The cannon fodder female partner becomes a god by practicing involution

The bamboo hat is surrounded by multiple layers of black gauze that can block out the detection of spiritual consciousness, hanging down to the waist.

After wearing it, Shen Qingluo's appearance was completely concealed, and most of his Chuchen aura was also hidden.

In this way, all kinds of appraising eyes finally disappeared.

After walking around the city for a while, she came to a tea shop, sat down by the window on the second floor, and casually ordered a pot of spiritual tea.

In the tea shop, various discussions continued one after another.

Shen Qingluo listened attentively for a while and found that most of them were gossip related to Tiansheng Sect disciples.

She was not interested in these, but in order to prevent missing useful information, she listened patiently.

The windows on the second floor were half-opened, and looking out the window, monks dressed in various costumes were coming and going constantly. A few of them had extremely sinister aura, and one could tell at a glance that they were the type of people who dealt with ghosts all year round.

After about a cup of tea, a young man in gorgeous clothes and holding a folding fan walked up the street from a distance. His cultivation level was only in the middle stage of foundation building.

This man seemed to be a frequent visitor to the tea shop. As soon as he entered, several monks greeted him.

The young man enjoyed this atmosphere very much. He sat down next to a few familiar people. After ordering the spiritual tea, he coughed lightly and said, "Have you heard that the famous saint of Tiansheng Sect has died?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole tea shop fell silent.

The next moment, several unbelievable voices sounded in succession.

"Really? Are you kidding? When did it happen, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Yeah, I haven't heard of it either. Didn't that saint just give birth to a baby a while ago?"

"Fellow Daoist Li, can you keep this news true?"

The succession of doubts made the young man feel a little embarrassed. He opened the folding fan and hummed:

"Of course it's true. It's what happened this morning. I heard it from my cousin. He is an inner disciple of the Tiansheng Sect. The news is absolutely correct."

This added a lot of credibility to the matter. Someone immediately shook his head and sighed, "I remember that saint is only two hundred years old. Compared with Yuanying's longevity, she is really young. It's a pity. With that saint's If you don’t lose your qualifications midway, you will definitely become a powerful person in the future.”

After the words fell, another person looked at the young man and asked, "Do you know, Fellow Daoist Li, how the saint fell? Could it be that she was practicing outside and met her enemies?"

The young man closed the folding fan and shook his head slowly, "That's not the case. The saint died in the sect."

"This is strange. Could it be that there was something wrong in cultivation when the sect fell? This is not right. Even if he goes crazy, he will not die immediately. Could it be that it didn't happen in the past two days?"

"I don't know the specific situation. I asked my cousin, and he said that something happened while trying to refine an exotic treasure. Now the cave where the saint is retreating has been blown into ashes, and nothing is left."

"If this is the case, it means that this rare treasure is not destined to belong to the saint. This is considered to be something that cannot be forced upon, and it will be harmed instead."

"Yes, I heard from my cousin that it was not just the saint who died. All the disciples within a radius of twenty miles were affected. Those who were twenty miles away were also injured. The power is very powerful. I believe it will soon happen. There was a lot of news coming out.”

"If something like this happens, Tiansheng Sect will try its best to block the news, right? After all, it is not a good thing. If it spreads, it will only have negative effects."

"There are so many disciples of the Tiansheng Sect. No matter how hard we block it, the news will always get out. Moreover, the death of the saint is a fact. As time goes by, we can't hide it even if we want to!"

"As long as the new saint is chosen as soon as possible, as time goes by, with the sect deliberately blocking the news, naturally not many people will talk about it. Hey, who do you think the new saint will be?"

"How do we know? Moreover, it may not be the Saint, but the Saint. Then there will be another bloody storm!"

"That's true. Both the Holy Son and the Holy Girl were killed from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They are not just randomly appointed candidates."

On the second floor of the tea shop, Shen Qingluo listened to the discussions among several people and had a guess in his mind. The thing that the Holy Lady of the Tiansheng Sect tried to refine should be the Golden Spirit Pearl.

Nine times out of ten, the opponent has a single golden spirit root, and he regards the golden spirit beads as something that can assist in cultivation, and as a result he suffers a big disaster.

Sometimes, a treasure is not just a chance, but may also be a talisman.

Shen Qingluo didn't know the specific status of the saintly daughter of the Tiansheng Sect, but judging from the title, it must not be too low.

Moreover, the Golden Spirit Pearl was obtained by this sect from Namo City. This saint can get this object and use it directly for practice, which can also explain her status from the side.

She was a little curious, how would the Tiansheng Sect deal with the rare treasure in their eyes next?
It would be best if she discarded it directly, so that she wouldn't have to make great efforts to sneak into this sect, but she knew in her heart that this possibility basically did not exist.

As for destroying the treasures, even if the Tiansheng Sect monks wanted to do so, they would not be able to achieve their goal.

The seven spirit beads are not something that should exist in the world, and cannot be destroyed by forces below the fairy world. If Tiansheng Sect really tries to do this, Shen Qingluo estimates that a group of people will suffer.

In her opinion, the most likely result is that the spirit bead is sealed in a forbidden area and sent to guard it.

If this is the case, it will be much more difficult to get the treasure.

However, things depended on people. She could not give up Jin Lingzhu. Even if she had to confront the Tiansheng Sect, this idea would not change at all.

In the teahouse, the discussion among the cultivators continued, mainly surrounding the topic of candidates who might become saints or saints.

Shen Qingluo listened for a long time and summarized some information.

First, the Tiansheng Sect does not prohibit its disciples from fighting in private, and the competition for the cave's territory and cultivation resources is carried out every day.

Secondly, only Qi Refining and Foundation-Building monks are eligible to participate in the competition for the Saintess or Saint Son.

After the strongest person is determined, he will have to be recognized by the Heavenly Holy Banner, the treasure of the sect, before he can obtain the corresponding status. At that time, the sect's resources will be greatly tilted, and his status will be higher than that of ordinary elders.

If the Heavenly Holy Banner is not recognized, then the ranking will be postponed until someone recognizes the treasure.

For a first-grade sect like Tiansheng Sect, the treasure that holds the sect must be at the level of spiritual treasure.

Shen Qingluo didn’t know the specific function of the Heavenly Holy Flag, but the fact that the selection of the Holy Girl or Holy Son relied on this treasure could explain some problems.

It is conceivable that if one day the treasure that holds the sect is lost or destroyed, the blow to Tiansheng Sect will be huge.

If she has the chance to seize the Golden Spirit Pearl in the future, she will try it.

Thinking like this, Shen Qingluo looked through the half-closed window to the street outside. At that moment, a familiar figure wearing a bamboo hat like her came into view.

In the Chenwei Realm, there was only one person she could feel familiar with, and that was Murong Xue, who also came to this realm with the help of the ferocious beast Tao Zhu.

Shen Qingluo's eyes suddenly turned cold when he thought of the fact that this woman had pretended to be a friend, stolen the valuable treasure of the Hu Shansun clan, and caused his friend to be besieged.

Now that I have encountered it, I naturally cannot let it go.

There are rules in the city and you cannot do anything openly, but if you use your spiritual consciousness to attack, you can do it without anyone noticing.

Because the bamboo hat can block the detection of spiritual consciousness, the woman's appearance cannot be seen. To prevent the possibility of misidentification, Shen Qingluo's telepathy system confirmed it.

After receiving an affirmative answer, he immediately stopped hesitating and transformed his invisible spiritual thoughts into needles, instantly attacking the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.
(End of this chapter)