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Chapter 176 My clone is Jindan(2/2)

These disciples all have wooden plaques with simple contents hanging around their necks, which can facilitate the identification and management of their subordinates.

And underneath the wooden sign, there is an inconspicuous black dot.

That black dot means that they are on a certain list with a total of 2,121 people.

Jiang Li specifically instructed that the disciples on the list should be concentrated as much as possible and arranged separately from other ordinary disciples.

So these forty-six people are actually targets.

The second clone reached out and grabbed the other person's neck, lifting the honest-looking young man into the air.

"You don't have to pretend in front of me."

"Oh, I almost forgot. Before the pseudo-spiritual roots grow to a certain level, they cannot affect the host's mind."

Jiuyou's clone's hand gradually tightened like an iron hoop. But Zhao Asan's face turned red, his ears red, his eyes bulging.

A moment later, suddenly his greasy black hair began to turn white from the end, his muscles lost elasticity, his skin became dull and wrinkled, and his life was being quickly sucked out of him!

"This guest! This is the Manjianghong Inn, a property of the Sutra Library Valley. We are all outer disciples of the Sutra Library Valley. If we don't stop, we will call for help!"

There was a lot of movement on the side of Jiang Li's clone, which attracted the attention of many people. Several outer disciples nearby shouted this and ran towards the exit quickly.

However, a flying coffin stood in front of them.

"Don't you know now that you guys are allowed to come here to smelt ore because the soundproofing here is so good that you can't escape."

Dense and flexible roots suddenly protruded from the coffin, wrapping around the remaining forty-five people and pulling them into the coffin bit by bit.

The cultivation level of these disciples is almost negligible, and they have no power to resist at all.

puff!

After another moment, Zhao Asan opened his mouth and spat out a slightly shriveled seed.

These forty-six people were the more than two thousand children who were discovered by Jiang Li and others during the Yinnan Kingdom mission and were eventually brought back to the sect.

Relying on them, Jiang Li was appreciated and rewarded by the sect back then, and with the help of the sutra transmission token, he obtained the Guanyin Heart Sutra, which has benefited him so far.

But because of this, Jiang Li planted 2,121 time bombs for his sect.

Jiang Li has always cared about this matter, but because he was unable to directly tell the sect the reason and was afraid of being retaliated by parasitic monks who might be lurking in the dark, he never took action.

However, there is always cause and effect.

Without the merits of these two thousand pseudo-spiritual disciples, he would not have obtained the sutra-passing token, and without the sutra-passing token, he might not have obtained the Guanyin Heart Sutra.

It was precisely because of the second clone of the Guanyin Heart Sutra that he successfully mastered the Jiuyou branch, which could then be used to resolve these unstable factors.

As expected, the person who untied the bell must tie it.

If you sow the cause yourself, you have to deal with the consequences yourself.

Although the more beneficial causes and effects, the better.

Jiang Li controlled the spiritual root clone and threw the seed into the coffin.

In the coffin, the branch of Jiuyou tree looked a little shriveled.

The statue part left the main body and became the Qingshan layman in the Jindan stage. The trunk part of the main body only had a layer of bark as a support, which looked a bit miserable.

But even so, there is still no problem in dealing with a few of these newbies.

Each spiritual root seed was squeezed out of their bodies.

Generating a new spiritual root seed is quite troublesome. It not only requires specific resources, but also requires time to accumulate slowly.

Back then, the scale demon that was carrying the seed was captured by the convoy, and the scale demon tribe would attack the convoy with great fanfare just for a seed.
Chapter completed!
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