late-stage Jindan cultivators, his eyes filled with anxiety and inquiry.

"I can't guarantee it. Although I can cast powerful attack spells, it would be terrible if I fail and cause it to sound the alarm." A monk said worriedly, frowning.

"Yes, I am not good at attacking spells. If I act rashly, not only will I fail to solve the problem, but I may also alert the enemy." Another monk also had a worried look on his face and shook his head repeatedly.

These people also frowned, all looking unsure.

If one is not fully confident, who would dare to easily agree to such a matter that concerns the entire plan? And being proficient in escaping skills and the ability to kill with one strike is indeed a bit too much to ask.

Seeing this, the young man surnamed Zhu's face gradually darkened, and he was filled with anxiety and unwillingness: "Is it possible that something that I have been planning for several years will fail because of a mere insect beast?!"

"Can't we use the Earth Escape Technique to go around it?" A monk asked with a puzzled look on his face. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of confusion and expectation.

“If it is possible to get around it, would I still have such a headache? There is a huge spiritual magnetic stone vein somewhere in this mountain. Once you hide in the rocks, all beings with spiritual power will be forcibly sucked away by it. But as long as you don’t use the earth escape technique, it will be fine.” The young man surnamed Zhu had a helpless look on his face. He shook his head irritably and explained unhappily.

"Magnetic stone vein!" Many people gasped when they heard this, and their faces changed drastically. Some of them opened their eyes wide, full of fear; some of them trembled with their lips and turned pale.

The man who asked the question suddenly looked extremely ugly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he stammered, "This... What should I do?"

For a moment, the atmosphere became even more solemn, and no one dared to speak easily. Everyone was silent, looking anxious, racking their brains to think of countermeasures.

"Senior Zhu, if I can deal with the other one, will the real toad blood be given to the next one?" A lazy voice suddenly came from the monks.

The person who spoke was Yang Qian, who was standing at the end of the team. Knowing the plot, he was ready to take action.

The pretty girl at the side was stunned when she heard this, with a look of disbelief in her beautiful eyes.

"What, Brother Yang, are you sure you can deal with this beast? If you can really do it, I can give you a portion of the True Toad Spirit Blood. It's not impossible, but if you fail..." The young man surnamed Zhu was also surprised when he saw that it was Yang Qian. He frowned slightly and replied with some hesitation in his eyes. Obviously, he still didn't believe that Yang Qian, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm, could have such ability.

"Hehe, I wish you all peace of mind, senior! If I fail, I will be responsible for compensating for any losses." Yang Qian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled faintly, and looked calm and composed.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Yang is really confident! Well, I'll leave the other insect beast to you." The young man surnamed Zhu was unusually decisive. After hesitating for a moment, he actually nodded in agreement.

The other monks were whispering to each other, some were talking to each other, their heads were close together, their mouths were opening and closing, and they were muttering quietly.

Some of them looked suspicious, squinting at Yang Qian, looking him up and down with strange expressions; some even showed their suspicion without disguising it, curling their lips, and whispering in a low voice: "Just him? A person in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm, can he have such ability? Don't mess things up!"

With Yang Qian's powerful spiritual sense, he naturally heard these words clearly.

When Yang Qian heard these doubts, he just raised his chin slightly, a sneer of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes revealed disdain and indifference.

To him, most of these people were already doomed to die, so there was no need to care about them. He had an indifferent expression, and there was no ripple in his heart. He would not bother about anything with a dying person.

"But just in case, Brother You, you should hide and assist Brother Yang from the side!" The young man surnamed Zhu's eyes flashed, and he changed his tone and spoke solemnly to the old man in the bamboo hat.

"Okay, you can leave it to me." This time, the old man surnamed You agreed without hesitation, his face full of determination. He looked at Yang Qian and said, "Daoyou Yang, we have to take care of each other later. Although the black vortex beast is not easy to deal with, if Daoyou's magic attack is powerful, it may be able to kill it in one blow."

The old man surnamed You also had some doubts about what Yang Qian had just said, but since the young man surnamed Zhu had nodded, he didn't say much.

Yang Qian nodded slightly and responded, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Daoist Brother You. I know about this matter."

So, after the young man surnamed Zhu whispered something to the beautiful woman with his lips trembling slightly, the woman quickly made a hand gesture with both hands, and suddenly, gorgeous red clouds appeared on the surface of her body, shining with light, and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Yang Qian calmly took out a purple talisman and gently slapped it on his body. Immediately, he disappeared without a trace in the silver runes rolling like a tide.

It was his Taiyi Huaqing Talisman.

However, the old man surnamed You still used his magical wind escape technique, and a gust of wind blew past, and he escaped with the wind. Under the guidance of the old man surnamed You, Yang Qian and the beautiful woman only flew forward for a while before arriving at their destination. (End of this chapter)