The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

At night, the bright moon hangs high.

Zhan Nianchuan sat cross-legged on the bed and studied the sound transmission technique.

Now with his cultivation at the third level of the Qi Condensation Realm and the fourth level of the Acupoint Awakening Realm, coupled with the extremely high utilization efficiency of the Five Spiritual Roots in the energy of heaven and earth, he can already perform the art of sound transmission.

This technique is not complicated, and Zhan Nianchuan soon mastered the trick of using it.

Suddenly, Zhan Nianchuan frowned, put on his mask, and disappeared instantly.

Through the spiritual memory in his body, he felt that Xiaoyun had left the place and was moving rapidly towards Dongcheng, and Li Xiaoqiang's teleportation note had also arrived.

Zhan Nianchuan's speed did not slow down. After crushing the transmission talisman and listening to it, his expression softened slightly and he took out a wind talisman.

With the help of the wind, Zhan Nianchuan's speed increased by three points, so fast that only an afterimage remained.

In the darkness of the city, a man in black was holding a girl under his arms and running quickly towards the east city, his face full of joy.

"Fortunately, I was well-informed. I was the first to catch this child who is said to have the three spiritual roots of water, fire, and wood. If I take him back, I can get a lot of rewards."

The people in Dongcheng are all officials from the county town, big and small. The streets are full of regular buildings, which look very neat.

The man in black came to an inconspicuous building at the end of the street. After checking the surroundings and confirming that no one was following him, he jumped onto the roof and quickly disappeared into the courtyard.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and a voice sounded in a large room:

"Well done. This little girl is actually a rare third-grade spiritual root of water, fire, and wood. I believe the master will be satisfied. You go, you will be indispensable for the reward when it comes."

Soon the man in black walked out of the house with unusually brisk steps and seemed to be in a good mood.

In an inconspicuous corner of the courtyard, Zhan Nianchuan seemed to be standing quietly, but in fact he had completely released his powerful consciousness and saw everything.

A bald man in the room was looking at the unconscious Xiaoyun and laughing non-stop.

"With the top three spiritual roots, there should be no problem in exchanging them for ten Qi Gathering Pills. It's a pity that the Lord has said that we should reduce the number of children with spiritual roots in the future, otherwise this would be the fastest way to earn spiritual stones in the world."

For some reason, the candlelight in the room suddenly shook.

The bald man seemed to feel something. He turned around suddenly and already had a talisman in his hand.

But then a strong hand grasped his throat.

The big man weighing two hundred kilograms was lifted effortlessly by this iron-like hand, as if he were grabbing a little chicken.

The big man was fluttering desperately, his face turned red, and he kept kicking his hands and feet at the opponent, but there was no reaction as if he was kicked on an iron plate.

Gradually, the big man's face turned purple, and his hands and feet gradually became weak. His eyes protruded and his tongue stuck out, uttering weak syllables with unclear meaning.

"boom!"

Throwing the bald man to the floor, Zhan Nianchuan pulled a stool and sat down, looking at him coldly.

It took a quarter of an hour for the big man who was lying on the ground like a dead dog to catch his breath. He crawled over with difficulty and knelt on the floor, saying hello to Zhan Nianchuan in a hoarse voice.

"Who asked you to rob children with spiritual roots? Tell everything you know." Zhan Nianchuan's voice was as cold as ice and snow.

Looking at the mysterious figure wearing a mask in front of him and feeling the murderous aura in him, the big man instinctively felt afraid, but he hesitated and showed that he didn't want to answer, which made Zhan Nianchuan who was waiting aside very angry.

"I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Go to the grave and keep the secret."

Zhan Nianchuan laughed ferociously, and a fireball emitting astonishingly high temperature rose in his hand, illuminating the desperate eyes of the bald man, but he remained silent.

"You are quite tight-lipped. Tell me, what restrictions did he place on you?" Zhan Nianchuan asked calmly.

