Jiang Li and Yin Qiu rowed the boat for a long time and saw a man in a white robe on the water, holding a pile of Yin-Yang bamboos and inserting them into the water.

As I slowed down and got closer, I realized that it was a wooden puppet with a sad expression on its face.

Seeing them coming, the wooden puppet wiped the non-existent sweat from his face in a very humane manner and spoke to them.

Seeing the familiar puppet and hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Li's face lit up with joy, as he had met an acquaintance.

"Elder Weng Sanqi, I am your disciple Jiang Li, and Senior Brother Yin Qiu is here to send me here."

The wooden puppet scratched his head, seeming a little confused.

"Jiang Li... I seem to have heard of this name..."

Jiang Li: (¨)Okay, just a one-sided acquaintance.

"Elder, you have given your disciple some advice on dual-attribute spiritual roots."

Jiang Li gave a timely reminder.

"Oh, yes, yes, I remember now. There is indeed such a Jiang Li. Did you accept the mission alone? No elders are leading the team?"

Elder Weng Sanqi may have drunk too much from the wine jar and his mind is not working well.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm short of manpower. Come over here quickly."

"That boy Yin Qiu, thank you for taking care of my disciples in Sutra Valley. Next time I see your uncle, I will praise you."

The puppet waved his hand and said something polite, but it was actually a gesture to leave.

Yin Qiu naturally understood what he meant, and he wasn't displeased at all.

"You are too polite, Elder Weng. Yin Qiu will take his leave."

After saying that, Yin Qiu threw the bamboo pole to Jiang Li, then unsheathed the flying sword Chiqiong on his back. The graceful swordsman in white stepped on the flying sword, stood with his hands behind his back, and flew in the direction he came from, close to the water surface, leaving only one sentence.

"Junior Brother Jiang Li, let's fight again another day~"

That floating posture...

The long sword breaks through the air and rides on the wind, and the sharp sword reaches the peak!

This is what it means to cultivate immortality!

On the other hand, Jiang Li, without Yin Qiu standing on the boat to keep his balance, immediately began to sway left and right, swinging the bamboo pole that was thick at one end and thin at the other end back and forth like a balance beam.

If Elder Weng Sanqi had not been unable to bear it anymore and controlled the wooden man to come up and steady the boat, Jiang Li would probably have fallen into the water again to enjoy some fish therapy.

"Go ahead, now that the person has left, what did you want to say when you winked at me just now?"

Look, who said that Elder Weng Sanqi got drunk and became stupid? He is fat and very careful.

"Elder, we have made a great discovery!"

Jiang Li spoke seriously, using simple and clear words as possible, to explain the situation of more than 2,000 children with spiritual roots.

"You mean, those more than 2,000 children were all found to have spiritual roots?"

Elder Weng Sanqi also became serious.

More than two thousand people with spiritual root qualifications are equivalent to the number of disciples normally recruited in three or four Ascension Conferences.

It can directly increase the number of outer disciples by one quarter.

For the Sutra Valley, which has a history of less than three hundred years, this is already a very good harvest.

But that’s not the point.

Is this related to their coma? Is there some special method that can allow mortals to have spiritual roots? No, this is impossible! This idea is too bold.

Elder Weng Sanqi subconsciously rejected this speculation. After all, this kind of thing of changing fate against heaven has been tried by countless cultivators and mortals since ancient times, but all of them have failed! Even if it is really possible to change fate against heaven and create artificial spiritual roots, it is definitely an extremely rare case and it is impossible to produce it on such a large scale!

But, even if this is not the case... Even if we take a step back and say that this kind of coma is just a special phenomenon, a large-scale phenomenon that only applies to those with spiritual root qualifications.

As long as this phenomenon is understood and Sutra Valley masters this method, it will be able to easily carry out large-scale rapid testing of spiritual roots without relying on others!

Just think about it, with such an advantage, Sutra Valley can easily plunder a large number of disciples in the Dachongshan area!

In time, when the next generation of disciples grows up, Sutra Valley will surely become the number one immortal gate in Dachong Mountain!

As a result, for the Sutra Valley, the matter in the capital of the Innan Kingdom is much more important than the Golden Core Corpse Demon here! "Elder Weng, there are seven outer disciples who are carrying out the mission with me. They are still in the capital at this time to protect the news from being leaked."

"But their strength is limited. There are too many independent cultivators gathered here because of the appearance of the monster. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for long."

"It is precisely because it takes too long to report back to the sect, and we are afraid of accidents, that we disciples have gone all the way down the river to seek help from the elders!"

Jiang Li didn't say anything, but his face clearly said, "I have died several times and have made great contributions. Elder, please don't forget me!"

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"You did a great job! I will inform the sect of this news immediately. You will get a reward. Come to my side first."

Weng Sanqi was also a smart man, how could he not see Jiang Li's thoughts? However, Jiang Li not only made a contribution, but also handed it to him. What if he gave him a reward? The puppet wooden man with a sad face stretched out his hand and slapped the boat.

Jiang Li saw that there seemed to be an extremely thin silk thread connected to the boat.

The next second, the boat was pulled by a huge force and rushed towards the river bank in one direction at a speed several times faster than before.

Jiang Li couldn't even stand steadily while holding on to the chain. He lowered his body and almost squatted down to hug the boat.

Bang! Two minutes later, the slender boat, shaped like a shuttle, suddenly rushed onto the river bank, slid for dozens of meters, and finally stopped in a simple shed.

Inside the shed, a short monk with gray hair and ruddy complexion was holding a communication spirit stone and saying something.

Who else could it be but Weng Sanqi, the elder of Qimen Hall?

Jiang Li didn't say anything and waited silently.

"Jiang Li, come here and tell me everything again."

Elder Weng Sanqi handed over the communication spirit stone.

Jiang Li grabbed the spirit stone in his hand and felt a voice beside his ear.

"The sect team has already set out. Now, tell us everything you know, no matter how big or small. Don't leave anything out!"

The voice on the other end was very stern, and it did not say what the consequences would be for Jiang Li if he lied, because that would only be ten times more miserable than the worst case scenario Jiang Li could imagine.

Jiang Li cleared his throat and recounted everything he had seen and heard along the way without adding his own opinions, including the yellowing and wilting flowers and plants in the jungle, and the several groups of wandering cultivators who attacked them in the city.

Jiang Li himself still couldn't figure out why the grass turned yellow, so maybe it would be better to let the sect investigate.

As for those few independent cultivators, haha, they must bear the corresponding price for being so bold.

"Very good. If you remember anything that has been missed, please report it immediately. During this period of time, please stay with Elder Weng."

After saying that, the other end hung up the call.

Jiang Li didn't know who was on the other side, but judging from the attitude of Elder Weng Sanqi, it was obvious that the other party was a higher-level figure than him.

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