I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know 100 million points of skills, right?

Chapter 23: Damn it again
"Catch her, she's going to the killing forest!"

"Don't let her in, the storage bag can't be taken out!"

"Hey! It's just a step too late!"

29 monks came from all directions and watched Zhong Lingge sneak into the killing forest, feeling angry and anxious.

They soon discovered that the spiritual energy fluctuations after the battle remained around them, and there were traces of cracks on the ground caused by the sword light. With a sweep of their consciousness, they found two abandoned corpses in the long grass.

"It seems someone is chasing us before us."

"I don't know who died. He must be a disciple of the clan after destroying the body like this."

"With so many sword marks on the ground, there must be a fellow swordsman present. Did you see a second person entering the Killing Forest?"

"I didn't see it. But that's a sword cultivator. She's so poor. Why waste time chasing her? Oh, what a pity the Zhong family girl's storage bag."

29 monks all came to Zhong Lingge. When they saw her entering the killing forest, they had no choice but to leave with regret.

"Brother, let's go after the sword cultivator. She just finished a fight and we killed her easily."

"Okay! No matter how poor the sword cultivator is, he will not be penniless. If you don't pick up this leak, it will be for nothing. Let's go!"

Only two casual cultivators in the middle stage of Qi Refining decided to follow Lan Siyue with the idea of ​​picking up the leak. After searching the place for a while, they quickly tracked down her remaining aura.

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Zhong Lingge stepped into the first Nine Palaces Trap and Killing Formation, carefully comprehended it based on the detailed explanations in his memory, made bold calculations, and finally calculated the correct way out after half an hour.

What others see as a place of death is the safest place for her.

The battle just now was extremely draining, and Zhong Lingge only had less than [-]% of his spiritual energy left in his body. As soon as he stepped out of the formation, he immediately walked to an open space, took out the defensive concealment array, and sat cross-legged in it to restore his spiritual energy.

There was no wind and no sound around, like a dead land.

Zhong Lingge thought of the spiritual rabbit he had just seen, but was careful not to meditate. He took out the spiritual wine and three-flavored spiritual tea given by the third senior sister, and poured it into his mouth.

With the help of spirit wine and spirit tea, Zhong Lingge didn't need to focus on recovery. He was distracted and recalled the 29 formations he sensed outside the forest, all of which were Jiugong and Bagua formations.

There are nine levels in the array, with Nine Palaces and Bagua being the two lowest levels.

The formations further back may be of a higher level and beyond her detection range. Zhong Lingge cannot reproduce them and can only comprehend them within the 29 known formations.

Every ancient formation here is tricky and strange, and the methods of dismantling and breaking the formation are extremely clever. Zhong Lingge can't wait to explore them one by one.

As long as she thoroughly understands the Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation here, her understanding of the formation will reach a new level. If she practices the formation outside hard, it will take several years to achieve the same effect.

Tai Chi fragments are indeed full of opportunities!Zhong Lingge took another sip of spiritual wine to speed up her recovery. Suddenly, she heard a slight noise outside the formation. She became wary and took out the Linglong Tower to hide in the formation and look around.

whoosh-

A ray of white light flashed from the trees on the left front and disappeared into the dark forest. This time Zhong Lingge could see clearly that it was definitely not a first-order spirit rabbit.

A person whose body is translucent, whose feet never touch the ground, and whose aura is the same as hers?
She seems to have seen a ghost again!Zhong Lingge took advantage of the gap between Bai Ying's disappearance to continuously restore his spiritual power.

Bacheng
[-]%
enough.

Zhong Lingge stood up, opened a hole in the array, and cautiously asked outside: "Do you live in the forest, my fellow Taoist? I'm the one who disturbed you. Please forgive me for any offence. I'll hide for a while and then leave!"

Surprisingly, Bai Ying heard her words and stopped hiding. He floated out from the dark and opaque depths of the forest, holding a tree with his translucent hands. He hid behind the tree and stretched out his neck to look at Zhong Lingge curiously.

Zhong Lingge was also observing her.

