"Immortal cultivators are also human, and if they are killed, they will die!"

In the room, Chen Jing, who had changed back into the disciple uniform of Changchun Valley, was studying his trophies.

Killing the gray-clothed Taoist, his heart did not fluctuate.

Whether it is a martial artist or an immortal cultivator, there is a process from weak to strong.

has just cultivated immortals, and he doesn't even have much spiritual power, so he wants to treat mortals like ants, so he shouldn't be too naïve.

No matter how skilled you are in the Fireball Technique and the Wind Blade Technique, if you don't have time to cast spells, how strong can you be compared to mortals?

Chen Jing played with a dusty pouch in his hand:

"This is the storage bag for the immortal cultivators?"

Before he crossed over, there was a space capsule made by a space ability, and inside the space capsule was a four-dimensional space, and no matter how much he pretended it, he couldn't fit it.

It's a pity that he didn't bring it with him when he crossed.

The storage bag of the immortal cultivator, he saw it for the first time, and he was very curious about what the storage bag looked like.

He thought for a moment, untied the rope tied to the mouth of the bag, and began to pour out.

The thing was poured out, and Chen Jing was dumbfounded.

Bundles of wild herbs, cleanly picked, piled up in one place, almost piled into a hill, purslane, wild celery, bitter mulberry leaves...... There are many more, which Chen Jing does not know.

"Does this Taoist priest like to eat wild vegetables so much? These wild vegetables can be eaten for several months. ”

"Huh! This is? ”

Chen Jing, who originally wanted to complain that the gray-clothed Taoist priest was a poor ghost, his eyes lit up, and he found a very familiar medicinal herb in the pile of wild vegetables.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a rattan flew out of his cuff and took the herb directly.

Swish!

It was a dark purple ginseng, chubby, as thick as a baby's arm, with a wide variety of roots, like dragon whiskers, and the longest root was half a meter long.

Chen Jing took the ginseng in his hand, and as soon as he activated his ability slightly, he felt that a trace of extremely mysterious essence had entered his body.

Yes, it's mysterious, because the moment that essence enters his body, his ability is uncontrollably ready to move.

He hurriedly exercised his skills, and it took five or six consecutive weeks for him to refine this trace of essence.

"What a special essence, this ginseng is extraordinary!"

Chen Jing felt it carefully, and between a few breaths, his internal strength improved significantly. Although this improvement is not skyrocketing, it can be clearly felt.

Ordinary ginseng definitely does not have this effect. As he expected, this ginseng should be an elixir in the mouth of an immortal cultivator!

He hurriedly stuffed the ginseng back into the storage bag, not daring to expose it to the outside world again. He was afraid that the breath of the elixir would attract other immortal cultivators, and in that case, he would be extremely happy and sad.

As for why the gray-clothed Taoist priest didn't use ginseng to cultivate, this is very understandable.

Immortal cultivators never directly swallow elixir to cultivate, they believe that directly swallowing elixir is destroying heavenly things, and they often refine heavenly materials and earth treasures into pills and use pills to cultivate.

This happened to be cheaper than Chen Jing.

He can devour all the essence contained in ginseng, and will never waste anything.

He didn't dare to take pills, high-temperature and high-pressure catalysts, all kinds of chemical reactions, no matter how good the medicinal effect was, he didn't dare to eat it, he was poisoned after eating too much!

Having received the benefits, Chen Jing continued to dump the storage bag, hoping to find something else of value.

However, he was disappointed with the results.

In the storage bag, there are mostly mortal daily necessities, silver taels, clothes, water, wine, ........, and the only valuable thing is a cultivation method called Corpse Refining Technique.

The gray-clothed Taoist priest didn't even have a weapon, not a single spirit stone.

"How poor!"

Chen Jing was a little disgusted.

However, he thought about it, if the gray-clothed Taoist priest was not poor, and there were too many magic weapon spirit stones to be used up, then he would be the one who died.

