Volume 1 Sword of the Son of Heaven Chapter 163 Burning the Qidan Pavilion
Back at Si Ruonan's refining shop, Yun Quanpan sat in an empty room.
The refiner shop is actually closed.
Si Ruonan is grafting the spiritual root with all his might, and he can't be disturbed.
Almost every shop in Fang City has a simple magic circle, and Yun Que already knows how to pass here, which is similar to his own home.
didn't bother Si Ruonan, after Yun Que came back, he tried the fire spirit rune first.
Sure enough, as Yu Qingfu said, each one is well-made and full of aura.
This thing flew out one by one, which was very dangerous for Qi Refining Realm cultivators, and ten of them exploded together, and the sword couldn't carry it.
Due to the high cost, few people fight alone with spirit runes.
It's like throwing money out.
Ten sheets out, two hundred spirit stones are gone!
The price of two high-grade magic weapon flying swords!
There are so many spirit stones, is it good to buy a flying sword, sharp and practical.
If it is broken, it can be used as a shovel, a saw, and a hoe, and the use value is extremely high.
The spirit rune thing, if it explodes, it explodes, and there is nothing left except a sea of fire.
Eun Zhi exhausted his savings to buy ten sword talismans, intending to take revenge, but in vain.
He's actually too poor.
If he could afford a hundred Fire Spirit Runes, Yun Que would definitely turn around and run away.
"Cultivating immortals is necessary for wealth, and wealth is the head."
Yun Que is not without emotion.
Whether in the mundane realm or the cultivation realm, it will never be possible to move an inch without money.
Fortunately, he has enough spirit stones.
After purchasing the Fire Spirit Rune, Yun Que still had 60,000 spirit stones on his body.
"If you don't sell it for money, you have to force me to do it myself, it's really cheap."
Yun Que muttered to himself coldly.
A hundred Fire Spirit Runes are prepared for the Qi Dan Pavilion!
Hao Yuan Dan, Yun Que must get his hands on it.
It's not enough to have a killing weapon like the Fire Spirit Talisman, there must be another means to obtain Haoyuan Dan.
The Fire Spirit Talisman can burn down the Qidan Pavilion and create chaos, but Hao Yuandan is in Chu Jinpeng's hands and is stored in the safest place in the Qidan Pavilion.
Yun Que needed a sensitive sword spirit, and while the fire was burning, he would sneak into the depths of the Qi Dan Pavilion to find and take Hao Yuan Dan.
Yun Que came to the Zhihai Space.
Standing on the banks of the Lethe River, spreading your mind and perceiving the nearest river.
One after another, the sword spirit slashed through.
Some are razor-sharp, some are heavy and tough, some are arrogant and uninhibited, and some are eerie like snakes.
Not very suitable for ......
Yun Que silently chose the sword spirit.
Soon after, I suddenly opened my eyes.
He felt a very dexterous sword spirit, which could easily shuttle even in the sword river.
With a move of his hand, the light sword spirit instantly fell on the riverbank.
Not a human body, but a white fox with a ring ruler in his mouth.
The white fox jumped lightly around Yun Que, as if he was coquettish.
Then the white fox turned into a woman, holding a ring ruler in her hand, and bowed to the Lechuan Sword River.
Just like a student who respects his teacher, before leaving, he worships his deceased teacher.
When his mind turned, Yun Que saw the life of this fox girl appear in front of him.
In a school, an old gentleman is holding a book and giving a lesson.
A small white fox silently climbed up to the window, lying there motionless, listening with relish.
After reading a passage, the old gentleman casually glanced in the direction of the window, shook his head and chuckled.
The white fox stole learning, and the old gentleman knew about it for a long time, but he never drove it away.
Mr. taught very strictly, and a ring ruler woke up many students who were asleep in the school.
Whenever a student is beaten by a ring ruler, the little fox will snicker.
Well played!
Let them spend their years in vain, and if they don't listen carefully to the lectures taught by good teachers, they have wasted a good skin.
Every time the little fox sneaks into the town to listen to a class, he has to risk his life, and the end of being caught is nothing more than picking up his skin and cramping, and he dies miserably.
Day after day, the little fox gradually gained the power to transform under the washing of Confucianism and Taoism.
On this day, the little fox finally became a girl, she no longer needed to listen to the class secretly as a fox, she wanted to sit in the school hall generously!
However, on this day, the town was ransacked by horse bandits, and the old gentleman stood in front of the students.
The students escaped, and the old gentleman died under the knife.
The corpse fell at the door of the school, gradually cold, but in his hand, he still held the ring ruler tightly.
The little fox had no more lessons to listen to, no knowledge to learn, but she understood a truth.
In this world, the flesh is weak and the strong eat, and there is no reason at all!
The old gentleman was buried in the barren mountains outside the town, and the ring ruler was taken by the little fox.
She found the bandits' lair, and was able to stay overnight to please the bandit leader with her appearance.
The next day, there was no longer a living house of hundreds of horse bandits.
All the corpses had a rectangular permeable wound.
It was the traces left by the ring ruler, and it was also a sword hole of revenge.
The ring ruler is the sword of the fox girl!
In the corner of the barren mountain where the old gentleman was buried, the cold corpse of the white fox was curled, and in his mouth, he held the blood-stained ring ruler.
The dying fox girl sounded the old gentleman's earnest teachings in her ears.
"In this world, there must be a reason to speak of, and there must be rules, otherwise, people's hearts will be chaotic, and the world will be chaotic......"
"Master, I have taught them a lesson for you! What a lesson! The little fox thought happily.
She closed her eyes, only to feel a soft sword intent rising and falling in her mind, undying.
"So it is very good......
The little fox seemed to hear the old gentleman's praise, and a satisfied smile appeared on the dead fox's face.
She finally became the student recognized by the old gentleman.
Call......
On the banks of the Lethe River, leaving a soft sigh.
Yun Que caressed the light and thin sword spirit in front of him, and said quietly:
"In this world, there has to be a reason, if there is no reason, then ...... I am the truth! ”
Feeling the life of the fox girl's sword spirit, Yun Que's figure became more and more powerful, and the whole person was like a long sword about to break through the air.
The master is pedantic, but fearless.
The fox girl is innocent, but sincere.
This fox girl sword spirit carries the obsession of revenge, and only then will she feel the existence of the sword river and return to Lethe.
And what Yun Que wants to do on this trip is also a move of revenge.
After receiving the fox girl's sword spirit, Yun Que sat silently in the room.
After late at night, he left the refining shop and came to the vicinity of Qidan Pavilion.
Step by step, Yun Que walked outside the high wall.
The fox girl's sword spirit dexterously shuttled through the magic circle, cruising like a ghost.
One by one, the spirit runes were silently pasted on the outer wall of the main building of the Qidan Pavilion.
After a detour, Yun Que Station settled in an uninhabited alley.
Darkness enveloped his body, and there was only a glimmer of moonlight, which brightened the kind and cold smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Teach you a reason, you can scold me, but you must not scold my father."
A whispered murmur drifted away with the night wind.
Yun Que raised his hand and beckoned.
It was as if he was saying goodbye to the Chidan Pavilion.
The fox girl then ignited the first fire spirit rune......
At midnight, inside and outside the Imperial City, millions of people heard an earth-shattering bang!
In the palace, the sleeping emperor was so frightened that he fell out of bed, and the guards were in a mess.
On the long street, cats and dogs are scurrying, and horses neighing one after another.
In the Fang Market, countless cultivators saw a shocking scene at the same time.
Qidan Pavilion, the largest pill shop on Changliu Street, the most profitable trading shop of the Chu family, was blown up into the sky in a raging sea of fire.