Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 323 Jia Daoshi

Lu Ye threw the unlit incense and planted it on the ground.

He slapped the storage bag, and the soul sand from the Qi Nourishing Gourd flew out again, collecting all the corpses and a group of ghosts on the ground.

However, almost none of the ghosts of the corpse cultivator can be fully recovered.

It is true that the movements of the demon corpses are too barbaric and they do not know what gentle treatment means. This is also their first actual battle in which the soul, pill and corpse are united, and they do not know how to hold back their strength.

As a result, almost none of the corpses of the tribulation cultivators were complete.

Although it took more than twenty years to cultivate, the soul sand had only gathered a dozen heads, more than thirty arms, legs and feet, but the remaining parts could not be put together no matter what.

It was the three cultivators who had perfected their Qi training - including the corpse of the leader of the robbery cultivators.

"Well, it seems I have to teach these monsters what frugality means next time."

"This is such a waste."

The general meaning is - little ones, the unscrupulous master is finally willing to feed us meat again, 10% belongs to me, 30% belongs to you, and the rest is buried, and we will eat it later when we are too hungry.

It seems that we need to find a place to release these magical ants as soon as possible. If we continue to raise them like this, I am afraid that they will be completely useless like my stupid silkworm that was so hungry that it used Gu Liang pills to make its nest.

"No, how can you see so fast!"

"Luye..."

"You're on the fat sheep list. If you come back alive this time, your colleagues will know that we didn't succeed. It must have been in your hands!"

The queen ant was restrained by Lu Ye and was regarded as a spiritual pet. He could vaguely feel the queen's excitement and send signals to his subordinates.

To be precise, most of these ghosts are fragments. Those monster corpses have a high appearance fee, and even the ghosts are almost destroyed.

But it was said that these magical ants in the Qi Yang Gourd were unlucky to follow Lu Ye.

"Other comrades in the Black Sand Alliance will naturally look for you to help us take revenge. Haha, your death is not far away!"

If Wu Feng is the envoy, he can spy on all the leader's memories without destroying his ghost.

But Lu Ye didn't care either.

In the five or six years since I came out of the secret realm, I could only have enough food and clothing during the period before and after the Demon Kingdom. The rest of the time I was either sleeping or on the way to sleep.

Among them, only Yinhun, the leader of the Tribulation Cultivators, could barely maintain his human appearance, with only half his body and a head left.

He used the blood hand seal, one of the three secret techniques passed down by Wu Feng, the deputy sect master of Xuanmo Sect.

This blame is mainly due to the evil tiger demon.

"Long-winded..."

A few days ago, during a road inspection, I discovered that hundreds of them had starved to death. It was really shameful to tell them.

It seems that except for A Chou, raising spiritual pets is a disaster for him.

It is the only one among the demons that has a special liking for ghosts and feeds on them. Even if it becomes a demon corpse, it has not changed this problem.

Lu Ye shook his head in dissatisfaction and simply put all of them into the Qi-nurturing gourd and gave them to Shenxing Ant who had just moved to a new home.

With a wave of his hand, he directly captured the ghost of the leader in his hand.

Lu Ye frowned.

They were originally an omnivorous group in the secret realm, but because there were too many and they ate too fiercely, Lu Ye was overwhelmed, so she forced the queen to put the entire group into hibernation.

This mudra is not only used to attack enemies, but can also be used to search for souls when practiced to a high level.

"Stubborn!"

"Who is your family?"

The poisonous silkworm in front also died of malnutrition. Well, it's really not a good sign.

Lu Ye was ashamed after hearing this.

"Blood handprint!"

The Fat Sheep List and the Black Sand Alliance are so mysterious.

Lu Ye only chased Jia Laodao for a short time, but the ghosts in the field were troubled by it.

The corpse was sent into the Qi-nourishing gourd to be fed to the magical ants, and the remaining ghost soul was naturally swallowed by the soul sand.

The leader's ghost screamed and was sucked in. His half-broken body was compressed by the blood and kept getting smaller, and he screamed again and again.

"We are one of the Thirty-Six Tribulation Cultivators of the Black Sand Alliance!"

