Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 367: Cultivating immortals is still more fun!
Greedy was obviously panicking: "You can't say my answer is worthless and then go back on your word!"

"You guys are the ones who keep your word, right?"

"Of course." Yan Huan raised his hand and pressed it on the ghost's face. "But I also have a scale for measuring life in my heart. Cheap and precious, the standard of judgment is probably different from yours."

Swish!
Five colors flowed, Greed shouted in panic, and he felt the Qi flowing in his body, but he didn't know how to circulate Qi, so he couldn't do anything and could only let the chaotic Qi flow do whatever it wanted.

The vines that penetrated his limbs slowly retracted into the mud.

Greed's deformed flesh began to repair itself, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye.

thump!
He knelt on the ground with his legs, flapping his arms all over his body in a messy way, trying to suppress the turbulent flow.

"what did you do to me?"

"nothing."

"Impossible, there is something running wild in my body, and it is trying to sever the connection between me and 'evil'..."

Yan Huan tilted her head and smiled gently: "What's the point of saying it's evil or not? It's not a middle school student. Leave quickly, or I will change my mind."

Tsk!
Greed gritted his teeth, climbed up from the ground, and his arms suddenly became long and narrow, grabbing the stone pillar above his head.

Boom!

With one punch, he smashed the rock blocking the entrance of the cave and Greedy crawled out in a daze. It was already late at night and the cold was unbearable. The temperature in the entire no-man's land had dropped to more than ten degrees below zero.

Seeing the pure and bright night sky again, Tan Tan felt refreshed. He looked around and saw Lao Meng and Huang Zhanyi were still fighting.

"I should have killed you before I left!"

Greedy stared at the figure of the Eagle Claw Fist leader fiercely, feeling extremely angry, but also afraid that Yan Huan would change his mind, so he loosened his clenched fists and turned away angrily.

At this moment, the Qi flowing in the body surged again.

He felt his skeleton begin to deform, his legs became bent and narrow, and his hands shrank in size.

"what happened?"

Greedily groped his face in extreme fear, his mouth seemed to become sharp, his two big ears fluttered in the wind, and white and yellow fur grew all over his body...

After a while, he became a weak Gobi jerboa.

Swish!
A sand fox that was foraging nearby saw this and rushed over, biting off the jerboa's neck in one bite.

Yan Huan stared at his hands and smiled.

For these unselfish and lustful lunatics, shaking the five elements in their bodies is too easy.

"Okay, as for Chen Junyan..."

The dilapidated neighborhood was filled with darkness that seemed to have no end in sight, with occasional sounds of fighting emanating from it.

Chen Junyan used his mental power to cover the surroundings, and the broken walls and ruins had a rough outline in his mind.

Kintaro tightly grasped the rope wrapped around the handle of the axe and was about to throw it out when he felt the ground beneath his feet twist and move, and he instantly lost his footing.

"You bastard, you keep playing some crooked tricks. Do you want to fight me or not?"

The Japanese was a little furious.

"What good luck." Chen Junyan smiled.

He is no match for the mechanical power of greed. If his opponent is a strong and reckless man, that would be exactly what he wants.

Chen Junyan can distort things within a certain range. As long as the shape of the land is changed, people who lose their fulcrum will be useless no matter how strong they are.

"Asshole! If I can't stand steadily, then there's no need for this ground to exist."

Kintaro stuck the axe into the ground and shouted angrily, and the powerful force quickly swept around.

The broken traces broke out layer by layer in a spider web shape, spreading in circles around.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Second brother needs more money, he needs more money!" Chen Junyan fled in panic, grabbed a stone pillar hanging upside down in the air with his telekinesis, swung out, and escaped the range of the vibration.

"You are so unreasonable!"

"Hehe..." Kintaro smiled proudly, "If you have heard of my name, you probably know the divine weapon I use and the meaning behind it."

"Huh? I don't know."

"Then I'll tell you."

"No, no, everyone is in a hurry..." Chen Junyan waved his hands hurriedly.

But the person opposite continued to talk about his daily life.

Legend has it that in 976 AD, the Heian period general Minamoto no Raikou saw a red cloud on the cliff of Mt. Ashigara on his way back to Kyoto after his term in Kamitsu was over. He knew that where the cloud was, there must be a great man living in seclusion.

He sent his men to look for it, and they found a thatched cottage with an old woman in her sixties and a young man in his twenties dressed as a child inside.

