The little boy plucked out the ninth-order Babel Grass, stretched out his fingers to pluck at the slender stems and leaves that looked like bamboo joints, and said with a smile: "It is indeed as the man said, it is a rare treasure."
He glanced around with a pair of big eyes: "Well, you have to leave quickly, otherwise that person will come back."
After saying that, the little one fled out of the house and disappeared into the crowd on the street.
Lin Feng looked at his back speechlessly. When he saw Miao Shihao's eyes sweeping over him, he coughed dryly: "Ahem, I made fellow Taoist laugh."
Miao Shihao said with a smile: "No, I really like this little guy."
Lin Feng smiled dryly and said, Disciple, disciple, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for you to be admired by such a sissy.
"Huh?" Lin Feng was dealing with Miao Shihao one after another. Suddenly, he had a thought in his mind and looked into the distance. There, there was a group of people walking towards the house. Looking at the posture of the person leading the way, it was obvious that he was
The owner of the house is back.
This man is dressed in green clothes, with a blue silk ribbon around his waist, and a long sword hanging on his waist. A pillar of sword light above his head reaches straight to the sky, as if the heavenly gate has been opened, attracting the spiritual energy from the heavens to descend to the earth.
Such characteristics are exactly the characteristics of Tongtian Sword Sect monks, and they are also Tongtian Sword cultivators who have formed a golden elixir.
Behind him, there were more than a dozen people in different costumes, with different levels of cultivation. Most of them showed their sharp edges, like unsheathed swords, with murderous intent.
The auras of the four old men among them were condensed and not exposed, as if the sharp swords were sheathed in their scabbards, and they would explode when necessary. They were far more terrifying than those whose sharp edges were exposed.
The sharp edge is always exposed, but in fact the essence is equivalent to being scattered, and it is easily eroded by the wind and rain from the outside. One day it will no longer be sharp and become rotten.
And these four old men are all golden elixir stage monks. They have been able to lock their own mana and sword energy without losing it at all. Only in battle will they burst out with dazzling brilliance.
Normally, the blade is hidden inside. When it is truly unsheathed, the sword's murderous intent becomes even more ferocious.
These dozen people all have one thing in common. They are wearing long swords. Whether they are hanging at the waist or carried behind their backs, their swords are all exactly the same in appearance, as if they were produced on an assembly line.
The scabbard is engraved with simple and thick landscape carvings, which is the logo of Shushan Sword Sect.
These dozen sword cultivators are all Shushan cultivators.
The monk from Tongtian Sword Sect led the way and said with a smile: "I have transplanted the ninth-level Tongtian Grass into the secret room. It will take some time for it to fully mature. The four seniors please stay in Snail House for a few days."
"After the Dharma conference is over, this spiritual grass should be fully grown."
The four old men headed by the Shushan Sword Sect were the first to stroke their long beards and nodded with satisfaction: "Fellow Taoist Fu Shuo, thank you for your hard work."
The Tongtian Sword Cultivator named Fu Shuo smiled and said: "I want to join Shu Mountain, so I can't go up there without any preparation. I just want to ask Elder Baizhen to give me a few good words when the time comes."
What he said was so straightforward that all the Shushan sword cultivators secretly curled their lips.
However, they are still extremely satisfied in their hearts. After all, it is really a big gain to get the Tongtian Sword Sect's most precious elixir this time.
The four golden elixir stage elders looked at each other with satisfied smiles on their faces.
"Tongtian Sword Sect's strength has skyrocketed over the years, and its actions have become more and more wanton. It actually tried to challenge the status of the first holy land of swordsmanship. It's time to suppress their limelight and let them know that our power in Shushan cannot be offended." Bai Zhen
The elder stroked his long beard and thought to himself: "Without the advantages of the ninth-level Tongtian Grass and Tongtian Pill, Tongtian Sword Sect will not be able to make any big waves."
The Shushan Sword Sect has been coveting the ninth-level Heavenly Grass for a long time. They have been plotting secretly, and have almost come to ask for it openly.
Naturally, the Tongtian Sword Sect is also on tight guard. Even if someone defected to Shushan before, no one could take a single leaf of the ninth-level Tongtian Grass out of the Tongtian Sword Sect.
This time, Fu Shuo succeeded in bringing out a whole plant of Babel. Although it was a seedling, it also attracted Shushan's attention.
Thinking of this, Elder Bai Zhen simply said something else: "You can rest assured that I will speak kindly for you in front of the ancestor. The matter involves the ninth-level Tongtiancao, even the Immortal Master may make an exception.
Meet you."
When Fu Shuo heard this, his face was filled with joy, but he finally managed to keep his composure without losing his composure. He nodded, smiled and raised his hand: "Four elders, please, I will take you to see the ninth-level Babel Grass..."
Just in the middle of speaking, Fu Shuo suddenly froze, felt it carefully, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his back.
He had already sensed that the ladder sword formation he had arranged in the house for protection had been broken open by someone.
"Calm down, calm down!" Fu Shuo bit the back of his tongue and forced himself to calm down. Although he was anxious, he did not show it in front of the Shushan Sword Sect monks.
He also held out hope in his heart that maybe the other party didn't discover the ninth-level Babel Grass he had hidden in the secret room.
In fact, in addition to the ninth-level Tongtian grass, Fu Shuo also left other talismans, elixirs and other treasures in his residence in the courtyard.
