Can Scientific Cultivators Penetrate into the Second Dimension

Pushing open the door, he asked Zhao Siming who was standing in front of the door, "What's the matter?"

After seeing Lin Xiu appearing, Zhao Siming breathed a sigh of relief, and then told the whole situation he encountered: "It's like this..."

……

a quarter of an hour later

"That is to say, the whereabouts of the caravan that the shopkeeper of the spring teahouse came from the capital are missing, and you need to help find it?"

"It's not a big deal if it's just an ordinary caravan."

With embarrassment and retreat, Zhao Siming's eyes dodged: "The main reason is that a relative of the shopkeeper is also in the caravan. Junior brother, I have a close personal relationship with the shopkeeper. I can't bear to see him like this..."

Speaking of the latter, seeing that Lin Xiu still had that expressionless expression on his face, Zhao Siming could only explain with an embarrassed smile: "Senior brother also knows that he usually has nothing to do here at Beiwangshan, except to make fun of it." I used some rare gadgets as a pastime, and I happened to hear that there is a market near the capital of Tuguo, so I entrusted the shopkeeper to help purchase some gadgets."

Lin Xiu said "Oh~", and then he understood.

Based on Lin Xiu's understanding of this "Junior Brother Zhao", he may not be called a standard bad guy, but he definitely can't match up with a good guy. He is willing to risk being discovered by the sect just because of that level of personal friendship. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for the risk of punishment to intervene in the affairs of mortals.

But now that the matter involves "Fangshi", the nature is slightly different.

Fangshi, a kind of trading market commonly found among casual repairers.

Different from the internal digestion of the sect, it is difficult for casual cultivators to obtain specific material resources for specific needs by themselves, so some casual cultivators will agree to communicate with each other in a relatively fixed area.

It may have been just a small private trading place at first, but as the number of monks participating in the transaction continued to increase, the popularity also continued to increase, and finally converged into a fixed "square market" in which a large number of monks participated.

In other words, it is very likely that the monks who have a relationship with "Fangshi" are also monks.

For the sake of safety, Lin Xiu asked again the information provided by the shopkeeper, especially the configuration of his missing caravan.

"Brother Lin, you can rest assured. It's not that the shopkeeper of the Spring Tea House has hired some great masters. No matter how strong a mortal is, it will be useless in front of us and other monks. To be on the safe side, my brother specially asked the shopkeeper to hand over a few talismans that mortals can use. For the team leader, if it was just a mortal shot, it would be impossible to intercept it."

Nodding to indicate that he understood, Lin Xiu thought for a while: "Junior Brother Zhao, pack up your things."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lin, Junior Brother must deal with this matter as soon as possible, so as not to delay tomorrow's patrol—"

"Wait, are you going to go alone?"

"Er, what else?"

Looking at Zhao Siming with a blank face, Lin Xiu sighed, and said earnestly: "The environment in Tu Country is dangerous, so don't worry about going out alone."

"???"

No, how could a mortal country, where monks at the late stage of Qi training, not necessarily exist, suddenly become a dangerous place where even the monks at the late stage of Qi training of the sect could not easily go out?

Full of slander and doubts, but looking at the appearance of "Senior Brother Lin", Zhao Siming did not refute from the heart, but honestly praised the senior brother for his "foresight and insight".

After packing up, the two of them stepped on the magic weapon and flew out of Beiwang Mountain, heading for the area where the caravan lost contact.

According to the information provided by the shopkeeper of Chun Tea House, this caravan usually trades along fixed business routes, so it didn't take much effort to find their traces.

"From the traces, it should be here."

After falling from the cracked golden sword, Lin Xiu looked at the messy scene in front of him after putting it away, with a serious expression.

the other side.Zhao Siming, who also just fell from the flying magic weapon, was already full of anger, and the reason for his anger was simple: "These despicable people actually grabbed He Guizong's head."

It's very subtle, Zhao Siming secretly converted his private commission into He Guizong's affairs, Lin Xiu didn't mean to expose it, there are more important things to do now.

"Judging from the remaining aura, the monk made a correct move."

Checking a scorched black depression on the ground, it is obviously from the famous "fireball technique", but the attainment is naturally far inferior to that of the "fireball master" that Lin Xiu foresaw in the outer gate competition, at best it is just training Qi The five-level aura output, but this level of power is not something a mortal can resist, even if that mortal still has a talisman on him.

