Voices of questioning like thunder echoed everywhere in the hall, one after another, and the surrounding fog gradually covered the surrounding areas.
Ren Qianqian played with the artifact in his hand and finally knew what the ninth level was.
It turns out to be an illusion.
As long as there is no doubt in your heart about yourself, you will not be affected by anything. Ren Qianqian closed her eyes and raised her lips in front of the bronze mirror: "There is no evil in the heart, so what is evil."
The voice was still being recalled, and Ren Qianqian sat there without any distractions. After waiting for a while, the sounds around her gradually disappeared. Ren Qianqian opened her eyes and saw that the mist gradually dissipated.
After the clouds and fog cleared, a sword appeared where the bronze mirror had been. Ren Qianqian stepped forward and picked up the sword. The sword was about 30 centimeters long, and the scabbard was painted with patterns that resembled some animals.
It was formed by biting together, and looked slightly ferocious. Ren Qianqian pulled out the sword, and suddenly felt frost hitting his face. The sword had double edges, and the sword body had double-sided blood grooves.
The sword body exudes a blue light. Ren Qianqian is very familiar with this kind of luster. This is spiritual light.
"Good sword."
This sword has spiritual energy running through it. It must be an artifact for slaying demons. Stroking the blade of the sword, Ren Qianqian touched two words. Through the sunlight, Ren Qianqian saw the words engraved on the sword: Soul Eater.
The Soul-Eating Sword is really to her taste. She didn't expect that she could get an artifact once she entered the tower, which is a great thing. She didn't intend to stay here for a long time, so she let Qian Qian fly with the sword and pass directly through the Tongtian Gate of the nine-story tower, even if she flew out
.
The golden light suddenly appeared in the tower, Ren Qianqian flew down in the sky with her sword, the mountains were rolling, the sunset was infinitely beautiful, everything was beautiful.
Ren Qianqian flew down and saw Murong Wushuang and Jin Chan waiting for her. She raised her sword and said, "I got a treasure."
Jin Chan's eyes were bright, and he could understand Ah Jian's hands trembling with excitement: "Sect Master Ren is indeed a great person sent from heaven. He can actually get the Soul-Eating Sword."
Ren Qianqian raised an eyebrow and smiled nonchalantly: "It seems like he is really a treasure, he is so famous."
Murong Wushuang pondered: "This sword recognizes its owner. Once it recognizes its owner, no one else can pull out the sword. If you raise your hand, this sword will follow its owner until the owner dies. After the owner dies and is buried, he will definitely return to this tower the next day.
. He will not appear until the master he recognizes appears again."
After hearing this, Ren Qianqian hung the sword on her waist, patted it and said, "You are very spiritual. If you follow me, I will never let you suffer in the future."
After Murong Wushuang came out of her, he saw how pleasing she was, and at this time he enthusiastically handed over the towel.
Ren Qianqian took it generously and wiped her sweat without looking at him, and said to Jin Chan: "Master, how long have I been in there?"
"It's dusk the next day."
Ren Qianqian calculated the time, and Qingcheng would definitely arrive early tomorrow morning. Looking at Murong Wushuang, Ren Qianqian asked: "When will the Crown Prince's people arrive?"
Murong Wushuang's handsome face showed a hint of dissatisfaction with her. This woman didn't take him seriously. But since he didn't like to smile very much, Ren Qianqian didn't notice his unhappiness at all. She was just calm.
Look at him.
Murong Wushuang had no choice but to answer: "We will all arrive tomorrow morning."
"How many people are there at the foot of the mountain now?"
"There are almost ten directions of strength, and most of them are people from the demon subduing sect, but many of them are from the imperial court. There is also a team on the way, which should arrive tomorrow."
Ren Qianqian nodded and said with a smile: "The people in the team on the road are the Demon Subduing Sect of Qingcheng Mountain. Those are my people. It's okay."
Murong Wushuang's black eyes darkened: "If you are the sect leader, even if you are one of your own, you can't help but come here if you don't guard the door at this time. It's not a big deal to rescue the sect leader, but it's a big deal to seize the demon genealogy."
Ren Qianqian smiled brightly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Let's talk about tomorrow tomorrow. I'm hungry and went to eat. Your Highness, please excuse me."
She really hates His Highness's condescending attitude. Please, please let her go.
She was not suitable for dealing with high-ranking officials, but His Highness the Crown Prince seemed not to let her go. Seeing that she was about to leave, he stretched out his hand to grab her, but Ren Qianqian dodged and stood sideways. Ren Qianqian's eyes were a little defensive:
"His Royal Highness, just say what you have to say, don't hold back."
Murong Wushuang's face looked a little ugly for a moment. He retracted his hand and coughed before speaking: "I'm sorry, I'm a little rude. I just want to say that I have prepared some delicacies and would like to invite Master Ren to have dinner with me."
Ren Qianqian listened and looked at His Highness the Crown Prince who was in Yue Luo Kingdom this time. His Highness the Crown Prince was so polite and polite that it didn't look like he was inviting her to a Hongmen Banquet at all.
If it is not the Hongmen Banquet, then what other plans does he have? His eyes moved, and Ren Qianqian raised her feet and walked forward: "Since it is an invitation from His Highness, how can I refuse."
When Murong Wushuang saw that she agreed, he felt happy and walked a few steps to stand side by side with her.
The two of them had a dinner for two, and Ren Qianqian understood a little bit. To put it bluntly, the Crown Prince suddenly realized that she was not a grass but a flower, and thought of taking it with him and the profit.
Ren Qianqian rolled her eyes at the various displays of courtesy at the dinner table. This kind of person is too self-righteous. If she goes back to Yueluo Kingdom with him, he might give her seventeen concubines or something.
Ren Qianqian is a little fed up with his grand ambitions. What's wrong with the prince? A fool will not become less stupid just because he is the prince. This Yueluo prince is just for his own use and is very unpleasant. Ren Qianqian doesn't care.
One, I drank ten glasses of wine in a row, shouted loudly and pretended to be drunk, then stumbled back to my room and fell on the bed unable to get up.
Murong Wushuang originally had many things to say, but at this time he couldn't say them to the person who had slept to death. He had to give up.
As soon as he left, Ren Qianqian sat up and waited for the surroundings to quiet down little by little in the dark night. Then Ren Qianqian lit a cup of incense, quietly opened the door and walked out.
Walking to Jinchan's room and standing in front of the door, Ren Qianqian knocked on the door three times.
The door was opened from the inside, and Jin Chan lowered his voice and said: "Master Ren, I've been waiting for a long time."
Ren Qian smiled slightly, gave a blessing, stood up and walked in.
Entering the room, Ren Qianqian put down the incense and said, "Master, please take a seat."
Jin Chanmu showed anxious eyes and asked: "Where is the demon map? Take it out and show it to me, quickly!"
Ren Qianqian's black eyes shone with a dark light under the moonlit night: "Master, don't worry, I still have a few questions to ask before looking at the demon charts. Master, please sit down."