She looks about the same age as her, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a high ponytail and a snow-white gauze skirt that is as translucent as her body. "Is Taoist friend a spirit or a ghost?"

In the past, Zhong Lingge would definitely deny the existence of ghosts, but the last time she met her mother who had been dead for many years in the White Jade Bamboo Garden, she was a little shaken.

"I am a ghost cultivator."

Bai Ying did not leave the tree, and seemed to be on guard.

"My name is Lin Xiaojiu, what's your name? Are you a human monk from outside?"

"Yes, my name is Zhong Lingge. Fellow Daoist Lin, do ghost cultivators give up their bodies and only cultivate their souls? There seems to be no record of ghost cultivators in the lower realms."

"I didn't give up on my own initiative, I died accidentally. I happened to have the opportunity to practice the ghost cultivation technique, but I am not qualified enough to give up my body. What is the lower realm you are talking about?"

"It's the big fragment of Taiji differentiation?"

Lin Xiaojiu nodded, as if he understood, but also seemed not to care much, and directly changed the topic.

"There are no ghost cultivators in the lower realm?"

"Maybe not."

Zhong Lingge was not sure whether her mother, who had died many years ago, was a ghost cultivator. If so, it meant that the laws of heaven and the natural environment in the lower realm were not suitable for ghost cultivators. Otherwise, her mother would not have disappeared without showing up, saying a few words intermittently.

"Are you here to search for resources?" Lin Xiaojiu was outspoken and could not hide his thoughts very well. His contempt was written all over his face.

"No, I just want to realize the formation here." Zhong Lingge had no intention of defending. Lin Xiaojiu, who lives in a secret realm, is simple and straightforward and cannot understand the greed caused by lack of resources.

Lin Xiaojiu tilted his head and looked at her: "You don't want the monster spirit plant? They even search for the cubs and seedlings!"

"I'm lazy and don't want to grab it. Besides, the formations here are more precious to me." Zhong Lingge looked into the dark depths of the forest and asked, "Are there any higher-level formations in the forest? "

Lin Xiaojiu replied readily: "Yes, there are seven stars, six combinations, five elements and four phenomena."

Zhong Lingge's eyes gleamed: "No wonder I can't sense the breath! Is there a Three Talents, Two Instruments and One Yuan Formation?"

Lin Xiaojiu chuckled: "What are you thinking? How can these formations be seen everywhere? I looked at the jade slips and found that this place was a barren mountain and wild forest during the Tai Chi period. A senior who was in the out-of-body stage set up this killing forest, and I don't know. It’s to store something.”

Zhong Lingge had only seen the out-of-body stage on the historical jade slips. It was the state after the Nascent Soul transformed into a god. It was really far away from her. In comparison, she was more curious about the ghost cultivator family in front of her.

"Are your parents senior ghost cultivators? You are completely untroubled by the formation while living here?"

Lin Xiaojiu's transparent face became a little depressed.

"The formations here are only for human monks and are useless against ghost cultivators and monsters. My parents were originally monks from the outside world. They accidentally turned into ghost cultivators and couldn't get out. Later, they failed to advance and their souls were scattered, leaving me alone. One soul. You look very good, do you want to stay here and become a ghost cultivator with me?"

The corners of Zhong Lingge's eyes twitched slightly, and she refused simply: "No, I quite like my body."

Lin Xiaojiu was a little disappointed and pursed her lips: "Humph, then you can take your time and play by yourself. I'm leaving. I'm really leaving. I won't take you into the formation center -"

Zhong Lingge originally didn't want to go in, but when Lin Xiaojiu said this, she heard a hint of the temptation of loneliness. "Fellow Daoist Lin, how about you take me in and I can play with you for a few days?"

Lin Xiaojiu was flying very slowly. When he heard this, he immediately stopped and turned around: "Okay! I like to talk, but you can't find me annoying!"

Zhong Lingge didn't expect that the opportunity would come so easily. He patted his chest and promised, "I'm sure I won't bother you!"

(End of this chapter)