Keqing, it’s just cultivating immortality, is it that difficult?

However, Keqing just made a knife move with her hand, and lightning rushed into the neck, quickly paralyzing the opponent.

With his head tilted, the male cultivator fell asleep quickly before he could even think of anything. No matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as Keqing. Coupled with the influence of the drug, it can be said that Keqing attacked as soon as he woke up.

"I'm sorry, but it's dangerous for you to stay alone. It would be better for you to fall asleep."

At least it's better than escaping and being caught by others.

After sending the two people into the Chen Ge Pot, Keqing brushed off the unnecessary dust and headed in the original direction.

In her opinion, the direction where the evil cultivators were located should be the north, which was their base camp.

As they hurried along, they met many people in cloaks. They were in groups of a few, carrying more or less monks in their hands. They gradually gathered together, and it looked like they were carrying dead chickens for New Year's sacrifice.

Seeing them, Keqing did not move and calmly blended in.

As expected, those people didn't notice anything unusual, but they looked at Keqing with a strange look.

Because Keqing was the only one here with empty hands, which inevitably attracted attention.

"Where are the people you captured? Are you returning empty-handed? Aren't you afraid of being blamed by your superiors for returning empty-handed like this!?"

That powder is always effective. Catching a monk is almost as easy as catching a person with his wings clipped off.

Like a chicken, it doesn't take much effort at all.

However, this guy came with nothing and failed to catch even one monk. Shouldn't he be scolded?

How incompetent is this.

When did their evil organization have such a weakling?

Facing the many gazes that came over, some watching the show and some looking amused, Keqing coughed, and a deep male voice suddenly sounded.

"I have other plans, don't worry."

It's just a simple ventriloquism. Keqing once moved bricks, worked part-time jobs, and even worked as a handyman in a theater to hone her skills. It didn't seem like a big deal to learn ventriloquism at the same time.

This is an imitation of the voice of the evil cultivator just now. If you listen carefully, you can hear that it is almost exactly the same.

When this voice came out, the others looked at each other and then retracted their gazes.

This guy is quite arrogant. They want to see what he can bring. Is he better than those monks?

Along with the large army, there were more and more people, all of them were evil cultivators, and they had a string of cultivators waiting to be slaughtered in their hands.

Some of the monks were not unconscious but were still awake, cursing and begging for mercy, while the evil monks were teasing them with evil intent.

Either burn all the hair, carve words on the face, or just walk up and punch or slap someone if they’re in a bad mood.

Anyway, it says that as long as you are alive and have the spirit, it's fine, so what if I humiliate you a little to satisfy my hunger.

Keqing watched all of this silently and then looked away calmly.

Soon, the group arrived at the base camp, a narrow mountain path with a barrier. The group of evil cultivators looked serious and took out tokens.

With a "puff" sound, the essence and blood spurted onto the token, and then with a spell, the evil cultivator easily crossed the formation barrier.

At this time, someone was doing the same thing. As the evil cultivators entered one by one, at this time.

"what--"

A scream was heard, and a big mouth suddenly appeared above the barrier, swallowing an evil cultivator in one gulp, and then spitting him out after a while. Only to see a young man whose whole body was corroded and fainted. The spiritual power around him was obviously that of a spiritual cultivator.

"Brother!"

The few people brought by the so-called senior brother no longer pretended to be unconscious and hurriedly wanted to take the other party away. However, he had no ability to obey orders for so many people.

"These idiots are trying to disguise us. Can blood essence be disguised?!"

Not only does it require essence and blood, but without their specific aura, how can the barrier be opened?

They were directly suppressed and taken as trophies.

Several disguised people were caught several times in succession, and the evil practitioners present were used to it.

But now, it's my turn...

Seeing everyone's greedy eyes, Keqing calmed herself down, ignored everyone's gazes, and calmly took out the token and began to practice magic.

Chapter 108: Not Understanding How to Keep Up with the Times (Part 3)

After pretending to make hand gestures, Keqing did not bite her tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood onto the token like the others did.

Instead, he took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag and slowly poured out a drop of blood from it.

At the same time, he did not forget to look at the evil practitioners around him.

"Ah"

A soft mockery gives people the feeling that it is saying, what a bunch of idiots, still spitting blood, they don’t know how to keep up with the times.

The same idea suddenly came to everyone's mind, and then they watched the other party walk in leisurely...

"!!!"

"Too arrogant! I really want to beat him up"

"hateful!"

I feel humiliated for no apparent reason, and I am so angry that my teeth itch...

They were definitely not wrong. The look back and around was definitely a humiliation and ridicule!

"Who is this person!"

"It seems to be... Gan Sanwu?"

"The guy who always looks down on others?"

"grass"

The crowd did not suspect that Gan Sanwu was a spiritual practitioner who sneaked in. After all, except for the evil cultivators, no one knew that the token required blood essence to enter, and it required not only blood essence, but also a trace of the person's breath. Unless they found a way to preserve both of these, there was no way that the spiritual practitioners could sneak in.

