With a look of surprise, he was stunned and came back to his senses, and the monk Jueling said happily: "That's natural! Qin Feng's benefactor is really his roommate, Daren and Dayong." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Qin Feng smiled: "I can't take this ......" didn't wander around the city, turned into a retreat and turned back to the station.

Originally, he planned to set off immediately, but the monk Jueling had to pack up the Buddha treasure and other things. Qin Feng simply came to Red's house and explained some trivial matters to him.

When the mindfulness party felt the monk Jueling approaching, he also heard a noisy noise in his ears at the same time.

Thinking that something big had happened again, Qin Feng pushed open the door and took a look.

Oh, what a big show.

The people were consciously divided into two ways. Behind him are the Buddhas, the monks of Jueling give blessings to the left and right, and the golden light auspicious rui waves his hand to all beings, and the recipients are all intoxicated.

Red followed Qin Feng and looked a little angry: "Hmph." ”

Qin Feng immediately stopped: "Red, don't be rude." "Fang Cai's actions are definitely known to the Jueling Monk.

Red was not angry: "Benefactor, I ......"

Qin Feng snorted: "Shut up." ”

But listening to the clamor of the people, the other witches are not as hostile as Red.

"The Witch Ancestor has abandoned us, but the Buddha is willing to bless us. ”

"Monk Jueling, guide us to the Buddha Kingdom. ”

"I am willing to spend the rest of my life worshipping my Buddha. ”

"I beg the monk to send down a proverb to guide us and other lost people forward. ”

......

The scene was not spectacular, and when Monk Jueling walked in front of Qin Feng, he was already kneeling down on both sides.

From hostility to faith, everything paid off. However, quite unexpectedly, the face of the monk Jueling was not happy, but he explained that the Buddhist disciples who had not long been admitted to the sect had preached the matter of seeking good fortune for sentient beings from afar, which led to the current scene.

Qin Feng was a little skeptical: "That's it." But it wasn't boring to ask.

Monk Jueling suddenly asked, "Master Qin Feng, you see that these people are also grateful to you, do you have any ideas?"

"Nothing. Qin Feng replied truthfully: "If others praise me, I won't be happy about it, and I won't go against my original intention to please him." If others belittle me, I will not be disappointed, and naturally I will not change my original intention to cater to him. I live for myself, not for others. ”

Monk Jueling pondered: "It seems that the path that the donor is seeking is leisure." ”

Qin Feng said with a smile: "Is the Bu that the Jueling monk seeks also very comfortable?" ”

The monk replied: "Don't say it, don't say it. Suddenly he pacified the crowd again.

Qin Feng and he turned into a light under the admiration of all the people. It didn't take much trouble, and in less than three hours, he caught up with the newly transformed corpse.

Hold in your hand a lump of flesh that you had previously acquired at the station.

Anthropomorphism.

Suddenly, flesh and blood soaked into the palm of his hand. It is sent to the surface of the flesh along the spiritual power of the bloodline. Pustules, dead skin, and corpse spots have grown at a visible rate, as if they were really corpses. Even if you use spiritual observation, it is difficult to discover the mystery.

Qin Feng was curious to see the Jueling monk who had changed into a black robe, and was about to see what means he was going to use. But when he saw that he conjured a pill from his sleeve and took it, his entire skin turned pale in an instant. The corpse qi emanating from his body is lifelike, no, this is completely corpse qi.

"What kind of elixir is this, the tacit understanding is so strong. And isn't Monk Jueling afraid of clashing with the mana he cultivates?" Before Qin Feng could express the doubts in his heart, Monk Jueling glanced at him and took the first step to blend into the scattered corpse tide.

"Am I suspicious? Qin Feng shook his head, followed by the tide of corpses that also sneaked in.

Sure enough, these demon corpses couldn't distinguish their disguises at all. Even Qin Feng deliberately walked quietly beside one of the demons hiding in it, but he was not discovered.

The speed of the corpse tide is not fast, but it does not need to rest, and the overall speed is not slow. The closer he got to the demon's base camp, the more Qin Feng felt a strong fluctuation of thoughts. Presumably, this is driving the brainless corpse to move, and it is more likely that he is the target of his trip.