A large palm made of blood appeared outside his palm, and the muscles, bones, flesh, and pores on it were all scarlet red.

At this moment, the fierce wind roared, almost blowing him away completely!

Lu Ye is now a bit reluctant to use the Six Soul Swallowing Dragon Dao to the level of Qi Training. After using it, the leader's ghost has completely turned into scum.

"I thought you were about to die and said a few offensive words, so I couldn't do anything to you?"

"Then just search your soul and see what you are thinking in your heart!"

He still retained his intelligence during his lifetime and knew that his soul was about to be destroyed. His almost transparent face was filled with a ferocious curse.

At this time, a large amount of fresh blood and flesh was supplied, and countless ants immediately flew out of the nest and dragged them into the nest.

To a certain extent, searching for souls is a competition of spiritual consciousness between the two parties. If the big one bullies the small ones, the search will naturally be extremely easy.

The leader had observed the battle in the field and knew that the opponent had cultivated his body and failed to build a foundation, so he thought that his soul was a weakness.

He should have been able to withstand the search when his soul was being searched, but when he was actually searched, Lu Ye had six souls cheating him. His soul power was so powerful that it almost completely shattered his soul into pieces.

"It hurts, it hurts, please spare my life!"

He couldn't help but scream for mercy.

Lu Ye ignored it and took the time to look through his memories. Knowing that the other party was about to disappear, he didn't care to look at those skills and memories.

I only watched two points.

One is the lair of this group of robber cultivators, the informants buried in various cities, and the treasure trove of the robber cultivator organization.

The second is the so-called Black Sand Alliance, the Fat Sheep List.

After a stick of incense, the bloody handprints swirled with blood, and the ghost of the leader of the Tribulation Cultivator finally couldn't bear it any longer, and turned into blue smoke with a bang, completely dissipating from this world.

"Pooh!"

"It's a pickled thing. It's so serious. It turns out it's just to scare people!"

Lu Ye spit.

The Black Sand Alliance does have this organization. It is a loose alliance composed of various robbery cultivators in Huangsha Mountain and has a long history.

It is said that the core is a few mysterious cultivators known as Tongxin Pirates, and the strongest among them is rumored to have the power to build the foundation.

In essence, this is a group of robbers who usually live happily on their own. If they encounter a hard idea that they can't chew on, they call their friends and commit crimes in a group.

Seventy years ago, at its peak, the Black Sand Alliance had thirty-six large and small forces.

However, in the later battle of Huangsha Mountain against the Beishazhou invasion, half of the serious monks, sects, and families were wiped out. Of course, these calamity cultivators suffered heavy losses.

Most of the thirty-six tribulation cultivators to the north were monks from the Beishazhou Grassland, and most of them to the south were monks from the Chu Kingdom. Each had a different stance. When the war broke out, they faced each other with swords and guns. After the war, only seven or eight families were left.

There was no news later as well as the major cultivators of the Heart Thief, and it was said that they died in the chaos.

In the past seventy years since the war ended, Huangsha Mountain has gradually become prosperous again. Naturally, there have been more tribulation cultivators, and they have once again supported the Black Sand Alliance.

It’s just that today’s Black Sand Alliance has no leader and no backbone. It is more in bulk than in bulk. It is just a platform for more than 20 major forces to build a platform for each other to exchange what they have.

The Fat Sheep List is also an exaggeration. It was inherited from seventy years ago, when the old Black Sand Alliance was arrogant.

They regard Huangsha Mountain as a hunting ground. Those shops that are covered by big factions dare not move, while small shops without background are listed for hunting.

If the hunt fails, it means that the Jie Cultivator has encountered difficulties along the way, and the Jie Cultivator who does not believe in evil will continue to complete the task. In the end, it may even alert a few masters of the bandits to take action, causing a bloody storm.

But now that Tongxin has been stolen, and only the new Black Sand Alliance is left with a signboard, who cares about this business?
No one wants to chew on a hard bone. What should you do if your teeth break?
There are so many fat sheep, and the one that can break a person's teeth is not a fat sheep, but a tiger, and it will naturally be removed from the list of fat sheep.