He opened the corpse refining recipe and read its contents.

Although he didn't have a spiritual root, his comprehension was still okay, and after reading it once, he roughly knew what was going on with the corpse refining technique and the immortal cultivator.

The biggest feature of the Demon Dao Technique is that the cultivation speed is fast, and the same is true for the corpse refining technique.

To cultivate the Corpse Refining Technique, one must use an elixir called the "Blood Spirit Pill".

The Blood Spirit Pill can turn a normal corpse into a zombie, and a cultivator only needs to drip his own blood on the Blood Spirit Pill to make the zombie his own natal spirit corpse.

Only then did Chen Jing understand why the gray-clothed Taoist priest was so weak.

The gray-clothed Taoist priest is not an orthodox immortal cultivator, he only became an immortal cultivator by luck by getting the corpse refining recipe and the blood spirit pill.

I have to say that the gray-clothed Taoist priest was very lucky, and he actually had a spiritual root. If you don't have a spiritual root, even if you get the opportunity, you can't complete your cultivation.

In addition, Chen Jing also learned about the cultivation realm of immortal cultivators from the corpse refining technique, Qi cultivation, foundation building, Jin Dan, and Yuan Ying.

Among them, the Qi training period is divided into ten layers, the first, second, and third layers are the early stage, the fourth, fifth, and sixth layers are the middle stage, the seventh, eighth, and ninth layers are the late stage, and the tenth layer is the Great Perfection.

The spiritual power of the immortal cultivators in the early stage of qi cultivation is weak, and their spiritual sense has not yet been achieved, so they are not much stronger than martial arts masters.

In the middle stage of Qi training, immortal cultivators can urge magic weapons and kill martial arts masters at will.

Immortal cultivators in the late stage of Qi cultivation have opened up the sea of knowledge, and their spiritual power is strong, and they can control magic weapons and fly in the sky.

The gray-clothed Taoist priest was a monk who had just entered the Qi cultivation period, so he was easily killed by Chen Jing.

"It's dangerous!"

After reading the corpse refining recipe, Chen Jinghou was afraid.

He was able to kill the Gray-clothed Taoist because the Gray-clothed Taoist was too weak. If the gray-clothed Taoist priest was a little stronger and cultivated to the middle stage of qi cultivation, then at this moment, he would have already fallen to the ground.

Just in case, Chen Jing still burned the corpse refining technique.

A book of demonic exercises that cannot be cultivated is a huge hidden danger, if it is misunderstood as a demonic demon, Chen Jing has nowhere to reason.

After burning the corpse refining recipe, Chen Jing began to have a headache: How to deal with so many wild vegetables? There were so many wild plants in the house out of thin air, and he couldn't explain it.

"It's better to put it in the storage bag first, and then find a suitable place to throw it away when you leave Shizhu County."

Chen Jing can only deal with it like this.

The next day, Chen Jing found Fang Zhihang and discussed the matter of returning to Changchun Valley.

"Yesterday's incident, thanks to Brother Chen's reminder, otherwise, I don't know how many people will die."

Fang Zhihang avoided talking about the affairs of the gray-clothed Taoist.

He is a smart man, and more is better than less.

The gray-clothed Taoist is of unknown origin, once the news of his death spreads and his elders are brought in, Shizhu County will definitely suffer.

Although Fang Zhihang is not a clean official, he is an official with a conscience.

"Brother Fang is polite, this matter was completed by Brother Fang, and it has nothing to do with me."

Chen Jing couldn't wait to get himself out of the matter, how could he take Fang Zhihang's words seriously.

He was sitting precariously and suddenly said, "Brother Chen, since the matter of the corpse monster has come to an end, in order to prevent many dreams at night, it is better for us to rush to Changchun Valley and participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference." ”

Saying this, when it comes to Fang Zhihang's heart, he doesn't want to encounter any more changes.

Therefore, Fang Zhihang agreed: "Brother Chen is reasonable, let's leave tomorrow!" ”