What would a normal Mahayana casual cultivator do before crossing the catastrophe

A dark purple ball escaped from the muzzle, broke through the sound barrier in an instant, drew a straight "line" in the void, and flew straight towards the man in black.

It seems that someone has drawn a thin stroke on the rice paper with a brush.

The ink blot spread a little along the paper pattern, but stopped soon.However, when this trajectory was blocked, the round bead spread out like ink dots falling into a pond, with only a very light "poof".

And its power seemed to be as weak as its appearance, after hitting the man in black, it couldn't even tear his outer shirt.

This is as it should be, even a Nascent Soul cultivator, as long as he does his best, he has the ability to make his flying sword break through the sound barrier.And the cultivation of the man in black had already reached the peak of the Mahayana period, it would be really strange if he could still be injured by such a weak impact.

Seeing this situation, the already desperate man in black had a flash of doubt in his eyes, and even couldn't help but had a lucky thought: Could it be that the two previous attacks of this man cost a lot of money, and now there is no way to use it? up?

If so, maybe he still has a chance to survive!

The man in black couldn't move, but his thoughts turned quickly, trying to stimulate his spiritual power to try to relieve his stiffness.However, when he saw the behavior of the weird Mahayana monk half a mile away, his uneasiness overwhelmed his luck again.

The handsome young man curled his lips slightly, looked at him from a distance with a smile that was not a smile, and slowly put down the weird silver weapon in his hand.

Why didn't he keep attacking?

The man in black looked blankly, and immediately, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a misty purple-black smoke.

And this was the last scene he saw in his life.

Qinan stared closely at the area half a mile away that was shrouded in purple-black smoke.The cloud of smoke didn't disperse, but only surrounded a small area, and even the outline of the man in black could be vaguely seen.It deepens from purple to almost black in a very short time, and fades rapidly after a few seconds.

When it completely faded to the same color as the surroundings, only a few fragments of broken magic weapons remained where the man in black stood.

Snapped.

A storage bag among the treasure fragments was broken, and a large amount of sundries scattered out of it, piling up into a hill.

Qinan half-closed his eyes and watched for a moment, then ignored the pile of debris, turned around and walked towards the masked man whom he had killed with two shots.

This person's cultivation base is quite high. Judging from the power of the sword glow before, he should be a cultivator in the origin realm who has successfully crossed the tribulation.He wasn't pretending to be pressed and beaten by this masked man before, it was really too late to react.

He stopped ten meters away, looking down at the half body.

The wound on the corpse looked very strange, without any blood, instead it looked like a very disgusting gray-black viscous jelly, as if a human skin was stuffed with unknown substances.

Qinan frowned, took out a purple-black ball and threw it at the half of the corpse.

chi chi...

It took a full half a minute for the purple-black smoke to finally dissipate, and this time there were more sundries and magic weapon fragments than the man in black.

Qinan half-closed his eyes, and put Killing God into the storage bag.

The power of killing the gods is not too great. If it is used normally, it can at most threaten the monks who are at the peak of the Mahayana stage.Attack speed, distance, and flexibility are all restrictions on it.

In order to make up for these shortcomings, he used other means to assist—whether it is the blood mist that can make the enemy lose the ability to dodge, or the "stuffing" filled in the elixir, he is specially prepared for those enemies that may appear. Prepared "big gift".

Qinan watched the sundries from a distance for a moment, and suddenly frowned.From it, he saw the storage bag that he gave to the Hongyu Chamber of Commerce to hold the [-]-turn spirit stone.With a wave of his sleeve robe, he took the storage bag that originally belonged to him, and there was still a lot of spirit stones in it.However, Qinan frowned even more when he saw this.

Those two people really took out the Golden Crow Core.

What do these two people want to do?

You must know that most of the circles of monks are not much different from ordinary people.

Each sect is the country of monks, and the sect territory they delineate is their territory.

They abide by the default rules of life and practice, just like ordinary people abide by the laws of the country; they are cautious in their words and deeds, like literati and inkmen cherishing their wings; they are running around for cultivation resources, like merchants seeking money...

Because of this, any orthodox monk will not take action to kill other monks at will.

This is a serious crime that will be wanted by the whole Nantianzhou.

The reality is not those stories. The source world has existed since trillions of years ago, and the cultivation world has already developed perfect laws in this long time.

Any monk who dares to violate it is a madman.

Qinan has lived for nearly 400 years, and it's not like he hasn't seen this kind of murderer who lives by robbing and killing other monks.But those people are often low-level or not very well-behaved, but this masked person is a source-level monk—there are no more than a hundred source-level monks in the entire South Tianzhou, and he is unlikely to fall into robbery no matter what. The point of living.

too weird.

