"Although your cultivation level is not high, you are on par with me. It's a bit difficult to deal with!"

In Nanxiang, Ning County, in the thatched cottage on the north slope of Junjiazhuang, Jun Buqi opened his eyes slightly and frowned lightly.

That little man was one of the two little men he let out more than a month ago.

This is the technique of avatar, one of the most favorite methods used by practitioners.

Use the spiritual crystal as a carrier to replace the spiritual energy in the spiritual crystal with spiritual power, and use formation restrictions to bind these spiritual powers within the spiritual crystal to make a spiritual crystal villain.

Some people also like to use paper to make clones, but the principle is the same.

Spiritual crystal dolls are easier to use than paper-cutting, and can carry more spiritual power.

However, the flaw of this kind of clone is actually very big. No matter what it is used as a carrier, the general spiritual power storage is very limited. Once it enters the battle, it will basically become useless in one move.

It is also easy to see through and can only be used for reconnaissance.

Otherwise, there was no need for him to venture into the mass grave cave by himself that day.

It was because he was afraid that the Lingshi villain would be seen through, and because he felt that those female ghosts posed no threat to him, and because he had Mo Changgeng as his backing, that he had the confidence to take risks.

Otherwise, with his temperament of always "plan before taking action and do not move if there is danger", how could he possibly go to that ghost nest and take risks himself?

The reason why that little man gave the female knight a righteous stab in the back was to test the female knight's true cultivation.

The moment the little man was destroyed, that part of his consciousness had already fled far away.

Although the female knight wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him and kill them all, she still underestimated Jun Buqi's escape method, especially when he escaped with his spiritual consciousness alone, he would be faster.

"Mo Changgeng, you idiot gave me another problem!"

Jun Bu couldn't help but grit his teeth, "I just want to practice quietly!"

Although his cultivation level has quietly increased a lot during this period of time, the female knight is obviously not a vegetarian. After all, she is a fish that can successfully escape Mo Changgeng's pursuit.

After thinking about it, Jun Buqi shook out another little figure from his sleeves, "It's better to tell this news to Senior Brother Qian who is in Longquan County! It's not something I can interfere with!"

…

Ning County.

A night of absurdity.

Early the next morning, the two young men left the inn exhausted but in a happy mood, with a long package under their arms.

The two of them got on the carriage and headed to Nanxiang.

On the carriage, Jun Jiusi, a fat young man, opened a package, took out a half-meter-tall black beauty statue in the package, and gently touched it.

The material of the black statue looks like a tree root, but it feels as moist as jade. The coating on the outside looks quite thick, giving people a crystal clear feeling.

"Brother Ziliang, this is truly a divine thing!" Jun Jiusi sighed.

It was obvious that this fat young man had been conquered by the beauty of last night.

On the other side, a young man who looked unusually thin and had thick dark circles raised his eyelids after hearing this, with a smile on his lips, "Brother Jiusi, I didn't lie to you, did I!"

As he spoke, he yawned and said, "Brother Jiusi, please play with it carefully. Brother Yu, take a nap first!"

…

At the same time, the villain sent out by Jun Buqi has arrived at Qingling Temple in Longquan County.

Qingling Temple is located on a low mountain outside the county town. It is a secular Taoist temple of Qingxuan Sect. The owner of the temple, Qian Kun, is a Jindan monk like Mo Changgeng.

In the eyes of the world, Qian Kun is an accomplished man with a celestial spirit.

The incense in Qingling Temple is very strong, and there are many guests coming and going along the way. The green smoke in the temple dances in the blue sky, and the scent of sandalwood floats for miles, making visitors think clearly.

A little man appeared in a corner of the temple, transformed into a child, entered the main hall, took out something, shook it, and asked, "Where is Senior Brother Qian?"

Hearing the words "Senior Brother Qian" and seeing the object again, the Taoist boy in the temple knew that it was one of his own.

A little Taoist boy stepped forward and bowed to Jun Buqi, "Returning to my uncle, my master has been out for a few days and has not returned yet. I wonder what important matter my uncle has to find his master?"

"I wonder when Senior Brother Qian will be able to return?"

The little Taoist boy shook his head and said: "Master said that the short term can be three to five days, and the long term can be half a month or more than a month."

