Chapter 167: Captured a Ghost Cultivator "That's great..." Ruan Tao looked at Ruan Xing with longing, "You don't know, I'm actually very scared. Ever since you brought food to my father for me that summer, I felt that you became more and more unfamiliar. You are still Xing'er, that's great..." Ruan Xing didn't know what to say, and there was a hint of warmth in her eyes. Suddenly, her expression froze, and she felt something with her consciousness spreading around. She whispered, "It seems they are chasing us. I will take you away from here first." Now she has already used up her most powerful killer move, the Nascent Soul Stage Self-Destructive Puppet. Jian Lai was hit by the golden ring and was injured by the aftermath, which was almost the same as paralysis. She herself was injured again, so she would definitely not be able to defeat those two old men. It must be said that Liuyang Study really thought highly of her and had to send out two Nascent Soul Stage cultivators to invite her over. If only one was sent out, maybe she could defeat them one by one. I really don’t know whether Ruan Xing is unlucky or they are lucky. "You still want to leave now? It's too late!" With a roar, a one-eyed old man holding a golden ring, half of his flesh and blood squirmed with his movements, like a zombie crisis in a post-apocalyptic movie. Draw out the sword, bang! The sword body connected with the golden ring, making a harsh sound, and golden light like broken jade burst out in the middle. A few drops of it fell on Ruan Xing's shoulder, and white smoke instantly emerged, burning a hole in her flesh. She gritted her teeth without uttering a cry of pain, and with her other hand, she pressed on the sword. An icy blue light instantly emerged, almost freezing the golden ring above!
After striking and leaving, the old man with the golden ring flipped in the air and landed on the ground. He shook off the broken ice on the golden ring and asked curiously, "Why did you change your appearance? But it must be you." Just like the magic sword and the female disciple on the ground, the spiritual energy also comes from the same source. It is impossible to change people in such a short time. It could only be that some of her magic had become ineffective due to the injury. This is even better. It is good news for him. The old man with the golden ring became a little excited. The old man with the whisk finally arrived at the battlefield. The moves he and Ruan Xing just exchanged, although not for long, were quite powerful. They both consumed a lot of spiritual energy. A short period of breathing exercise could only barely heal their injuries and was not enough to restore their spiritual energy. Although the old man with the golden ring was more seriously injured than him, he was still the strongest among the four people on the field. He raised his hand upwards, and a carved wooden mirror instantly grew larger, blocking the sun above his head and covering the nearby ruins. Ruan Xing's face changed, and she felt a familiar sense of control... The kind of bondage that seemed like shackles that fettered her heart. It's a barrier tree! The old man with the whisk smiled grimly, "It seems that you know what this is. I am curious, how did you, a rat who escaped from the Imperial Master's Palace, avoid the barrier and enter the Xumi Realm?" Ruan Xing pursed her lips and said nothing. She wanted to come in...but she couldn't. It’s just that the barrier doesn’t isolate dead objects, so she can take advantage of this loophole with the help of the puppet. But now it seems that they did not realize this. Is it because there haven't been any evil ghost cultivators in Nanzhou for many years, or is it because they simply don't understand the function of the barrier? Needless to say, the origin of this mirror must be related to the barrier tree. In addition to being able to serve as a defense against attacks, it can also temporarily build a barrier to isolate the inside and the outside. This function far exceeds that of top-grade magical instruments.