If Lu Ye destroys Lu Jie Xiu, it will only become safer for him to go in and out of Huangsha Mountain with his face in his face.

This leader of the Jie Cultivator just wants to make someone sick before his soul dies. It is best to scare the shopkeeper so that he becomes suspicious and disturbed in the future.

He never thought that Lu Ye could really complete the soul search in such a short period of time.

"Pretending to be a ghost, bluffing!" Lu Ye snorted, turned to look at the other trembling ghost in the soul sand, and said with a smile.

"Master Jia, do you want to try the pain of soul searching?"

"But I can't get good at practicing this skill. I'm afraid that when the search is over, you will be useless!"

In this soul sand stood a slender, handsome, dignified, middle-aged Taoist priest with slightly white temples. He was the original face of Taoist Jia.

It's just that Taoist Jia's legs were squatting slightly and shaking. This was because there were a bunch of great foundation-building monsters surrounding him, eyeing him eagerly and trying to tear him into pieces if he made the slightest mistake.

Especially the demon tiger demon was licking his lips and wanting to eat.

Lu Ye rode a silver-feathered eagle to chase a foundation-building junior monk who had lost the Pisces Sword and was injured and had no fighting spirit. Naturally, he was able to capture him easily.

In the soul sand, Taoist Jia was trembling.

He has reached the foundation and turned into a ghost. Because the soul is powerful, it can stabilize the soul and not dissipate for a long time, retaining the memories of his life.

But he also knew that if he angered Lu Ye and these big demons pounced on him, he would be torn apart, his true spirit would be wiped out, and there would be no trace left in this world.

Pfft!
Taoist Jia knelt down and kowtowed.

"Down, down!"

"Old Taoist, I surrender. I am willing to lead the horse and ride for my master, and I will never betray you!"

"I am willing to let go of my soul and ask the master to impose a ban. All memories are available for the master to read and enjoy."

"Master, please don't torture me with that soul-searching method."

"I'm still useful as an expert!"

"The ghost soul is intact, the meridians of the body are intact, and there is no damage. You can be the best corpse refiner, wear armor for your master, or be a pioneer officer!"

Lu Ye laughed.

"You are an old man but you also know what's interesting. Okay, let go of your soul!"

With a flick of his hand, a human soul seed flew out, but the Six Soul Swallowing Dragon Dao was better than any restraint method. The ghost of Taoist Jia didn't dare to cause trouble, so he honestly opened his soul to reveal a little spiritual light inside.

The human soul seed emitted yellow light and fell, immediately turning its spirit completely yellow. The ghost of Jia Taoist shook for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he had a respectful expression.

"I've met the master!"

His mind was clear at this time, no different from when he was alive, except that he had the brand of a loyal servant.

Lu Ye thought about it, this was his first complete foundation-building ghost that he had defeated Harvest head-on, and he was not one of those confused Qi-training monks who had forgotten their memories after staying in the soul sand for a long time.

This is really a case of exchanging shotguns for cannons.

"leave!"

Lu Ye flicked his fingers, and many demon souls were unwillingly withdrawn into the Qi-nurturing gourd, and several more ghosts flew out, coiled up like a recliner, with black clouds flowing below.

He lay comfortably on it, and these ghosts carried him and flew towards the city automatically.

Next to him stood the newly conquered Taoist priest Jia.

"What's your original name? Where did you come from, and how did you become a Jie Cultivator? How rich is your family? Where is it? Tell me any important secrets."

"Replying to the master, my surname is Lan and my name is He. I am called Taoist Lan. I am the patriarch of the Lan family. All the family assets are kept in my private residence within the clan."

"Daoshi Jia is my secret identity as a cultivator. Almost no one knows about it."

Lu Ye clicked his tongue after hearing this.

Darling, the leader of a clan is a tribulation cultivator. This is a long way to go.

Taoist Jia eloquently revealed that the true identity of this Taoist priest was actually the patriarch of one of the many immortal cultivating families in Huangsha Mountain.

