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Chapter 592 The Jiuyuan Lingshen Doll who owes rent

More than two hundred Jindan monks were silent. Although their hearts were full of greed, they did not dare to look upward.

Their own families know their own affairs.

Although there are many people, their hearts are not unified, and many people still have hatred between them.

The formed formation is huge in momentum, but it is mixed but not refined. Not to mention the genius in front of me who suppressed Lieyang Jianzi and the Six Paths Holy Son one after another, even ordinary quasi-Nascent Soul level monks and golden elixir geniuses can defeat them if they find an opportunity. The formation broke a gap.

Not to mention, their formations are given by the person in front of them, and finding flaws is easier than reading patterns on the palm of your hand.

If you really have any bad intentions, death is the only result after being defeated one by one.

A light flashed deep in the eyes of the Six Paths Saint Son.

These casual cultivators are much looser than Xue Liuyun's Eighteen Riders of Xueyun, and there is a possibility of instigating rebellion.

The Beiyuan family has ruled Beiyuan for tens of thousands of years, and has accumulated a lot of experience. He clearly knows how to divide and bribe these casual cultivators.

Regardless of the deep hatred between the casual cultivators and the family, it is really not difficult to bribe them as long as they provide real benefits.

……

Everyone has the love of money.

"It's bad luck. I might not be able to find it for several years."

As long as the bottom line has not been crossed, everything can be ignored.

"Yes!"

Jiang Ding said calmly, turned around and flew away.

The two sides are originally using each other and guarding against each other. They are not really so-called subordinates, just temporary needs.

Master Baimei and others respectfully obeyed the order and did not dare to ask what appeared in the distance.

Naturally, it is also very skillful to clean things up after the incident and turn against the person. Many seniors have done it and written it in books to educate future generations.

"Stand where you are and don't move without orders."

Han Lin also tried his best to lower his voice during the sound transmission with his spiritual consciousness, and his heart was pounding: "I sensed that the Nine-Yuan Spirit Ginseng is below, more than a hundred feet underground. As long as the soil is slightly disturbed, it will disappear again. It needs to be It will take at least another month to find traces of it again.”

In the past two months, he has been busy with this matter. Even if the fourth-level elixir is close at hand, he can't care about it. He keeps staring at it until now.

However, although he didn't think much of something like the Nine-Yuan Spirit Ginseng that could assist in forming a baby, it could make the peak Golden Core cultivators lose their minds. In order to avoid unpleasant things happening, there was no need to let them know about it.

"Uncle Master, this is it."

"Uncle Tushan!"

They are both very smart, and they naturally know that the other party's patience has accumulated to a certain extent. If there is a slight breakthrough, something bloody will happen. They can only guess with extreme envy in their hearts.

Han Lin shouted excitedly in the distance, breaking the suffocating atmosphere here and making everyone feel relieved.

He was not angry at the greed of these people.

Jiang Ding followed Han Lin, hiding his figure, and walked for more than a hundred kilometers until he came to an unremarkable earth-yellow hill.

"Hold on."

The surrounding spiritual energy is sparse, and the highest-level elixir is only first-level. Even the golden elixir monks don't bother to pick it.

Unless relevant heavenly materials and earthly treasures can be artificially synthesized, low-level spiritual objects have no effect on Jindan monks and are just regarded as wood and stone.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes slightly.

This spiritual ginseng was indeed extraordinary. Even though he was already close to this place, he still couldn't detect a clear trace in his sword intent. He just had a vague feeling.

To lock in an instant with one glance, I'm afraid not only the main body can do it here.

The electromagnetic wave of divine consciousness mixed with the sword intention spread out, forming a giant net-shaped ball, which slowly sank into the soil space below.

Little by little, bring it closer to the center.

Passing through the soil quietly, the distance gradually narrowed.

An unremarkable piece of soil the size of a palm appeared within the range of the sword's sense.

Jiang Ding looked carefully.

It looks like a palm-sized doll, with a creamy yellow body and two green ginseng leaves on its head. It has a delicate and cute appearance, neither male nor female, and its two small hands are short and chubby.

