Seven Mysterious Caves on a mountain peak.

The kind old man held a golden ball the size of an ostrich egg in his hand, and his expression was hesitant.

"Master, is this really Tsukidan? You're not going to take a piece of spiritual gold, are you? ”

The young Taoist priest asked, looking incredulous.

"It's the Golden Stone Tsukidan!"

Lao Dao's expression became firm: "I saw it in an ancient book, it is as strong as gold and iron, the sword is not injured, and it can last for thousands of years...... It seems that this one I accidentally picked up has been more than a thousand years, and I wonder how much of the medicine is left? ”

"Our master and apprentice have always had good luck." The young Taoist priest was not happy: "It's just that you only cared about picking up your golden stone to build the foundation pill, and forgot your apprentice's flying sword rune treasure and empty dark crystal copper." ”

"Criminals! Don't run out of things! ”

Lao Dao's face changed, and he scolded sternly: "I picked up the golden stone to build the foundation and used it, others can't find evidence, it's difficult to say anything, you and I also have backers in the sect." ”

"But if you pick up all three, do you know what will happen to those who steal the grave of the patriarch?"

He said coldly:

"Extract the divine soul, put it in the netherworld refining lamp, burn and burn, let it cry in pain for thousands of years, the soul will be scattered, and it will never be reborn, implicating the descendants of its family's masters and apprentices, no matter who it is, this is the end!"

"Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong."

The young Taoist priest shuddered, and no longer dared to smile.

"It's good to know, the person who stole and excavated the grave of the Zhongxing Patriarch is his descendant, and it has nothing to do with us, even if the Jindan monk searches for the soul."

Lao Dao's expression softened, and he left this place with his apprentice.

An indiscernible whisper came from itself.

"Golden stone, it needs to be activated before it can be eaten, where is there so much fresh vitality......

……

Jiang Ding changed into the appearance of an old man and a young man, and walked on the road back to Jianzhuang.

The death of the Golden Knife Old Ancestor Weitu really failed to mobilize the black-robed man down the mountain.

At the moment of his death, the black-robed man woke up from his cultivation, thought for a moment, looked in the direction of the Yuejing Imperial Palace and laughed, and actually entered a state of cultivation with his eyes closed.

"Did you hear that? This time, there are many masters in the Seven Mysterious Caves! ”

It has been a week since the excavation of the Seven Mysterious Caves, and many people in the rivers and lakes have returned again, and Yuejing has begun to be chaotic again, but from the perspective of the drone, I have not seen the common vendetta of the righteous demons before.

"Not only have so many masters died, but even three or four of them died congenitally!"

A short man with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek said.

"Hiss~"

There was a sound of gasp, Jiang Dingdu stopped, went into the teahouse where the Jianghu people gathered, ordered a cup of tea, closed his eyes and recuperated.

"My friend saw with his own eyes at that time that the two innate powerhouses of the Qingniu Palace, the Fifth Qi Predecessor of the 'Wanhua Divine Palm', the predecessor of the 'Wind and Thunder Finger' Shangxiu, as well as the innate masters of the Wolf God Sect, the Golden Dao Ancestor of the Golden Dao Gate and other seniors competed for a hairy boy with a good life."

Everyone knew that his friend didn't know how many hands he had turned, but he couldn't help but widen his eyes as he listened.

"Do you know who this hairy boy is, and why are so many seniors fighting for him?"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man smiled smugly and stopped talking.

He relied on the news he heard, and when no one knew about it, he mixed a lot of wine and meat in various teahouses to eat and drink, and this time he expected to be able to do it.

"Why is that?"

Immediately, a high-roller who was not bad for money waved his hand and asked Xiao Er to bring out the wine and meat and send it over, and said with a smile.

"This hairy boy is not an unknown person, he is the ninety-second dragon and phoenix list from the Seven Xuanmen, 'Qingyun Sword' Han Lin."

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man took a sip of wine, picked up a peanut and a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's so surprising about the ninety-two dragon and phoenix list? So many congenital masters want to rob him? ”

The anxious guest couldn't help but ask.

