On the road again, he soon encountered his second opponent, Elder Xu of the Long Qing sect.

When enemies meet, they don't need to say any words, they just wave the sword arrogantly and kill them in two moves.

His third opponent was another one he found difficult to defeat.

Those playful and beautiful eyes that can speak are as sparkling and bright as the stars in the clear sky on a summer night.

That pure and beautiful face, well-developed and attractive figure, showing thousands of styles, already have the peerless style of a disaster-level beauty.

As a girl, Lin Xi had not yet cut her hair short, with a long braid trailing down her back. Although she was wearing a dark green dress with a waistband, she showed a dashing and charming appearance.

Jin Ziming looked at her silently, and began to torture his soul in his heart. Who tempted him more, the fairy or the witch?

This question made it difficult for him to answer for a moment. While he was obsessed with it, Lin Xi, with charming eyes, came with broken steps.

The soft waist full of vitality and the bright and charming face are as stunning as the orange glow rising from the blue sea, and like the red lotus swaying in the green water.

He sighed softly:

"Oh, I think too much. I'm still focused on chasing my fairy."

Regarding Ye Xianzi, he is not just fanciful, this has never been his style. Since he admires her, he must take action. Otherwise, just thinking without practicing, in his opinion, is a coward.

He looked at the graceful enchantress in front of him and swung the knife cruelly. As a result, the beauty Lin Xi died like this and became the nourishment for his soul.

Being able to meet two stunning beauties during his girlhood made him very satisfied. He threw away the unexplainable regret and continued on his way.

Next, he easily killed Ning Shuiwen, the twin sisters, Qin Yunhao, Mao Xingquan and others.

When I met the second elder, I just ran into a little trouble. Liu Yangjun's soul was at the early stage of the third level, which was not outstanding.

However, his physical force was very strong, and in the end he used a combination of the divine soul flying knife and a long silver needle to defeat his opponent.

Getting closer and closer to the edge of the forest, Zhao Gui and Shi Kaiqiang, as well as the golden elixirs that he had talked to on Jinli Mountain, were also captured one after another.

Jin Ziming thought in his mind that all his opponents had been wiped out. He felt relaxed, hummed an unknown ditty, and walked towards the third level.

Mi Mi's voice came out and could be vaguely heard:

"It's good to be a casual cultivator, it's good to be a rogue cultivator, it's a good baby to be a rogue cultivator, Hun Qingzi, I..., hahaha!"

The contented and melodious singing echoed through the woods.

Just as he was about to walk out of the forest, he suddenly found two people on the left fighting fiercely. A little lolita holding a black stick was fighting with an ordinary-looking girl.

The little loli was only about twelve years old. She was wearing a red dress and had a beautiful face under her long, slightly curly hair.

Her eyes are clear and she looks back, her nose is straight, and her small red lips are slightly raised. Although her forehead is higher and her nose is slightly larger, it only increases her recognition. She will definitely be a great actress when she grows up.

A beauty with unique temperament and charm.

The little Lolita's dress was dirty, with some bloodstains and damage. It looked like she had gone through countless bloody battles before she got here.

She was sweating on her forehead and panting. Suddenly, a "sweet" singing voice came from her. She immediately realized that a "slut" was passing by, so she shouted for help:

"Brother, help me, I only have the last opponent left!"

Although the words were urgent, the voice was very sweet, which made Jin Ziming have an impulse to protect her for no reason, as if she was his biological sister.

Without thinking, he rushed to the little Loli's side and faced the enemy side by side with her.

The girl opposite had sharp palm skills and strong strength, but she was still unable to match Jin Ziming's Leng Yue.

"Brother, be careful, the guardian elder is at the fourth level of Yuanshen."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Ziming was immediately horrified. Why did he encounter a fourth-level pervert again? He immediately transformed into two slightly smaller soul bells and placed them in the soul cauldron to provide three insurances for his spiritual space.

He didn't dare to distract himself from talking to the little Lolita, he just silently recited the "Four Little Blessing Mantras" and tried his best to guard against his opponent's soul attack.

Sure enough, a soul arrow shot out in an instant. It penetrated the soul cauldron and the first soul bell with a "pop" sound, and then pierced the second soul bell. Although the castration slowed down a little, it still continued to move forward.

Its sharpness is slightly stronger than the little snake we encountered before, and it is estimated that it is close to the peak of the early stage of the fourth level of Yuanshen.

Jin Ziming's mouth began to bleed again. He quickly gathered up his colored soul energy and used two more soul bells to block the arrow.

Seeing that it was difficult to defeat him, he had no choice but to take out a long silver needle and stab it out with "Kun force". The girl and the little loli said "Eh" at the same time. The former was frightened and the latter was surprised.

"Brother, this is a high-level Horcrux. It should be able to force her back." Little Loli screamed.

Sure enough, with the waving of the silver needle, the girl's face became solemn and she kept retreating.

Jin Ziming had experience fighting small snakes, so he had no hesitation. He grabbed the little Lolita and ran out of the forest.

The girl looked struggling, and after hesitation, she lost the chance to catch up with them.

