I am the leader of Huangquan

I am human!

I am human, do you understand!

At the moment, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

This must be an advanced mission impossible? ?

Monsters and humans, both of them switch identities, come and go freely, and eat directly from both ends.

Some little thrills.

But when he thought about it again, he didn't feel right.

Although this wave is a big opportunity, isn't it forcing me to make waves?

Wu Lang wanted to complain a little: "I'm afraid I'm not infected by the spirit of Huang Quanzong, why do I want to be a spy?"

I am not like these sluts, stealing people and cutting their waists everywhere.

People will die if they wave!

Xing Hanhan next door is a typical case, and he can't learn from it.

"It's just a possibility, don't think too much about it."

At this time, Granny Meng interrupted his whimsical thoughts coldly, and said, "You are in Jingzhou, and you have to hunt a cloud and mist demon to gain your life, to trap a dragon and ascend to heaven, and to mix with demons... but no one can help you." To kill, only you can kill yourself."

"I'll kill myself?" Wu Lang said in surprise, "This disciple just came down the mountain and just started the Qi refining period. Would it be too difficult?"

Meng Po said in a soft voice:

"Unfortunately, although we captured the King of Cloud and Mist Demons back then, we didn't collect that kind of low-level fate of the same family."

"At the same time, every continent in Kyushu is vast and boundless. You have to go through countless jedi, alien habitats, and alien secrets to travel through a state, and no one else can help you."

"Xing Hanhan, master and apprentice, are in Jizhou."

"Senior brother Chi Huaqing, you must have guessed where he is, right?" Po Meng said calmly, with a gesture of testing.

"Eldest brother, it should be in Liangzhou." Wu Lang said seriously.

At present, the fifth peak and the first peak are sending people off to Huangquan Road. These wandering spirits are all from Jizhou and Liangzhou.

The eldest brother is naturally in Liangzhou.

And his eldest disciple, Liu Ping, was from Liangzhou.

At this time, he was reincarnated back to Liangzhou.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that Liu Ping at that time was a wandering soul arrested by the first peak's secret agent.

At this time, Liu Ping was practicing under the sphere of influence of his elder brother.

"In this way, Jingzhou is weak, and I am the only one. The rest of the sect cannot help." Wu Lang whispered.

"Yes, only by yourself."

Meng Po sighed, "Go back now! In such a situation, you can only practice in secret. I believe you can do well. If you can kill an opponent by yourself, it will not be in vain. I value you... .The so-called practice, no matter how much other people help you, you still have to rely on yourself in the end.”

"Yes!"

Wu Lang clasped his fists and retreated.

...

Jingzhou.

In a cave in a deep mountain and old forest.

A young demon boy slowly opened his eyes, and slowly let out a breath of foul air, "Huh! Grandma Meng was so powerful before, but now she suddenly becomes unreliable."

He did the math and got three green fates in his hand.

They are all practicing formations.

"In the same realm, I am a formation master who plays formations. I don't have positive abilities, at least in the short term. Although the real formation master has reached the later stage, he can set up formations to trap and kill the enemy in an instant, but it is not me. This can be done."

"Maybe, I can set up an ambush?"

"But the risk is too great, and I'm only in the Qi refining stage, which is even more unrealistic, and I really don't have much combat power in the early stage."

but.

I remember that in this battle, although the evil disaster was huge, it was quickly repelled by the major immortal sects who reacted, and returned to the cloud and mist abyss.

At that time, he would have no chance to kill another person.

Could it be that he went to other people's lair to kill himself?

I just went to deliver food.

"I have to do something about this evil disaster." After taking a deep breath, Wu Lang left the cave and looked at the green water and green mountains outside.

"Forget it, I've just been reincarnated, why do I think so much, it's important to do business, and I'll go back to the third level of Qi training honestly, no matter what, it's always right to develop my strength first."

He intends to develop his seventh peak.

It's a bad move.

Rebuild the Seventh Peak building.

For the next half month, Wu Lang lived very comfortably, hiding deep in a mountain, away from the hustle and bustle outside.

I also encountered a lot of wild animals.

I am a demon cub, who dares to touch me?

It seems that during the Qi training period, in fact, the combat power of this pair of bodies, if it is close to hand to hand, is probably close to that of the foundation building period humans, after all, they are all small crispy skin.

This is the inherently dominant race.