In the case that he has not mastered the same level of power, even if there is external support, once it is exhausted, he can only be slaughtered.

What really puzzled Lin Xiu was that from the beginning to the end of the attack, the looters who successfully succeeded had no intention of concealing it at all, but walked away with the spoils of war, leaving these traces on the ground. on site.

You know, this is the boundary of Heguizong, the south of the river.

Loose cultivators, sects, families... Not to mention that the various cultivating forces in this land can live in harmony, but no matter how much they fight behind the scenes, at least they must maintain a stable and peaceful situation on the surface. Otherwise, it would really make He Guizong come to an end, and everyone would not be able to benefit from it.

Judging from past experience, once a similar situation occurs in a certain place, there is no need for He Guizong to come forward. The surrounding cultivating forces will deal with the situation as quickly as possible, in order not to give He Guizong a chance to take action. In one case, is there really a local monk who does not know his life or death to do such a thing?

Not to mention that the target of their attack is not another group of monks, but just a caravan of mortals. Even if there is something that they really want to get, they just cover their faces and take it away. These mortals have no resistance at all. The room is far from being able to do this.

"Maybe it's not that simple."

"Uh, Brother Lin, what do you mean?"

Looking away from several mutilated corpses, Lin Xiu exhaled forcefully: "The assailants didn't intend to cover up their tracks. If there is any problem, just find them and 'ask' them."

94. Eliminate evil 1/9

When following the traces left by the attackers, Zhao Siming, who was on Lin Xiu's side, seemed hesitant to speak. Seeing this, Lin Xiu simply said: "If you have any questions, Junior Brother Zhao, just ask."

"No, I just feel that Brother Lin...is he being too cautious?"

In order to explain his thoughts, Zhao Siming quickly added: "Brother is not saying that being cautious is not good, it is better to say that a prudent monk can go further. People who are as cautious as Brother Lin are destined to have a great way!"

"However, it was only a few idiots who made the move this time. They probably didn't know that the caravan belonged to my He Guizong, so they made such a death-seeking act. As long as they are found and punished by Thunder, there is no need to do so. careful?"

To be honest, Lin Xiu understood Zhao Siming's thoughts quite well.

According to what he has seen and heard since he entered Heguizong for more than 15 years, in the territory of Xinan Territory, Heguizong's power is at the height of the sky, from the sect with Jindan inheritance to the nameless person he met by chance on the side of the road. Loose cultivators all shy away from He Guizong.

Under such circumstances, suddenly a group of monks who are not good at practicing Qi dared to do this kind of behavior, and they did not hide their tracks. How strange it looked, so it was reasonable for Zhao Siming to make such a guess.

The problem is, that's based on business as usual.

Assuming that Lin Xiu didn't know about the abnormal situations that happened in He Guizong, and didn't encounter those evil cultivators and weird situations in several sect missions, Lin Xiu would make the same guess as Zhao Siming.

But just because he knows more things, he will subconsciously make this "simple" thing "complicated". For now, Lin Xiu can only hope that he is really too cautious, and everything is just as Zhao Siming guessed. It's just that a group of casual cultivators did this rashly because they were not very familiar with the rules of the practice world in the South of the River...

……

Because none of the attackers existed, or most of them were not in the late stage of Qi training, they had no way to control the flight of the magic weapon and could only walk on the ground, and they did not deliberately conceal their whereabouts, so Lin Xiu and Zhao Siming were very close. Quickly find where they are.

"This is really..."

Looking at the village burning with black smoke in the distance, Lin Xiu opened his mouth, but finally closed it.

"Brave" is no longer enough to describe the behavior of this group of people, "bold" is more appropriate. This situation is like a group of robbers who intercepted and killed a caravan, instead of fleeing and hiding, they swaggered to find a caravan with stolen goods. Kill the original owner to seize the place.

Now Lin Xiu is too lazy to guess their origins and motives. After confirming that there are no monks who make him feel threatened, he directly orders Zhao Siming, who is also burning with eyes beside him: "Junior Brother Zhao stay around, don't let these thieves escaped."

"Leave it on the younger brother!"

Lin Xiu nodded, clasped the Melting Sword in one hand, pointed at the group of monks who gathered in the distance and shouted loudly with the other, and spread out his five fingers.