The old woman said that one day when she was sleeping on the top of a mountain, she dreamed of a long dragon coming. After waking up, she was pregnant with the child. The little boy has been living with wild beasts in the mountains since he was young. He can fight with bears and can break trees to build bridges with his hands.

Later, Minamoto no Raikou named the young man Sakata Kintoki, one of his four heavenly kings. Sakata was famous for his great strength, and this big axe was what he owned in the past.

The power of the person holding the axe will be greatly enhanced.

"You're so annoying!" Chen Junyan hated people who didn't listen to him the most, so he covered his ears early.

"I tell you this just to let you know that we also have heritage that is not inferior to yours."

"Eh?" Chen Junyan took off his hat and brushed off the dust. "Bullshit! Seventy to eighty percent of your culture has been influenced by us, right?"

Hearing this, Kintaro became angry and said, "You little bastard! Take my axe!"

He chased after Chen Junyan with an axe in hand. The axe shadow was heavy, and every blow carried a murderous aura.

Chen Junyan was agile and dodged quickly.

In the gap of the chase, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared all around.

"What the hell is this?" Chen Junyan gasped, frowned, and stopped subconsciously.

The golden light became brighter and brighter, instantly making the originally dim environment as bright as day.

Kintaro also stopped and focused his eyes on the light source, but the glaring light made it impossible for him to see anything.

He held an axe in his hand, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

At this moment, Chen Junyan heard Yan Huan's whispered reminder: "Lie down."

Chen Junyan didn't think much and immediately pounced and fell to the ground.

call out--!
A golden spear cut through the air and rushed over as fast as lightning, heading straight towards Kintaro.

Kintaro reacted instantly and frowned. There was no doubt that the attack was aimed at him.

"Damn it!" Kintaro yelled, raised the axe with both hands and blocked it in front of him.

clang!
The golden spear hit the axe, making a deafening sound.

Kintaro clenched his teeth, and the blood in his body surged.

He thought he could block the attack, but he couldn't hold on for more than three seconds before fine cracks appeared on the axe blade, spreading rapidly like broken ice.

Swish!
The spear was unstoppable, completely shattering the axe blade, and the powerful impact directly knocked the axe flying out of his hand. Kintaro groaned, and the whole person staggered back under the huge force, falling heavily to the ground. At the moment of falling, the jade box on his back was knocked to the ground.

Click!

The gear in the lock of the jade box turned, and the lid of the box slowly popped open, revealing a blue space inside that was flashing with strange light.

At this moment, the opening of the box was facing Kintaro's face. Before he could dodge, silver-white mist suddenly surged out and enveloped him completely.

"It's over!" Kintaro sighed to himself, his eyes full of despair.

If the jade box is opened when it is empty, it will consume the vitality and energy of the person who opens it.

He could feel his body changing rapidly. His strong and sturdy figure became extremely weak, his skin lost its luster, his hair turned completely white in an instant, and his face was covered with wrinkles.

Back pain, weakness in limbs...

Kintaro struggled to get up, but he was simply unable to adapt to his sudden aging state. His hands were shaking, and he couldn't even pick up the half-broken axe handle.

Chen Junyan carefully came over from the side, looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

All around were black fragments of the axe, scattered on the ground. The part in the center that was used to block the golden spear had long been crushed into powder.

"One hit? Just one hit, and this guy's axe was smashed into pieces?!" Chen Junyan couldn't help but gasp.

A question popped up in his mind -

Is this a strength that is shared by everyone in Brother Huan’s circle, or is it the strength of Brother Huan himself?

Chen Junyan raised his hand and wiped his face fiercely, sighing: "Damn, too strong! This can be considered as cultivation! Cultivation is still more fun, supernatural powers are really boring!"

"Ok?"

As people were amazed, the ruins shook violently, cracks in the outer walls continued to spread, stone pillars broke and fell to the ground, and dust rolled in like a rainstorm.

All around my ears were roars and sounds of falling rubble. The ground beneath my feet shook, cracks devoured the stone bricks, the dome cracked, large slabs of stone fell, dust filled the air, the light was dim and uncertain, and the entire ruins were crumbling, as if they would collapse at any time.

"gone."

In Yan Huan's hands are Urashima Saburo, who has a broken leg, and Kintaro, who has white hair.

He lifted the two of them up, kicked his feet, and leaped out of the collapsed ruins like a meteor. Chen Junyan followed closely behind him and fled towards the broken hole.

Outside, night fell, a cold crescent moon hung in the sky, and all around was dead silent except for the whistling of the wind in my ears.

