Keeping a low profile in the world of cultivating immortals

In the training room.

Wu Tao sat cross-legged on the futon, looking at his nose with his eyes, his heart with his nose, and his five hearts facing the sky, running the Three Yang Gong and refining the spiritual energy in the Purple Spirit Pill in his belly.

As the spiritual energy was refined and absorbed, Wu Tao's pale complexion slowly recovered.

After refining three purple spirit pills in a row, Wu Tao's complexion returned to normal color.

He stopped the operation of the Three Yang Gong and felt full of energy, but there was nothing strange on the surface. The trauma on his soul had not recovered, and he needed to rest slowly.

Although it is not serious, it is impossible to refine three purple spirit pills and it will be cured.

Unless it is a pill to repair spiritual consciousness and soul.

But that kind of elixir is extremely expensive.

Wu Tao's eyes moved slightly, his mind sank into the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, and he clearly perceived the situation inside. The coffin nail was still floating quietly in the center of his mind, as if this mind was his territory.

And those two strange bugs were still floating in the corner of my mind without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

He used his spiritual thoughts to get close to the two bugs, sensed them, and found that these two bugs were not dead, and there was still life in their bodies. In this way, they should have passed out.

Thinking of what happened in Fenghua Street just now, those casual cultivators died silently one after another. This insect should be the culprit.

How could Wu Tao dare to keep such ferocious things in his mind as they swallowed the soul silently.

just in case……

Wu Tao quickly used his spiritual thoughts to move these two insects out of his mind, but just as he made the move to move away, the coffin nail shook slightly again, and he saw that his mind was like a lake. Generally rippling.

His consciousness was driven out of his mind.

"This... this is my mind, not yours..." Wu Tao was extremely helpless.

But no matter how helpless he was, there was nothing he could do about it. There was nothing he could do about this coffin nail.

"But, having said that, I was able to escape today only because of this coffin nail that saved my life. Otherwise, I would have ended up with the same fate as those casual cultivators."

Wu Tao couldn't help but show a trace of happiness on his face.

Speaking of which, this coffin nail was obtained from the casual cultivator when he killed someone for the first time. At that time, his curiosity killed the cat. Even though he was more cautious and tested with rabbit blood first, the coffin nail was still superior to him. Shoot into his mind.

It occupied his mind from then on.

At the time he thought he was going to die.

But the coffin nail just lingered in his mind and did not cause him any harm or trouble, so he just let the coffin nail linger.

Unexpectedly, this time it was a blessing in disguise.

A life was saved by coffin nails.

"This coffin nail must be an incredible magic weapon." Wu Tao thought to himself.

Since the nail in the coffin wouldn't let him drive away the bug, Wu Tao just let it go. As long as he was fine, it wouldn't matter if there were two more bugs in his mind. Anyway, the nail in the coffin had been entrenched in his mind for more than two years.

If it weren't for the danger this time, even he himself would have forgotten the existence of the coffin nails.

After being out of danger, Wu Tao began to review the situation.

He was thinking, what is that insect? Was it caused by demonic cultivators?

He is just a weapon refining master, and his most contact with weapon refining is knowledge about weapon refining, so he doesn't know about this strange insect.

"Let's follow the previous approach, hibernate for a few days, pretend nothing has happened, and see what the general direction of the wind is..."

Wu Tao made a decision quickly.

Day one.

Wu Tao heard nothing.

He began to wonder. Yesterday, on Fenghua Street, dozens of casual cultivators died before he left. How could there be no news about such a big thing?

He felt more and more that there was deep water behind this matter.

This made him calmer and calmer, and he felt more and more like he should act as usual and not act rashly.

Three more days passed and there was still no movement.

It was as if those dead cultivators were not dead, or someone had covered up the news of their deaths and sealed it off.

Who can do it?

On the territory of Wuquan Mountain, only Wuquan Mountain can do this.

Even if a street of casual cultivators disappears overnight, Wuquan Mountain, as the absolute master of this Xiuxian City, can easily do so.

"So, this matter is related to Wuquan Mountain?"

Wu Tao was secretly shocked and became more and more afraid to be careless.

Originally, he thought that after the news had passed, he would at least buy some books about monsters and find out what kind of monster this strange insect was, which could actually eat the soul.

But the more abnormal the current situation is, the more it indicates the depth of the water.

Wu Tao gave up this plan directly.

Fortunately, these days, he was still living as usual, and the strange bug in his mind was still unconscious. However, the coffin nails vibrated from time to time, allowing Wu Tao's spiritual consciousness to wash over the strange bug.

Wu Tao doesn't know what Nail in the Coffin wants to do?

"Forget it, as long as it doesn't affect my daily life and daily practice." Wu Tao lay down and stopped caring.

However, his soul is still in a state of cultivation, so his life is relatively moderate, just one day at a time, no more.

The next day, after breakfast, Wu Tao and Chen Yao came to the shop. Before the door opened, they saw a circle of casual cultivators on the street. Someone posted some unknown notice on the wall.

A bunch of people gathered around to watch.

Wu Tao faintly heard the discussions among the casual cultivators watching.

"Wanfa Pavilion is holding an auction?"

"When was the last time Wanfa Pavilion held an auction? It seemed like two years ago..."

"Look, these auction lists make people greedy when they see them. If I didn't have spiritual stones, I would have to participate in one..."

Wu Tao did not step forward to join in the fun, but opened the shops and prepared for the day's business.

However, when he opened it, a cultivator wearing Wanfa Pavilion store clothes came in and said hello: "Hello, the shopkeeper. I am from Wanfa Pavilion. In three days, Wanfa Pavilion will hold an auction. , there are various precious techniques...the secrets of the four arts of cultivating immortals...and some heretical secrets..."

"This is a simple auction roster."

After saying that, the Immortal Cultivator from Wanfa Pavilion handed over a paper roster.

Wu Tao took it and asked doubtfully: "Fellow Taoist, didn't you post the news outside? Why did you go to distribute the auction list in person?"

The Immortal Cultivator of Wanfa Pavilion laughed happily and said: "The roster posted is for those individual cultivators. Taoist friends have opened such a large magic weapon shop. Since they are distinguished guests of Wanfa Pavilion, of course they have to deliver the roster to their door in person. .”

"Fellow Taoist, please forgive me for being short on time, so I won't interrupt you any further. If you have seen the list and think there is someone you like, you are welcome to come to Wanfa Pavilion to participate in the auction."

"Walk slowly!"

Wu Tao sent the other party away, sat back on the chair, opened the roster and looked at it...

After flipping through a few pages, they all contained some Qi Refining Stage exercises and magic secrets. However, when he turned to the eighth page, his eyes focused, his heart turned, and he thought:

"Is this a coincidence? Or..."

On this page, there is a secret book printed impressively.

The secret book is called "The Secret Code of Strange Insects".

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