Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

Qiu Luo took Lin Jinran back to Yunjian City, which is very close to Xuyunzong, the largest sect in the south, where monks gather, and the annual trading market is a grand gathering for monks to exchange what they need.

Lin Jinran said that he was "unwell", so the two found an inn to stay. Qiu Luo carefully took the red lotus flower that he had finally picked off from the ring and handed it to Lin Jinran.

The dark red petals are as bright as blood, blooming layer by layer like a lotus flower, and the root system is wrapped in a pot of spiritual soil potted specially transplanted with spiritual grass to ensure that it can always bloom unbeaten.

Holding the potted plant, Qiu Luo carefully looked at this rare top-grade flower, and said, "Master, I have seen this flower from the Pharmacopoeia of Yaoxian Valley, and it is supplemented with more than a dozen herbs such as liuxiang, green alfalfa, and licorice. , you can refine the 'Ningqing Pill' which is specially designed to cure demons and restore consciousness, take one pill a day, take it for seven to 49 days, and the demonic barriers will disappear."

Qiu Luo was born with a talent for plants, and he was familiar with the refining methods of all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs, and secretly searched for a lot of pills from the Immortal Medicine Valley.

He watched Lin Jinran glance at him thoughtfully, and suddenly realized that the current master didn't even remember that he had been poisoned by the nightmare poison.

Qiu Luo hurriedly added: "I searched around the Xixian Spring before, and only this strange flower was the most valuable, so I picked it, thinking that in the future, Master will definitely use it no matter whether he is going through tribulation or ascending. "

Lin Jinran gently stroked the petals of the red lotus flower, and sighed: "Just for this, you have suffered the poisonous poison of the poisonous emperor's sky python? Don't do such stupid things in the future, just a strange flower, how come Is it worth the risk for you?"

"It's just a strange flower, it's a treasure!" Qiu Luo couldn't help retorting.

There are many pills in the world that can improve cultivation and spiritual power, but those that can restrain and eliminate demons are very rare. Every one is a priceless treasure, not to mention the evil poison that can infect the soul. The source, the general detoxification method is useless at all.

Lin Jinran smiled and said, "Since it's a treasure, you can keep it for yourself in case you need it."

Qiu Luo shook his head like a rattle drum: "I'm still too early to pass the catastrophe, and besides, my skill in refining medicine can't compare to Master, so Master should stay here."

Lin Jinran didn't think otherwise, nodded and said: "Okay, when I get back to the sect, I'll refine it and prepare it."

Qiu Luo felt helpless, not prepared, you have to take it yourself, the medicine can't be stopped, master!

Lin Jinran stared at this strange flower constantly exuding a beautiful and delicate fragrance, silently lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

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It coincided with the annual trade fair in Yunjian City. In order to collect the remaining auxiliary materials, Qiu Luo asked Lin Jinran to rest at the inn and went out to visit the trading market by himself.

Qiu Luo was born with a very keen sense of smell for herbs and plants. He walked around the market and collected a lot of rare herbs that could be used. When he returned happily, he was attracted by a corner stall full of monks. looked away.

It was not a stall selling medicinal herbs and spiritual plants. There was only one dark blue irregular spar in the booth. It seemed to contain infinite mysteries. If you look at it a little more, monks who are not strong enough may feel dizzy , and more seriously, the consciousness will be injured.

Qiu Luo glanced at it inadvertently, and felt a powerful soul force attracting him.

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately felt a hidden consciousness in his body ready to move.

Qiu Luo's face changed slightly, and an ominous premonition came to his heart. Could it be that the soul of the book walker who once occupied his body is still not completely dead?

Treasures linked to the power of the soul have always been hard to come by. No wonder there are so many monks crowded in this humble booth.

Qiu Luo squeezed into the crowd of onlookers. The boss was an old man with a gray beard. His cultivation level seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, which made it hard for people to see through. The old man with the white beard looked impatient with the monks who came to ask the price.

"This soul-gathering stone was obtained by the old man from an ancient secret realm after a narrow escape. It will not be sold or sold. Only those who are destined can get it."

Some monks were dissatisfied: "What is a predestined relationship? You just say a rule."

The white-bearded old man gave him a random look, and said loudly, "Just reach out and touch the soul-gathering stone, and you will see the result."

"What's so difficult about it?" The monk laughed, and immediately stepped forward to touch the soul-gathering stone.

The moment the skin touched the soul-gathering stone, an icy blue light mixed with a biting chill suddenly rushed up, completely ignoring the spiritual power defense barrier, and directly rushed towards the spiritual consciousness.

The monk's whole body shook, his spiritual consciousness was almost frozen, and he quickly let go of the soul-gathering stone while clutching his frozen arm.

"What the hell!"

The white-bearded old man shook his head regretfully: "It seems that I have no chance with Your Excellency."