Fu Shuo is praying to heaven and earth now, hoping that the other party will only take away other things in the house. It doesn't matter if all these things are lost. The key is that nothing will happen to the ninth-level Babel grass.
In particular, this spiritual grass still needs a few days to fully mature. If you pull it out now, all your efforts will be wasted.
"Follow me, everyone." Fu Shuo felt uneasy in his heart, but on the surface he still looked calm and calm. He took the lead and led everyone into the house with great magnanimity.
However, Mr. Fu Shuo, who was so nervous, did not notice that he was actually walking smoothly.
After entering the main house of the mansion, he went straight down to the secret room. As soon as he opened the door, Fu Shuo's vision went dark and he almost fainted.
In the empty secret room, there was only a big hole on the ground. The ninth-order Babel Grass had disappeared, and it had been dug up with the roots, stems and leaves!
Elder Bai Zhen, who came in behind Fu Shuo, and other Shushan sword cultivators saw this scene, and their faces turned dark.
Elder Bai Zhen frowned and asked, "Fellow Taoist Fu Shuo, what's going on?"
"There is a goddamn bastard who dug up the spiritual grass from the roots while I was leaving!" At this moment, Fu Shuo's face was ferocious, and his whole body fell into a violent state. The sword energy in his body surged uncontrollably, forcing several people to fight.
The Shushan Sword Cultivators in the foundation-building stage who had lower cultivation levels kept retreating.
Although he had a vague premonition, Fu Shuo was still in hysterics at this moment, his eyes were red, and he wanted to rip off the person who stole the medicine.
He defected from the Tongtian Sword Sect and joined Shushan. As far as the Tongtian Sword Sect was concerned, he had already committed a capital crime. The original master's sect would definitely want to kill him and then hurry up. If he wanted to survive, he could only rely on the protection of the Shushan Sword Sect.
But if he loses the ninth-level Tongtian Grass as the step to advance, Shushan Sword Sect may not go to great lengths to protect him.
Although Shushan and Tongtian were always involved in filth in private, they were both nominally members of the Nine Heavens Sword Alliance, and the Shushan Sword Sect was the leader of the alliance. It was unjustifiable in any case to protect the defecting disciples of the alliance sect.
Only the ninth level Tongtian Grass can make the Shushan Sword Sect have the strength to protect him.
Now that the Babel Grass is gone, the shadow of death suddenly comes to Fu Shuo's mind, making him almost breathless.
"The spiritual energy in the soil has not dissipated yet. The person who stole the medicine must not have gone far. Chase him! There is still a chance to get him back!"
Fu Shuo roared angrily, not even bothering to greet Elder Bai Zhen and the others. His whole body turned into a sword light and soared into the sky, directly piercing the secret room and the roof of the mansion, and soaring into the sky.
Elder Bai Zhen and other Shushan sword cultivators looked at each other and nodded. Fu Shuo had already exterminated himself from the Tongtian Sword Sect. If he dared to play tricks on Shushan again, no one in the world would be able to protect him.
"It seems that someone took advantage of the loophole and stole the elixir." Elder Bai Zhen said solemnly: "The ninth-level Tongtian grass is of great importance. We are also pursuing it. We must get the elixir back. This elixir is already mine.
It’s a product of Shushan, and those who steal it must pay the price with blood!”
More than a dozen rays of sword light shot out of the field together, chasing Fu Shuo in the direction.
The little one was walking on the street, thinking happily: "Well, I can take it back to Master, but there are eight sections in total. Should I eat one section first?"
Just as he was thinking about it, the little boy suddenly felt a murderous aura behind him. Looking back, he saw a green sword light that seemed to penetrate the sky, cut through the clouds, and fly towards him.
Standing on the sword light was a middle-aged man in green robes, it was Fu Shuo. With a sweep of his magic power, he discovered the spiritual herbs on the little boy, and immediately cursed angrily: "You little bastard, put down the magical herbs!"
The little one stuck out his tongue, stepped on the wind and thunder, increased his speed instantly, and disappeared without a trace.
Fu Shuo was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke and he yelled: "Tongtian Sword Escape!"
He soared into the sky, and in mid-air the light of his sword merged with his own. The sword turned into an extremely bright blue light and pierced straight down from the air!
Fu Shuo's Heavenly Sword Escape move was extremely fast, like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he had already caught up with the little guy.
The little boy turned to look at Jianguang and said dissatisfiedly: "You are so unreasonable. The spiritual grass is grown only to be eaten. You are too stingy!"
Fu Shuo almost vomited blood with his righteous words, and almost separated from Jian Guang.
"I'll let you eat!" Fu Shuo's eyes were blood red, and he put more force in his hands. The lethality of the early stage sword cultivator of Jindan was at its maximum, and he was about to nail the little one to the ground with one sword.
"If you dare to steal my elixir, you will die even ten thousand times!"
When the little boy heard this, he smiled and turned his palm over, revealing a golden plate.
The golden disk burst into light, and a ferocious tiger flashing with platinum light suddenly sprang out from it. A tiger roar shook the earth and the earth. Countless strong winds were like sharp steel knives, cutting Fu Shuo's sword light into pieces.
The giant platinum tiger looked at Fu Shuo with its bell-like eyes, and its powerful aura made him feel weak all over.
"Golden...Golden elixir peak?!" Fu Shuo's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets.
The giant tiger slapped its huge claws, as if swatting a fly, and directly flew Fu Shuo, who was a man-sword in one!