Immortal Cultivation – I Can Save The Costs

2022-04-28

Chapter 57 The Thirteenth Herb that Disappeared

After the closure of the restricted area for disaster relief ended, the jailer planned to evacuate.

As for the twelve bizarre herbal trees on Camelback Mountain, according to Song Zongwu, they grew out of the restricted area for disaster relief.

Almost every restricted area that is blocked, the surrounding ecology will change.

Represents the twelve strange objects contained in the restricted area for disaster relief.

From the appearance of the herbs, we can see the characteristics of strange things, but Ren Qing always feels that there are fewer trees.

The real number should be thirteen, not twelve.

He didn’t know much about the restricted area for disaster elimination. He reminded Song Zongwu in a side-by-side manner, but the other party did not find anything unusual after checking.

In this case, there is no reason to stay at Camelback Mountain.

After these days, the yamen’s face was full of lingering tiredness.

Of course, there are also people like Little Wu, who have withstood the pressure of shedding body and exchanging bones, and their originally thin body has become a lot stronger.

When she returns to Sanxiang City, Little Wu will be promoted to a full-fledged clerk without any accident, and her monthly money will be more than doubled.

Dozens of people immediately set off for their return journey.

The jailers are all behind the yamen in case of a wild beast attack.

Only Tu Di chose to go underground.

They walked several dozen li and found that all the nearby mountain residents had evacuated, and the village was empty, not even a silhouette.

Ren Qing didn’t try to get in touch with Demon Seed Sutra’s weird stuff, mainly because there is no shortage of opportunities after becoming a jailer, so why take the risk.

The team marched for a day from morning to night, and as it got late, they found a place to rest.

The guards choose to be distributed in the vicinity, their cultivation will not disturb others, and the food will be handled by themselves.

Ren Qing was about to swallow some beasts in front of his eyes to visualize the magic, but noticed that there were a few shiver coldly roasting by the bonfire.

He stepped forward and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Zhu Kuai replied with a shudder: “Officer Ren is fine, just a little chilly.”

It was only then that Ren Qing discovered that several yamen officers had a similar situation.

But as summer is approaching, how can it be cold in mid-April?

And the reason why the jailer didn’t notice it is because the temperature difference is not obvious, which is normal for their physique.

Ren Qing couldn’t find the source of the problem, and could only suspect that it was the wind blowing from the mountains, which made people feel cold all over.

He chopped down a few trees with the Greatseed Blade, and when he had enough firewood to start a fire, it was fine.

The temperature also did not decrease further.

Ren Qing is relieved, Song Zongwu and the others are there anyway, so don’t worry about danger.

He sat cross-legged high up and devoted himself to visualizing Eyeless Art.

Although the flow of information can be forced to promote spells, you still have to rely on yourself to fully master it.

Ren Qing’s current heavy pupils are far different from when he was just promoted to Half-Corpse Realm, and he began to gradually explore the true power of magic.

The ability to “predict the enemy first” and even sense a crisis is no longer a pure response.

Unconsciously, Ren Qing’s soul slowly floated out, as if standing above his head and looking at his body.

He didn’t dare to try to move.

Ren Qing is just adapting to the state of separation of body and soul, to prepare for promotion to Twin Nightmare in the future.

With his concentration, he could clearly hear nearby movements, such as the snoring of the yamen, and the traces of reptiles hunting out at night.

Suddenly, Ren Qing brows frowned.

A strange rustling sound reaches the ear.

Somewhat like flesh being torn apart, mixed with the sound of skeletons turning into pieces.

Ren Qing immediately exited the state of separation of body and soul because of his state of mind. He opened his eyes and looked around quickly.

But the camp was peaceful, and he couldn’t see anything unusual, and it didn’t seem like his senses were affected by some strange object.

Ren Qing wants to enter the body-soul separation confirmation again, but hase brings no success, the more he cares, the more difficult it is to find the state.

He had no choice but to focus on visualization techniques, and he could also pay attention to his surroundings.

But until the sky was bright, nothing strange happened on the hill where we were stationed, but it made Ren Qing a little nervous.

The yamen became energetic after supplementing their sleep, and each simply ate some dry food.

Ren Qing removed the distracting thoughts from his mind, and then instructed everyone to pack up, planning to return to Sanxiang City as soon as possible.

We were silent along the way.

When the setting sun shines on them, they can already see the towering city gate in the distance.

Everyone subconsciously accelerated their pace. The officers and soldiers saw that there were guards escorting them, and they were put into the city without checking.

The streets of people coming, people going come into view.

Stand hawkers are shouting at the goods, the smell of food and drinks penetrates the nostrils, and the stalls that are stewed can be seen everywhere.

It evoked some of the yamen’s tear ducts.

Compared to the temporary camp in the mountains, it is like returning to the world at this moment.

“Damn it, suffocated me to death.”

Huang Ziwan wore a bamboo hat and ran into the city.

Mu Yi and the others greeted Song Zongwu and left.

Song Zongwu looked puzzled.

He stopped and said, “Ren Qing, take the yamen to the yamen to report. I’ll come to you in a few days.”

Ren Qing couldn’t help it. Asked: “Senior Song, what’s the matter?”

“Have you seen Tu Di?”

“I saw it at first, but I didn’t see it after I went underground. .”

Song Zongwu clicked the nodded and said, “I’m overthinking it.”

Tu Di left the team early, but he always felt that the opponent’s state was inexplicably excited. , seems to be hiding something.

Ren Qing didn’t think much about it and returned to the yamen with the yamen.

The rest of the yamen expressed their gratitude to Ren Qing very politely and thought about having a dinner, but they were all rejected by him one after another.

Everyone can’t rest immediately, they have to go to the magistrate first to receive the reward.

Ren Qing was walking and couldn’t help brows frowned.

The sound of the soul’s perception last night seemed to come from the ground? ! !

Impossible is Tu Di, after all, he is also the jailer of Ghost Envoy Realm, how could he disappear so silently.

And why does it feel connected to the thirteenth herb…

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The smoke from the recently extinguished bonfire, the firewood scattered on the Everywhere, there are even leftover dry food for the yamen to eat.

Night fell, one after another cracks spread from the ground.

Nearby birds spread their wings away, seeming to herald something unusual.

A moment later, a scarlet sprout grew on the hillside, several meters in size in the blink of an eye, and looked like herbal medicine from the outside.

The branches of the herb are all over the face, and the leaves are beating like a heart.

If Ren Qing was present, he would definitely recognize that the herbal medicine was the one that disappeared from the forbidden area, a strange thing associated with “Demon Seed Sutra”.

Wait until the hillside is propped open by cracks, revealing the rhizomes of the giant herb.

The strange thing is that the end of the root is actually attached to a corpse.

The corpse half human half beast, covered with scales similar to Pangolin, is Tu Di himself.

He seemed to freeze at the moment of death, and he could still see the greed on his face, and the rhizomes grew out of his body, as if he had actively swallowed grass seeds in his belly.

A faint mist drifted away, and all wild beasts near the giant herbs turned into pus, which was finally absorbed by the rhizomes.

The herbs continued to grow, and soon they were more than ten meters in size, and the area of the fog was getting wider and wider.

The mist dissipated.

The herbs burrowed into Tu Di’s body like living creatures.

Tu Di woke up and looked at his hands inexplicably.

“Who am I, I am alive…”

(End of this chapter)