Chapter Ninety-Six: Departure

As soon as the words fell, the white-bearded old man immediately laughed twice, looked at Gongsun Yangming, and said impatiently: "The old man has no opinion!" Of course, the sooner the better!"

"Gongsun Daoyou, can you postpone it for two days, after all, the Tao Fair is only held once in twenty years, so it would be a pity to miss it!" Sitting in the southwest corner of the hall, a monk dressed as a scribe said with a look of embarrassment.

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In the hall, all kinds of voices suddenly sounded one after another, and the whole scene seemed to be extremely chaotic...

However, it was obvious that the minds of the vast majority of the monks in the hall had already been occupied by the elixir of the divine aura just now, so they naturally hoped that the sooner they set off, the better...

However, there are quite a few monks who come to the Pindao Society, at least seven or eight people, and they obviously don't want to miss the treasure hunt, nor do they want to miss the Pindao Club that is close in front of them...

Gongsun Yangming's face was very calm, and he slowly glanced at the people in the hall, but he didn't speak, just quietly watched the people arguing there...

After about a cup of tea, the hall slowly quieted down.....

After all, those monks who advocated leaving as soon as possible still accounted for the vast majority, after a confrontation of words and swords, the seven or eight monks who insisted on participating in the Tao of Taste began to waver, their attitude was not so resolute, after all, this treasure hunt was only once in their immortal cultivation career, and if they missed it, they might not have it again, and after careful consideration, they slowly acquiesced!

At this time, Gongsun Yangming showed a satisfied smile!

When everyone saw that there was a result, a few people immediately got up and wanted to say goodbye and leave...

At this moment, the Agni True Monarch suddenly laughed strangely, then stood up and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the old man still has something to say, this treasure exploration is not trivial, once the news leaks, then the consequences, I believe you should all know the consequences..... The old man thought about it again and again, and felt that it was safe enough for everyone to leave a drop of essence blood..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall changed their faces greatly...

Although the monks who were in the middle stage of the Yudan were ugly, they did not have a seizure.... However, several monks in the late stage of the Jiedan directly turned pale, and their cold eyes stared at the Flame True Monarch, and the murderous intent contained in it was even more undisguised.

In the world of cultivating immortals, monks attach great importance to their own essence and blood, because this is not only related to some of their own secrets, but also once the essence blood is obtained, it is easy to be controlled by others!

The Flame True Monarch made this request, and immediately made him the target of everyone!

Being stared at by so many pairs of hostile eyes, Agni Zhenjun didn't seem to care, smiled faintly, and said: "Don't misunderstand, fellow Daoists, the old man has no other meaning to do this, collecting everyone's essence blood is just to facilitate the whereabouts of everyone in the past three days, in case someone leaves during this time or encounters something unexpected that causes the news to leak... I believe that if you don't have other thoughts, you should all understand... This time the stakes are very high, the news must not be leaked, and the old man has no choice but to do it, and the old man promises that when he gathers in three days, he will naturally return the essence and blood to you..."

After speaking, Agni Zhenjun took out a strange artifact the size of a palm from the storage bag on his waist and put it on the ground, as soon as this artifact left the storage bag, it immediately began to grow larger, and in the blink of an eye, it was already more than half a person tall.... And its shape,

It's like an alchemy furnace, the whole body is carved from jade, and there are two lifelike eagles carved around.... However, the upper mouth of the furnace is solid, and there are no less than thirty small holes in it.....

Agni Zhenjun pointed to the artifact on the ground and said: "This thing is an eagle Yangding, I believe that all Taoist friends have seen this thing in their own sect, as long as each person leaves a drop of essence blood on it, then, once someone leaves the city, or transmits the news to the outside world through the jade slip, the old man can perceive it in the first time.... This time the stakes are very high, the old man does not want any mistakes, so he made this decision, I hope all Taoist friends can be considerate...."

This Eagle Yang Ding is generally a means used by the big sects in order to monitor those disciples who have a tendency to judge the sect in the door, and its effect is indeed as the Flame True Monarch said, there are many monks in the hall who are from the big sects, so they are naturally not very unfamiliar with this thing... This tripod does not cause physical harm to the person who hands over the essence and blood, and its only function is to monitor!

But even so, handing over a drop of essence blood out of thin air still makes everyone feel extremely unwilling! However, what the Flame True Monarch said on the surface was reasonable, so that everyone couldn't refute it for a while, including those angry monks in the late stage of the Jiedan....

For a moment, the entire second floor fell into silence again...

