Ye Tiansong finished collecting the sand on the ground and put it in a porcelain jar, his heart was extremely heavy at this moment, and the poison was his only relative in this world, which made him unacceptable.

But the stern master just left, never to return.

He dug a pit next to the grave of his junior brother Zhu Qingyun with his bare hands, and each stroke was very heavy, which also represented Ye Tiansong's deep and reluctant love for Yuan Poison's master and apprentice.

"Master, the apprentice buried your old man next to the little junior brother.... But don't worry, I will avenge this revenge for you and pay tribute to your souls in the sky. ”

"Bang bang bang..."

Ye Tiansong knelt on the ground and knocked Yuan Poison nine times before he slowly got up.

After half a ring, Ye Tiansong came back to his senses, looked at the position where Yuan had been poisoned before, and said softly: "What method did that slut use to hurt the master who has the middle stage of the Yuan Infant." ”

When he came to the location where Yuan was poisoned, he recalled that the master had been stabbed in the back, and it stands to reason that an ordinary dagger could hurt him.

"This...."

Ye Tiansong saw that there was lying on the ground not far away, only half of the dagger was left, and the entire dagger blade had been weathered.

His face was extremely solemn, and he thought that his master was a cultivator in the Yuan infant stage, and he couldn't kill him at all with Xiao Xiaoxiao's cultivation in the late stage of foundation building.

Just as he was guessing in his heart, he noticed that the liquid left over from the blade of the dagger was black and odorless, and he came to him and pushed the true qi to wrap his palm.

The moment his fingertips touched the black liquid, Ye Tiansong frowned coldly, and he felt that what came from his fingers was not a burning sensation, but a complete loss of consciousness.

He immediately withdrew his hand, and then pushed the Five Poison Sutras, with a serious expression on his face, and found that the black liquid at the moment could penetrate the true qi and deprive him of the ability to live.

It can be determined that the black liquid on this dagger can kill the cultivator of the Yuan Infant Cultivator on the spot.

When he thought of when Xiao Xiaoxiao had this kind of thing, it was more terrifying than using poison, and it was beyond the scope of a cultivator's knowledge.

"This thing has something to do with that dark shadow not long ago?"

Ye Tiansong's heart was full of questions, thinking that there was someone behind Xiao Xiaoxiao who was adding to the trouble.

A few minutes passed, and the half of the dagger was completely weathered into a dead stone.

With a slight touch, it turned into dust and disappeared into the air, and Ye Tiansong's eyes collapsed in front of him

Looking out over the wall.

He recalled that his master, with the power of the early Yuan Infant, did not shock Xiao Xiaoxiao to death with Qi Gang, this matter was too unbelievable.

Just when Ye Tiansong was full of thoughts, he slowly got up, and when he just turned around, he seemed to see something in the collapsed place.

He turned his head to see a strangely shaped bottle, lying quietly on the edge of the rubble.

The appearance is peculiar, only the size of a can of Coke, the color is pitch black, and there are relief patterns on it, which are staggered and complex, and clearly visible.

Ye Tiansong took things from the air, he was not as cautious as he was just now, this bottle can appear here, it is related to Xiao Xiaoxiao.

After groping for a long time, I didn't find anything special, so I put it away and left.

.......

In Xiuzhenmen Square, an hour had passed, and the incense had taken at least two hours to burn.

Among the disciples of the major mountain gates who participated, those who persevered were Duan Qianhong of Shumen, Xiahou Jie, Hua Xiangrou of Jianmen, Hua Xiangrong, Zhichuan of Xiuzhenmen, Wentian, Long Mobai of Emei Mountain, Luo Xihan of Kunlun Mountain, and night clouds.

There are also Zhao Mengyao of the Demon Slayer Gate, and the two of them.

Jian Wuxian's voice sounded slowly, "It seems that you are all very good.... The next half of the incense stick will be up to you to see if you can persevere. ”

Long Mobai used the technique of condensing the sword throughout the whole process, and used his heart to condense the sword intent.

For the sword intent of the sword without being killed, it happens to become his tempering stone, so that he can understand from it that he can condense the mighty sword intent of the Tai'a sword more purely.

"Wow...."

Suddenly, a glow flashed on the top of Long Mobai's head, which was a red majestic light.

"How is it possible.... How could this girl condense her sword intent in such a short period of time?"

Jian Wuxian's eyes widened, looking at the orange sword shadow above the other party's head, exuding a strong sword intent.

"Look..... Someone actually condensed his sword intent under the sword intent of the Immortal Elder. ”

"It's a disciple of Mount Emei...."

....

Suddenly there was an uproar in the venue, and even the old antiques looking upstairs had bright eyes, their faces were a little incredible, and some people praised them.

The most melancholy thing is that the sword is not dead, and it took hundreds of years of silence to condense his sword intent.

But the other party only spent half an hour, he couldn't believe it, without his own condensation technique, it was difficult for someone to condense the sword intent in this way.

Everyone still didn't know that Long Mobai was condensing the sword intent for the sword itself, and he was double the power, and no one was invincible.

"Elder... Can the disciple withdraw it?" Long Mobai's sword intent disappeared at this moment, and he had already gotten up and said to Jian Wuwu.

Jian Wuxian saw that his sword power did not work on the little girl in front of him, and he couldn't add other words on his face except surprise to describe that the other party had a demonic talent.

Long Mobai was overjoyed in his heart, he didn't expect to see this cheap master's expression, which made people want to laugh.

However, I still thanked this master very much from the bottom of my heart, and said to myself in my heart: "Master, I'm sorry, use your sword intent to help me condense my mighty intent." ”

It was amazing to see that tokens could be obtained in this way.

Looking upstairs, those old antiques were secretly surprised, so young that they had such attainments.

And the master of the Sword Gate, the sword fence core's eyes flashed with killing intent, as the biological daughter of Jian Wuxian, she didn't get the skill of condensing the sword, let alone condensing the sword intent at this age.

She left the Sword Gate to cultivate the True Gate this time, and it was when she heard the news that Jian Wuxian had accepted disciples, which made her kill Long Mobai.

"This is your token..."Jian Wuxian smiled, then threw out the token to enter the sword tower and said, "Fight for this opportunity..."

A smile flashed in his eyes, and no one knew the meaning of the smile on his face.

Only Long Mobai and himself can condense the sword in the world, and only Long Mobai can condense the sword in a short period of time, and he can't think of a second person.

Therefore, Jian Wuxian had already guessed that the woman in front of him was Long Mobai, but he also doubted in his heart that he would replace Mount Emei to participate in the candidate for the head of the sect.

"Thank you... Immortal Elders. ”

After Long Mobai took the token, he bowed to the sword without hesitation, and then turned around and walked towards the sword tower, his steps were light and his expression was natural.

When leaving, he didn't forget to wink at Xue Luo in the distance, who pretended not to see it.

When Long Mobai was the first to get the token in this way, it made everyone's faces embarrassed, including Ye Yunxiao and Duan Qianhong.

Only Luo Xihan didn't have too many mood swings, she knew that Long Mobai was very powerful, and he was the most demonic existence she had ever seen in the male cultivator.