On the other side, Lu Youhui, who came out of the Shifang Building, didn't know what happened to him after he left, and when he got out of the Shifang Building, he followed the instructions left by Mo Xiucheng all the way to the destination.

Originally, before Lu Youhui left Shifang Building, he also received several good junior sisters to retain, but he didn't dare to let the older generation wait long, so he could only reluctantly refuse a few good junior sisters and many luck... A request for the practice of the exercises.

Of course, when he came out, he was also ready to be satisfied, erased all traces of himself, and directly broke away from the teleportation circle of the Shifang Building, first teleported to a random safe place in the city, and then crushed the teleportation rune he carried with him, and teleported to a stronghold prepared before.

Although the Spirit Treasure Sect is considered to be a first-class strength on the right path, there is no shortage of bold monks in the cultivation world who will want to attack him.

If it was changed to the situation that was maintained by the elders of the sect before, Lu Youhui would naturally not have any scruples, but now that he is in the stage of training, it is beneficial and harmless to be careful in everything, not to mention that he now has such a heavy treasure as the source of the immortal spirit in his body, he is still worried that some people will not hesitate to take risks for this.

It stands to reason that if he wanted to be more secure, he should first send back to the source of the immortals, and then consider visiting the elder generation of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, but these older generations have come and gone without a trace, and the auction may only be on a whim, so they want to sell him a favor.

Considering that this situation was just a transaction, if he didn't take the initiative to catch it, he would directly lose the opportunity to establish contact with such a strong person, so Lu Youhui had to take a little risk.

Of course.

Like a strong man of that level, Lu Youhui knew very well that even if he was really interested in the source of the immortal spirit in his hand, he would definitely take the risk of attacking him.

After all, the covenant of the sects ...... There is still some binding force, even if it is a demon sect, unless it is a last resort, it will not take the initiative to damage this law, otherwise the sects don't care about the law, and the disciples have already been swept away by the power of other sects in the cleaning again and again, and what do you talk about going out to experience and develop.

However, it is also the first time that Lu Youhui has faced such an unfamiliar great cultivator by himself, it is impossible to say that it is not serious, but crisis and giving coexist, if he doesn't gamble, then there will really be no chance, and besides, the setting of the other party's Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion...... It is also the main reason why Lu Youhui is willing to take risks.

After all, the name of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion is one of the best among the Zhenglu sects.

"But...... It's not impossible that the older generation is someone else pretending. ”

"I still need to try."

Lu Youhui thought quietly in his heart.

He also has a secret treasure on his body, the Mirage Mirror, which can imitate the scent of a sturdy cultivator, transform his own appearance, and together he can also detect the strength of the other party...... If the other party is really a great cultivator, even if he actually suffers from the strong smell of his own imitation, it will not have any effect, if it is an impostor, there must be a ghost in his heart, and he will briefly leak it.

Lu Youhui also made a plan to apologize at that time, and the other party is an older generation, so he should be able to understand his own approach, compared to safety, decent disciples don't have to mind, this is the truth that his father gave him.

Thinking of this, Lu Youhui looked at the token left by Mo Xiucheng again, before he came out, he checked that there was no limb on this token, which also made Lu Youhui trust the older generation even more.

Soon after, Lu Youhui, with a new face, came to the address indicated by the token, which was the address of a teahouse, which also had a lot of fame in Xianxian City, and specialized in serving cultivators.

Seeing the address of the teahouse, Lu Youhui's mood was inexplicably messy, because he thought of his previous history of being robbed, that is, after buying things, he inexplicably bumped into the plague god in this kind of locality, and he was robbed.

But after being stunned, he only smiled, except for those crazy people, who dared to treat him like that to Lu Gongzi?

After all, following the guidance of the token, Lu Youhui came all the way to the wing room on the second floor, and after confirming the address of the location of the older generation, Lu Youhui called the mirage realm, no longer restraining his own smell, but suddenly approaching the room with the momentum of the heavenly and human realm!

He didn't worry about the smell he was inducing to disturb others, because he restrained his plan to shake his strength, and because every room around him was blocked by a magic circle, as long as the magic circle was not damaged, it was difficult for the dynamics inside to leak to other places.

However, almost as soon as Lu Youhui's cultivation imitating the Heaven and Man Realm approached the room, the next second, as if in response to his smell, a loud sword sound sounded from the room.

At that moment, Lu Youhui felt the mirage in his hand tremble wildly, and his face became extremely pale in an instant!

"Tong Xuan Sword Qi!"

"It's ...... The eleventh realm is almost a sword immortal-like existence! ”

Sensing the existence of that terrifying sword intent, Lu Youhui's heart was shocked, and he quickly dispersed the smell of his imitation, and shouted anxiously when he opened the door and walked into the room: "Wait, the older generation ......!" ”

"Don't do it, I'm Xiao Lu you've seen in Shifanglou before......"

Lu Youhui said as he rushed into the room and bowed his head, for fear that if he bowed slowly, his head would be gone.

He didn't want to be one of the splits at a young age.

"Xiao Lu is not good, Xiao Lu is too vulgar, I still call you...... Xiao Lu bar. ”

However, the faint movement in the room soon made Lu Youhui's heart skip a beat, and the smile on his face was completely stiff.

Lu Youhui couldn't help but blow up goosebumps all over his body, because this movement really made him too familiar, after all, the owner of the movement replaced several goddesses who he had been haunted by for a long time in his early years, and became a policy that he often heard in his dreams, and it was also the same existence as a nightmare.

After a short period of silence, Lu Youhui raised his head stiffly, and then saw a black-robed young man sitting at the table drinking tea in disregard.

When he raised his head, the black-robed young man just moved his vision and landed on him, and when he looked at the young man, Lu Youhui only felt a cold air rushing to his brain from the soles of his feet, and he subconsciously hugged his arms, like a little girl who had seen a ghost, and screamed with "flower disfigurement":

"You, you, you, you, you......"

Lu Youhui shouted a few times, and felt that all the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a single sentence.

He was covered with night sweats, and there was a movement in his heart that was arrogantly telling him to hurry up and escape from the place of right and wrong, but before Lu Youhui could make any moves, he felt another chill approaching after death.

I don't know when, Jiang Bingxuan appeared after his death, closed the door, and blocked his only way to retreat, the girl said lightly: "Lu Gongzi ran in so quickly, don't you want to drink a cup of tea before leaving?" ”