Qiu Luo took a deep breath. Ever since he regained control of his body, the person who pierced the book disappeared out of thin air, just like when he came inexplicably and took his body away.

He didn't know where the soul of the book walker had gone, maybe it had already disappeared, or maybe it was still lurking in a certain corner of the world.

Maybe this soul-gathering stone can be of some help.

Qiu Luo thought for a while, and the Soul Gathering Stone was bound to be obtained, so he immediately stepped forward and said, "Let me try."

The white-bearded old man squinted his eyes and smiled at him: "Little fellow daoist, please."

Qiu Luo concentrated her spiritual power in her palm, and gently pressed the soul-gathering stone. It looked extremely hard, but who would have expected that it would feel like being trapped in a soft sponge, as if it would suck his palm into it.

Qiu Luo was startled, and it was too late to notice the strangeness, but in the blink of an eye, the crowds, lively stalls, and noisy market all disappeared, even the master disappeared.

The surrounding environment has undergone earth-shaking changes—he was actually teleported away!

Qiu Luo came out from the teleportation light group, and in front of him was an ancient stone gate. In front of the gate, there were two monsters that looked like snakes but not snakes, and dragons and not dragons. Green moss.

He looked down and saw a small ice-blue shard in his palm, apparently a part cut from the soul-gathering stone, which attracted him to this unknown secret place.

"No wonder the old man said that only those who are predestined can get it. It turns out that it is the method of predestined relationship."

Qiu Luo frowned, and there was another sound of footsteps not far away. He turned his head silently, and saw several monks who were about his age walking towards him, and the leader was a disciple of Xuyun Sect.

Each of them has a fragment of the soul-gathering stone in their hands. This small ice-blue fragment covers their cultivation base and spiritual consciousness. That's how you expand your consciousness.

Everything around can only be distinguished with the naked eye.

Suddenly there was a strange face like Qiu Luo, and those people showed vigilance. After seeing him wearing the clothes of Yaoxian Valley's low-level disciples, they were obviously relieved, and their expressions became relaxed: "This Daoist Friend, I don’t know how to call it? Were you also transported to this underground palace because of the Soul Gathering Stone?”

Qiu Luo played with the fragments of the soul-gathering stone in his hand, showing an amiable, harmless and bright smile: "Senior brothers, little brother Qiu Luo, I just arrived here, I really don't understand what's going on, I'm still in Yunjian City Why did I get caught by an old man in the bazaar and come here, my master is probably still in a hurry to find me, do you guys know how to go back?"

The few people looked at each other, and Lou Yan, a disciple of Xuyun Sect who was the leader, sighed and said: "It turns out that Qiu Daoist from Yaoxian Valley, to tell you the truth, came here, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out."

Qiu Luo asked calmly: "How do you say?"

Lou Yan said: "The old man you saw is probably an evil cultivator who everyone in the cultivation world despises. It is conceivable how terrifying the backlash will be when crossing the catastrophe."

"He searched around for monks with abnormal souls, and captured this underground palace. The purpose is to find treasures in the core area of ​​the underground palace for him, and help him survive the catastrophe."

Qiu Luozuo suddenly realized: "What treasure is so powerful? Then as long as we find the treasure for him, can't we leave?"

A yellow-clothed disciple beside Lou Yan snorted coldly: "You are too naive. When that evil cultivator overcomes the tribulation and his cultivation reaches a higher level, we are useless. Naturally, I am waiting for my death!"

Qiu Luo took out a communication talisman from the ring: "Master will definitely come to save me."

The disciple in yellow sneered and said, "Don't waste your efforts, do you think we haven't tried it before? This underground palace is the cave left by the Daoist Master who dominated the cultivation world before he ascended the Tao."

"Everywhere is banned and sealed, and all the treasures outside are useless. They are useless at all. Unless you can go to the core of the underground palace to gain control of the underground palace, otherwise people inside will not be able to get out, and people outside will not be able to find it."

"Besides, Lingxu Sanren is an evil cultivator in the period of crossing the catastrophe. The Yaoxian Valley is almost wiped out by the catastrophe. There are still a few kittens and puppies left. Even if your master finds this place, it is still a food delivery." , I advise you to stop busy, why not come with us to see if there is no chance of escape nearby."

After collecting the information she wanted to know, Qiu Luo calmed down, nodded, and followed behind a few people very low-key, looking for a way out with them.

He noticed that everyone was holding the soul-gathering stone tightly in their hands, and some were big and some were small. The soul-gathering stone in Lou Yan's hand was the largest, and its volume was about the sum of all the people.

Almost everyone looked up to Lou Yan, but are there any disciples from other sects who disobeyed him?Maybe it's gone.

Half a day later, several people gathered in front of a cave behind Shimen. The cave was hewn from a huge mountain, and the inside was pitch black, with several identical entrances.

The disciple in yellow said: "There are only a few caves left that have not been searched. As I said earlier, the core of the underground palace may be inside."