Resist the desire to plant a mark with mind. Qin Feng said tentatively to the Jueling monk, "Have you found out?"

Only then did he notice that Monk Jueling was now followed by a demon dog with an ulcering body and an abnormally developed and swollen nasal cavity. It seemed that he was suspicious of the disguise of the Jueling monk, but seeing that he bared his teeth and sniffed from time to time, Qin Feng couldn't help but even want to get rid of it secretly. But there was no danger in the end, and the bewildered demon dog suddenly left and ran to a nearby place to dig the ground, and after a while, it was chewed by a strange insect the size of a palm.

Only then did the Jueling monk respond, "What?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "It's nothing." "I was so stumped that I might have been suspicious.

After a long day, the mountains in the distance finally appeared, and the majestic ruins that surrounded them loomed.

Fifty miles away, a thick black death mist shrouded the ruins. In the face of this natural barrier, Qin Feng couldn't sacrifice a body protection spirit shield to resist, so he could only let the filthy spiritual power enter the body and erode, and then the spiritual power in his body could eat away.

Qin Feng felt a little tricky about it, even if he stayed here for a long time with his wood spirit body and let it corrode, it would not be able to dissolve it in a few days. When he goes to assassinate the source of corruption again, I am afraid that his own strength will be damaged by at least twenty percent.

Quietly glanced at the Jueling monk, but he was much calmer than himself, and his face didn't seem to have any concerns about this at all.

Finally, at the foot of the Ruined Mountain, four high-ranking demons who were waiting there stopped the corpses. The demon who served as the corpse shepherd immediately emerged from the corpse tide and laughed and talked with him. Then, listening to the cheers of the infiltrating people, more than 200 corpse shepherds rushed into the corpse group to select the corpses that had already taken a fancy to them on the road.

It's hard to see these shepherds peeping back and forth along the way, just because of vigilance.

But seeing that the strong and alienated corpses were selected one by one, Qin Feng couldn't help but be annoyed: "I made a mistake." "It must have been selected by these low-level demons to be used as personal corpses, this is a great opportunity to blend into the ruins. As for choosing the remaining inferior corpses, Qin Feng didn't think that he would have a better chance of getting closer to the source of corruption.

What we saw was slightly the same, "Qin Feng, let's follow these low-level demons to blend in. "When I heard the voice of the Jueling monk, I probably used some clever illusion. Faintly perceiving the faint fluctuation of spiritual power, a sturdy demon was stunned when he passed by the Jueling monk, and his eyes were in a trance and he chose to leave the Jueling monk.

It's ridiculous that he was worried about the hidden abilities of the Jueling monk before. "Whew. "It's really at a loss, and illusion is my shortcoming. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer demons left, Qin Feng also began to be a little anxious.

And at this moment, I heard a scolding voice from the side, "Get out, I have a crush on this uncle." A bloated demon was staggered down several feet away by a shriveled bony hand, and finally fell to the ground comically, causing everyone to laugh.

But this fat man dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and watched aggrievedly as the corpse in the photo was snatched away.

A slightly adventurous thought arose, and Qin Feng suddenly had an idea: "It's him." When no one paid attention to this farce, he pretended to inadvertently indulge in the sea and swept behind the sad fat man, and bumped sideways.

"Ugh. The fat man who stood up was almost knocked to the ground again.

I thought it was someone who was teasing me. The fat man raised his head in horror: "This is ......" but his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stood up and grabbed Qin Feng, who had walked away. The hand full of fat and yellow blisters that was about to squeeze out the flesh groped through Qin Feng's bones through his clothes.

Qin Feng held back his anger, and it was finally over after four breaths.

Looking around left and right without being noticed, the fat man couldn't help but bow his head excitedly and said to himself: "What a sturdy corpse, I have found a treasure." Hurriedly took out a piece of imprint from his arms and slapped it on Qin Feng's chest.

Let go of the spiritual power and let this filthy evil power pour into your body. "Something similar to a corpse control talisman?" Qin Feng didn't extinguish this ridiculously weak evil spell planted in his body.

