The monk in blue-gray attire and with long, withered hair spoke.
"We won't be late."
The tall female cultivator standing next to him frowned.
After deciding to join forces, the two quickly took the second spot and rushed over after getting the address.
Fortunately, with Huang Tuo as a proofreader, they didn't need to search any more and waste time.
However, this raises another question: What if Huang Tuo has already taken away the treasure?
"The business of Guxianlou is really not authentic."
Venerable Qingluan said in a deep voice: "We lost the opportunity."
It's not that Guxian Tower is unauthentic, it's just that they were testing it out at the beginning and didn't push their net worth higher.
As a latecomer, you should bear such risks.
The monk with withered hair is none other than Venerable Li Ku.
He didn't have high expectations for this trip.
If the news from the Ancient Immortal Tower is true, then with Huang Tuo's cultivation and power, he should have found the location of the artifact treasures, but he hasn't heard of any war breaking out in the City of All Things.
Although I have no expectations, I still have some expectations in my heart.
Since Guxianlou dared to sell the information to them, it means that the artifact treasure is not that easy to obtain. Maybe Huang Tuo spent two years and failed to find it, but they were the latecomers.
"Do you know the exact news?"
"Say it's Qi Pavilion."
"But there are so many ware pavilions in Wanwu City, which one is it?"
"try to find!"
"I believe Huang Tuo has helped us rule out a lot of things."
As the genius of the Blazing Divine Phoenix Sect, the power behind Venerable Qingluan is not small at all. As a Venerable, most of his subordinates are capable people and strangers, unlike Venerable Li Ku, who is a loner everywhere he goes.
One, except for holding a sword, did not see any monks following him.
This is rather unusual.
Because at this level, even if you don't recruit yourself, there will still be a lot of forces gathering to join you.
There will be people who follow you voluntarily, and then slowly gather and grow, becoming their "hands", "feet" and "eyes".
No matter how powerful a monk is, he cannot do everything well.
These people serve as assistants to the monks, including specialized alchemists, weapon refiners, diet planners, spell combinations, and other different professions.
Of course, there are also intelligence forces and combat helpers.
Now Venerable Qingluan is mobilizing his own forces.
There is no dusk in the sky.
A monk wearing a light red robe appeared next to Venerable Qingluan, lowered his voice and said: "Reporting to my lord, Venerable Huangtuo has investigated more than 900 ware pavilions that sell magic weapons. It is said that the other party has arrived at the black weapon.
He has never been seen again since then."
"Black Weapon Pavilion?"
…
"Is this right here?"
"yes."
"Is your master in the shop?"
The two of them stepped into the main hall of Qi Pavilion and looked at the sleepy boy lying on the counter.
The boy suddenly woke up, rubbed his eyes and said: "You two... seniors, are you looking for my master?"
"Is your master's name Tushanjun?"
The boy was shocked again.
Why does this question sound so familiar?
Then he remembered that the same person asked him that way back then.
He thought the other party was an enemy seeking revenge, but he didn't expect that after so long, two more people came. These two... the young man looked at the two of them, held his head high and said: "Yes, my master is exactly the same!"
"Take us there quickly."
"etc."
“Can’t wait!”
The boy was lifted up again and broke into the back hall.
"Ding!"
"clang!"
Sparks splash.
Venerable Liku and Venerable Qingluan approached the young man and discovered that the blacksmithing monk was dressed in a smart outfit and his hair was tied up casually.
Isn't it the Venerable Huang Tuo who left the Guxianlou auction house long ago?
Not far away, a red-haired monk leaning on a wicker chair was twirling his fingers and rubbing the scriptures.
"master……"
As soon as the boy opened his mouth, Venerable Qingluan threw him out.
The tall Venerable Qingluan took out the jade slip, looked at the face of the monk on the cane chair, and said happily: "Yes, it's him!"
He moved his eyes away from the red-haired monk and moved to the blacksmith monk. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "How can Dao Brother Huang Tuo be so calm?"
Venerable Liku, who was holding the sword, did not speak, but looked at the red-haired monk.
He knew what Venerable Qingluan meant. The two of them joined forces not only in the Ancient Immortal Tower but also here. If you want to get the weapon spirit treasure, you must first pass the Huangtuo level, otherwise you will not be able to touch the weapon spirit.
Huang Tuo, a blacksmith, paused, looked sideways and said, "You don't know how powerful my seniors are if you don't practice boxing."
"If you have any means, just use it."
After saying that, he continued to forge.
Venerable Qingluan turned his phoenix eyes and sneered silently.
What is senior and not senior? It is clear that Huang Tuo is going through the test of the weapon spirit.
It would be troublesome for them to deal with the Weapon Spirit. This is not one of those low-minded Weapon Spirits, but a Weapon Spirit whose mind is similar to that of ordinary people.
You must have your own likes and dislikes.
If a person is studying and two people come in and insist on grabbing something, will the person dislike these two people?
The answer is obvious.
'I didn't expect that this rude man like Huang Tuo had such a delicate mind.'
Venerable Qingluan's mind changed. He looked at Venerable Li Ku and denied his intention to take action.
He cupped his hands and said: "Senior, this little girl admires the grace of my senior and has traveled thousands of miles to pursue him. I hope that senior can help me."
With that said, Venerable Qingluan stepped forward.
This woman is tall, only one head shorter than Tushanjun.
Venerable Qingluan looked around with his phoenix eyes, showing a look of surprise, but there was more of a surprise that could not be hidden.
Red hair crown.
The palms are pale with a hint of cyan.
The oval purple-black nails are fastening on the scroll of the scripture.
What's even more shocking is the main soul's expression and gaze.
If she hadn't gotten the news from the auction, she would have thought he was an unknown powerful monk after seeing this person.