Indeed, for the congenital, the second half of the dragon and phoenix list is ranked up and down, insignificant, and I won't take a second look.

"He got the flying sword rune treasure of the Seven Xuan Venerable Masters a thousand years ago!"

The man quickly threw out the answer in the unkind gaze of many high rollers, and said with hot eyes: "That's right, it is the hundred-step flying sword that the Venerable Master of Qixuan was able to cross the invincible rivers and lakes back then, and bowed down to the emperor when he was the emperor!" ”

"It's not just my friends, many people have seen it with their own eyes, and they definitely can't fake it!"

The whole teahouse was silent, and then there was a bang.

"That's good luck! How I didn't have this luck! ”

"One step to the sky!"

Many Jianghu people are envious and jealous, eager to replace them, and some people sneer.

"Those seniors are not easy to get along with, not to mention that both the righteous and the demon are inherently there, this person must have died coldly."

"That's true, even if the predecessors of the righteous path take care of the face, the innate nature of the demon path will not be polite."

"He won't live."

Most of the Jianghu people agreed, and felt a little better.

"This guy guessed wrong."

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man took a sip of wine and said: "At that time, I saw that the sword-shaped talisman treasure in Han Lin's hand flashed with gray light, swallowed the essence blood, and actually flew into the sky, the sword speed was invisible, but in an instant, it was wrapped around the necks of the nearest few innate powerhouses, and the human head fell to the ground, and the innate blood sprayed. ”

"Without any power to resist, the two innate powerhouses of the Qingniu Palace, the fifth Qi predecessor of the 'Wanhua Divine Palm', the predecessor of the 'Wind and Thunder Finger' Shang Xiu, and the innate master of the Wolf God Sect, the three powerhouses died completely like this."

"Many surviving congenital frightened abnormalities dare not move for a while."

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, 'Qingyun Sword' Han Lin fled."

There was a look of envy and yearning in his eyes, and he was an ordinary person, once he got a heavy treasure and took advantage of the situation, which made the congenital masters frightened.

Everyone in the teahouse was stunned for a while.

There are many people who don't believe it, and it's no different from weird talk.

"You can wait a few days, the death of so many innate masters can't be hidden, and sooner or later they will know."

The man with the monkey cheeks added.

"In addition, I also heard a small rumor, and in the subsequent battles, it seems that there is a royal family born to die."

……

In the more excited and restless discussion of the tea guests, Jiang Ding paid for the tea and got up to leave.

"If it's true, the four congenital powers of the Qingniu Palace will go to the second, no, if Song Lingyun also has an accident, then go to the third, there will be a huge imbalance between the top forces of the two realms of righteousness and demons, and the Wolf God Sect will be crushed at the level of innate masters, which will cause a wider range of turmoil in the situation in the Yue Kingdom!"

"Flying Sword Rune Treasure, very strong."

Jiang Ding thought silently.

As for envy and jealousy, there is none.

This kind of thing that dared to absorb his own essence and blood, he had to throw it away when he saw it, so as not to affect his Dao body rudimentary cultivation.

Back inside the Sword Forge Village, the flying sword flew out of the cuff and shot into the Gathering Spirit Flower Pot, and the blue and gold filaments of the Dao Dao grew and extended, turning into roots and branches and leaves.

In the blink of an eye, a small metal tree more than forty centimeters tall appeared, absorbing the essence of the great sun and the aura of heaven and earth to grow.

Jiang Ding carefully inspected the surroundings of Sword Casting Village as usual to check for possible dangers.

The guard who had a perfect internal qi and was good at concealing exercises did not come back, Zhang Zihou looked at the sky with a disillusioned face, and did not move for a long time, his family should not have a smooth trip to the Seven Mysterious Caves.

Jiang Ding took a ginseng refinement qi elixir, closed his eyes, and continued to refine the tiny meridians in the Twelve Righteous Meridians and the Eight Wonders Sutra.

(End of chapter)