Cultivating Immortals through Double Transmigration: The Horror World Becomes My Backyard

"Junior Brother Lu, what you said makes sense. We should take a break."

Ma Feng turned around and nodded slightly.

His easy-going attitude surprised Lu Ming.

The demon sect monks are all fierce on the outside but weak on the inside. They should all be unruly. Why are these people unexpectedly docile? Something is very wrong today.

Something must be wrong!

Lu Ming looked at everyone here carefully.

His heart moved, and he communicated with the soul-chasing nails in his mind.

He discovered one thing, that one of the targets of the soul-chasing nails was rushing towards him.

After getting this result, Lu Ming suddenly realized.

"It turned out that he was bought"

"Who could it be, Yu Qiu or that bloodline disciple?"

"My original identity did not seem to have any conflict with Yu Qiu, so the only one left was the bloodline disciple."

"Heh... I was just planning to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come to me on your own."

A hint of coldness flashed across Lu Ming's eyes.

On the surface, he still pretended that nothing had happened, and followed everyone into the forest.

Each of them took out their recovery pills and slowly adjusted their breathing.

Lu Ming secretly observed everyone's actions.

He saw that Ma Feng did not practice immediately, but found a convenient excuse and left on his own.

Seeing his actions, Lu Ming smiled.

He was not worried.

As long as there were no cultivators at the eighth or ninth level of the foundation building, he was fully confident that he could face these people alone.

However, he had to reveal some cards.

Lu Ming did not want his secrets to be known.

Then he could only send these people on their way.

"Being low-key is also a sin."

Lu Ming was quite emotional.

In a place like the Demon Sect, the more high-profile you are, the more people will be wary of you. At the same time, the sect will also pour more resources into you.

For example, Lu Ming has always been a little transparent person who has been unknown.

Even if he died in the sect, the elders would not even look at him.

Because he is useless.

Useless people will be bullied.

Lu Ming silently sorted out his things.

With his current background, it is not enough to kill nine people in an instant.

Then two types of auxiliary means are needed.

One is the formation!

Almost every disciple of the Demon Sect is a master of formation.

After all, they usually have to sacrifice blood to the whole city, and they have done a lot of research on formations.

Using formations to deal with disciples of the Demon Sect is not efficient.

The other is magic weapons. It is time to test the quality of the Soul Gathering Cauldron and the five thousand ghosts contained in it.

Otherwise, it would be a waste to keep them alive and just eat without working.

Lu Ming is ready.

At this time, the wasp walked out of the woods with a faint smile on his lips, as if expecting something good to happen.

He pretended to be indifferent and walked step by step to Lu Ming.

""Junior Brother Lu, I have been observing your skin all the way. Is your skin like this naturally, or did you eat something nourishing?"

Seeing Ma Feng pretending to be full of curiosity, Lu Ming almost couldn't help laughing.

He pursed his lips, and two blushes appeared on his feminine and fair cheeks because of holding back laughter.

""Cough!"

Lu Ming coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

He looked at the wasp seriously.

"It's the treasure of heaven and earth."

"Oh? What kind of natural treasure can make Junior Brother Lu's skin so good? Can you introduce it to me? I practiced the Corpse Heart Sutra, and my face is full of pits and bumps. I am not welcome in brothels."

Ma Feng touched the pockmarks on his face, showing a helpless expression.

Lu Ming pulled the corner of his mouth and slowly spoke

"Extremely Yin Water"

"What?"

The wasp had an expression that he had heard correctly.

Extreme Yin Water?

This is a priceless treasure. How can a mere foundation-building cultivator like you eat this?

And how much Extreme Yin Water did you have to drink to turn your skin into this?

"Junior Brother Lu, are you kidding me?"

Ma Feng's smile froze a little.

Lu Ming shrugged.

"Senior Brother Ma, just forget it if you don't believe me."

God and heaven will punish Lu Ming for telling even a single lie.

He was indeed transformed into this state by the Extreme Yin Water.

That's why he couldn't wait to find the Pure Yang technique.

And there was no need for him to joke about this.

Ma Feng saw that Lu Ming didn't look like he was lying, and he immediately started to wonder.

Could it be that what Lu Ming said was true?

That was too absurd!

How many high-level pills could be refined from a portion of Extreme Yin Water?

This guy actually drank it as water.

How infuriating!

Ma Feng glanced at the sky, and when a few black spots appeared in his sight, he immediately lowered his head.

"Junior Brother Lu, are you really teasing me?"

"How could I play tricks on you, Senior Brother Ma?"

Lu Ming looked at Ma Feng with a half-smile.

Five figures had already appeared in his consciousness.

Among these five people, there was the bloodline disciple who was slapped by him yesterday.

Ma Feng's expression froze, and his body quickly retreated, while shouting

""Attack!"

Liu He and Zhang Ping appeared on both sides of Lu Ming without knowing when.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, cast spells at the same time and attacked

Lu Ming. The teasing in Lu Ming's eyes never disappeared.

"I've played with you guys for so long, it's your turn to play with me, right?"

Ma Feng's face changed drastically when he heard this.

"You saw that a long time ago?"

"Poor acting skills."

Lu Ming's voice sounded from behind the wasp.

During the conversation with the wasp, he had already communicated with the evil ghost who had been hiding in the wasp's shadow.

The two switched positions.

The evil ghost was beaten to death by two spells. The wasp was also strangled by Lu Ming's throat.

The wasp hit by the soul-fixing nail was like a shield in Lu Ming's hand, raising his hand to block the spell attacking from above

""Lu Ming, you finally fell into my hands."

The bloodline disciple landed on the ground, staring at Lu Ming with resentment.

The slap he received yesterday was still on his face.

The handprint seemed to be a shame, constantly stinging his hatred.

His dignity had long been shattered by this slap.

Today he wanted to get this dignity back and avenge his previous shame.

Lu Ming threw away the wasp that was still alive in his hand, and while he was impressed by the strength of the corpse-line disciple, he also looked up at the bloodline disciple.

Hearing the other party's words, Lu Ming pulled the corner of his mouth.

"Are you sure that I fell into your hands, and not you into my hands?" As soon as the voice fell, the whole forest suddenly rose with a strong yin energy.

Then, ghosts appeared in the shadows of the trees, on the treetops, and under the leaves.

There were five thousand densely packed ghosts.

Behind Lu Ming, dozens of red-clothed ghosts also appeared.

The sudden army of ghosts made these people look unbelievable.

"Didn’t you cultivate any ghosts? How come there are so many?"

"Who told you that?"

Lu Ming's smile slowly faded, and he looked at everyone with indifferent eyes.

""Attack!"

His words were like a military order.

The group of red-clothed ghosts behind him instantly rushed towards the enemy.

However, the bloodline disciple's disbelief turned into disdain.

"They are just a group of evil ghosts in red clothes. You don’t really think you can rely on these ghosts to deal with us, do you?"

"No."

Lu Ming shook his head decisively.

He threw away the stiff wasp in his hand and pointed at the five thousand ghosts in the forest.

"I just want you to practice with my ghosts. After all, they have just been trained and have not been used in actual combat."

The disdain in Lu Ming's tone once again hurt the bloodline disciple's heart.

His expression was distorted, and blood vessels on his body were bulging.

His red eyes were full of anger and he stared at Lu Ming.

"You are looking for death!"