I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

Once she got to the street, she tore up the note.

.........

Under the warm sunshine, the old turtle lay leisurely on a huge rock in the river, his eyes full of contentment.

Although it is an ordinary afternoon, in fact, today is its deadline.

Looking back on his life as a turtle, the old turtle felt that he had no regrets.

There is a paradise and a close friend.

He had many children and countless descendants.

Haha, my friends often complain about my lack of ambition and shallow cultivation.

But if I don't want to compete with others, what's the point of having such a high level of cultivation?

Just go with the flow.

The old turtle who goes with the flow has never even cultivated a human body.

Influenced by this ancestor, the turtle monsters here are also free and easy.

"..."

The old turtle's eyelids slowly became unable to open, and its breath weakened little by little.

Crash--

Suddenly, several giant turtles floated up from the river. They anxiously came to my father and said something.

The old turtle's eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened. It was shocked and angry, and quickly led its children downstream.

After coming to the middle reaches from the upstream, the old turtle saw at a glance the large net lying horizontally in the water and the many small turtles struggling to get out of the net.

Yes, only the little turtle is left.

Other adult turtles that resisted fiercely or came to the rescue were all slaughtered by those hateful monks!

The water in the middle reaches of the river had turned fishy and bloody red, and the old turtle's eyes also turned red.

With a roar, it led its children to rush forward.

.......

boom--

There was a sound of thunder on the shore, and an expressionless human monk blasted a palm thunder at the old turtle.

With just one blow, the old turtle began to twitch all over and became unable to move.

This person's cultivation is too high and his magic is too powerful. If he hadn't held back, this palm thunder would have killed the old turtle directly?

Of course, I held back not out of kindness, but...

"This old turtle is kindhearted by nature, and has never committed any crime in his life, so he can be called a spiritual animal."

"It is unlucky to kill a spirit beast, at least I can't do it."

The eldest brother of the Tianshi Sect thought for a moment, then said to the greedy casual cultivators around him, "What are you waiting for, fellow Taoists? I will definitely do what I promised, so why don't you act quickly?"

Wang Tiancheng could easily kill the old turtle, but he didn't take any action. There must be something fishy about it.

Besides, he is the eldest senior brother of the Tianshi Sect. Why does he have to gather a group of independent practitioners to come here to kill the turtle? Doesn’t he have any disciples in his sect who can be used?

Among the independent cultivators gathered here, some with higher cultivation have reached the Pupa Pill Stage.

They are not stupid, of course they will have doubts and will wonder if this Wang guy has bad intentions.

But the cultivators in this world are constrained by their lifespan. Disciples from large sects with strong backgrounds are still okay, but most of the independent cultivators hold the idea that "ten years is too long, we must seize the day".

Therefore, as long as the benefits are sufficient, even the notorious Tianshi Sect will cooperate.

As long as the benefits are great, even if you know there are pitfalls, you have no choice but to take advantage of them!

Urged by Wang Tiancheng, all the scattered cultivators rushed towards the old turtle with murderous eyes.

Several giant turtles hurriedly fought with them, but how could the idle turtle monsters, who were usually free and easy and did not care about their cultivation, be a match for this group of ferocious cultivators?

Soon, the shells of several giant turtles were shattered and they lost their lives one after another.

...........

After the last giant turtle died, the scattered cultivators surrounded the old turtle.

Just when they were about to work together to kill the turtle, suddenly a shocking roar was heard!

"It's the Water Qilin!"

"Why would the auspicious beast come here?"

Seeing the Qilin coming on the waves, the faces of the wandering cultivators changed drastically.

Although the auspicious beast is old, its power crushes all the cultivators present, even Wang Tiancheng is no match for it.

Now it is coming with fury, and all the scattered cultivators are terrified.

"Qilin, what do you think this is?"

Wang Tiancheng took out something calmly, and it turned out to be an imperial edict!

"The Emperor has ordered the hunting of the Spiritual Turtles, and we are following his orders."

He looked directly at the furious Qilin and said coldly, "Great Jin Xiangrui, are you going to disobey my order?"

Qilin was stunned for a moment. He looked at the imperial edict, then at his old friend, and his whole body began to tremble.

"Old turtle, old turtle, you have seen it clearly."

Wang Tiancheng walked up to the old turtle and slowly unfolded the imperial edict.

"It's not me who wants to harm you, it's the Emperor of Great Jin who wants to kill you. After you die, your tortoise shell will be used to predict the fate of the nation."

Hearing this, the old turtle was in great pain.

I'm going to die anyway, why do I need a tortoise shell to tell fortunes? Just tell me and I'll take it.

Why did they kill so many people? Why didn’t they let their children go?

"Your descendants will have the same fate in the future."

