Although this person does not have aura, he can break through the three prohibitions and enter the Spirit Sword Pavilion, I am afraid that there are some means.

Hua Ci immediately tied the opponent's hands and feet with aura and threw him on a chair next to him.

"Fellow Daoist, you are light, and I have no malice."

Hua Ci looked at the other party, dressed in an ordinary monk's robe, and there was nothing valuable on his body, and he didn't know where the treasure that could break through the ban was hiding.

"Fellow Daoist, you're locked up here, aren't you? I can help you out. ”

"Conditions?"

"On the condition that I take this sword back and take a look."

"And then?"

"And then?" The man's eyes widened and he didn't seem to understand.

"The sword is lost, and I escape the ban, so don't I just carry the black cauldron of stealing things for you?"

A slap of the hand struck the man on the shoulder.

"Oops, hey, it's me who didn't think it through, don't be angry."

The man seemed to have come to his senses.

"Don't play tricks with me, or I'll slap you to death right now and let you bury me with me."

Hua Ci raised his hand again and threatened.

This person can be bold enough to steal Ling Wufeng's sword, naturally he is not a brainless person, and the good-looking little white face is the most deceiving.

"Don't talk nonsense, help me out, and I'll spare your life."

Hua Ci stared at each other.

"Deal."

The male cultivator immediately agreed.

"Then I'll take the sword with me in a while, and leave you a few spirit runes that can break through the ban, and you will pretend to be unconscious after I leave."

"Without the coercion of sword qi, it doesn't hurt if you wait here a little longer."

"But it is estimated that they will soon find out that the spirit sword is missing, and it will be up to you to answer when the time comes."

Hua Ci stared at the male cultivator, if the sword was lost, he would not be pardoned, and the best ending would be to be locked up in another place.

However, with a spirit rune that can break through the three prohibitions, Ling Wufeng should not be able to lock himself up.

But now there seems to be a better solution.

After getting the male cultivator's spiritual talisman, he killed the male cultivator and fled alone.

The sword can't be lost, looking at the dust in the house, no one will come to the Spirit Sword Pavilion for a while.

I escaped and no one found out.

Thinking of this, Hua Ci stared at the male cultivator with deeper eyes.

"Hey, hey, fellow Daoist, I have someone outside to answer him, stay a line, and see each other in the future."

The other party seemed to feel the murderous aura on Hua Ci's body for a moment, and immediately shook his body and wanted to retreat.

"Daoyou misunderstood."

Hua Ci smiled slightly, took away the thoughts just now, and also loosened the bond a little for this male cultivator.

"Then you let go of me, I'll give you the spirit rune, and then take the sword away."

"Huh?"

"Don't worry, I have a lot of spirit runes, it doesn't hurt to send you a few, if you still don't worry, I can let you test the spirit runes first."

The male cultivator didn't seem to be a lie.

"I mean you're going to take the sword with you?"

"Fellow Daoist, I just want to get this sword for this trip."

"This is the treasure of my sect."

"Extraordinary, indeed."

"Gotta add money."

"Add money? Fellow Daoist, didn't I exchange the spirit talisman for you? ”

The male cultivator's eyes seemed innocent.

"Oh? The spirit rune is exchanged for your life, and the sword is not exchanged for anything. ”

"Fellow Daoist, how can you count like that."

Looking at the other party's appearance, Hua Ci immediately tightened the restraints on the other party's body.

"Okay, okay, I still have some spirit stone pills in my storage bag, enough for you to live for a while after you escape."

"Stolen goods?"

Hearing the word stolen goods, a helpless expression appeared on the monk's delicate little face.

"The logo has been erased and will not be traced."

It seems that this man is a repeat thief.

"Then thank you Daoyou."

I can't figure out the details of the other party, and I can't force the other party too tightly.

"No thanks, make a friend, my name is Wendao."

"Rhetoric."

"Fellow Daoist, I swear by my own immortal path, I won't lie to you, you can loosen my ties first."