"I'm Li Ku."
The monk holding the sword bowed his hands in salute.
"You also learned about me from Guxian Tower?"
Tu Shanjun looked at the two of them.
In fact, he had heard a lot from Huang Tuo, but knowing more about news would only benefit him, so he asked this casual question. It could not only confirm what Huang Tuo said, but also find out clearly what the ancient immortal tower meant to him.
How much does he know.
Do you know everything, or only part of it?
How much information is sold to these people?
"good."
Tu Shanjun said: "I am different from other weapon spirits, and the Zunhun Banner is also different. The Zunhun Banner only has Dao soldiers."
As he spoke, the main soul opened his palms.
The Xu Zun Soul Flag in the sleeve of the robe flew into the palm and immediately transformed into a three-foot-long figure.
The three of them looked at the treasure at the same time.
Huang Tuo exclaimed: "This is the best Taoist weapon, the Sovereign Soul Banner?!"
"It seems that fellow Daoist Huang Tuo has not won the favor of the seniors yet."
Venerable Liku's eyes also flashed with light.
Since he was destined to do so, of course he had to fight for it.
At the same time, it also made him doubt the strength of the main soul. With Huang Tuo's strength, he was willing to accept the test, and he worked here for a full year.
"The best Taoist soldier!"
Venerable Qingluan lightly pursed his red lips, smiled, and suddenly lost all color in the world: "I wonder how senior is willing to leave with this little girl?"
Huang Tuo was immediately dissatisfied and said: "Friend Taoist, everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis."
"The treasures in the world are the ones who are virtuous."
"Fellow Taoist Huang Tuo is indeed strong, but if Brother Li Ku and I join forces, Taoist Daoist will not be afraid." Venerable Qingluan looked at Venerable Li Ku who was not far away.
They had already agreed on the way here that once there were other competitors, the two of them would naturally form an alliance and wait until they defeated the others to compete fairly.
Huang Tuo looked at the two of them with a gloomy expression, and then sneered: "You have too beautiful ideas. If senior doesn't agree, do you think you can get the treasure by joining forces?"
As the first monk to come here and have been working here for a year, he already knew Tushanjun's strength. If these two people dared to grab it head-on, he would definitely make it difficult for them to go around.
The most important thing is that with the comparison between these two people, he can gain the recognition of the weapon spirit in times of crisis.
Cultivation is not about beating and killing. When faced with such spiritual beings whose minds are no different from those of ordinary people, we cannot use beating and killing to imprison them. Instead, we should talk about friendship, show loyalty, and treat each other honestly.
Just like he conquered his subordinates, he used his personality charm to conquer others.
"We don't want to be enemies with our seniors."
Venerable Li Ku said with a smile: "On the contrary, we sincerely invite senior to come out."
"Amitabha."
"My Tianlong Temple has the Dragon Spirit Treasure Weapon Pool, which can reshape the divine weapons and help the top-notch Taoist soldiers of our seniors take a further step forward!"
"This method does not need to be recast, and naturally it will not affect the senior's sanity. As long as the senior is willing to return to Tianlong Temple as a junior monk, the junior monk is willing to seek an opportunity for senior to enter the military pool."
As soon as this statement came out.
Everyone's expressions changed dramatically.
Huang Tuo said: "Fahui, if you want to advance the best Taoist soldiers, you are probably not qualified."
"The little monk doesn't have it now, but that doesn't mean he won't have it in the future."
The Venerable Dharma Hui approached with a salute.
Huang Tuo hurriedly said: "The ancient temple has the arsenal of the ancient gods. Thousands of refined weapons can be used by seniors for enlightenment. There is also the blood of the Huang God to baptize the Dao soldiers."
"I will definitely invite the best weapon refiner to serve as the Taoist soldiers' adviser. When the time comes, I can also ask the master to come out and plan the way out for the Taoist soldiers!"
"The Divine Phoenix Palace has immortality methods for seniors to practice, or to gain further opportunities from nirvana." Venerable Qingluan was not to be outdone.
"hey-hey!"
"Why do you need to go to all this trouble? I believe this soul flag is a magic weapon, and it is for my use."
"I don't have a treasure pool, I don't have divine blood, and I don't have any nirvana, but I have one thing that you don't have, and that is a steady stream of Yin gods. Since it is a soul-honoring banner, I definitely need boundless Yin gods to serve as souls.
"
"Your path has gone astray from the beginning!"
"He doesn't need any treasure pool of divine blood at all, but a ruthless person who can control the Soul Banner."
"It just so happens that I am!"
Jie's laughter sounded.
The demon lord wearing a robe flew in and came to the red-haired monk.
Without any hesitation, he reached out his hand and tried to take the Soul Reverend Banner from the red-haired monk.
The red-haired monk didn't seem to object.
There was no action either.
Just let this person take it.
Palm touch.
A cold feeling ran through his chest.
The Demon Lord grabbed the Soul Flag and laughed excitedly: "Hahaha, you can't find it even if you wear iron shoes, it doesn't take any effort to get it."
"So what if you had the upper hand?"
"You, you, what if you two join forces."
"You are simply not qualified to hold the Soul Banner!"
"Only I can truly control the spiritual treasures."
As he spoke, he turned around, waving the soul flag with a surge of magic power, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart and shouting: "Now that I have obtained the magic weapon, if you don't get out of the way, I will have to ask you to join the flag."
"Bata."
A pale palm with veins fell on his shoulder.
The demon looked back.
I saw the red-haired monk with a smile on his face: "Thank you."
"Thank me?"
"right."
"I'm almost running out of mana."
"At most, there will be one or two more blows."
"This is also the reason why I didn't leave the City of All Things."
"With the magic power of your body, I can almost easily leave from being surrounded by them."