Quick Transmigration: The villain's dog leg

Chapter 262 Hey, What a Coincidence 12
There was one more person in the desert oasis, which didn't change anything for the desert, but it was much more lively for the old man.

Hundreds of years of loneliness, just these ten years, made him no longer alone.

Now, not only have a granddaughter, but also a daughter and grandson-in-law.

There is no other desire but hatred in the heart.

Jing Heng and Shen Xin stayed in the desert oasis for half a year, and at the urging of the old man, they left the oasis.

When she appeared on Bald Mountain, there was no smile on Shen Xin's face.

"what happened?"

"Grandpa's time is running out."

"But the lifespan has reached the limit?"

"No. I don't know the specific reason." Shen Xin let out a sigh of relief, "When he taught me to practice, I promised him one thing, to find his enemies for him, and take them to the desert. Other, what? Didn't say anything."

"Then who is his enemy?"

"Qiu Zhan, a monk who is burdened with red flames and strange fires."

Jing Heng frowned: "It seems that there is no such person in the world of cultivating immortals."

"I've also searched for a long time, but I haven't heard of this person. Either he is dead, or he is reclusive."

"Don't worry, my master has lived for hundreds of years, maybe he knows who Qiu Zhan is."

"You still have a master?"

"Otherwise, where did I get this cultivation method?"

Jing Heng immediately took out the sound transmission card, input spiritual power, and called Master several times.

After waiting for a stick of incense, a voice came from over there: "Xiao Jingheng, if you have something to talk about, don't bother Master to see the beauty if you have nothing to do!"

With a black thread hanging on Jing Heng's head, he asked directly: "Master, have you heard of Qiu Zhan?"

"Where did you hear the name?"

"Where is he?"

"Hey, little brat, you haven't said where you heard the name..."

"Master, my business is important, please be more reliable!"

"Qiu Zhan disappeared as early as 300 years ago, and no one knows where he went. However, you can go to Xunxian Valley to find out. Before Qiu Zhan disappeared, he went to Xunxian Valley .”

"Thank you Master."

Jing Heng immediately cut off the sound transmission and looked at Shen Xin.

"Where is the Valley of Immortals?"

Facing Shen Xin's questioning, Jing Heng was silent, and took out the sound transmission jade tablet again.

I called Master several times in succession, but after waiting for a while, there was no reply from there.

Jing Heng was embarrassed: "He must be angry that I didn't answer his question just now, and now he doesn't want to talk to me..."

Shen Xin: "...very character."

Some things cannot be rushed.

When you want to look for it, you can't find it no matter what, and when you don't want to look for it, Bisheng will take the initiative to appear in front of you.

Shen Xin and Jing Heng walked to the nearest town.

Due to the fact that there was a lot of trouble half a year ago, it would be dangerous to show up in the real world directly, so she simply changed her appearance and walked among the bustling crowd.

Shen Xin gained the most from a trip to the secret realm.

The rare or extinct spiritual plants were all swept away by her, filling a small part of one floor of the Haotian Tower.

Not to mention Fu Xiqin.

As long as Fuxiqin is around, Shen Xin is destined not to keep a low profile.

The two came to the teahouse, ordered a pot of spiritual tea and ate a little, then listened carefully to the conversations around them.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know the latest news about Wunanzong Xue Ling?"

"Didn't you have been seriously injured and have been huddled in Wunanzong and haven't shown up yet? Look at your question. Could it be that Xue Ling's whereabouts are different?"

"There are two theories. One is to recuperate in the sect, and the other is to be secretly sent elsewhere..."

"There are many speculations from the outside world, but these two statements are more true. However, as the top sect, the Wunan Sect is still not capable of curing the disciple?"

"It's hard to say. Although the Five Southern Sects are strong, they are still not good enough in alchemy and medical skills."

"Hey, everyone said that the Wunanzong gathered the top alchemists in the world of cultivating immortals. You dare to say such a thing. I don't know. You still think you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour."

"Perhaps it's been too long since we've seen this world. The monks of our generation have all forgotten that place."

"that place?"

"Xiangxian Valley."

"Xunxian Valley? Fellow Daoist, your ability to tell nonsense is getting better and better, but the name of nonsense is like that!"

"I've known you for more than two years. You don't know if I'm lying or not?"

"Heh, nine out of ten sentences of yours are lies. Who knows if this sentence is true or not."

"You! I originally planned to go to the Valley of the Immortals together with you, find Xue Ling and work together to take it down, and get the artifact in Xue Ling's hand. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant! It's all, you don't know how many people want the artifact, don't you believe it? , someone will believe it!"

Shen Xin and Jing Heng looked at each other.

They believe it!
If not all, at least half of it.

Finally found an insider, let it go without reason.

"We're lucky."

"It's more than good, it's like the information that was specially sent for us to come to our door!"

The two tacitly agreed, and secretly followed the man out of the teahouse.

The angry man who followed from afar did not disappear immediately.

Those who heard those words were not only Shen Xin and Jing Heng, but also other monks.

Which monk doesn't love strange treasures?

Given a chance to get a rare treasure, who would let it go?

No matter what that person said was true or false, these people wanted to find out.

These people made the same choice as Shen Xin and the others, they didn't show up and say they were going with that person, but followed behind secretly.

If he can really follow him to find Xue Ling, then he will be an oriole.

After all, Xue Ling is not an ordinary person. Since Wu Nanzong transferred him out of the sect, there must be many people around him to protect him.

If they didn't find Xue Ling, they wouldn't be considered a loser, at most they could just let go of their distracting thoughts and travel around.

After following for a few days, the monk didn't know whether it was a big heart or something, but when he met one or two monks along the way and said a few more words, he began to tell his heart to heart, telling about Xue Ling's affairs in Xunxian Valley .

As a result, no one believed him, but he joined the team that followed secretly.

Looking at the growing team, Shen Xin sighed and looked up at the sky.

If this continues, those who are not good at strength will be exposed.

How embarrassing!

Exposure is impossible to expose.

After all, there is a leader with a 'big heart'.

Not only is he a "big heart", but his perception and cultivation are like decorations. He didn't notice the few monks who were fighting behind him because of the sudden exposure.

"I smell conspiracy."

Shen Xin glanced at Jing Heng: "Then your nose is quite sharp."

"Daughter-in-law won the prize!"

It's also a big heart to throw him a blank stare.

The unknown future is waiting for them, and there is still time to go up to her and kiss her.

In addition to being greedy, the people who follow him still have IQ.

After going through this, if you still don't know that there is an abnormality, then don't cultivate immortality at all, just go home and farm.

Seeing the retreat of the monks one by one, Shen Xin shook her head and sighed again: "I only think about leaving now, it's too late."

"Hehehe, everyone has followed here, why bother to leave?"

Shen Xin and the leading monk who looked like two idiots spoke almost at the same time.

After saying those words, a ray of light flashed in front of Shen Xin and Jing Heng, forming a boundary mask with the three inches in front of their foreheads as the boundary line.

Shen Xin and Jing Heng took a step back tacitly, without making a sound, they stared at the front with full of interest.

Inside the barrier, the monks' hearts thumped, and they folded as fast as they could, but they slammed into the barrier and were bounced far away.

Shen Xin poked Jing Heng: "Does it look like you're making dumplings?"

Jing Heng was about to nod his head, when the dumpling-like monks in the barrier seemed to have triggered some extraordinary refinement, starting from the cassock to melt.

The skin, flesh, and bones died away at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only blood floating in midair.

(End of this chapter)