The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Chapter 655 Follow the clues



Chapter 655 Follow the clues

But the life of the little fat man on the stone platform was obviously beyond saving.

Xiao Han could only suppress his impulse and take more photos of these evil practitioners' criminal acts.

A quarter of an hour later, the little fat man on the stage had turned into a mummy.

However, the Qigong cultivator who practiced his skills by drawing the essence and blood of mortals, felt his whole body swell up like a balloon.

He stood up and bowed to the young man who was building his foundation, "Senior Brother Tian, ​​please allow me to leave and refine my energy."

The Foundation Establishment youth named Tian waved his hand and agreed to his request.

The Qigong cultivator, his body bloated, hurriedly left the cave.

Monk Tian wore a bloodthirsty smile as he looked at the mortals below and said, "See clearly, if you want to survive, you must be ruthless. If you are not ruthless and dare not kill, then that little fat guy just now will be your fate."

After saying that, he picked up the machete on the ground and floated it in front of him.

"If you want to live, come up and chop off his other arm. Quickly. Remember, my patience is limited."

Perhaps because they felt that killing a living person was more stimulating, the boy whose arm had been chopped off had the bleeding stopped by spiritual power. At this moment, he lay on the ground with a pale face, wishing he could die immediately.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky enough to be chosen by the evil cultivator and became a tool to test the courage of the people below.

There was a sturdy young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although his body was still shaking slightly, the desire to survive made him throw away his conscience. He was the first to stand up and walk towards the platform.

Monk Tian smiled encouragingly and praised, "That's right. How can other people's lives be as important as your own? It's just killing someone. If you kill them like a chicken or a pig, there's nothing to be afraid of."

The mortal man walked onto the platform and grabbed the machete that was floating in the air.

The boy on the ground who had lost an arm had a look of fear and pleading on his face. His body subconsciously squirmed and struggled, trying to get up and run away.

Monk Tian did not stop him and simply removed the spiritual power that was blocking his mouth.

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me."

The one-armed boy instinctively begged for mercy while struggling to get up and run away.

The burly mortal young man, holding a machete, made up his mind and chopped at the other arm of the one-armed boy.

But the next moment, he seemed to be under a spell of immobilization, holding the machete high and not moving at all.

Xiao Han finally couldn't stand it anymore and took action.

Monk Tian immediately sensed something was wrong and shouted, "Who is it?"

He immediately searched the entire place, but couldn't sense who had made the move.

Yun Que sighed and said in a voice transmission, "How did you survive in the world of immortal cultivation when you are so kind and soft-hearted?"

Xiao Han didn't explain.

She just wants to do things with a clear conscience.

Now that we have already started, there is no need to hide anymore.

The two of them flashed and flew lightly to the platform.

Monk Tian tried hard to sense the two people in front of him, but he couldn't find any cultivation level.

But the other party flew over lightly, and he naturally knew that the cultivation of these two people should be far superior to his.

Just as he was about to make a move, his eyes suddenly lost focus.

Yun Que said with a smile, "I'll ask the questions, and you answer them, okay?"

Monk Tian nodded obediently.

He cooperates, but there are also people who don't cooperate.

Some mortal boys and girls thought that this was a good opportunity to escape, and they all ran towards the exit.

Xiao Han waved his hand helplessly, and the exit of the cave was immediately blocked by a wall of spiritual power.

Then someone took the lead and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed violently in front of the stone platform.

"Immortal, please let us go. We are just ordinary mortals. Please."

Xiao Han said: "Don't worry, I will definitely let you go."

But there are still people knelt and prayed, "Immortal, please, please, let us go."

Xiao Han suppressed the attack with a trace of spiritual power and shouted sternly, "If you want to live, stay where you are and don't speak or move."

People are like this. If you speak kindly to them, they won't listen. But if you scare them like a bad guy, they will actually behave themselves.

However, the few Qi-cultivating monks standing by the wall were very smart. They knew that they would not be able to escape from the enemy that even the Foundation Establishment monks were not afraid of, so they simply knelt down obediently and waited to see how things would develop.

After subduing these disruptive mortals, Yunque began to ask questions.

"How are you going to deal with these newly recruited mortal disciples?"

Monk Tian, ​​who had been under the spell of enchantment, answered honestly: "Those mortals who meet the requirements, are cruel and ruthless, and can practice the Seven Mysterious Yin Evil techniques in the future will be accepted as disciples, and the rest will be kept as blood food."

Yun Que: "How many years has the Qixuan Sect been established?"

Monk Tian: "I don't know. I was originally selected from a mortal village. Later, after I was promoted to the Foundation Establishment Realm, the sect asked me to be in charge of teaching the skills and cultivating blood food here."

Yunque continued to ask, "How many people are there in the Qixuan Sect? What is the cultivation level of the Sect Master?"

Monk Tian said, "I don't know. I'm only responsible for recruiting disciples and training the most basic blood food to send up."

"Send it to where?"

"Every six months, the sect will send someone to take the blood food away."

Yun Que and Xiao Han looked at each other. They didn't expect that this evil sect was so cautious in its actions. No wonder they had never been well-known and no righteous cultivators noticed them.

Yun Que asked again, "How long will it take until the next time I come to collect the blood food?"

Brother Tian replied, "One more month."

Xiao Han thought of a question, so he asked, "You have been accepting qualified disciples all the time. You must have accepted quite a few over the years. How many qualified disciples are there who are cultivating here now? Don't they go to the sect to cultivate?"

Unexpectedly, Monk Tian ignored Xiao Han and just stared at Yunque blankly.

Yun Que shouted, "She's asking you a question, answer it quickly."

Monk Tian then replied, "There are only about ten disciples here at the moment. Once they reach the seventh level of Qi Refining, they will be eligible to go to the sect to cultivate at a higher level. They will leave with the monks who come to collect blood food."

Yunque asked again, "How do you usually cultivate blood food?"

Monk Tian said, "Just throw them into a special blood pool. Those who can survive will be blood food, and those who can't will become precious medicine absorbed by the disciples here during their cultivation."

Xiao Han then asked another question, "You often select disciples from mortal villages. Haven't those villagers ever doubted you? And are they still scrambling to give their children to you?"

Monk Tian said, "Those who are chosen to become disciples of the sect, after they have cultivated to the third level of Qi Refining, will be accompanied home by someone, and a large sum of money will be given to their families, and the news will be widely publicized. Mortals who become blood feeders cannot return. If anyone asks about it, they can say that they are cultivating too slowly and have not reached the required level of cultivation, so they cannot return yet."

Xiao Han understood.

The villagers only saw one or two children returning occasionally, bringing back large sums of money, while those who did not return thought that their children had poor aptitude, were slow in cultivation, and were not qualified to return home. They had no idea that their children might have already passed away from this world.

Yunque asked Xiao Han through voice transmission: "What should we do now?"

Xiao Han: "If we can't find the true sect ourselves, we can only wait for the blood-collecting people to arrive, and then follow the clues to find out."


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