Volume 1 Chapter 570 Many Yuanying

Chapter 570 Many Nascent Souls

The five great masters obviously knew Xiang Kong. Venerable Jing asked Venerable Qiao: "How are the five children recently?"

Venerable Qiao said: "Still the same. It's a pity to lose a magic weapon and a body of magic. Unfortunately, their aptitude is limited and it is difficult to advance."

Venerable Jing shook his head and said: "What kind of person is their master? Alas, it is a pity."

"Why is it a pity? The five brothers and sisters are so affectionate and live happily. Isn't it good? Do you have to have a high level of cultivation to be not a pity?" Zhang Pa retorted.

Venerable Zhi did not argue with him. He chuckled: "Little guy." Then he stopped talking. What Zhang Pa said seemed to make sense, but in fact he was changing the concept. The venerables said that the magic was a pity, and he directly led to personal feelings and mentality, which was completely different.

At this moment, Zhang Pa's mind moved, and he said happily: "I found one!" Master Ping said: "Take me there." Zhang Pa quickened his pace and went straight down the river bank. He walked straight for twenty miles before he found the hidden mouse in a large bunch of flowers. The little guy was guarding next to a black grass.

Zhang Pa knew this thing. Its name was Black Heart Orchid. The jade slip said that it grew in the valley and was extremely poisonous. I don't know how this thing grew on the river bank with a lot of other flowers and plants around it.

Master Ping followed him and was also surprised: "Why did Black Heart Orchid grow here?" Zhang Pa clearly didn't know, but he insisted: "Predecessors may not always be right."

At this time, Zuo Shi and others arrived. Master Zhi took out a jade box and a jade shovel, gently separated the surrounding flowers and plants, cut away the soil, and lifted the roots and stems with the jade shovel and put them into the jade box. Then he said, "There are still twelve species missing."

The left attendant nodded, "The age is a bit low, less than a hundred years."

Zhang Pa took out a spiritual pill and fed it to the little mouse. After it ate it, he patted his head and said, "Continue." The little mouse went forward to look for it again.

When Master Ping saw him feeding the mouse with pills, he said depressedly, "There are not enough people to eat, and you feed it to the monsters?"

In the next two days, everyone looked for herbs on the bank of the Ling River, and finally found four more plants, and there were still eight species missing. Master Jing said, "It seems that we can't find it, let's go back."

Everyone had no choice, they couldn't stay here forever. If they waited for the fog valley to close, they couldn't go out, so they had to return to the living forest.

Zhang Pa took back the hidden mouse, and everyone stood in a shuttle formation and walked back. On the way, they saw traces of fighting in some places, blood was splattered, and there were broken magic tools and torn clothes scattered in the grass. Master Jing sighed, "There were a thousand people when we came, and it would be good if two hundred could go back."

As they were walking forward, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the air, and dozens of lights and shadows flew towards this side in the distance.

Zun Zhi said, "It's time to take care of it now, right?"

Zhang Pa finally understood what Zun Zhi meant by his last look. At that time, they had just rescued a group of monks. Zun Zhi looked at Zuo Shi, who shook his head, and then everyone continued to move forward to look for medicine in Linghe.

Now seeing the light and shadow in front of him, and hearing Zun Zhi say this, it turned out that he was asking whether to save Yuanying.

At that time, more than 30 Yuanying monks died on the battlefield. After the death of Yuanying masters, Yuanying can continue to survive after leaving the body, but if it is caught by someone with ulterior motives and used to refine tools and pills, it is often more terrible than death. After the death of more than 30 people, Yuanying flew out and flew away. It was unknown where it flew. Zuo Shi was unwilling to waste time looking for them. But now that he bumped into them, it was nothing to save them.

The light and shadow that was fleeing madly found the six of them and was even more scared, so they turned around and continued to flee. Monsters can quickly increase their strength by eating monsters, and people can also quickly increase their strength by refining Yuanying with evil methods. So Yuanying is very afraid of people.

There were at least 70 or 80 light and shadow figures, who gathered together just to protect each other and try to survive, but their means of protection were really poor and powerless. Three cultivators were chasing behind them, with the cultivation of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Their running speed was faster than the flying speed of the Nascent Soul, and they were about to catch up.

Zuo Shi said: "These things are the most annoying, just kill them."

Zhi Zun said yes, and waved his jade fan to meet them. When the three cultivators saw the six of them, their faces changed slightly, thinking that they were trying to snatch the Nascent Soul from them. Just when they were about to say something polite, Zhi Zun fanned one of them to death, and then fanned left and right, killing the remaining two, and floated back.

The three cultivators died, and three half-foot-tall little men jumped out of their broken heads, with panic expressions on their faces, chasing the Nascent Soul in the distance. Just now, they were chasing to kill, and now they were chasing to merge into the team to seek protection.

After killing, the team continued to move forward. Zhang Pa suddenly felt that these Yuanying were a little pitiful. When the Fog Valley was closed, they would definitely not dare to go out with the cultivators, otherwise they would be cooked ducks waiting for others to eat. But the Fog Valley was closed, and they could no longer go out. How many days could they survive in the bloody valley? So he asked: "Don't care about them?"

"How to care?" Zhi Zun said: "It's their own fault. Can you care about it?"

But Zhang Pa still felt a little reluctant. Even if these Yuanying did bad things when they were alive, they had died once, right? Now they have become as weak as babies, and have no other ability except flying and escaping. He asked again: "Can the Dingshenzhu hold them?"

Zhi Zun stopped and turned back. The corners of his eyes seemed to be smiling, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be a little disdainful. It was hard to tell what expression he had. He asked back: "Even if you can take them in, I ask you, how to approach them? Will they believe you?"

This is the most important question. These Yuanying no longer dare to believe anyone.

Zhi Zunzun raised his forehead, a wrinkle appeared on his face, and after looking at Zhang Pa for a while, he said, "Let's go." He turned around and started on his way again. Zhang Pa followed reluctantly, and Zuo Shi said behind him, "There are always some things in the world that we can't do anything about."

As if to explain the word "can't do anything about", a bird flew in the sky, as big as a human head, with a fiery red body, red claws and beak, and only black eyes. It flew fiercely and chased those Yuanyings.

The red bird was faster than the Yuanyings and caught them easily. With a peck of its red beak, it caught a Yuanying, and then swallowed it with its neck tilted back. After gulping its neck, it chased the next Yuanying.

Seeing this, Zhang Pa was impulsive again, and threw the Fu Shen Sword in his hand like a flying knife, drawing a lightning streak in the air and shooting at the red bird. The red bird was flying, and suddenly found danger behind it. It flapped its wings, soared a few meters, and the Fu Shen Sword shot into the air.

The red bird was attacked, turned around and saw Zhang Pa, flapped its wings, and rushed over like a cannonball. At this time, Zhang Pa was rushing forward with a big black knife, intending to fight with the red bird. The left servant behind him leaped forward, reached out and grabbed with his right palm, and the red bird died. The infant fire suddenly ignited in the palm of his hand. It didn't take long for the red bird to be burned to only a fiery red inner pill. He threw it to Zhang Pa and said, "Yours." Then he continued on his way.

But this was the world of monsters. Just as he killed a red bird, a large group of them flew over from the horizon.