Cultivating immortality at the age of three and a half, the whitewashing system came five hundred ye

Chapter 115 This place is indeed a dangerous place
Next time she will never train with this person again. He is such a bummer.

Jiang Wan screamed and started to act like a mess, howling at the same time.

"Wow—Dad, Mom, and Grandpa, why were you arrested? Where are we? What are they going to do?"

He Yingqiu looked at the surrounding formations with a serious expression.

"They must be performing some kind of sacrifice, or practicing magic. There are ninety-nine altars here, each with a mummified corpse on it. Behind the altars are four to six corpses, likely the families of those boys and girls."

The vine cages on Jiang Wan and Chen Jingxuan have now been released.

The woman named Wang Qianqian giggled after hearing what He Yingqiu said.

"You are so smart, this is indeed the altar.

I've said before that if you obey me and are willing to bow down before me, I will let you go and spare your life."

He Yingqiu rolled his eyes at her.

"Don't even think about it. I'm already taken. Even if you kill me, I won't succumb to your tyranny. Rather than being branded with your spiritual consciousness and becoming your slave, I'd rather die!"

Wang Qianqian's face turned cold, and she pulled out the whip and lashed at He Yingqiu wildly.

Jiang Wan sat down on the altar speechlessly, holding her face with her hands as she looked at the little demon cultivator beside her.

"Brother Jingxuan, why are you here?

Are you here alone?
Where are your parents?"

Chen Jingxuan looked at her and sat down beside her silently. He had just heard the child calling the three people by their names.

He didn't believe that the three people were the leader of the Wanfu Sect and his wife. The most likely possibility was that the child had followed others out to gain experience again.

"Well, they fell, so I came out to gain experience alone. I heard that many children were missing here, so I came to take a look."

Jiang Wan: "You have a strong sense of justice!

So what should we do now? I'm still a child, only at the eighth level of Qi training, so I'm counting on you."

Chen Jingxuan wanted to say: Don’t you still have the thunder spiritual root?

But thinking of her cultivation level, he fell silent again. This might be a good opportunity for him to kill her.

It is also possible to kill someone with someone else's knife without having to do it yourself.

He glanced at her calmly, a sneer on his lips.

She looked at the three people behind her, who should be here to protect her. Her eyes fell on the old man with his face pressed to the ground, and her brows furrowed. Could that be Venerable Yu Yi?

When he thought about it, he denied it first.

How could a cultivator who has reached the state of enlightenment follow his disciple out for training and end up being tied up like a dumpling?
When Senior Sister Wang saw He Yingqiu being beaten, she rushed over to protect him, but was also beaten. Jiang Wan was speechless and took out two chicken legs from the storage bag on her waist and gave one to the little demon cultivator.

"Waiting is boring. Should I eat or not? I'll eat well so I can get going!"

Seeing her so calm, Chen Jingxuan speechlessly took the chicken leg in his hand and looked at the couple who were being beaten.

"That's your parents?

You don’t seem worried at all when they get beaten.”

There is a barrier around the altar and they cannot get out for the time being.

Jiang Wan shook her head and sighed, took a bite of the chicken leg, the meat was so delicious, and sat on the one-meter-high altar watching the two men being beaten.

"There's no point in me worrying. We can't get out. Here he comes. Look, that person is coming."

Chen Jingxuan put away the untouched chicken leg, stood up and looked at the young man walking towards him.

Couldn't the young man wear his clothes properly? Jiang Wan even wondered if his exposed chest and the muscles next to it were two different colors?
"Qianqian, when you've had enough fun, please let them go back. We're going to start the sacrifice. Although the boy of this last pair is a little older, he can still do it.

Are you ready? This time, the blessing from the ancient gods and demons will surely help you successfully form your elixir."

Wang Qianqian put away the whip in her hand and smiled seductively. "Brother, I want to keep that man!"

Wang He's lazy demeanor disappeared, and he looked at her with cold eyes. He stretched out his hand to pinch her slender neck, and gradually tightened his grip and said:
"After breaking through to the Golden Core stage, there are all kinds of men out there. If you can't break through to the Golden Core stage, I won't help you a third time. I will personally finish off this useless person of yours.

I, Wang He, don’t need a useless sister!
Do you understand? "

Wang Qianqian turned pale with fright and nodded repeatedly.

“I understand, I understand, I understand.

I will definitely work hard to break through the Golden Core stage this time. As long as the Great Demon God grants me the Magic Pill, I will not disappoint my brother."

Wang He let go of his hand and turned to look at the big and small figures on the altar.

The oldest was thirteen and the youngest was only six. This gap made him frown. He didn't care about anything else and waved at the altar.

The altar was surrounded by black demonic energy. He Yingqiu on the ground quickly stood up and shouted:
"stop!
I am He Yingqiu, the direct disciple of the leader of the Tianji Sect!

She, she is my daughter. If you dare to hurt her, my Tianji Sect will fight you to the death!"

"It's still a question whether you can walk out alive after today. Will the fight end until you die?
Haha, that’s ridiculous.

Do you think I won’t know your background if you don’t reveal your identity?
You sect disciples, all of you love to be self-righteous."

Senior Sister Wang said:

“Then you can’t kill us either. We have the mark of the Divine Transformation cultivators’ consciousness on us. If you kill us, you won’t survive either.

I just don't believe you can withstand the full force of a Divine Transformation cultivator."

Wang He shook his head and sneered. These sect disciples were so naive. He raised a ball of fire in his hand and shot it at the altar.

Knowing your identities, I guessed that you must have the mark of the spiritual consciousness of a Divine Transformation cultivator, so I decided to seriously injure you and then suppress you here for a hundred years.

As for these two children, they are unknown, so just kill them."

Venerable Yu Yi had changed his appearance before coming. At this moment, he woke up and sat up from the ground, looking at the two demon cultivators with boredom.

Ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls were sacrificed to obtain a large amount of magic power to improve cultivation. The last time I saw this kind of magic cultivator was last time.

Jiang Wan looked at the flames around the altar and poked it with her hand. She had the Formless Fire, so this demonic fire was of no use to her.

He turned to look at the little demon cultivator. He had the Nine Netherworld Strange Fire on him, so these demonic fires should be useless to him.

Just wait and see. Those two won't die anyway. I can just suppress them and then dig them out.

The key is that the master doesn't know whether he will take action or not. If he doesn't take action, then...

Turning around to look at the little demon cultivator, this little boy is also a demon cultivator. Did he obtain the magic pill through sacrifice?

"Hey, what's that magic pill they're talking about?"

"It is the condensed magic power of the ancient demon cultivators, which requires..."

Having said that, Chen Jingxuan reacted and shut up, looking at Jiang Wan. The cute, chubby little kid with clear eyes back then turned out to be the prodigy he wanted to kill.

Now three years have passed and she is only six years old. It would be best if she could be eliminated.

"Do you have anything to save your life? The demonic fire around here is very strong and will burn you to death in no time."

Jiang Wan shook her head, "I don't have anything to save my life. I only have a second-level talisman at most, and nothing else.

"Little brother, I'm a little scared, are you scared?"

Chen Jingxuan stretched out his hand, the Nine Nether Fire leaping in his hand. Looking at Jiang Wan's eyes, he hesitated for a moment before walking closer step by step with determination.

"I'm not afraid. I have strange fire. Don't resist. Let my strange fire surround you. It will protect you."

Jiang Wan watched him approach, the strange fire in his hand flashing with a faint light, and she thought to herself, this place is indeed a very dangerous place.

(End of this chapter)