Moreover, within this range, she couldn't take out the other self-destructive puppets in the storage bag, because within the Sumeru Mirror barrier, anyone who dared to use the self-destructive tactic would almost certainly mean mutual destruction. Wait, she didn’t use the self-destructive puppet, so why did the spiritual energy around her still become somewhat unstable? The two old men in Taoist robes in front had their eyes widened. The old man with the golden ring opened his mouth in shock, "What the hell, again?!" They just caught up with me and said a few words! He slapped the old man with the whisk on his back, "What are you standing there for! Quickly remove the Xumi Mirror barrier!" Ruan Xing turned around and saw Ruan Tao behind him staggering to his feet and stuffing a handful of Huiyang Pills into his mouth. Huiyang Pill, can bring back the last rays of light when on the verge of death. Ruan Xing was confused, "Wait, sister, I didn't give you these pills so that you could use them like this..." Ruan Tao regained some strength. The spiritual power in her body was surging wildly. Her hair fluttered behind her without wind. She pushed Ruan Xing away and said, "Go away!" The fairy had told her about the self-destructing golden elixir... She didn't understand it before, but when she saw how miserable they were after being injured by the self-destructing puppets, she understood it. Since she can't help Axing while she's alive, let her make more contributions when she dies. I hope Axing can run farther in the time she buys, and won't be hurt by the residual power of her self-explosion. However, her injuries were too severe. Even after taking the Huiyang Pill, the pain of crushing her golden elixir still tortured her to the point of losing consciousness. She was almost unable to suppress the golden elixir that was about to run wild. Under the repeated urging of the old man with the golden ring, the old man with the whisk hurriedly gave the Sumeru Mirror the spell to dispel the barrier. No, we can't let them go! Ruan Tao thought this in her confused mind and suddenly lunged forward, interrupting the old man with the whisk from casting the spell. boom--! ! Ruan Xing suddenly broke away from the simulation and took a few deep breaths. The shuttle boat was still moving slowly forward. Cai Jiao, who was sitting on the deck, stretched her head slightly outward, and the wind made her soft hair dance wildly. Seeing Ruan Xing's strange behavior, he tilted his head in confusion. Ruan Xing pulled her back to the protection of the Shuttle Spirit Boat and rubbed her head randomly. "If you want to enjoy the wind, there are plenty of places. What if you fall out of the Shuttle Spirit Boat's protection?" They are now traveling at an altitude of thousands of meters. Cai Jiao turned around and glanced at Jian Lai who was squatting in the cabin in a daze. Well, with the speed at which the sword was coming, there was no way Cai Jiao could fall. Ruan Xing pressed his brows in distress. Ruan Tao didn't know that the Sumeru mirror in the old man's hand could set up a barrier to isolate the inside and the outside, and he still hoped that he could use his own self-destruction to exchange for Ruan Xing's life. Even if Ruan Tao didn't self-destruct, they both would have died in the simulation, but the final scene still left an indelible shadow in Ruan Xing's heart. Fortunately, it is a simulation. Ruan Xing adjusted his thinking and started the second simulation. This time, after she went to the monster cave where the Demon Lord and others were hiding, she did not take Ruan Tao out to transcend the tribulation. Instead, she asked her to hold on for a few more days and suppress her cultivation. After giving a few instructions to the Demon Lord and others, she left the cave and went to the town. She was not going to look for Cai Wen to make contact. Anyway, he had already told her the information in the last simulation. There was no point in asking him to do it again. Instead, she could test whether the two Nascent Soul cultivators were exposed in the last simulation because of her encounter with the disciples sent by Liuyang Study in the town, or because of the encounter with Cai Wen.
