What Lu Jingping hated most in his life were those innocent people who caused trouble, especially when he himself became a victim, so he had murderous intent towards Zhao Hong and Liu Yan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When these two people first appeared near him, he already knew that at the beginning, the route of these two people was obviously not running in his direction, but after seeing him, they suddenly changed, isn't this a disaster to the east?

Zhao Hong and Liu Yan came into contact with Lu Jing's cold gaze, and clearly felt the killing intent in it, and a fear suddenly arose in their hearts.

They couldn't even compete with Gu Yan, Meng Ke, and Li Yu, but these three people died in the hands of Lu Jing, if Lu Jing took action against them, they could only be killed, and they had no power to resist.

The world is full of accidents, and there are so many things that cannot be predicted.

Zhao Hong and Liu Yan originally only thought that Lu Jing was an ordinary second-layer monk who entered the Dao, so they did not hesitate to treat Lu Jing as a substitute for the dead ghost, but they didn't expect that Lu Jing would be so strong that they would kill the three Gu Yan and others who chased them to the sky and the ground.

When Zhao Hong and Liu Yan were flustered, Lu Jing had already searched for the treasures on the three corpses, and then took a step, the water vapor was hazy, and instantly appeared beside Zhao Hong and Liu Yan.

"Daoyou is young and successful, and his strength is strong, and he admires him." Zhao Hong smiled dryly, praying secretly in his heart that Lu Jing was open-minded and didn't care about what he had just done.

Liu Yan wanted to say something, opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything, just a little guilt in her eyes.

Lu Jing didn't speak, and he didn't bother to speak, the blood flashed, and the blood needle was already pinched between his two fingers, and it was murderous, like a cold snap in September, sweeping the earth.

"Fellow Daoist, slowly, slowly...... I have a treasure here that I can give to Daoyou, and I hope that Daoyou can let us go regardless of our past suspicions. ”

Zhao Hong saw that Lu Jing had a tendency to kill immediately, and there was also a magic weapon in his hand, so he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back, and hurriedly spoke.

"What a treasure." Lu Jing said coldly when he heard this, still holding the blood needle in his hand.

"The reason why the two of us were chased and killed by Gu Yan and the three of us was because of this treasure." Zhao Hong took out a golden sword from his storage bag and handed it to Lu Jing, "This is the golden sword that entered the Purple Cloud Ruins." ”

"Purple Cloud Ruins?"

Lu Jing took the golden sword, and his eyes lit up. He had also heard of the Purple Cloud Ruins, which were a cave left by a powerful Purple Cloud Master in the Middle Ages, which was opened once every ten years, and every time, many monks got treasures from it.

It is said that there is a genius treasure like 10,000-year-old chalcedony in the Purple Cloud Ruins.

He is ready to cultivate the Infinite Dao Sutra, but although this Dao Sutra is extremely mysterious, it is also quite difficult to cultivate, if he cultivates step by step, I am afraid that a hundred years may not be able to complete the cultivation of the Defective Dao Sutra, if there is a treasure like 10,000-year-old chalcedony to assist, it will be much easier to cultivate.

Zhao Hong reluctantly looked at the golden sword in Lu Jing's hand, this was a treasure that he had obtained with great difficulty, but no matter how good the treasure was, it was not as good as his life, if he didn't even have his life, what was the use of more treasures.

"I ask you, when will the Purple Cloud Ruins be opened in the near future." Lu Jing asked, this time, he put away the blood needle, and the murderous aura on his body gradually disappeared.

Zhao Hong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Lu Jing had no intention of killing him again: "Now there is still about a month before the Purple Cloud Ruins open. ”

"One month ......" Lu Jing frowned, feeling that the time was too tight, and there were still two months to participate in the trip to the secret realm arranged by the sect, he originally wanted to take advantage of this time to do more tasks to earn more contribution points, and then exchange for one or two intermediate spell cultivation to prepare for the trip to the secret realm.

"It seems that I don't have time to do the task for the time being, but now that I have cultivated the Sleepy God Finger, I am not in a hurry to cultivate the intermediate spell."

The Purple Cloud Ruins are opened, Lu Jing will definitely not miss it, the trip to the secret realm of the sect is a chance, and the Purple Cloud Ruins is not a chance? Moreover, maybe the harvest in the Purple Cloud Ruins will be greater than the trip to the secret realm.

What's more, if the Heavenly Grant does not take it, it will suffer from it, and the golden sword that entered the Purple Cloud Ruins has been obtained, and there is no reason to miss it again.

"There are three things to do before the trip to the secret realm of the sect: first, consolidate the proficient trapped divine finger; second, advance to the third floor of the entrance road; Third, head to the Purple Cloud Ruins! ”

After sorting out his thoughts, Lu Jing didn't even glance at Zhao Hong and Liu Yan, and with a shake of his body, he turned into a dragon-shaped water and returned in the direction of the Yin Demon Sect.

Six days later, Lu Jing returned to the Yin Demon Sect.

"Lu Jing, here."

As soon as Lu Jing stepped on Bishui Peak, he heard someone shouting at him, and when he looked up, he saw Lie Wuya half-lying on a big rock, holding a wine gourd, drinking wine gracefully.

"Senior Brother Lie, why are you drinking here, you won't be here to wait for me to come back." Lu Jing smiled slightly, his body shook, and appeared beside Lie Wuya.

Lie Wuya put away the wine gourd, and looked at Lu Jing with a slightly serious face: "Yes, I just waited for you here, and besides, I've been waiting for you for more than half a month." ”

"Did something happen?" Lu Jing's face was slightly gloomy, he knew that something would definitely happen that was unfavorable to him, otherwise, Lie Wuya would not have to block the door of Bishui Peak, and he had been waiting for him for more than half a month.

"The deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall has been replaced, and the original Deacon Li has been promoted to the sixth floor of the Purple Mansion, and in order to impact the Vientiane Realm, he went out to travel and hone his state of mind." Lie Wuya said slowly.

Lu Jing looked at Lie Wuya suspiciously, the meaning in his eyes couldn't be more obvious, what does the change of deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall have to do with him?

Lie Wuya said in a deep voice: "The new deacon's surname is Qin!" ”

"Surname Qin? Could it be Qin Zihao's clansmen? Lu Jing was shocked in his heart, and he had a bad feeling.

"Yes, Deacon Qin is Qin Zihao's uncle, you have offended Qin Zihao, be careful that he lets Deacon Qin deal with you." Lie Wuya reminded.

"It's bad news."

Lu Jing's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, a powerful figure like the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall was too threatening to him, and if he wanted to deal with him as a powerless outer disciple, it was as easy as it was.

Moreover, basically all the affairs of the outer disciples are also handled by the deacon of the outer sect, even if that deacon Qin blatantly deals with him, I am afraid that no one will say a word for him.

This feeling of being like a blade in his throat, Lu Jing didn't like it very much.

"If you need help with something, you can just come to me. This is the address of my cave, when you want to find me, you can pass the book on the crane. Lie Wuya told Lu Jing the address of his cave mansion, shook his head, and left.

"It seems that we can only take one step at a time! I want to become stronger as soon as possible, but if I advance to the fourth level of the Dao and become an inner disciple, I won't be so easily threatened by others. ”

Lu Jing took a deep breath, a hint of perseverance flashed in his eyes, this difficulty could not hit him.