Qinan pursed his lips tightly, temporarily suppressing the suspicions in his heart, and took out a jade slip from his sleeve robe.

Tens of thousands of dense messages emerged from the jade slips, including two records:

[Pillion "Wooden Man": It can penetrate through the skin, and the effect is better when injected into the body.After the medicine takes effect, the spiritual power in the recipient's body is solidified, and all mobility is lost in a short period of time.

Cultivators below the source realm will completely lose their ability to move within three breaths (unconfirmed).

For source monks, it needs to be injected directly into the body to take effect.

It can be used in conjunction with "Hide and Seek" to hide the special fluctuations of the potion and disguise it as blood to reduce the vigilance of the enemy. 】

[Pillion "Midnight Owl": When devouring spiritual power, it turns black and purple and adheres to the surface of the item, which can corrode items at the source level.It only responds to the spiritual power of the purity above the golden core stage, and will assimilate it until it is completely devoured.

It can take effect on forces above the source environment (unconfirmed).

It is invalid for Jindan stage and below.

The eroded object needs to lose its resistance, otherwise the effect will be greatly weakened (unconfirmed). 】

……

Qinan crossed out "unconfirmed" in several notes, and then looked again at the hills that had been affected by the fighting.He collected all the remaining things and looked at them one by one, often trying to distinguish some information from them.

Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, and his eyes were fixed on a palm-sized ball that fell out of the storage bag of the man in black.

this thing……

Qinan's face was a little ugly.

This thing is a somewhat broken foundation.And he clearly remembered that just yesterday, the down-and-out cultivator who said to him "I don't want to see you being tricked to death" tried to sell it to him in exchange for cultivation resources.

But now, for some reason, it appeared in the storage bag of the man in black.

Qinan took a deep breath, trying not to think too much.

Maybe Fellow Daoist Long just sold this thing to the man in black ahead of time.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then took out a Qishanyue, and placed it gently on the ball.The light blue petals sway gently in the wind, fragile but beautiful.

Qishanyue, this is the flower that blooms in his hometown.

It only blooms on the branch corners or cliffs of steep mountains, where it is sheltered by high mountains, there is no strong wind, no rainstorm, no hot sun exposure, so this kind of flower is also extraordinarily delicate and gentle.

His mother told him that this is a flower that symbolizes peace and happiness.

Qinan buried them together in the deep sand, looked at them for a while, and destroyed the remaining debris with a blank expression.

He failed to find out the identities of the two men.

After pondering for a moment, he took out the Golden Crow Core that he had just obtained again.

No matter how you think about it, this thing is more suspicious.

But he had seen it before, and couldn't find anything unusual.

Gritting his teeth, Qinan took out a black jade box from the storage bag, paused again, and then slowly opened it.

There is only one bright golden feather in the box, which looks light but weighs more than ten thousand jun.

This is the Golden Crow's Feather, which is the piece that Yu Hong gave him before.

Although it is just a feather, it seems that the number is many times greater than the core of the Golden Crow, but in fact, the Golden Crow is a rare creature surrounded by flames, and these flames will directly burn it after the Golden Crow dies. The fleshy body pointed directly at the inner alchemy with only one essence left.

Therefore, the rareness of the Golden Crow's feather is even more than that of the Golden Crow's core, it can be said that it is hard to find.

Just because its true value is much smaller than the Golden Crow's core, the actual price of the Golden Crow's feather is still far lower than the Golden Crow's core.

But even so, it was once auctioned for a sky-high price of about [-] revolutions of spirit stones.

Of course, this kind of price would definitely not be auctioned in a remote place like Nantianzhou, and as far as he knew, the buyer of the Golden Crow's Feather at that day happened to be the Huangtian Sword Gate of the Great Barren Continent.

Qinan looked at the extremely good-looking golden feather in his hand, a little suspicious that it was the sky-high price feather.

Tsk, this guy Yuhong is really rich and powerful, and he can give away thousands of eight-turn spirit stones as he pleases.Generally speaking, normal Mahayana monks, even those with sect backgrounds, usually have a net worth of around [-] Lingshi.

It is estimated that the young master really doesn't care about this "little money".

As for the grace of saving lives... He is self-aware of such things, but in fact, he just talked about them casually.With Yu Hong's status, there must be a lot of magic weapons to protect his life. Whether it was the last time or this time, even if he didn't help him, he would at most be a little more embarrassed.

He really didn't expect that Yu Hong would think that he was a lifesaver.

Thinking of this, Qinan couldn't help rubbing the bridge of his nose with his knuckles, and clicked his tongue softly.

