Chapter 1,100: Bloody Valley of No Return (Part 1)

The figure was blurry at first, but soon became clear, and gradually turned into a living person.

The person transformed from the jade stone seemed to be very weak. He was lying on the ground breathing rapidly and could not get up for a while.

However, this place has always been monitored by the Third Soul, and the changes that happened here were immediately spread to Yang Chen's heart. The next moment, that person disappeared on the spot and appeared in front of Yang Chen.

Seeing this man's weak appearance, Yang Chen fed him a magic pill without saying a word. After a while, the weak man seemed to regain his energy and slowly sat up. But for a while, I still couldn't figure out what was going on, and I didn't know where I was, so I looked around blankly.

Finally, I saw Yang Chen's face. The man seemed startled, and then seemed to remember something, with a complicated and unreadable expression on his face.

"You're awake." The smile on Yang Chen's face looked unusually kind. He smiled at this person and said, "It's absolutely safe here. You don't have to worry about anything. Just rest in peace."

As he spoke, Yang Chen handed over several jade bottles and a jade slip, and introduced: "This is the face-changing pill promised to you. After you recover, you can take it and change your appearance to whatever you want. Just think about it in your head.”

"These are some pills that you will need for your future practice." Yang Chen introduced them to the person one by one: "Huaying Pill, Neicha Pill, Seven Emotions Pill, Six Desire Pills, and two hundred-year pills, one Thousand-year Pill. Of course, I don’t recommend you to use the Hundred-Year Pill and Thousand-Year Pill, just in case.”

"When you are almost recovered. Take this piece of jade slip. Go to Chunyang Palace over there to become a disciple." Yang Chen took the piece of jade slip and warned carefully: "Don't throw away this piece of jade slip. It’s a token. Take this, and the Master of Chunyang Palace will accept you as his direct disciple. In the future, you just need to practice with peace of mind."

Listening to these elixirs and jade slips and the escape route Yang Chen arranged for him, the man felt grateful. He stood up and walked to the opposite side of Yang Chen, knelt down with a bang, and kowtowed three times to Yang Chen. There were no more words, but my thoughts were expressed very clearly.

"You're welcome, you deserve it." Yang Chen stretched out his hand to help the man up: "You only need to do one thing well."

Looking at the man's expression as if he was willing to die for Yang Chen, Yang Chen smiled and said: "It's very simple, everything you have done before is rotten into your stomach. From now on, you will be a brand new monk, and you will never be the same as before. experience has nothing to do with it.”

"This disciple swears by his inner demons that he will never reveal even a single minute of his past experiences, otherwise the sky will strike him with thunder and he will never be reincarnated!" Without saying a word, the man immediately raised his hand and swore the most severe inner demons oath among the monks.

When he agreed to work for Yang Chen, he thought Yang Chen would let him die. He was willing because he saw that his family members and their descendants had the hope of becoming real monks and were practicing hard.

Big shots do things. Sacrificing one or two indigenous people is simply a matter of course. He is willing to use his own life to fight for a greater future for his family. only. What he didn't expect was that before Yang Chen said what he was doing, he actually gave him a piece of Qishen Jade and asked him to keep his life soul.

After doing so, the aboriginal understood that he would do his best to help Yang Chen. Because Yang Chen has tried his best to protect him from death, is there anything more convincing than this?

Yang Chen took good care of this man, and then asked the third soul to send him to the mortal world on the geographical map of mountains and rivers. This person currently only has the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage, and belongs to the weakest level among the aborigines in the spiritual world. But this is temporary, as he slowly recovers after using the Qishen Jade. The strength will become stronger and stronger until it returns to its previous strength.

Brother Li Cheng was not far away and watched Yang Chen finish these things without saying anything. After Yang Chen sent that person away, he asked with a smile: "A mission to let people die? Tell me, who did you kill?"

"Lin Zongxun of Xuantianmen." Yang Chen replied with a smile: "The man just now was an aboriginal slave of Xuantianmen, and later he was specially serving Lin Zongxun."

Li Cheng knew what method Yang Chen used as soon as he heard it. It was nothing more than finding an opportunity to let this slave see the opportunity to become a real monk. From what Yang Chen said, it seemed that Yang Chen had also found the slave's family and allowed him to see their family's practice, so he agreed. Help Yang Chen with work.

And using a divine jade on the body of an aboriginal slave is simply a super magic weapon that is more effective than the inner demon's oath, making the aboriginal slave fall to the ground with gratitude.

If he could keep himself alive, give him a chance to be called a true monk, and have his family taken care of, this aboriginal slave would definitely be willing to die for Yang Chen.

That Lin Zongxun was seriously injured and could not recover. He was just like an ordinary person. Let alone a human-immortal-level aboriginal slave, any aboriginal could easily take his life. With the Qi Shenyu as a base, that person must have committed suicide immediately, and Yang Chen would be able to get the news here.

There is another prerequisite for using Qishen Jade. After recovery, the monk only remembers the memory before leaving his natal soul, and he himself does not know what happened next. I guess Yang Chen had arranged it well. After this person was resurrected, he only knew that he was an aboriginal slave, and he helped Yang Chen accomplish things. As for what he did, he must not remember.

As a result, Lin Zongxun's death became an unsolved case. Li Cheng could even imagine that with Lin Zongxun's arrogant and domineering character, he would definitely be unpopular among the Xuantian Sect, and he didn't know how many people secretly hated him.

An aboriginal slave took action, whether it was because he couldn't bear Lin Zongxun's torture or because he was bribed, it would cause Xuantianmen to have a headache for a long time.

Yang Chen just paid the price of a piece of Qishen Jade in exchange for the life of a master of tribulation golden immortal, which was a huge profit. You know, no matter how successful this aboriginal slave is in the future, it will only add a little more power to the geographical map of mountains and rivers.

"No wonder you put so much effort into refining elixirs for Lin Zongxun. In addition to receiving benefits from others, you also made such an arrangement." Li Cheng pointed at Yang Chen and was also amused.

I originally thought that Yang Chen was coveting the complete version of the Yellow Turban Hercules Body Refining Technique before helping, but I didn't expect that Yang Chen had already arranged such a back-up plan. It's no wonder that Yang Chenming knew that Lin Zongxun would be the first to deal with him after he recovered from his injury, but he still acted so wholeheartedly. It turned out that Lin Zongxun was destined to die. (To be continued ~^~)