I was practicing during the day, caught some wild animals to barbecue, and found spices, and took some time at night to return to the seventh peak with a ray of true spirit, to raise flowers on the other side, and to do sect construction.

Practicing honestly, he even felt no different from the leisurely retreat life before, as if he had forgotten his goal.

As it turns out, evasion, shameful as it is, is useful.

Even Xing Hanhan, who occasionally came to play, was a little surprised, with eyes full of envy:

"Junior brother, what kind of good family did you reincarnate into, and what kind of good sect did you worship, are you so free? Do you still have time to come back and take a look every day?"

Wu Lang remained silent.

But he didn't talk about his suffering, he just forced a smile on his face.

Another half month passed.

Wu Lang returned to the third level of Qi training.

He found that being single-minded is simply not too refreshing. He practiced the two fields of "array" and "tattoo" at the same time, enjoying the joy of double experience.

However, when he was going to continue fishing, he found that there was someone fighting on a road down the mountain.

He walked out of the cave, looked at the emerald green mountains, and peeped secretly, "Looking at the situation of the battle, it's not a powerful monk, could it be a passing mortal?"

Chapter 55 met

If it's a mortal...

Wu Lang looked at the direction where the battle broke out, feeling a little moved.

After all, when I came here, I didn't know anything, and I didn't have any external information channels. Perhaps this was a threshold.

And what did they encounter?

It is also obvious.

Goblins.

This area is the domain of these mountain spirits.

Thinking of this, he packed some bags and took the breath-holding talisman he made out of animal skin. After hesitating for a few seconds, he looked at his demon child figure.

"I'm too small."

Wu Lang is not Liu Ping. He has to burn his lifespan and forcefully grow up to deal with the environment. He can handle it with a child, and he doesn't want to waste his lifespan, even if his lifespan as a monster is extremely long.

"My size is too small, and my appearance is a problem. They will only be afraid when they see me."

He hesitated for a few seconds, then looked at the clay puppet kid next to him, "Fu Jiang, change a bit."

The main body of the magic weapon is Houtu.

Wu Lang didn't bother to come up with a name for this magic weapon clone clay puppet, so he just called it Fu Jiang.

After a while, Wu Lang rode up, and the two became one.

...

...

"kill!"

In the woods, there was the sound of weapons clashing.

This appears to be a fleeing team.

The carriage was luxurious, and there were dozens of corpses of courtyard guard warriors on the ground, only a few people were left fighting with the mountain spirits.

"Help!"

However, they have been exhausted all the way here, and they were all wounded, almost all of them suffered heavy casualties, and they were massacred one-sidedly.

Even, some mountain spirits looked at the corpses of those female relatives with lewd eyes.

Wu Lang glanced at the tree.

It seemed a bit late to climb down the mountain by myself.

Almost dead, almost all the men were killed, only a woman with a long knife was left fleeing.

It seems that a martial artist, who can survive to the last one, does have some skills.

He was not in a hurry, and observed carefully for a while before picking up a few stones to save people.

Bang bang bang!

A dozen goblins fell to the ground.

"Which expert is it, thank you for your shot."

The woman put down the long sword in her hand, her abdomen was bleeding, and she couldn't even stand up, but she cupped her fists high and looked around vigilantly.

Wu Lang walked out slowly.

This is a tall and straight young man with a baby face, with a golden proportion body like a sculpture wax figure, a full 1.9 meters high, wearing a fur coat and a hood.

After all, people are allowed to wear muscle clothes, but I am not allowed to wear them?

"Thank you for your help. I'm in Xiaxiaoping Town, Xu Xinying." The woman forcibly endured the bleeding from her stomach, her face was pale, but she still insisted.

Wu Lang nodded, and said simply and bluntly: "You are so injured, is there no medicine in your carriage? If you don't help, you may die."

She nodded, and immediately returned to the carriage, tore off the clothes on her stomach, and bandaged herself, as if she had some rough medical skills.

But the injury was so severe that the bleeding couldn't stop.

Wu Lang was silent for a moment.

He already saw that this woman was going to die...

This amount of bleeding cannot be saved.

He shook his head, and instead of looking at the woman with a strong desire to survive, he turned his head, scanned the battlefield, captured all the dead souls, and sent them to Huangquan Road.

Ding!

Green Fate: Proficiency in cooking.

Ding!

Green fate: sharp mind.

...

Wu Lang started to pick up equipment.