Gou Zai Shen seeks immortality

While practicing the Turtle Breathing Technique, Jia Ren quietly snooped around the corner to obtain information.

The situation is far beyond expectations, the transaction will go smoothly, and the female nun will return safely.

The next trading meeting is scheduled for seven days.

Jia Ren listened for two days, and his face gradually became weird.

"I didn't expect female nuns to still do business behind closed doors."

"The harsh living environment cannot extinguish people's original desires."

Jia Ren was in a bad mood when he heard the extremely suppressed voices of men and women coming from the underground secret room next door.

time to go!

After half an hour, the movement stopped.

"Fellow Taoist, can I use spiritual rice to settle the bill? Three kilograms of spiritual rice will suffice."

"You think so."

"I don't have any rice in my hand. I didn't buy a few kilograms of spiritual rice at the trade fair."

"I will be forced to sell my spirit turtle for spirit rice."

The conversation ended and there was no more movement.

Spirit turtle for spirit rice?

I have spiritual rice!

Jia Ren has been searching for turtle monsters for an unknown amount of time, but has found nothing so far. After snooping around the corner, he makes an unexpected discovery...

He had been looking forward to the Turtle Spirit Cream for a long time, and finally found out about the whereabouts of the turtle demon, so he didn't want to miss it.

Asking for information, door-to-door transactions?

Too dangerous!

It will also expose your hidden location, which is far worse than going to the trade fair.

Simply participating in the trade fair is not a big problem...

Jia Ren still had to prepare in advance and plan an escape route.

Once the Five Elements Sect appears and is blocked in the underground trade fair, there will be absolutely no place to die.

what to do?

Of course, dig a tunnel!

The tunnel is connected to the underground trade fair, and an escape route is secretly arranged.

The Five Elements Sect blocked the underground trade fair, and he was able to escape safely through the tunnels.

Jia Ren made an old stone house for Fang Wu and knew where he lived. This place was about one mile away from his stone house.

More than 600 ground hornworms are working at full strength, and it will not be a problem to dig a passage to accommodate themselves in five days.

Jia Ren dispatched hundreds of ground hornworms to continuously drill and correct their direction during the process. It took a day to finally drill a small hole in the underground space of Fang Wu's residence.

The rest is a slow process of expansion.

More than six hundred ground hornworms followed the correct trajectory and continued to expand. It took only three days to nearly connect.

In the end, a foot of soil was left to serve as a barrier and hide the tunnel.

Jia Ren can see everything at the underground trade fair with the help of the holes left by the hornworms.

"You can come here to get information without attending the trade fair."

"good!"

Compared to eavesdropping on female nuns, underground trading is more to Jia Ren's liking.

"With an escape route, the risk is reduced."

Two days passed quickly, and Jia Ren went to the underground trade fair to find out the truth.

Compared with the desertedness of the previous two days, the underground trade fair was brightly lit.

More than a dozen monks have come and are sitting around a huge stone table.

The acquaintances of the casual cultivators chatted happily and happily.

"You can participate in underground trade fairs."

Jia Ren put on a black night clothes, with a hood on his face, and his face was simply disguised.

After confirming that there is no danger, rush to the underground exchange.

A nervous-looking casual cultivator walked out of the dilapidated stone house.

Everyone was wary of each other and didn't want to say anything.

Jia Ren distanced himself from the monk, making sure there was no one behind him, and was the last one to step into the stone house.

Fang Wu's residence is the location of the trade fair.

The stone house is the cover, and the underground chamber is the real thing.

Winding down the stone steps, the narrow passage suddenly opens up, and you can see the extremely spacious underground space.

Compared to peeking at a leopard through a wormhole tube, seeing it with your own eyes is more shocking.

Fang Wu didn't know what method he used to dig out an underground space that was dozens of times larger than a stone house.

There were hundreds of casual cultivators gathered inside, and it was not crowded yet.

Most of the casual cultivators who came to the trade fair showed their true faces, while some, like Jia Ren, were wary and dressed up in disguise.

Wearing night clothes is not conspicuous.

"Fellow Daoist Shen's methods of doing things are first-rate. Five Elements Sect monks have been here several times, and no one has had any trouble. I finally let go of my worries."

