MTL - Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price-Chapter 55 The Thirteenth Herb that Disappeared

   Chapter 55 The Thirteenth Herb that Disappeared

   After the blockade of the restricted area was over, the jailer planned to evacuate.

   As for the twelve bizarre herbal plants on Tuofeng Mountain, according to Song Zongwu, they grew under the influence of the restricted area for disaster elimination.

   Almost every restricted area that is blocked, the surrounding ecology will change.

   represents the twelve strange objects contained in the restricted area for disaster relief.

   From the appearance of the herbs, we can see the characteristics of strange things, but Ren Qing always feels that there are fewer trees.

   The real number should be thirteen, not twelve.

   He didn't know much about the restricted area for disaster elimination, so he reminded Song Zongwu by side-by-side, but the other party didn't find anything unusual after checking.

   Under such circumstances, there is no reason to stay in Camelback Mountain.

   After these days, the yamen's face was full of lingering tiredness.

   Of course, there are people like Xiao Wu who have been reborn under pressure, and their originally thin body has become much stronger.

   When he returns to Sanxiang City, Xiaowu will be promoted to a full-fledged yamen without incident, and his monthly money will be more than doubled.

   Dozens of people immediately set off for the return journey.

   The jailers followed behind the yamen to prevent a sudden beast attack.

  Only the land chose to go underground to hurry.

   They walked for dozens of miles and found that all the nearby mountain residents had evacuated, and the village was empty, not even a single person was seen.

  Ren Qing didn't try to contact the strange things of the magic scriptures, mainly because there is no shortage of opportunities after becoming a jailer, so why take this risk.

  The team marched for a day from morning to night, and as it got late, they found a place to rest.

   The jailers choose to be distributed nearby, and they practice their own practice without disturbing others, and eat and drink by themselves.

  Ren Qing was about to swallow some beasts to visualize the spell in front of his eyes, but noticed that there were a few trembling hunters by the bonfire.

   He stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter?"

  Chu Kuai shivered and replied, "If the policeman is fine, it's just a little chilly."

  Ren Qing discovered at this time that several yamen officers had a similar situation.

  As summer is approaching, how can it be cold in mid-April?

   The reason why the jailer didn't notice it was because the temperature difference was not obvious, which was normal for their physique.

  Ren Qing couldn't find the source of the problem, and could only suspect that it was the wind blowing from the mountains, which made people feel cold all over.

  He cut down a few trees with a large seedling knife, and after there was enough firewood to start a fire, it was not a big problem.

  The temperature did not drop further.

  Ren Qing was relieved. Anyway, there was Song Zongwu and others, so there was no need to worry about danger.

   He sat cross-legged on a high place and devoted himself to the visualization of blindness.

Although the    information flow can be forcibly promoted to spells, you still have to rely on yourself to fully master it.

  Ren Qing's current heavy pupil is far from the time when he was just promoted to the half-corpse realm, and he began to gradually explore the true power of the spell.

   "Expecting the enemy first" can even sense a crisis, which is no longer a pure reaction force.

  Unconsciously, Ren Qing's soul slowly floated out, as if standing above his head and looking at his body.

   He didn't dare to try to move, if he damaged his soul, it would be worth the loss.

  Ren Qing is just adapting to the state of separation of body and soul, to prepare for the promotion of twin nightmares in the future.

   As he concentrated, he could clearly hear nearby movements, such as the snoring of the yamen, and the traces of reptiles that preyed at night.

   Suddenly, Ren Qing frowned.

   The strange sound of rustling entered the ear.

   It sounded like flesh being torn apart, mixed with the sound of bones turning into pieces.

  Ren Qing immediately quit the state of separation of body and soul because his mood was affected. He opened his eyes and looked around quickly.

  But the camp was peaceful, and he couldn't see anything unusual, and it didn't seem like his senses were affected by some strange object.

  Ren Qing wants to enter the body-soul separation confirmation again, but the haste is not enough, the more concerned about it, the more difficult it is to find the state.

   He had no choice but to focus on visualization techniques, and he could also pay attention to his surroundings.

   But until the sky was bright, nothing strange happened on the hill where he was stationed, but instead made Ren Qing a little nervous.

  The yamen became energetic after supplementing their sleep, and each simply ate some dry food.

  Ren Qing removed the distracting thoughts from his mind, and then instructed everyone to pack up, planning to return to Sanxiang City as soon as possible.

   We were silent along the way.

  When the setting sun shone on them, they could already see the towering city gates in the distance.

   Everyone subconsciously accelerated their pace. The officers and soldiers saw that there were guards escorting them, and they put them into the city without checking.

  The streets with people coming and going come into view.

   The hawkers at the stalls sipped their products, the smell of food and drinks penetrated into the nostrils, and stalls with stewed dishes were everywhere.

   evoked some of the yamen's tear ducts.

   Compared with the temporary camp in the mountains, it is like returning to the world at this moment.

   "Damn, suffocate me."

  Huang Ziwan was wearing a bucket hat, and Sayazi ran into the city.

  Mu Yi and others greeted Song Zongwu and left one after another.

   Song Zongwu's expression was somewhat puzzled.

   He stopped and said, "Ren Qing, take the yamen to the yamen to report, I will come to you in a few days."

  Ren Qing couldn't help but ask, "Senior Song, what's wrong?"

   "Have you ever seen the land?"

   "I saw it at first, but I didn't see it when I went underground."

  Song Zongwu nodded and said, "I thought too much."

  The land left the team early, but he always felt that the opponent's state was inexplicably excited and seemed to be hiding something.

  Ren Qing didn't think much, and returned to the yamen together with the yamen.

  The rest of the yamen expressed their gratitude to Ren Qing very politely, and thought about the banquet, but they were all rejected by him one by one.

  The people couldn't rest immediately, they had to go to the magistrate first to receive the reward.

  Ren Qing walked on and couldn't help frowning.

   The sound of the soul's perception last night seemed to come from the ground? ! !

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   The bonfires that had been extinguished soon scattered smoke and dust, firewood was scattered everywhere, and there were even leftover dry food left by the yamen.

   The night fell, and cracks spread from the ground.

   Nearby birds spread their wings away, seeming to herald something unusual.

   After a while, a blood-red tender sprout grew on the hillside. It was several meters in size in the blink of an eye. From the outside, it seemed to be an herbal medicine.

  The branches of the herbs are all over the face, and the leaves are beating like a heart.

  If Ren Qing was present, he would definitely recognize that the herbal medicine was the one that disappeared from the forbidden area of ​​​​disaster elimination.

   Wait until the hillside is propped open by cracks, revealing the rhizomes of the giant herbs.

  The strange thing is that the end of the root is actually attached to a corpse.

   The corpse is half human, half animal, covered in scales similar to pangolins, and it is the land himself.

   He seemed to freeze at the moment of death, and he could see the greed on his face, and the rhizomes grew out of his body, as if he had actively swallowed grass seeds in his belly.

   A faint mist drifted away, and any beasts that approached the giant herbs turned into pus, which was finally absorbed by the rhizomes.

  The herbs continued to grow, and soon the size was more than ten meters, and the area of ​​the fog became wider and wider.

  The mist dissipated.

   Herbs burrow into the body of the earth like living things.

  The land woke up and looked at his hands with an inexplicable expression.

   "Who am I, I am alive..."

   (end of this chapter)