After leaving the Valley of the Wicked, Yang Xuan returned to Nanjiang without stopping. He just sent a message to Qingmudan, saying that he still had some urgent things to do and would go to him for a drink after the things were done.
Then he immediately called Long Xiaoman, Zhou Ahu and other senior officials of Longtang, explained some things to them, and then devoted himself wholeheartedly to how to bring the little mute out of the formation.
Through various means, Yang Xuan finally contacted the Qimen Dunjia Grandmaster who had given him guidance before.
"This formation has no solution. Not just me, no one in the world can crack this formation."
When the call was connected, Yang Xuangang briefly explained the situation, and then the grandmaster poured a basin of cold water on Yang Xuan's head on the other end of the phone.
Yang Xuan clenched his fists when he heard this, but still held on to the last glimmer of hope and asked, "Is there really not even the slightest possibility?"
The other end of the phone said, "There is no solution to that formation, there is no possibility at all, but please tell me first, is your ultimate goal to break that formation, or to take that red armor out?"
Yang Xuan said quickly, "Of course I took the red armor out. I cracked the formation just to take away the red armor. I won't hide it from you either. The real body of the red armor is a very good friend of mine."
, the kind that can go all out."
"Teacher, you must help me think of a way this time. I beg you. I have done some bad things in the past. Now I sincerely regret and apologize to you. Teacher, please."
Yang Xuan rarely asked for help in his life, but this time he really had no choice.
Moreover, there was indeed some quarrel between him and the grandmaster. At that time, Yang Xuan was young and vigorous, and his career was at a peak, so his personality was somewhat domineering.
He has never done anything extremely sinful, but he has been rude and confrontational with this grandmaster many times, and even said some bad words.
The grandmaster quickly sighed on the other end of the phone, "It's rare that you still ask for help. It seems that that red armor is indeed very important to you."
"Well, I have a way for you to take that red armor away from the formation."
Yang Xuan said quickly, "Teacher, please give me some advice. I, Yang Xuan, owe you a huge favor in this life!"
The other end of the phone said, "It's impossible to crack that formation, but we can find another way and attack it from another angle."
"That formation only targets that red armor, and is only effective against that red armor. So if that red armor is no longer red armor, that formation will naturally be ineffective against it."
Yang Xuan was stunned and said doubtfully, "Teacher, what do you mean..."
"The only way now is to restore that red armor to its former true form!"
The Grandmaster said on the other end of the phone.
Yang Xuan opened his mouth in shock, and a flash of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, "Teacher, do you mean to say that even if you have been turned into a puppet, you can still regain your true form?"
The Grand Master said, "Strictly speaking, once you become a puppet, you are no longer a living person. There is no way to bring the dead back to life in this world."
"But puppets are not completely dead. They are a species between life and death."
"So it's not that there is absolutely no way. There is a magical medicine in this world called Seven-leaf Binglan."
"As long as you can find this elixir and let the puppet take it, the puppet will return to its former true self."
"But don't be too happy too early. This seventh-grade spiritual bead only exists in legends. I'm not sure whether there is such a thing, let alone where it is. So I can only rely on you for the next step.
I can only help you so much."
Yang Xuan said quickly, "Thank you very much, teacher. When this matter is finished, I will definitely pay you a visit and thank you very much!"
The Grand Master said, "There is no need to come to visit. I am now living a life of idle clouds and wild cranes. If you do more good deeds, don't think of it as a thank you to me like before."
"I know, thank you teacher!"
After hanging up the phone, Yang Xuan frowned and fell into deep thought.
Seventh grade spiritual bead?
Why does this name sound so familiar?
After thinking about it, Yang Xuan suddenly slapped his thigh, quickly turned on the computer, entered a URL and entered the internal website of the dark world.
This website is exclusive to Dark World and is not open to the public. The content inside is no different from external web pages. It will contain news, forums, and various transaction information about Dark World.
Yang Xuan clicked into the Dark World forum and after searching a few keywords, a post popped up.
The post was published twenty years ago.
Yang Xuan saw this post by accident five years ago.
The content of the post happened to be a reward order for finding a seventh-grade spiritual bead, and the poster was signed by a person named "Little White Dragon".
It said that if anyone is willing to help him go to the Buddhist Kingdom of Tibet and retrieve the seventh-grade spiritual bead, he will give him an unexpected reward.
This post has been silent for twenty years, and it has not received much attention until now, because in the eyes of everyone, the author of this post only came to make fun of it.
First, the Tibetan Buddhist Kingdom does not belong to the dark world, but also belongs to the territory of the Longxia Kingdom, and the Longxia Kingdom has the title of a mercenary forbidden area. It has always had a zero-tolerance and tough attitude towards foreign armed personnel. No one
Will use his own head to joke.
Second, all reward orders on the website will be clearly marked with a specific amount or reward item.
But this person is good. He simply used the word "unexpected" to describe it in one stroke. Who is willing to risk his life for an empty talk?
So this post didn't cause any waves at all, and everyone just thought the author was an idiot who was too busy with his time.
When Yang Xuan accidentally clicked on this post before, he laughed it off and ignored it.
It wasn't until he heard the grandmaster mention the seventh-grade spirit bead just now that Yang Xuan suddenly recalled this post.
Is this post not a joke?
Yang Xuan fell into deep thought while looking at the words on the screen.
Now, no matter what the motivation of the author of this post is, it can be said that there must be some connection between the Tibetan Buddhist Kingdom and the Seventh Grade Spiritual Bead.
Otherwise, the words "Seventh Grade Spiritual Pearl" would not appear in this twenty-year-old post. This certainly cannot be explained by coincidence.
Regarding the little mute, Yang Xuan will definitely not give up.
If it can be confirmed that the seventh-grade spiritual bead is really in the Tibetan Buddhist Kingdom, then Yang Xuan will go there at all costs, even if it means risking his life.
However, this Tibetan Buddhist country is already covered with a strong sense of mystery, and the Red Clothes Sect located on that mysterious land is even more mysterious within the mystery.
And the seventh-grade spiritual bead was only among the rumors. For Yang Xuan, there was no clue at all. Even if he rashly broke into the Tibetan Buddhist Kingdom, it would be of no avail.