[Polang: A disciple of the Daqian Shen Sect, one of the owners of the Whispering Slate. His main task is to collect intelligence and transmit information. When he found out about your arrival, he knew that the slate had changed hands. In order to know the truth, he used magic weapons to isolate the breath of the slate and set up a dragnet here.
, waiting for you to take the bait.]
Looking at the feedback from magical powers, Jiang Hao has already understood
It's not that the person who brought him here didn't show up, it's that he was always there.
I ignore others because of the slate.
It seems that I don't have enough experience.
"Won't you, fellow Taoist, sit down?" Po Lang opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Hao and asked.
"No." Jiang Hao took out the half-moon sword and stood up, saying:
"I'm just here to do business. I don't need to stay here like my seniors."
Polang smiled, looked at Jiang Hao and said:
"It's a long night, why not sit down and chat?"
Jiang Hao didn't want to waste time. Normally it would be okay for him to sit down and chat, but Hong Yuye was by his side.
The longer it takes, the worse it will be for him.
"I'll keep the story short." Jiang Hao looked at Po Lang coldly and said:
"Do you have the Secret Slate with you? Do you know who is behind the Slate?"
After the words fell, the entire mountain temple fell silent.
Only crackling sounds could be heard from the fire from time to time.
"What are fellow Taoists talking about?" Polang asked.
Jiang Hao looked at him calmly, as if he was watching the other party's performance.
Po Lang fell into silence.
After a long time, he looked at Jiang Hao and said in confusion:
"How did you tell?"
Jiang Hao naturally would not tell the other party that he had identified it with magical powers. He said in a gentle voice:
"Stop pretending and get to the point."
“Although we are using the Whispering Slate, it does not belong to the person who uses it.
You are really not afraid of offending others." Po Lang laughed.
"Do you know the whereabouts of the other slates? Or know who we will offend?" Jiang Hao asked again.
Offending others is not something he considers.
Let’s talk about it if the other party has Hong Yu and Ye Qiang.
"I know a little bit, but why should I tell you?" Polang stood up slowly and sneered:
"One of you is in the middle stage of foundation building, and the other is in the late stage of foundation building.
What qualifications do you have for me to tell you what you want to know?"
Jiang Hao lowered his eyebrows and understood what the other party meant.
Clang!
Half moon unsheathed.
The magic sound moves thousands of miles.
In an instant, he came to Polang and waved his long knife.
This sudden change surprised Polang, and what frightened him was that Jiang Hao actually felt cold when he slashed with his sword.
The protective magic weapon is activated subconsciously.
However, this magic weapon was instantly shattered and disintegrated under this sword.
Boom!
The knife fell on Polang's neck, and the stone statue of the mountain god behind him was chopped into pieces with a huge sound.
When the other party was frightened, Jiang Hao calmly said:
"Can we talk now?"
"You..." Polang said in disbelief:
"Not foundation building?"
Clang!
The sword light swept across, and Polang was stabbed in the neck.
Blood kept spilling.
"Tell me, where are your slate and other slates? Who is the person behind it?" Jiang Hao said calmly and indifferently.
"I don't know much about the people behind the scenes," Polang said.
"Continue." Jiang Hao said coldly.
"I hid my slate somewhere else. Because it was far away, you didn't notice it." Polang explained.
Lie, Jiang Hao did not expose his lies and continued:
"Where are the other slabs?"
"Other stone slabs are distributed in various places in Youyun Mansion, and I only know of two places where they have traces.
One is from Zuo Lan from Tiantu City next door, and the other is from a small sect..." Po Lang's expression turned cold when he said this.
At this time, the two foundation builders who were warming themselves by the fire suddenly rose up and attacked Jiang Hao.
"Why bother?" Jiang Hao sighed.
He slashed at Polang with one knife.
The first move of the Heavenly Sword is to cut the moon.
puff!
With a single blow, the head was separated.
Instantly kill the wolf.
"you..."
Watching the scene spinning in front of him, Po Lang felt a little unbelievable.