The two of them rushed out and lay down on a lawn. They both felt a little weak and scared. They both meditated and adjusted their breath in silence. They didn't open their eyes until they burned a stick of incense.

"Big brother, my name is Rui Ying. I come from Dongfang Kundao. What about you?" the little Loli asked crisply.

"My name is Jin Ziming, and I am still a casual cultivator for the time being."

Then, she hesitated and asked:

"Well, can I see your silver needle?"

Jin Ziming didn't think much about it and handed it to her casually. The little girl tossed it over and over with envy, her eyes were glowing green and she was almost drooling.

"This Horcrux is one level higher than mine."

"Horcrux? What is a Horcrux?" Jin Ziming asked in surprise.

"Oh my God, you don't even know about Horcruxes, but you still own them?

Horcruxes are weapons that can carry the soul, convert it into power, and be used for attack or defense. They are relatively rare in the world of cultivation and are far more precious than weapons of the same level."

Little Loli explained.

"Oh, it turns out that this long needle is also a treasure."

The little Loli patted her forehead and returned the silver needle to him with great reluctance.

"Brother, let's join forces for the third level of the battle. I am at the late stage of the third level of Yuanshen. I am close to the realm of Dzogchen. I will not hold you back."

"Ah, your soul is so powerful, you are awesome." Jin Ziming praised.

"Our Dongfang Kun Dao is an alchemy sect. If the soul is weak, there will be no way out."

"What level of sect is Dongfang Kun Dao?"

"Brother, you are a genuine casual cultivator, you don't know anything.

Dongfang Kundao is also a second-level sect and belongs to the first-level sect Jingdan Hall.”

"Okay then, we can join forces, how will the harvest be divided?"

"Look, can we split it in half? If it doesn't work, six of you and four of us would be fine," the little Loli tried to ask.

"As long as you can play a role in the battle, then it's half and half." Jin Ziming replied readily.

"Okay, thank you!"

After agreeing on the conditions for forming a team, the two set off. They climbed a hillside and suddenly saw a bright view.

There is a quiet valley ahead, with lakes of various colors, large and small, light blue, dark blue, emerald green, silver, beige, and even orange-red, with clear water.

There is a waterfall a little far away, with rumbling water and splashing silver flowers. In the pool below, colorful stones are clearly visible.

Several towering old trees beside the pool were reflected in the water, and several groups of gorgeous butterflies were flying above. There was not a single fish swimming in the water, and only small ripples appeared in the breeze.

In the center of the valley, there is a lawn full of green grass and wild flowers, and a huge black coffin is placed there.

There were two monks, a man and a woman, beside him. They didn't make any movement, they just sat cross-legged and meditated quietly.

Jin Ziming and Rui Ying looked at each other and walked slowly towards there. Jin Ziming remembered that they were both casual cultivators, so he heard the male cultivator on the right say indifferently:

"Don't worry. Senior Hun Qingzi has just reminded you that the coffin will not be opened until six people arrive. Just wait slowly."

Jin Ziming and Rui Ying both sat down. Nearly two hours later, a male cultivator and a monk came one after another.

The man was also a casual cultivator, and he soon chatted with the two people who had arrived first.

Jin Ziming secretly looked at the young monk. He was of medium height and had an ordinary appearance.

Except for the bald head, he was an inconspicuous type among the crowd, but Jin Ziming didn't pay attention to which sect he was a disciple before teleporting.

"The benefactor, a little beauty, a poor monk named Yimao, comes from Huijue Temple, a second-level sect under Thousand Buddha Island.

I remember that the donor is from the Lingyun sect, but I wonder where the little beauty comes from?" the monk asked with a smile, without any trace of the demeanor of a senior monk.

"I come from Dongfang Kun Dao. I heard that dealing with monks will bring bad luck. Is it true?" Rui Ying asked childishly.

"Dongfang Kundao, I have admired you for a long time! As for the theory of bad luck, it is absolutely nonsense.

Many of the donors I have interacted with are very lucky, some have achieved fame, some have made a fortune in business, and some have made great progress in cultivation."

"Really? Then what are you capable of?" Little Loli still felt a little disgusted and asked with a curl of her lips.

"The poor monk is well-balanced in all aspects and has comprehensive abilities. I wonder which aspect the female donor is particularly interested in?" the monk said with a smile.

"Forget it, I'm not even interested." Rui Ying rolled her eyes and lost interest in continuing the conversation.

Monk Yimao was not angry when he encountered a problem. He turned to Jin Ziming and said:

"Donor, can you tell me your surname?"

"My name is Jin Ziming, and her name is Rui Ying."

"Donor Jin, you see the three casual cultivators over there have formed a team, how about we join forces too? After all, we are all righteous disciples of the second-level sect, so we can be considered a family."

Jin Ziming glanced at the three people opposite him, then looked at the monk and the little lolita, and suggested:

"Okay, no problem. Rui Ying and I originally decided to split it half and half. Now that you've joined, how about dividing the spoils according to the size of each's contribution?"

The two of them were happy to accept it, and the team was immediately formed.


Chapter completed!