[Transmigration Book] Hidden BOSS

The mottled and impure spiritual energy in the human world is not conducive to Long Jue's cultivation, but he has already found a solution after so many rebirths. Wearing green dragon scales can not only make his cultivation more effective with half the effort, but also absorb the energy absorbed from the outside world. The mottled aura is purified one by one.

Long Jue retreated in the fairy world for a few days to stabilize his cultivation base that had already broken through to No.16, and then went to the place where he found the black snake in the human world according to the memory of his previous life.

In a deep and dark valley, the dazzling sunlight was blocked by dense and layered trees, leaving only a few tiny rays of light still standing firm. There was a pool of water in the depths of the valley, which was clear but lifeless.

Long Jue stood on a piece of bluestone next to the pool, looking at the lifeless pool with flickering eyes, it was completely different from his appearance when he came here in his last life.

In the previous life, the concentration of aura gathered by the pool water was even stronger than that of the fairy world. Long Jue always thought that this place was naturally formed, and the black snake who had cultivated to the point of becoming a dragon just happened to be here. Born to cultivate, but now it seems that the black snake probably did it on purpose?

Thinking of this, the corners of Long Jue's mouth inexplicably raised a little bit, an assistant who cultivated dragon transformation by luck and an assistant who cultivated dragon transformation by strength, obviously the latter one was more reliable.

Long Jue bent down, and passed through the water with his white and slender fingers, but there was not even a trace of water stains when they came out of the water, looking down at his palm, he said to himself: "Not only is there no spiritual energy in the water, On the contrary, the devilish energy is stronger." How did that black snake turn this place into what he saw in his last life?

Just when Long Jue was deep in thought, a young man in muddy clothes with a bamboo basket on his back pushed through the bushes blocking the road and climbed in with great effort. The ones were also stained with blood.

The boy sat on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his dirty little hands. He rested for a while before raising his head to stand up, and then saw Long Jue not far away at a glance.

The snow-white brocade robe, the long ink-like hair casually tied behind by a silver headband, the tall nose, the thin lips, the delicate and handsome profile looming in the light mist, the young man was dumbfounded Staring blankly at the front, he couldn't bear to blink his eyes. In his heart, this tall and straight figure stood there, elegant and graceful, as if a fairy descended from the world.

Long Jue has sensed that there are mortals coming this way. He has lived in the human world for the longest time in these lifetimes, and he knows that there are also monks who want to ascend to immortality in the human world, so he didn't deliberately dodge. Wandering in the human world as a monk.

Glancing in the direction of the young man, Long Jue just moved his mind and wanted to leave to take a look around, the young man who had been stunned for a long time suddenly came back to his senses, and came running towards Long Jue .

Long Jue looked inexplicably at the young man who suddenly ran over, feeling a little curious in his heart, so he stopped where he was, wanting to see what he was going to do.

The young man was lying on his back one step away from Long Jue, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, he kept pleading with tears in his voice, "Master Immortal, please save my sister, please save her. "The blood on his face mixed with tears made him look even more embarrassed.

"Your sister?" Long Jue waved his hand, and a stream of immortal energy gently supported the young man lying on the ground.

The young man saw that the immortal in front of him just moved his hands, and he stood up uncontrollably. He became more and more convinced that he was lucky enough to meet an immortal. He wiped his face carelessly, then sniffled, Started talking about his sister.

In fact, not only his sister, but most of the people in the entire village where the boy lived suddenly fell into a coma, and some of these people who fell into a coma had already died silently.The teenager's parents also passed away a few days ago, leaving only his seven-year-old sister still in a coma and unable to wake up.

The young man rubbed his sour eyes and said, "There are only dozens of people in the whole village who are still awake. The uncle in the village said that it was because someone disrespected Lingjing, so Lingjing suddenly punished the village." He said He suddenly took down the bamboo basket behind him, and took out an earthen jar from it to show Long Jue, and then pointed to the pool of water not far away, "We don't dare to drink the water in the Lingjing now, all Come out and find the river to drink."

"But our family is really not disrespectful to Lingjing, Lord Immortal, can you save my sister, I have only one relative." The boy knelt down again, crying and shouting.

