Chapter 645： (1/2)

Seeing that no one dared to attack her little brother anymore, Wen Qiao was satisfied to invite Xu Zhaozhao.

"Miss Wen, what's the order?" Xu Zhaozhao asked diligently, looking at Wen Qiao with bright eyes. If it weren't for confirming that she was a woman, it would give people the illusion that she was looking at her sweetheart.

Not only Xu Zhaozhao, but also the other disciples of Shengwu Temple.

Wen Qiao was able to defeat Zhang Tianyang, the first person in the inner hall, and was the object of their worship. After meeting Wen Qiao here, several disciples of the Saint Martial Hall of Xu Zhaozhao decided to follow her.

Wen Qiao asked, "When you came here, did you see my husband and Wen Tutu?"

Xu Zhaozhao shook his head, "We came from the forest over there and never saw them along the way."

Wen Qiao was a little disappointed and murmured in his heart, it seemed that he had to continue to look for them, hoping that their luck would not be so bad.

The corpses in the river were picked up one by one. After confirming that there were no floating corpses in the river, everyone returned to the shore.

Wen Qiao looked at these corpses.

After the corpse was picked up, it was completely clean and not stained with water. Wen Qiao glanced at the gray river, and vaguely understood the situation of the river. It should be similar to the Shoushi Lake in the Thirteenth Mansion of Withered Bones, but it is different from the Shoushi Lake in that the corpses in the river do not take the initiative. attack.

These corpses are lifelike, there is no sign of decay, but there is no breath of life on them.

Xu Zhaozhao asked, "Miss Wen, what should I do now?"

After the corpse is picked up, what do you want to do next?

Others also looked at Wen Qiao eagerly, very eager to get something from the corpse, even if there is no fairy inheritance, some treasures are fine, and the things left by the fairy are naturally fairy artifacts.

Wen Qiao slowly glanced at the people around him, and said, "Check it out for yourself, but you are not allowed to do anything trivial to these corpses."

Everyone: "..."

If it weren't for her seriousness, the three clans present thought she was burying them.

When they saw that Wen Qiao was really just standing aside and watching, when they didn't mean to intervene, they couldn't help but looked at each other, and finally mustered up the courage to check the condition of the corpse.

Upon seeing this, Xu Zhaozhao and the two disciples of the Saint Martial Hall also went to check a corpse.

They didn't do anything to the corpse, they just checked the magic weapon on its body, and removed the magic weapon that looked like a necklace wrapped around the body. It's just that the magic weapon had just left the corpse, as if it had run out of energy, and turned into powder with a bang.

The three of Xu Zhaozhao stunned.

They subconsciously looked at other people and found that their situation was the same. They took out some magic weapons from the corpse. They did not expect that the magic weapons would collapse and disappear as powder when they left the corpse.

A group of cultivators who had worked so hard to fish for corpses were very depressed.

What is even more depressing is the group of people who were **** by Wen Qiao Fat's beating. Since the things on these corpses are useless, why did they suffer the crime before? Why not stand on the sidelines and watch.

After confirming that the magic weapons on these corpses were useless, Wen Qiao said, "Okay, you can put them back in the river again." Go back wherever they come from.

Everyone obediently pushed the body back into the gray river.

After the corpse was submerged in the river, it continued to sink and float in the gray river water, drifting away quietly.

Xu Zhaozhao said in a strange way: "Why do the magic weapons on these corpses turn into powder after they are separated? Is it because of the river?"

Everyone looked at the gray river, it looked like a river, but when they were fishing for the corpse, they had a sense of nothing to touch, and they knew that the river was not normal without investigating it. Because of this, no one dared to enter the river to check, lest one accidentally fold in the river.

The cultivator cherishes his life. Before he can figure it out, where would he dare to take risks easily?

Wen Qiao took out a puppet rat from the storage bag, stuffed a spirit stone into its stomach, attached a strand of divine sense to it, and put it on the ground.

The puppet rat sprinted towards the river and entered the river silently.

The three clans present looked at this scene with different thoughts, and some cultivators who brought the puppets acted like they learned, attaching their gods to the puppets and let the puppets go into the river to explore.

Suddenly, Wen Qiao said, "The sense of consciousness I put on the puppet rat is erased."

Erased? Who wiped it?

The expressions of the crowd were drunk.

"This river... is indeed unusual." Wen Qiao thoughtfully turned to look at the cultivators around him, and then said to those ghost cultivators, "Do you want to take a look in the river?"

The Guixiu brothers were startled, and asked carefully: "Miss Wen, what do you mean?" Does she hate Guixiu, and are now cruelly letting them go to death?

Wen Qiao said: "Before my spiritual consciousness was erased, I felt a cold breath, which was very similar to the Yin Qi of ghost cultivation. There should be treasures in it that fit the ghost cultivation. As for our human cultivation and the demons, Not suitable to go in."

As he said, the other cultivators who controlled the puppet's entry into the river turned pale, and it was clear that the spiritual consciousness attached to the puppet was also erased.

After finally confirming the situation in the river, all the cultivators present looked at the gray river eagerly.

There were also impatient people who decided to go in and take the risk. At the moment, one of them jumped directly into the river before everyone could react.

But when he just entered, the man let out a scream, and his whole body was filled with yin. He instantly turned from a student to a ghost, screamed and sank into the river, and soon died out.

This scene immediately frightened the cultivators on the shore. Those who were originally stupid quickly stopped their minds, knowing that Wen Qiao was right just now, that this river is indeed not suitable for people to cultivate in.

As for those demons, they seemed to believe in Wen Qiao's words, and now there is a fool who proves the danger of this river, they decided to continue to wait and see.

The ghost repairers hesitated for a moment, but still decided to go in and explore.

Seeking wealth and danger, the opportunity is in front of you, no matter what it is, you must make a breakthrough.

Twenty ghost cultivators who decided to go into the river to explore, all the ten ghost cultivators who followed Wen Qiao decided to go in for a break, unwilling to miss this great opportunity.

After the twenty ghosts were ready, they jumped into the gray river as if they were dead.

When they entered the river, the people on the shore could see that they didn't scream like the previous man Xiu did. Obviously, the river did no harm to Ghost Xiu.

They got used to it before sinking into the river cautiously.

Because Gui Xiu's face was always pale, the cultivators on the shore couldn't judge their condition, at least it seemed safe.

In this way, to confirm Wen Qiao's judgment again, this river did no harm to Gui Xiu.

It seems that the treasures in the river really belong to ghost repairs.

They waited by the river for another half day, when suddenly the river was overcast, and then a light burst into the sky, as if illuminating the gray sky of the fairy tomb.

The light shone for a long time before it gradually dissipated.

This light also attracted many cultivators to investigate. When they arrived here, they were stunned when they saw the cultivators on the shore. After they heard about the situation in the river, many ghost cultivators flickered and stared at the river. Hold on.