"The five spiritual stones are worth spending! In the future, we will introduce several fellow Taoists to take refuge in the North District, and we will also ask fellow Taoist Shen to take action."

The search time of the Five Elements Sect is uncertain, and the old stone house built by a casual cultivator named Shen has passed the test.

After experiencing the initial fearful moment, now I have taken it calmly.

The casual cultivator surnamed Shen showed a bright smile on his face and greeted the casual cultivator familiarly.

"Everyone is here?"

"Hey, there is one more Taoist friend here today?"

Fang Wu glanced at the casual cultivators gathered in the field, counting the number of people, with a strange look in his eyes.

Those invited were all casual cultivators who were building old stone houses, and the number was clear.

A few people missing is normal, but one more person for no reason is alarming.

Fang Wu's eyes swept over everyone, and finally settled on Jia Ren. He felt an extremely familiar aura.

"Fellow Daoist Jia?"

There was a hint of temptation and surprise in his tone.

"Unexpectedly, I was recognized by fellow Taoist Fang."

Facing the looks of many casual cultivators, Jia Ren laughed twice.

I originally planned to attend the trade fair in a low-key manner, but my plan to leave immediately after buying the turtle demon came to nothing.

In desperation, he took off the cloak that covered his face to show his magnanimity.

"Former stone house distressing master? I have long admired your name."

"Shen took over fellow Taoist's residence. I'm really ashamed."

"Without Master Jia's guidance, it would be difficult for Shen to achieve anything."

The monk surnamed Shen walked over first with a bright smile. His attitude towards Jia Ren can be described as extremely enthusiastic.

I was glad that Jia Ren left, otherwise, the business of building an old stone house would not have fallen on me.

This is a big deal!

In just ten days, he earned two hundred spiritual stones.

Compared with setting up a stall to cheat, there is no risk of counterfeiting and the profit is higher.

"You are so polite, fellow Daoist Shen, his reputation is like thunder."

Business flattery, a few polite words.

Fang Wu had a strange look on his face, with a somewhat condescending tone, and said sarcastically: "Do you, Daoist Jia, ever regret leaving? You missed a large sum of spiritual stones."

His posture looked like he had been dumped, and he saw a scumbag coming to his door, deliberately showing off his achievements.

It's not that you expect the other person to change his mind, you just want to prove that you are right.

Once upon a time, you were indifferent to me.

You can't reach me now.

"Fellow Taoist Fang is amazing. He has laid a huge foundation. Congratulations to you."

Jia Ren ignored Fang Wu's sarcasm and blessed him sincerely.

Say a few nice words and don't hit the smiling person.

Fang Wu did not embarrass Jia Ren.

In any case, Jia Ren helped him through the most difficult moment, which was a big favor.

There is no need to shut out business at underground trade fairs.

"Fellow Daoist Si, do you know Daoist Jia?"

Among the hundreds of casual cultivators gathered, a man with burn marks on his face stared at Jia Ren, which attracted Fang Wu's attention.

Jia Ren pretended to be calm, concealing the murderous intention in his heart, and pretended to be surprised on his face: "Do you know me, fellow Taoist?"

Si Mingkong looked at Jia Ren with a look of disbelief.

He didn't expect to see Jia Ren in the North District. The scars on his face were aching, reminding him not to forget his hatred.

Jia Ren didn't recognize me?

The two only met once. After being discovered while following, Jia Ren escaped in time.

When ambushing the stone house for a sneak attack, Jia Ren did not enter the house and moved directly. He must have discovered a flaw that could not be dealt with.

From beginning to end, Jia Ren didn't know that it was him who wanted to kill him.

The stone hanging in my heart was put down.

Before, Si Mingkong didn't care much about Jia Ren.

The third level of Qi refining would not pose much of a threat to him.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for more than a month, Jia Ren reached the fifth level of Qi refining, and his cultivation level was still above his own.

Si Mingkong pretended to be calm and forced a smile on his face, "I have met Jia Daoyou several times. He has been selling fish bait in Fangshi, West District, and he is well-known."

"Jia Daoyou must not remember a little person like me."

After that, laugh at yourself.

Jia Ren smiled politely and looked unfamiliar.

I was thinking about how I could kill Si Mingkong without knowing it.