I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world.

Chapter 81 "What a great partner."

"This is it, Brother Lu."

"Ah."

Chen Lu nodded with a pale face, his fingertips trembling slightly. The fourth-level Jindan ghost that had been lying on him suddenly became like a tiger that had broken free from its reins. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a physical entity and roared as it rushed into the poisonous fog of the swamp.

"call"

The moment the fourth-level Jindan ghost left him, Chen Lu's complexion regained a lot of its redness visibly, his mental state improved a lot, and his body no longer emitted the icy cold air.

"Grandma's"

He looked at the ghost's disappearing back and couldn't help but curse under his breath.

This green entry "Summon the Wraith" is really powerful. He relied on this vengeful spirit to overcome many crises, but the price was also really high. He felt a little scared when he thought about how he was almost devoured by the vengeful spirit just now.

it's better now.

Although his complexion was still somewhat ugly, that was because there were nearly ten thousand vengeful spirits of the demon clan monks pressing down on him. He originally felt very uncomfortable, but after experiencing the strength of the vengeful spirits of the Jindan, he found that these nearly ten thousand vengeful spirits of the demon clan monks were not that uncomfortable after all.

That's okay.

There is no harm without comparison.

Just now when he attacked the barefoot immortal in Wentian Market, he did not use these nearly ten thousand vengeful spirits. The main reason was that controlling the vengeful spirits made too much noise, and the rising vengeance would almost instantly make the barefoot immortal alert.

Only the instant killing move of the self-destruction entry can catch the moment when the barefoot immortal is in trance and deal a fatal blow!
Even after becoming a vengeful spirit, his combat power would be slightly reduced. After all, he had no independent consciousness and relied entirely on instinctive attacks. The poison cut off his consciousness, and his consciousness could not leave his body so far, so he could not control it remotely.

He just gave it a simple order to kill all the creatures in the swamp.

The rest is left to its own devices.

After all, even if it is a vengeful spirit at the fourth level of the Golden Core, it should have no problem crushing a poison cultivator at the first level of the Golden Core.

However, after a few breaths——

Suddenly, there was an extremely noisy roar and countless curses in the swamp.

Countless spells exploded inside the swamp, creating gaps in the black fog. It was obvious that there seemed to be too many people inside the swamp.

"That's not good."

The scholar murmured with a rather unhappy expression, "Although I haven't seen them, the accents of these people sound very much like those of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, a sect where everyone from the sect leader to the outer disciples are poison practitioners. It seems that after discussing with the Poison Thunder Old Ghost, they sent many disciples here to train."

"As far as I know, this sect often sends its disciples to various poisonous places in Daxia to train."

"Although he is not a demon cultivator, his actions are no different from those of a demon cultivator."

"This sect is ranked 78th on the "Daxia Sect Rankings". The Grand Elder is a veteran poison cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core. He is a serious poison cultivator. From terms to spells, everything is related to poison cultivation and is self-contained. He is different from the casual cultivator like the Barefoot Immortal who does not have his own system."

"Of course, since we are here for training, the old ancestor will definitely not come here. However, if we let a disciple escape and remember our appearance, we will probably face some revenge from the great elder in the future."

"It's not a big problem."

Chen Yu shook his head: "If we kill them all, there will be no one to send messages. Let's stay away. Even if they use the sound transmission talisman to send messages back, they won't know who killed them."

"You use your flying sword to hover near the swamp. If anyone escapes from the swamp, kill them."

Say it.

Nearly ten thousand vengeful spirits of demon monks outside his body all turned into substance, wrapping up the few people like a huge army, and then they all let out roars like evil spirits coming from the depths of the underworld, and rushed into the poisonous fog swamp like crazy.

Poisonous fog?

This thing has no effect on evil spirits. Evil spirits don't even have physical bodies, so whose body are you going to corrode?
"Ah?" The scholar was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with an unpleasant expression and said, "Brother Lu, the fighting style of Fufeng City can no longer be replicated. My current spiritual energy does not allow me to use the fighting style of Fufeng City in this environment."

"I can't make the spiritual treasure as big as I want, and I can't carry people on the flying sword."

"Besides, my flying sword is now at the end of its strength and cannot be used to defend against enemies. Only ordinary golden elixirs, which are as fragile as tofu, can penetrate it. Otherwise, even the protective spiritual energy of a foundation-building cultivator can shatter my flying sword."

"Need not."

Chen Yu shook his head and said calmly, "You sword cultivators are stubborn. Can't you change your thinking?"

"The flying sword is so fast, it's an advantage in itself. Why do we have to use swords to defend against the enemy?"

"I will put a lot of talismans on your flying sword later. After you find the enemy target, you can directly control the flying sword to fly over the enemy's head, turn the sword over, and release the spiritual energy that controls the talismans on the sword. This shouldn't consume much spiritual energy, right?"

"Willn't it still be able to defend against the enemy?"

"You don't have to hit someone with a flying sword to defend against the enemy."

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The scholar remained expressionless for a long time before he croaked, "From ancient times to now, I have never heard of a sword cultivator fighting like this. It feels weird."

"And it's such a waste of talismans."

"Waste nothing."

Without saying anything, Chen Yu handed all the remaining dozens of Foundation Establishment lower-grade "Thunder Attracting Talismans" to the scholar: "Just consider it as clearing out the inventory. These talismans that can only strike with full force at the first level of Foundation Establishment are no longer useful."

"What's more, as long as we don't let anyone go to report the news, it's just a few talismans, it's worth it."

"When we have more spirit stones in the future, I will buy you some golden elixir talismans and let you stick them on the sword and throw them around for fun."

"Take it."

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The scholar lowered his head and took the stack of talismans. He looked dazed and didn't say anything. He always felt that his path of sword cultivation seemed to be gradually going astray, although such methods seemed to be quite suitable for him now.

“So many disciples.”

Chen Lu looked at the new vengeful spirits that were gradually increasing behind him. For every disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who died in the swamp, there would be a new vengeful spirit here. So far, there are more than eighty of them.

What a joke.

The demon cultivators were almost invincible at their level. Although their combat power decreased slightly after they turned into vengeful spirits, they could not withstand their large numbers. Such a huge group of foundation-building vengeful spirits rushed into the poisonous fog swamp and swept through it almost like a crushing force.

finally--

After a few incense sticks had passed, there was no more sound of fighting in the swamp.

Only one golden elixir shot out from the poisonous fog of the swamp and was ready to escape from here. The scholar who had been waiting for it for a long time trembled his fingertips slightly, and the green sword in his sleeve shot out instantly. In a few breaths, the tip of the sword pierced the golden elixir and returned again.

"What a great partner."

Chen Lu looked with satisfaction at the three-foot green sword floating in the air in front of him with a golden elixir pierced on the tip. He couldn't help but sigh that if it weren't for the scholar, even if he could kill the golden elixir cultivator, he would not be able to intercept the golden elixir, which is a great tonic.

How could he dare to promise the scholar 3000 spirit stones when he didn't have a single spirit stone at the time?

Now it seems that the decision was really correct.

(End of this chapter)