When he realized that the other party was deceiving casual cultivators, Li Qiao suddenly realized that this was a game specifically targeting casual cultivators.
Using such an old monk to act, some monks from sects or cultivating families can easily see through it, thus avoiding accidental injuries.
Casual cultivators can be offended if offended, but not sect monks. If they meet someone with a strong background, disputes will inevitably arise.
This kind of arrangement for casual cultivators generally excludes family cultivators. Firstly, it is difficult to distinguish, and secondly, some powerful cultivating families are also difficult to provoke.
"You may not encounter an opportunity once in a hundred years. It would be a pity to miss it. It's almost time to start. If you want to go, you have to hurry up." The old monk continued.
"If you can become a disciple of the sect, you will definitely be rewarded in the future!" Li Qiao looked grateful. Then he chatted with the old monk for a few words, and after asking for the detailed location and route, he left eagerly and expressed his gratitude to the previous reception. The beautiful female nuns didn’t even take a second look.
After leaving Zhiji Pavilion, Li Qiao did not continue to stay in Fangshi. He went in the direction guided by the old monk. It was not until night fell that he found a cave as a temporary cave to rest.
Only then did he feel relieved.
Although the situation was seen in Zhiji Pavilion, it was not revealed. Who knows how deep the water is inside?
Pretending to be happy, and coming all the way, I also wanted to be cautious.
Who knows if the other party will have other methods after seeing him as a fish in a urn. Although it is unlikely, Li Qiao does not want to risk his own life.
In the temporary cave, after checking his own situation several times and confirming that no markings were found, he threw all his clothes into the storage bag, washed himself again, and then changed into a new set of clothes. After packing up, he changed direction in the night and left quickly.
There are some dangers in flying with a sword in the dark, but staying away from this place is the most important thing at this moment.
A month later, the casual cultivator who had appeared in Zhiji Pavilion appeared outside a valley filled with white mist.
"It should be here, the trial place of the Blood Spirit Sect." After observing the surrounding situation, he rushed directly into the valley. In his mind, a weak casual cultivator like him would have more power than He is not worth mentioning in front of the huge sect. Killing him is like crushing an ant, and he has no resources, so he has no worries.
But he never thought that although it is easy to kill an ant, it is also troublesome to gather a group of scattered ants.
When this casual cultivator was dying, he didn't even think that he had been cheated. He just thought that this Blood Spirit Sect trial was so dangerous, but he worked hard and had no regrets.
There is some warmth under the body, and there is something cold and soft on the body.
The warmth was the blood that was constantly drained from the large number of wounds on his body, gathering under him, and the cold softness was the fact that a female cultivator happened to lie on top of him and died, her body still not stiff.
There are many dead monks around, and this is not the only place where they overlap.
There are always some people who are slightly different and tenacious in life, but they only delay death for a short while.
This casual cultivator felt that his body was getting colder and colder. He knew that he was going to die. This feeling was not very good. At this last moment, he did not look back on his terrible life. He just wanted to take a serious look at the relationship between himself and himself. It was fate to die with the appearance of a female cultivator, but at this moment, his body and consciousness could not move, so he could only leave this regret.
At the last moment, the figures of several casual cultivators flying by in the distance flashed in his pupils. They should be the winners of this trial... and then his consciousness was forever silenced in darkness.
"I can finally return to the sect and no longer need to consider myself a casual cultivator!"
"How many of you and I are left? Three of them died outside?"
"He is dead. The sect master should have taken revenge."
"Of course"
Listening to the words of these seemingly casual cultivators, one would be surprised to realize that they were originally cultivators of the Blood Spirit Sect.
The Blood Spirit Sect is a sect with the correct name. Some cultivation methods need to be supplemented by the essence and blood cultivation of immortal cultivators. In the years before the establishment of the Blood Spirit Sect, the monks who practiced this kind of cultivation needed to obtain the required essence and blood. Blood, intercepted and killed everywhere.
But if you fight and kill like this all day long, something will happen sooner or later. Not only will the possibility of accidental death be greatly increased, but it will also easily lead to the annihilation of the clan.
It was not until the Blood Spirit Sect was established that things improved. On the surface, the Blood Spirit Sect monks did not like to fight, and would recruit sect disciples from casual cultivators.
But the reality is that the Blood Spirit Sect has improved its techniques. Ordinary Qi training and foundation building can be practiced without blood essence. This greatly reduces the consumption and at the same time, a large amount of blood essence is collected only once every one hundred or hundreds of years.
The lifespan of a qi cultivator will not exceed one hundred and fifty years at most. By the time new casual cultivators grow up, the old casual cultivators will basically be dead.
In the world of immortality, those who die the most are always the lowest-level casual cultivators.
No matter how much you kill, nothing will happen and no one will care.
He acts secretly because he doesn't want to be famous and to prevent loose cultivators from being hard to find nearby.
If there are no casual cultivators nearby and the distance is far away, not only do you have to do it yourself, but it is also easy to conflict with other cultivating forces.
At this moment, facing the scene of the death of a large number of casual cultivators, some of the Blood Spirit Sect monks who came to collect blood essence were not only indifferent, but some also said: "When living beings are enlightened and understand the world, they will always mistakenly think that they are The different one, how stupid.”
I can say this because in the eyes of these sect disciples, it is basically wishful thinking for casual cultivators to want to join the sect.
In the world of cultivating immortals, I don’t know how many casual cultivators know the location of some sects, and then pray for entry. There are also many who cannot afford to kneel in front of the sects. However, this kind of behavior cannot move the sky, nor the earth, nor the earth. Sect monk.
For sect monks, this kind of behavior is like if a maggot from someone else's family comes to the door of an ordinary ordinary person's house. It wants to eat and drink from you, and you still feel that if you don't feed me, it will be your loss.
If that's all, and this kind of maggot can eat and drink you, wait for it to grow up and let it work. It is very likely that it will transform into a butterfly and fly away, or even repay kindness with hatred.
He will not think that he is wrong, he will only think of himself.
For this kind of people who don't know life and death, who don't know the heights of heaven and earth, the sect will directly kill them.
You must know that immortal cultivators pursue immortality, otherwise they will die.
Regardless of whether it is a sect or a cultivating family, the monks at the bottom serve the monks at the top. In the world of cultivating immortals, it is only when the monks in front of them rush to have successors. They never feel that they are not good enough and need to find a successor.
