Chapter 36 Quickly wear! Kidnapping the Immortal Sect’s disciples
I am a hot-tempered person by nature. When I met the aloof He Yushu in the world of immortal cultivation, I was attracted to him at first sight and began to pursue him passionately.
But there was a misunderstanding and he left me.
I was filled with regret and could only desperately try to pursue my wife to the crematorium.
I have a special spiritual root that can quickly absorb spiritual energy and transform it into spiritual power. With this golden finger, I will definitely resolve the misunderstanding and let him come back to my side.
Chu Kuang's beastly laugh seemed particularly ferocious in the dim light of the misty forest. The spirit sword in his hand pointed directly at Feng Ziang's throat, and the tip of the sword emitted a cold light.
"Boy, hand over your spiritual roots obediently, and maybe you can spare your life!" Feng Ziang was forced into a desperate situation, with his back pressed against a sturdy old tree, and he had nowhere to retreat.
He was originally a casual cultivator, without any sect or school, and relied entirely on this unique spiritual root to struggle for survival in the dangerous world of immortal cultivation.
Now, this spiritual root that he relied on for survival has become a death warrant.
Just now, Feng Ziang was practicing deep in the Misty Forest, trying to break through the initial stage of Qi training.
This forest is rich in spiritual energy, but it is also full of dangers. It is a dangerous place where independent cultivators risk their lives to seek opportunities.
Suddenly, his spiritual roots moved, spiritual energy surged in like a tide, and the light around his body became brighter.
This sudden change not only made him ecstatic, but also attracted Chu Kuang who was not far away - a notorious little boss in the temporary camp and a ruthless character in the middle stage of Qi refining.
Feng Ziang knew that something was wrong. With his current cultivation level at the initial stage of Qi training, facing Chu Kuang was like throwing an egg against a rock.
Just as Chu Kuang was about to attack him, he suddenly had an idea and made a desperate effort to activate his special spiritual roots, madly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and converting it into spiritual power.
A layer of light blue spiritual power shield instantly formed around him, and with a muffled "bang", it just blocked Chu Kuang's attack.
There was a gleam of surprise in Chu Kuang's eyes, "Interesting..." He licked his lips, his greedy eyes became even more fiery, "I want to see how long this turtle shell of yours can last!" Feng Ziang endured the pain like his meridians were being torn apart. He had to find a way to get out as soon as possible.
There is an auction tonight at the makeshift camp outside the Misty Forest.
It is said that there will be a treasure at the meeting that can stabilize spiritual roots and increase the speed of cultivation...
Feng Zi clenched his teeth tightly, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Chu Kuang, you want my spiritual root, I can give it to you." Feng Ziang pretended to be calm, with a scornful arc on his lips, "However, I advise you to take a look at what this is first..." He slowly spread out his palm, and in his palm lay a glowing blue light...
Scales?
Chu Kuang narrowed his eyes and stared at the scale warily, "What the hell is this?"
Chu Kuang originally thought that Feng Ziang would beg for mercy or escape, but unexpectedly Feng Ziang suddenly jumped up and ran towards the temporary camp. While running, he did not forget to turn back and provoke: "Boss Chu, come and chase me if you have the guts! Let's see who runs faster or my turtle shell is harder!" This completely infuriated Chu Kuang, and he roared: "You little bastard, you are looking for death!" His figure flashed, and he chased after Feng Ziang like an arrow.
Feng Ziang intended to lead Chu Kuang to a crowded place. He bet that Chu Kuang would not dare to act too presumptuous in front of so many people.
Sure enough, when the two of them rushed into the temporary camp one after the other, many wandering cultivators gathered around, looking curiously at the two "uninvited guests" who suddenly appeared.
Seeing that more and more people were watching, Chu Kuang had no choice but to stop and pointed at Feng Zi and shouted, "This kid stole my treasure. Everyone, please judge for me!"
Feng Ziang sneered and retorted: "Boss Chu, you can eat whatever you want but you can't say whatever you want! When did I steal your things? It was obviously you who saw that I have special spiritual roots and wanted to kill people for the treasure!" He deliberately spoke very loudly to ensure that everyone around him could hear clearly.
For a moment, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd. Some people believed Chu Kuang's words, while others became interested in Feng Ziang's spiritual roots and secretly planned how to get a piece of the pie.
Some people came purely to watch the fun, with expressions that showed they were looking forward to a good show.
The two sides were at a stalemate and the atmosphere was tense.
Feng Ziang looked around, feeling anxious. He had to get out of this predicament as soon as possible...
He suddenly had an idea, and he slapped his forehead hard, and then...
Feng Ziang suddenly had an idea. He slapped his forehead and shouted in annoyance: "Oh no! How could I forget! Although my spiritual root is special, it has a fatal flaw! It needs a special treasure to repair it! Otherwise, it will backfire on itself sooner or later!" He paused, glanced at the people around him, and lowered his voice mysteriously: "I heard that there will be such a treasure at the auction tonight..." His words immediately attracted the interest of the surrounding cultivators. Someone asked: "What treasure? Tell me about it!"
Feng Ziang pretended to hesitate, and then said: "I don't know much either, I just know that the treasure can stabilize the spiritual roots and increase the speed of cultivation... I originally wanted to use a rare spiritual herb site to exchange for that treasure..."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes became hot.
Even Chu Kuang was a little hesitant. Although he was greedy, he also knew the terrible consequences of the backlash of spiritual roots.
If Feng Ziang's spiritual roots were really flawed, then they would be of no value to him.
Feng Ziang took advantage of Chu Kuang's hesitation and immediately ran towards the venue of the small auction.
When he arrived at the entrance of the auction, he was stopped by a beautiful woman in red.
"The admission fee is ten low-grade spirit stones." The woman's voice was clear, but her eyes were cunning. It was Su Yao, a staff member of the auction.
Ten low-grade spirit stones!
All of Feng Ziang's savings added up to no more than five low-grade spirit stones.
He gritted his teeth and was about to explain when he discovered that the spiritual roots in his body began to move again, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged towards him uncontrollably.
The registration book in Su Yao's hand suddenly caught fire without any fire and burned up instantly!
"Ah!" Su Yao screamed, hurriedly threw away the registration book, and frantically patted the sparks off her body.
Feng Ziang took advantage of this opportunity and slipped into the auction venue.
When Feng Ziang entered the venue, he found that it was already full of people.
All kinds of greedy, curious, and malicious looks swept over him, making him feel uneasy.
He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm.
He didn't know who would eventually get the treasure that could stabilize his spiritual roots, nor did he know if he could successfully bid for it...
He looked around, looking for an inconspicuous corner to sit down, but his eyes were fixed on the stage, where an object covered with red cloth was quietly waiting for its owner...
Feng Ziang's hands tightly grasped the remaining five low-grade spirit stones, and his palms were slightly sweaty.
At this moment, a shrill voice sounded...
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