Chapter 58 It’s him! !is her! ! Lin Qing walked out of Lin San's home. They did not come out to see him off, but lay in the few gaps and watched him leave.
Lin San's eyes showed hope for the future.
The two children showed their anxiety about the future.
Walking on the desolate street, Lin Qing kicked the loess under her feet and looked at the people who were like walking corpses.
The sky is gray, and some earthy colors can be seen, which adds a bit of pressure to the city.
Lin Qing followed the main road of the city and headed outside the city. He wanted to verify Lin San's statement.
He is not so stupid that he just believes what others say. After all, in this world of cultivation, what you see may not necessarily be true.
And the fragments of his consciousness were still motionless in the bronze statue, which also gave Lin Qing time to move.
When I arrived outside the city, I saw an endless wasteland. I grabbed a handful of soil at random, and it turned out to be loess mixed with fine sand.
He wanted to take a closer look, but the fine sand slipped gently between his fingers.
"It looks like it's really something that can't survive."
Lin Qing studied computers in her previous life. Regarding agriculture, she could only listen to the chatter of the older generation and vaguely remembered that this kind of soil seemed suitable for growing fruit trees. Moreover, there is a faint fluctuation of spiritual power in the soil here. It seems that the effect of spiritual power is like chemical fertilizer in the previous life.
Lin Qing looked around as he walked, and he did see many large holes dug out, and he could vaguely see the shriveled seeds half buried in the soil.
Lin San didn't lie, they really tried hard.
Slowly, Lin Qing came to the only green vegetation. His figure was erratic at the moment, and it seemed that he could see things behind him through his body.
After knowing the importance of food to Jincheng, he disappeared when he left the city to ensure that some of his actions would not attract the attention of the Jincheng monks.
And above the only green vegetation, there was indeed a monk in the Dan Formation stage patrolling with several monks in the Foundation Establishment stage.
The pill-forming monk sprinkled spiritual power on the ground from time to time, and several monks in the foundation-building stage also followed suit.
This scene made Lin Qing a little envious. It was like a fully automatic drone fertilizing?
At this time, he heard one of the Foundation Establishment disciples wearing gray clothes say:
"Master, we use our spiritual power like this every day, and we don't know what the harvest will be like this year. I'm going to starve to death."
The pill-forming monk stroked his beard and smiled, and continued to exert his spiritual power.
"Haha, disciple, these crops are just like your wife's. If you keep taking care of her, you may not get a good look from her, but once you stop taking care of her, she will return to her parents' home in a minute, leaving you with both life and money. "
As soon as these words came out, several Foundation Establishment disciples burst into laughter, which made the Foundation Establishment disciple who spoke first turn red and mumble something unknown.
Lin Qing fell into silence again after hearing this, not only about the harvest here, but also about the silence and critical words.
After staying here for a while, he went around the city to the next place of green vegetation.
It was still as he saw before, a pill-forming monk and several foundation-building disciples were radiating spiritual power.
But the crops there are growing much better, probably because the city blocks the wind and sand, but the complaints from those disciples can still be heard.
After going around in circles, Lin Qing changed his face again, entered the city, and found a tavern that could barely be regarded as an inn to stay.
After receiving Lin Qing as a guest, the shopkeeper was obviously a little favored. Even the big yellow dog lying in the courtyard, so thin that his bones could be seen, became excited.
Thinking about it, given the situation in Jincheng, the fact that this store is still open can be considered a good business operation.
It was getting dark. Lin Qing stood in front of the shaky window and watched the pedestrians hurriedly home below. The street soon became deserted.
The sky turned dark, and the howling wind blew the wooden windows, but he didn't care at all.
His attention was entirely focused on the spiritual consciousness that entered the bronze statue. In his induction, this part of the spiritual consciousness had already begun to move.
And the scene in front of him also began to change. His consciousness passed through a corridor and entered a new scene.
The surrounding environment also changed from pitch black to a little bright.
Only then did Lin Qing see the surroundings clearly, and saw that he was in a huge pool of blood, surrounded by dozens of dragon-head statues with their mouths open, and blood spraying from them.
He looked around and found that he was now in a huge empty room. There was no furnishings in the room, only this huge pool of blood. "What is this?" Lin Qing's eyes flashed with doubts, and she felt that her brain was not full.
He felt a little regretful at this time. Some of the evil cultivator's methods were found in the sect's records. The specific operating techniques could be roughly understood.
But because Lin Qing was too lazy, she never read those books.
When the book is used, it will be less regretful. This is probably what it is about.
Just when he was thinking about leaving the blood pool and walking around, the door opened.
It was a heavy bronze door, about half a meter thick, and it made a dull sound when it was pushed open.
The door is open, but there is no light outside, and some are still dark.
At this time, a faint coughing sound came from outside.
"Cough cough."
Then Lin Qing heard a squeaking sound. As the sound got closer, he first saw two monks in gray clothes, who might only be in the Qi training period.
Their eyes were completely empty, and they were walking in the darkness, looking eerie and terrifying.
On their shoulders, they each carried an emerald green bamboo pole, as if they were holding something.
As they approached, Lin Qing finally saw what it was.
Four blind monks in gray were carrying a sedan with no roof, and sitting on the sedan was an old man in gray.
His complexion was declining, the white hair on his head was sparse, his face was covered with age spots, and he coughed several times from time to time. He looked like he was not far from death.
Kim One!
A name immediately appeared in Lin Qing's mind, Elder Jinfeng of the former sect! He is really not dead, and is living in this lingering way.
What happened next was exactly as he expected. Jin Yi walked into the blood pool and sat down cross-legged.
The countless blood immediately began to stir, stirred back and forth within it, and gradually began to condense and compress.
Although Lin Qing didn't know what evil method he used, he also knew that the blood of mortals was much worse than the blood of monks.
Since the quality is not good, then make up for it in terms of quantity. Lin Qing's consciousness fragments rolled with the blood, and this scene was like entering a drum washing machine.
At the moment when his consciousness was shattered, he vaguely saw the black figure standing at the door.
"is her!"
That woman was exactly the woman Lin Qing had seen in Dongmenfang City. At this moment, she no longer had the laughter as before, but her expression was stern and her eyes were extremely cold.
"Huh?" She suddenly frowned and looked at the blood pool.
She actually felt a touch of prying eyes just now, but the feeling passed away in a flash, making her wonder if she felt wrong.
When she released her consciousness and sensed it carefully, she found that there was nothing abnormal in the blood pool, and the blood had gradually begun to condense, turning into drops of blood essence.
The woman sneered, with a hint of mockery in her tone: "Elder Jin, you collect blood very quickly.
If you continue at this rate, you will be able to recover in a few years. By then, your Jin family, with one sect and two Nascent Souls, will be considered a meteoric rise. "
"Is Miss Yang laughing at the old man? The old man has been living with a broken body so far, and he is already very satisfied."
"Haha." The woman sneered and said no more.
At this moment, Lin Qing was leaning against the wall of the inn, with a solemn expression.
Was that woman aware of something just now?Fortunately, he gave up that part of his consciousness in time and was not discovered.
But something seemed wrong. You must know that in the sect's market, the woman was not aware of his consciousness at all.
"Where is the problem?"
(End of this chapter)