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Seeing all this, the cultivator of the Nascent Soul thought he was dazzled, so he quickly rubbed his eyes with his hands, and even shook his hands in front of Zhao Hen, then looked at Zhao Hen with surprise. However, the three silver needles did penetrate into Zhao Hen's body, but Zhao Hen had already used his soul ligaments to protect the acupoints throughout his body. He was not injured by the three silver needles. At most, he only pierced a little skin, and there was no threat at all. However, this cultivator of the Nascent Soul Soul naturally could not know what happened in Zhao Hen's body, so he was naturally unexpected.

"So that's it..." The shocked expression of the Nascent Soul Cultivator fell into Zhao Hen's eyes, and a smile appeared on Zhao Hen's face: "I want to thank you for your advice!"

The Nascent Soul Cultivator was shocked and was about to swing his palm to kill the monster in front of him, but Zhao Hen suddenly swung out countless soul ligaments in his body and attacked the Nascent Soul Cultivator overwhelmed the sky. The Nascent Soul Cultivator was so scared that his eyes almost jumped out. He screamed in horror and shot it back. Unfortunately, before he escaped far, Zhao Hen used the Yin and Yang electricity to emit a magnetic current, which was sucked over, and then was stabbed into his body by dense soul ligaments, and he could no longer raise a trace of spiritual power.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul cultivator had already had a soul-stirring, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans instantly covered his forehead. Looking at Zhao Hen with a smile on his face in front of him, he almost burst into tears and burst into tears!

"I have no grudges and enemies with my seniors. I just ask for a way to take my life. I can only offend me." Looking at the Nascent Soul Cultivator who was crying at this moment, Zhao Hen was like a kind-hearted old man, treating his good grandson, and gently wiped his tears with his cuffs, and then asked, "Now, you should tell me where the Bingjing Mountain Market is?"

Apart from nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, the cultivator of Nascent Soul could no longer think of anything else to do. Although his whole body was shaking like a sieve, his fingers were trembling and pointing in a direction. After scooping up a handful of snot, he answered Zhao Hen's question in a crying voice: "There is a market in that direction, and it will take about three days to rush through here."

Now, the Nascent Soul cultivator only hopes that Zhao Hen will ask him early. If his answer satisfies the young master, he might have room to turn back to the ship and turn the rudder.

"Do you know where can I find Shidiao grass near Ice Crystal Mountain?" Facing a guy who was controlled by himself, Zhao Hen would not feel that he was lucky enough to find Shidiao grass at once, so he did not hide his purpose in Ice Crystal Mountain.

After hearing Zhao Hen's words, the Nascent Soul Cultivator did not care about his already slightly limp body and replied carefully: "Shimiao grass grows in one hour and destroys in one hour, and it is extremely rare, and the traces are really hard to find!"

It is well known that Shimiao grass is rare, otherwise it would not be described as rare. Moreover, it grows and dies in one hour, and survives to wither for only two hours. Zhao Hen was also known in classics in his previous life, and he had never seen the real thing before ascension. Now, asking about Shimiao grass from the mouth of a Nascent Soul cultivator is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Looking at the Nascent Soul Cultivator who was now respectful and nodded, Zhao Hen was still unwilling to give up and asked again: "Do you know who has seen an outdated sheep killing?"

"Who has seen it?" The Nascent Soul Cultivator shivered and frowned and began to recall it. After a while, he slapped his head suddenly, as if Columbus had discovered a new world, and shouted in surprise: "More than two months ago, the guy in the Zhongling Medicine Shop in the Fangshi told me while chatting that an old customer of their Ling Medicine Shop saw the outdated sheep-killing."

As soon as the Nascent Soul Cultivator said this, Zhao Hen was shocked. Since the old customer of the Chinese Lingyao Shop in the market saw the outdated era of herbs, Zhao Hen could contact this person through the Lingyao Shop and find out some clues about the timely herbs.

At this moment, the cultivator of the Nascent Soul began to secretly figure out Zhao Hen. Zhao Hen asked so clearly that he was almost certain to come to find Shi Miecao. However, the masters of Ice Crystal Mountain were even more jealous of Shi Miecao. With Zhao Hen's only foundation-building stage cultivation, even if he was lucky enough to get Shi Miecao, he would definitely be killed and robbed by other masters. Just as he was about to persuade Zhao Hen a few more words, he suddenly remembered that his life was still in Zhao Hen's hands. He was afraid that Zhao Hen would take action after asking, and hurriedly said: "You are looking for Shi Miecao? I am familiar with the place here, and I can lead you!"

"Are you leading the way?" Zhao Hen frowned after hearing this and said lightly: "Senior, since he doesn't know where Shi Miecao is, he won't bother with him anymore. It's better to send him to the road earlier!"

After hearing Zhao Hen's words, the Nascent Soul Cultivator suddenly slapped his mouth, and even his tone of speaking was crying again: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll kneel down to you!"

After saying that, before Zhao Hen could take action, he knelt down on the ground in a panic, but tears flowed out like a flood from the drainage gate, covering his entire face. Unfortunately, Zhao Hen was indifferent to this. Zhao Hen would never have any sympathy for someone who wanted to kill him.

The soul ligament that had been inserted into the body of the Nascent Soul Cultivator began to suck blood and blood wildly. In just a moment, the Nascent Soul Cultivator was in a state of stagnation and turned into a skin-bone mummy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After Zhao Hen's smile, the Qiankun bag of the Nascent Soul cultivator was taken away by Zhao Hen, and he carried the unconscious Zi Sect Master towards the Bingjingshan Market. A Nascent Soul cultivator did not bring Zhao He any useful clues. Zhao Hen still planned to go to the market to settle Zi Sect Master first. As for the clues of Shi Huacao, it may take some trouble.

In a relatively remote valley, the Ice Crystal Mountain Market is a supply station for all the monks, and it is also a gathering place for Taoist, demon cultivators and demon cultivators. However, the lowest cultivation level here is the peak of the Golden Pill, and those with low cultivation level like Zhao Hen are nowhere to be found.

However, although Ice Crystal Mountain is a place where the strong are respected, it is strictly forbidden to use force in the market. Even if someone is eyeing Zhao Hen, he will not dare to take action in the market rashly. After all, there are still several out-of-body cultivators in the market. Those who take action must consider their own weight more.

Three days later, Zhao Hen finally arrived at the small valley where the market was located. However, Zhao Hen's appearance immediately attracted countless greedy eyes. The cultivators who appeared here were at least at the peak of the Golden Pill, and they were also cautiously squeezing their heads and minds. None of them had seen a novice like Zhao Hen with a low cultivation level.

In such a place, there is no compassion for the world. When the monks coming and going in the market saw Zhao Hen, their eyes were all looking down. Walking on the road to the valley, Zhao Hen could detect that there were countless greedy eyes around him.
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