I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

  Chapter 12 Killing Karma

   After complimenting Luo Hong, Liu Jing turned cold and walked up to the black-clothed evil cultivator who was kneeling on the ground.

   "I want your classmates to go down with you, tell me where they are?"

Liu Jing understands the thoughts of these low-level evil cultivators very well. There is no fraternity between them, some only have hatred, and the evil cultivators are mostly distorted due to their practice of evil skills, so they often capture an evil cultivator alive, and they can follow the vine. Find out a group.

   "Ahem. Brother, they are all preparing a blood sacrifice for Master on the Demon Spider Peak, one hundred and fifty miles to the east."

  The black-clothed evil cultivator lived up to expectations and betrayed his master and fellow disciples.

   "Blood sacrifice? Is there a Qi-refinement period cultivator in the same costume as him among the sacrifices?"

   Liu Jing pointed to Luo Hong's Huang Fenggu school uniform.

   "I only know that the blood sacrifice will be held at midnight tonight, and the elder brother ordered me to come here to collect twelve pairs of mortal boys and girls."

   "Hmph! What is your master's cultivation level? What are the characteristics of martial arts? As long as you tell me everything quickly, I will let your spirit go."

  Hearing the words "children and virgins", Liu Jing couldn't help but think of his experiences of being tortured by evil cultivators when he was young. New and old hatreds surged into his heart, and the murderous aura surged, making Luo Hong feel a little uncomfortable.

  After listening to the explanation of the evil cultivator in black, Luo Hong has a certain understanding of this evil cultivator sect hidden in Xiangshan Mountain.

  Actually, they are not considered a sect at all, they are purely a grass-roots group formed by a powerful evil cultivator in the realm of qi refining and great perfection.

  The relationship between master and disciple is more like master and servant, and the relationship between disciple and disciple is full of conspiracy and blood.

  As for the cultivation method, the black-clothed evil cultivator can't say too much, he is just how the master tells him to practice, and he does it.

  The spirit pattern on his forehead is called [Burning Blood Totem]. It is said to be a secret method handed down from ancient times. After using it, it can burn one's own blood essence and temporarily improve one's cultivation.

  In order to practice this secret technique, the black-clothed cultivator confessed that he had to drink a mortal's heart and soul every day.

   "It will take three months to complete! It will take a hundred lives to accomplish your sorcerer's magic! You will never die to redeem your sins!"

   Liu Jing was extremely furious. If what this person said was true, this group of evil cultivators might have committed heinous murders.

  Xiangshan belongs to the sphere of influence of Huangfeng Valley. If this matter is known by the other six sects, they will definitely laugh at it.

  After the interrogation ended, the angry Luo Hong mercilessly drove Leng Yuedao to smash the black-clothed evil cultivator's heart, flung out a small fireball, and burned his body to ashes.

  This black-clothed evil cultivator is really not doing very well. Not only does he have no magic weapon and elixir, he doesn't even have a storage bag, and only a few low-level spirit stones are left in the white ash.

  Luo Hong put these spirit stones into the storage bag with little interest, but when he looked back, he saw Liu Jing looking at him in surprise.

   "Nephew Luo, why are you so proficient?"

   This kid is clearly out for the first time to practice, and the movements of killing people and taking treasures are a bit more sophisticated than me. Is this also a talent?

   "The younger generation just resents this man for being devoid of conscience, sucking human blood to practice kung fu, and doesn't want to leave him a whole body."

  Liu Jing was just surprised by Luo Hong's actions, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He should be more ruthless when dealing with evil cultivators, and Luo Hong wouldn't mind even if he didn't explain.

   "It's okay, you take this for self-defense."

  Luo Hong supported the magic weapon that Liu Jing handed over with his magic power, and took a closer look. It was a tortoise-patterned shield full of aura.

   "This magic weapon is called the Spirit Turtle Shield. It is a high-quality magic weapon. It is useless to me, so I will give it to you for self-defense. It is a thank you gift from the Li family in advance."

   "This junior would like to thank Master Uncle."

  Luo Hong hesitated for a moment, but chose to accept it. After all, there are many evil cultivators in Xiangshan Mountain, and this shield can make his life a little safer.

   "Well, riding in the spirit boat is too conspicuous, I'm afraid it will disturb the group of evil cultivators. Let's go to the Demon Spider Peak."

   "Uncle, don't you call Shangyu Senior Brother and Li Lao?"

   "The bandits who escaped may tip off the news, and if it is too late, things will change. I am enough."

   Now that he has learned that there is no foundation-building period in evil cultivation, Liu Jing's worries are greatly reduced, and he has decided to kill.

   "Wouldn't it be a burden for the junior to act together with the uncle, why not just wait in this village, just to digest the harvest of the previous battle."

  Luo Hong thought to herself how crazy she must be to fight with a group of poor ghosts.

  Liu Jing was taken aback when he heard the words, he thought 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 magic weapon for protection.

   "Nephew is really brave, but uncle, I'm thinking about it, you go and warm up some rice wine, I'll come as soon as I go!"

  Luo Hong watched until Liu Jing's figure disappeared completely, and didn't even think about where he was brave.

   "Shangxian, I beg you! Save my baby! His father is gone, and my baby is gone, so I won't live anymore!"

  A peasant woman rushed over crying loudly, looking like she was going to hug Luo Hong's leg and write the word "miserable".

  At this time, two male mountain people caught up from behind, and they worked together to hold the peasant woman back.

   "His aunt, don't mess around and disturb the Shangxian, the whole village will have to be buried with him!"

  A little old man with a goatee was angrily smashing his cane. It seemed that he was the village head here.

   "My old man is serious. We cultivators will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Where is that child, take me there."

  Luo Hong will not deliberately help mortals, but if they happen to meet, he is willing to help.

  The little old man didn't expect Luo Hong to be so eloquent, so he froze there for a while, but the peasant woman reacted very quickly and immediately led Luo Hong.

  When the mountain bandits attacked the village, they shot several rounds with hunting bows. Unfortunately, the peasant woman's child was shot in the lower abdomen, and she has already passed out from the pain.

  It would be difficult for an ordinary man with this kind of injury to survive, and the peasant woman's child is only three years old. Without Luo Hong here, he would have to wait to die.

   Asking the mountain folk to pull out the arrow, Luo Hong immediately cast the rejuvenation technique, and the child's wound healed visibly with the naked eye, and the pale face gradually turned red.

   "Thank you, Shangxian! Thank you, Shangxian!" Seeing this, the peasant woman kowtowed repeatedly.

  The onlookers first looked at each other in amazement to confirm that they were not hallucinating, and then knelt down in unison.

   "Okay, this is expected. Old man, find me a clean place, and you arrange for the injured villagers to come and treat them one by one."

  Rejuvenation is a small spell that doesn't cost much mana, so Luo Hong simply insists on being a good person to the end.

   "Hey, then please go to the old man's house and sit down first." The little old man agreed with a smile on his face, then turned around and shouted at the top of his voice: "Stone! Come here and lead the way!"

   "Father, look how deep the **** on my hand is, let me go first."

   "Roll the ball! Help me carry the dying home!"

   Luo Hong, who hadn't gone far, nodded when she heard the words. This little old man is sensible, and you can ask him about the situation in the mountains later.

  (end of this chapter)