After Qian Wuji and Yuan Tiancheng left, they flew all the way to about ten thousand miles away and stopped by a small river with an elegant environment.
The powerful spiritual consciousness spread out, making sure that there were no other monks within a thousand miles.
Then with a thought, he took out the golden bell Buddha fruit from the storage ring, held it in his palm and played with it slowly.
It was also the first time that Yuan Tiancheng saw this thing. He immediately came over and watched carefully.
The Golden Bell Buddha Fruit is like a small golden Buddha, exuding powerful spiritual energy. The most important thing is that it has Buddhist charm, which is something that other spiritual fruits do not have.
His eyes were full of envy, but he also knew that there was only one of these things and it was destined to belong to the sect owner and had nothing to do with him.
Gan Wuji was also filled with excitement: "With this treasure, when I reach the tribulation stage, I won't have to worry about going crazy."
"Then I wish the sect master to enter the period of transcending the tribulation as soon as possible."
Yuan Tiancheng's face was full of flattery, and then he said, "I didn't expect that boy named Ye to be so hard-boned that he didn't ask anything."
"Now one thing is certain. The four elders must have died, and they died in the hands of that kid. It's just that he had some special methods that he refused to reveal."
Qian Wuji sighed as he said this, "It's not easy for a kid to have such a method at such a young age."
"So what can I do? I didn't die in the hands of the sect master in the end."
Yuan Tiancheng said, "It's a pity that after we have been busy for so long, the harvest is still too little. There is only one golden bell Buddha fruit. It would be great if the five-color black stone is also in his hands."
"Colorful Black Stone? We are destined to get it."
A look of greed flashed in Qian Wuji's eyes, "That treasure should be in the hands of Ye Bufan's woman. Let's find a way to get it now."
Yuan Tiancheng said: "Sect Master, those people are protected by Ximen Jiayin. It seems that it is not easy for us to get hold of them."
"Let's go over and take a look first. It's always possible to find opportunities for sneak attacks. We can't just watch this kind of treasure take advantage of others."
After Gan Wuji put away the Golden Bell Buddha Fruit, he was about to take Yuan Tiancheng and leave together to chase Ximen Jiayin and others.
But I never expected that despite my thoughts, my body failed to fly up. Instead, I stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
Yuan Tiancheng quickly stretched out his hand to support him: "Sect Master, what's wrong with you?"
Qian Wuji pushed him away and began to check the true energy in his body, and then his face became frighteningly ugly.
"Damn it, I'm poisoned!"
At this moment, there was a huge wave in his heart. What kind of poison was this? How could he lose his peak Mahayana cultivation.
Yuan Tiancheng also looked in disbelief: "Sir, Master, are you kidding me? How is this possible?
There's no one around here, how could someone poison you? And with your level of cultivation, ordinary poisons are completely ineffective!"
Qian Wuji also felt doubtful. He thought about the people he had recently contacted from beginning to end. People from the Demon Sect were not good at poisoning, and they had never had any contact with them. It should not be them.
Suddenly his heart moved and he thought of Ye Bufan.
"Damn it, that boy named Ye must have done something to the Golden Bell Buddha Fruit!"
"Golden Bell Buddha Fruit, you said it's poisonous?"
After Yuan Tiancheng finished speaking, he scanned his body with his spiritual consciousness. There was nothing strange. He circulated his Qi again and found no problems.
Confirming that he was not poisoned, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Gan Wuji was so focused on monopolizing the Golden Bell Buddha Fruit that he didn't even show it to himself, otherwise he would be doomed now.
"Yes, I was fine before, including before I came here. I didn't have any problems.
Just after I took a look at the Golden Bell Buddha Fruit, my true energy completely disappeared. It must be that this thing is poisonous.
Damn it, this kid still has this kind of trick before he dies, if I had known this, I would have cut him into pieces!"
Qian Wuji gritted his teeth with hatred, never expecting that a dead man could let himself get caught.
Yuan Tiancheng rolled his eyes, and then his face was full of concern: "Sect Master, your cultivation is all gone? How is this possible!
You are the pinnacle of Mahayana, please feel it again!"
Qian Wuji closed his eyes and used his mental power to sense his true energy again. After a moment, he opened his eyes with a slumped look on his face.
"This poison is so powerful that it makes me unable to use any of my true energy!"
Yuan Tiancheng said: "Sir, Master, don't you have any other options? Try to see if you can expel the toxins."
"It's definitely not possible for the time being. This poison is too overbearing. Take me back to the sect quickly. It's not safe here."
As a strong man at the pinnacle of the Mahayana, his cultivation was completely lost all of a sudden, which made Qian Wuji feel even more uneasy.
If you encounter Ximen Jiayin or someone from the Demon Sect at this time, you will be completely doomed. The safest thing now is to return to Wuliang Hall as soon as possible and slowly find a way to detoxify.
Yuan Tiancheng said: "Master, are you sure you want me to take you back?"
Gan Wuji lost all his cultivation and was already very angry. He immediately cursed: "Do you have any brains? Do you still want me to go back by myself when I'm like this?"
"Sir, don't worry, I will take you away right now."
After Yuan Tiancheng finished speaking, he used his true energy to roll up Qian Wuji, and the two of them jumped into the air.
But just after flying to an altitude of twenty or thirty meters, he suddenly let go, and Qian Wuji, who had lost all his cultivation, immediately fell from the air.
"You...you...what are you going to do?"
Gan Wuji used his hands and feet for a while, but unfortunately his cultivation was completely lost and he could no longer control the air and fly, so he could only let his body fall quickly.
He wanted to call Yuan Tiancheng to save him, but before he could finish his words, he fell heavily to the ground.
Falling from a height of tens of meters, the fall was really serious. Not only did he suffer broken tendons and fractures, but he also vomited blood profusely and saw that he only had half his life left.
Seeing this scene, Yuan Tiancheng fell from the air and burst into laughter.
"Sir Sect Master, I really didn't expect that your cultivation would be gone. I originally thought you were lying to me."
"You...you...you did it on purpose?"
Gan Wuji's eyes were spitting fire, and he wanted to slap the opponent to death, but it was a pity that he didn't have that ability at the moment.
"No, I didn't do it on purpose, I did it on purpose."
After Yuan Tiancheng finished speaking, he burst out laughing again, laughing extremely happily.
Qian Wuji said angrily: "Yuan, what are you going to do? Have you thought about the consequences of doing this?"
"I've thought about it!"
Yuan Tiancheng smiled and said, "Now that the four elders have become dead ghosts, if you, the sect leader, dies again, I, the fifth elder, will be the person with the highest status in the sect.
I’ll go back and tell those old guys, just tell me that you died in the hands of the Demon Sect, what do you think will be the outcome?”
At this point, he laughed arrogantly again, "As a result, I am the next sect leader of Wuliang Palace, and the entire sect will be mine from now on.
I, Mr. Yuan, no longer have to listen to you Yao Wu and Liu, and I no longer have to look at other people’s faces!"
It turned out that this guy had already had some evil thoughts when he saw that Qian Wuji had lost all his cultivation. It was just that he was not sure whether the other party was real or fake before, so he used so many methods.
Qian Wuji gritted his teeth with hatred: "With your Dongxu peak, can you support the Nine Star Sect?"
"You don't have to worry about this. With the resources of the entire sect, I believe it won't be long before I can enter the Mahayana stage."
When Yuan Tiancheng said this, a hint of sinisterness flashed in his eyes, and a long sword appeared in his palm, and then the sword light filled the sky and drowned Qian Wuji.
A cloud of blood mist flew up, and even the soul was crushed to pieces.