He hadn't told where the slate was yet, so why would the other party kill him directly?
As the main body died, the two foundations also fell instantly.
Jiang Hao was a little surprised that the spiritual clone had no independence at all?
It doesn't feel like it.
Then he lifted Ban Yue and gave each of the two foundation builders a knife.
When killing the second person, the other person really has autonomy and needs to escape.
How could Jiang Hao let the other party succeed?
Directly kill the enemy with a slash of the moon.
'It's right to be cautious.'
Later, for safety, he added two more stabs to Polang's body.
After thinking about it, I gave the two foundation builders two swords.
He stood there and waited for a moment, checking whether some people's spirits had stretched to ensure that there would be no new clones.
A little while.
Jiang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
Hong Yuye in the back watched the whole process without saying a word, as if he didn't exist.
When Jiang Hao started searching for the stored magic weapon, she spoke:
"Are you being too cautious?"
"The world of cultivation is very dangerous, and there is no way to determine the enemy's tactics.
You should be careful." Jiang Hao picked up the wolf-breaking storage magic weapon and said.
He tried to open it and found a mark on it.
After casually erasing it, I found that the other party was somewhat wealthy.
Three thousand six hundred and twenty-three spiritual stones.
Sent.
Adding the five hundred on him, there are four thousand and one.
Seeing this, Jiang Hao couldn't help but sigh, the most profitable thing in the world of cultivation is robbing.
After collecting the spirit stones, he looked through others.
There are some elixirs, but they are of no use to Jiang Hao.
The elixir under the perfect golden elixir can only be sold for money.
Thinking of this, Jiang Hao suddenly found that he had a lot of pills on his body, so he could find an opportunity to sell them.
Maybe I can save 10,000 spiritual stones during this trip, and then go back and hang up the rabbit.
Then he found a box and a sword.
Hong Yuye waved and two foundation-building storage magic weapons came into her hands.
After checking it, I threw it away.
Nothing.
"Have you found it?" she asked Jiang Hao.
"Yeah." Jiang Hao nodded.
Then the spirit sword and the box were taken out.
"This box can isolate me from detection. The stone slab may be inside." Jiang Hao said.
After saying that, he took a look at the spirit sword.
Clang!
When the spirit sword is unsheathed, there is a wave of spiritual energy that spreads.
The sword body has blue light, which is like the fluctuation of water, quiet and turbulent.
But when he came back to his senses, he saw a light blue spiritual sword.
Exquisite craftsmanship and agility.
Jiang Hao used his spiritual energy and found that he could fully withstand the perfect power of his golden elixir.
Nice sword.
I don’t know how many times better than the second half of the month.
How many spiritual stones does this magic weapon cost? Ten thousand? Or twenty thousand? Or higher?
Sent.
Then he became a little worried again.
Spiritual swords are expensive, but not easy to get rid of.
Thinking like this, he put away his sword.
He uses a knife himself, but knives are not as common as swords.
boom!
The box was opened by Hong Yuye.
Sure enough, there was a stone slab lying inside.
At this time, there was no movement from Hong Yuye, and the slate automatically flew to her hand and disappeared immediately.
When Jiang Hao and the others were about to leave, footsteps suddenly came from outside.
"The thief comes out. If you steal my spiritual sword, you won't be able to escape today, even in heaven or on earth."
An angry voice came from outside.
Jiang Hao: "......"
Speaking of the spirit sword, he naturally thought of the magic weapon he had just put away.
The real owner came to visit?
Jiang Hao and the two walked out.
I saw three people coming to the door of the temple.
There are one man and two women.
The man was dressed in white and had an extraordinary temperament, with a stern expression on his brows.
One of the women is in blue and the other is in white. They are both beautiful.
What Jiang Hao cares about is their cultivation.
The man’s golden elixir is perfect, and the woman in white’s golden elixir is in the late stage.
Only the woman in blue is weaker than the early golden elixir.
The realm of these three people is somewhat ridiculously high.
How come there are so many golden elixirs in a remote place?