After praising Luo Hong, Liu Jing grimaced and walked up to the black-clothed evil cultivator who was kneeling and supporting him on the ground.
"I want your fellow disciples to go down with you and tell me where they are?"
Liu Jing knows the thoughts of these low-level evil cultivators very well. Some friendships between the same sect are only filled with hatred, and most evil cultivators have distorted minds due to their practice of evil arts. Therefore, by capturing an evil cultivator alive, you can find a group of them by following the clues.
"Ahem...Senior brother and the others are preparing a blood sacrifice for Master on the Demonic Spider Peak, one hundred and fifty miles east."
The evil cultivators in black are not He failed to live up to his expectations and betrayed his master and fellow disciples completely.
"Blood sacrifice? Are there Qi-refining stage immortal cultivators wearing the same clothes as him among the sacrifices?"
Liu Jing pointed to Luo Hong's Yellow Maple Valley school uniform.
"I only know that the blood sacrifice will be carried out at midnight tonight. The senior brother ordered me to come here to collect twelve pairs of mortal boys and girls."
"Hmph! Your master is What kind of cultivation? What are the characteristics of the martial arts? As long as you tell me all of them quickly, I will let your soul go." Liu Jing heard the words "virtuous boy and virgin girl". He couldn't help but think of his own experiences of being tortured by evil cultivators when he was a child. Old and new hatreds came to his heart, and the murderous aura rose to the point where Luo Hong felt a little uncomfortable.
After listening to the explanation from the evil cultivator in black, Luo Hong had a certain understanding of this evil cultivator sect hidden in Xiangshan Mountain.
In fact, they are not a sect at all, they are simply a grassroots team formed by powerful evil cultivators who have reached the Great Perfection realm of Qi refining.
The relationship between master and disciple is more like that of master and servant, and the relationship between disciple and disciple is full of conspiracy and bloodshed.
As for the cultivation techniques, the evil cultivator in black can't say much. He just practices how the master tells him to practice.
The spiritual pattern on his forehead is called [Blood Burning Totem]. It is said to be a secret method passed down from ancient times. After using it, it can burn one's own blood essence and temporarily improve one's cultivation level.
In order to practice this secret technique, the evil cultivator in black told him that he had to drink the blood of a mortal every day.
"It only takes three months! It takes hundreds of people's lives to achieve your magic! You will never be able to atone for your sins even if you die!"
Liu Jing was extremely angry. If this person What they say is all true. This group of evil cultivators may have committed heinous crimes.
Xiangshan Mountain belongs to Huang Maple Valley’s sphere of influence. If this matter were known to the other six sects, they would definitely laugh.
At the end of the interrogation, Luo Hong, with an angry look on his face, mercilessly drove the cold moon knife to break the heart of the evil cultivator in black, flicked out a small fireball, and burned his body to ashes.
This evil cultivator in black is really not doing well. Not only does he have no magical weapons and elixirs on him, he doesn't even have a storage bag. There are only a few low-level spiritual stones left in the white ashes.
Luo Hong put these spirit stones into his storage bag without interest, but when he looked back, he saw Liu Jingzheng looking at him in surprise.
"Master Nephew Luo, why are you so skilled?"
This boy is obviously the first time to come out to practice, killPeople's movements to retrieve treasures are actually a bit more sophisticated than mine. Is this also a talent?
"This junior is just angry that this man has lost his conscience and sucked human blood to practice martial arts. I don't want to leave his whole body."
Liu Jing was only surprised by Luo Hong's behavior and did not care. If he felt something was wrong, he should be more ruthless in dealing with evil cultivators. Even if Luo Hong didn't explain, he wouldn't care.
"It doesn't matter, you can use this for self-defense."
Luo Hong held the magical weapon that Liu Jing handed over with his magic power, and took a closer look. It was a tortoise pattern with rich spiritual energy. shield.
"This magical weapon is called the Spirit Turtle Shield. It is the finest among the top-grade magical weapons. It is no longer useful to me, so I will give it to you for self-defense. This is a thank you gift from the Li family in advance."
p>"This... then I would like to thank my uncle."
Luo Hong hesitated for a moment, but still chose to accept it. After all, there are many evil cultivators in Xiangshan Mountain. The shield would make his life safer.
"Well, riding on the spirit boat is too conspicuous, and I'm afraid it will disturb the group of evil cultivators. Let's go to the Demonic Spider Peak with our weapons."
"Uncle Master, please come on if you don't want to. Senior Brother Yu and Mr. Li?"
"The escaped bandits may tip off the news, and things will change later. I am enough."
Now that we have learned about the evil. There was no foundation-building period in the cultivation, so Liu Jing's worries were greatly reduced, and he had already decided to go on a killing spree.
"Then if I continue to act with my uncle, it will become a drag. Why not just wait in this village to digest the gains from the battle just now."
Luo Hong thought to himself How crazy do you have to be to fight with a group of poor people?
Liu Jing was stunned when he heard this. He thought that Luo Hong would find ways to follow him after confirming the existence of the evil cultivator.
Of course he didn't mind this, otherwise he wouldn't have specially given Luo Hong a protective magical weapon.
"My nephew is really brave, but my uncle, I thought it was wrong. You go and warm some rice wine. I'll be right back!"
Luo Hong watched Liu Jing's figure all the time. He disappeared completely, and he didn't even know where he was.
"Sir, please! Save my baby! If his father is gone, and the baby is gone, then I won't be able to live anymore!"
A peasant woman wailed loudly. Crying, he rushed over to her, looking at her posture as if she wanted to hold Luo Hong's legs and write the word "miserable".
At this time, two male mountain men caught up from behind, and they worked together to catch the peasant woman.
"His aunt, please don't mess around and disturb the Immortal. Our whole village will be buried with you!"
A little old man with a goatee smashed it angrily. Crutch, it seems that he is the village chief here.
"My words are serious, we immortal cultivators will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Where is that child, take me there quickly."
Luo Hong will not deliberately save mortals, but If he happened to meet him, he would be happy to help.
The little old man didn’t expect Luo Hong to be so easy to talk to, so he was stunned for a moment, but the peasant woman reacted very quickly and immediately led the way for Luo Hong.
When the bandits attacked the village, they fired several rounds with hunting bows. Unfortunately, the peasant woman's child was shot in the lower abdomen and fainted from the pain.
It would be difficult for an ordinary man to survive such an injury. The peasant woman's child was only three years old. If Luo Hong was not here, he would have to wait for death.
He asked the mountain people to pull out the arrows, and Luo Hong immediately applied the rejuvenation technique. The child's wounds healed visibly, and the pale little face slowly turned red.
"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!" The peasant woman kowtowed repeatedly when she saw this.
The onlookers first looked at each other in amazement to make sure they were not hallucinating, and then they all knelt on the ground.
"Okay, this is also expected. Dad, find me a clean place, and you can arrange for the injured villagers to come over for treatment one by one."
Rejuvenation is not a good thing. No matter how much mana it takes, Luo Hong is just a good person and will do it to the end.
"Hey, please go to the old man's house and sit for a while." The little old man agreed with a smile on his face. He turned around and shouted at the top of his voice: "Stone! Come and lead the way for the immortal." !”
“Dad, look at how deep the wound is on my hand. Let me go first.”
“Go ahead and help me lift it.” Go home!"
Luo Hong, who had not gone far, nodded when he heard this. This little old man is sensible. You can ask him about the situation in the mountains later.