Marvel's Cultivator

In a corner of Hell's Kitchen in New York, in a dark and dilapidated room, a very old bed was placed in the center of the room. On the bed lay a brown-haired young Caucasian man, with several grudges wandering around him. Exuding a heavy ghostly aura, low hums full of resentment resounded from their bodies.

Suddenly, the young man's fingers moved, his eyes slowly opened, the dilated pupils gradually shrank, and black bloodshot coils coiled around the pupils, revealing a breathtaking light.

"Damn it! How could there be a Nascent Soul cultivator in this world? With such a thin aura, how could he achieve such a level of cultivation?" Li Jun sat up, looked at him and cursed secretly, this is good, months of hard work are in vain, If you use this fragile body to rebuild, it will take more than ten years to enter the heart-beating stage, and Jindan is even far away.

In the world of cultivating immortals, entry is a threshold, and forming a golden core is a peak. If you don’t form a core, then you will always be a member of the grassroots of the world of cultivating immortals, and it will always be difficult to pry into the mysteries of cultivating immortals. In some words, Just amateur.

The golden core period and the fusion period divide the world of cultivating immortals into three worlds. There are very few people in different worlds. experienced?

And it doesn't make any sense to do it like this, has it been cultivated in the dog's belly for hundreds of years?

"Could it be that this is a small world created by some old monster?" Li Jun shook his head, denying his own idea. Whose small world will develop to this kind of era, and it is even more impossible for him to break through the barrier of time and space. No, he can't compare to those great demons who have civilized the entire world of cultivating immortals. How could someone deliberately break through the barrier of time and space to catch him.

"The Nascent Soul monster knows me, what does he mean? Could it be that he died and came here?" Li Jun really couldn't figure it out.

His real age is not very old, he is only 120 years old, and the reputation of Devil Thorn is only about 30 years old. If the other party came after death, how could he have the cultivation base of Nascent Soul? Maybe it will become a Nascent Soul within a hundred years, right? !

Tick-tock, the water leaking from the water pipe seeped from the cracks in the roof and dripped on the small puddle on the floor with a crisp sound. Li Jun waved his hand at the Wraith, and the Wraith turned into black mist and penetrated into his right index finger In the Soul Cultivation Ring.

These vengeful spirits are his last reliance. Now he can only be regarded as a relatively strong mortal. A few pistols will allow him to meet the King of Hades. With the appearance of the Nascent Soul cultivator, it is impossible for him to harvest souls recklessly. , otherwise, what is the difference between sending you to death?

"After harvesting, leave here immediately." Li Jun looked at the chaotic buildings outside the window, on the streets under the dim street lights, in the dark alleys, dark survivors were looking for their prey, he pulled away In the drawer of the bedside table lay an imitation Beretta m9 pistol and a box of ammunition.

"Where did that guy go?" Liu Yuan looked at the empty boiler room and asked, the guy in the red tights left so soon?

"I sent him away." Gu said expressionlessly, she didn't want this cosmic mouth gun king to stay here.

"That's right, by the way, the evil cultivator should not be able to cause any troubles, but he still needs to be careful, he may turn into something else." Liu Yuan nodded, looked at Gu Yi and reminded him, even if he cut Li Jun's body was destroyed, but it is not ruled out that his other body has a higher level of cultivation.

Another look?Gu Yi asked curiously: "Why? Illusion?"

Liu Yuan shook his head and said, "No, he has another body. As long as one body dies, the other body will wake up. I don't know the cultivation level of his body."

Gu Yi looked at Liu Yuan strangely and asked, "Can't you figure out where his body is?"

She felt that this was an easy task for Liu Yuan. With the power of Tianji Technique, nothing could escape his eyes.

"You think too much. Although the art of secrets is strong, it also has many restrictions. I can only vaguely know that he is in the United States, and it is difficult to know the exact location."

Liu Yuan was not wrong, the art of secrets cannot directly help monks avoid future disasters, it can only be regarded as a reminder.

Gu Yi was a little disbelieving: "Didn't you figure out my mind before?"

Everything in her heart can be counted, which is really scary in her opinion. She knows that there are indeed so-called psychic mutants and superpowers in the world, but it all depends on the target.

With the ability of astral projection, even Charles Francis Xavier, the strongest telepath on earth, cannot spy on himself.

After listening to what Gu Yi said, Liu Yuan smiled softly and said, "That was to fool you, I didn't count it, I just saw it."

"How do you know?" Gu Yi asked curiously, she always thought that her expression management was in place, what went wrong?

"A person's thoughts cannot be hidden. It requires a certain level of cultivation. I can see the emotions that people emit." High-level monks are basically useless, very tasteless.

But for monks who like to travel to the mortal world, it is indeed quite practical.

"Aren't you going to take care of it?" Gu Yi said, she felt that Liu Yuan would not let this kind of thing go.

Liu Yuan put his sword back into its sheath, and looked at Gu Yidao with some doubts: "Don't worry, why don't you care?"

Of course he has to take care of the evil cultivator's affairs, but the price must be controlled within a certain range. You can't ignore the backlash and calculate the secrets just to find an evil cultivator, right?It's not worth it at all.

"What if he killed a lot of people? Will he feel guilty, or someone else?" Gu Yi asked, she didn't care about these things, he just wanted to know Liu Yuan's attitude towards ordinary people.

"What else can I do, catch him? This is just a responsibility, not a selfless dedication." Liu Yuan replied, even the law enforcement team in the world of cultivating immortals, it is impossible to forcibly calculate the secrets for a certain criminal.

This follows a voluntary principle, just like the mortal police, it is impossible to take the lives of dozens of people for one person, although the spirit of sacrificing for others is really admirable, but it is only a voluntary Behavior.

It is not cost-effective to take the risk of being backlashed by the heavens for a crippled evil cultivator. After all, just one mutant or super criminal here can beat dozens of Li Jun.

"I understand, then I'll go first, and I'll let you know as soon as there's news." Gu Yi said, raising his hand to draw a secret door.

Liu Yuan suddenly remembered something, and called Gu Yidao: "Wait a minute, your pendant needs to replenish spiritual power."

Gu Yi was stunned for a moment before remembering the pendant that saved her life. She took out the small wooden fan and handed it to Liu Yuan, saying, "Thank you, your pendant saved my life."

"No, you just lack experience, otherwise he wouldn't be your opponent." Liu Yuan took out the wooden fan and injected spiritual power into it.

"Take it, remember to let me know if you have any news."

"I understand." Gu Yi took the wooden fan, glanced at Liu Yuan, turned and left.

Liu Yuan saw Deadpool's combat uniform placed on the boiler: "Whose clothes are these?"