"Boom-"

Along with a precious middle-grade spirit stone losing its aura, it fell to the ground and shattered. A light blue "fireball" whizzed and flew over a distance of two hundred meters with a scorching heat, and fell into the middle of the field under the gaze of a monk standing on the edge.

"boom------!!!"

The violent fire-attribute aura engulfed dozens of people around in an instant, and the expanding fireball pushed the air to sweep in all directions. Several low wooden houses in the vicinity were directly overturned and flattened, and the whole area fell into chaos for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Xiu patted a few talismans on his body, then leaned down and approached. When a panicked casual cultivator saw him and was about to warn him loudly, he saw a golden red light in the corner of his eyes, which was fleeting. .

In the next second, the energy of the whole body gushed out along the broken neck, leaving the headless corpse in place shaking before falling down.

Leaping past this casual cultivator whose cultivation base was only the third level of qi training and was headed by a piece of sword qi, Lin Xiu, who sneaked into it with the help of the chaos caused by the "RPG technique", killed the monks in it as quickly as possible.

There was no feeling of disgust or resistance, which disappeared when they saw the corpses of the villagers who were randomly abandoned outside the village.

Just like those evil cultivators who were beheaded by himself before, Lin Xiu just repeated similar things now.

With the tenth level of Qi training under the complete sect inheritance, to deal with these casual cultivators who have not even been able to step into the seventh level of Qi training, and their exercises are not systematic, what will naturally usher in is a unilateral massacre without any suspense .

As the bloody smell intensified, some casual cultivators also reacted from the shock, but the first thing they did was not to look for the attacker, but turned around and ran away.

Not to mention, if there were only a few people, Lin Xiu could still catch up, but the number of monks gathered already exceeded forty, and after being blown up by the "RPG" to kill a dozen people, they were cut off by the Golden Sword After a few people, the remaining number should not be underestimated. Even though Zhao Siming, who is on the seventh level of Qi training, is guarding the outside, this order of magnitude is obviously beyond the limit he can handle.

However, facing this scene, Lin Xiu remained indifferent. After putting away the golden sword, he let these casual cultivators flee in all directions. On the contrary, Zhao Siming, who was guarding outside, killed two people with the flying needle weapon and was unable to track them down. He could only look at Lin Xiu with anxious eyes.

"Brother Lin, those people—"

"No problem."

"?"

The next second, a shrill scream came from a distance.

"This is……"

"A few of my friends, they will help to deal with it."

"This, this is it."

Looking at this expressionless "Junior Brother Lin", Zhao Siming only felt that this fellow who called him "Senior Brother" a few years ago was becoming more and more unfathomable.

"Compared to this, what is more important now is their origin."

After the feedback of "everything is going well" came from those three directions, Lin Xiu turned his attention to the village that had been mostly flattened by the explosion and the aftermath of the sword energy in the battle just now.

Although it is weak, there are indeed a few auras left in it, which are also deliberately left by Lin Xiu. After all, we still need to know how they got together, and how they dared to attack the caravan, not to mention killing a village. Crazy move.

"Leave the interrogation to the younger brother."

Looking at Zhao Siming, who took the initiative to invite Ying, Lin Xiu couldn't help being stunned, and then saw the blue flying needle slowly floating in his hand: "In that case, I will leave it to Junior Brother Zhao."

Walking outside the village, Lin Xiu first blasted a big hole with magic, and then carried the corpses down. Under such circumstances, there was no way to bury the villagers one by one.

During this period, the three "people" who were secretly sent by Lin Xiu to the surrounding area for vigilance also returned, silently waiting for Lin Xiu to finish these things.

"Phew~ I'm sorry I couldn't make it in time."

He chopped down an ancient tree with a golden sword, cut it roughly into the shape of a tombstone, and then pressed it down with spiritual power to fill it up.

"However, they will go down to accompany you, even if there is hatred and revenge, it will be revenge."

After saying this, the sound of footsteps came from behind, Lin Xiu frowned and put away the three "people", then turned around and saw Zhao Siming without accident...

— Pale complexion.

"Senior Brother Lin... He Guizong..."

The lips were slightly pursed, and the parting was only half a quarter of an hour. This disciple of He Guizong, who was still in high spirits just now, actually had a tendency to break his heart at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiu couldn't help but sink in his heart.

However, unlike Zhao Siming, because he already knew some things in advance, he would not fall into the brink of collapse after a certain amount of psychological preparation.

"Let's go back first."