"Now you know why I came to Jiuhua Palace to find you by name!"
After the scene of the shadow bead ended, Zhong Shiji reached out to collect the shadow bead, looked at the blue-clothed Taoist with an unkind look, and said: "My junior brother who has just started to guide Qi has reached the state of perfection. Your disciple has already reached the third level of Gu Yuan, and he still can't do it."
I brought a dozen or so servants of the Wu family to lead the siege together! Shouldn’t I, Yuandu Palace, be given an explanation for this matter?”
The expression of the blue-robed Taoist known as Yan Zhen changed, but he calmed down in an instant and responded calmly: "Only Wu Han and a group of strong men were seen in the picture behind the shadow bead. My disciple did not show up. This matter should be
Is there some misunderstanding? After I send someone to call her over and find out the truth, I will give you an explanation to Yuandu Palace."
"There is no misunderstanding on this matter!"
Zhong Shiji interrupted him with a smile, and said jokingly: "And you don't have to look for that disciple anymore!"
Yan Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling something bad in his heart, and he blurted out, "What do you mean by this?"
Zhong Shiji had a sarcastic look on his face and said, "Just ask this slave."
After saying that, he took the golden-armored warrior's arm and pushed it forward, and the warrior was thrown directly towards the opposite side.
Yan Zhen frowned, a ball of luck came out from under his feet and caught the warrior on his back. Seeing that the man was still unconscious, he flicked his sleeves and robe, and a cool breeze blew by. The warrior shivered and opened his eyes.
"Yan...Yan Shangzhen!"
After the warrior woke up and saw Yan Zhen, he immediately stood up in fear. Wang Li had cut off his limbs and bones before. He struggled for a while and finally knelt on the clouds.
Yan Zhen looked solemn, glanced at Zhong Shiji, and asked in a solemn voice: "Did Wu Han offend the Yuandu Palace disciples with you today?"
When Zhong Shiji heard that he didn't mention his disciples in his words, he couldn't help but sneer and said: "Yan Zhen, don't waste your time. If you just ask him what happened, it will be clear."
The warrior trembled all over when Yan Zhen just asked. When he heard Zhong Shiji's voice behind him, his face suddenly turned pale and he fell on the cloud again.
When Yan Zhen heard Zhong Shiji's words, he wanted to slap the warrior to death, but when he saw the photo bead in his hand, he could only shout in a deep voice: "You haven't answered yet!"
"It was Master Wu who asked Wu Han to take us to find trouble with the immortal master from Yuandu Palace. In the end, Master Wu and others were killed by the immortal master from Yuandu Palace!"
The samurai trembled in fright at his shout, and spoke the result of the matter quickly.
"What!"
When Yan Zhen heard this, he immediately became angry, raised his finger and pointed to the opposite side, shouting: "Zhong Shiji! That boy in your Yuandu Palace is definitely not in the Qi-entraining stage! What's more, my disciple also possesses a ninth-level forbidden high-grade body-protecting magic weapon called Phoenix Blood Ruyi.
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"You are the only one with the magic weapon in Jiuhua Palace?"
Zhong Shiji sneered and said: "If you suspect that my junior brother is hiding his cultivation, then go to the Deacon Academy and wait. I will take my junior brother there right away and let the commander over there use the Haoxin Mirror to personally check his merits."
Take a look."
Seeing his firm tone, Yan Zhen immediately shouted: "Wait!"
After calling Zhong Shiji to a stop, he lowered his eyes and asked the warrior, "How did my disciple die?"
The samurai gritted his teeth and said: "For the record, I was steering the boat in the cabin. I didn't know the actual situation. I only saw a huge golden bell suddenly appear, and then only the bow of the entire ship was left."
, after the giant bell disappeared, except for the immortal master from Yuandu Palace who appeared, Master Wu and others were all gone, so..."
Yan Zhen looked sharply and shouted: "Since everyone else is dead, why are you still alive!"
The warrior opened his mouth to speak, but the next moment the cloud that held him up instantly dissipated. Despair showed on the warrior's face, and he fell straight down. Accompanied by screams, he disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Yan Zhen looked at Zhong Shiji with a gloomy expression and said nothing. He had already guessed why the disciple who was carrying a huge treasure lost. The golden bell that the warrior said must be an innate magic weapon.
This made him very confused, wondering if Yuandu Palace had deliberately set up a trap to provoke a fight between the two palaces. This was not without precedent in the Qiongxiao Sect. There was a lineage that accidentally fell into the trap.
