When interrogating Dugu Aotian in the cave, Sun Xiang had already discovered that someone was eavesdropping outside. Now, it's time to find out what bad intentions mean.

A man reluctantly walked out of the shadows of the woods outside the cave with his hands behind his back. Sun Xiang fixed his eyes and saw that it was Lu Ning.

This person is the president of Sansho Co., Ltd., the top chaebol of the island country. At the time of the Queen's auction, there was an exchange of unknown meaning with Sun Xiang. I didn't expect it to appear here.

Sun Xiang didn't know what he meant, so he smiled and said, "Didn't Your Excellency make an appointment to meet me in Kyoto, why did you come to the door yourself just a few days ago? What are you holding in your hand?"

Lu Ning's hands were always behind his back, and Sun Xiang couldn't help but be suspicious.

What exactly is in his hands?

Could it be, what kind of extraordinary weapon?

Lu Ning couldn't hide it, and was a little embarrassed to take out the things hidden behind him. He held a dozen skewers in his hands, skewered with unknown meat.

The skewers were sprinkled with cumin, exuding a strange smell and bubbling with oil.

"Yang Bao, do you want to eat?" Lu Ning asked cautiously, for fear that Sun Xiang would really agree.

A drop of cold sweat flowed from the corner of Sun Da's forehead.

"Don't eat. ”

"Okay, I'll talk about it when I'm done. ”

Lu Ning finally put his mind at ease, he gobbled up all the sheep treasure skewers in his hand, and then took out a piece of facial paper.

"Satisfied!"

Lu Ning wiped his mouth unsatisfied, and said to Sun Xiang, who was already very impatient, "It still tastes good from home." ”

Sun Xiang didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, but this person should not be taken lightly, because he obviously knew something.

"I'm not used to living in an island country, why don't I go back to China to live, in recent years, Huaguo has developed well, and I won't wronged anyone. ”

"Hah, I guess. Don't mention this, you don't know anyway. Lu Ning snorted, and he picked up a small branch on the ground.

This small action made Sun Xiang's eyelids jump.

This small branch was pulled out of the cave by Yu Xiaoyue, and she originally used the small branch as a weapon to guard the pass for that mysterious trick.

But Yu Xiaoyue just ran down the mountain in a panic, so she dropped the little stick. Until now, Lu Ning solemnly picked it up and held it in his hand.

This branch, at first glance, seems to be nothing special. However, the color is slightly red, and there is no fracture visible throughout the body, and it does not seem to have been broken from the tree. It's innate.

"Do you recognize this?" asked Lu Ning.

"Some impressions, Feng Qimu, right?" replied Sun Xiang.

Lu Ning nodded and said, "It seems that your brain is not completely broken. ”

This branch in Lu Ning's hand was a rare magic weapon in the Aura Era. After the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was cut off, this magic weapon lost most of its magical powers and turned into its original appearance again.

In the current state of Fengqimu, there is a special term called "fading spirit".

After the aura of heaven and earth is cut off, what was originally left behind by those cultivators does not mean that it will disappear out of thin air, but will show such a state of fading spirit.

Spiritual power items in this state are tangible but not substantial. The structure inside them retains the appearance of the refining process, so Sun Xiang can recognize the extraordinary nature of the phoenix perch at a glance.

However, due to the loss of aura, these creations of aura, lost their original function and became vain.

To use an analogy, it's like a laptop in primitive society. Modern people who have traveled through the past can certainly recognize this as a notebook, but in that world without electricity, a notebook is no more useful than a stone axe.

But in any case, this is a rare magic weapon. If the aura revives one day, you may be able to continue using it.

Lu Ning carefully put away the phoenix perch, and the head of Sun Da endured it and didn't speak, in fact, he really wanted it.

"Don't be blushing. Of course, Lu Ning knew Sun Xiang's thoughts, and he said, "Fengqimu is the treasure of the Cangtong Sect, and their head Feng Qingzi has a bit of a relationship with me, so this is called returning things to their original owners, do you understand?" ”

Sun Xiang didn't blush too much, he had a lot of such good things. It's just that there is something unclear, so he asked: "So, everything that Dugu Aotian just now, talking nonsense, is true?"

Lu Ning said: "Eight or nine is not far from ten, but don't ask me why." That guy is the most ordinary human being, and I wonder why he seems to know everything. ”

Sun Xiang let go of Dugu Aotian just now, just because the scenes where this person fooled Yu Xiaoyue were almost all facts.

Originally, this place was indeed Cangwu Mountain, and Cangtong was indeed the main spiritual material when refining the sword embryo. There are many sword cultivators, thousands of miles away, who came here just to find a thousand-year-old cangtong.

And the best cangtong, of course, is the phoenix perch that has stopped the phoenix. In ancient times, Cangwu Mountain was indeed a phoenix. It's just that later there was a major repair to establish a sect here, and all the phoenix trees were owned by the sect.

When Sun Xiang walked into the cave just now, he found that this cave was probably the mountain gate of an ancient sect.

