Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland.

Chapter 138: Beast Taming
Chen Wang pinched a fireball in his hand and quickly annihilated the bodies of the old man and the young man.

He took a look at the collapsed cave, which was now blocked by layers of huge rocks.

He wanted to check if there were any storage tools left in the cave.
But the cave was still filled with smoke.
Chen Wang did not move the boulders, but took a light step, and then he sank and disappeared into the ground.

Third-level genetic ability, Earth Dragon!
Using the power of the earth dragon, Chen Wang shuttled through it.
At this time, the entire cave was covered. Chen Wang explored it for a while and then expanded his mental power, but did not find anything.
"The Five Poison Sect and the Seven Stars Sect, the Qin family failed in their siege of the Red Cloud Sect's Alchemy Hall and are lurking nearby. It seems that this is just a temporary place to stay, not a permanent place."

Chen Wang did not find the old man’s storage magic weapon. If it was not there, then it must have been destroyed just now.

Suddenly, Chen Wang found a thin book among them.

"Eh?"

Chen Wang was stunned for a moment, then took the book away.
This earth dragon with genetic ability can have half of its body exposed outside and the other half buried underground. It is extremely convenient and does not consume any mana.

After Chen Wang left the cave, he used the Quicksand Technique again.
Quicksand magic can change the terrain. He covered up the traces of the cave explosion.

He then used the power of the Windtalker to blow away some of the aura in this place.
He is now very familiar with doing these things.

Then he put the two books together and found that the one he saw in the old man's cave was the upper part.
The gloomy middle-aged man was holding the lower part.

The contents of these two records are not the same.

The book in the middle-aged man's hand recorded the art of taming wild beasts and even demonic beasts.

The upper part records a kind of spell that confuses the soul, and explains it in great detail.

The booklet was not thick, and was written in tiny regular script, which was extremely neat and detailed, describing some methods of practicing the Bewitching Spell.

Chen Wang closed the booklet and took a deep breath.

"Master Qinghe!"

The book in the middle-aged man's hand just now was the lower part. Chen Wang didn't know who wrote it.
But when he saw the book in the old man's hand, Chen Wang suddenly realized something.

It turned out to be the magic spell recorded by Master Qinghe!

"The Soul-Bewitching Spell, the Art of Taming Beasts, these are actually the notes of a foundation-building cultivator!"

Chen Wang was somewhat emotional.

I do have some connection with this True Man Qinghe.

Now, among his storage instruments, there is also the foundation-building pill of Qinghe Zhenren and the Yuquan Hidden Scenery Technique.
However, there are only exercises for those after the foundation is established, and no exercises for the Qi training stage.

Chen Wang put the two booklets away.

"The Five Poison Sect is proficient in poison techniques, and the beast control technique is helpful in strengthening communication with poisonous creatures."

Chen Wang thought to himself.

Then he frowned.

He originally thought that the monkey was the missing child.
It is similar to the art of animal creation in Liao Zhai, or the art of cutting and dissecting living things.
But now it seems that this is not necessarily the case. The monkey is psychic, or perhaps it is deliberately imitating humans, but the disparity in style before and after makes him dazed.

"Could it be that you have seen those lost children in the mountains?"

Chen Wang felt a little confused. He turned around and left the place, returning to the shantytown.

This moment makes one ponder.
But these ferocious-looking psychic monkeys have disappeared.

After Chen Wang returned, he found the couple who had lost their child.

In just a few days, this female cultivator named Cui Mingxiu looked a little haggard.
Because of their practice of magic, immortal cultivators usually have the ability to maintain their youthful looks.

Although she had given birth to a child, her skin still had a faint fluorescence and looked extremely tight.

But now his eyes are bloodshot and he looks extremely haggard.

After Chen Wang talked about this, the couple's eyes suddenly lit up.
They were all cultivators and had some knowledge of some magic. The couple thanked Chen Wang and immediately went to look for another family that had lost a child.
In any case, the monkey had seen Chen Wang with tears in his eyes and dancing around, and it really seemed like it was related to the lost child.

Chen Wang returned to the room.

Chen Wang did not continue to practice the two spells passed down from Master Qinghe, but instead studied the pocket.
"If I hadn't thrown a high-explosive grenade into the cave entrance first, I'm afraid I would not be a match for this old man."

Chen Wang frowned.

The black wind released from the bag earlier made his hands and feet weak and his head dizzy.
The Golden Dragon Flag and the Black Light Shuttle were completely unable to resist after encountering it.

At this time, Chen Wang wanted to activate this treasure, but he found that this treasure was resisting faintly, and there seemed to be some restrictions in it.

Chen Wang was not surprised but happy. You know, in the past, whenever he got a magic weapon, he could use it by inputting mana.

This is the first time I have seen this kind of magical weapon.

"This wind bag is far superior to ordinary high-grade magic tools."

Chen Wang thought to himself.

He couldn't judge the old man's cultivation level at the moment.

After all, the old man was seriously injured when he showed up, and it seemed that there was something wrong with his practice.

After Chen Wang injected his magic power into the diamond ring, it grew in the wind and made a buzzing sound.
Different from the white jade ring, this ring is more used to trap people. It can be transformed into the size of a bucket and tightly hold a person.

"Finally, there is another magical tool to trap people."

If Chen Wang had the Vajra Ring earlier, he might have been able to capture a monkey earlier without having to go deep into the dangerous area.

"Just now I wanted to be unbridled in the world of immortal cultivation, but I didn't expect to meet this old man."

The corner of Chen Wang's mouth twitched slightly.

………………

Red Cloud Sect,
A tall and cool female student was practicing swordplay.

A sharp sword energy was circling around her like a swimming dragon, condensing without dispersing.
The female cultivator was young, beautiful, and had an extraordinary temperament. She was Su Jie from the Red Cloud Sect.

At this moment, she gently grasped the magic formula in her hand, and a sharp sword energy suddenly split into three.

Three sword energies surrounded him in mysterious trajectories.

At this time, a mellow male voice sounded,

"Junior Sister Su's Golden River Sword Art has reached this level. This is cause for celebration!"

Su Jie, a female cultivator with a cold face, lightly tapped her fingers, and several sword energies fell into her sleeves.

She turned around and said calmly, "Brother Wu, I apologize for not coming to meet you in person."

This Senior Brother Wu has eyebrows that slant down to his temples, and he is handsome and unrestrained, with a long sword hanging from his body.
Hearing this, he just smiled faintly: "Junior Sister Su, I am here uninvited."

"The sect has received a message that the Five Poison Sect has sent several masters. One of them is called Zhou Wenqing, who is notorious for his evil deeds. The wind bag in his hand is a top-grade magical weapon, which is extremely powerful. I came here specifically to remind you."

Su Jie frowned her delicate brows.

"Zhou Wenqing who practices the secret art of ghosts?"

"Didn't this person retire a long time ago? Why did he show up again?"

The young man surnamed Wu shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I don't know either, but this man was at the ninth level of Qi training three years ago. He was notorious for killing people like flies and ruined the lives of many cultivators. Now that he has come here, he must be careful about what he says."

Su Jie nodded slightly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Wu, for reminding me."

(End of this chapter)