From the waste of spiritual roots to the practice of asking the devil

"Yuan Qu, how is the situation?"

In the darkness, a monk whose aura had reached the foundation-building stage was staring coldly at the Yuan City Lord, making him break out in cold sweat.

"Sir, it should not be Jianzong Walking, but the murderer has not been found specifically who did it. Do you want to contact Heishanguan to confirm the number of people in this batch?"

"waste--"

The aura of the black shadow suddenly surged, and all the pressure was exerted on Yuan Qu, causing him to kneel down and tremble all over.

“Don’t ask too many questions that you shouldn’t ask.”

"Yes...yes yes!"

If it weren't for the matter of the spirit slave and the girl of the right age, which could not be separated from Yuan Qu's help, he should not know about these things at all based on his cultivation level.

In fact, he only knew through Old Man Ning that these demonic cultivators came from Heishanguan, and he was responsible for the transportation of two batches of "people" every year.

He didn't know where he was going, what he was doing, or what it was for.

He only knows that the women of the right age involved in the deep plan can bring him a lot of practice resources, and the soul slave business is purely his private property.

They are using this layer of transactions to cover up their deep-seated plans. They have concealed those collaborators in the righteous path, such as the group of guards stationed at Black Mountain Pass...

Yuan Qu could guess a little, but he didn't dare to tell.

"snort--

"This year's transportation has been delayed by nearly three months. Be ready to go tomorrow and take the secret passage No. 4."

"Yuan Qu understands."

After the brief conversation, the black shadow of Foundation Establishment shook and then disappeared into the city lord's mansion. No one knew where he went.

Yuan Qu, who was kneeling on the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and felt a little anxious in his heart, because he had been worried about Jian Zong walking in secret for the past three months.

After the spirit detection day, he only marked some names, including suitable female cultivators, and he had not yet arrested the mortal women in the city.

The Lingjiu Sect came to build the foundation in a hurry. They have to take it away at midnight tomorrow. Either do it tonight or tomorrow night. It will definitely not work during the day, as it will be easy to be discovered.

As for the spirit slave business, Old Man Ning has disappeared. Those seedlings marked as spirit slaves can be caught next year, so there is no rush.

There is a lot to say about how to judge the timing of arresting women of this age. After all, he does not have enough manpower, most of them are still in the early stage of Qi training, and the number of arrests exceeds 500, so he needs to find some connections.

Yuan Qu looked at the night and thought to himself.

"The difficulties we encountered this time are too big. Maybe we can go to Qingquan Bamboo House to ask Uncle Ji. He is taking care of himself there to help me with suggestions.

"If you have an old man in your family, if there is a treasure, go and ask for it now!"

Obviously, he didn't know that the old city lord had died tragically at the hands of someone Wang. The only blame was that he didn't take care of maintaining the relationship and didn't really provide for the old city lord in his old age.

The other party has been entrenched in Shihu City for decades and has some connections and connections. Not only can the power of handing over the city lord's palace be passed on smoothly.

For example, the casual cultivators or cultivating families in the area can be used as sources of help. He has not been here long and is poor, so he is far from taking root.

at the same time.

The palace.

Wang Wu, who had not been back for a while, returned to Shihu City this time with his master and several fellow students in the later stages of Qi training, also to harvest resources.

Even though the Wang family has just come into contact with the world of cultivation and has passed down the family for three generations after becoming rich, they are still very powerful among mortals. The nearby mountains and forests are affected by spiritual veins and have a probability of producing low-level elixirs.

The Wang family started off by relying on medicinal materials and medical skills. He could get a lot of benefits from it, which at least provided him with a supply of resources in the early stage of Qi training.

With dual spiritual root qualifications and training from the Lingjiu Sect, Wang Wu's strength improved quickly as he had a foundation-building teacher at the beginning.

At just over thirty years old, he has reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi training. It can take as long as a year or as short as a few months, and he will surely reach a breakthrough.

In the world of spiritual practice, the Three Spiritual Roots can achieve the Great Perfection of Qi Training before the age of 100 without taking any pills or using heavenly materials or earthly treasures. They only rely on one Qi training method.

As for the dual spiritual roots, the speed is faster on this basis, and with the assistance of various resources, if Wang Wu worships in the Yuanying Taoism, no matter how hard he works, he may reach the ninth level of Qi training by now.

It is not easy for Wang Yu to catch up with his speed or even surpass him.

After returning to the palace with ease.

Wang Wu went directly to the rooms of his two nephews without disturbing too many people.

"Autumn mood, autumn mood."

Two boys of eleven or twelve years old woke up from the bed and realized that it was Empress Wang Wu who quickly rolled off the bed and knelt down on one knee.

"Meet the master."

After being silent for a while, Wang Wu showed a satisfied smile and helped the two of them up.

Although these two people did not have high qualifications, he used magic skills to mature them in advance and forced them to enter the first level of Qi training. In the future, they will advance to the third level at most.

But for him, he is the only subordinate who can be trusted and used.

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"When there are no outsiders, don't be so unfamiliar. Tell me about the spiritual objects you collected during this period."

"yes--"

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The bottom of the stone lake.

Wang Yu, who had been practicing silently for three months, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were shining with silver-white divine light, piercing the void like a crescent moon and looking into the distance.

He felt it, felt the familiar yet unfamiliar aura, touching the mark of his divine consciousness that he had left on the two Wang boys.

"Wang Wu!"

The anger that had been building up for some time completely exploded, and there was a surge of emotion hidden under Wang Yu's calm expression.

To be honest, even if you practice magic.

He felt that eating people was still disgusting, and at least he would refine the purest origin of heaven and earth to suit his heart.

Moreover, when he came here, it would take another four years for the Demon Fetus Xuanyuan Secret Spell to be completely perfected. This period of time was actually a probation period for him.

The result is self-evident.

He would not kill Wang Wu before the Demon Fetus Secret Spell was perfected, but he would hold this person in his hands in advance, and as soon as the opportunity came, he would immediately deprive him of his spiritual roots!

During these three months, Unit 4 temporarily gave up the Xuanyin Hand and put the top-grade spell [Thousand Miles Divine Travel] to perfection, adding a means of long-distance raid.

Now placed is the Turtle Breath Secret Spell, which is relatively simple and only takes nine months to be perfected. It is not as good as some first-level spells, but it can be used at critical moments.

At this moment, Wang Yu set out from Shihu and operated the Thousand Miles Divine Travel Spell. This spell is mainly blessed on the legs, like a strong wind like a wave.

Pushing him forward constantly not only saves effort, but also consumes less spiritual power. Occasionally, when he is tired, he feels comfortable as if he is riding the wind.

Resting while running.

The speed exceeds the phantom step, and the faster he runs, the faster he runs.

With the Night Hiding Curse, Wang Yu entered the city from a corner of the city wall in less than half an incense stick of time.

Since Wang Wu returned from Lingjiu Gate, he must have brought his followers, and he has not forgotten the disturbance he caused in the city some time ago.

Be careful.

After walking for dozens of miles at night, Wang Yu returned to the palace cautiously. With the night veil on his body, he looked like a moving shadow, and gradually heard the sound coming from the room in front.