It seems like carrying a statue of God back to worship.

By the sea of ​​consciousness in Qincheng, the black demon also saw all this, looking strange.

Unexpectedly, by accident, the master was regarded as an immortal.

But thinking about it, it may be safer to be carried back by these villagers than to throw them here.

After all, even if Qin Cheng loses all his power and his consciousness is gone, the Taoist body is still in the realm of tribulation.

Moreover, he was so weak that he didn't have much strength to move around, so he simply closed his eyes and slowly recovered and let them go.

Everyone was so happy that they carried Qincheng back to the village, and they felt like they were going to get rich.

"Missary Chief, since this is an immortal body, it must be of high value. I wonder if I can sell dozens of taels of silver."

Some warriors couldn't help but be curious.

"A little bit of money? It's so petty. Your vision is too small. If it's really as I expected, this is the body of a fairy, then the benefits we get will never have to worry about food and clothing in our lifetime."

"That's amazing, that's great."

"God blesses you, it is best for the immortal to be healthy."

All the warriors were both excited and a little nervous.

Next, Qincheng was sent to the village and placed in the temple to worship it. The temple was filled with fireworks and was clean and tidy. More than a dozen warriors outside the temple took turns to protect them, for fear of an accident in Qincheng.

The old village chief who recognized Qin Cheng as an immortal body took two warriors to the town.

Their village is located on the edge of a barren mountain, so they are targeted by demon wolves.

The monks closest to them are only available in the town.

After spending one night, the black demon gradually relaxed.

After so long, I believe that the person who chased Qincheng should have given up.

Moreover, if Qincheng stays in such a place, those pursuers will never dream of it.

When he was tired and sleepy, the black demon gradually fell asleep.

After another half a day, there was another movement outside the temple.

"Hou Xianchang, the immortal corpse is here. His whole body is very complete, his hair is lifelike, and he has not fallen a single one, and he is very young."

"Old village chief, don't worry. We will not rely on your benefits for the cultivators. As long as the corpse is real, we will definitely not treat it unfairly."

"Sir, please come in."

With the old man smiling all over his face, several warriors were full of enthusiasm and walked in surrounded by a middle-aged man in a blue shirt.

"Um?"

As soon as I entered the temple, the middle-aged man put it on Qin Cheng at a glance.

He was stunned at first, then his expression changed drastically.

In front of many mortals, he flew forward regardless of his image, squatted in front of Qin Cheng, and reached out and pressed his hand on Qin Cheng's shoulder.

"It's alive, and it's a living dead man, as if his soul has been drained. Could it be that he has encountered an evil cultivator, but why did the evil cultivator leave his body?"

The middle-aged monk was extremely surprised.

He has a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivation, so he can naturally understand more than these warriors.

Qin Cheng's body is not the so-called body of ancient monks, but the current monks, but for some reason, they have lost their souls.

Of course, Qin Cheng's soul is still there, but this cultivator's cultivation is too low and he can't find it out at all.

"I'm going to make a fortune."

After the middle-aged monk was surprised, his eyes were filled with excitement.

He is not an idle monk in the town, and it is impossible for him to have a Nascent Soul monk in the town outside Xueta City.


Chapter completed!