There are always some people in the world who are lucky and have the means, but if they don't have enough strength, good luck is like a castle in the air, and the means are like a mirror, and in the end they can only make wedding dresses for others.

An Jiqing is the most ordinary casual cultivator in the immortal cultivation world, and with the dream of immortal cultivation immortal immortality, he followed a master to wander in the immortal cultivation world.

According to his master's words, only when the master's strength is high, the master and apprentice can survive better.

The small amount of resources obtained by the two cultivators at the bottom of the immortal cultivation realm were all supplied to his master's cultivation, which was also a drop in the bucket, and in the end, it was still relying on the accumulation of time that his master cultivated to the ninth level of qi cultivation.

And after advancing to the ninth level of Qi training, his master still had to accumulate cultivation resources to build a foundation.

"An'er, you and I have the most master-apprentice fate!" After him, his master took in several more apprentices, but in the end he was the only one who remained with his master.

But his master fell shortly after saying this, and only his apprentice An Jiqing was there.

"Master, you want too much! With you, I can't become an immortal. ”

"Actually, you should have died a long time ago, but I didn't dare to do it and couldn't leave, so it dragged on until now. But what you said made me wonder if you had noticed something, so I had to take the risk of getting rid of you, but you didn't know anything! ”

"You are really bad and stupid, the bad only knows how to pit apprentices, and you are as stupid as a pig and a dog!"

After killing his master with his own sneak attack, An Jiqing smiled brightly in the face of the dead master, laughed and cried again, and then shouted again.

Soon, An Jiqing returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

He left the cave where his master had fallen, taking everything valuable with him, but he froze as soon as he walked out of the cave.

His master is a ninth-level Qi cultivation cultivator, he is diligent and diligent, and he has cultivated hard, and now he has also reached the level of the seventh level of Qi training, and his divine sense is released, and he can easily discover the dead silence around him.

It's just a matter of killing a master, how can this be? He was puzzled in his heart, and An Jiqing, who didn't know what was going on, accompanied his master in the cave for another day, and only left after confirming that he didn't feel any danger.

People have different luck, Li Qiao knew what was going on, acted decisively, and searched for it but found nothing.

And An Jiqing walked around at will, looking at the dead silence, guessing whether it was a curse, and when he was a little frightened, he found the bodies of two dead monks.

"Foundation building period?" The two monks found a man and a woman had died, and he had never had close contact with the Zhuji monk, so he was a little afraid to confirm it, but he was definitely not a Qi cultivation monk.

After all, he had been with the dead ninth-layer Qi cultivation master for a day, and he was very familiar with the Qi training period.

"Foundation building period monk foundation!" With this realization in his mind, he took the contents of the two dead monks with a fine light.

There is no way, the knowledge of casual cultivation is small, and the cognition is limited, so in case you miss something good, it can only be like this.

Originally, he wanted to take away the corpse, there was a method of refining corpses in the immortal cultivation world, and he still knew that the corpse was of little use during the qi training period, but it was different above the foundation, but in the end, he was worried that the identity of the dead monk would bring trouble to him, so he finally gave up.

After getting the storage bags of two suspected foundation building period monks, An Jiqing was excited and more frightened.

What the hell is going on, these two monks will die a silent and tragic death, and he desperately wants to leave this strange area,

And An Jiqing was on the way to escape from this area, because he was carrying four storage bags, he would dodge in advance when he saw other monks from a distance.

On the way to the direction of the family, when he had not yet stepped out of the range of the True Spirit Tribulation, Li Qiao saw a monk in the Qi cultivation period from a distance, and when he saw that the other party was far away, he turned away from him, and he didn't have any special thoughts.

The two sides just glanced at each other from a distance and left.

At night, Li Qiao, who was looking for a temporary cave, suddenly opened his eyes from closing his eyes and recuperating, and he felt as if something existed around him.

But neither the mind nor the eyes found anything.

"Is it the monk I met during the day who is spying on him?" Li Qiao, who had such a guess in his heart, walked out of the temporary cave to check, but found nothing.

And An Jiqing, who was bent on leaving this area, finally ushered in a bad luck soon after encountering Li Qiao.

"Want to run? Did you run? How fast can you run as a Qi cultivator? How far can you run? ”

A monk appeared condescendingly in front of An Jiqing, and at the same time, five ninth-level Qi cultivation monks appeared in all directions around, basically blocking all of An Jiqing's escape routes.

Loose cultivation during the foundation building period!

Looking at the monk who appeared directly in front of him, feeling the other party's aura and the strength of his divine sense, An Jiqing made a judgment as soon as possible.

Getting the storage bag that may be a foundation building period monk, for An Jiqing, it is possible to advance to the ninth level of qi cultivation in a short period of time and become a foundation building period casual cultivator in the future, but in the face of the current situation, he knows that he has no chance.

The excitement of getting the storage bag in my heart has long since disappeared at this moment.

As a monk with means and good at calculation, he knew that if he didn't find a way to save himself, he would inevitably fall here today.

"Senior ......" An Jiqing spoke, he knew that if his words could not arouse the interest of the other party, the other party would be likely to attack him at any moment.

"Who is your senior, are you worthy?"

Sanxiu Zhuji's tone was arrogant, and the monks around him had a playful look in their eyes.

Seeing this situation, An Jiqing decisively took out the four storage bags on his body and held them high in his hands.

The air became quiet for a moment, and then Sanxiu Zhuji spoke: "This is mine, you want to buy your life with my things?" It's impossible."

He made no secret of his murderous intentions.

Afraid that it would be too late, and he would die immediately, An Jiqing quickly spoke: "I don't know why, there are a large number of mysterious deaths of monks in this area. I even saw the bodies of more than a dozen monks scattered over an area, and it was there that I got this storage bag......"

"Nonsense aside, more than ten monk corpses, why are there only four storage bags?"

Sanxiu Zhuji stared at An Jiqing fiercely and said.

"Because there is another monk there, he is a ninth-level Qi cultivation monk, and I only have seventh-level Qi training, if it weren't for my decisive run, it would be impossible for me to come here alive at this moment......"

Listening to this, Sanxiu Zhuji showed an expression that you continued to make up.

And An Jiqing, a guy who is good at speculating on people's hearts, did not show any weakness in this regard, but continued in a sincere tone: "I know the general location of the monk's departure, if I can find the monk, just ask the uncles to treat me as a fart!" ”