Falling at a disadvantage in a fight not only loses face, but also loses dignity.
After all, who would give an innate magic weapon to a novice disciple?
Comparing oneself with others, Yan Zhen has accepted many entry-level disciples. Unless they have good qualifications and hope of condensing pills, they will be given one or two important treasures to defend themselves. The rest of the disciples will at most be given some Taoist and magical powers. The Phoenix Blood Ruyi on Wu Manyun's body is all
The magic weapon I brought from the Wu family.
He didn't care about his disciple's death. Again, he was just an introductory disciple. He just felt that this matter was a bit too strange and he had to proceed with caution.
A few years ago, Jiuhua Palace and Qianming Palace were at loggerheads. A senior in the palace even broke up a Dharma Body belonging to someone in Qianming Palace. Yuandu and Qianming are the same family. Could it be that this time it was Yuandu?
Miyashita's trap?
Deliberately using an entry-level disciple as bait to lure his own disciples into taking the bait, and then using the topic to take revenge?
After thinking about this carefully, Yan Zhen's face immediately showed a solemn look. Looking at Zhong Shiji's half-smiling expression opposite him, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He cupped his hands and softened his tone, saying: "This matter is indeed true."
I, the Jiuhua Palace, are in trouble because my disciples are incompetent. Later I will present a medium-grade magic weapon to the disciple of your palace as compensation."
"Mid-grade magic weapon? One more piece?"
Zhong Shiji burst into laughter, pointed at Yan Zhen, and said: "Who are you looking down on! If you don't come up with three middle-grade magic weapons, there is no way you can end this matter!"
"Three medium-grade magic weapons!"
Yan Zhen's eyes widened, energy surged around his body, and he said angrily: "Zhong Shiji! You want to blackmail me! There is no way!"
Zhong Shiji's face instantly darkened and he said, "In that case, you can only have sex with me once!"
After he finished speaking, he gave a clear shout, and suddenly a cloud of light rolled up behind him, and two portals appeared on the left and right, and then a young Taoist walked out of each portal.
The person on the left was wearing a black robe, dragging a crystal pagoda with one palm, and the person on the right was wearing a green robe and holding a black flag. The two walked to Zhong Shiji and stood side by side with him. Except for their slightly different clothes and demeanor, the three of them were
Their appearance is exactly the same.
"Am I afraid of you? I have also condensed two dharma bodies!"
A flash of light flashed in Yan Zhen's eyes, and two streams of Qi rushed out from the top of his head. They turned into two gray-clothed Taoists beside him. One of them was holding a yellow flag in his hand, and the other was holding a feather fan, with the same appearance.
He is generally the same.
Just as the man holding the feather fan appeared, the Taoist priest in green shirt next to Zhong Shiji took out the black flag from his hand, flew five feet above his head, grew several times in size, and dropped billowing black air towards Yan Zhen.
At the same time, one or two golden rainbows flew out of Zhong Shiji's sleeves and shot straight towards the opposite side.
"Shameless!"
Yan Zhen cursed loudly and stepped back with the two gray-clothed Taoists around him, and then each cast a spell. Then the yellow flag flew out of his hand, rose up in the wind, and emitted a yellow light that expanded to cover him and the people around him.
The two people were enveloped in it, and the black air falling from the black flags above their heads fell on the yellow light, and was immediately crushed and absorbed.
"Haha, this little flag is pretty good."
Zhong Shiji laughed and pointed, and the two golden rainbows instantly turned into the size of a horse, slashing back and forth around the yellow light.
In the yellow light, Yan Zhen frowned as he looked at it. He recognized the two golden rainbows outside as Zhong Shiji's flying swords. He was not good at this. He thought about it secretly and took out a Bagua mirror from his chest. The Taoist in gray clothes next to him immediately stepped forward.
Taking a step forward, he raised the banana fan in his hand.
"go!"
He slapped the fan with all his strength, and a strange wind blew up out of thin air and drove away the yellow light. At this moment, Yan Zhen threw out the Bagua Mirror, pinched a spell, and shouted: "Duh!"
A large translucent hand held the three Zhong Shijis standing side by side in the palm of his hand from bottom to top. Then the Bagua mirror turned into a big one, and a huge white light shot out. The three Zhong Shijis turned into ashes in a daze.
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"not good!"
However, Yan Zhen's expression changed drastically when he saw this scene, he shouted and pinched a spell.
