Looking at each other from a distance, they just missed each other as strangers, and there should not be any intersection.
But An Jiqing faced a foundation-building monk and several ninth-level qi-training monks, and had no strength to resist. In this life-and-death crisis, he couldn't think of a way to escape, so he could only think of ways to delay!
Otherwise, if he is killed, these people will directly take away all his storage bags, which will happen in an instant.
The master died just now, and the apprentice will die today. All of An Jiqing's plans will come to nothing, no way!
So in a very short period of time, he invented another monk who had obtained more storage bags, hoping to delay time and find an opportunity to escape.
Although the matter is fictitious, people must have it, otherwise it will be easy to reveal their flaws, so I chose the monk I had seen from a distance before.
He wanted to lead the way to find the monk.
As for what will happen after finding the monk, I can't control that much at the moment.
How can he be able to build a foundation as a casual cultivator, and be able to lead a group of ninth-level Qi cultivators with him? How can he be such an easy person?
An Jiqing's delaying method was a bit ridiculous in the eyes of this casual cultivator.
It would be easiest to kill directly without giving the opponent any chance to stand up and let the opponent lead the way? Who knows if he is thinking of taking him to some dangerous place. After all, he is just a small foundation-building monk and also very weak.
He thought of waiting for the other party to finish speaking, superficially agreeing, and then taking advantage of the other party's relaxation to deal with him in the safest way with the minimum cost.
But as a foundation-building cultivator, although his attention was focused on the casual cultivator in front of him, he never relaxed his control over the surrounding situation. He found that when the other party said that there was a ninth-level Qi training cultivator with more than a dozen storage bags When he was storing the bag, several of his companions looked a little excited, and he knew that it couldn't be dealt with so simply.
He is a casual cultivator, and he was also a qi cultivator before. He was able to build the foundation with the help of several companions. Some people died, and they are the only ones alive at the moment. He promised that after building the foundation, he would also find a way to help several people build the foundation. base.
I know the difficulty of casual cultivation. Although I have achieved foundation building, what can I do? If I want to take a step closer, it is unrealistic to rely only on myself.
At this moment, he could settle this matter with one word, but if there were too many such things, it would inevitably alienate his companions.
So I asked one more question: "How far?"
I made up my mind that if the other party dared to say that he was thousands of miles away, he would kill him directly.
Although he also didn't know why a large number of creatures died, but it had just happened a few days ago. How far could this seventh-level Qi practitioner go?
"It's not far, less than half a day's journey!" An Jiqing quickly replied with joy.
So close? It seems like I really have to go and see it.
After the casual cultivator made eye contact with several of his companions, he noticed in his mind: he was following this casual cultivator to find the ninth-level Qi-training cultivator who had more than ten storage bags.
He dared to go mainly because the other party was a casual cultivator with no identity background. If he were a disciple of a sect or a cultivating family, he would never make such a choice.
Secondly, the other party said that he knew the general direction of the monk's departure, which meant that he was not completely led by the other party, which made him feel more at ease.
Since he started leading the way, An Jiqing has been constantly searching for a balance between anger and tolerance.
He was stripped of all his clothes and ran on the ground to lead the way. That was all. If he slowed down a little, a figure would inevitably appear behind him and kick him in the back, causing him to roll over.
Even after falling to the ground, flying swords would come straight to some parts of the body. He could feel that if he got up a little later, the other party would definitely attack without mercy.
An Jiqing had forgotten how many times he felt cruel in his heart, and in the end all that was left was numb running.
In the world of immortality, those who have strength can do whatever they want, but for the weak, even cowardice and dignity are luxuries.
In sharp contrast to An Jiqing, there was a sneer on the corner of the casual cultivator's mouth. To keep running at this speed, he must constantly consume the spiritual energy in his body to do it. No matter what the casual cultivator has planned, he will not give it any A chance to escape.
An Jiqing, who was running numbly, felt the spiritual energy in his body being continuously consumed, and felt a little desperate in his heart. It seemed that he had no chance of turning over except for pulling an unlucky guy.
I don't know if An Jiqing's inner expectation had an effect, but a powerful and oppressive consciousness suddenly appeared.
For the sake of safety, Sanxiu Jiji and his companions flew close to the ground with their swords. Feeling this spiritual consciousness at this moment, they were frightened and stopped in place for an instant, not daring to move, as if they were lifeless wooden figures.
It was confirmed that a powerful high-level monk appeared in the foundation building of casual cultivators. This was the first time they encountered this kind of thing. However, there were rumors in the world of immortal cultivators that low-level monks are like grass and trees to high-level monks. As long as they don’t move recklessly, , basically nothing will happen. Although monks have different personalities and are not absolute, it is often the case.
A beautiful female cultivator swayed left and right in the sky with drunken eyes. Occasionally she disappeared for an instant and then reappeared in other places and continued to do so. In addition to cultivating immortals, many cultivators have unique hobbies. It is obvious that this powerful female cultivator Xiu likes to get drunk and is currently immersed in the erratic feeling after drinking.
If high-level monks want to be as drunk as ordinary people, they not only need the quality of the spiritual wine to be good enough, but also need to voluntarily immerse themselves in it. If they are willing, they can wake up in an instant.
The female cultivator appeared instantly, and several young cultivators appeared in her consciousness. To her, this was like an ordinary scenery, uncaring, swaying, and about to leave.
"Help!" Although the consciousness that passed by was powerful, it just passed by and did nothing to them. An Jiqing looked at the guys who looked at him with different eyes and shouted with a sneer.
It's not that he doesn't know the danger of doing this, but he has no choice. If he can't survive, he might as well drag these guys to die together.
The female cultivator who was about to leave, her eyebrows slightly raised, made a casual move and no longer cared about it, and returned to her original state.
A stream of light appeared as she waved her arm, and then disappeared instantly. When it reappeared, it appeared directly in front of An Jiqing's eyes.
As if the ice and snow were melting, An Jiqing's life was withering away silently.
After a while, the high-level female cultivator disappeared without a trace. The remaining few people were grateful for the rest of their lives: Fortunately, whoever touched them died, rather than whoever touched them all died together. They could meet such a high-level cultivator. It's also luck.