With the immortal path as an oath, if the monk still wants to cultivate, he will naturally not violate it.

Unrestrained, Wen Dao got up and put the sword into the storage bag.

"Fellow Daoist, this is all my belongings, you can choose some."

After Wen Dao finished speaking, he opened a storage bag, which seemed to contain hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, as well as a lot of pills and spirit runes.

Hua Ci opened his empty storage bag when he saw it, and with a wave of his hand, the contents of the storage bag flew to Hua Ci's storage bag one after another.

Hearing the Tao blinked, the rhetoric had no intention of stopping.

In the end, Wen Dao originally filled the storage bag, but now there were only Ling Wufeng's sword, a few spirit runes, and a few bottles of elixir.

"Thank you."

Hua Ci looked at his full storage bag, and only felt that he should change to a larger storage bag.

Wen Dao looked at the storage bags of the two and squeezed out a smile.

"It's okay, I'll give you a few more masks, so that others don't want to get rich."

As he spoke, a talisman fell into the Huaci storage bag, which was originally full of storage bags, but now there are only a few bottles of pills left, which looks worse than Wen Dao's storage bag.

"Thank you!"

Hua Ci's mind sank, and he looked at Wen Dao with a smile.

Before he could hear the words of politeness, he saw Hua Ci exert an aura on his storage bag.

"Not good!"

Wendao wanted to put away the storage bag, but it was too late.

After the aura struck the storage bag of Wendao, several small storage bags suddenly appeared in the storage bag.

It turns out that there are storage bags in the storage bags, and they are covered with masks.

With a blow of rhetoric, it should have hit the mask that Wendao had placed in the storage bag.

This kid really kept a hand.

Just after Hua Ci had carried three or four storage bags, Wen Dao finally exhausted the last bit of aura and closed the storage bags.

"Hey, flower resignation friends, down-to-earth, self-reliance~"

I don't know if Hua Ci is wrong, Wen Dao seems to have quietly glared at himself with complaining eyes.

It doesn't matter, Hua Ci likes friends who have character and spirit stones.

Wen Dao randomly took out a spirit talisman from Hua Ci's hand and threw it on top of the prohibition, and a big hole appeared in the prohibition barrier in an instant.

The rhetoric is also drawn out and thrown over is equally effective.

"Goodbye, fellow Daoist."

After saying that, Wen Dao fled with ease.

The moment he heard that Dao left the prohibition, Hua Ci felt that the Sword Pavilion seemed to tremble.

According to what Dao said, Ling Wufeng must have found out that the sword was missing soon.

Hua Ci immediately lay down so that no one would come in and find himself awake.

If it disappears with the sword, it will definitely be regarded as a sword stealer.

At this time, he fainted, and the sword was stolen and had nothing to do with him.

In order to track down the whereabouts of the sword, he will definitely be locked up for a while.

Look for the right opportunity when the time comes.

The Great Elder was drinking tea by the three elders at this time, and when the three elders were pouring the tea, his body suddenly became unstable and the tea spilled.

"Acting master, look at my cultivation, this tea is not good."

The Great Elder didn't react at first, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

The entire Lingwu Peak was shaking.

"Something happened to the sword."

The Great Elder threw his teacup and quickly flew in the direction of the Spirit Sword Pavilion.

The three elders hurriedly followed.

Arriving outside the Spirit Sword Pavilion, the Great Elder threw out the token, and the three prohibitions were instantly lifted.

The two of them went straight to the Spirit Sword Pavilion, and there was no sword qi coercion here.

"Seal the mountain gate!"

The Spirit Sword was no longer here, but the Great Elder still rushed into the Spirit Sword Pavilion.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Hua Ci lying on the ground.

"There's ecstasy."

The three elders immediately held their breath.

Looking at the empty room, the Great Elder felt that the aura around him was as terrifying as if it was empty.

"Take her down for interrogation!"