The puppet master's sudden discovery temporarily saved his life.

However, the pressure of the Nascent Soul Cultivator has not weakened. It seems that he just listened to the puppet master's words for now. If he is a little dissatisfied, he will still kill him without hesitation.

The puppet master said with greater trepidation: "Old ancestor, the four puppet-handed golden wart lions that the disciple refined just now were all destroyed, but the wreckage left at the scene was not complete, and it should have been taken away by those cultivators! The puppet beasts refined by the disciples were catalyzed with their own essence, and they had natural sensing of each component, and they could find their location. At that time, they would definitely find these cultivators according to the map!"

"Oh?! Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you look for it quickly?!" The Nascent Soul Cultivator couldn't wait to shout sternly.

The puppet master became even more afraid and replied stutteringly: "Report...Ancestor, my disciple has injured Yuan...Yuan...Yuan Qi. Now the distance is too far, it cannot be sensed...No...to the direction!"

"Then what's the point of keeping you!" The Nascent Soul Cultivator stretched out his hand and grabbed the puppet master in the hands of the universe.

"Ancestor! Ancestor! Ancestor!" The puppet master was pinched to the point of his face as if he was as sharp as a pig's liver, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "As long as the disciple takes some time to recover his vitality, he will definitely help the ancestor find his target to seize the treasure, and break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul as soon as possible! Ah..."

Advance is the tireless pursuit of all cultivators, especially for the Nascent Soul cultivator who is extremely difficult to break through every small step. Such temptation is really irresistible.

The puppet master also accurately grasped the weakness of this early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator. Just when the Nascent Soul cultivator was about to kill, he threw out this life-saving straw.

The subordinate of the Nascent Soul Cultivator was relieved, and the puppet master who had been walking around the gate of hell was finally back.

The Nascent Soul Cultivator waited for the puppet master who was already dying and breathed a few breaths, and then he asked coldly: "Tell me, how long will it take to recover your vitality!"

Although the puppet master had just lost consciousness, he was a mid-stage Jindan monk with extremely tenacious vitality. After letting go, the Nascent Soul monk quickly recovered his mind.

"Report to the ancestor, I only need 30 years to fully recover!" In fact, according to the puppet master's injuries, he would not have been able to recover for eighty or ninety years, but he was afraid that the Nascent Soul cultivator would not have the patience to wait, and killed himself in one go, so he deliberately kept a fuss and gave a big discount.

Even so, when the Nascent Soul monk heard that it would take decades to recover, he still looked impatient, his face was unstable, and he was obviously in a fierce ideological struggle.

When the puppet master saw the Nascent Soul monk's behavior, he felt regretful: "Idiot! Why don't you say ten or eight years? Even if you say three or five years, it's okay! It's better to live one more day!"

The Nascent Soul Cultivator hesitated for a long time before finally making up his mind and said, "Okay! Hand over your soul and spirit, I will help you recover quickly!"

Hearing this, the puppet master shouted in horror as if he was a ghost in the sun, "Old Ancestor, don't! No!" At the same time, the dantian was swelling, and he was about to explode the golden elixir.

However, in the hands of this Nascent Soul cultivator, it is not so easy to self-destruct the golden elixir. As the Nascent Soul cultivator tightened his hands, the puppet master's spiritual energy was stagnant and he could no longer struggle. He had to watch the Nascent Soul cultivator stared at him with his soul-catching eyes, and then he lost consciousness.

After a moment, the Nascent Soul monk loosened his hands, and the puppet master had no expression on his face and his eyes fell to the ground with a dull look.

"Hmph, let's leave these treasures in your place. When I recover its vitality, I will settle the score with you!"

The puppet master mentioned by the great Nascent Soul monk seemed to be no longer a cultivator, but a puppet that was like a fake one.

All the Jindan monks around were also looking at the Nascent Soul monk with fear, and his heart was trembling.

This is because the actions of this great Nascent Soul cultivator who had just captured the soul have completely fallen into the demonic path, just like those evil cultivators, and are despised by true cultivators.

"Hmph, what are you doing? You want to rebel too, don't you? Go back with me quickly and set off to seize the treasure when the ghost guy recovers!" The Nascent Soul cultivator snorted a few times, said coldly, and then took the lead in getting up and flying without looking back.

First, the puppet master, who was already as stupid as a wooden chicken, flew towards the great monks, and the remaining golden elixir monks looked at me and looked at you. No one dared to act rashly, and they all obediently followed the escape light of the great monks of the Nascent Soul.

In fact, as long as the sword cultivator and the puppet master secretly hid the elixir given to them by Xiaochuan and stopped proclaiming this trip, it would be considered a sure profit without losing money, so there was no need to cause trouble again.

Unfortunately, under the dual effects of greed and hatred, they chose another path. It was because he had a way to heaven and he didn't walk, and he broke in without a door to the ground. In the end, one of them was scattered and the other was neither human nor ghost.

Even the early stage monk of the Nascent Soul who had been devoted to meditation for thousands of years finally fell into the demonic path because of his endless greed.

From this we can see that in addition to the external dangers on the road to immortal cultivation, the bias from one's own heart is even more terrifying.

It has to be said that Ogawa, who has been affected by certain negative emotions, is still basically awake. It has to be said that it is a miracle. In addition to the benefits of the inner refining method, Ogawa's pure and good nature also plays a crucial role.

But at this moment, Xiaochuan secretly observed the actions of the three early-stage golden elixir monks beside him with a ulterior motive.

It took a long time after Shi Bin, Jin Hao and Ling Xiao to completely recover their spiritual energy one after another, Xiaochuan pretended to slowly release the spiritual energy, creating an illusion that he had just recovered his spiritual energy.

Ogawa's move was not malicious. It was just that after experiencing so many dangers, keeping a low profile in front of cultivators whom he could not fully trust was also a means of self-protection. This was also an inevitable choice after being deceived and betrayed many times.

Seeing that Ogawa recovered from entering meditation, Shi Bin was the first to lean over and actually smiled a little flatteringly: "Brother! Where can we go in the future?"

Unexpectedly, Shi Bin actually admired him very much in his tone. Xiaochuan was really flattered, especially when he saw Jin Hao and Ling Xiao staring at him with great enthusiasm, Xiaochuan became even more confused: "The world has changed? Isn't the world of cultivators respecting the strongest cultivation in the world?"

"Disciple wants to go to Tianwu Jing Lake to hunt beasts! I wonder if several seniors are willing to walk with their disciples!" Ogawa finally tentatively expressed his wish.
Chapter completed!