Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 124: Chapter 1: Not a Tool
After leaving Wanglai Pavilion, Qin Feng held the unexpectedly hard bubble in his hand, obviously still in shock.

Wei Xi was still reeling from the aftershocks of his senses and worldview. After a long pause, he stammered, "Master Han, what is this?"

She just asked this question, and it was probably that even Master Han himself didn't know the truth about this matter.

To be honest, there is still a red line lurking in his body. Thinking of this, Wei Xi regained his attention.

At this time, the sun was about to set, and Wei Qin hurried to meet the other three.

On the way, Qin Feng couldn't help but said worriedly, "Master Han looked better, but after helping us, he looks so sick again."

Wei Xi had his own opinion on this matter: since Master Han offered to help, he must be aware of his physical condition.

After more contact with Master Han, Wei Xi sensed something else.

Xianshi Han is the eldest sister of the Wanjian Sect's group of leaders. Even if she were to fall into trouble, the sect and her master would not let her suffer any injustice. However, she left the Wanjian Sect to become a resident elder. Apart from her own experience, she probably also had the idea of preferring to die in glory rather than live in disgrace.

If you don't take care of your body now, you might be destroying yourself.

But it was useless to say this to Qin Feng, who was worried about his commander.

Wei Xi rolled his eyes and said soothingly, "Master Han is someone who can't sit still. Even though she's feeling down and depressed right now and is hiding in the Wanglai Pavilion, coming to her for help can help her out."

"If you're really worried, go to the Wanglai Pavilion more often to accompany her in the sect."

Seeing Qin Feng nod, Wei Xi was very satisfied: the old men and women in the village were willing to get off the kang and take a walk when they saw their great-grandsons, and the principle was similar.

I believe that when Han Xianshi, the first-generation king of the exam papers, saw Qin Feng, the second-generation king of the exam papers, he immediately found his purpose in life.

The most pressing thing is something that crawls and gnaws in the wheat fields.

The few of them managed to meet each other before the sun set, each with a more solemn expression than the other.

Zheng Xing was the one leading this whole thing. He had a worried look on his face. "Everyone just left, and I went back for another look. This thing has a big appetite, and it must have eaten more than just that piece."

"It's best to resolve this matter before the wheat harvest is over. Otherwise, it will happen every year. Losing the wheat is a minor issue, but injuring our disciples or nearby villagers is a major concern."

It was obvious that the second half of the sentence was not something Zheng Xing came up with. It seemed like he was relaying someone else's words.

In this situation, it doesn’t matter who said the words; what matters is whether the words can be done.

After all, the latter still has room for maneuver.

After Zheng Xing said this, his face flushed red and he frantically signaled everyone to exchange information.

"Wei Xi tracked the thing's tracks," Qin Feng always spoke, "but it shed its skin that was stained with the marked broken leaves." Wei Xi shook off the fur they found to prove what Qin Feng said.

"...After that, we went to see Master Han," Qin Feng said after a slight hesitation, "and she gave us this."

Lian Gouqie, who had heard of Master Han's miraculous abilities, shuddered - he had been avoiding him ever since he came to Qingcheng Sect.

"What's in this bubble?" Lian Gouqie moved back carefully, trying to cover himself with Qianliangfeng.

"We haven't seen it yet," Wei Xi said solemnly, "tell us what you found first to avoid any influence."

Qian Liangfeng, who was forced to "step forward," stumbled and said, "...According to the records of Bailu Pavilion, the hair we found at the beginning belonged to a miasma-eating bear."

"The Miasma-eating Bear is a spiritual beast of Nanjiang. No, it shouldn't be active around here..."

It really shouldn't be like this. A little further north of Qingzhou is the territory of the Hu people of Boluo Kingdom. It would be difficult for the things of Nanjiang to survive the nine-month cold winter in Yizhangyuan.

Qian Liangfeng spoke a few words, and seeing that no one contradicted him, he spoke more and more fluently, "Later, Zheng Xing told me about what happened last night, and then I remembered..."

Wei Xi watched Qian Liangfeng take out a tattered notebook from his bag - a typical Bailu Pavilion style.

"...It mentions something called 'Buqi'," Qian Liangfeng turned to a folded page, "a mushroom from Nanjiang. Its spores parasitize the host."

"The most remarkable thing is that it can choose its primary and secondary targets," Qian Liangfeng handed the notes to Wei Xi. "It can also replicate the characteristics of the secondary target in the primary target."

"So," Lian Gouyu relaxed slightly when he saw that the bubble produced by Master Han hadn't made any movement. "This kind of mushroom parasitizes on a host and imitates bears, snakes, and butterflies... So this mushroom is quite powerful."

This is consistent with what they encountered. Wei Xi suggested using the bubbles given to them by Master Han to find out what was going on.

Qin Feng became the executor of this glorious mission. She kept a distance from the others and held tightly onto the bubble with a hard surface.

As soon as he exerted force, the bubble turned white from the palm of Qin Feng's hand and the finger bones, and the entire sphere shattered into pieces in an instant.

Qin Feng closed his eyes tightly, sensing the information contained in the bubble.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head, and asked fiercely, "What are the hosts of those mushrooms?"

Qin Feng's harsh words not only left Qian Liangfeng at a loss for words but also frightened Wei Xi.

"The book... the book says... the parasitic host chosen by the device is usually the one nearby..." Qian Liangfeng, confused, searched his memory.

Qin Feng sighed and gathered the fragments in his palm. "Inside is this thing... the process of parasitizing this person..."

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　　I remember that today I am short on words again, so I will definitely make up for it in both parts tomorrow. I only have three or four chapters left in the sect chapter and it will be finished!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)