"Senior brother, did you tell me where you went?"

"Never explained!"

Jun Buqi's clone thought for a moment and then said: "Then I'll wait here in the contemplation!"

Just like that, Jun Buqi's spiritual crystal clone stayed in the view.

Time flies, and half a month has passed, but senior brother Qian Kun still has not returned.

…

This day, Junjiazhuang.

"Dead, dead!"

A shout suddenly broke the peaceful little village.

Everyone who heard this shout looked towards the Jun family mansion.

"Little, the young master fainted!"

"Quick, go and invite Dr. Liu! Go to the countryside and invite one too."

Suddenly, a galloping horse ran towards the outside of the village, in the direction of Nanxiang.

"Go, go and ask your eldest young master to come back!" An old voice sounded in the main hall.

"Father, I will personally go and ask my eldest brother to come back!"

Not long after, a wealthy middle-aged man, with a few servants, got on an ox cart and rushed towards the north slope of Junjiazhuang.

In the Jun family's mansion, the servants were talking quietly in private.

"I just said that the young master's classmate doesn't seem to be a long-lived person! Alas! I didn't expect that he would die in our Jun family's mansion. This will be very troublesome."

"Have you ever found it strange that the young master has lost a lot of weight recently? He used to look a little chubby, but now, in just half a month, he has become so thin."

"During this period, the young master has been sleeping with that young master, but when I got up a few days ago, I heard the sound of a woman breathing in the young master's room..."

"I'm just saying that during the recent period, there must be some coquettish young man seducing the young master and that young master, causing them to be ridiculous every night! You still don't believe it..."

…

Here, Jun Buqi rode Daqing downhill and asked Daqing to play in the river at the bottom of the slope. This was a routine part of cultivating feelings between him and Daqing.

Daqing is originally a buffalo. He likes to get into the river down the slope when he has nothing to do. Even in this cold weather, he also likes to take a dip in the water when he has nothing to do.

Without the colorful liquid, Daqing, who couldn't even eat grass, could only survive by taking baths.

Jun Buqi was lying under a big tree by the river, with his legs crossed and chewing a grass stem, thinking in his mind about how to solve the problem of condensing pills that needed to be overcome.

As for that evil spirit, he had long ago thrown it out of sight.

Just as he was thinking about it, at some point, a thin figure rushed towards him from a distance, shouting in this direction from a distance: "Young Master, Young Master, someone is dead, someone is dead..."

After staying here for more than half a year, no one would come here to disturb him. Apart from Daqing and him, there was no one else.

Cultivation is so boring and boring, boring and ruthless.

Jun Buqi sat up from the ground. When the thin figure saw him, he ran to him panting, holding his knees with his hands, and was speechless for a moment.

Jun Buqi asked him, "Niu Xiaozhuang, what happened? Who died?"

After taking a few breaths, Niu Xiaozhuang said: "You, your family..."

When Jun Buqi heard the words, he frowned slightly and called Daqing, who jumped out of the river. Then Jun Buqi picked up Niu Xiaozhuang and sat on Daqing's back.

Daqing understood, stepped forward with his strong four hooves, and ran towards Junjiazhuang.

"Tell me slowly, what happened to our family? How could someone die?"

"No, I'm not sure..."

"..."

You're kidding me!

Hearing this, Jun Buqi shook his head helplessly.

On the way, Jun Buqi and Niu Xiaozhuang encountered an ox cart.

Sitting on the bullock cart was a middle-aged man with a rich look on his face. A servant was driving the bullocks in front of the cart, and several others were following the cart to protect him, fearing that the middle-aged man would fall off the cart.

.

This middle-aged man looks to be in his forties, with a beard on his chin, and the look between his eyebrows is so similar to Jun Buqi's. Those who don't know better think he is Jun Buqi's father!

But in fact, they are brothers, Jun Buqi is the brother, and he is the younger brother.

"Big, big brother..."

Jun Youdao rolled off the bullock cart and shouted at Jun Buqi.

Seeing that Jun Youdao was just anxious and not sad that anyone had died, Jun Buqi couldn't help but frown and asked: "What is going on? Who died?"
To be continued...