Gou Zai Shen seeks immortality

After returning from the underground trade fair, Jia Ren immediately made Turtle Spirit Ointment and was busy practicing, which allowed Si Mingkong to live for two more days.

Today is his death anniversary.

Use Geng Gold Finger?

The spell will cause spiritual power fluctuations, not to mention arousing Si Mingkong's vigilance, but there is also a certain probability of attracting the Five Elements Sect.

Try not to do risky things yourself.

Jia Ren came to the insect breeding room and looked at three heterogeneous black mosquitoes.

Since receiving the blood of the turtle demon, the three alien black mosquitoes have recovered and their spirits are no longer sluggish.

Two flightless heterogeneous black mosquitoes are acting like rice bugs, and there will be no signs of laying eggs in the short term.

Only a heterogeneous black mosquito can be used as a murder weapon.

"Raise an army for a thousand days, use it for a moment!"

"It's time to prove your worth!"

Controlling the alien black mosquito to stop at his shoulder, Jia Ren headed along Tunnel No. 4, and soon reached the edge of the tunnel.

The layout is similar to that of Tunnel No. 5, only two feet away from Si Mingkong's secret room.

The remaining small holes in the mud wall reopened, and through the wormhole, Si Mingkong could be vaguely seen two feet away.

He kept pacing back and forth, looking agitated.

"Where did Jia Ren hide?"

"After asking many fellow Taoists, no one knows his whereabouts."

Si Mingkong is afraid of Jia Ren. Ever since he met him at the business meeting, he has been unable to feel at ease.

He never forgot the scars and pain on his face, and he never gave up the idea of ​​killing Jia Ren.

Unfortunately, the trade fair ended and Jia Ren seemed to disappear from the world.

The unknown is what scares people.

"If he dares to come to the door, he must die without a burial place."

Under the dim candlelight, the burned face looked as ferocious as a ghost.

Jia Ren was not in a hurry to take action. He was very patient, like a seasoned hunter, waiting for his prey to reveal its flaws.

Two hours passed.

Si Mingkong meditated with his five hearts raised to the sky.

The opportunity has come!

Get rid of him!

The alien black mosquito received Jia Ren's instructions, got into the wormhole, and cautiously approached Si Mingkong.

The moment he entered the underground secret room where Si Mingkong was, the alien black mosquito no longer kept a low profile and suddenly burst out, fluttering its wings and flying towards Si Mingkong.

"Hey, there seems to be the sound of mosquitoes."

"Why are there mosquitoes in the underground secret room?"

As soon as Si Mingkong opened his eyes, he saw a mosquito with black light zooming in front of his eyes.

"what?!"

Without giving him a chance to react, the sharp mouthparts of the alien black mosquito pierced his head with a black light. The solid skull was defenseless and broke with one stab.

Black light burst out from his mouth, and Si Mingkong still had the strength to resist.

Until the black light pierced the head, and brain matter spurted out along the gap in the back of the head.

Si Mingkong's body stiffened and he fell to the ground lifeless.

He never thought that he would die like this while hiding in a secret underground room to practice...

There are obviously many back-ups planned, and no matter who sneaks in, they will be discovered immediately.

Even if Jia Ren wants to take action, he will fall into a trap.

Unexpectedly, none of them came in handy.

The black light on the alien black mosquito was dim, and the explosion just now consumed a lot of money.

It landed on Si Mingkong and greedily sucked the blood. When his abdomen was enlarged three times and glowing with blood, it returned along the tunnel like a drunken man.

The person is dead, so the last hit is unnecessary.

Mosquito doesn't talk much.

"Open the tunnel."

The enemy is dead, it's time to collect the spoils.

The hornworm got busy and quickly expanded the gap. In less than half a cup of tea, it connected to Si Mingkong's underground secret room.

"Those who kill will always be killed!"

Jia Ren confirmed that there was no hidden danger on Si Mingkong and took off the storage bag from Si Mingkong's waist.

"I feel better now!"

Holding the storage bag belonging to Si Mingkong in his hand, he felt much better after failing to steal.

Open the storage bag and take out the treasure inside.

In one word, poor!