First, she used the illusion technique to disguise herself as a young cultivator in the foundation-building stage. As expected, she was stopped by two people in the town and questioned. However, the two people did not question her seriously, because Ruan Xing's disguised cultivation level was too different from the target they knew, a mysterious Jindan stage cultivator. So Ruan Xing pretended to be timid on the surface, opening his mouth as if he wanted to speak but didn't dare to. The monk in Confucian robes approached her impatiently and said, "Just answer whatever I ask you. If you dare not say anything, you must have something to hide..." Before he finished his words, Ruan Xing suddenly made a move, grabbed the monk in Confucian robes by the collar and threw him out. Caught off guard, he could only try to circulate his spiritual power in mid-air to maintain his body shape. Unexpectedly, Ruan Xing clasped his hands together and used the Source Breaking Technique the next moment! Suddenly, the spiritual power of the Confucian monk was unbalanced, and he flew out violently, landing in a shop opened by a low-level monk on the roadside. The simple protective array in the shop played a slight buffering role, but the Confucian monk still destroyed the doors and windows of the shop, and dust flew everywhere, choking people so that they could not open their eyes. By the time the monk in Confucian robes climbed out while coughing, almost all the people on the street had run away. The owner of the store did not dare to ask the high-level monk for compensation. At this moment, saving his life was the most important thing. If a fight breaks out, a store won't be enough for these people to smash up. The people in this town have experience in this matter. The monk in Taoist robes ran into the half-collapsed house, helped the man up, and asked anxiously: "Junior brother! Junior brother? Are you okay?" The monk in Confucian robe shook his head, and his originally meticulously combed bun became a little messy. His moon-white robe was also stained with a lot of filth. Even many bottles in the store were smashed by him, and the liquid inside flowed out, with a slight smell of grass. "I'm fine! Brother, where's the thief?" The monk in Taoist robes shook his head. "That man had helpers. I wanted to help you when you were thrown out just now, but a figure suddenly appeared behind you. Fortunately, I reacted in time, otherwise I would have been stabbed. That person's cultivation is equal to mine. If the two of them were to deal with me together, I would not be their opponent. Fortunately, they probably didn't want to cause too much commotion, so they left after a few moves, and I hurried in to find you." The time it took him to say those few words actually only took half a minute. "I was careless. I didn't expect someone would dare to take action here." The monk in Confucian robes said regretfully. Having served as an official in the Xumi Realm for decades and practiced Taoism in Liuyang Study for seven or eight years, he had long been accustomed to a situation where no one dared to disobey him. However, he forgot that this was the world of immortal cultivation and he was just an ordinary cultivator with little practical experience, not an all-powerful official. "The most urgent thing is to go back and report to the host first." The monk in Taoist robes frowned and said. The monk in Confucian robes nodded, stood up and patted his clothes, but the dirty marks and pungent smell were difficult to remove. He pinched a few dust-collecting spells but couldn't wipe it off. He couldn't help but say in disgust: "What the hell!" The monk in Taoist robes took a look and said, "It's just some plant spirit fluid used to draw talismans. This substance has a very strong adhesion. Since it can't be removed, just throw it away and replace it with a new one." "That's all I can do." The monk in Confucian robes said in annoyance, "Brother, you are so knowledgeable that you can even draw talismans. I used to worry about my own death and practiced hard without slacking off, and I didn't know these things." The monk in Taoist robes smiled and said, "It's just a trivial skill. There's nothing much to learn. Let's go quickly and don't delay the sect's mission." The monk in Confucian robes responded, and the two of them boarded their flying swords and returned to the mountain gate. After successfully passing through the mountain protection formation and entering the mountain gate, the Taoist monk's expression relaxed a little. A familiar monk in the square saw him and came over to ask, "Jinfu, what happened? You two shouldn't be back at this time." The monk in Confucian robes looked to the side, and the monk in Taoist robes realized that the man was calling him, and said seriously: "There is an urgent matter that needs to be reported to the host." It turns out that his name is Jinfu. That’s right, the monk in Taoist robes in front of him has changed his mind. When Ruan Xing threw the Confucian-robed monk into a street shop, he used magic to cause the surrounding buildings to collapse and stir up a large amount of dust. Jian Lai also killed the Taoist-robed monk with one move and dragged him into a hidden passage. The pedestrians and monks on the street didn't even dare to watch the excitement and had long since run away. In that half minute, Ruan Xing successfully used the shapeshifting technique to transform herself into the appearance of a monk in Taoist robes, and took away his storage bag and magic sword. Since the original owner was dead, Ruan Xing easily wiped out the spiritual imprint on them. She even had time to sneak into the store to help the monk who she had hit for no reason. "You came at an unfortunate time." The monk said, "We also found some gains in the Xumi Realm this morning. Guess what?"