However, with the recovery of spiritual energy in the past ten years, everyone in the family cultivated immortality faster, and the resources for cultivating immortals suddenly became scarce.

He also loves his tribe, and he has long thought about whether he should cover up his face and do the work of calamity cultivation.

As a result, he was defeated by a mysterious man who called himself Taoist Jia when he went out one day. The other party did not embarrass him, but only asked him to join the gang as a tribulation cultivator, and promised to help him cultivate the golden elixir in the future.

Of course, the result of disagreement is death.

Lan and Taoist struggled a little and then complied. Later he discovered that there were three other people in the same situation as him.

The four of them had never met before and did not know each other's identities. The only one who knew their identities was Taoist Jia. Unfortunately, the other party also concealed their appearance when he conquered them.

Therefore, strictly speaking, Master Jia is not a single person, but a loose organization composed of five foundation-building monks, one true and four false.

Everyone bears the name of Jia Daoshi.

Whenever there is something tough that Jie Xiu can't chew, he will call Taoist Jia, and one of these five people will take turns to take the lead. If the person whose turn it is is temporarily busy, the leader will designate another person.

Therefore, those who have lived a long time can see Jia Taoist priests with different body shapes, magic spells and spiritual weapons.

"You are the leader of a clan, and since the other four are masters of foundation building, their status is certainly not trivial."

"The Yellow Sand Mountain spreads thousands of miles, how do you communicate?"

Huangsha Mountain is long and broad. There are more than 20 foundation-building forces in the south and north of the mountain, plus the Jindan Sect, Jinshamen and Tianlun Sect belonging to the Chu Kingdom and the grassland.

These five people are masters of foundation building. They must not be simple characters. They may be family patriarchs like Lan Daoren or heads of small sects. They should be extremely far away from each other.

Lu Ye was very curious. Sometimes the work of Jie Xiu was very tight. If he missed the opportunity, he might not be able to catch it next time.

How do these five people communicate and give feedback in a timely manner?

If you rely on flying swords to send messages, it is easy to be intercepted and unsafe. If you rely on escaping to meet people, it is easy to miss the time.

"That's because the five of us have a magic weapon in our hands."

Lan He explained that the genuine Taoist priest Jia provided a set of magical tools for everyone.

It is a piece of armor made of five parts of a whole tortoise shell, and each person holds one piece.

The bloodline of this turtle monster has mutated. The weapon refiner originally wanted to make the turtle shell into a treasure-level defensive weapon, but found that it was ruined and cracked into five-sided armor with no defensive function. It can be used with ordinary needles. Poke holes in it.

But these five-sided armor actually has a function. You can use your spiritual thoughts to imprint words on any armor on it, and the other armors can also give feedback simultaneously.

The five people used it to communicate and sometimes exchange information, resources, and techniques. From then on, the real Taoist Jia had a transcendent status and controlled the overall situation.

Of course, there are also restrictions on the five-sided tortoise shell. The longest distance between any two armors cannot be more than five hundred miles. If the spiritual mind is too weak and is lower than the foundation, it cannot be commemorated in the armor. In addition, the spiritual mind cannot be inscribed too many times in one day, a hundred or ten. is the limit.

"So, there is only one real Taoist Jia, and you are all his descendants!"

"You just happened to be assigned here to block me today?"

"Exactly, Master! The Master has returned safe and sound, and with the disappearance of the younger one and that team, Master Jia must have noticed something unusual."

"Master, be careful. He has a very high level of cultivation. His battle with me shows that he is at an intermediate level of foundation building, and he is still able to do it with ease. I suspect he may be a high-level master of foundation building."

"The master might as well pretend to be robbed to confuse people."

Lu Ye nodded and asked a few more questions before putting Taoist Lan into the Qi-nurturing gourd.

Jia Daoren's organization is a bit interesting.

It's a bit like the core force in the old Tribulation Repair Alliance, the Black Sand Alliance, which means that the core force is the same as the thieves.

Although there are hidden dangers, Lu Ye is not afraid.

With the knife on his neck, of course he had to fuck his mother first.

