Xiuxian!My buff status has no time limit

As a result, they haven't attracted much attention for so many years, and even many towns are looking forward to their arrival.

The next day their convoy drove into the new town.He showed some spells in it, and soon coaxed the mortals in the city into joy.

Everyone in the town put down their work and brought their children to line up in front of the convoy.

What they hold in their hands is not a real fairy stone at all.

No matter who catches it, it can basically emit light.But whether there is really a spiritual root, only they themselves know.

Hundreds, thousands of school-age children were loaded into carriages by them just like that.

With such an exaggerated birth rate of spiritual roots, they can easily convince the local residents by saying, "This place is a place where spiritual energy gathers. There are outstanding people and talented people."

There is also a lot of money, which is enough to make these families rich.

"Brother, there are quite a lot of seedlings cultivating immortals in this place. This time we can earn a little more."

The foolish words they said casually seemed to come true.

In this town, they detected about twenty children with spiritual roots.

They have been doing this kind of thing all year round, and they are very familiar with the probability of spiritual roots appearing.

Generally speaking, in such a large town, one or two seedlings of cultivating immortals can be produced every year, which is considered extremely lucky.

This time it has doubled by more than ten times. Maybe there really was a monk family in this town, leaving some blood inheritance here.

However, they would only appear in ordinary towns where there was no shelter, and if they had already stepped on them, no one would find their clues.

After spending a day pretending to test the spiritual roots, and rejecting the gracious invitations of these mortals, he drove the carriage towards the hills in the distance.

These mortals sent off the immortal masters with loud gongs and drums.

It's just that they don't know at all what these monks, whom they call immortal masters, and who they respect and entertain, will do to their children.

They only need those children with spiritual root aptitude to be alive, and the others only need to take away one head to sell for a good price.

As for the more cumbersome large bodies, they can just bury them anywhere in the mountain in front of them.

Under the moonlight, the convoy slowly drifted away.

And hundreds of miles away, Jiang Li, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.

Chapter 327 It will only hurt for a while

Beside him, Jiuyou's avatar turned into a bare bush without leaves.

There are a total of [-] branches growing on the shrub, each pointing horizontally in different directions.

At this time, twenty of the branches on the Jiuyou shrub pointing in the same direction are slowly shifting.

He stared at the branch for a moment, then looked in the direction the branch was pointing.

"Is that right there?"

With a random move, Jiuyoumu turned into a blue light and returned to Jiang Li's body.

There was only one branch sticking out from his wrist, still pointing firmly forward.

Zhanxian Feijian floated to Jiang Li's side, stretched out his hand to press on the sword, a purple-red light flashed, and he suddenly turned into a sword rainbow and shot towards that direction.

After Jiang Li left last night, he was not idle.

At the fastest speed, he ran over all the human gathering places within a radius of two hundred miles.

And taking advantage of the night, distributed three thousand spiritual root seeds to some school-age children in each gathering place.

For large gathering places, plant a few seeds, and for small villages, plant fewer seeds.

He also used spiritual energy to ripen the spiritual root seed as quickly as possible before leaving.

It took a whole night without a break.

It was not until after dawn that the Jiuyou clone was released here.

He was betting that the group of monks would not be satisfied with one town, that they would commit crimes again.

Jiuyoumu can roughly locate the location and direction of his spiritual root seed.

Jiang Li sowed the seeds in advance, and then monitored them with Jiuyoumu.

If those spiritual root seeds moved a distance beyond the limit of a mortal's ability in a short period of time, they were undoubtedly taken away.

Jiang Li scattered almost all the seeds in his inventory, but he was not sure that he would hit them.

What if, what if they moved farther than they could cast their nets?

Or maybe they have reached their goal and stopped, then he really can only find a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, he was lucky. After waiting anxiously for a day, twenty of the branches finally moved.

"Xian... Lord Xianshi, are we going to spend the night in this mountain?"

The children who had just been pulled into the carriage and were still very excited were called down by these master immortals after entering the mountain forest not far away. In the cold night wind, they were a little confused.

"No, you are going to spend the night in this mountain."

"Come over here."

One of the monks had captured a child with spiritual roots.

After throwing a little powder at random to knock him unconscious, he took out a wine jar from the carriage mountain, and then used a special method to directly stuff the whole person into the wine jar.

Several other people did the same, and soon pretended to be children with spiritual roots.

It is much more convenient to pack children in jars than they are troublesome.

Then they drew their weapons again and looked at the remaining children without a trace of pity in their eyes.

Several of them have children who are only this old.No one knows why they can do this to other people's children?

"Don't be afraid, child, it will only hurt for a while."

Now these children finally know what those wine jars in the car were.

But these master immortals, why did they point their swords at them?

It was the first time they left home, and this sudden upheaval frightened them, making the chattering children quiet down rarely.

They are new to the world, but they also know that something bad may happen next.

