In the end, Tang Jingyue failed to get the answer she wanted to know. She returned to the RV in despair and sat in the driver's seat in a daze.
Suning couldn't bear it, but there was nothing she could do.
In the current situation, he couldn't do anything to Liu Sansheng.
On the contrary, the opponent with the Kunlun Demon-Slaying Talisman still has the initiative.
If he wants to turn defeat into victory, he must wait until after the Red Luan Tribulation in Lingxi and use the true form of the true phoenix to completely melt the demonic energy in his body.
In this way, raise your cultivation level to the eighteenth level of martial arts, and then come to the Kunlun Patriarch to settle accounts.
Only then can we truly be called invincible.
Including the hiding guardians, no one can resist even half a move from him.
"Let's make another deal."
After dismissing Tang Jingyue, the sad Liu Sansheng quickly regained his composure and took the initiative to say: "No, it should be an exchange."
"You return Xiao Meng's Qimen Seal to him, and I will give you the only way to get rid of the inner demons of the Dang Yao Sword Technique."
Suning raised his head suddenly, feeling incredibly shocked.
Liu Sansheng said evilly: "Don't believe it?"
"I am the last master of Kunlun. I know all the mysteries of this extraordinary swordsmanship."
"If you think about it carefully, why can't you find any information on how to deal with inner demons in the Kunlun Sutra Pavilion and the Back Mountain Forbidden Area?"
"Don't you think it's strange?"
He held up the enamel teapot and said straight to the point: "Kunlun is one of the Six Meridians of China, and it has been established for thousands of years."
"The Demon Sword Technique is a supreme secret technique used in conjunction with the Taixuan Sword. When the two are combined into one, the power is unimaginable."
"If Taixuan Sword is the sharpest divine weapon in the world, then Demon Sword Principle is the emperor of sword moves."
"The Thirty-Six Swords of Kunlun evolved from the sword manual is the best proof."
"Especially on Kunlun Mountain, with the luck of the nine peaks, it is enough to compete with the masters of the semi-immortal realm."
"With such a terrifying peerless swordsmanship, it makes no sense that only the sword manual is left, right?"
Suning was doubtful and said: "Did you do it?"
Liu Sansheng answered frankly: "I did it."
"In my eighth year as the headmaster of Kunlun, I was completely burned by a fire."
Suning sneered and said: "Empty talk, pure nonsense."
Liu Sansheng asked curiously: "Why don't you believe it?"
Suning narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "As far as I know, before you became the master of Kunlun, the Kunlun ancestors in the past generations still only dared to practice the first twenty-five moves of swordsmanship."
"They are also afraid of losing their minds."
"If there really was a way to get rid of inner demons, who would stagnate for no reason?"
Liu Sansheng was surprised and said: "I destroyed all the information and books in this field. How did you learn about it?"
Suning did not explain, but said with contempt: "So, you admit that you lied?"
Liu Sansheng smiled brightly and raised his head to drink tea.
Suning said impatiently: "Stop pretending to be a ghost in front of me. If you have time to spare, why not replace him as soon as possible."
"We have a long way to go, and there will be plenty of opportunities to compete in the future."
"There is no need to press forward step by step and make calculations day and night."
"Don't forget, in all the situations you set for me, I am the one who laughs in the end."
Liu Sansheng admitted generously: "Yes, you were unscathed, but I lost everything."
"Let's not mention Pei Chuan and Tang Jingyue for now, let's just talk about Baoshan City."
"The idea of impersonating Xiao Moqi was mine."
"The trap I set up has greatly damaged Xiaomeng's vitality. I have to find a way to compensate her."
Suning took a few steps, carried the wooden bench that Liu Sansheng had brought for Tang Jingyue, sat down casually and said, "You can't just talk about the inner demons."
Liu Sansheng put down the teapot, used the index and middle fingers of his right hand as swords, and pointed out boldly.
"Click."
There was a crisp crackling sound in the dark, sudden and a bit harsh.
The void seemed to be divided into two.
In the normal world, Liu Sansheng is as motionless as a mountain.
In the endless abyss, Suning secretly clicked his tongue.
The sharp sword energy began to gather and poured into the air continuously.
It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was a flash of lightning.
