Loss! Loss of great loss!
A god-level existence who did such a thing in one move, Luo Hong was so heartbroken that she shivered.
"Ahem, forget it this time, but don't do this next time. It's only once that Luo asked for help."
Luo Hong didn't want the easy-to-hand thug next to her to be wasted in vain, so she immediately set the rules.
"Oh, I get it. Then do you want this meatball?"
Ying Ming also felt it was quite reasonable, so he nodded and agreed, then looked at the things in his hand, and handed it to Luo Hong.
"Of course I want it."
Nonsense, Luo Hong naturally wants to get some benefits without a chance to let Ying Ming take action.
The relics practiced by the Buddha in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul are also considered a good thing. After all, there are very few high-level Buddhas, so things are precious because they are rare.
As for why Bixin wanted to sacrifice her life to escape the relics, Luo Hong knew the answer at the first glance when she saw it.
A wisp of the soul in the relics is hidden in the blue heart. Luo Hong’s spiritual consciousness swept away and knew that it was carrying a piece of information.
"In order to keep the secret of blood ginseng, I did not hesitate to fight against a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. What is the plan for this Pure Land Sect?"
Luo Hong's thoughts changed and she realized that things were not simple.
Although using blood ginseng to assassinate the immortal cultivators in Guangnan Prefecture to refine magic weapons is arousing hatred, the Pure Land Sect has a huge power. Even if this matter is exposed, no one will come to find these monks to be unlucky.
Moreover, the Great Jin Dynasty was not the only way to do the right path. The devil did it more directly, such as extracting souls and refining treasures, killing people and raising evil spirits, and never seeing justice attacks.
Therefore, even if the Pure Land Sect is made public, it will only make those monks who claim to be compassionate and lose some face and will not suffer any substantial losses.
It is simply unreasonable to deal with a late-stage cultivator in the Nascent Soul for some face.
But the facts do not lie. Since the problem is not about the harm of blood ginseng, it is about those magical tools.
When destroying the Sima family, Luo Hong also obtained some finished magic tools they refined.
They were bowl-shaped magical instruments with exquisite patterns, paint attached to the surface, and it was impossible to tell that they were made of monk's skulls.
Even Sima Xiao didn't know what the function of this magic weapon called "Mitu Bowl" was. He was just responsible for refining it.
Luo Hong tried to drive him, but she still didn't understand the trick. She originally wanted to search the soul, the monk who robbed Zi Ling, to find the answer, but she didn't know that the other party was so decisive.
Intuition told Luo Hong that this matter is far from over.
"Brother Luo, this time the little girl is really dead. You have to compensate me well!"
After Bi Xin fell, the ban he left on Zi Ling without any attack. The peerless beauty immediately fled to Luo Hong, full of complaints.
But before Luo Hong could respond, she looked at Ying Ming and then said:
"Of course, Brother Luo's life-saving grace will not be forgotten!
It’s better to do this. Brother Luo will wipe the remaining two years for the little girl. I will hand over the Wanjianmen to Brother Luo now!"
Just kidding, who is hardworking and in danger of life, who is the leader of the sect who loves to be the one who is going to be, she, the fairy Zi Ling, will not serve her.
"Haha, Miss Zi Ling, don't be afraid. This is indeed Luo's negligence, which gave these bald donkeys an opportunity to take advantage of.
However, Luo promised that this was the first and last time, I would re-arrange the mountain protection formation of Wanjianmen to ensure your safety.
In addition, Luo is not easy to bully. Since these bald donkeys come to the door, Luo naturally has to fight back.
So Miss Zi Ling Don't worry, these bald donkeys will never have the time to attack you."
Although he successfully obtained the Enlightenment Tea Tree and Wentian Cave was no longer of value to Luo Hong, Ying Ming's appearance broke his original plan.
Luo Hong actually didn't care much about Wanjian Sect. As he said himself, this was just a step of leisure.
His original plan was to give some resources to cultivate immortals, and to raise the Wanjianmen, wait for hundreds of years to come back to take a look, and bring the sword cultivator who has been practicing to the Dan-Cultivation Stage back to Tiannan.
Luo Hong did not expect to be able to gather the Killing Dan Sword Cultivator at one time, but at that time he had probably broken through the transformation of the gods and used these Killing Dan Sword Cultivator as seeds. After returning to Huangfeng Valley, relying on the extremely rich spiritual environment, he could easily spawn a sufficient number of Killing Dan Sword Cultivator.
After Ying Ming appears, it will be quite easy to enter Wentian Cave with her prohibition authority.
Luo Hong can completely build a dedicated teleportation array in Wanjian Sect, so that the disciples of Wanjian Sect can also enjoy the current treatment of Luzhu.
In this way, Wanjian Sect truly has the resources to grow into a large sect.
Luo Hong's expectations for it have increased, so he naturally has to spend more time.
Speaking of this, Zi Ling had no choice but to give up any more, so she could only sigh and pray that the remaining two years would pass soon.
"Brother Luo, who is this fellow Taoist?"
Since Zi Ling leaned over, Ying Ming has been looking at her. Zi Ling endured until now, and finally couldn't help asking questions.
"Oh, this fellow Taoist Ying Ming is a friend Luo has just made. He has been in seclusion for many years and may have become a little unfamiliar with human relationships.
This is the fairy of Zi Ling, but... "
Luo Hong was introducing it, but Ying Ming suddenly interrupted:
"My fellow Taoist, can you take off your clothes?"
Something is wrong with you!
Luo Hong was shocked, what kind of word is this?
Seeing Zi Ling retreating in horror, Ying Ming seemed to realize that what he said was inappropriate and quickly explained:
"Fellow Taoist Zi Ling, don't get me wrong. I just saw that your breath is a bit close to a kind of magic body that I know, so I couldn't help but want to verify it."
"I am born with a charming body, what can I verify?"
Zi Ling stared at Ying Ming with her eyes, and said unbelievable.
Although natural charm is rare in the world, it is not enough to make a monk at least at the Nascent Soul realm happy to see the hunter.
"No, the charming technique is just the magical power of that magic body.
If you are really a yin body of the Cute Nv, you can practice magic skills for a long time!"
Ying Ming once again without any intention of telling the strange monk he had just met a big secret.
"What? You're not lying to me, are you?"
Zi Ling still doesn't believe it. She has been practicing the Miaoyin Sect's skills. Although it is not the right path, it is not ten percent of the magic skills, so she has never felt that her Dharma body is so magical.
"Of course, as long as you try to refine the demonic energy, special magic patterns will appear on your body.
I still have a little bit of demonic energy here, do you want to try it?"
Ying Ming patted his stomach and said.
Zi Ling looked at Luo Hong with some intention.
"Well, I think this can be tried."
Chapter completed!