Yang Ji's face changed slightly, and there was anger in his eyes. The Yuanqi Grass is indeed precious, but what Yang Ji cares about most is the whereabouts of the other Wensheng pen and ink that the gatekeeper said.

was teased by the gatekeeper a few times, and the reason why Yang Ji was able to endure and continue to trade with the gatekeeper. For the sake of the whereabouts of this Wensheng pen and ink.

In ancient times, Wendao declined, and it was too difficult to find the whereabouts of Wensheng's pen and ink. It's easier said to find a needle in a haystack. The historian spent his whole life collecting only half a fragment.

Wensheng's pen and ink is not trivial, and what Yang Ji wants is not a real Wensheng pen and ink, but just the news of Wensheng's pen and ink.

"Senior, are you going to regret it?"

Yang Ji changed color.

"Heh, the young man really can't hold his breath. Believe me, with your current strength, it's not a good thing to know. It's just just adding to the troubles. ”

The gatekeeper smiled, looking at Yang Ji's angry appearance and not caring at all.

"It's not a question of whether you sink or not. It's a question of keeping promises. It's my business to worry about it or not, senior, and I hope you can keep your promise. The pen and ink may be precious, but they are of no use to you at all. ”

Yang Jidao.

"Don't worry, I will tell you the news of Wensheng's pen and ink. But not now. ”

The gatekeeper looked at Yang Ji, paused, and said:

"So be it. Tomorrow, tomorrow at this time, you think it through and come to me. I'll sue you then. But you think clearly, and it won't do you any good to know. Don't say it's you, even if it was me in my heyday, it would be impossible for me to take it from that person. ”

At the end, the gatekeeper sneered, and there was a hint of hatred in his voice.

Hearing the gatekeeper's words, Yang Ji's face changed slightly. This is the first time that the gatekeeper has revealed the whereabouts of the second piece of Wensheng's pen and ink. Not somewhere, but in someone's hands.

And looking at his hatred, it seems that he is still some of his enemies back then. Although the gatekeeper is now down, he is chained lonely on the top of the mountain, guarding the cave of the Iron Crown Sect.

But in the mouthpiece of the gatekeeper, Yang Ji has no doubt that he must be extremely powerful, which is an intuition.

If even the gatekeeper in his heyday was no match for that person. I'm afraid it's even more difficult for me to take it from that person.

In an instant, Yang Ji suddenly calmed down.

Yang Ji knew that the gatekeeper was not lying, and there was no need to lie about this kind of thing. The gatekeeper may deliberately conceal some important information, but he will never lie.

"Hmph, you're smart. ”

The gatekeeper saw that Yang Ji had calmed down, and immediately he figured out the key to it, and said coldly: "Now you should know that I didn't lie to you." I won't hide it from you, but I and that man are indeed enemies. It is all thanks to him that I am today. The reason why I know that he has a piece of Wensheng pen and ink in his hand is also because of this relationship. ”

"You've figured it out. Today he can wear me with iron chains, tied here for more than ten years, life is better than death, and guard the cave for your Iron Crown Faction. It can torture you in other ways. Once let him know that you are hitting him with something to pay attention to. Your fate will be miserable. ”

“！！！”

Looking at the gatekeeper with bitter hatred in his eyes, Yang Ji's heart was full of turbulence. It turns out that this is the truth of the gatekeeper here.

It turns out that this is the truth of the gatekeeper here!

Yang Ji made all kinds of guesses about the identity and origin of the gatekeeper. His ragged clothes and shackled appearance were really incompatible with the Iron Crown Sect, but he also held the Iron Crown Sect's most important scripture cave.

And the sect seemed to be very relieved of him.

Yang Ji had always guessed that he might have offended a certain force, or more likely that he had made some kind of mistake and was degraded here by the sect. For example, the disciples of the sect who have been punished.

It's just that Yang Ji didn't expect that the gatekeeper actually offended someone. At that time, what kind of person can be so powerful and degrade the gatekeeper here?

And what is it that makes the gatekeepers powerless in their heyday?

In the dark, a shadow swept into the sky and roared. Yang Ji's heart is heavy, Wen Sheng's pen and ink must be mastered. But in the hands of such people, it is definitely not good news for themselves.

Moreover, Yang Ji faintly thought of another one in his heart, and immediately stopped without thinking further.

"I thought of it. If you have something to do with this person. You will be very passive. Don't think he's going to give you time to grow, that's impossible. Now, do you want to know?"

The gatekeeper sneered, and seemed to be ready for Yang Ji to refuse to leave.

"Phew!"

Yang Ji took a deep breath, although his heart was shocked, his eyes did not change at all:

"Anyway, sue me. ”

The sneer on the gatekeeper's face disappeared, and when he looked at Yang Ji, there was a look of surprise in his eyes for the first time. Obviously, Yang Ji's answer was not what he expected.

He's said so much. And have their own deeds to set an example. A normal, sane person should know what to do.

But this kid doesn't seem to be the sane and normal person he thinks he is.

