"Not there." After hesitating for a moment, Fang Yan shook his head and said, "I knew that I would be taken away by you, so how could I hide them in Qingyun Peak?" ”

By now, he finally knew why they had stopped here. Lingqing Palace would actually think that he would hide the Ten Thousand Souls Pill in Qingyun Peak.

They chose to stop here, presumably preparing to confirm that the elixir had set off to get it after Qingyun Peak. What made him slightly curious was how they were going to enter Qingyun Peak.

"Where the hell is that?"

Fang Yan glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It was in the valley where it was at the beginning. ”

"In the valley?" The white-haired old man was slightly stunned and looked at him suspiciously.

The dialect doesn't explain anything more.

"How did you hide them in that valley?" The white-haired old man asked with some confusion.

"Because it's safe there."

"Take us to fetch it."

As soon as the white-haired old man's words fell, Fang Yan saw the giant bird flying quickly under his feet again. I was secretly relieved.

"If I give you the panacea, will you let me go?" In order not to let the people of Lingqing Palace notice the abnormality, Fang Yan angrily 'fought' for himself.

"Where did your panacea come from?" The white-haired old man looked curious and did not answer his question.

He really wanted to know how this elixir, which was almost extinct, could appear on the young man in front of him. And so much more.

He clearly knew that although there were still a few people in the world who had the ability to refine the elixir, it was difficult to find another person who could gather the raw materials.

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth curled into a self-deprecating look, and he did not answer.

The white-haired old man frowned and said, "If you want to live, it's best to tell the truth." ”

"If you don't give me some promises, I won't give you the nine elixirs." Fang Yan did not accept the other party's threat anymore, and said, "Unless you can promise to let me go, promise to give me a way to live." Otherwise, I would rather die than give you those nine elixirs. ”

He deliberately accentuated the tone of the Nine Panacearies.

The white-haired old man laughed and said, "If you can really take out nine elixirs, we can consider sparing you from dying." ”

"Really?" Fang Yan's face was very cooperative, showing an excited look.

"How could my Lingqing Palace lie to you?"

"Now, shouldn't you think about it and tell me where you got the panacea from?"

Fang Yan gritted his teeth, his eyes blinking rapidly, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man didn't urge, anyway, there was still some distance from that valley at this time, and he was not in a hurry. Besides, the top priority is to get the nine elixirs in their hands first, and as for the source of the elixir, as long as the dialect is still in their hands, they are not worried that they will not get it.

"Do you believe he has nine elixirs?" At this moment, a mosquito sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

He turned his head to look at the thin old man, and said with a smile: "Is there any, you will know when you arrive." However, at this time, he should not dare to speak out to deceive us. Do you think he will have the ability to escape from us? ”

"For some reason, I always feel that this son is not simple." The thin old man said a little inexplicably: "In the face of such a threat of life and death, he can still be so indifferent and not panic at all, this is not something ordinary people can do." What's more, from the moment he appeared in our sight, I didn't see fear on his face. ”

"He's not simple." The white-haired old man said, "You can see that you can hide the elixir in that valley in advance, and he has already thought about how to deal with this matter." He has a panacea to rely on, and it doesn't seem strange that he has some confidence. He knew that as long as the elixir was still in his hands, we would not do anything to him. And that's exactly what happened. ”

The thin old man nodded lightly, and said, "How dare you promise to let him live?" ”

"I didn't promise to let him live." The white-haired old man smiled gloomily and said, "I just said that I could consider sparing him from dying." ”

The thin old man was slightly stunned.

"Besides, whether he lives or dies in the end is not something we can decide." The white-haired old man smiled bitterly, "Until now, we don't know if the head of the sect wants us to bring him back, just for the sake of the elixir." ”

The thin old man shook his head and did not speak.

"However, I really didn't think that our transition would go so smoothly."

"Did it go well?" The thin old man shook his head, "I don't think so, don't forget, before we left, Qingyunfeng didn't mention the fact that the apprentice seriously injured Luo Ziyi." ”

"Huh?" The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered that there was still this matter, "Did they forget?" ”

"We took their disciples away, do you think they might forget?"

The white-haired old man said: "Is it possible, they also want to settle accounts after the autumn?" ”

"Eighty percent of the time." The thin old man sighed and looked at Han Aya'er who was sitting on the side with some concern.

The white-haired old man knew that he was worried about his disciple, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, even if they really settle accounts after the autumn, the head of the sect will deal with it." Anyway, Luo Ziyi is still alive, and Han Yatou will not have any big problems. ”

The thin old man nodded slightly, and didn't say anything more. Out of the corner of his eye, when he caught a glimpse of Fang Yan, who kept looking around, his brows suddenly furrowed, and after thinking about it slightly, he stepped forward.

"Hand over those two artifacts."

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, looking at the thin old man who came to his side at some point, and after hesitating for a moment, he shook his head. Said: "My elixir has been given to you, and I want to keep these two spiritual weapons." ”

The thin old man's face became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Take it out!" ”

Listening to this cold tone, Fang Yan's face also changed slightly, but he was still unmoved.

"He Lao ......"

"You don't have to say much."

The white-haired old man seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by the thin old man.

"Don't forget, boy, your life and death are in our hands." The thin old man said coldly: "Don't think that you can have nothing to fear if you have the panacea in your body. If you really want to live, just take it out. You have to be clear that you can't do what you want. ”

Fang Yan gritted his teeth and looked around without a trace, and an anxious look flashed in his eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Fang Yan's demeanor again, the thin old man was very strange. sneered: "Is it possible, do you still want to escape from us?" ”