He waved his hand to break up the recliner into soul energy and took it away, then used his escape light and ran towards Linyunfang City.

When he was approaching Fangshi, he rolled his eyes and stopped at the foot of a nearby mountain.

What Mr. Lan said made sense, it was better to pretend to be miserable and deceive others first. There must be their spies inside and outside the city.

Muddy the water and take advantage of it yourself.

Lu Ye thought about the plight of those who were robbed in his previous life, and felt some empathy - he didn't feel anything.

In fact, there were too many donations from kind-hearted people this time.

Taoist Lan's storage ring and the storage bags of more than twenty robbery cultivators are all walking wallets, and they all belong to him.

There are still several secret vaults waiting for him to pick up.

It's strange that he can be so sad.

"No, Lu Ye, you have to be serious!"

He turned around and thought.

A Chou was snatched away - his eyes were slightly red.

Wang, Zhang and Shu were robbed - the reddish color turned into bright red.

Pan Furong didn't find it back - her eyes were already wet.

Pan Furong was not found back and everything in her body was robbed. She lost three people including Wang, Zhang and Shu, and A Chou was also lost - tears suddenly flowed down her face.

Lu Ye burst into tears and hurriedly called out A Chou to swallow all his belongings.

He groped through the storage ring beforehand and found the Baijie clothes he and Wang Hu and others wore when they were posing as human slaves on the way to escape from the Demon Kingdom.

brush!
The robe on his body disappeared, and with a shake of his hands, he put on the Baijie Yi.

Under water mirror surgery.

The young man had an ordinary face, red eyes, heroic tears falling slowly, and was wrapped in rags.

No one would believe that he hadn't been robbed, right?
I always feel like something is not quite right.

Lu Ye punched himself in the chest a few more times and spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood. His face turned pale and he looked depressed, and then he was satisfied.

He controlled the escape light and ran toward Fangshi in a crooked way.

Come to the gate of Fangshi and let the dust fall.

In the past five years, he had become an old man in the city, and he was familiar with everyone. Soon a guard ran over and helped him up, asking what was wrong.

Lu Ye smiled bitterly.

"It's because Lu was unlucky and was accidentally stared at by Jie Xiu when he went out."

"After a fight, everything was wiped out, and I only escaped with my life."

"God damn the robbery cultivator, he didn't even let go of my robe!"

"The rags I'm wearing were given to me by a kind-hearted person!"

The guards had sympathetic looks on their faces after hearing this, which was too bad.

"Shopkeeper Lu, who did such a wicked thing!"

Lu Ye's mouth was bleeding and he said angrily.

"This person calls himself Taoist Jia, and he wields two swords!"

"The other group consists of three monks who have perfected their qi training. One is a flying sword user, one is a physical practitioner, and one is a pure magic user. The three of them plus the remaining people can make up about twenty people."

"Fortunately, I was lucky. When I escaped, I saw two groups fighting each other, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to escape."

The guard hesitated after hearing this.

"The trio used swords, body cultivation, and law cultivation. This seems to be the work of the robbery cultivator organization known as the Three Ghosts nearby."

Lu Ye didn't reply and just fainted. Anyway, he had finished what he wanted to say.

When he "woke up" again, he was sent back to the shop. Xiao Sihai, who was next to him, heard that his good neighbor had suffered a disaster and was in trouble for repairs, so he hurriedly came to visit.

When he saw with his own eyes the miserable situation of Lu Ye covering his body with torn clothes, crying and vomiting blood, he was extremely shocked. He immediately patted his chest and said - Brother Lu, it would be great if you can come back alive. The spiritual stone is just something external to the body. We can make more money after losing it.

If you are short of spiritual stones, we will replenish them for you.

Meeting Jia Taoist and the three ghosts together, it would be a great blessing to come back alive.

No matter how good the lost resources for cultivating immortals are, how can we still use them when the people are gone?
It should be a great joy to escape from death!

Lu Ye pretended to be choked with emotion, and the two of them gave in.

He finally accepted the thousand spirit stones that Xiao Sihai tearfully gave away.

(End of this chapter)