The cold in the desert was extremely biting. As soon as Chen Junyan landed on the ground, cold wind rushed into his nasal cavity, causing him to cough violently and a cloud of white air came out of his mouth.

He wrapped his clothes tightly, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, and immediately used his mental power to protect his body.

Yan Huan looked around. Some ancient rocks were reflected by the moonlight, appearing dark and deep, and exuding a sense of mystery.

Old Meng, who was not far away, was pulling his right arm. Huang Zhanyi, who was opposite him, was shaking his body. His heavy breathing was particularly harsh in the silence. His chest was heaving violently, his forehead was hot, and beads of sweat the size of beans were sliding down his red cheeks.

He glanced at the densely packed red rashes on his arms and licked the sticky saliva that flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Taking pulses with just a touch of clothing, separating tendons and bones, pressing acupoints and holding breath... it really is an eye-opener for me." Lao Meng pushed his glasses. The meridians in his right arm were blocked and he couldn't move.

"Poisoning? The company is really not a good company."

"That's not the case. It's just a little trick, so small that it's invisible to the naked eye." Old Meng pinched his fingers, still feeling scared.

Fortunately, it was a close combat opponent, and exchanging moves inevitably involved physical contact. If we had encountered someone who used long-range attacks, it would have been difficult to defeat him.

"Um...are you still holding on? It will be better if you fall down..."

"Shashasha..."

"Then I have to work harder and continue to increase the number of bacteria in your body..." Lao Meng asked tentatively.

thump!
Huang Zhanyi fell headfirst.

"Everyone told you not to work so hard. You're already old..." Old Meng's legs collapsed and he sat down.

Looking back, Yan Huan was walking towards them, carrying two people.

Old Meng didn't say much. He knew very well the strength of this young man.

"The three guys who sneaked in have been dealt with, but there is no clue about Brother Huan's spirit beast and the meteorite fragments." Chen Junyan breathed a sigh of relief.

The thought of spending the night in such a horrible place made me feel unhappy.

"Let's wait until tomorrow and go back to the hotel in the county to rest first." Yan Huan suggested.

"Eh!?"

While Chen Junyan was extremely shocked, Yan Huan first planted a big tree here to mark the lost location.

Then he sent five ghosts to drive the car and take them back to RQ County.

The matter of Huang Zhanyi and Kintaro was taken over by the company. Out of Yan Huan's selfishness, Urashima Saburo was left in the hotel room.

He held his boneless thigh in fear. Purple-black dirty blood oozed from beneath the flesh, staining his skin purple-blue.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

"Send me back... I want to go look for my grandfather's belongings... I haven't found anything yet!"

Chen Junyan had a strong desire to kill Urashima. At this time, only Yan Huan and Lao Meng were sitting on the edge of the bed, examining Urashima together.

After being in a daze for a few minutes, Yan Huan suddenly had an idea and a brilliant plan came to his mind.

Ordinary spirits will not actively attack humans, but the Red Flame Bird Spirit caused the plane to be destroyed and people to be killed with one attack. These people must have touched the spirit's reverse scale. Looking at it from another angle, as long as the conditions for the plane to attempt to cross the border are met, the spirit will definitely appear again.

Old Meng was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "Do you want to recreate the original scene and let that spirit destroy the plane again?"

Yan Huan nodded.

"Where did you get the planes that can be used to cross the border?"

Yan Huan whispered, "The contact person that Diya prepared is there. In such a short time, they haven't had time to contact each other. The contact person doesn't know that things have changed. We just need to go and capture him early in the morning."

"Then control all the variables. As for the 'Heavenly Fairy Sleeping Pill Method' that Urashima has been looking for, I just happen to have it in my hands."

Lao Meng put his hand to his mouth: "But what if the big spirit doesn't show up? Wouldn't he have successfully escaped with the things?"

"It's okay. I will knock him down myself when the time comes."

Lao Meng had no doubt about Yan Huan's ability, and it was easy for an airplane to be hit by a fatal flaw during flight, and even a pigeon could cause it to crash.

"Your method is quite dirty... This will just cause his psychological trauma to recur." Old Meng glanced to the side and said with a wicked smile.

Yan Huan responded with a look: "No way, I'm just helping him find Grandpa's notes."

"Then give it a try?"

"Give it a try."

The two men looked at Urashima Saburo with ill intent.

"What are you...doing?"

"Why are you looking at me like that? I told you to let me go. I still have something to look for! You have recovered the jade box, what else do you want?"

(End of this chapter)