When the young man mentioned Lingjing, Long Jue's heart suddenly moved. Seeing the young man's dirty appearance, he frowned, cast a small purification spell on him, and then asked, "The Lingjing you mentioned ...what does it look like?"

The boy lowered his head and was staring at his suddenly clean hands in a daze. After hearing Long Jue's question, he quickly raised his head and said everything he knew.

"I heard from my mother before that this spiritual well seems to have existed a long time ago. People in the village draw water from this well for food and use. My mother said that this water can prolong life, cure all diseases and keep youth forever. Seeing Long Jue frowning, the young man thought he didn't believe him, and quickly waved his hands and said excitedly, "People in our village can live to be more than 100 years old, and everyone is in good health, and people from nearby villages often come to our place." Fetching water, I heard that if you are sick, you will be cured if you drink this water, and the village chief said that this spiritual well is protecting us."

Thinking of the current situation in the village, the young boy's excited mood sank again. He lowered his head and said sadly: "But he won't protect us now."

Those miraculous effects that the young man said after drinking the spiritual water generally have to contain a very strong spiritual energy to have such an effect, and the pool water here in the previous life also had such an effect... Thinking of this, Long Jue took a step forward Picking up the young man's wrist, he probed into his body. He found that his meridians are tough and his spiritual root is outstanding, so he is a good seedling.

If it weren't for his own outstanding talent, then this Lingjing is indeed somewhat extraordinary.

As for what the young man said about the coma in the village, Long Jue was also a little uncertain about the reason, and could only deduce it after seeing the person. Pulling the young man's wrist, Long Jue said in a flat tone: "I'm thinking about it in my heart. Your village, I will take you back."

The young man looked up at Long Jue who was holding his wrist, and following his light tone, a cold breath seemed to rush towards his face, and the young man was in a trance for a while.

After a while, Long Jue looked down at the top of the boy's head, and said helplessly, "Calm down."

The boy rubbed his nose in embarrassment, then quickly closed his eyes and thought about his own village.

The immortal energy emanating from Long Jue's body that was thicker than the mist in the valley enveloped the young man beside him, and then disappeared in place.

At the entrance of the village, Long Jue let go of the boy's wrist and looked at the crude village in secret. There was a faint light glowing directly above the village. It stands to reason that the feng shui of this village is very good, and the situation that the boy said should not happen.

The young man was shocked at first that he returned to the village suddenly, and then came back to his senses, he looked at Long Jue excitedly and expectantly, not daring to tug on Long Jue's sleeve, he could only spin around in a hurry and said, "Master Immortal, I'll take you to see my sister."

Long Jue motioned for him to lead the way ahead.

Walking into the village, most of the houses on the street are built with mud and stones, and the only few thatched houses are absolutely rare. The fence in front of each house has a few cattle, sheep or horses. As a person who has traveled to many places, in his opinion, the living standard of this remote village can be regarded as upper-middle class.

The young man led the way and ran quickly, while Long Jue looked around and followed behind the young man as if taking a walk, keeping a distance of one step between them.

Running to a downhill road, the boy stopped, put his hands on his knees and panted for a while, then raised his finger and pointed to a house below, and said to Long Jue, "That's my home."

Long Jue glanced at the direction he pointed, and didn't rush down, but looked sideways at a thatched hut not far away, to be precise, it was a thin and small child sitting in front of the thatched hut.

They almost crossed half of the village just now, but they didn't see anyone on the road, but Long Jue sensed that there were indeed people in the house.

The thin little child was nestled next to a locust tree in front of the thatched house, his messy hair covered half of his face, and the exposed black eyes were staring at Long Jue without blinking.

The child's stare at him was too strong, and he felt uncomfortable, Long Jue frowned, and asked the boy in a low voice, "Who is this person?"

The young man glanced over there, his shoulders flinched, he couldn't help but hide behind Long Jue, and said in fear: "The village chief said that this person was disrespectful to Lingjing."

The child who had been nestling there quietly all this time moved suddenly, he stood up and took a step forward and then stopped, still looking at Long Jue without blinking.

Only now did Long Jue realize that the child's wrist was actually tied to a tree.