Seeing this so-called elixir, Fang Jiujiu's expressions changed slightly and their eyes flickered uncertainly.
Originally, they did have some ideas. After bringing Xu Zimo into Tianlun Sect, they would let others capture him.
After all, that is their base camp, and they are not afraid of what kind of trouble Xu Zimo will cause.
"What? You don't dare anymore?" Xu Zimo chuckled.
He slowly raised the Ba Ying in his hand, and there was a faint sword intent condensed on the blade.
"Let's take it," Fang Jiu was the first to receive the elixir.
After the elixir entered the abdomen, apart from a slight pain, there seemed to be no other sensation.
"This elixir was brought in from outside. Don't think that anyone in the Red World Palace can save you," Xu Zimo said.
"The poison will last for twenty-four hours, it all depends on your performance."
The three of them all looked very embarrassed.
There were only two ways before them, either to be killed directly by Xu Zimo.
Either take Xu Zimo to see Mr. Tian Xun. They cannot imagine the consequences of betraying Mr. Tian Xun.
But no matter what, it is much better than dying now.
"I'll take you there," Fang Jiu said.
"I'm very curious, how did you, a gangster, fall in love with Master Tianxun?" Xu Zimo asked.
"The skills practiced by Mr. Tianxun are a bit special. In addition to absorbing spiritual energy and enlightenment, he can also quickly become stronger by absorbing other people's essence," Fang Jiuyi explained calmly.
"However, this method goes against the laws of heaven and is explicitly prohibited by the leader within the sect.
Our Tianlun Sect is not a cult and cannot use this method.
Mr. Tianxun wanted to become stronger quickly, but was afraid of being discovered by the leader, so he asked me to help him deal with it, because I am smart and know the streets well."
"Can you see your leader?" Xu Zimo asked.
"The leader rarely shows up. Even if Mr. Tianxun is not summoned, he will rarely see the leader," Fang Jiu replied quickly.
"Really, I didn't lie to you."
"You said, if Mr. Tianxun is in danger, your leader will save him," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"They should be able to save him," Fang Jiu said uncertainly.
"Although the young leader often makes the leader dissatisfied, after all, blood is thicker than water, and he is his only child."
"Then let's go," Xu Zimo said.
………
The original intention of the founding of Tianlun Sect was probably the happiness of family relationships, which stood in contrast to the Goddess Palace's vision of seeing through the world of mortals.
This huge force occupies one-third of Tianlun City.
Formations were arranged around the Tianlun Sect, and there were two disciples guarding the gate in front of it.
They are all wearing blue robes. On both sides of the entrance of Tianlun Religion, there are four sculptures of different shapes of joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
The huge sect gate is made of spark iron, in which the word "Tian Lun" is represented by dragons and phoenixes, and the iron hooks are painted in silver, making it very majestic.
Under the leadership of Fang Jiu and others, the gatekeeper disciples all knew each other and did not stop Xu Zimo and others.
Everyone walked into Tianlun Religion together, and what they saw was a long corridor.
There is almost no end to this corridor, and there are many pictures painted on the walls on both sides.
Xu Zimo glanced at it for a few times. This picture was all about the joy of life.
Power, money, beauty...
This is a bit like brainwashing every believer. If you watch too much, you will naturally not fall into the world of disillusionment.
As you walk through the corridor, your vision broadens.
In the blue sky, all the birds are flying and white clouds are blooming.
Grand halls, buildings, pavilions and pavilions rise from the ground.
Underfoot is a small stone road paved with white jade, with disciples coming and going on both sides walking by in twos and threes.
"Master Tianxun lives in Wangtian Pavilion, let me take you there," Fang Jiu asked cautiously.
"When will you give me the antidote?"
"I will give it to you when I see Mr. Tianxun," Xu Zimo said.
Monk Dazhi followed closely behind.
The five of them were walking halfway when a group of disciples wearing blue robes suddenly came towards them.
The leader was also a young man, with a slightly pale complexion and light steps, looking like he was overindulging in lust.
"Hey, isn't this Fang Jiu? What did you do for your master?" The young man in blue robe said with a smile.
"Senior Brother Yun," Fang Jiu greeted with a smile.
"Who are they?" Tianyun glanced at Xu Zimo and others and asked with a frown.
"This doesn't seem to be a disciple of our Tianlun Sect."
"This is what the young leader wants. Senior Brother Tianyun should also take care of it," Fang Jiu asked with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude.
"I thought I didn't know about the transactions behind your back?"
Fang Yun snorted coldly: "I'm just too lazy to care."
Fang Jiu smiled and said nothing. He knew that his current status was only due to Mr. Tian Xun.
He doesn't want to offend others too much.
"You all should be careful and take care of yourself," Fang Yun said before turning around and leaving with a group of disciples.
It wasn't until Fang Yun left that the eagle-eyed man next to him spat hard.
He couldn't stand it and said: "What qualifications does this guy have to teach us? What he does behind the scenes is no worse than us.
Even if I can't stand the young leader, he can only act arrogantly in front of us."
"Don't waste time," Xu Zimo glanced at a few people and said calmly.
Under Fang Jiu's guidance, everyone arrived in front of Wangtian Pavilion.
Wangtian Pavilion is located to the west of Tianlunjiao. It is an independent pavilion with a fairly large area.
It is relatively quiet here, and there are far fewer disciples coming and going.
When Fang Jiu led a few people into Wangtian Pavilion, it was very quiet inside.
"Sir," Fang Jiu lightly shouted several times.
I saw an old man walking down from the attic.
"Guan Fu, where is the young master?" Fang Jiu asked quickly.
"Young Master is busy, please come back in the afternoon," Butler Fu said.
"I have something urgent and I need to see the young master. I'm very anxious," Fang Jiu glanced at Xu Zimo and continued.
"No matter how anxious you are, you still have to understand it. Don't you understand the rules?" Butler Fu frowned and replied.
"Young Master should be practicing in the basement," Fang Jiu turned around and whispered to Xu Zimo.
"There can be no mistakes in his training. No one will be seen at this time."
"Do you know where the basement is?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I know," Fang Jiu nodded.
Xu Zimo nodded slightly and glanced at Monk Dazhi.
I saw Monk Dazhi yelling "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord", holding up his big hand, and heading straight towards Butler Fu to suppress him.
"What are you doing?" Butler Fu shouted softly, full of momentum, fighting with Monk Dazhi.
This Butler Fu is quite capable. He is surrounded by blue aura and has the shadow of a tiger appearing around him.
That is his true destiny.
"Quick fight, quick decision," Xu Zimo said from the side.
Monk Dazhi shouted softly, the long sword hanging on his waist was unsheathed, and his robes fluttered in the wind.
The sound of sword chants was heard, and a shocking sword intent was condensed and turned into a stream of light flashing in front of the eyes.
Butler Nafu's tiger life was torn apart, and the sword penetrated his chest.