"……earth……"

"...delicious soil..."

It is sleeping and talking in its sleep from time to time.

"It seems that intelligence has emerged..."

Jiang Ding frowned.

Influenced by the Immortal Sect, he has some universal values.

If the monsters in the Tushan Demon Country were not cannibals, he would not necessarily be able to kill them all.

Where there is wisdom, there are human rights.

"...I have to find an excuse."

Jiang Ding thought for a while, and an idea came to his mind. "rent,"

"Luoxu Sect is a human sect. They have no successors. As a member of the human race, I have a weak claim. After the strong claimant dies, my weak claim is enough."

"This Nine-Yuan Spirit Ginseng has lived in Luoxu Sect for who knows how many years. It owes a huge amount of rent. It needs to work for me for a period of time to pay it off."

"Yes, it is like that."

Jiang Ding muttered strange things and felt that his Taoist heart had become much more stable.

"fall!"

Jiang Ding pointed his finger.

In an instant, the sword energy and spiritual consciousness that were silently lurking around suddenly erupted, forming a dense network of sword energy. They surrounded him with a breath and covered the Nine-Yuan Spirit Ginseng who was still sleeping.

"babble?!"

The sleeping Jiuyuan Lingshen doll's eyes widened with a look of horror.

call out!

The next moment, the space fluctuated violently, and it disappeared in the azure sword energy surrounding network.

"Teleport!"

Han Lin's expression changed slightly.

This is an ability that only Yuanying monks have!

This is also the reason why he has locked on the Nine-Yuan Spirit Ginseng Doll for so long and has not dared to take action.

Unless you have planned it in advance, the space-restricted treasure is so precious. Who would spend all their wealth to refine such a thing in advance that is not usually used.

"Eeeah! Eeeeeah!"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

More than a thousand meters away, a creamy-yellow doll with two green ginseng leaves on its head emerged from the ground. It stuck out its tongue and spat slightly in this direction. It kept slapping its thighs and mocking, arrogant and arrogant.

"You are violently resisting rent."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"Easy!"

The Jiuyuan Lingshen doll rolled its eyes and disappeared.

"Uncle Master..."

Han Lin was anxious, but saw that the expression of the person opposite him was very calm, and his anxiety was slightly relieved.

After a few breaths.

Jiang Ding flew forward, and Han Lin quickly followed.

After going around for more than a hundred kilometers, we came to a pond with a pleasant scenery.

Jiang Ding no longer covered up anything this time, he drew his sword, a silver brilliance flashed away, and he sheathed it.

below,

The pond, which is more than ten acres in size, splits from the center with water and soil to both sides, revealing a Nine-Yuan Spirit Ginseng doll that is lowering its head and taking a sip of water.

"Yeah!"

It stared dumbly at the two people who suddenly appeared.

I didn't know what was going on at all. I rummaged around my body for a long time and found a small sword mark on my little finger.

"babble!"

The Jiuyuan Lingshen doll looked at Jiang Ding angrily, broke off his fingers, and let it grow again, then disappeared again with a hiss.

"What a treasure!"

Han Lin's eyes lit up and he quickly caught his finger before it hit the ground. The hazy light flashed and turned into a tiny ginseng whisker. Pure and rich spiritual energy emanated from the fracture. Just one sniff made people feel ecstasy.

Cutting off ginseng fingers looks scary, but in fact it is just like cutting hair for humans. The physiological structures of plants and animals are different.

"Just give up, it's useless..."

Seeing this, Jiang Ding was not in a hurry and waited for a quarter of an hour before he stepped forward to catch up.

After walking for more than a hundred kilometers, they came to a big tree that was more than a hundred feet high. The sword energy flashed between his fingers and he cut open the heart of the tree.

The Nine-Yuan Lingshen doll inside said nothing and disappeared.

Jiang Ding continued to chase.

After doing this nine times in a row, I finally found the Jiu Yuan Ling Ginseng doll with a face full of despair in the center of a big stone hugged by adults.

"Fuck you, uncle! I'm not a beauty, why are you chasing me?"

It spoke angrily, a harsh, barbed voice.

(End of this chapter)