Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 258 Melancholy
Wei Xi changed his route back to Xizhou. Lian Gouqie, who was far away in Bingzhou, was unaware of this, so it was only natural that he sent the most recent letter to the wrong person.

"I've read the news over the past two years," Qin Feng said, also an insider. "The one who killed people with the sand blowing might be an earth-attributed cultivator, or he might be a cultivator specializing in poisons or hidden weapons."

"Apart from this method of killing, there are no other characteristics. The information Li Chun collected mostly concerns these types of cultivators."

For Wei Xi, Master Li couldn't escape, and killing him was just a matter of time, place, and method; but the mysterious monk hiding in the dark who almost killed her made her feel uneasy.

"Yes, the message sent to Qingzhou was that there were several unclaimed corpses in the Dead Immortal City, and the cause of death was sand blowing. However, I thought it was a cultivator with earth attributes, so I didn't pay much attention to it..."

Wei Xi patted Lian Gou's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "This is something most people wouldn't expect. Few people know about the Dead Immortal City. Corpses are valuable materials in the Dead Immortal City. They would never kill someone without using the corpse."

"We've had three instances of blowing sand around us," Wei Xi said, trying to find common ground among the victims. "The first was in Tangkou Town, where a mysterious monk used blowing sand to frame the Hu people for killing each other and abducted Xu Xiangfang's body."

"The second time was during the sect competition, when Yin Feng was killed." Qin Feng still felt a little indignant when he mentioned this. After all, Yin Feng died inexplicably, and his crime had not yet been made public. "He got away with it!"

"The third time is this time. Although there is no blowing sand, it is suspected to be related to the Dead Immortal City where flying sand appeared..." Wei Xi didn't mind the dirtiness and kept turning the face skin with his hands.

Lian Gouqie became a little more alert and took the pill that stabilized his spiritual power from Qin Feng's hand. He had no Qi Palace and his whole body was filled with spiritual power. Not only could he not control the transformation of spiritual energy into spiritual power, the spiritual power in his body was also prone to getting out of control. Therefore, the three of them had several bottles of comb pills on them to prevent him from exploding and dying that day.

"I can understand Xu Xiangfang's skeleton," Lian Gouyue patted his chest, trying to get the pill to go down smoothly. "I'm tempted by the idea that it can produce gold! But what's the use of Yin Feng?"

Qin Feng sneered and said, "If he dies, that's his greatest use!"

"Apart from the blowing sand and the disguise of drowning, are there any other abnormalities in Yin Feng's body?" Wei Xi tried to find the value of Yin Feng's death through clues.

"No," Lian Gouqi, who had sneaked into the morgue at the time, replied, "The Qi Palace was not dug out, and the bones are fine. It's just an ordinary corpse."

Wei Xi used [Pulling Thread] to pull out a half-human-high big-headed puppet from the Qiankun bag, picked out a face skin and stuck it on it, and then coated it with a layer of spiritual power to prevent it from continuing to rot.

"Did you research this?" Lian Gouyue poked the puppet's torso curiously. "It's elastic!"

"I used all the sea Tai Sui that Zhenhai Sect gave me to make this," Wei Xi carefully smoothed the skin with a small brush. "This material can lock in spiritual energy. Put it on this puppet, and this face won't deteriorate for at least ten years."

"What were you planning to do with it?" Lian Gouqie had a bad feeling and felt a little uneasy.

Wei Xi brushed his face one last time to make sure it wouldn't fall off the puppet. Without even looking up, he replied, "Some magical tools have a time limit and are not convenient to store in a box. Using this to store them allows them to be used several times."

Qin Feng was a little unhappy: "Wei Xi used to be a talkative person. How frustrated must she have been in the past two years to have started to take the initiative to learn how to make things?"
Qin Feng mentally took a hard swipe at Coach Li and continued the conversation, "Are you keeping this as evidence? Do you need to save another one?"

"I want to show it to Elder Xian Hua. Maybe he has some ideas."

In addition to Elder Xian Hua's extensive knowledge and profound attainments in refining equipment, Wei Xi also wanted to be a good student and win his favor.

After all, if he wanted to cling to Xian Hua's influence, he couldn't bring a rotten face. Clean it up, stick it on the puppet he made, and show off his learning. Wei Xi stood at the mass grave with a smile on his face. This idea inspired Lian Gouyu. He examined the four corpses' heads one by one. "Maybe I can draw their faces, but I don't know if they'll look exactly like each other... But we need to get into the city, and we don't have enough time."

"No problem!" Wei Xi agreed readily. The key point was that Qin Feng was nodding beside him.

Lian Gouqie said alertly, "I don't want to stay in the mass grave alone! Don't even think about leaving me behind!"

As a result, a silver light flashed before Lian Gou's eyes and a "click" sound was heard in his ears.

Qin Feng cut off two heads with one sword, but Wei Xi was a little slower and controlled the big-headed puppet to twist off the other two.

"That's it!" Qin Feng lifted up the two heads by their hair and handed them to Lian Gouqie, who looked speechless. "Grab the hair and be careful not to let the blood drip on you."

The big-headed puppet shook off the wriggling bugs on its head and handed it to Lian Gouqie obediently.

"Fortunately, I'm a painting," Lian Gouqie said, holding the head with a distorted expression. "I died young that day. Please burn it..."

"Anyway, your problem has been solved." Qin Feng pulled a piece of cloth from his sleeve and carefully wiped Gao Han clean. "Heads are valuable in the army. Today, you got four for free."

Lian Gouqie really wanted to vomit, but unfortunately he had nothing left to vomit, so he could only complain in a low voice about the perverted military merit system of the Ju State.

Wei Xi let the two men quarrel while he directed a servant puppet to dig a few shallow graves and hastily bury the four headless corpses and the other six corpses.

Looking at the clumsy servant puppet, Wei Xi felt unhappy: without the support of high-quality materials, the performance of the puppet he made was too poor, and it was not at all as magical as described in Xian Hua's notes.

This made Wei Xi feel frustrated and unhappy. Furthermore, weapon refiners were made from materials, and she was short on funds. If she couldn't rely on Xian Hua, her future would be even more bleak.

At once, the anger that had been suppressed for two years, the dim prospects of cultivating immortals, and the fear of the monks hiding in the dark all surged into Wei Xi's heart, making her feel heavy and suffocated.

"Wei Xi?" Lian Gou's voice rang out, "Should we leave now?"

Looking up, he saw the two concerned faces. Wei Xi, his mood gradually calmed down, replied: "Let's go and see how muddy the water in Bingzhou City is!"

After leaving the mass grave, Wei Xidong sniffed around and used the cleaning spell several times, but he still felt the stench of corpses following him.

The three of them are now considered monks sent by the Ju State court, so it is not a good choice to march into the city in a brazen manner.

After a brief discussion, the three decided to use flying claws to climb over the city wall and enter Bingzhou City.

After changing into linen clothes, Wei Xi pulled Qin Feng and rolled him on the ground twice, getting him covered in dirt. Then he took out his flying claw and sat on the city wall of Bingzhou City smoothly.

(End of this chapter)