Ruan Xing pondered for a while, somewhat worried that it might be related to Cai Wen or the Red Head Gang. He said calmly, "I don't know. Brother Dao, please don't keep me in suspense." “Hey, we caught a ghost cultivator!” The cultivator shook his head and clicked his tongue twice, “Ghost cultivators have disappeared for thousands of years, but they actually appeared in the Xumi Realm.” "That's really strange." Ruan Xing agreed. The red-headed Taoist priest could easily pick up a heaven-level martial arts book called The Netherworld Ghost Record. Maybe there have been many evil demons hidden in the Xumi Realm for a long time, but Liuyang Study did not care about the lives of the mortals below. The Confucian monk looked at the two of them in confusion and couldn't help asking, "Brother, what is a ghost cultivator?" There were almost no stories about gods, ghosts or otherworldly things circulating in the Xumi Realm, so he was a little confused when he heard the two people talking. Ruan Xing didn't understand whether Liuyang Study's specific definition of ghost cultivators was the same as what Xie Huai had told her, so he stroked his beard, smiled faintly, and did not answer. The cultivator took over the conversation, "You have just reached the Golden Core stage, so it is normal that you do not understand these things. Just go back and read more classics in the library. By the way, the master and his men are interrogating the ghost cultivator in the dungeon. How about going to see them together? You can go and report directly after the interrogation is over." "That's perfect." Ruan Xing nodded in agreement. "I haven't seen what a ghost cultivator looks like yet. Are they the same as normal cultivators?" The monk in Confucian robes was not in a hurry to change his clothes and asked curiously. Ruan Xing smiled but said nothing, and the monk patted him on the shoulder and said, "You'll know when you see it." Several people went out of the square, walked around the hall at the back, and entered a passage with rockery. There seemed to be traces of formations in it. Ruan Xing did not dare to be careless and followed the monks closely. After turning a few corners, a stone door appeared. Walking down the stairs, we arrived at a place that looked like a prototype dome. There were dozens of eternal lamps on the surrounding walls, illuminating the dungeon with a warm orange tone. But it is still difficult to hide the coldness of this place. The surrounding space was very large, with a canopy of light hanging from the middle of the dome, shining on a shallow circle below. Standing beside him was a middle-aged man who looked like an elegant scholar. Looking around, there were two familiar faces among the seven or eight monks. They were the old man with the whisk and the old man with the golden ring in the last simulation. There seemed to be no prohibition on the disciples watching. The three of them walked closer, and no one glanced at their actions. Instead, they focused on looking at the center of the circle. Under the sky, a woman in black clothes and black hair was crawling on the ground in a curled up position. Various burn marks kept appearing on the bluish-white skin, and there were also binding ropes on the wrists and ankles that were used to restrain the cultivators in the God Transformation Stage. The Yin energy emanating from her body was constantly repairing the burn wounds, but it was just a drop in the bucket and was of no help. She didn't cry out in pain, as if she had been numbed by the burns. Only the occasional involuntary twitches in her body proved that she was alive. "As long as you tell me who your accomplices are and your purpose of hiding in the Sumeru Realm, I will no longer let you suffer the pain of heavenly fire and will give you a quick death." The host said mercifully. The woman's red lips hidden under her black hair seemed to open and close slightly, but Ruan Xing did not hear any sound. The monk who brought them in sighed and whispered, "It's been more than an hour, and you're still stubborn! You haven't said anything." The host and two other Nascent Soul cultivators stayed here for more than an hour. There is no way. The affairs of the Xumi Realm are too important to them and must not be lost. Ruan Xing just felt that the woman looked familiar, and couldn't help but move closer. Finally, he heard the woman muttering something under her lips moving. "I don't know... I want revenge... I don't know... I want revenge..." (End of this chapter)