In a huge karst cave that is tens of zhang high and several zhang wide.

Above the roof of the cave, there was a white bulge, which was dripping downward, white thick droplets, and white mist was emitted around the droplets.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

It may be that the droplets are too thick and difficult to melt into water, so countless droplets of white droplets continue to be superimposed and accumulated on the ground of the cave, and I don't know how many years have passed, and finally become one, only more than one foot, half a large white column, the whole body is like jade, the gelado is like paste, the surface is not smooth and translucent, but a frosted dark light, and scattered a faint white mist.

If Wu Chen is present, I am afraid that he will exclaim, Lingyu!

Only the purest aura, in a special environment, after several years of condensation, finally converged into liquid, that is, the spiritual liquid, and the spiritual liquid after years of backlogg, precipitation, and finally turned into a milky white solid with a frosted texture on the surface, because its shape resembles mutton fat white jade, so it is called "spiritual jade"

And this small spirit jade pillar, which is no more than the size of a palm, is afraid that it will take hundreds of years to condense.

The greatest use of spiritual jade is recovery, no matter whether you are exhausted of Xuan Qi or exhausted by force, as long as you swallow a piece of spiritual jade, it will recover as much as eighty percent in an instant, and regardless of race, there is no after-effect.

And the spirit jade is on the Xuanwu Continent, I am afraid that it has disappeared for thousands of years, and I don't know how many monks still remember it.

"Smack!" A crisp sound, a slender palm stretched out towards the spiritual jade on the ground, slowly and accurately breaking the roots.

Holding the spirit jade in his palm, he lifted it up.

The jade was folded by a handsome man with a delicate face in a white robe, a face with a logo under his long black hair, big black eyes, a high nose, and appropriately thick purple-red lips.

At the corner of his mouth, there was an evil smile.

The other hand reached into his bosom and fumbled for a black brocade bag embroidered with gold trim.

The milky white spirit jade in his hand was carefully put into the brocade bag, tied tightly, and put it in his arms.

Standing up with satisfaction, the smile on his face became more and more evil.

The white-robed man didn't expect that he would have such a harvest when he first arrived at this place.

Not far behind the evil man, there were more than 20 people in Moyo, all dressed in black robes, kneeling in single paint, silently waiting for the white-robed man.

The evil white-robed man, who seemed to remember everyone, turned around and asked, "All the states are in the same door, and they have all arrived?"

The man in the white robe did not name and let people answer, so the four men in black kneeling at the front, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to answer.

It's not that everyone doesn't want to answer, but they don't dare, they really don't dare, the person in front of him is notoriously moody, and it is just commonplace to rise up and kill people.

The half-tall black-clothed young man on the left gritted his teeth, knelt forward half a step, and arched his hand: "Back to the young master, there are still five people in Beizhou, including his subordinates. ”

The white-robed man still didn't make any moves, and he still had an evil smile on his face.

The remaining three men in black also spoke up separately.

"Young master, there are a total of eight people in Zhongzhou, including his subordinates. ”

"Young master, there are still five people in Nanzhou, including his subordinates. ”

"Young Lord, West ...... There are three people in Xizhou, including his subordinates. “

"Oh!" When the last man in black finished speaking, the young man in white robe visibly sighed.

Silence returned to the empty cavern.

"Click!" another drop of thick emulsion dripped onto the stone floor, starting a new round of accumulation.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and wiped a handful of sweat.

"Bang!" sounded, only to see the white-robed man, in an instant came to the leader of the black man in Xizhou, the sword light flickered in an instant, and the back of the leader of the black man in Xizhou suddenly appeared A sword tip, the cold light flickered, and there was no trace of blood.

With a "bang", the white-robed man pulled out the long sword that he pulled out of nowhere, but the black-robed man fell to the ground in a daze, his protruding eyes didn't even understand why he was dying, and the white-robed man obviously didn't mean to explain to him.

"One state has only entered three, don't you know that the sect doesn't raise waste?" Although the white-robed man was still smiling, everyone felt a burst of coldness.

He turned his head and said, "The two in Xizhou will be under the rule of your Northern State." ”

"Yes, young master. The half-tall black-clothed boy replied without a trace of hesitation.

"The cards are still there, right?"

"In. The three of them replied in unison, their palms into their arms, and they groped for a palm-sized black crystal card.

"Beiyi, the time of Xuanhu, how long has it been since it opened. ”

Beiyi, a half-tall black-clothed young man, bowed his head and replied, "Young Master, eight days have passed since today. ”

"Then activate all the Xuanpai tomorrow, everyone will move closer to the traces on the Zhongzhou Xuanpai, so that those few middle-earth monks who are accustomed to being the boss can also see the demeanor of our Demon Sect, and the persimmon still has to be pinched hard. ”

"Yes," the three replied in unison.

"Tell me about it, there are all those young talents on this Xuanhu Lake, and the province won't recognize each other when they meet. ”

Several people seem to have gradually become accustomed to the strange requirements of the white-robed young man, in short, just obey.

The leader of the black-clothed people in Zhongzhou, "Zhongyi", took the lead and said: "Young master, it is Xuan Zhihan who is from Middle Earth, and it is rumored that it seems to be a closed disciple of a Xuan Sheng elder in Middle Earth. The cultivation is not clear, and the subordinates guess that there is already the early stage of the Xuanshi, and the Tianzong has also sent people, and the leader is Zhang Yu called the Zhang family. ”

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, with a "bang!", the man in white kicked the other party in the chest.

After the black-clothed man "Zhongyi" who fell to the ground spit out a mouthful of blood, he endured the colics in his body and knelt at the feet of the white-robed man again.

"Even such a small piece of news, you Zhongzhou can't confirm it, it seems that your Zhongzhou is also a pile of waste, if it weren't for the fact that you are still a little useful, you are not much better than him now." ”

Of course, "Zhongyi" knows who "he" refers to.

Zhong Yi, whose head was almost buried on the ground, said in a deep voice: "Thank you for the grace of young master not to kill." ”

The white-robed man looked at another man in black.

"Young master, there are no monks in Nanzhou who have entered Xuanhu. ”

looked at the black-clothed man on the far left, "Beiyi"

"Young Master, the closed disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect Master of Beizhou, Zhong Wuzhi, this time led the monks of the Heavenly Dao Academy into Xuanhu, after investigation, Zhong Wuzhi has the early cultivation of Xuanshi. ”

The white-robed man looked at Beiyi's half-tall figure and finally nodded with satisfaction for the first time.

And the "Beiyi" who bowed his head, but the figure of Wu Chen, who was dressed in a Tiandao Academy robe and always had a smile on that ordinary face, hesitated, but still did not report Wu Chen, who won Zhong Wuji in the freshman assessment, to the white-robed man in front of him.

"Alright, you all leave first, prepare yourselves, and start going tomorrow to encircle and suppress those Middle-earth monks. ”

"Yes, young master. All the men in black exited the gloomy cave with a lot of concern, and only the young master who had summoned them for the first time was left in the cave, and the man in black who was lying on the ground, lifeless.

Standing outside the cave, "Beiyi" looked up at the still bright sunlight overhead, only to feel a chill in his body.

Bei Er on the side said lightly: "My lord, do you want to prepare in advance?"

Kita nodded, then glanced back at the cave and disappeared in place.