"This guy said he has a complete body and can kill saints. Is he exaggerating?"
"If it's not an exaggeration, then what kind of cultivation did this guy have at his peak?"
Ye Qiu looked at the broken arm, was silent for a moment, and said, "I also have a condition. Before I become a saint, you must protect my path."
"No problem." Broken Arm agreed.
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "Okay, deal!"
Broken Arm continued: "Although I promise to protect you, it does not mean that you can command me. I will only help you when you encounter a life or death crisis."
Yes, he is so proud with only one broken arm. It seems that he was definitely a fierce man in the past.
"Can."
Ye Qiu agreed and continued: "I have a few questions to ask you..."
"Wait a minute." Broken Arm said, "Before questioning, can you put the Qiankun Ding away?"
Obviously, this guy is afraid of the Qiankun Cauldron.
Ye Qiu was very cautious. Although this guy promised to protect him, Ye Qiu didn't completely believe it.
Ye Qiu was worried that if he put away the Qiankun Cauldron and this guy suddenly attacked, he would not be able to defeat this broken arm with his own cultivation.
Ye Qiu said with a smile: "Since you promised to protect me, in my mind, you are my best friend."
"As the saying goes, good friends never lie to good friends."
"So, next I hope you can answer my questions honestly, otherwise I won't be able to control the power of the Qiankun Cauldron."
snort!
Broken Arm snorted coldly. He could tell that Ye Qiu was threatening him.
"First question, who are you?"
Ye Qiu thought to himself that if a severed arm was so fierce, it meant that the owner of this severed arm was definitely a strong man with a great background, so he wanted to find out the identity of the owner of this severed arm.
"You are not worthy of my status..." Before Broken Arm could finish his words, suddenly, a Qiankun Cauldron hanging above the coffin vibrated slightly.
Broken Arm quickly changed his tone and said, "I will tell you my identity after you find a physical body for me."
Never mind, I will figure it out one day.
Ye Qiu continued: "Second question, where are you from?"
"Cultivation World, Northern Territory!"
Ye Qiu raised his eyebrows: "Are you a demon?"
Fairy Baihua once said that the realm of cultivation is vast, and the northern region is the territory of the demon clan.
Broken Arm fell silent, apparently admitting that he was a demon.
Ye Qiu frowned, the situation seemed a little bad.
The demons protect themselves. If the humans in the world of cultivation know this, wouldn’t they become like a rat crossing the street and everyone would beat them up?
Broken Arm said: "I said before that I will only help you when you encounter a life or death crisis."
"The reason why I say this is, firstly, that some young people are not worthy of me taking action; secondly, it is to reduce trouble for you."
"The humans in the world of cultivation regard the demons as their enemies of life and death. If you go to the world of cultivation in the future, and if people know that I am protecting you, you will definitely be regarded as evil heretics by the humans. At that time, the entire human race in the world of cultivation will
They will all hunt you down."
"Therefore, I will not take action unless absolutely necessary."
"Of course, the safest way is for me to never take action."
Can I have some face? You are my protector!
Ye Qiu secretly cursed and asked again: "What was your peak cultivation level?"
Broken Arm said: "You don't need to know this."
"Brother, you are too insincere!" Ye Qiu said: "You are my protector, so I naturally have to find out your cultivation level, so that I can feel more confident when I encounter enemies in the future."
Broken Arm was silent for a while and said: "I am now physically disabled and can only exert one percent of my peak strength. However, I can tell you that no one can pose a threat to me unless the saint comes out."
So awesome?
Ye Qiu couldn't help but feel a little suspicious and said, "You're not lying to me, are you?"
"Believe it or not." Broken Arm was still very proud.
Ye Qiu asked again: "If what you said is true, then you must have been the top master in the cultivation world at your peak. Why is there only one broken arm left?"
Suddenly, the blood in the coffin rolled violently, and a strong violent aura rushed towards his face. Ye Qiu was almost thrown out.
"That's because I fell into the villain's trap."
Broken Arm said bitterly: "The group of humans from the Eastern Wasteland and the Buddhist cultivators from the Western Desert teamed up to trap me with a formation. Knowing that I am immortal, they cut me into pieces and sealed me."
"If one day I find a full body, I will definitely kill all humans and Buddhist cultivators."
Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes: "I am a human race, do you want to kill me too?"
The three Qiankun Cauldrons suspended above the coffin trembled slightly, and they would immediately fall down as soon as Ye Qiu thought about it.
Broken Arm said: "I protect you, how can I kill you?"
"I was so excited just now, please don't take it personally."
"As the saying goes, every wrongdoer has his own debtor. When you help me find a full body, I will slaughter my enemies back then."
"Although I was harmed by villains, I was by no means an indiscriminate killing of innocent people."
hehe……
Ye Qiu sneered in his heart. He didn't believe the words of a broken arm at all. This guy was so murderous that he was definitely a murderous person.
"This guy is very dangerous, I have to guard against him."
Ye Qiu thought of this and asked: "Where are your other physical bodies?"
"When the time comes, I will tell you." Broken Arm said, "Can you put the Qiankun Ding away first?"
"Don't worry, I still have questions." Ye Qiu said, "You said earlier that Xuanyuan Sword has no weapon spirit. What do you mean?"
"You don't even know about the spirit of weapons?" Broken Arm seemed surprised and said, "Whether it is a magical weapon or a treasure of heaven and earth, spiritual consciousness will appear when it reaches a certain level."
"Xuanyuan Sword once had a weapon spirit. As for where the weapon spirit has gone, I don't know."
"The Xuanyuan Sword is just a piece of scrap metal now. Only when you find the sword spirit will you realize the true power of the Xuanyuan Sword."
Ye Qiu asked again: "What is the origin of the Qiankun Ding?"
"The Qiankun Ding is in your hands, but you don't know its origin? I don't want to talk about this. Anyway, you will know it later." Broken Arm said: "I can only tell you that in the world of cultivation, try not to use the Qiankun.
Ding and Xuanyuan Sword."
"Let me tell you this, even a saint will be jealous when he sees these two artifacts."
"Every man is not guilty of carrying a jade. Do you understand this truth?"
"I understand." Ye Qiu asked, "How should I call you in the future?"
Broken Arm said: "You can call me Lao Jiu from now on! I have talked enough today, I want to rest."
Bang!
The coffin lid is closed and everything returns to calm.
"Lao Jiu, I will send you to a safe place first. I will wrong you for the time being."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he directly put the vermilion coffin into the Qiankun bag.
Then, a Qiankun Cauldron turned over and crashed down, completely covering the vermilion coffin.
