Chapter 323 Animal Body Transplantation

Yuan Ming found something in Cui Wuran's memory. More than a year ago, he first met Cui Wuran in Xiansha City. Cui Wuran invited him to do a mission together, and also wanted to lead him out and give him to those people in Guiyuan Sect, but he refused at that time.

Cui Wuran's cultivation was able to break through, thanks to the benefits he got from Guiyuan Sect.

The so-called flower-transferring and wood-transferring method is also one of the benefits given by those people, which is also the biggest reason why Cui Wuran is devoted to Guiyuan Sect.

He has three spiritual roots, which is medium in the world of immortal cultivation. Generally speaking, if there is no special opportunity or great support from the sect family, it is the limit to cultivate to the foundation-building stage, especially for the identity of a casual cultivator, it is even more difficult. Only by using the flower-transferring and wood-transferring method can there be hope of forming a pill.

As for that manager Liao, although he is a trusted backbone of the Xiansha City Lord's Mansion, he participated in it at all costs, and it was also because of the temptation of forming a pill by the flower-transferring and wood-transferring method. Cui Wuran got his help and succeeded frequently in the past two years.

"The temptation of Jindan is indeed great. If I were not a soul cultivator and did not have the secret art of soul elixir, I would probably also hope for this art of transplanting flowers and trees." Yuan Ming said inwardly, and took out the Soul-Destroying Sword and pointed it out.

A sword energy shattered the man's soul, and Cui Wuran's aura completely dissipated.

Yuan Ming came to the side of the thin and tall old man, put his palm on his head, and searched his soul again, and soon figured out the old man's origin.

This man was originally a casual cultivator. After being captured by Guiyuan Sect, he betrayed a group of friends in exchange for freedom. In the end, he simply became involved with them and started the business of trafficking cultivators.

Because the thin and tall old man has been in Guiyuan Sect for a long time, he has a closer relationship with this group of cultivators. There is a picture of their lair in his memory, which is a mine controlled by Guiyuan Sect. The captured cultivators will be sent into the mine and handed over to a Jindan-stage cultivator there.

The Jindan-stage cultivator was the ruler of that mine. He seemed to be using the captured cultivators to make many cruel attempts. What impressed the tall and thin old man the most was that the Jindan-stage cultivator transplanted some parts of the monster's body into the cultivator.

Yuan Ming remembered the horn on the forehead of the one-horned man before, and then he realized it.

The attempt of the Jindan-stage cultivator was somewhat similar to the fur-covering technique of Biluo Cave, both of which implanted the power of the monster into the cultivator's body.

However, according to the memory of the tall and thin old man, transplanting the body of the monster directly into the cultivator's body was extremely risky, and more than half of the probability would cause the human and monster forces to collide, causing the implanted person to explode and die.

Yuan Ming shook his head and continued to search his soul, his expression suddenly froze.

In the memory of the tall and thin old man, a figure that he was quite familiar with appeared, but it was Wulu.

He was also in that mine, working hard to mine with those miners.

"Why is Wulu here? Is it a new mission for his family, or was he lured and captured?" Yuan Ming guessed secretly.

Wulu was one of the few friends he made when he first entered the immortal path in Southern Xinjiang. Although they had experienced many twists and turns in the middle, they were generally considered to be friends who had experienced life and death together, and they were quite compatible.

With this man's scheming and means, he shouldn't be deceived, right? However, judging from the old man's memory, it didn't seem like he was lurking, and what was the purpose of lurking in such a place?

He was a little confused and was about to continue searching the soul to find the specific location of the vein.

The body of the thin and tall old man suddenly trembled, his breath completely disappeared, and his soul slowly dissipated.

This person was already dying, and now he could no longer hold on.

A green light rose from Yuan Ming's palm, trying to rescue him, but it was too late.

"I was careless." He frowned and muttered to himself, turned to the red gold centipede, and raised his hand.

A transparent soul crow flew out of the centipede's head. It was the second soul he had cultivated painstakingly for more than a year, which had been hidden in Zuo Qinghui's body before.

The previous control of the thin and tall old man and the red gold centipede was all done by this soul.

This soul fragment has been growing stronger over the past year. Although its soul power is far inferior to that of Yuan Ming's main soul, it is not inferior to that of an ordinary mid-stage foundation-building cultivator.

The red-gold centipede is a demon beast. Although its body is strong, its soul is quite weak and cannot resist the control of the soul fragment.

As soon as the soul fragment left, the red-gold centipede's eyes quickly regained clarity, and a fierce aura quickly revived.

Yuan Ming activated the Soul-Destroying Sword and pointed at the red-gold centipede in the air.

A black sword energy shot out and flashed into the red-gold centipede's head. The red-gold centipede's body trembled and its soul completely disintegrated.

Yuan Ming took out a large spirit beast bag, put the red-gold centipede, the tall and thin old man, and Cui Wuran's body into it, and then summoned the Qingyun Crane to fly into the sky in one direction.

Although he did not find the location of the mineral vein from the tall and thin old man, he found the route that the Guiyuan Sect cultivators took to come here. Others will probably pass by here on their way back.

Following those people, he can also find the location of the mineral vein.

Half a day later, the Guiyuan Sect returned in a flying boat.

Ishikawa had been captured, his hands and feet were tied tightly, and he was thrown into the flying boat. His head and face were covered in blood, and he had obviously been severely beaten.

