Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

At this time, the handsome young man had disappeared from Lu Ming's position.

Instead, a demon shadow appeared, surrounded by scarlet blood mist.

The demon shadow's eyes were dancing with dark green flames, and black arcs were jumping from time to time on his body. He exhaled blood mist in his breath, which was strange and sinister.

"Demon... Demon cultivator!"

Chen Yumei pointed at Lu Ming tremblingly and stuttered.

She never expected that Lu Ming's true identity was actually a demon cultivator!

And this was not the fourth level of Qi Refining, but the late stage of Qi Refining!

Chen Yumei was terrified, what kind of monster did she let in.

She forced a smile.

"Lu... Daoist Lu, I..."

Chen Yumei was about to say something, but her body suddenly stiffened, and an indescribable feeling of extreme weakness came over her.

She was shocked and used her magic power to suppress it.

But it seemed that a terrifying black hole appeared in her body, madly devouring everything of her, flesh, bones, and vitality.

Along with it came the burning pain of the burning soul and the severe pain of lightning attacking the dantian.

She felt that her internal organs were burning, her limbs were in great pain, her sea of ​​consciousness was drying up, and her magic power was fading.

"Ah!!!"

Chen Yumei's scream of extreme pain in fear rang out in the courtyard.

But it was firmly blocked by the formation she raised.

What happened to her!

"Is this a curse or a magic spell?"

Chen Yumei didn't know, she only knew that if she continued like this, she would really die.

Only by finding a way to suppress this abnormality, she would have a chance to survive.

And Lu Ming must have been arrogant, so he didn't kill her while she was weak.

"Humph, just wait for me to recover and escape, and announce that he is a demon cultivator to the public!"

Chen Yumei tried her best to calm her inner panic and think of countermeasures.

"Pills... Yes! Take pills!"

However, she looked down at her waist and was stunned.

Where is her storage bag?

When she looked up, she noticed that Lu Ming was playing with a familiar small pocket in his hand.

That was her storage bag!

"You!"

"Evil demon! You evil demon!"

The last hope was gone, she could no longer hold on, and roared at Lu Ming with a ferocious face.

"You still have the strength to shout..."

Lu Ming spoke faintly.

The next moment, the blood mist on his body became several times thicker again, as if the blood mist was ignited and began to burn.

Chen Yumei could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

Her delicate face began to shrink visibly, her cheekbones protruded, and her cheeks sunken.

Her silky hair began to wither and fall off.

It seemed that in a short period of time, she had aged countless years.

Ah!!

Chen Yumei could only watch herself begin to age and decay, and her vitality was taken away again.

The feeling of death is not terrible, the feeling of waiting to die is the most terrible.

She shed tears of pain and regretted why she brought this evil demon in.

It's not that she didn't think about resisting, but this strange method didn't give her any chance, and she couldn't even cast magic normally.

Gradually, her eyes began to blur, and she thought of Feng Ping, who was killed by her.

Perhaps this is retribution...

Lu Ming looked at Chen Yumei who had lost her breath, and restrained his magic.

Compared with Chen Yumei's pile of dry bones, Lu Ming seemed to have eaten a ten-full tonic pill, his face was ruddy, and his momentum was faintly increased.

"Alas, why is my style of cultivating immortals getting more and more wrong."

Lu Ming felt that he was such an upright person, and every time he cast a spell, he was gloomy, which was completely inconsistent with his image.

However, he looked at Chen Yumei's corpse and fell into deep thought.

He didn't go to this Hongmen Banquet because he was arrogant. From the beginning, he knew that there was only Chen Yumei in the courtyard.

Because Feng Ping's name had disappeared from the golden book when he noticed it.

So he accepted Chen Yumei's invitation.

And Chen Yumei, who was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, didn't need to be too afraid.

And most importantly, he was worried that he would not be able to loot after killing Chen Yumei remotely!

If this woman opened the formation, wouldn't he have worked in vain?

He also took off her storage bag before entering the door, and he was not worried that Chen Yumei would have any tricks up her sleeve.

Then he conducted a close observation experiment.

Without thinking any more, Lu Ming ejected a little green spark and devoured Chen Yumei's bones.

"What a pity..."

Chen Yumei was indeed good-looking, with a plump figure and a pretty face, just like a ripe peach.

But Lu Ming felt a little disgusted when he thought of her being sucked dry and turned into a pile of dry bones.

He weighed the storage bag in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

He searched the room and did not see the body of Fellow Daoist Feng, which was a bit regretful.

The Three Yin Ghost Fire had one less meal to eat.

He did not plan to return home, so he immediately started to check the storage bag.

After quickly erasing the magic power imprint, Lu Ming sat on a stone bench and poured the items on the stone table.

"I wonder what I can get out of it", Lu Ming was still looking forward to it.

It didn't take long to count.

More than 300 low-grade spiritual stones, two first-level medium-grade magic tools, some elixirs, talismans, and spiritual medicines, three jade slips, and a token.

It can be seen that the things in Chen Yumei's storage bag are basically for two people, and there are also many men's items.

"Mostly Feng Ping's."

As for why Feng Ping died, Lu Ming didn't care.

"It's okay."

Lu Ming was not disappointed. He picked up a black token on the table. The black token was flickering with light, and the aura echoed with the formation in the whole courtyard.

This is the formation control token of this courtyard.

"With this token, this courtyard is mine."

Lu Ming saw the lease and could use it for a long time, and he didn't have to worry about the courtyard being taken back.

With this token, Lu Ming also had an extra hiding place, which was why he came in person.

Putting the token into the storage bag, Lu Ming looked at the other items.

Two medium-grade magic weapons are okay, one ghost claw magic weapon and one veil magic weapon.

The ghost claw magic weapon doesn't look like something Chen Yumei can use. It is probably from Feng Ping.

Lu Ming checked it with his spiritual sense. Its function is somewhat similar to the bone-penetrating nail. It has certain properties of breaking the law and has a certain effect on shields and prohibitions.

However, the effect is not as direct as the bone-penetrating nail, and it is only a medium-grade magic weapon.

Lu Ming can't use it much, so he can find an opportunity to sell it with the veil magic weapon and exchange it for spirit stones.

He looked at two jade slips, both of which recorded spells.

First-level spells "Water Arrow" and "Clear Wind Blade".

There is nothing special about them, but they can be used for practice. It is better to have more skills.

He took out the last jade slip. He didn't care about it at first, and probed into it with his spiritual consciousness.

But the next second, Lu Ming's eyes widened.

"Talisman inheritance!?"

This is actually a talisman inheritance, and there are quite a few types.

Dozens of first-level low-grade talismans, more than a dozen medium-grade talismans, and even two high-grade talismans.

Ice blade talisman, water shield talisman.

"I'm rich."

Lu Ming's eyes lit up.

I didn't expect to have such a harvest. Where did Chen Yumei get it?

"It can't be the skinny old man!"

Lu Ming thought of his former neighbor, the skinny old man who was a talisman master. Later, he didn't see him and didn't take it seriously.

It seems that the skinny old man died at the hands of these two people.

But this is a blessing for him.

Apart from other things, the value of this talisman inheritance is so high that it is hard to imagine.

It is no longer a question of whether the price can be measured with spirit stones.

Any inheritance of the four arts of cultivation, even if it is of the first level, will be regarded as a treasure by cultivators.

And those high-level inheritances are rarely circulated in the outside world, and are monopolized by major families and sects.

"Good people will have a peaceful life."

Lu Ming silently gave a thumbs up to several people.