Beside him, Jiuyou's clone transformed into a bare shrub without leaves.

There are a total of three thousand branches growing on the shrub, pointing horizontally in different directions.

At this time, twenty of the branches on the Jiuyou shrub that were pointing in the same direction were slowly shifting.

He stared at the branch for a while, then looked in the direction it was pointing.

"Is that right there?"

With a casual wave of his hand, the Nine Nether Wood turned into green light and returned to Jiang Li's body.

Only one branch remained sticking out from his wrist, still pointing firmly forward.

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword floated to Jiang Li's side. He stretched out his hand and pressed on the sword. A purple-red light flashed, and he suddenly turned into a sword rainbow and shot in that direction.

Jiang Li was not idle after leaving last night.

He ran at the fastest speed to all the human gathering places within a radius of 200 miles.

And taking advantage of the night, three thousand spiritual root seeds were distributed to some children of appropriate age in each gathering place.

For large gathering places, plant more trees; for small places like villages, plant fewer trees.

He also used spiritual energy to ripen the spiritual root seeds as quickly as possible before leaving.

It took the entire night without a break.

It was not until dawn that Jiuyou's clone was released here.

He was betting that the group of monks would not be satisfied with one town and that they would commit crimes again.

The Nine Nether Wood can roughly locate the location and direction of one's spiritual root seed.

Jiang Li sowed the seeds in advance and then monitored them with the Jiuyou Wood.

If any spiritual root seeds move a distance beyond the limits of mortal ability in a short period of time, they have undoubtedly been taken away by someone.

Jiang Li scattered almost all the seeds in his stock, but he was not sure of winning.

What if, what if they move farther than the range of the net?

Or maybe they have already achieved their goal and stopped, then he would really be looking for a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, he was lucky. After anxiously waiting for a day, twenty of the branches finally moved.

"Master...Master, are we going to stay overnight in this mountain?"

The children, who had just been pulled onto the carriage and were very excited, were called down by these immortal masters after entering the nearby forest. In the cold night wind, they were a little confused.

"No, you are going to spend the night in this mountain."

"Come here, you guys."

One of the monks captured a child with spiritual roots.

After sprinkling some powder to make him unconscious, he took out a wine jar from the carriage mountain, and then used a special spell to stuff the man directly into the jar.

The other people also took action and quickly captured all the children with spiritual roots.

Chirping children are so troublesome, it’s much more convenient to put them in a jar.

Then they drew their weapons again and looked at the remaining children without a trace of mercy in their eyes.

Some of them have children who are only this old. No one knows why they can do such a thing to other people's children. "Don't be afraid, kid, it will only hurt for a while."

Now the kids finally know what those wine jars in the car were.

But why would these immortal masters point swords at them?

It was their first time away from home, and this sudden change frightened them, making the originally chattering children quiet down for a rare time.

They are young and inexperienced, but they also know that something bad may happen next.

At this moment, many children suddenly looked behind the few casual cultivators.

A child cried softly.

Then the next moment, the meteor fell with a loud bang.

A young man in a robe embroidered with mountains appeared behind them, holding in his hand a head with a stunned expression, which had not yet realized that it was dead.

"Don't be afraid, it will only hurt for a while."

Poof! It was not until a large amount of blood spurted out from the neck that they realized that one of their companions had been beheaded.

The others wanted to turn around and resist.

But their bodies were as stiff as stones, and they felt themselves enveloped by a terrifying aura, unable to move even a finger.

"Senior, please calm down! Please spare our lives. We were forced to do this. We were all forced to do this!"

The only Nascent Soul cultivator among them trembled and barely raised the sword in his hand.

But Jiang Li recognized that sword, the Shushan Liquan Sword!

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It was the water-attributed flying sword drawn by Shen Shenqiu.

The Shura dragon energy revealed its true form behind Jiang Li, and roared at them with murderous intent.

"Speaking of which, you may not believe it. But for the next hundred years, you will hope that your souls will be scattered."

The burial coffin flew out, and countless tentacle-like roots emerged from it, dragging all of them in.

Including the head, Jiang Li was planning to simulate building the most cruel Fengdu dungeon in the burial coffin.

That’s perfect, we can make them the first batch of permanent residents!

After capturing Shenshan Qiuhua's two flying swords, Jiang Li waved his hands to tear apart several carriages, and saw hundreds of jars sealed with talisman paper inside.

In the world of immortal cultivation, this kind of jar is used to transport slaves, monsters, and ghosts.

They actually stuffed Shenshan Qiuhua into this.

This made Jiang Li even angrier.

The jars were broken one by one, and soon a familiar face as pale as paper appeared in front of Jiang Li.

It was the autumn painting of the sacred mountain that I hadn’t seen for months.

Jiang Li stepped forward and was about to pick up the other person, but a layer of tough light film blocked his palm.

He exerted a little force, but the light film still firmly blocked his palm.

Jiang Li was stunned. The power he brought out with his every move was shocking and terrifying. Although he was afraid of hurting the other party, it was of little use.

But there was something on Qiu Hua's body that could block his hand.

This situation did not occur to other people. This light film could not have been created by those guys just now, otherwise they would not have been taken down so easily by Jiang Li.

This layer of energy light film seemed to be emitted from Shenshan Qiuhua's body. Is it Shushan's life-saving magic weapon? At this time, a jade pendant on his body emitted a milky white light, and the light film on Shenshan Qiuhua's body automatically disappeared.

This allowed Jiang Li to reach out and pick the other person up.

That was one of the gifts given to him by Shenshan Qiuhua when he was a guest in Shushan. She didn't tell him its specific function, and Jiang Li had been carrying it with him as an ordinary amulet.

Now it seems that this jade pendant should be a very important thing to Junior Sister Qiu Hua.

However, he didn't have the energy to think about anything else right now.

Jiang Li hugged the other person and carefully checked her from head to toe. He found that her clothes were intact and she had no obvious external injuries, but her internal injuries were serious.

It must be this energy that protected Qiu Hua.

But because those guys forcibly refined Shenshan Qiuhua's flying sword, causing its origin to be seriously injured, the situation is still quite dangerous.

(End of this chapter)