Chapter 187

However, he said that the spirit came to the ghost, so he immediately sent someone to investigate the origin of the white jade hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIt's been a long time, and everyone can only say a rough idea. Fortunately, the people who cultivate immortals have a good memory, and I vaguely remember that the person who came here to sell the white jade bracelet was a middle-aged male cultivator with a beard. There are also those who are good at danqing, and they draw their faces on paper.

Ling Jun took the paper portrait and traced it carefully.

Immortal cultivators have the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth, and trying to find an ordinary monk in the vast cultivation realm is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, Ling Jun has been in business for many years and has a wide range of contacts, so this matter is not difficult for him to just need a few words of communication and advice. As long as the male cultivator is still alive, he will definitely be able to find the deity.

Rao is like this, and it took three years to find that male cultivator. Originally, as soon as this person left the secluded realm, he began to retreat, and he was not seen until he happened to go out to buy pills.

The shop where he bought the pill happened to be Lingjun. At that time, the little boy in the store looked at this male cultivator a little familiar, thought for a moment, and then matched the face on the portrait of this person.

At that time, the male correction was about to leave, but the little boy was quite clever, and immediately called him: "Daojun stays!" ”

The male cultivator stopped, turned around and saw the little boy's eyes roll, and said with a smile: "There are still a few high-grade pills in the room, Dao Jun wants to take a look?" ”

The male cultivator didn't notice anything wrong, and when he heard this, he happily moved inside. It seems to be unremarkable here, but in fact, there is a lot of mystery - when Lingjun first opened this store, he deliberately arranged a formation in the middle, and if there were unscrupulous people here, the children in the store also had a way to deal with it.

The male cultivator walked into the formation and didn't know it, with one hand behind him, and the other hand stroking his beard, he looked around and asked, "Where is the pill?" ”

Xiao Tong smiled and said, "Nature is ...... In the hands of our shopkeepers. Daojun, you can rest here for a while, and the shopkeeper will come to see you in a moment! ”

After saying that, he walked out. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately, he wrote a summons to Lingjun to explain the situation.

The male cultivator didn't care at first, but the so-called "shopkeeper" would come over soon, and he would sell him a lot of high-grade pills. But he waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the shopkeeper at all, and the original boy was gone.

The male cultivator frowned slightly, and felt a little wrong in his heart. Pacing slowly, intending to go out to see what was going on, he found that he couldn't get out of the room at all.

The male cultivator was worried in his heart, only when he ran into a black shop that sought money and harmed people's lives.

After a long time, as if he saw the shadow of a child walking over, the male cultivator asked tentatively, "Fellow Daoist, why are you trapped me here?" ”

The boy told the truth: "The shopkeeper has commanded that if he meets you, he must take you to him." My cultivation is not as good as you, and you will not be willing to go to the shopkeeper with me when I think of it, so I have to lock you up first. There are many disrespectful places, and I hope that the Taoist is not strange. ”

The male cultivator was very strange in his heart, but he didn't know what kind of grievances he had with the shopkeeper here.

After all, Xiao Tong was afraid of offending this Yuan Infant Daojun, so he added: "If the shopkeeper's summons is not important, I will let you out immediately." ”

The male cultivator couldn't help but ask, "Who is your shopkeeper?" ”

"Naturally, he is a big man in the Southern Regions." Xiao Tong didn't know whether to say it or not, so he brought it over, "I really don't know when Jun provoked the shopkeeper, and he actually provoked him to search for Daojun's traces in the entire Southern Regions." ”

The male cultivator's face changed slightly, and he wanted to ask more carefully, but the little boy just said, "I don't know what it is." ”

After Lingjun received the summons, he immediately rushed over, and the little boy saw that he had come in person, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pointed to the inside: "Senior, that person is inside." ”

Ling Jun glanced at Xiao Tong with an approving look, and the latter was quite useful.

Walking into the room quickly, I saw the male cultivator looking at him blankly, maybe he had been sleepy here for a long time, and his beard looked a lot more honest.

The male cultivator probably understood in his heart that the god-transforming monk in front of him, dressed in a black robe, should be the shopkeeper in the mouth of the little boy. Although there are many talents in the Southern Regions, there are few people who have truly reached the realm of transforming gods. The vigilance and sanity that Xiu Xian had cultivated for many years returned, and the male cultivator looked at Ling Jun quietly while secretly speculating about his identity.

Ling Jun asked bluntly, "The spirit treasure you sold on the ghost that day was a handy?" ”

The male cultivator was silent for a long time, as if reminiscing, and only after a moment did he say: "That day, I peddled a lot of spiritual treasures, among which there seems to be a hand. ”

Lingjun continued to ask unhurriedly, "Oh? What does that hand stick look like? ”

"Made of white jade, it is quite delicate and gorgeous." The male cultivator recalled carefully, "There is still a formation buried inside. ”

This description is the same as the hand that Qin Yue took out at the beginning, and this male cultivator is indeed the person who sold Xi Zhao's hand at the beginning.

Ling Jun quickly confirmed this fact, and then carefully interrogated: "Where did you get that white jade handsmith?" ”

"This ......," the male cultivator was stunned. Immortal cultivators, if they are not deeply related, will definitely not ask about such a secret matter as the origin of the spirit treasure.

Ling Jun was a little impatient, and urged: "You just have to say it." Wherever you get it, just answer truthfully. ”

When he said this, he unconsciously brought the coercion of the god cultivator, and the male cultivator's ears were full of continuous ringing, and there was sharp pain in his internal organs.

"Seniors spare their lives, I say yes." The male cultivator immediately gave in and slowly confided the truth, "It's a long story, that white jade hand bracelet was originally an accessory for a female cultivator in the Dan period, and she used it a few times when she was fighting, but it was not inconspicuous. But one of my companions recognized that it was a formation, and it was still a top-level formation, and I noticed it...... Later, when I saw that the female cultivator easily killed the three seven-rank demon beasts with her handkeeping, I, I was just greedy for a while......"

Ling Jun frowned involuntarily and asked, "You killed that female cultivator?" ”

"No, no." The male cultivator waved his hand again and again, "I was afraid that killing people and snatching treasures would damage the Dao Heart, so I only forced her to hand over the bracelet, and it didn't hurt her life." ”

Ling Jun's tone softened: "Why don't you keep the bracelet for your own use, but sell it instead?" ”

"I saw that the nun had a token hanging from her waist, as if it was from the Mu Shao Sect...... Most people from the sect should not be provoked. I'm afraid that in the future, I will be in vain, so I will simply sell the handsmith, at least I can get some spirit stones. Unexpectedly, it's still ......" The male cultivator paused, glanced at Ling Jun, and didn't say any more. (To be continued.) )