Lou Yan glanced across the entrances of the three caves, and said calmly: "Before, disciples of the Beast Master Sect sent spirit beasts to explore the way. Unfortunately, they lost contact with the spirit beasts and never came out again."

When several people heard this, they all trembled in their hearts.

Lou Yan smiled meaningfully, and casually pointed to a few monks who seemed to be the youngest and with the lowest cultivation level: "Oh, you see, in this underground palace, all the magic weapons are useless, and the consciousness is useless, it's not that I'm cruel. , instead of letting everyone die here, it is better to fight to the death, maybe you can be the first to escape, what do you think?"

As one of the "dead men" who were classified as the first to explore the way, Qiu Luo did not speak, while the other two looked angry and dare not speak.

Lou Yan asked people to tie special ropes around the waists of several people: "Don't worry, after you go in, leave a mark along the way, if you encounter danger, just tighten the rope, and we will pull you out."

Qiu Luo rolled her eyes in her heart, the devil would believe you, leaving so many people alive, she just wanted to kill you with her life.

Although the magic weapon and consciousness are useless, Qiu Luo is not worried, what he is least afraid of is the maze.

"Hey, that one from Yaoxian Valley, hurry up and go in, what are you waiting for!" the disciple in yellow impatiently stabbed Qiu Luo's side with the hilt of his sword.

Qiu Luo repeatedly warned: "This senior brother, remember to pull me out, otherwise I will die."

The disciple in yellow sneered and said, "Don't worry!"

Seeing Qiu Luo's weak, pitiful and helpless figure gradually disappearing in the dark cave entrance, several people couldn't help laughing: "Where did the fool come from? It's a pity that he has such a good skin. People are stupid and have no medicine! Poor man, when we leave here, we must burn incense sticks for them."

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Half an hour ago, Yunjian City Inn.

In the wing room, the red lotus flower that Qiu Luo brought back was blooming in a potted plant in the spiritual soil. Lin Jinran was holding a water bottle to water the flower.

He caressed the bright red petals of the strange flower, and gently plucked off a petal, and a pure spiritual power circulated endlessly among the petals.

"Is it a strange flower designed to overcome demons..."

A black mist gradually formed around him:

"You don't think that a mere broken flower can do anything to me, do you? Lin Jinran, I advise you not to waste your thoughts in vain. Look, weren't you very happy when Qiu Luo hugged your Yujian? As long as you stop suppressing me, you can be happier..."

Lin Jinran didn't even look at it, just turned a blind eye to it, and only focused on admiring this gorgeous red lotus: "Are you afraid of it?"

The shadow with the same face as him paused for a moment and sneered, "It's a joke."

Lin Jinran stuck the petals of the red lotus flower between his eyebrows, continuously absorbing the strange spiritual power, and before the black shadow could say any more bewitching words, he stretched out a hand like lightning, and strangled the black shadow. Shadow's neck.

It was obviously a mist without substance, but Lin Jinran held the black shadow in his palm, and gradually turned into mist again, and swallowed it into Lin Jinran's mouth bit by bit!

Sombra's face changed drastically: "What are you doing?!"

Lin Jinran's indifferent expression gradually evoked a hint of a smile that was not a smile: "You have tried every means to confuse me and try to control me. Why don't I want you to be used by me? As long as I can control you, what will the little devil do? .”

Heiying was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Lin Jinran, I underestimated you, so you have already—"

Before the words were finished, the black mist had dissipated into nothingness, Lin Jinran's expression changed drastically, and the consciousness attached to Qiu Luo's body was cut off artificially!

His dark eyes flashed sharply, and in a blink of an eye, he pushed through the clouds and appeared at the other end of the market in Yunjian City.

A long silver sword blocked the way of the old man with white beard.

The moment he sensed the murderous intent, Lingxu Sanren's brows twitched heavily, and he sacrificed his magic weapon, with a serious expression on his face: "Why does Master Lin block the way of the poor Taoist? The poor Taoist doesn't seem to provoke your Cangming Sword Sect, does it?"

The silvery white sword light pointed at his nose, and Lin Jinran's plain white Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and said coldly, "Hand over my disciple, and I will spare your life."

Lingxu Sanren was taken aback, when did he snatch the disciples of the Cangming Sword Sect?

"Pindao doesn't know what your Excellency is talking about!"

Lin Jinran's brows were like frost and snow: "Looking for death."

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Almost at the same time, in the cave of the secret underground palace, Qiu Luo was lazily leaning against the corner of the stone wall, with a soft cushion made of weeds on his back, holding a sweet corn cob in his mouth, gnawing boredly.

Several slender vines continued to extend from his body, exploring the way around in the criss-crossing caves, and when they reached a dead end, they consciously cut off the branches and regenerated new ones.

I don't know how long it took, the hardworking little vines were almost exhausted, and finally found the only correct passage!

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