SWDnovel Chapter 41 Breakthrough! Tear everything apart!! [Seeking monthly votes]
Chapter 41 Breakthrough! Tear everything apart!! [Seeking monthly votes]
Shen Qing stood at the door.
There was a hint of anxiety and unease in his eyes.
Without realizing it, she had come to regard Li Tianran as her pillar of support.
"Whether she's real or fake."
Li Tianran leaned against the stone gate and gave instructions:
"Going out and identifying her now won't do anyone any good. If she doesn't recognize you, just continue to pretend you don't know her. Keep an eye on her secretly, and don't make a sound."
Shen Qing looked at him, and after several breaths, she finally spoke: "Do you believe me?"
"letter."
"I can sense that something big is about to happen. If you need my cooperation in anything, just let me know."
After Shen Qing finished speaking, she didn't ask any more questions.
She wiped her face with her sleeve, picked up the dented bronze pot, and turned to leave.
My steps were lighter than when I came, but my shoulders were still tense.
Li Tianran leaned against the stone door and watched her walk away until her figure was swallowed by the gray mist before closing the door.
They have the same face, the same voice, and the same craving for food. The only difference is that the person who has called her "Aqing" for five years suddenly started calling her "Senior Sister."
It was just a change in address, so why did Shen Qing react so strongly?
Is Shen Qing's statement credible or not?
Li Tianran quickly calculated in his mind.
He could tell that Shen Qing had begun to trust him.
However, her identity was ultimately that of a disciple of a righteous sect, and she was a prisoner.
From her perspective, she had only one goal: to escape back!
As for Xiao Lu, or Chen Xiaolu, who insisted on coming up the mountain with him, she must have her own motives.
He had a vague idea of why she was after him.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Chen Xiaolu blend into the blood slave group and go up the mountain.
Regardless of the circumstances, strength is the foundation for facing the unknown.
Li Tianran temporarily suppressed this thought.
He returned to the stone bed and emptied the contents of his storage bag onto the bed.
He counted the spirit stones stacked in a row twice.
Ten blood slaves cost 300 spirit stones, three nuns cost 300 spirit stones, a spear and spear techniques cost 400 spirit stones, and talismans cost less than 100 spirit stones in total.
The inn stay and the food and drinks over the past few days have cost several dozen spirit stones.
The only extra income,
He just extorted a little bit of spirit stones from Chen Xiaolu.
He checked his pockets and found he only had 155 yuan left.
As for Ma Wencai, I don't know how he calculated it, but he actually said that even if he brought the principal, he still owed him 145.
If I really give it to him, then I'll only have ten spirit stones left.
It takes two and a half days to go down the mountain.
The more than 1,000 spirit stones I had painstakingly saved up were gone just like that.
However, Li Tianran did not intend to give Wencai 145 spirit stones.
joke!
This is the Demonic Sect, and he is an evil cultivator!
Moreover, the account Ma Wencai made was unclear and ambiguous.
Before that, I even wanted to trick him into giving me a level one Toad Heart.
He wants spirit stones?
We'll have to see if he has the ability!
In addition, there are still two level-two Blood Spirit Grasses left from what Old Demon Han gave me.
Su Yingxue's pot is almost dry.
The nun who had just entered the uterus hadn't had time to check what was going on, but she should have already started producing fluid.
The remaining two nuns will also be kept for now.
When I have time, I'll slowly exploit them.
He couldn't help but recall the bawdy songs sung by the one-eyed old man in the black market.
"Even a nun who practices Taoism is still a woman when she takes off her clothes..."
Whether it's true or false doesn't matter.
The most urgent task is still cultivation and improving one's cultivation level.
Li Tianran put everything back into his storage bag and was just about to begin practicing the Blood Puppet Technique when...
The communication jade slip in his arms scalded.
He glanced at it.
It was Zhao Ling who sent the message.
"The fluctuations on Master's side are even stronger than yesterday, and it has already reached the later stage."
Once the final step is completed, all three of them will be supporting materials. You know what that means.
It paused for a moment.
Then another message came in.
"I plan to go down the mountain in a few days under the pretext of looking for Su Yingxue, and see if there are any other ways to get around this."
The Blood Transformation Technique couldn't possibly only be found in the secret chamber.
Five years ago, I met a rogue cultivator near Black Wind Mountain. He might not have possessed the Blood Transformation Technique, but he might know where Old Demon Han's puppetry came from.
Li Tianran held the jade slip in silence for two breaths.
"When you said five years ago, was it the time you were arrested and brought back?"
Zhao Ling replied.
"Yes, that was the time I was discovered when I tried to escape."
The injury on my left waist was from that incident. I only met that rogue cultivator once, and I'm not sure if he's still around.
But it's better than doing nothing. My master is in seclusion refining puppets, and she doesn't have much energy right now. I'll go down the mountain for a visit."
The communication was interrupted.
Li Tianran stuffed the jade slip back into his bosom.
Zhao Ling's descent from the mountain will also distract Han Laomo from some of his attention.
This is also a good thing for me.
He did not hesitate.
He took out the best-quality level-three Blood Spirit Grass directly from the deepest part of the storage bag.
The leaves gleamed with a dark red sheen beneath my fingertips, and the spiritual energy within their veins pulsed like blood vessels.
Without saying a word.
Just stuff it into your mouth and swallow it.
The moment the spiritual power of the level-three Blood Spirit Grass rushed into the meridians, it carried an extremely cold aura.
The stinging pain from the base of the horn was more intense than any previous breakthrough, as if something was pushing out from deep within the bone.
The Baihui, Lingtai, and Zhiyang gates are opened simultaneously!
The moment the barrier shattered, a chill surged up from his dantian.
There were no hallucinations.
Instead, a violence unlike anything ever experienced was displayed.
It seeped out from between his bones, as if every bit of spiritual energy in his body was urging him to find someone to tear him apart.
The last trace of black on the corners of Li Tianran's forehead faded completely.
The entire horn was warm and translucent, gleaming with an eerie scarlet color under the faint light of the spirit stone.
It has a glossy sheen, like a blood gemstone that has been polished countless times.
All the bluish-black discoloration on his skin faded away, and his body shape and posture underwent subtle changes, making him more upright and tall.
His muscles became more solid and powerful, his forearms grew thicker, and the cracking sound when he clenched his fist was several times more muffled than before.
Seventh level of Qi Refining!
Achieve success in one fell swoop!
The level-three Blood Spirit Grass is truly extraordinary; it was well worth the effort he put into cultivating it with immortal water.
Feeling the surging power within him, Li Tianran stood up and walked to the water tank.
His white hair and dark red horns were reflected on the water, and there was an extra dark red ring deep in his pupils.
Like an imprint embedded in the iris.
He had only one thought in his mind!
Destroy the damned Demonic Sect!
Tear apart those damned evil cultivators!
Tear them apart, destroy this place, end everything...
As Li Tianran thought about it, his expression gradually became ferocious.
He turned and pushed open the stone door, and gray mist rushed in.
The chill only brought him to his senses for a moment.
That violent rage surged back, even more intense than before.
He instinctively walked towards the woodshed.
For the past three years, instinct and liking have led him to that place.
……
at the same time.
In the dilapidated woodshed.
Shen Qing was squatting by the stove adding firewood. His Taoist robe was faded from washing, and his hair was casually tied back.
I heard the door open.
Shen Qing turned around and paused for a moment.