Mortal Seeking Immortal

Ye Zhou released his spiritual sense to probe into the black egg, and saw a strange-looking black beetle curled up in fear.

The beetle was as black as ink, with only a red spot on its back. There was a slender mouthpart on its head, and its abdomen was as round as a pill.

Ye Zhou didn't know where this beetle came from, so he planned to take it out and observe it carefully.

Ye Zhou's mind moved, and the cluster of black demon fire suspended in the dantian of the monk surnamed Hai flashed, turning into a black light, wrapping the black egg in it.

The shell formed by the black demon fire carried the black egg out of the monk surnamed Hai's body.

The black egg left the monk surnamed Hai's body for only a moment, and the monk surnamed Hai's originally pale face suddenly had some blood color, and a few traces of spiritual power were born in the originally exhausted dantian.

However, there was still some insect poison in the monk surnamed Hai's body, so Ye Zhou took out a detoxification pill and fed it to the monk surnamed Hai.

Ye Zhou stood aside, looking at the black egg covered by the black demon fire in his hand. He moved his fingers, and the black demon fire wrapped around the black egg disappeared.

The black beetle in the black egg noticed the disappearance of the black demon fire, and immediately relaxed a lot.

The next moment, the black beetle seemed to smell the breath of spiritual power in Ye Zhou's body. The mouthparts on its head moved, and the black egg turned into a black light and was about to drill into Ye Zhou's body.

Ye Zhou was already on guard against this black egg, and immediately released the black demon fire to trap the black egg again. The black beetle, which was originally ready to move, curled up in the egg again after feeling the terrifying breath of the black demon fire.

"So this thing entered the body of the cultivator in this way."

Ye Zhou originally planned to put this black egg away, and ask the cultivator about the origin of this black beetle in the future. Just as he was about to take out the jade box, he suddenly thought of a question.

"If the disciples of the cultivator surnamed Hai have had dealings with the people of the Xuanyin Xisui Sect, given the style of the disciples of the Xuanyin Xisui Sect, if they want to get rid of the entanglement of the cultivator surnamed Hai, they can just kill the cultivator surnamed Hai directly. Why leave this black beetle in the body of the cultivator surnamed Hai?"

"Could it be that in addition to absorbing the spiritual power in the cultivator's body, it has some unknown function?"

When Ye Zhou thought of this, his eyes fell on the black egg in his hand again. He released his spiritual sense to carefully explore the black beetle and carefully explored its whole body, but did not find anything suspicious.

Maybe he thought too much.

Ye Zhou was about to retract his spiritual sense, at this moment, his spiritual sense inadvertently swept across the round abdomen of the black beetle. The abdomen was as round as a ball, as if it was about to be torn apart by the spiritual power.

There was something strange. The black beetle had been in the dantian of the cultivator surnamed Hai for some time, and it seemed that it had not absorbed half of the spiritual power it absorbed from the cultivator surnamed Hai.

Ye Zhou wanted to find out what was wrong with the black beetle's belly, but he found that the black beetle's body could block the cultivator's spiritual sense.

If he wanted to find out what was wrong with the black beetle's belly, he had to cut open the beetle's belly. In this way, the beetle would definitely die.

Ye Zhou took out a photo stone from the storage ring, saved the beetle's appearance, and then broke the black egg and cut open the beetle's belly.

A white light ball the size of a little finger and rounded all over appeared in front of Ye Zhou.

As soon as the white light ball appeared, the black beetle turned into a handful of black ash.

The white light ball fell into Ye Zhou's hand. Ye Zhou glanced at the white light ball. The white light ball was slightly elastic in his hand. The ball was wrapped in a layer of transparent film with a little blood, and a trace of spiritual power was released from the ball.

Ye Zhou showed a look of surprise in his eyes: "This is the spiritual power of the cultivator surnamed Hai that was devoured by the black beetle."

I didn't expect that this black beetle could actually store the devoured spiritual power. Ye Zhou finally figured out why the disciples of the Xuanyin Xisui Sect put this black beetle into the body of the cultivator surnamed Hai. It was to obtain the spiritual power in the body of the cultivator surnamed Hai.

Ye Zhou sent this white light ball into the body of the cultivator surnamed Hai. The white light ball turned into a strand of spiritual power in the body of the cultivator surnamed Hai and flowed into the dantian.

But in a moment, the cultivator surnamed Hai woke up.

The moment the cultivator surnamed Hai opened his eyes and saw Ye Zhou, he knew that Ye Zhou had saved him, and hurriedly stood up to thank Ye Zhou.

Ye Zhou said calmly: "No need to be polite, do you know who plotted against you?"

When the monk surnamed Hai heard this, he showed a hint of hesitation in his eyes, looked at Ye Zhou and asked carefully: "May I ask who is your master?"

Ye Zhou knew that the monk surnamed Hai was worried that his disciple would be implicated by the people of Xuanyin Xisui Sect, and said to the monk surnamed Hai: "I have no sect or sect, I am just a casual cultivator."

The monk surnamed Hai knew that Ye Zhou would not lie to him, so he was relieved and said: "To be honest, I was plotted against by the people of Xuanyin Xisui Sect."

Sure enough, it was just as Ye Zhou expected.

The monk surnamed Hai told Ye Zhou the truth about the plot that day.

It turned out that the monk surnamed Hai tracked down the whereabouts of his disciple Yudong that day, and Yudong was in Kongtong City. He was about to find Yudong, but Yudong suddenly came to his door.

Yudong told the monk surnamed Hai that he had worshipped someone else as his master and wanted to sever the master-disciple relationship with the monk surnamed Hai.

The monk surnamed Hai guessed that Yudong's master was from the Xuanyin Xisui Sect, and was about to dissuade Yudong, but he was attacked and fell into a coma.

After hearing this, Ye Zhou took out the shadow stone from his arms and handed it to the monk surnamed Hai.

The monk surnamed Hai took the shadow stone and injected a spiritual power into it. A white light flashed on the shadow stone, and the shadow of a black beetle appeared on the shadow stone.

The moment the monk surnamed Hai saw the black beetle, his eyes were shocked, and he obviously recognized it.

Ye Zhou said: "I took this thing out of your Dantian. Do you know what this beetle is?"

The monk surnamed Hai handed the image stone to Ye Zhou, nodded and said: "I know, this beetle is the holy insect of the Xuanyin Marrow Cleansing Sect. It can suck the spiritual power from the monk's body and provide it for the disciples of the Xuanyin Marrow Cleansing Sect to practice."

Ye Zhou looked at the monk surnamed Hai and said, "It seems you know a lot about the Xuanyin Marrow Cleansing Sect."

The monk surnamed Hai said with a sad expression: "More than a hundred years ago, a good friend of mine joined the Xuanyin Marrow Cleansing Sect."

While Ye Zhou was talking to the monk surnamed Hai, in an inn in Kongtong City, a black-robed monk who was meditating in his room suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The holy insect is dead?!"

"I didn't expect that man actually knew the master, and actually took action to remove the holy insect from his body. It seems that I can't stay in Kongtong City any longer."

The black-robed monk took out a transmission talisman from his sleeve, put it to his lips and whispered to the transmission talisman a few times. The transmission talisman turned into a white light and shot out from the room.

A quarter of an hour later, an ordinary-looking young man in his twenties hurried back from outside the inn.

The young man went straight to the black-robed monk's room, stretched out his hand to touch his face, and a piece of thin skin fell off his face.