inspire-indiana Chapter 974: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels
Chapter 974: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels
The demon cultivators were shocked and confused, but they already knew one thing, that is, they acted too early. This place was too close to Qingyun City. If they delayed for a few more hours, even if those distress talismans were not sent out, they would still be captured.
At this point, there seems to be only one way, which is to ask for help.
The leading demon cultivator subconsciously reached for the black jade pendant around his waist. He wanted to ask his master for instructions.
Shen Qingci saw this scene clearly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. This was exactly what he wanted.
He wanted to see who dared to touch his people!
Under the shade of the tree, Miaomiao began to eat the steamed egg with mushrooms in small bites, but from the corner of her eye she would occasionally glance at Shen Qingci who was not far away.
She was a little timid at first, but after thinking clearly about what she was going to tell him, she stood up.
On the contrary, Shen Qingci, for some reason, stood there in a daze after making himself a steamed egg with mushrooms.
It's not that he's in a daze, but he's obviously a little absent-minded.
But Miaomiao was not prepared to make too much noise. Curiosity about a person is the beginning of a fall. Since she had figured out that she was not going to have an affair with that person, she naturally had to look in the right direction.
Shen Qingci had no time to care about the little girl's thoughts. He had already seen the fluctuation of spiritual power in the black jade pendant in the demon cultivator's hand, and a cold look suddenly appeared in his eyes.
It seems that this is it.
Shen Qingci gathered spiritual power at his fingertips and lightly tapped the air. Even though he was thousands of miles away, an invisible restriction immediately hit the black jade pendant of the demon cultivator.
Not to mention delivering messages, even if there is a trace of spiritual power, he can follow the spiritual power to find the mastermind he is waiting for.
"Keep fighting, give the other party a chance to call for help, but don't hurt Miaomiao's doll."
Shen Qingci gave the order in a daze in his heart, and the sword moves of the spirit servant puppet slowed down again, giving the opponent a chance to seek external help. One of the puppets was even "accidentally" scratched on the arm by the evil spirit again, and "blood" dripped onto the ground, which looked more and more shocking.
Seeing this, the demon cultivator finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly condensed a trace of spiritual power towards the black jade pendant.
"Master, the situation has changed. The four maids brought by Fannu have strange powers, and I cannot deal with them immediately. I am afraid that there will be complications."
There seemed to be silence for a moment on the other end of the black jade pendant, and then a hoarse voice came out.
"No need, I'll go myself. Just hold on for me, I'll be there in an incense stick of time."
Shen Qingci caught the spiritual power fluctuations of the voice almost instantly. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he understood.
It turned out that they were from Qingyun Sect!
That aura carried the unique spiritual power mark of the Qingyun Sect's elders. Although it was concealed, it could not be hidden from his spiritual sense at all.
It's just that the voice was unfamiliar. Shen Qingci had not seen or was not familiar with many of the elders in the sect.
But it doesn't matter. With the photo stone, as long as the person arrives, he will be caught red-handed. If the person doesn't arrive, for the sake of the master who gave him so many precious spiritual plants, it seems that he can't be torn into pieces all at once. At least he has to give the master a reason to let him go.
But no matter how he looked at it, he still had to go over there to properly deal with this traitor.
Shen Qingci paused his fingertips, and his inherent spiritual consciousness circled around the jade pendant in the demon cultivator's hand three more times.
This time the feeling seemed to be even stronger. Although the mark of the Qingyun Sect elder was very light, the spiritual power did carry the pressure unique to the Jindan period. It seemed like an empty frame piled up with elixirs, and was definitely not the mark of the elders with pure cultivation in the inner sect.
Who is it?
"Brother Shen?"
Miaomiao finished the last bite of the steamed egg with mushrooms, and seeing that Shen Qingci seemed to still be leaning under the shade of the tree without much movement, she couldn't help but ask.
I have finished my meal, but the other person has not eaten anything. It seems a bit ungrateful if I don't ask.
Shen Qingci came back to his senses after hearing this, and the coldness in his eyes was instantly covered by tenderness. He glanced at the sky and spoke as naturally as possible.
"I'm just sensing the weather. The sun is a bit strong at noon. Why don't we rest for half an hour and wait until the sun sets a little before leaving?"
He wanted to get there before the other party got to the doll, but Shen Qingci was worried about Miaomiao.
After all, these four maids might be able to keep up appearances in the mortal world, but in front of him, they could be killed with just one finger. How could they really protect his Miaomiao?
When facing his master before, Shen Qingci might have been willing to go alone under the cover of night, but the longer they spent together, the stronger Shen Qingci's possessiveness became. Now he would never leave Miaomiao behind and go alone, even if there were magic arrays guarding him that were as powerful as those of the Nascent Soul stage.
After much deliberation, Shen Qingci decided to use an alternative plan, which was to separate the Nascent Soul from the body.
When a cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul stage, the original golden elixir in his body will transform into his own appearance and even have his own cultivation level.
This is considered the second life of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. Of course, the Nascent Soul can also leave the body, as long as it is not tens of thousands of miles away. However, after the Nascent Soul leaves the body, only the cultivator's magic power will be reduced during the period of separation.
Therefore, Shen Qingci had already thought it through. His real body stayed by Miaomiao's side, while his Nascent Soul flew directly to the doll.
Judging from the opponent's slight pressure, it can be judged that the opponent may be a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, and his own Yuanying can also beat a hundred people at the same time.
"Okay!"
Miaomiao's eyes lit up after hearing what Shen Qingci said. She was worried about her back pain from riding in the car, and it would be best if she could rest. But she was afraid that it was not safe here, so she didn't have the courage to say it out loud several times when she wanted to rest.
Now that Shen Qingci has this request, it means that he can take a rest, and Miaomiao naturally agrees.
He climbed directly into the carriage and asked Qinghe to put away the small table in the middle. In just a few breaths, a bed was made.
Everyone was busy with Miaomiao, and no one noticed that after she turned around, Shen Qingci quietly placed his fingertips on her eyebrows.
A wisp of almost transparent white spiritual energy quickly floated out from his forehead, and almost the moment it floated out, it turned into a little man exactly like Shen Qingci.
However, this little man was only the size of a fist, and the expression on his face was exactly the same as Shen Qingci's. He was also wearing a green shirt, and even the details of the sword at his waist were exactly the same. This was Shen Qingci's Nascent Soul clone.