In the Age of Reiki, the vast majority of sects would have their own Cave Heaven and Blessed Land. And the entrance connecting the cave and the main world is the mountain gate.

Without the aura, the cave heaven of the Cangtong Sect should have already disintegrated in the endless outer heaven and disappeared into intangibility. But this mountain gate, which is connected to the world, has been preserved.

This mountain gate has undergone a fading and has been restored to an ordinary cave. But for some reason, there was a phoenix perch scattered among them. Maybe it was used as an eye for the formation when the mountain gate was set up.

Sun Xiang knew some about the past of the entire Cangwu Mountain, and Lu Ning also knew something, and the two exchanged information and pieced together the original appearance of the matter.

Now here's the problem.

Why is an online writer who hits the street seems to know everything.

This incident hit the two of them very hard, and both Sun Xiang and Lu Ning were regarded as remnants of the previous aura era. They regard this mystical knowledge as their most valuable treasure, and they are cautious when talking about it.

They believe that these forbidden knowledge should not be known to modern people, otherwise it is easy to cause chaos in the world.

And a writer on the street wrote all their secret and valuable knowledge and put it on the Internet in a grand manner.

The most important thing is that no one has watched yet.

It's embarrassing.

The two decided not to pursue this matter further, as if everything was a coincidence. Lu Ning was about to leave, but Sun Xiang still had many questions about himself.

"This ...... Brother Lu. ”

The head of Sun Da had something to ask for, so he used honorifics to be polite.

Sun Xiang also regarded Lu Ning as a cultivator. Since there is still one cultivator on the earth, it is not surprising that there is another one. But

He asked, "In this world, how many cultivators like us are there?"

Lu Ning looked at him strangely and replied, "True cultivator?

Hearing Lu Ning's answer like this didn't seem to be a lie, Sun Xiang was even more puzzled. He asked, "If you are not a monastic, how can you know this?"

Lu Ning's old face flushed.

"You don't care about me, Lao Tzu has a way. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Ning suddenly reacted, with an incredible look on his face.

"Wait a minute. He said, "You mean, you're still cultivating?"

"It's not a cultivation, right?" Sun Xiang thought about it for a while, and decided to explain his situation to Lu Ning selectively, "My mental method has been working, but because the outside world has been unable to absorb spiritual energy, there has been no progress in cultivation over the years. ”

Lu Ning thought that Sun Xiang was scolding him, so he sneered: "Can't absorb the spiritual energy? You're still talking to me about absorption?"

Sun Xiang was even more strange, and said, "Will the aura in the body be lost? And even if the aura is consumed on weekdays, isn't there still an innate longevity recipe?"

Lu Ning pinched his chin, his expression uncertain. Sun Xiang's situation surprised him very much.

"You light a samadhi fire and show me. He said.

Sun Xiang rejected this offer, not that he would not be able to do Samadhi True Fire, but as mentioned earlier, his abilities could not leave his body.

Sun Xiang told Lu Ning about the situation.

It's not that he doesn't have the heart to defend against others, but Lu Ning obviously knows something he doesn't know.

If he can learn his life experience from his mouth, and even recover his strength, then Sun Xiang will have a way to save his daughter. He has been adrift in this world for many years, and has never met his own kind. Now that he met Lu Ning, he was a little anxious at the moment, and he wanted to get the answer to his question no matter what.

"Spiritual power can't leave the body?" Lu Ning was silent for a while, and then asked, "Is it okay to cover the quicksand? This doesn't count as leaving the body, right?"

This time, Sun Xiang didn't shirk it, only to see him show his hands, and his arms were gray and white, flowing from his heart to his fingers.

In a few moments, his hands were as strong as gold and stone, and they looked indestructible. But at this time, Sun Xiang clenched his fist again, and his movements were not hindered in the slightest, and it seemed that this powerful defensive power that appeared out of thin air would not make people stiff like an iron cloth shirt.

Quicksand Mulch is a basic immortal art. Cultivators before the incarnation stage had a relatively fragile ontology. If there is no magic weapon to save life, then the quicksand cover is the last barrier.

This immortal technique can cover the body with a layer of hard iron sand armor, which is difficult for ordinary swords and guns to penetrate. And it doesn't affect its own flexibility like real armor, and most of the body styles can still be stacked.

This is an immortal technique that integrates offense and defense, and almost every low-level cultivator will be proficient in mastering it. It's not surprising that Sun Xiang would use it. But Lu Ning really felt like a ghost at this time.

"!" he screamed, stepping back three feet and assuming a defensive posture, "what kind of monster are you?!"

Sun Xiang waved his hand to disperse the quicksand, and he couldn't understand Lu Ning's reaction.

"Aren't you?" he asked.

Of course this is not the case with Lu Ning, in fact, he has already abolished all the Dao Ji by himself, and has used another method to survive until now.

But he didn't plan to explain this to Sun Xiang now.

"Sun Qianxu!

Lu Ning roared angrily at the sky, and then pulled out two short knives.

"The surname is Sun!!" he shouted, "Lao Tzu must kill you today!"

Alas, how to say that it is good to do it.