At this time, there were suddenly a lot of children, looking behind a few casual cultivators.

"meteor.."

A child called out softly.

Then the next moment, the meteor crashed down.

A young man in heavy mountain embroidered robes appeared behind them, holding a stunned expression in his hand, he hadn't realized his dead head yet.

"Don't be afraid, it will only hurt for a while."

puff!

Until the neck, a lot of blood sprayed out.Only then did they realize that one of their companions had already had his head removed.

Several others wanted to turn around and resist.

But their bodies were as stiff as a stone, and they felt that they were enveloped by a terrifying aura, and they couldn't even move a single finger.

"Senior, calm down! Please spare our lives, we were forced, we were all forced!"

The only Nascent Soul cultivator among them trembled, and reluctantly raised the long sword in his hand.

But Jiang Li knew that sword, the Shushan Liquan sword!

It was the water-attributed flying sword painted by God Late Autumn.

Shura's Dragon Qi revealed its true form behind Jiang Li, and roared at them with murderous intent.

"Speaking of it, you may not believe it. In the next 100 years, you will hope that your soul will be gone."

The burial coffin flew out, and countless tentacle-like roots gushed out of it, dragging all these people in.

Including that head, Jiang Li is planning to simulate the cruelest Fengdu dungeon in the burial coffin.

Just in time, they can be regarded as the first batch of permanent residents!

Grabbing back the two flying swords of Shenshan Qiuhua, Jiang Li waved his hands to tear up several carriages, and saw hundreds of jars sealed with talisman paper inside.

In the world of cultivating immortals, only transfer slaves, monsters, and ghosts use this kind of jar.

They actually stuffed the autumn painting of Shenshan into this place.

This made Jiang Li's anger even stronger.

They broke the jars one by one, and soon a familiar face as pale as paper appeared in front of Jiang Li.

It is the autumn painting of Shenshan that I haven't seen for several months.

Jiang Li stepped forward and was about to hug him, but a tough film of light blocked his palm.

He exerted a little force, but the light film still firmly blocked his palm.

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, the power he brought out with every gesture was astonishing and terrifying.Although it is useless for fear of hurting the other party.

But there was something on Qiu Hua's body that could block his hand.

This did not happen to anyone else.It's impossible for the light film to be the method of those guys just now, otherwise they wouldn't be taken down by Jiang Li so easily.

This layer of energy light film seems to emanate from Shenshan Qiuhua's body.Is it the life-saving magic weapon of Shushan?

At this time, a jade pendant on his body emitted milky white light, and the light film on Shenshan Qiuhua's body disappeared automatically.

Let Jiang Li reach out and hug him up.

It was one of the gifts given to him by Shenshan Qiuhua when he was a guest in Shushan. He didn't tell him the specific function, and Jiang Li always carried it on his body as an ordinary amulet.

Now it seems that this jade pendant should be very important to Junior Sister Qiuhua.

However, he didn't have the time to think about anything else.

Jiang Li hugged her, checked her up and down carefully, and found that her clothes were intact, and there was no obvious external injury on her body, but the internal injury was serious.

It should be this energy that protected Qiu Hua.

But because those guys forcibly refined the flying sword of Shenshan Qiuhua, causing serious injuries to its origin, the current situation is still quite dangerous.

Chapter 328

"Um~ This is me~ what's wrong~"

Shenshan Qiuhua's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Jiang Li...Senior brother."

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Li, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, her face blushed habitually, but soon turned pale again.

Waking up from a coma, she still didn't understand what happened.

"Don't move, calm down and adjust your breath, if you are tired, go to sleep first."

Shenshan Qiuhua wanted to think, but the severe headache and exhaustion forced her to close her eyes and curled up in Jiang Li's arms.

Jiang Li held the autumn painting of Shenshan Mountain, and the pure wood-attribute spiritual energy was continuously transmitted into her body.

If it weren't for his spiritual energy, Shenshan Qiuhua would have to vomit blood if he said a word now.

Jiang Li had dozens of healing spells and elixirs on his body before, and later took an earth-level elixir, the continuation of the body, Jinjiao Pill.

With the blessing of these states, even if he is seriously injured and dying, he can recover seven or eighty-eight within ten breaths.

After a long period of research, he found that although he could not directly mobilize the hidden energy of these healing states.

But if he uses wood attribute aura alone to perform healing spells, he can also bring out part of the energy.

Therefore, although Jiang Li just learned a basic "Fengchun Technique", the effect that can be achieved is equivalent to a professional medical repair team.

Shushan Jianxiu's natal flying sword was injured, and usually half of his life could be killed at one time.

Shenshan Qiuhua has two natal flying swords, which have been forcibly refined in the past few days, and suffered severe injuries twice. If it weren't for a special energy in his body that protected the core's origin.

She may have died in that wine jar long ago.