Chapter 16 Demonic Cultivator Storage Bag, Blood Crystal

The hall was silent for a while, and several people felt heavy-hearted. They all guessed the reason why Chen Qingmeng was in seclusion this time.

Without the help of the foundation-building pill, cultivators who want to succeed in building the foundation can only risk their lives. This time, Chen Qingmeng is in seclusion, and there is a 90% chance that he will never come out alive again.

After a while, the fifth elder Chen Qingwan asked: "You just came back and convened the elders meeting. What happened in Pingyang County?"

Chen Nianzhi came back to his senses. The most urgent task at this time was to pull out the hidden demon cultivators in Pingyang County. He didn't care about anything else. He hurriedly told everyone the whole story of the incident.

The fourth elder Chen Qingyuan had the most violent temper. He slammed the table on the spot: "We must not have no response to this matter, otherwise the major immortals and demon cultivators will think we are weak and can be bullied."

The third elder has been in charge of clan affairs for many years. Not only is his temperament steady, but his organization is also the clearest.

"As long as we make up our minds, ordinary demon cultivators will definitely not be able to escape our one-by-one investigation, but this requires manpower, and we are currently short of manpower."

"But things should be prioritized. Things that are not urgent can be put aside."

"This matter is of great importance. All the cultivators in the family who are not in seclusion should be called out to help."

Chen Nianzhi also nodded and added: "In order to prevent powerful demon cultivators, we should try our best to go."

"Yes." The third elder also nodded and said: "Just in case, the three of you go together, and I will be in charge of the family."

The meeting ended quickly, and the task of investigating demon cultivators was set.

This time, the family was determined to completely eliminate the hidden dangers of demon cultivators hidden among mortals at all costs.

That night, the third elder personally summoned the cultivators in the family one by one and issued this task that could not be refused.

And Chen Nianzhi sat in the mansion, holding the storage bag in his hand.

This storage bag was obtained by him when he killed the black-robed demon cultivator. He had been taking time to break the restrictions on it for nearly ten days, and today he finally broke the demon cultivator's mind.

After opening the storage bag, Chen Nianzhi checked the items inside.

The old demon didn't have much stuff. In addition to the two magic treasures, the Seven Souls Evil Ghost Banner and the Black Shuttle, there was only a small green shield.

Both magic treasures were extremely vicious treasures. If they were used frequently, they would affect the cultivator's mind. Although Chen Nianzhi was not a pedantic person, he didn't dare to use them easily unless it was a life-and-death situation.

The small green shield was a pure first-level high-quality magic weapon. This thing was called the Green Spirit Shield. After being activated, the shield light it turned into was enough to resist the attack of a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training.

On that day, the black-robed old demon relied on this treasure to withstand the repeated attacks of the Green Leaf Sword. If it weren't for the amazing power of the Red Flame Talisman left by the Seventh Uncle, I'm afraid Chen Nianzhi might not be able to take him down.

After getting this shield, Chen Nianzhi immediately sacrificed it to make up for the lack of his own defensive magic weapon.

He found that the storage bag was mostly filled with sundries, in addition to two bottles of pills, thirty spirit stones, a broken map, and more than four hundred blood crystals.

Both bottles of pills were magic pills made from blood evil things. Once taken, they might cause the devil to take over, so Chen Nianzhi could only destroy them.

The broken map looked like only half of it, and it seemed to be the ruins of a cultivator's cave, but because it was too broken, nothing could be seen.

Thirty spirit stones were equivalent to Chen Nianzhi's annual salary, which was a good income, but what really made Chen Nianzhi feel cold were the more than four hundred blood crystals.

As the most intelligent creatures, humans were born in this world. Even if they had never practiced, they would often have some spiritual energy over time.

Blood crystals are the essence of mortal blood. Usually, ten mortals can only melt one blood crystal.

For the demon cultivators, the spiritual energy contained in a blood crystal is about the same as that of a low-grade spiritual stone, but it is filled with turbid air and evil spirits. Only demon cultivators can use it, and immortal cultivators dare not absorb it.

At present, the blood crystals in the storage bag are piled up like hemp, which means that a full 4,000 mortals have been drained of blood by the demon cultivators, so that they can be smelted into these 400 blood crystals.

"The demon cultivators in this world..."

"They are really not sons of men, and they have lost all conscience!"

Chen Nianzhi looked at the blood crystals, almost tearing his eyes, even with his heart of two lives as a human being, it is difficult to calm down.

From childhood to adulthood, he has been influenced by what he has seen and heard, and he has long heard that demon cultivators do not work, have evil and crazy temperaments, like to burn, kill, rob, and do things that exterminate people, but he didn't expect that they would do it so ruthlessly.

You must know that most demon cultivators are also human beings. They use the souls of their own race to refine magic treasures and use mortal blood to smelt blood crystals as their own promotion resources. This is too cruel and vicious, and killing them is not enough to appease the public anger.

"All the demon cultivators in the world should be killed!"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Chen Nianzhi's eyes, but it quickly subsided.

"I'm not strong enough."

"Let's protect the Chen family, which gave birth to me, raised me, and is in a precarious situation."

After a long silence, he destroyed the blood crystals, magic pills, and other things one by one, and then closed his eyes.

"I was born between the vast heaven and earth, as humble as a dust-like mayfly ant, struggling to cross the gap between life and death, and can't see the road ahead."

"Only by practicing can we find the opportunity to change our destiny."

"Practice, it's a long road."

"..."

The next morning, Chen Nianzhi, together with the fourth and fifth elders, led the Chen family cultivators to Pingyang County.

This time, in addition to the people stationed in Qingyuan Mountain, almost all the people who could be mobilized on Qingyuan Mountain had been dispatched.

From the clan elders of the eldest generation to the juniors of the nianzi generation who have just broken through the early stages of Qi training, those who can take action have put down what they are doing.

Some people came out of seclusion in the middle of seclusion, some put down the half-refined five elements essence, some ended their vacation, and some took a break from taking care of the spiritual field.

Even the elder Chen Changyan, who is responsible for the inheritance of the family and specializes in educating the younger generations of the family, has stepped forward to do his best for the family.

Chen Changyan is now one hundred and twelve years old, and has almost touched the threshold of the one hundred and twenty-year-old Qi training limit. Now he has lost both Qi and blood and is at the point where he can no longer take action.

When Chen Nianzhi saw that he wanted to go with him, he couldn't sit still and wanted to ask him to go back and take care of himself, but he was shouted at:

"You little kid, don't think that I won't dare to discipline you once you become an elder."

"You forgot, I was the one who taught you how to practice since you were a child."

"Now that you are an elder, do you look down on me, old man?"

"When it comes to a life-and-death battle, my old bones haven't completely rotted away yet."

After being scolded for nothing, Chen Nian was speechless.

He knew that such old monks who had practiced for hundreds of years and had never died in a fight were often experienced and ruthless people.

If he really takes action, the opponent's strength in a short period of time may not be worse than his.

But it is only powerful for one battle. Once he takes action with all his strength, no matter what the result is, he will end up dying of exhaustion of energy and blood.