Following the caster's orders, Qin Feng followed without disobedience. But it is inevitable to be separated from the monk Jueling.

There was no danger or danger, and the demon guarding in front of the door did not see through Qin Feng's disguise at all. I probably didn't expect anyone to be so bold as to sneak into the devil's cave.

Accompanied along the way, followed the demon known as Guo Tu to receive the reward of the inferior magic stone. I just thought that I would return to the cave to further refine the corpse, and the corpse man himself would take the opportunity to kill him and leave. But I didn't think that I was still wandering around this smelly lower demon cave. In the end, he led Qin Feng to the kiln, no, it would be more appropriate to say that it was a slave kiln. Because the prostitutes in it are normal women who have been taken captive.

didn't even choose carefully, Guo Tuhou hurriedly took out the reward money, and handed it to the old bustard with a dog's face in front of him.

Then a roar suddenly came from his side: "Heh, Han Pig." I didn't expect this stupid thing to come back alive. The evil wind swept by, and Qin Feng almost couldn't hold back his shot, but he saw a blue-faced and fanged demon kicking him, and at the same time snatched the money bag in the hands of the land.

Take out three pieces of demon corpses from them and hand them to the old bustard, "Let me take care of you, uncle." Then he and the two demons who accompanied him each took a slave girl and stepped into the kiln.

Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it. It's not even qualified to be a wicked person. Looking at Guo Tu, who was still sitting stupidly on the ground and being pointed at and laughed at, Qin Feng felt ashamed. But that's fine, the weaker you are, the less you are recognized. The more you are able to control yourself.

Out of the corner of his eye, Qin Feng looked at the more dense death mist prohibition that shrouded the upper layer of the ruins, and he had already dispelled the idea of sneaking. I've passed by the entrance once before, but all the demons who see them passing by must have a token that matches their identity before they can enter or leave.

can only continue to rely on the weak fat man. As for the others, it's not that they haven't thought about it. Perhaps because of the erosion of evil energy, the stronger the power, the more reckless and brainless it becomes. It's better to believe that there is still a residual emotional Guo Tu. What's more, the so-called strength and weakness of these low-level demons are just the difference between ants and cockroaches in Qin Feng's opinion, they are all garbage that can be trampled to death with just one foot, and there is nothing to choose.

After a while, it seemed that he had resigned himself to his fate. Guo Tu finally sat up and buried his head to hide the weakness in his eyes. Dejectedly, he led Qin Feng back to his residence.

Coming to a more foul-smelling and congested gully passage, I finally arrived at my residence. If this recess against a hole in the ruins can be counted as a dwelling. Qin Feng was even worried about whether the stone slab above his head would suddenly collapse. And the noisy sound outside makes it even more difficult to calm down, and there are even demons who make peace in the street.

By the way, these demons don't need to meditate.

Just when Qin Feng sighed at this chaotic city. Guo Tu finally cleaned up his mood, and with an evil fire in his hand that seemed to be extinguished at any time, he began to solidify the evil spell he had planted earlier.

Even so, Qin Feng didn't care at all, this kind of inferior writing didn't pose any threat to himself at all.

Two hours later, the black evil fire in Guo Tu's hand burst into red light, and the evil spell had been completed.

Unable to hide his excitement, Guo Tu began to order the test corpse servant: "Lift that stool up." Turn in circles, squat, and walk forward. ”

Following the order, Qin Feng smoothly cooperated with his movements.

Guo Tu swept away his previous unhappiness, and couldn't help but sit up and say in ecstasy: "Great! The reaction speed is so fast, it seems that the corpse did not hurt the brain at all." ”

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, he gave another order: "Punch, kick." ”

Trying his best to put away his strength, Qin Feng followed the action softly, but he was also as fast as the wind.

Guo Tu's eyes widened: "Attack this stone slab." He pointed to a peeling stone slab under the corner.

Qin Feng gently shook his fist again. I wanted to hide more strength, but I overestimated the hardness of the slate, and it was shattered with one punch.