This guy……

The last time this guy paid the reward, he was afraid that this guy would recollect it later, so he quickly packed up his things and ran away.Who knew that this guy would still look like this when he met again, what the hell is this young master who doesn't know the sufferings of the world?

But last time he was poor, so he had to seize every opportunity to collect cultivation resources... Now that we have passed that difficult time, let's try to return some.

Although people don't necessarily care about him.

Qinan withdrew his thoughts and felt heartbroken for a second for the Golden Crow Feather that he was about to lose for no reason, and then cruelly lit the Golden Crow Feather with the pill fire to start the sacrifice.

He couldn't see the abnormality on the Golden Crow's core, but it didn't mean that he was totally helpless.

As the spiritual power was stimulated to the extreme, complex and magnificent purple secret lines gradually emerged on his fair skin. At first, it was only slightly purple in the pupils, and then the secret lines quickly faded from the end of the eyes, and finally spread all over the body Every inch of his skin added a touch of flirtatious charm to his appearance.

The colorless flame enveloped the Golden Crow's feather, and then slowly, the feather melted away, condensing little by little into a dark golden solution that was not as big as a sesame seed.

Qinan carefully controlled the flame, allowing the solution to transfer to the Golden Crow's core.

"puff."

The solution fell onto the Golden Crow's core, stayed on the surface for a while, and finally slowly seeped in.

Qinan breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew the colorless pill fire.

The twelve spiritual sources in the source world all have different characteristics, but luckily—as he speculated, the Golden Crow bred from the spiritual source is the purest.

The Golden Crow Cores that have never constructed a world have very similar origins.

This also means that even if they come from different Golden Crows, as long as they have never built a world, the Golden Crow's Feather and Golden Crow's Core can fuse together.

After penetrating into the Golden Crow's core, there was no movement for a full quarter of an hour.

However, when Qinan almost thought that he had wasted a Golden Crow's feather because of a wrong judgment, abnormal fluctuations suddenly appeared on the Golden Crow's core, and it began to become uncertain.

stab-

After an illusory tearing sound, a streak of gray-black spiritual power suddenly burst out from the Golden Crow's core.

Qinan stared.

Sure enough, the Golden Crow's core was manipulated.

Being able to tamper with treasures of this level has not been discovered by him... The monks who have this kind of means are probably at least old-fashioned powers of origin.

Qinan took a deep breath, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the Golden Crow's core, put it back into the storage bag, and took out a spare airship to return to his secret realm to throw the Golden Crow's core into it.

Before leaving, he glanced back at the place where the ball formation was buried, pursed his lower lip, and steered the flying boat away.

Those two people seem to have some mysterious background behind them.

Now, although he has eliminated some of the dangers by means, he does not know if there are any more secretive tracking methods remaining.For the sake of safety, I can only put this thing in the secret realm first, and hide elsewhere for a while.It just so happens that Yi Hong seems to be intending to invite him to the Great Barren Island...

Qinan finished these things in a depressed mood, feeling a little bit down for a while.

Thinking about the things he needed basically appeared in the last ten days of the auction, so instead of going back to the auction house, he diverted to Yan Nange's secret realm hidden in the mortal city.

When he came this time, the white hair ball hanging on the mountainside had disappeared. After reaching the top of the mountain, he saw a long-haired white cat that was only as high as a person's calf squatting under a tree and licking its paws. The long, fluffy tail is slapping the ground lightly, looking very leisurely and cute.

In particular, when it saw him, it raised its head and gave a very cute "meow" to greet him.

Jinan: "..."

Qinan was eager to pet the cat to ease his depressed mood.

Seeing this scene, Lord Zhuguangjian, who brought him up, could not help showing a touch of softness on his usually cold and evil face, and said in a low voice: "I remember that it had a long period of voice change when it was young, and its cry at that time was very special. Interesting, just like a little tiger."

Qinan imagined it for a while, and was struck by the cuteness.

He quietly asked Lord Light Sword: "Can I brush its fur?"

Lord Zhuguangjian nodded, and took out a delicate rosewood comb from the storage bag and wanted to hand it to him.

However, at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from not far away.

The two monks were taken aback, then turned to look in the direction of the white cat.I saw that the white cat, which was only as tall as a human calf, suddenly swelled back into a three-eyed monster with a length of [-] meters. The surrounding trees and houses that were instantly crushed were the source of the loud noise.

At this moment, the face of the opposite cat was full of bewilderment, its three eyes were wide open, and it froze in place with the paw it was licking.

Chasing light: "..."

White Behemoth: QAQ

Lord Zhuguangjian watched this scene, and silently stuffed the comb back into the storage bag.

Then he handed Qinan a rake.