Compared with Jie Xiu, who died in Jia Ren's hands before, he is not at the same level at all.

Nine spiritual stones and five broken spirits.

Twelve kilograms and six taels of spiritual rice.

Thirty-five pounds of ordinary rice.

A low-grade black sword weapon.

An earth armor talisman.

Two transmission notes.

Ten explosive symbols.

Two hundred and forty-five taels of gold.

Other than that, nothing more...

It's much stronger than when I first arrived.

The fourth level of Qi Refining is a bit poor.

This is the normal state of low-level casual cultivators.

Si Mingkong paid at least five spiritual stones to build the old stone house. Who knows what else it cost?

After hiding for nearly a month, I was left with nothing and not much wealth left in my hands.

If he wasn't poor, how could he be interested in the counterfeit bait business?

"I don't have many spiritual stones. I have defeated a big enemy and am in a good mood."

Before it was replaced, Si Mingkong's body would have been burned and all traces of it destroyed.

now……

Jia Ren took out a large water bag and cut Simingkong's neck to bleed.

The spiritual blood in the monk's body is used to feed the alien black mosquitoes. It is unclear how long he will have to hide underground. The more spiritual blood reserves, the better.

The hornworms are sent up to eat, which saves a lot of spiritual rice for cultivating the hornworms, and it can be regarded as waste utilization.

Bones that cannot be chewed are then burned with fire bullets.

At this point, all traces Si Mingkong left in the world have been erased.

"Look again and see if there's anything missing."

Jia Ren followed the tunnel to the stone house and saw explosive symbols posted everywhere.

This is a trap used to deal with intruders. If you break in rashly, the explosive charm will be triggered.

Si Mingkong suffered a big loss from Jia Ren and learned new tricks.

If Jia Ren dares to come, he will treat him in his own way.

As a result, Jia Ren did not follow the routine and dug a tunnel underground to attack.

The traps laid are useless...

"Not bad, I got a few new explosive charms."

Jia Ren put away the explosive talismans. Adding them all up, the number was close to twenty.

"time to go!"

"Take care of the underground secret room to prevent anyone from discovering the tunnel."

Si Mingkong's disappearance may attract attention, but Jia Ren doesn't want anyone to discover his traces.

Carefully erase the traces and send out hornworms to fill the passage for nearly five feet.

There are no plans to activate this back road in the short term.

"I'll be in seclusion for a few days. I wonder if there will be any new changes."

"Continue to improve your Turtle Breath Technique proficiency level and gather information on the way."

The Turtle Breathing Technique is not far from the master level, and there is no delay in liver proficiency and obtaining information.

Jia Ren habitually inquired about the female cultivator named Wang first.

The business of double cultivation has not been good recently, and many of them have no customers.

People only have special ideas when they are full and warm. Many casual cultivators are so poor that they have no rice to cook, so they are not willing to continue to squander spiritual stones.

After having no information for a long time, I left decisively.

"If I remember correctly, the trade fair will reopen tomorrow."

The underground trade fair will be opened at a specific time every seven days unless there is any accident.

This is an established safety time.

Jia Ren still came to Fang Wu's residence and looked towards the underground trade fair, only to see a dark hole below.

After scanning for a moment, no trace of Fang Wu was found.

Not sure if anyone is there.

Wu Laodao was even more depressed, fearing that it would be difficult to obtain useful information.

Jia Ren approached as a habit, hoping to gain something.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, I really want to learn the magic of demon-seeking talismans and become my master and give you a hundred spiritual stones."

No one was seen in the underground secret room, but there was still a familiar voice.

"Young Daoist Shen was joking."

"The demon-seeking talisman is the foundation of my life and I will never sell it!"

"I would like to warn fellow Taoists not to think about killing people to obtain treasures. My skills in making demon-hunting talismans have been destroyed long ago. Even if you kill me, you won't be able to obtain them."

Wu Laodao refused coldly, not swayed by the apprenticeship ceremony with a hundred spiritual stones.

"Fellow Taoist, please come back!"

"Alas, Shen was abrupt."

"Fellow Daoist Wu wants to sell the demon-seeking talisman, so be sure to inform me."