Manager Liao was also in the flying boat at this moment. Yue Rong escaped, and he could no longer return to Xiansha City, so he could only join the Guiyuan Sect.

The expressions of the Guiyuan Sect cultivators at this time were a little heavy. Although they captured Ishikawa and Manager Liao joined them, they lost the red gold centipede, and they didn't know what punishment they would receive when they returned.

At this moment, on the ground ahead, the sand and dust rumbled, and it seemed that someone was fighting.

"Is there someone fighting with monsters down there? It seems to be a casual cultivator!" The person controlling the flying boat said.

Everyone on the boat heard this and sent their spiritual senses downward.

In the sand and dust, a black-skinned, short-haired foundation-building cultivator was fighting two level-two sandworms. He was already seriously injured and was fighting and retreating.

"Catch them alive to make up for the loss!" The one-horned man nodded and ordered.

Two Guiyuan Sect cultivators flew down. Seeing this, the black-skinned cultivator was horrified and hurriedly used a flying magic weapon to escape, but was soon caught up by the two Guiyuan Sect cultivators and brought back to the flying boat.

The flying boat did not stop and continued to shoot forward.

Behind a nearby sand dune, the void fluctuated and Yuan Ming's figure appeared. His eyes flickered slightly, and I don't know what he was thinking.

As for the black-skinned cultivator, it was none other than Zuo Qinghui.

In order to change his appearance and aura, Yuan Ming spent a lot of effort.

He shaved off Zuo Qinghui's beard and hair, and washed his whole body with a special potion, temporarily turning his skin black. Then he used a blood-melting secret technique from Huaxue Gong and Zangyuan Technique to temporarily change Zuo Qinghui's mana aura, and finally succeeded in hiding it from the eyes and ears of the Guiyuan Sect monks.

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Under the scorching sun, the chains rattled, and the hot shackles rubbed Zuo Qinghui's ankles, leaving light red scratches.

He raised his hand without saying a word, hooked his fingers on the collar on his neck, and felt around, but did not find any gaps.

After the Guiyuan Sect monks captured him, they immediately put the ring on him. His mana was instantly suppressed, and his cultivation plummeted all the way, and finally stopped at the third level of Qi Refining.

However, the collar only suppressed mana, but had no effect on the soul. As Yuan Ming's soul, as long as he wanted, he could leave this body at any time and attach himself to someone else.

However, he was captured on purpose this time, so he just sat there quietly without making any big moves.

On the deck of the flying boat, besides him, there were more than a dozen prisoners with collars around their necks, including Ishikawa, whose head was covered in blood.

These monk prisoners were either panic-stricken or angry. Due to the suppression of magic weapons, Zuo Qinghui could not see their specific cultivation level, and could only guess their former strength from their different expressions.

In addition to these monk prisoners, there were also a large number of mortal prisoners on the flying boat. They also wore shackles and chains, but no collars were installed on their necks.

The people in charge of guarding nearby were the Guiyuan Sect monks, and their number was more than what Yuan Ming had seen before. It should be that when others went out to capture people, some people stayed on the flying boat to guard the prisoners.

After Zuo Qinghui was captured, this group of people did not immediately control the flying boat to return, but walked and stopped on the road, and went to other places to capture some monks and mortals.

Now, nearly five days have passed since Zuo Qinghui was captured. Everyone on the boat also learned from the conversation of the monks of Guiyuan Sect that the flying boat has already set out on the way home.

Although they don’t know how long it will take to arrive, the prisoners on the flying boat know that when they arrive, the guards will only be more than now, not less.

Therefore, due to the advantage in numbers, even if their magic power is suppressed, the monks and prisoners who have long been accustomed to being high and mighty are naturally unwilling to stay dormant. Many people want to seize the current opportunity and get rid of their shackles in one fell swoop.

However, the biggest obstacle between them and freedom is the collar around their necks.

This magic weapon is actually not very clever. Although it cannot use its own magic power after being suppressed, as long as there is external force to assist, the collar can be forcibly removed by using the magic power of the foundation-building period to impact the collar.

But now on the flying boat, the monks with the magic power of the foundation-building period seem to be the only ones who have captured them.

Freedom seems to be out of reach.

But not entirely.

Zuo Qinghui suddenly found that on his right hand side, there was a bald man with a large tattoo on his forehead. The collar on his neck was a little old, and the spiritual light on it went out from time to time, which made his cultivation recover for a moment.

The bald man naturally noticed this. He sat silently in the crowd with his eyes closed, waiting for the opportunity to come with his mind and concentration. Next to him, several prisoners quietly moved to the man's side to help him block the guards' sight.

They seemed to have found the key to escape, but when Zuo Qinghui accidentally looked at the nearby guards, he saw a meaningful smile on their faces.

The next moment, a subtle "click" sound suddenly sounded, and the bald man suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashed across his face, and then he immediately reached out to help the people around him to remove the restrictions.

But at this moment, two golden lights suddenly flashed and fell directly on the bald man, turning into two golden ropes, tying up the man's hands and feet.

Then, a guard wearing the uniform of a Guiyuan Sect disciple came over with a sneer on his face.

He pointed his right hand in the direction of the sturdy man with a sword-like finger. From behind him, a dagger-like magic weapon flew into the crowd and circled around the bald sturdy man several times, leaving dozens of bloody wounds.

The sturdy man groaned, and blood flowed out of the wound. He instantly turned into a bloody man, which made the people around him shudder.