"I'm really underestimating you. Boy, is it really worth doing for the sake of a Confucianism and Taoism that has been lost for countless eras? Don't forget, there have been countless geniuses before you, and there must be someone more talented than you. But no one ever succeeded. ”

Gatekeepers.

"It's not a question of whether it's worth it or not. Rather, it has to be done. I promised a senior, and if I agreed, then even if I die, I must do it. ”

Yang Ji's eyes were shining, and he thought of the ancient Confucian who had sacrificed himself in the evil spirit's body and incarnated as an evil spirit, and said without hesitation.

Hearing Yang Ji's words, the gatekeeper's face changed, and he was in awe in his heart, and for the first time, he had no heart to be insulted.

"Young man, I admit that I underestimated you. ”

The gatekeeper is the right way. At all times, a person who can keep his promises, keep his promises, and defend them with his life deserves to be respected.

"Remember your words, and don't change your heart. You're going to benefit from it. Now, let's go, and I'll tell you about the whereabouts of that Bible page. ”

After saying this, the gatekeeper closed his eyes and lay back with his body in a posture of sending off guests.

Yang Ji looked at the gatekeeper and found that he had made it clear that he would not say it today, and finally stood up.

"That senior, I will say goodbye below. ”

Yang Ji bowed helplessly, then turned around, flicked his sleeves, and walked down the mountain along the mountain road he came. The wind was whistling on both sides, and when he looked to the right, it was a deep cliff, and Yang Ji couldn't tell what it felt like in his heart.

But in any case, the Yuanqi grass has finally arrived, and the deal with the gatekeeper is completed, and he can be regarded as having fulfilled this wish.

"It seems that we can only come back tomorrow. ”

Yang Ji said in his heart. The gatekeeper said nothing, and he couldn't force him to tell the secret in his mind, so he could only do it in his way.

Going down the sheep intestine path, Yang Ji was about to unfold his body and leave Tieguan Mountain, suddenly-

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering sound came from behind him, and the sky shook and trembled under his feet. In the direction of the top of the Iron Crown Mountain, the wind howled, and a violent * force carried countless gravel and sediment, shooting in all directions like sharp arrows.

And in this earth-shattering turmoil, the sound of chain vibrations made Yang Ji still frightened.

"Hahaha......"

An earth-shattering burst of laughter, like a tiger coming out of the abyss, and like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, resounded in the sky. Yang Ji Huoran looked back and saw that the wind and sand on the top of the mountain had completely changed.

And in the midst of this stormy sand, a figure swooped towards him at a dizzying speed.

"Hahaha, boy, leave me behind!-"

Before the voice fell, a terrifying coercion swept the sky and shrouded the earth. Yang Ji's feet sank, and he only felt as if countless peaks were pressed on his shoulders, and the mountains were stacked on top of each other, constantly pressing.

At the same time, in the long wind and sand, a noble palm, with five fingers, rapidly expanded in the field of vision, enveloping his whole body, and grabbed it directly.

This palm contains infinite power, and there is a faint taste of heaven and earth, just like a mountain peak can be caught at once.

This palm made Yang Ji feel a familiar taste.

That's the taste of the Martial Arts Ninefold Martial Venerable!

"Not good!"

Yang Ji's expression changed sharply, he didn't want to think about it, his body shook, and he got rid of the coercive lock of the martial honor. At the same time, the body flipped and fell backwards.

However, Yang Ji, the opponent's speed is faster, and it is more than twice as fast.

Seeing that the other party's palm grabbed towards him, and before he had time to think about it, Yang Ji Dantian shook, and the blood and qi of his whole body erupted, and the void was like ten thousand Jiao chanting in unison:

"The Hand of Death!"

A bit of black light flashed out of Yang Ji's mind, fused with Yang Ji's blood and qi, and instantly turned into a hard, thick mountain hand, which violently collided with the palm chasing in the wind and sand.

Rumble!

The wind was blowing, centered on the place where the two men were fighting, and a vertical wave of air rippled in all directions. The destructive power contained in the qi wave shook the top of the Iron Crown Mountain.

"Poof!"

Yang Ji opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, and the whole person seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible iron mountain, and the blood and qi all over his body collapsed, and even his internal organs were about to be displaced.

One blow, just one blow, Yang Ji was immediately seriously injured, there was a loud clicking sound in his body, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

Wu Zun, by no means anyone can contend with it!

Although Yang Ji has been promoted to Martial Sect, it is absolutely impossible to compete with a Martial Venerable. This is not the first time Yang Ji has come into contact with Wuzun, but last time, Yang Ji relied on the strength accumulated by the Demon Suppression Great Array for more than ten years to defeat the Great Asura, and the two are completely different.

"Unexpectedly, he is really Wuzun!"

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and then without hesitation, he launched the life-saving stunt in the Book of Great Confucianism:

"Little Sacred Words!"

Boom, the sky suddenly lit up, and a milky white light that was even more dazzling than the sun was mighty, falling from the sky, almost at the moment when Yang Ji launched, it immediately submerged into Yang Ji's body, without the slightest time intervening. R1152