Gongsun Yangming broke the silence at this time, he slowly got up, walked to the front of the eagle Yangding, a burst of light on his body shone, a drop of bright red blood slowly forced out from his eyebrows, and then directly submerged into a small hole above the Ding, immediately the small hole emitted a dazzling red light, after a while, the red light became weak, when the light disappeared, the small hole also disappeared without a trace....

Subsequently, the cold woman also stepped forward and dripped a drop of blood into the ding....

Seeing this, everyone was gloomy, knowing that these three people must be a group, but there was no way, it seemed that if they wanted to participate in the treasure hunt, it was inevitable to hand over the essence and blood......

Wang Yi's divine sense swept over this tripod, and he smiled in his heart, he once asked for Yang Wenlong Xu Hao's eyebrows and blood with such a purpose, so he naturally knew what this meant.... Although the methods are different, the effect is not much worse, they are all through the wisp of essence contained in the other party's essence and blood, and then use their own divine sense to achieve the purpose of monitoring the other party.... With Wang Yi's current divine consciousness in the infancy stage, he is naturally not afraid of what tricks this Flame True Monarch will play, but he still has to do enough work on the surface, and after pretending to hesitate in place for a long time, he reluctantly stepped forward and dripped a drop of blood into the Ding...

His move naturally aroused the favor of Agni Zhenjun and Gongsun Yangming, and both of them cast appreciative glances at him....

Seeing that Wang Yi had injected essence blood into the ding, the others slowly stepped forward after thinking about it again, and reluctantly dripped their own drops of essence blood into the other small holes in the ding.

This process was not slow, and after a few moments, almost everyone had already injected essence blood into the Dingnei.....

The Flame True Monarch only showed a hint of joy on his face at this time, looked up at everyone, seemed to sense everyone's dissatisfaction, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, this essence blood will definitely be returned to you in three days!" The old man promised not to do anything shady with this." After finishing speaking, the big sleeve waved directly, and the eagle slowly shrank, and then he put it into the storage bag....

Everyone was in a bad mood, and naturally they didn't want to stay here longer, so they all left with gloomy faces...

Wang Yi also mixed in the crowd, and after leaving the "Yuelai Pavilion", he returned to the attic where he lived alone and began to continue his cultivation again.

Although three days is not a long time, Wang Yi does not intend to waste it, he is basically immersed in cultivation, constantly improving some of the magical powers he has mastered....

However, considering that there might be a certain risk in the treasure hunt three days later, he still went out on the afternoon of the third day and bought six flying swords in the Fang City at a high price.

Compared with some famous immortal cultivation cities, the Fang market of this Yandang Peak is still slightly insufficient, I thought that there should be a lot of things to hold a tasting meeting here, and it should not be a big problem to buy seventeen flying swords cultivated during the Dan period, who knew that when he finished shopping all the shops that sold magic weapons and magic weapons, he only bought four flying swords, and the other two were purchased at a high price from a place that specializes in selling magic weapons in the auction house... Wasted an afternoon to buy only six flying swords, this result made Wang Yi sigh a few times in his heart.... It seems that the wish to gather enough twenty-four flying swords to form the "Great Luo Immortal Sword Array" is difficult to realize in this place...

Back in the attic, Wang Yi practiced these flying swords in his hand one by one according to the secret method, plus the flying swords in his storage bag, a total of thirteen, or formed a simple Da Luo Immortal Sword Formation, although the power is much worse than the complete sword array, but after testing the effect, Wang Yi still couldn't help but nodded, this simple sword array can still exert about forty percent of the power of the complete sword array, if the average Yuan Dynasty monk falls into this array, it is basically impossible to retreat...

Wang Yi put away the sword formation and looked at the sky outside, at this time, there were still a few hours before the time agreed by everyone, and at this time, he planned to meditate and breathe, so as to make up for the loss of essence in his body due to refining the sword array....

Two hours later, Wang Yi opened his eyes with great energy, at this time the sky outside was already white, he cleaned up his things a little, and slowly walked out of the attic.

When I got out of the inn, although it was still early in the morning, the streets were already full of monks coming and going... Next to the inn where Wang Yi stayed, there was a specially designated refining pavilion in front of the Tao Society, and there were even densely packed monks... Wang Yi's divine sense took a closer look, and he found that there were at least a dozen monks in the Dan stage inside, and there was even one monk who was wrapped in a hazy mist, and with Wang Yi's divine sense cultivation, he couldn't see the true face of this person, and this person had obviously noticed Wang Yi's prying eyes, and a domineering spiritual power fluctuation suddenly rose on his body, and he wanted to devour Wang Yi's divine sense... Wang Yi's heart sank, he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he quickly withdrew his sense, and then disappeared into the bustling crowd....

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