Through the Shared Eye of the Zerg, Zhou Chen felt a very weak but somewhat familiar soul wave among all the slaves.
The strange thing is that this familiar soul wave is not among the more than thirty modern practitioners.
This made Zhou Chen very confused.
If not a modern practitioner, who else would make him feel familiar?
This is my first time in the Shennong Spiritual Realm. How could I have had contact with the aborigines of the Mountain Shennong Spiritual Realm?
Zhou Chen walked around the slave owner and walked to a small cage.
Locked inside were a group of children under the age of ten. Their eyes looked at Zhou Chen with fear, and they were even frightened to tears.
Zhou Chen's eyes rested on a boy who had fainted.
It was this boy who made me feel a familiar soul wave.
Zhou Chen frowned. It was certain that he had never seen this boy before, let alone had any interaction with him.
But why does it make me feel familiar?
Zhou Chen didn't understand.
But now that I’ve encountered it, I’d better buy it first.
"How many spiritual stones do I want him for?" Zhou Chen pointed at the boy and asked the slave owner.
The slave owner's consciousness scanned the boy carefully, thinking that Zhou Chen had discovered something special about the boy, but he didn't want Zhou Chen to miss it.
However, I scanned the inside and outside with my spiritual consciousness and found nothing unusual. He was just an ordinary human boy with average qualifications.
I wanted to raise the price and kill Zhou Chen, but when I saw Zhou Chen's extremely unpleasant image, I could only raise the price falsely.
"If you don't buy these children together, the individual price will be higher."
Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes: "As a mortal child, are you still asking me for a high price?"
Seeing the dangerous light in Zhou Chen's eyes, the slave owner coughed dryly: "How is that possible? It's just five spiritual stones."
Zhou Chen took out three spiritual stones from the storage bag on his waist and threw them to the slave owner.
"Just three."
"Okay." The slave owner opened the cage.
Zhou Chen's soul swept the boy and flew out of the cage, holding one of the boy's legs with one hand and hanging him upside down.
He also sniffed the boy in a perverted way, deliberately showing a satisfied look.
"Not bad, not bad. It can be used to parasitize my babies. It's a good vessel."
With that said, Zhou Chen carried the boy on his shoulders, like carrying pork, and walked out of the slave owner's shop.
Zhou Chen went to the inn to get a room again and spent ten spiritual stones.
Zhou Chen has accumulated more than 300 spiritual stones during this period of time, which can still support ordinary expenses.
The room is very simple, just a futon.
Zhou Chen sat cross-legged on the futon and laid the boy flat on the ground.
He took out a healing elixir from the storage ring worn on his toe.
This trick was learned by Zhou Chen from the foundation-building evil cultivator who attacked Cai Yameng when he was in Shennongjia.
The storage ring was too conspicuous on the finger, and it was better not to expose the wealth as much as possible, so I made a storage bag and wore it around my waist.
And the most important thing is that storage rings are very rare in the Shennong spiritual world.
Soon after the boy took the elixir, he gradually regained consciousness.
When he saw Zhou Chen's evil image, he was so frightened that he rolled over and hid in the corner of the room.
Zhou Chen asked, "If you want to live, just tell me your name and origin of birth." He raised his hand, grabbed the boy out of the corner, and suspended it in mid-air in front of him.
"I...my name is Jiang Ming, and I am..."
"Wait!" Zhou Chen raised his hand to interrupt, with confusion and confusion in his eyes: "Tell me again, what is your name?"
"Jiang Ming." The boy was very frightened and repeated his name tremblingly.
Zhou Chen's brows frowned deeper.
Also called Jiang Ming?
What a coincidence?
Could it be that two people with the same name have similar soul fluctuations?
Zhou Chen now knew who this boy's soul fluctuations were similar to.
It was Jiang Ming, the foundation-building monk who was killed and liberated by himself three days ago!
"The soul fluctuations are similar, even exactly the same, and they are both called Jiang Ming. Is this a means of seizing someone's body?" Zhou Chen speculated in his mind.
Zhou Chen didn't believe that two people with the same name would have the same soul fluctuations. There must be secrets that he didn't know about.
Moreover, Zhou Chen had a hunch that the name Jiang Ming might have some connection with the entire Shennong spiritual world.
Zhou Chen knew that he would definitely not be able to figure it out if he thought about it blindly, so he could only put the matter aside for the time being.
He said to the boy: "If you want to live, just follow me honestly and I will keep you safe. If you dare to run around and be caught and eaten alive by others, don't blame me for torturing your soul again. Even if you die, you won’t be able to escape!”
I thought my words would scare the boy, but I didn't expect the boy to kneel down and kowtow.
"Senior, please accept me as your disciple!"
Zhou Chen was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Do you have a blood feud, so you want to take revenge after you succeed in cultivation?"
The boy shook his head firmly: "Although my family and the village where I lived were slaughtered, I don't hate the enemy who destroyed everything about me. What I hate is this world."
Zhou Chen raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with this world?"
The boy said: "In my impression, immortal cultivators should be a group of experts who slay demons, protect the Tao, and cure diseases and pray for mortals. They should not be villains who do whatever it takes to cultivate themselves!"
Zhou Chen's heart moved, and he felt that he had grasped an important point, but he had no clue.
So he asked again: "If you say that, you are not afraid that I will kill you. After all, I am also a villain in your mouth."
The boy shook his head firmly again: "You are not. My instinct tells me that this is not the real you. You will help me, right?"
Zhou Chen already knew that this boy, or the man named Jiang Ming, was extremely extraordinary.
But Zhou Chen didn't know where Bufan was.
Since the boy wants to become an immortal, then he will help him.
"Okay, I'll take you to cultivate immortality, but I won't accept you as my disciple."
Zhou Chen said as he passed on to Jiang Ming a top-level immortal cultivation technique.
This cultivation method has extremely strict requirements on the talent of the cultivator.
Zhou Chen wanted to see what was special about Jiang Ming and whether he could succeed in cultivation.
For this purpose, he also took out ten spirit stones, arranged a small spirit gathering array, and personally guided the boy on the path to immortality.
The boy sat cross-legged on the ground in an elegant manner, running the top immortal cultivation techniques in his mind.
Just as Zhou Chen expected, although the boy's qualifications were very ordinary, his affinity for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was outrageously terrifying.
It takes one second to feel the spiritual energy, and two seconds to successfully absorb the spiritual energy into the body, as if it was born for cultivation.
The spiritual energy in the ten spiritual stones was quickly absorbed by the boy.
The boy opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Chen, indicating that he wanted to absorb more.
Zhou Chen snorted: "You are so powerful, you have the ability to earn spiritual stones by yourself. My spiritual stones are not easy to come by, so I won't give them to you!"
With that said, Zhou Chen stood up.
"I'm going to do some errands with you first. After I finish my errands, I'll take you outside to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Otherwise, the spiritual stones in my body won't be enough for you to practice."
Zhou Chen already had a guess in his mind. Jiang Ming must have a direct relationship with Shennong's spiritual world. In short, it should not be detrimental to him.
And according to his terrifying cultivation speed, foundation building is not very far away.
I still don’t know how long I will stay in the Shennong Spirit Realm and how I will leave, and I have no clue.
If he stays here for a few decades, the boy might become his huggable thigh in the future.