Wang Tiancheng’s cold words made the old turtle completely despair. As it wailed, its tears turned as red as blood, and its entire body gradually shriveled up, eventually turning into a ball of black gas and dissipating.

Chapter 030 A gift from heaven

Before the wandering cultivators could take action, the old turtle's flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only a tortoise shell and a plastron.

Qilin could not bear to watch his old friend leave in such a miserable way.

It came on the waves furiously, but was finally stopped by the imperial edict and had to leave in despair.

Seeing Qilin leaving, Wang Tiancheng did not have the slightest bit of satisfaction on his face, but instead felt sad.

He turned his gaze to the imperial edict in his hand, and a hint of ferocity inadvertently appeared on his face.

"Friend Wang, the abdominal armor that was agreed upon in advance may have been distributed to us?"

After a casual cultivator spoke cautiously, he immediately felt something was wrong.

After all, Wang Tiancheng's cultivation level is far different from theirs. When others call him fellow Taoist, it's just politeness. But if you follow suit, it would be too presumptuous of you to call him that.

He was about to say something to make amends, but Wang Tiancheng quickly said, "Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time, we will share right away."

Two Taoist boys came forward, one with empty hands and the other holding a golden hammer.

The former took the turtle shell away, while the latter used a golden hammer to hit the plastron left by the old turtle.

With a crackling sound, the plastron broke into dozens of pieces.

Seeing this, the group of casual cultivators couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"The plastron has been torn. Please do as you please, fellow Taoists."

After a pause, Wang Tiancheng continued, "As for the dead turtle monsters, you can take the rest of their parts, except for their shells."

Amid a series of thanks, Wang Tiancheng led the Taoist boy holding the tortoise shell away first.

As soon as the two left, the remaining Taoist boy holding the golden hammer immediately looked miserable.

He walked slowly to the giant net and scratched his head as he watched the little turtles struggling inside.

"Fellow Daoist, you want to carry such a heavy net back by yourself?" a casual cultivator came over and asked.

"I can't help it. I'm so strong."

The Taoist boy put the golden hammer on his back, rubbed his hands and was about to close the net.

"Since the net is too heavy, why not separate some of the turtles from it?"

Another casual cultivator said with a smile: "We will help you carry some, so that you can also lighten your burden."

.....

"Humph, don't be greedy!"

The Taoist boy said, "I won't give you any little turtles. You can throw those turtle shells into the net too."

The wandering cultivators immediately started to curse, and they finally calmed down when the Taoist child angrily said that Uncle Wang was not far away.

Huh?

The Taoist boy's gaze suddenly focused on a Pupa Dan cultivator. Just now, he keenly sensed that a trace of his breath was absorbed by this guy.

'He wants to kill me halfway?'

It was just a wisp of breath. Apart from being used to locate and kill, the Taoist boy couldn't think of any other use for it.

His face changed drastically and he immediately reached for the golden hammer behind him.

But at this moment, the Taoist boy realized that his breath was being absorbed by some casual cultivator again.

"Someone else wants to kill me? Wait, maybe they're not targeting me."

While thinking, the Taoist boy felt that his aura was being absorbed by the casual cultivators one after another.

'It is a large-scale Qi-absorbing tracking technique. This technique is very covert and quite popular among casual practitioners.'

"I was just affected..."

After figuring it out thoroughly, the Taoist boy's face was immediately filled with contempt.

He couldn't understand why these guys would fight and kill each other for such a small thing. Are other people's lives, or even their own lives, so worthless?

"Let's go, let's go."

The Taoist boy didn't understand and didn't want to get involved in these dirty things.

After all the turtle shells were in the net, he immediately summoned a cloud and flew away laboriously carrying the huge net.

.....

This net is too heavy, even the Cloud-Flying Technique can’t handle it!

The Taoist boy looked down at the cloud that was dented by his steps, and with a grin, he threw the huge net over his shoulder.

Phew, it’s much better now after changing the posture. I shouldn’t have been holding it just now.

As the Taoist boy continued on his way, he did not notice that a thumb-sized turtle had fallen from the net.

This is the smallest turtle in the net, and only its size can barely pass through the mesh.

Of course, apart from the Taoist boy's just-swinging move, if the turtles had not worked together to send the little thing to the edge, it would not have been able to escape.

With a splash, the little turtle luckily fell into the river.

But unfortunately, due to falling from too great a height, it was not only seriously injured, but also completely fainted.

"Sister Shan, something fell into the river!"

"Yes, all the fish were scared away."

He Yao, who had successfully gotten engaged to Li Xingwen, was in a very good mood. She specially asked the little girl to go fishing outside the city today.

As a result, before a single fish was hooked, something fell from the sky... a turtle?

"What a small turtle! Even if it's stewed, it's not even big enough to fill your teeth."

After pulling the turtle ashore, Shan Yunhe pouted and was about to throw it back into the river.