Even before his death, this bald man refused to reveal the identity of the person behind the scenes. He didn't believe that his lifeline was not controlled by the other party.

"Senior, it's clear to me that this junior has no choice but to do this harmful thing because he was cursed with blood."

The bald man who had saved his life desperately blamed Zhan Nianchuan and described himself as a good man who was bullied and forced to do bad things.

Zhan Nianchuan sneered at this man's statement, but he still tried his best to lift the blood curse for this guy.

"Stretch out your hand." Zhan Nianchuan ordered in a tone that could not be refused.

The bald man obediently stretched out his arms and looked at Zhan Nianchuan hopefully. He had been tortured by this blood curse for several years. Every time he had an attack, he hit the wall in pain. He had to go back to the manager who forced him to do things and take it. Only a blood-red elixir could eliminate the pain, so he sincerely hoped that Zhan Nianchuan could eliminate this serious worry for him.

According to the manager, only he can undo this blood curse. After the attack is slightly relieved, you must return to him to get a temporary antidote, otherwise the blood will surge all over the body and the meridians will rupture and die.

After careful inspection, Zhan Nianchuan found that there were no weird restrictions in the bald man's body, and he couldn't help but feel it was a bit tricky.

After pondering for a moment, Zhan Nianchuan asked: "When performing the blood curse technique, did the other party recite any mantras or use any objects?"

The bald man perked up and knew there was something going on. He quickly replied: "He used my blood to draw a skull symbol with a black pen, and then it flew into his body."

It sounds a bit similar to the blood ban technique, but more evil. Zhan Nianchuan checked again, and finally looked at the bald man with a mysterious smile.

"Senior, do you have a solution?"

The bald man's voice began to tremble, and his eyes were fixed on Zhan Nianchuan for a moment. As long as the blood curse was lifted and the news about the person behind him was revealed, the world would be huge and he would not be able to go anywhere.

"What he controls you is not the blood curse. The blood curse cannot occur from time to time. It must be activated by someone at close range. This is just deliberately misleading you. You must have been poisoned by a kind of poison, so you need elixirs to detoxify it." ." Zhan Nianchuan said lightly.

After the sudden realization, the bald man cursed several times and looked at Zhan Nianchuan with hope.

"Senior, can you remove this poison?"

"I don't know, let's give it a try." Zhan Nianchuan replied indifferently.

Using a flying needle to prick the fingertips of the man in black, Zhan Nianchuan sniffed the blood, then asked about various abnormalities in the big man's body, and made a rough guess in his mind.

Every alchemy master is a poison master. Zhan Nianchuan's current alchemy level cannot be underestimated, and he knows a lot about the medicinal herbs in the world.

After taking out a pill, Zhan Nianchuan took out a poisonous weed dug out from the Poison Cloud Valley and ordered the men in black to eat it.

After a while, the man in black began to twitch all over, grabbed his stomach tightly, and began to vomit, with a fishy stench.

"It seems the bet was right. This kid is lucky." Zhan Nianchuan murmured to himself as he felt the rising aura of the man in black.

Fighting poison with poison is extremely dangerous. In fact, Zhan Nianchuan was less than 20% sure about the detoxification. He didn't expect it to be successful, which also surprised him.

After a cup of tea.

The man in black, who had completely recovered, knelt on his knees and paid homage, his face full of joy.

Faced with Zhan Nianchuan's inquiry this time, the man in black was just pouring beans out of a bamboo tube and told Zhan Nianchuan everything he knew without reservation.

"Senior, I've told you everything I know. I was forced to do this kind of thing. Do you think you can let me go?" The big man looked at Zhan Nianchuan nervously.

"You can leave in peace." After Zhan Nianchuan learned everything he wanted to know, he stood up and said indifferently.

These words made the bald man feel cold all over his body. Knowing that something was wrong, he opened his mouth to call for help.

"Snapped!"

Blood spattered, and the bald man's head shattered like a watermelon, and his body fell to the ground weakly, white and red flowing all over the floor.