Squeak! The mouse had four golden needles stuck in its body and was pinned to the ground by Jiang Li. Its eyes were bulging with bloodshot under the pressure.
Just when the congestion reached a limit, one of the red-coated rat's eyes suddenly burst open, and a stream of black blood suddenly spurted towards Jiang Li's eyes.
Jiang Li instinctively raised his hand to block it, but some of the blood still passed through his fingers and shot into his eyes.
A burning pain appeared instantly, and Jiang Li felt as if his eyeballs were about to melt, and his vision immediately became blurred.
[Both eyes are corroded by poisonous blood, causing blindness to affect oneself. 】
[Strong detoxification status takes effect, blindness effect immunity, vision loss affects oneself. 】
【Decreased vision: . . . . 】(-+)
This damn rat actually has such a disgusting method. Jiang Li quickly pressed the minus sign for five seconds, and his blurred vision returned to normal.
If I hadn't nailed the four golden needles in time, I would have fallen on a mouse.
For "unknown reasons", this mouse suddenly became much stronger, with exaggerated speed and strength.
If it were an ordinary Qigong cultivator, his throat would be ripped open in an instant.
Jiang Li wiped the foul-smelling poisonous blood off his face, pinched out a few waste pills and stuffed them into the mouse's mouth.
"Squeak! Wait! Wait! I have a secret, a big secret!"
The mouse struggled and screamed frantically. Jiang Li wanted to take a closer look to see what else it had to say.
But after seeing the four golden needles being forced out of the body little by little.
Jiang Li didn't hesitate any longer. He tore out the mouse's upper and lower incisors alive, and then pushed five burnt, smelly and black waste pills into its stomach.
It turns out that even rats that have lived in filth all their lives cannot withstand the strong poison of the waste pill.
Soon, the mouse began to convulse and its abdomen heaved and twitched as if it was enduring great pain.
The dirty and black hair began to turn white gradually, and the mouse's originally swollen body quickly shrank like a deflated balloon, and soon became just skin and bones, looking extremely miserable.
Bang! A pale yellow seed was spit out from the mouth of the red-coated mouse.
[Name: Spiritual Root Seed? ]
【Type: Miscellaneous】
[Rank: Unknown]
【Note: Not recommended for consumption. 】
As expected! Jiang Li was excited.
But unlike the bean-sized seed in Jiang Li's hand, the seed in front of him was almost the size of a durian seed. It looked round and smooth, smelled fragrant, and looked very delicious.
Jiang Li knew that the thing had just been spit out from the mouse's mouth. He felt disgusted, but he couldn't help but put it close to his nose and smell it.
Just by smelling it, his whole body trembled and his soul almost ascended to heaven.
That smell not only stimulated his sense of smell and taste to the extreme, but also made his spiritual energy boil spontaneously, and he developed an irresistible desire for the source of the smell, as if by eating this seed, he could break through to the foundation-building stage on the spot.
No, no, no!
You're done if you eat this!
Jiang Li swallowed his saliva, and the rationality in his heart finally prevailed. He resisted the urge to swallow the food and threw the seeds into the coffin.
This temptation is much stronger than the previous spiritual root seed.
After collecting the seeds, Jiang Li squatted on the ruins and gasped for air. The desire had not completely dissipated, just like the feeling of a drug addict during an attack. His whole body was shaking with discomfort and emptiness.
He could feel his tongue and nose going numb. Just by smelling it, the stimulation was enough to make him unable to taste any delicious food for weeks.
It's... really scary stuff.
After calming down for a long while, Jiang Li began to touch the dying mouse again.
Where's the golden elixir? Where's the golden elixir? Brother Shu, you must be the reincarnation of Elder Duan Shuang, right? You have such a big golden elixir! It's useless to keep it, why not give it to your disciples to keep for you?
However, after searching for a long time and using his spiritual power to explore, Jiang Li still found nothing.
The golden elixir is really not in this mouse's body.
After thinking about it, Jiang Li did not take back the golden needle. He tied up the mouse with the iron chain on his body and stuffed it into the coffin.
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In the end, Jiang Li still failed to find the soul-collecting bag. Instead, he met a few outer disciples who were lost on the road.
Although those outer disciples were not familiar with Jiang Li and had never even spoken to him, they had at least met him once.
They were very excited when they saw Jiang Li, but before they could say "Junior Brother Jiang Li", they were choked back into their stomachs and changed their words with a look of disbelief.
"Senior Brother Jiang Li!"
Jiang Li felt a little uncomfortable being called "senior brother" by an outer disciple who was much older than him.
But that's how it is in the world of cultivating immortals. Age has never been a problem. There is no reason for him to give up the bonuses from the sect that he had fought so hard to obtain.
With a few people around, it was not convenient for Jiang Li to do anything else, so he took them back to the place where the flying boat crashed.
At this time, many outer disciples had gathered here under guidance and assistance, but they all looked sad and pale, and their personal conditions were very bad.
After all, he had just escaped death, and even the pressure of the thunder tribulation on his body has not completely dissipated. If his condition could get better, Jiang Li might be even more suspicious and might even feed them a few waste pills to try.
At this time Jiang Li also saw Elder Zhong who was standing next to the flying boat studying the extent of the damage.
He took out the purple talisman paper from his arms and handed it over respectfully.
"Elder Zhong, thank you for the talisman paper."
Elder Zhong was looking at the damaged ship, his face full of pain. It looked like the ship could still be salvaged, but the cost would be huge even for the sect.
When he saw that it was Jiang Li who came, he forced a kind smile on his face and took the Jia Ma talisman paper.
Then his face twitched again, and he was afraid that this armor and horse talisman would soon be useless.
"What happened in the city? Tell me about it."
The thunderstorm came suddenly and they did not have time to inquire in detail. Now that the incident has finally come to an end, there are still many confusions and doubts.
It's time to find out what that frost did in the city.
The other outer disciples were questioned one by one by the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.
As the "winner" who found and killed the eleven defected disciples, Jiang Li must know more. Moreover, the inner disciples are not under the jurisdiction of the law enforcement disciples, so naturally it is the elders like them who should be questioned.
Heartbroken (-ω`) (End of this chapter)