boyutpedia #303 - When it comes to selling out teammates, Lao Qin is a professional!
#303 - When it comes to selling out teammates, Lao Qin is a professional!
"Oh? What is it?" Xu Chengxian immediately perked up with interest.
Who would come to steal?
Isn't he here already!
His divine sense immediately swept towards the back of the mountain peak.
Inside a cave on a cliff, he found the person speaking.
Two young boys were talking inside, and the one who was claiming that no one would come to steal anything was a young Daoist.
Sitting opposite him was… whoa! A little bald head?
What kind of combination is this?
Xu Chengxian couldn't understand.
The two of them were sitting on futons in front of a treasure cauldron, one on the left and one on the right.
His divine sense swept over the two of them, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise, "These two are actually cultivators."
The Daoist boy's hair was divided into two halves on top of his head, each tied into a knot, shaped like two sheep horns. This is called a 'zongjiao'.
Anyone who wears this kind of 'bun' hairstyle is definitely not older than the 'zongjiao' age.
That is to say, at most, no more than fifteen years old.
The little novice monk looked about the same age as him.
A Qi Refining Stage three cultivator in his teens?
Looking at it this way, his aptitude isn't bad, so why isn't he cultivating in the Spirit Mansion, but instead being sent to this 'barren' land of Lingzhou to guard a cauldron?
Could it be that this treasure cauldron has some special qualities?
But after his divine sense swept over it, he didn't sense anything unusual. It was just an ordinary three-legged cauldron that was over ten feet tall.
It was very similar to the black gold small cauldron that Ling Yunzi used to refine pills before.
Except this one has a lid.
It has a lid, two attached ears, an oval belly, and three hoofed feet.
"This looks very ordinary," Xu Chengxian frowned slightly.
But the more ordinary it is, the more suspicious it is.
An ordinary cauldron, without any power fluctuations, is placed on the cliff of the back mountain, and there are two cultivators guarding it.
— Inside the cave, there is only this one cauldron, nothing else.
No matter how you look at it, there's a problem.
He couldn't help but concentrate and focus his divine sense on the cauldron again.
After observing for a moment, he was almost certain that the cauldron had been sealed by someone.
A very clever sealing formation, not only sealing the cauldron, but also concealing the aura of the sealing formation itself.
"The key should be on the lid," Xu Chengxian thought to himself.
He pondered for a moment, hesitating whether to switch back to his main body to check it out.
While considering, he also observed the two guards.
"Senior Brother, let's play rock-paper-scissors!"
At this time, the Daoist boy's invitation to go down the mountain was rejected by the novice monk, so he proposed a way to pass the time.
Playing a game.
"Okay," the novice monk thought for a while and agreed.
Then the two of them started playing rock-paper-scissors.
"Hey!"
"Ha!"
The two of them made their moves at the same time.
"Again!" the little novice monk shouted.
"Hey!"
"Ha!"
"Junior Brother, you lost."
"Senior Brother, then you have to hit lightly. I didn't use any strength just now!"
"Don't worry, I'll hit with the same strength as you."
Smack!
So, the novice monk raised his hand and slapped the Daoist boy.
Also in the face.
"Does it hurt?"
"Hehe! It's okay."
"Then again?"
"Come on!"
"Hey!"
"Ha!"
Smack!
"…"
Xu Chengxian was shocked.
Xu Chengxian was puzzled.
Xu Chengxian was silent.
Good heavens.
This game, can it be played like this?
And these two young boys are having a great time playing.
After another two rounds, they stopped slapping and changed to whoever wins, punches the loser.
This time, they went for the eyes.
Whoever loses gets punched in the eye socket.
After a few rounds, one person had a pair of panda eyes.
Then the two of them grinned foolishly with their dark eye sockets.
"…Tsk."
Xu Chengxian was completely controlled, watching them play for several rounds.
He couldn't take his eyes off it!
You Xuanmen and Shamen, you play wild enough!
As expected of the prominent sect of the world, they can easily put together this pair of oddballs!
Then he decided to immediately switch back to his main body to investigate this cauldron thoroughly.
"I have to take a look."
"See what kind of treasure these two crouching dragons and phoenix chicks are guarding!"
…
A moment later.
Xu Chengxian's meditation room.
A patterned snake opened its eyes and slid off the doppelganger.
First, it swam towards the table in the room.
The guest monk had already sent two young novice monks to bring pastries, tea, and a table of vegetarian food.
"Hiss, hiss!"
He looked at it, blinked his black bean eyes, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood, wrapping the cups, plates, and teapots on the table, and swallowed them into his belly.
Then, he swam towards the window at the back of the room, waved his tail, opened a crack, and slipped out.
Turning his head, he used a wisp of blood to seal the door.
Nodding his head: "It's done."
After confirming that he would not be disturbed while 'cultivating', he slowly climbed towards the top of the mountain.
Using the transformation technique to compress his body to one meter in length, and restraining the aura on his body, he was just like an ordinary patterned snake, slowly swimming upwards.
He wasn't worried about being seen through at all.
The demon body was in a state of extreme seal, and the protective blood cloud constructed by the huge divine sense and blood energy was further blocked.
Moreover, he had no demon power at all.
Therefore, whether visible to the naked eye or sensed by divine sense, his current aura fluctuations were consistent with his appearance.
Just a spiritual mortal snake.
"Hmph, unless their divine sense is much stronger than mine, otherwise, even ordinary Golden Core peak realm cultivators can't see through my true form!"
He didn't know what kind of personalities the Nascent Soul old monsters in the human world had.
Whether they liked to wander around.
If he wasn't worried about provoking a Nascent Soul old monster, Xu Chengxian would have washed the entire mountain with blood energy long ago.
According to Ling Xiao, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the human race are a very difficult group to predict.
Nascent Soul cultivation has at least a thousand years of lifespan.
Among them, those with weak cultivation strength are only equivalent to the early stage of the demon race's Demon Commander. The strong ones can compete with the old Demon Marquis.
"The realms of human race cultivators are Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and finally Nascent Soul." Xu Chengxian muttered in his heart, while thinking about how to run if he encountered one.
The peak of Nascent Soul can ascend to the Heavenly Realm after tribulation.
So the realm above that is Xuanxian, True Immortal.
His younger brother Ling Yunzi, this Dao Lord, is the honorable title for the highest combat power among the Xuanxian.
"What's below Dao Lord again?" He scratched his head with his tail.
"It's Spirit Official and Yushi."
At this time, a voice said.
"That's right, it's… damn?" Xu Chengxian suddenly froze, "Who's talking?"
Then he suddenly realized that the person who said this was not answering his doubts.
Turning his head, he saw a window open.
Inside, two people were sitting and chatting while playing chess.
"I was just saying, it's obviously talking to myself, how can someone hear it and give the answer." He muttered to himself.
This is too coincidental.
Xu Chengxian was startled.
He thought that someone, like him, could hear the thoughts of others.
After all, it is said that Shamen has a kind of supernatural power called 'telepathy', which can know people's thoughts.
He couldn't help but stick his head out and take a look at the person who was speaking, and found that one of them was Qin Hong.
Sitting opposite Qin Hong was a fat monk.
No need to ask.
This is the abbot of Tiancan Temple.
Listening again, what the two of them said seemed to be related to him?
He couldn't help but stop and listen at the base of the wall.
Good heavens.
This listen is not good.
…
"Old Qin, this guy, is amazing! A professional teammate seller!"