However, Keqing is not a prophet, so how could she absorb the aura of the evil cultivator in advance?

The so-called blood was just a bottle of brown sugar water, it just looked like blood; as for how he entered the formation barrier, it was naturally because of the help of Maotuanzi in the cloak.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have come in so easily.

As everyone came in one after another, Keqing could feel that the looks people gave her were becoming more and more unfriendly. This kind of unconventional and eye-catching appearance was exactly what she wanted, as it would not easily arouse suspicion.

After all, who would pretend to be an evil cultivator and sneak in so ostentatiously and offend others? As the saying goes, do the opposite of what is right. To a certain extent, mobilizing other people's emotions will make people ignore other details and judgments, which can effectively cover up one's own wrong behavior.

Little Coal Ball can judge other people's general character by observing their words and actions. As a member of Yuheng Star, how could she not know this? After all, she had followed the evil cultivator for some distance and heard his complacent narcissism.

……

Ignoring the unfriendly glances from all around, Keqing followed the crowd out of the mountain path, and her vision suddenly became clear.

I saw a towering tree standing before my eyes, blocking out the sky and the earth.

I say right in front of me because the tree is very eye-catching, a thousand meters high and a hundred meters wide.

The lush branches and leaves blocked the light and cast a huge shadow.

Such a towering tree seems to be right in front of you even when you look at it from a distance.

Is this what the evil cultivators call the holy tree?

Keqing saw that their eyes fell on the tree, full of desire and greed, and then they retracted their gaze and headed towards a palace not far away.

There was a guard at the palace gate, who was a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage.

Everyone came to each other and skillfully took out the spoils, that is, the spiritual practice in their hands, and the other party gave out certain pills according to the capture. Judging from the expressions of everyone, they seemed to be very eager for these pills.

After getting it, he swallowed it immediately and looked refreshed.

In the past, they handed in their spoils every year, but the spoils were taken away by others and no one knew where they went.

Until it was Keqing's turn, everyone's eyes turned to her, gloating.

The guard looked at Keqing's token, then saw that she had nothing in her hands, and immediately became displeased.

"You didn't catch anything when you went out? Where are the people who practiced? Did you forget that you can only get the spirit pills if you make contributions?"

"I caught something else."

Keqing replied, and the guard glared at him.

"What are you catching? What you want is human cultivation, something that can contribute. Could it be that you found some rare treasure and were delayed?"

As the guards continued to guard relentlessly, someone on the side jeered.

"I think he may have let someone escape and didn't catch anything."

"It's ridiculous. He's so proud and pretentious."

"This guy really brings shame to us evil cultivators. We must punish him severely, or chop him up and eat him."

Malicious words continued to overflow from all around, but Keqing remained expressionless, and the guards became a little impatient.

"If you don't explain, not only will you not get the Spirit Pill, you will also be punished. You decide for yourself."

"Where's the stuff? Take it out and let's see it."

"I see. Don't worry. It's a good thing. The adults will definitely be satisfied."

He fumbled inside his cloak and quickly pulled out a furry ball.

"What the hell!?"

"Ahem, formation beast"

Yes, that’s right, Keqing brought up the formation beast.

"Squeak!"

For some reason, the little furry ball has now turned into a long strip, and it really looks a bit like a formation beast.

"Fuck, that's the guy who's been causing trouble these days and can't be caught!"

"You actually caught the formation beast!?"

"No wonder it was hidden, it turned out to be this thing."

Everyone wanted to watch with gloating, but they were immediately slapped in the face. The formation beast, this thing was so hateful. They had always wanted to catch it and torture it severely, but who would have thought that they would be caught by this guy!

You have to know that the people above promised a generous reward in order to catch this thing.

The guard was stunned. He didn't expect that this was the culprit. He immediately reached out to take it, but Keqing dodged him.

"What are you doing? Bring it here."

The guard looked dissatisfied, but Keqing still didn't give it to him.

"I will personally hand it over to the higher-ups..."

"Heh, is there time to see you up there? Even if you get the formation beast, don't push your luck."

"Forget it..."

Keqing immediately took the fur ball back.

"Since I caught him, I will hand him over to the higher-ups myself. I'm afraid you'll take the credit for me."

Being said so bluntly made people extremely angry, and they looked over with hatred.

"Very good, if you don't want to give it to me, then you can just keep your thing."

"Go, go to the dungeon and watch the door. The people downstairs are changing shifts."

Keqing stood still.

"What about mine?"

"Your what..."

The monk glanced at him.

"I told you that only those who have made contributions can exchange it. No one has repaired yours, so there is no share for you."

“But I caught the formation beast.

"Oh, so what about the formation beast? Aren't you going to hand it over to the higher-ups in person? When you meet them, you can ask them for it. Anyway, I don't have any."

He was sent to guard the place but was not given the spiritual pill. He had to meet with the higher-ups before he could get the spiritual pill. Isn't this just making things difficult for him?

The people around were just enjoying watching the joke and no one intervened.