The next moment, he felt unstable, and there was a warning sign in his heart. He hurriedly dodged to the side. As soon as he dodged, two giant swords wider than the door panel cut the entire ball of yellow light into three pieces from bottom to top.
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Yan Zhen couldn't help but feel horrified. He and the two dharma bodies wanted to escape, but before they could make any move, the three of them froze in place. It wasn't that they didn't want to retreat, but that they had no way out.
At this moment, I saw a Zhong Shiji standing on each side of the east, west, north, and south. The four people's magical power and energy were integrated into one, forming a sinister formation that trapped Yan Zhen and his two dharma bodies inside. There was also a Zhong Shiji above his head, and two
Dao Jinhong hovered beside him, breathing out sharp sword energy.
"You actually condensed four dharma bodies..."
Yan Zhen looked at Zhong Shiji with a horrified expression, and his tone was indescribably bitter.
Zhong Shiji, who was facing due north, curled his lips and said, "Do you want to continue?"
"I surrender!"
Yan Zhen shook his head, and then said: "But I can only give you two medium-grade magic weapons! If not, just take action!"
Zhong Shiji laughed loudly and said: "Okay! But you have to add ten more bottles of Shenyuan Dan!"
"Impossible! I'll give you five bottles at most!"
"Deal! This matter is settled!"
"you!"
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Yuandu Palace.
Wang Li was sitting on a wicker chair in Zhong Shiji's yard. On the stone table next to him was a half-foot-long red jade Ruyi. There was also a four-foot-long cyan wooden box floating on his chest. One end of the wooden box
There are five slit-like incisions.
"I didn't expect that this is a wooden sword box that can be upgraded again."
Wang Li was a little surprised when he looked at the wooden box in front of him. Just now, he had easily used the Yuan Talisman to refine the first restriction of the sword box. To his surprise, the restriction of the sword box was even greater than the restriction of the green lantern.
Be simpler.
After refining the first level of restraint, he learned about the situation of this sword box. It was made entirely of armored wood. Since there were only five levels of restraint in the box, it could only store up to five wood attribute swords. However, it could
There is a lot of sword energy stored in it. In addition, the box also contains a ball of Yuan Magnetic Essence, which is specially used to collect metal-refining treasures. His flying knife was absorbed by this object and suppressed in the box.
While refining the ban, Wang Li felt the thick wood-attribute essence of the sword box, and almost couldn't help but want to use it to practice the true wood-shaking technique.
But after he completely refined the first level of restraint, he gave up the idea because he found that the armored wooden sword box was not completely refined. If he asked his senior brother or teacher for help, he should be able to refine the sixth level of restraint.
At that time, this armored wooden sword box can be transformed into an innate magic weapon.
Wang Li couldn't help but sigh, these wealthy families are really rich and powerful, they are just attracting Qi. Low-level monks like Guyuan have such magic weapons with them, so they must pay close attention to them in the future.
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand a little, and a ray of green light flew out of the box, fell into Wang Li's hand and turned into a sapphire dagger.
This is Wu Manyun's magic sword. It is only a ninth-level magic weapon. When Wang Li was refining the wooden box, he also refined the dagger. Now it can be regarded as his magic weapon.
"I don't know if Senior Brother is proficient in swordsmanship. The two magic weapons he took out before were also towers, flags, and small tripods. If he..."
"Hahaha~"
Just when Wang Li thought of this, he heard Senior Brother Zhong's laughter coming from above his head. He put away the wooden box and was about to get up, when he saw a ray of light fall in front of him, revealing the figure of Senior Brother Zhong.
"Hey! Junior brother can actually sacrifice a magic weapon?"
After Zhong Shiji landed, he was surprised, then walked to the wicker chair next to Wang Li and sat down, saying, "That's just right, I've got two more magic weapons for you!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and several rays of light fell on the stone table next to him.
Wang Li looked intently and found five porcelain vases and two exquisite copper hammers on the stone table. He asked doubtfully: "Senior brother, what are these?"
Zhong Shiji pursed his lips and said bitterly: "I went to talk to someone in Jiuhua Palace, and that person promised to give you two medium-grade magic weapons as compensation to settle the grudges between his disciples and you.
I never thought that this guy was cheating and deceived me by bringing out two copper hammers of the same grade. As for these five bottles of Shenyuan Dan, they were just a little extra."
Wang Li looked strange and asked, "Senior brother, you didn't suffer a loss, did you?"
Zhong Shiji laughed, shook his head and said, "I'm trying to reason, how could I suffer a loss?"