Before and after a stick of incense, Miao Daoyi rushed over with his master, Fan Zhiying, the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

On the spot, he wrote out ten sets of swordsmanship to Zhao Kemo.

"There are three volumes of the basics, six unique sword skills, and one sword technique!"

Fan Zhi should hand over the silent swordsmanship to Zhao Ke, although the three volumes of the basic chapter are a bit suspicious of paddling, but Zhao Ke does not plan to care about this problem.

Anyway, it's not for myself.

Give two bottles of Guben Pill to Fan Zhiying, no more, no less than a hundred pills.

After Fan Zhiying carefully examined it, he suddenly showed a satisfied look on his face.

The Quanzhen Sect majored in the Inner Dan Stream, focusing on the unity of heaven and man, and although the medical Tao was also a compulsory course, the attainment of alchemy was much worse.

Zhao Ke's 100 Guben Dan, if it is changed to the side of the Zhengyi Alliance, I am afraid that it will be worthless.

Speaking of which, it is also strange that the Quanzhen Sect fought alone, if it had been enveloped by the Taoists of the North and the South early and formed a huge Taoist alliance, I am afraid that if the Buddhists wanted to move the Quanzhen Sect, I don't know how many more years it would take to plan before it could be successful.

Of course, if that's really the case, maybe the Yuan Dynasty will try its best to get rid of the Quanzhen Sect without waiting for Buddhism to make a move.

Saying only that everything can be said is often two-sided.

Most people can only see one side, but they can't see the other side of the mountain.

Zhao Ke was no exception, only at this time, when he saw Zhang Zhijing for a mere hundred solid pills, he did not hesitate to take out the sword technique of the Quanzhen Sect, and Zhao Ke understood Zhang Zhijing's distress in a trance.

I believe that if Zhang Zhijing knew that these Guben Dan were the lowest-level drugs in the ghost market, let alone the Imperial Sword Technique, even if it was some garbage abilities of the Quanzhen Sect, they could easily exchange them.

I don't know if Zhang Zhijing will be depressed for a long time.

Of course, he was depressed or not Zhao Ke didn't know, but Qi Liang on the side was already depressed.

When it was determined that the price paid by Zhao Ke was only a hundred Guben Pills, Qi Liang forcibly endured the sweetness in his mouth and bit the corners of his lips.

"Here you go."

Zhao Ke didn't even glance at the ten swordsmanship, and threw them to Qi Liang like garbage: "They said last time they wanted to teach me in person, and I am not uncommon, if you say it earlier, let him teach you." ”

Zhao Ke's clone waved his hand after speaking: "Remember the plan we agreed on tonight, there is still some time, you can slowly comprehend it here." ”

Until after Zhao Ke left.

Qi Liang's mind was still echoing with the words of Zhao Ke's clone.

Zhang Zhijing personally passed on the swordsmanship!!

I'm not uncommon with this garbage!!

If you say it earlier, I'll let him teach you!!

"Poof!"

Qi Liang's chest was hot, and he couldn't hold it back anymore, a mouthful of blood spit out, pointing in the direction of Zhao Ke's departure, he was about to go crazy.

This is like if you want to sign a big order, you are accompanying the customer to eat, and you are accompanying the customer to drink, and even the big sword is your money.

Seeing that the order was about to be signed, a new employee came to the company, shouted to the customer and shouted his godfather, and the list was signed on the new employee.

This depression...... It's just mad.

After a long period of effort, Qi Liang eased his breath, put his things away, turned around with a dark face and ran to the place agreed with Zhao Ke.

In view of the disappearance of Uji today and the bloodbath of the Great Food Sect, everyone went back early and began to digest today's events.

Zhao Ke What they can deduce, others are not stupid.

Naturally, there is no shortage of people who deduce that as long as the one in front of them disappears, then they will be able to live one more day until it is their turn.

The idea emerged.

As a result, tonight, the life of Guter, the sect leader of the Holy Sound Palace, was not very good.

If Uji hadn't disappeared today, then he would have died.

This was supposed to make Gutyre happy.

But he was not happy.

"Sect Master, we can't sit still, if we can't do it, let's leave, we will desperately send you away!"

Buck, Guthair's eldest disciple, put his fist on his heart, hoping that Guthair would leave as soon as possible.

"Leave?"

Gutaile shook his head, looked out of the tent, and smiled, "The Sinbowl won't let me go, and neither will they. ”

"They??"

Buck looked stunned, then suddenly became vigilant, quickly pulled out the scimitar at his waist and scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

In the dark woods, I don't know when, there was not even a single insect chirping.

"Guys, do you have to let me die?" Gutail's eyes suddenly deepened.

There was a steady stream of footsteps in the woods.

"One, ten, twenty ......"

Buck listened to the footsteps to determine the number of coming, calculating in his mind the direction in which he would break through.

It's just that when the figures in the dark night appeared one by one, Buck was stunned for a moment, and then his whole face turned pale, and the familiar faces made Buck's blood all over his body cold.

