What If I Can’t Die?

"Get rich, get rich!"

Song Shi was delighted.

These monks are at least mid-acquired warriors, poor in culture, rich in martial arts, noble and immortal. If they can cultivate to this stage, which one doesn't have a little wealth?

They are worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, and the higher the level of cultivation, the richer they are.

Like a few innate warriors and Qi practitioners, they have magic tools and talismans that cannot be bought with ordinary money, and these are taken away by Song Shi casually.

The groping went so smoothly that Song Shi felt that this kind of thing could happen several times.

Walking to the other side, Song Shi looked and found that Taoist Cai had also fallen to the ground.

"The well-known qi trainer in Jinxiu City just died like this, it's really cheap for me!"

Song Shi walked over and reached out to pull the storage bag, but it couldn't be pulled.

He accidentally looked at the hand holding the storage bag firmly, and pulled it down hard, but the hand was held very tightly.

"..."

Song Shi was convinced, this guy is still obsessed with his storage bag after death?

He increased his strength again, and under his strong physique, Cai Daoren's entire body was lifted up and dragged away on the ground.

"Nimma, as for?"

Song Shi twitched cheekily, and stretched out his hand to break Cai Daoren's hand, but as soon as he touched him, he felt that something was wrong.

It doesn't matter if this guy's hands are hot, but there is still spiritual power flowing in them.

Feelings are not dead yet, no wonder you protect your storage bag!

The latter suddenly opened his eyes, fell to the side, and the whisk suddenly glowed, flew up and drew towards him.

Song Shi had no choice but to let go of his hand and took a step back. It seemed that the soft dust left traces on the ground, reaching a depth of half a foot.

"Which brat dares to steal my Daoist's storage bag, is there any sense of etiquette and shame?"

Taoist Cai jumped up, stared at Song Shi's empty area, and asked furiously: "Believe it or not, I will immediately hit you with a thunder talisman!"

He was very angry at the moment, he was pretending to be dead, and then escaped when the situation became clear, but in the end, some ghost thing snatched his things.

Being discovered by this guy, Song Shi saw that there was no danger, so he curled his lips and said, "You are the brat. I am just here to collect the fee for burying the body. Since you are not dead, you don't need to pay!"

"It's you!"

Cai Daoren immediately recognized whose voice it was, stared at the source of the voice, and searched with his spiritual sense, but still found nothing, and said fearfully: "That kid from the Song family?"

"Is it my son or who?"

Song Shi tutted his tongue and said, "You're a **** talent. You actually pretended to be dead here. The technique is quite powerful. If I didn't touch you, I wouldn't have noticed."

"Hmph, if you don't pretend to be dead, is it possible to continue wasting mana to kill each other?"

Cai Daoren grabbed Fuchen, restrained his strength, and sneered: "I don't have the means of invisibility like you!"

"The enemies are gone. You can help them take down Changsun Ji and others. This is a good opportunity for meritorious service." Song Shi suggested.

Cai Daoren squinted: "Why don't you take action and hide here?"

"Ahem, didn't I see the brothers die so badly, I want to bury them."

Song Shi had a cheeky face, "Besides, I'm just a little innate, so I don't have the qualifications to get involved in that kind of battle between extraordinary foundation-builder monks."

Cai Daoren felt that he had met someone of the same kind, and said with contempt: "Don't you just want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, thinking that you can't see it?"

"What do you know, I'm collecting money so that I can bury their bodies with peace of mind, without any cause and effect."

Song Shiyi upright speech.

Cai Daoren's eyes rolled: "Song Daoyou really enlightened the poor Taoist. The poor Taoist should learn from the Taoist friend, and do good deeds without leaving cause and effect."

He turned around, rushed towards a corpse, and quickly took down a package.

"Your uncle!"

Song Shi cursed, and hurried to touch another corpse.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable, Song Daoyou, you have done a lot of good deeds. It will be very hard to dig a hole, so let Pindao share some of it for you."

Cai Daoren's eyes are shining, now that there is no such terrible Golden Core cultivator, he should do some kind deeds to soothe his frightened little heart.

brush!

His movement skills are very good, after turning around a few corpses, he found a bunch of things.

He caught a glimpse of a magic weapon flying sword of a congenital monk, and he was about to pick it up when the flying sword disappeared out of thin air and was picked up by Song Shi.

He shouted: "Song Daoyou, these people died with a lot of grievances. If you can't bear it, you should go to **** as a poor Taoist."

While talking, he hurriedly snatched away the magic weapon in the shape of a bead on the wall, which made Song Shi feel that he had lost a hundred million.

"Old shameless!"

Song Shi cursed secretly, originally they could have searched all the wealth of 40 or 50 people here, but now Taoist Cai appeared, at least ten people's wealth was lost.

Daoist Cai touched the corpse with a smile, and he did not forget to persuade Song Shi: "Young Daoist Song is still young, so you shouldn't be too rich, otherwise it's easy to lose control of your mentality and it will turn bad."

"Song Shi's family has been rich since he was a child, and it has been ruined for a long time. I think you, a monk, should not be greedy for these vulgar things."

Song Shi used all his phantom steps, otherwise he would not be able to win this guy.

"No, money is in my heart, and immeasurable heaven is in my heart. These vulgar things are like floating clouds to me."

Cai Daoren shook his head.

"Humph."

Song Shi didn't bother to talk anymore, and ran into the house to pick up things.

Cai Daoren felt that he would be robbed if he picked it up with this kid, so he went to the other side to make a fortune.

One of them was in the light and the other was in the dark, competing to touch the corpse to do good deeds.

The surrounding corpses were quickly touched by them.

"Fortunately, Master Song Ben has already touched some, otherwise it would be a big loss~www.wuxiahere.com~ Song Shi scraped away the things of several houses, and found that there were more than a dozen people's things missing under the place where the boat was originally parked.

He was probably taken away by that old guy, but how could a golden core be interested in these people's relics?

If he had found Chen Ming when he was spying, he probably would have understood the reason.

With doubts, he turned around and went to the door again.

The living people were all attracted here, and Wu Chenzi and others killed several more. He glanced at Cai Daoren who was afraid to come, walked over generously, and quietly took the things beside Chen Yiling and the others. .

"This invisibility talisman is really necessary for sneaking around without being discovered!"

Song Shi was thinking in a weird mood. He saw with his own eyes a Qi training seventh-level monk whose head was pierced by the shadowless guard's magic weapon because of lack of spiritual power, and flew out screaming and fell to the ground, unwilling to die.

"It's still impossible to win. This is still a situation where they are all sleepwalking and unable to exert their full strength."

Song Shi sighed secretly, glanced at Taoist Cai who sneaked over to pick up the seven-layer Qi-training cultivator magic weapon and storage bag, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

If this guy joins again, Chen Yiling and the others are probably already dead.

It's not easy, everyone in Wuchenzi's team should have been caught by weird tricks, but this guy wasn't controlled.

Without him, maybe this guy would be the final winner, and he could make a fortune just by picking up corpses.

He picked up a stone and threw it, which happened to hit Taoist Cai.

Chen Yiling and Elder Dou, who were resisting with difficulty, suddenly realized that they were eyeing Daoren Cai. They thought that this person was coming to attack them, but they found something was wrong.

This guy is picking up the magic weapon on the ground and seems to be awake.

Cai Daoren's face darkened: "Okay, I was tricked by that kid!"