Wei Changbo followed Tang Ming's gaze and looked over.
This is a low-rise house located in a corner. There is nothing special about it. It has no charm and no restrictions. It does not look like a place where ancient treasures are stored.
"Go over and have a look."
Tang Ming changed direction and led Wei Changbo and Liu Wan into the house.
Inside the house, the light was dim and empty. Even at the door, they found many residual spiritual power fluctuations from other monks.
Obviously.
This place has been visited by many people, but all have failed.
Tang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced around the houses.
"Master, are there any ancient treasures hidden here?" Liu Wan asked curiously.
"There is no ancient treasure, but there is something else."
Tang Ming smiled lightly, formed a magic seal with one hand, and threw it toward the shadow of the corner.
The seal blooms.
But there was nothing in the corner, and there was no sound of any kind.
Tang Ming waited for a moment and said calmly: "Your Excellency is hiding here, why don't you show up yet?"
The sound echoed through the house.
No one responded.
However, Liu Wan and Wei Changbo believed in Tang Ming very much. When they heard this, their hearts tightened and they looked here warily.
In the corner, there was no response.
Tang Ming snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the Shura Flying Sword brought out a sword light and cut it down directly.
Sudden.
A black shadow was forced to appear, transforming into a downcast old man.
The old man was wearing an ancient martial robe and had silver hair. His body had been cut apart, leaving only a remnant soul. Even the remnant soul contained a lot of sharp sword energy, which was constantly eroding his soul. He was extremely desolate.
.
"Fellow Taoist, please be merciful."
The downcast old man flashed out and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Fellow Taoist, I have no grudge against you. Besides, I only have a remnant soul left, so I pose no threat to you."
Zheng!
Shura's flying sword floated in front of the old man and suddenly stopped.
"Who are you?"
Tang Ming asked.
"Returning to fellow Taoist, I am a monk from the Hu Lei Sect. After I came in, I was surrounded by enemies and my body was destroyed. Only a trace of my soul escaped. I originally wanted to hide in this uninhabited building to recover from my injuries, but unexpectedly, I was still attacked by fellow Taoist.
Found it..."
The downcast old man responded bitterly.
"Sect Master, the Hulei Sect is a sect located deep in the Northern Wilderness of Kunlun. It is powerful but relatively low-key. It has always been active only in the Northern Wilderness and rarely appears in the central Kunlun Plain."
Wei Changbo secretly reported.
After the report, he looked at the down-and-out old man and asked: "Who are the people who surrounded and suppressed you?"
"It's the White Dragon Sect and the Danxia Sect..." the downcast old man replied with a face filled with resentment.
While talking.
As if fearing that the other party would be suspicious, the remnant soul of the fallen old man used his already weak soul power to condense into a tiger totem with flashes of thunder all over his body.
But the tiger totem looked dim, and even the surrounding thunder was extinguished from time to time. Wei Changbo nodded slightly and continued to transmit to Tang Ming: "Sect Master, the White Dragon Sect and the Tiger Thunder Sect are feuding, and the Danxia Sect has recently coveted the Tiger Thunder Sect's Tianlei.
Grass, also began to provoke. In Beihuang, Bailong Sect and Danxia Sect have joined forces to jointly
Conquer the Tiger Thunder Sect."
"And this Thunder Tiger Totem is the direct descendant mark of the Tiger Thunder Sect, and it is impossible for ordinary people to obtain it."
"What this man said is true."
Tang Ming nodded noncommittally and turned his gaze to the desolate old man.
"Fellow Taoist, what's wrong?" The downcast old man's face was full of anxiety, fearing that the people in front of him would take action against his remaining soul.
"Nothing, I'm just curious. The method you used to restrain the aura of the remnant soul just now was so clever that even I was almost fooled."
Tang Ming said calmly: "It stands to reason that with this magical power of concentrating energy, you can still escape even if you are chased by the enemy, right?"
Wei Changbo was slightly startled and frowned.
yes.
If Tang Ming hadn't noticed something was wrong just now, he wouldn't have noticed this low house in the corner.
"To be honest, I didn't expect at the time that a disciple next to me was bribed by the White Dragon Sect, secretly leaked the information, and left a mark on me."
The downcast old man smiled bitterly and said: "With this divine soul imprint, my Qi gathering magical power has no effect at all."
Tang Ming nodded in understanding and stopped talking. After staring at the old man for a while, he suddenly walked towards this side.
The downcast old man became nervous and took a few nervous steps back: "Fellow Taoist..."
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."
Tang Ming smiled and said: "You also said before that we have no grudges and are not hostile forces, so naturally we will not act randomly."
The desolate old man let out a long sigh of relief, cupped his fists and said, "Fellow Taoist, all the storage rings and magic weapons I had on me were taken away by the White Dragon Sect monks. I wonder...can I borrow some elixirs from you?"
"Don't worry, I will leave a token and return it tenfold when the time comes. My Hu Lei Sect's background is not bad. After I leave safely, I will definitely come to express my thanks."
The old man saluted Tang Ming sincerely.
The posture is respectful.
Tang Ming smiled, and without stopping, he crossed the other party's figure and came to the corner where the other party had previously hidden his figure.
Um?
The old man lowered his eyes slightly, and at the moment he lowered his eyes, a sharp flash flashed deep in his pupils.
"Fellow Taoist, what's wrong?"
The old man turned around and asked.
As soon as he turned around, a bloody sword lotus suddenly appeared.
boom!
The old man's cold eyes narrowed, and his languid remnant soul suddenly burst out with a violent force, punching out with such force that it defeated the bloody sword lotus.
"What do you mean by this?" the old man yelled.
"It's not interesting. I'm just curious as to why you got these scars from the Sword Immortal on your body. Don't tell me that there are immortals living in the White Dragon Sect and Danxia Sect as well!"
Tang Ming smiled lightly and spoke. As he spoke, golden rays of light suddenly burst out from under his feet and turned into formations.
Wow!
The wind howled, and the door of the house was instantly closed.
The entire space in the house was imprisoned by the formation, and the dragon scale jade was suspended, turning into space shackles, surrounding the old man.
"What!"
"Space laws?"
The desolate old man's face changed drastically as if he had seen a ghost.
At the same time, his heart was filled with turmoil, and he looked at Tang Ming in disbelief.
This person.
How did you know that the injuries on his body came from the Sword Immortal Jingqing! This old man is none other than Chu Muyu, the ancestor of the Tianwu Sect. However, he was plotted by the Immortal Jingqing and Ziyu to suppress him. Chu Muyu did not want to be a slave.
, and then his body was cut into pieces by the Sword Immortal Jingqing, and his soul would have been wiped out. Fortunately,
Only after being rescued by a mysterious strong man from the ancient remnants did his remaining soul escape into the ruins space.
originally.
Chu Muyu thought about relying on his own remnant soul to survive the calamity, restraining his aura so that no one could detect it, and just waiting quietly for someone from the ancient remnant clan to rescue him.
Who would have thought.
The expected person didn't come, but instead a young man with extraordinary strength and formidable vision came!
"Who are you?" Chu Muyu's originally weak expression suddenly became stern.