It wasn't ordinary people who came, the leader of the Voodoo Cult, the Sword Saint of the Holy Sword Sect, and the Night Demon known as the Great Black Sky, etc.

Even the most surprising thing was that the head of Manichaeism came in person.

These are all top masters whose strength is no less than that of the Dark Horse Sect Master, and the Manichaean Sect Master is the pinnacle of them.

And that's not even counting the top players under their command.

With so many masters coming here together, this is to force their sect leader to death.

The Manichaean Master's expression was very gentle, and there was even a little guilt in his eyes.

After a moment's deliberation, as if to organize the language, he whispered to Guterre.

"Gutail, we are also forced to do it, speaking of which, we are also grasshoppers on the same rope, we have to do it, we don't want to make a move, please kill yourself."

"Suicide!"

Listening to the Manichaean master say such cruel and merciless words in such a humble tone.

A chill ran through Buck's heart.

People can be so selfish.

Buck looked back at his sect leader's indifferent expression, and couldn't help but turn around and roar angrily, "Aren't you afraid that the sin bowl will settle accounts with you?" ”

"Reckoning? What is the account? He committed suicide, and what does it have to do with us? ”

Voodoo Sect Leader Ge Yanwu couldn't help but sneer.

That's right, suicide, what does it have to do with them, even if Sin Bo Luo wants to settle accounts afterwards, but the law does not blame the public, they are all people on the list, can Sin Bo Luo kill them all in no order?

"If we don't do it, we are already giving you face, rest assured that after you die, we, the Western Regions Sects, from now on, each family is willing to cede a part of the territory to compensate you for the Holy Sound Palace."

The Manichaean master tried to calm his tone as much as he could.

But wolves are wolves, and no matter how good they look, they can't hide their cannibalistic nature.

Buck wanted to refuse.

At this time, Gutaile spoke: "Can you save my disciples?" ”

After everyone looked at each other, they only heard the voodoo leader say, "Let's try our best." ”

"Hehe, don't listen to them, sect master, let's kill them!"

Buck tipped the scimitar across his chest, intending to fight the men.

It was only at this time that Guteril's palm was gently caressed on the top of Buck's head, and Guterre was already fifty years old, which was already considered an old age in this era.

He looked at Buck with a kind look and said, "Silly boy, haven't you noticed that until now, your junior brothers haven't rushed over?" ”

Buck was stunned for a moment, and looked around with a blank expression, and sure enough, the junior disciples who were originally on duty were gone, and no one rushed to support them now.

Seeing this, Buck's brain buzzed, and his fingers trembled involuntarily.

"Don't worry, they're not dead, they're just stunned by my Wan Xiang San."

Voodoo Sect Leader Gyanwu's black face grinned, revealing his big black buckteeth, and his fingertips pinching his beard, he was bound to Gutail's death.

Otherwise, if it goes smoothly tomorrow, then according to the order, five, six, seven, he is afraid that he will not survive tomorrow's sun.

"Gutyre, please do it. We'll make sure you don't have to go painful at all! ”

The Manichaean leader spoke.

It's bound to be strong, and sometimes it's not your turn to choose.

Especially when the vast majority think you can be sacrificed, you will know how dark and unforgiving the world is.

"Wait!"

At this time, an angry roar came from the clouds, and then Qi Liang's holy light shield broke through the sky and fell, and the moment it landed, the twelve holy light shields were arranged in a circle under Qi Liang's manipulation.

After Qi Liang casually threw a ball of holy light, the intense holy light suddenly converged into a pillar of light that seemed to pierce the sky under the refraction of the shield, illuminating the surroundings into a golden world.

"Boy, what are you doing!"

Seeing Qi Liang's sudden intervention, Ge Mingwu was anxious and angry, worried about attracting the attention of the guilty bowl.

"I don't care what you want to do, but have you ever thought about a question?"

"What's the problem?" The Manichaean Sect Master's face was not good, if it weren't for Qi Liang's body wearing the Dao robe of the Quanzhen Sect, he would have been unable to help but twist off this guy's head at this time.

"It's a very simple question, if two people play chess and one of the pieces is missing, then if the pieces cannot be replaced, should the same pieces of the opponent be discarded, so as to appear fair."

After Qi Liang's words fell, the Manichaean Master's expression gradually fell into deep thought.

Not only the Manichaean master, but also the rest of the people seemed to have the same expressions.

"These are just your suspicions." Ge Yanwu said with a cold face, although there is a possibility in this regard, there is no substantial evidence to prove Qi Liang's words.

"I think at this moment, Sin Bo Luo should have sensed the movement here, but why didn't he intervene to stop it?"

The pillar of light in front of Qi Liang was penetrating to the sky, and even ordinary monks who were far away in the Buddhist station believed that they could see it.

There's no reason why Sin Bo Luo wouldn't be aware of it, and if he realizes why he hasn't figured it out yet, then there's only one answer: "He's acquiescing to you correcting the order of his pieces." ”

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