There was no earth spirit bead on Luo Rulie's side in the Thunderbolt Hall, so his eyes could only lock on to the ancient vine forest in Anning Village.

However, the fat old man is not omniscient and omnipotent, he is just familiar with all kinds of classics, where does he know a small village with no reputation?

Because of this, Meng Fan could only ask Yun Chuiye, the history of the state assassin, for help, as long as he was willing to spend time, he would definitely gain something.

Of course, in order to avoid extraneous branches, collect all the five spirit beads as soon as possible, and settle the bag for safety, and multiple lines go hand in hand is the correct solution, maybe more clues can be found on the ghost side.

Frankly speaking, Meng Fan has high hopes for this.

Time flies.

Another three days passed.

At night, the moonlight shone into the house and sprinkled on the bluestone floor in front of the bed, while Meng Fan meditated cross-legged, and the thunder spirit bead in front of him was suspended in the air.

At this moment, the divine object has been restrained, and no longer releases violent spiritual power outward, only the purple light is like a sparkling wave.

"Containing the Thunder Dao, it is indeed a divine object, but it is a pity that it takes a lot of time to comprehend."

Withdrawing the Vast Divine Thoughts from it, Meng Fan shook his head, it was not that he was dissatisfied with Lei Lingzhu, but that his expectations were too high, and he hoped to obtain a profound method more than obtaining a single magic weapon.

"The five spirit beads are one, there should be a great creation, this is something closely connected with the Three Emperors."

According to the immortals in the book, Fuxi, Shennong, and Nuwa once joined forces to condense the power of the five spirits between heaven and earth to bind heaven and earth, but the earth tended to disintegrate due to excessive consumption of spiritual power, and had no choice but to return the five spirit beads to the leylines so that it could maintain the form of the earth.

Today, the great work has been completed, but no one has taken action to recover the five spirit beads......

Another realm.

Chonglou shattered a mirror that could project itself, and began to close his eyes and cultivate, and in an instant, a monstrous demonic aura filled the air, and the entire palace became more and more terrifying, and the momentum it exuded was far from the time when it descended on the human world.

"Lord Demon Venerable is cultivating?"

"Hmm."

A hundred years of loneliness, a thought becomes a demon.

The white-haired demon envoy Xi Feng had a brief conversation with another demon envoy who came in a hurry, and was about to wait patiently when he heard a voice from the hall:

"Come in."

Chonglou didn't seem to have finished his cultivation yet, but in fact he didn't have any thoughts, he just kept forcing himself to continue.

"Demon Venerable, my subordinates have heard the news of that person."

The demon envoy knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice: "This person should be related to the ghost world, not long ago, he rushed into the Shushan Lock Demon Tower, first killed the Heavenly Demon Emperor, and then imprisoned his soul ......"

Before he finished speaking, Chonglou suddenly opened his eyes, and the monstrous demonic flames burned in them.

This frightened the envoy and wondered what he had said wrong.

"Go on."

"Yes, yes......"

"Shushan is looking for him in the human world."

The magic envoy said, paused, carefully considered, and always observed Chonglou's expression, seeing that he did not stop him, only a mockery of Shushan appeared on his face, and then added:

"According to legend, it has something to do with the loss of the Divine Sword of Courage."

"Lost your guts? He is a person in the ghost world, what do you want to do with the sword. Chonglou frowned.

Hearing this, the demon envoy trembled and said:

"I don't know about my subordinates, but I can be sure that this person has been in deep contact with the pawnshop guy you follow."

"Come with me!"

When the words fell, Chonglou turned into a red light and flew out of the demon hall, leaving only the sound to echo in the empty hall.

Almost at the same time, the stream that had never opened its mouth disappeared with it.

As the unknown figure in the divine realm said, the Demon Respect Building cares about Sedum the most, no, it should be Feipeng, and anything about him will be taken seriously.

It's not just because of the unfinished battle, it's also about obsession.

In Chonglou's eyes, only by getting an answer of which is stronger and which is weaker, and letting that old matter have an ending, can he break through the bottleneck and become stronger.

Therefore, he wanted to get an answer from Meng Fan: Why should he take the gall?

If Fei Peng's strength decreases in battle due to the lack of a sword, then he is invincible, and his obsession still can't be removed!

Yuzhou City.

Yong'andang.

The sedum who was full of ambition was gently stroking a purple ancient sword, his eyes revealing shrewdness.

"The workmanship is exquisite, the history is long, according to my research, it should be the ancient ginger country."

"Boss, eat the fruit."

At this time, a simple and fat man handed over the apple and said curiously: "This sword looks so fierce, I touched it the day before yesterday, and I had nightmares at night." ”

"Soldiers, weapons of evil."

Sedum chewed the words, but unfortunately he couldn't hide the temperament of the street gangsters, and did not ask Mao Mao what he dreamed of, while gnawing on the apple, he stroked the sword body, stared at the spread out ancient books and said:

"According to legend, Jiang Yang and the two countries were at war, in order to save the country, the prince of Longyang cast a magic sword, but the sword was broken before the country was refined, and he died in the chaos."

"At the same time, Princess Jiang Guo and the sister of Longyang jumped into the sword-casting furnace to commit suicide, and the magic sword was ......made by the blood of the maid."

Listening to the introduction, Mao Mao suddenly realized.

"No wonder I had that dream."

After speaking, he looked at the magic sword with a vigilant face, this thing fell into the hands of others, it was as heavy as a mountain, but in the hands of his own boss, it was as light as a feather.

The night before yesterday, he touched it out of curiosity, and he had a series of terrifying nightmares at night-

In front of a city, the two armies fought, the flag waved, the blood flowed, and then the scenery changed, there was a tall sword furnace in the magnificent palace, and a beautiful woman in a blue wide-sleeved fairy dress jumped down, and the flames rose......

Immediately after, in a pitch-black space, there was a pool of blood boiling, and the surrounding demons were dancing wildly, and there were groups of monsters.

"Boss, be careful, this thing is terrifying, why don't we ask a white-clothed Taoist to take a look?"

White?

Dao Chief?

White tofu Xu Changqing!

As soon as he thought of this guy in his mind, Sedum shook his head, threw the apple core behind him, and said impatiently: "It's too troublesome." ”

In addition to Xu Changqing, he suddenly remembered the red-haired monster, the guy who sold swords for a penny, and ......

The thought turned sharply, and suddenly the eyes darkened.

Sedum subconsciously raised his head and saw Mao Mao stunned in place, and there was a dark red figure standing beside him, extremely tall.

"Red-haired...... No, God of Wealth! ”

Chonglou looked at the pile of books in front of him, in addition to the magic sword, he also put the abacus beside Sedum, and said with a cold face: "Call me Chonglou." ”

】

"Yes, yes, I remember you, Uncle Chonglou, you are my best friend in Sedum!"

Friend?

Chonglou was silent for a moment, and said coldly again:

"I don't need friends."

"What's going on with that Meng Fan?"

Another familiar name, I was just talking with it......

Sedum felt inexplicable and asked:

"Uncle Chonglou, do you know him? is also my good brother, he is really generous, he gave an antique for nothing, and he casually divided dozens of taels per person. ”

In Sedum's cognition, since he started his career, he has encountered two losers, not to mention stupid people, who appeared on the same day in a row.

Lucky day!

It would be better if the red-haired stupid big man in front of him didn't use force and didn't say anything in his mouth.

"Something, what did you all talk about!"

The corner of the room.

Mao Mao didn't know why, but he always felt that the red-haired weirdo was very similar to Aunt Wang who was selling vegetables next door, and her husband was caught stealing women last year, and his tone was similar to this.