A warning from a Taoist hears a serious matter, not like an empty threat.

However, Pharmacist Fan and the others did not believe in the magical power of the so-called 'Moon Paper Gate', they concluded that a Dao cutter was cheating, and urged Ding Xing to do it.

Ding Xing was unmoved.

He went to the Rolling Dust Mountains this time to recover the lost spirit cellar of the Golden Dew Winery, not for mutual vendetta, and he was not sure that he could subdue a cutter in three moves and two styles.

The most powerful magic weapon in his hand is the 'Moon Paper Soldier', this treasure was purchased from a Dao Scissor, and a Dao Scissor dares to take out the 'Moon Paper Soldier' to sell, will there be no restraint?

Moreover, Pharmacist Fan and the others also had bad intentions, and they instigated Ding Xing to do it, not to avenge the dead Taoist friends, but to be too jealous of the human-faced little demon, as long as this little demon does not die, they are like a man's back, and their lives are threatened at any time.

In order to annihilate this threat, they violently urged Ding to wake up.

"Withdraw your insect swarm first!" This was the first sentence that Ding Xing said after thinking about it, and he pointed to a cutter: "If you don't withdraw, then I can only defend myself and beat you to the end!"

"Okay! I'll withdraw!"

He was really afraid that Ding would wake up and fight, and he felt that the combined number of cultivators of the Fan Medicine Master was not as threatening as Ding Xing alone.

Since Ding Xing is willing to negotiate peace, he is also happy to push the boat with the water.

"Paper, quickly call your relatives back, and after resting for a while, let's take care of it again!"

But the human-faced demon has a rebellious temperament and has not yet been tamed completely.

It was rubbing its eyes and wiping away tears.

It didn't want to cry, but it couldn't.

The smell of wine was so strange that it felt drowsy when it took a sip, and it was useless to cover its nose, because the smell of wine could penetrate its eyes and make it weep, and if it closed its eyes, it would not be able to see anything.

Since it was born, it has never suffered so much, and it is anxious and angry, and it can't be vented.

Hearing an order from a cutter, it disobeyed, lay on the ground, rolled all over the ground, cried and cried in pain, and pretended not to hear anything.

"Hey!" Seeing it picking, the Dao Scissor no longer gave it a good look, and scolded lightly: "Hurry up and call all the swarms back, otherwise I will recite the Forbidden Soul Charm!"

It seemed to be frightened, and suddenly froze in place, and no longer rolled, but glared angrily at the person who cut the road, and took out the posture that the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

But this expression only lasted for a moment, it sprinkled and sprinkled, but it was only a test of the bottom line of a cutter, when it saw a cutter pinching his fingers, ready to move the real thing, it quickly patted its ass and got up, and began to summon the swarm of insects.

This confrontation between master and slave fell into the eyes of Ding Xing and a few people, and they already understood it.

The time for a person to suppress the human-faced demon will definitely not be long, at most a few months, or even a few days!

The truth is, only one day.

Yesterday, Zhang Mazi went back to the city to move the rescue soldiers, and a scissor then jumped into the paper door, found the human-faced demon, and used the 'insect tears' to tame it.

Speaking of which, although this little demon kills people like cutting grass, it doesn't even know what a person is, this underground space is its birthplace, and it has never left half a step, like living in a cage, without fighting with the world, but also enjoying itself.

It can play happily every day, but a cutter wants to break its peaceful life, and it doesn't matter if you catch it, you have to restrict its freedom, and force it to go to war.

If it's obedient, that's a strange thing.

"This fellow Daoist, the insect swarm has been removed!" A Daoist clenched his fists and arched to Ding Xing: "This dispute between us, how will it end next, please draw a way!"

He looked at Pharmacist Fan and the others again: "A few Taoist friends did die just now, but the responsibility is not mine, according to the rules of Rolling Dust Mountain, whoever discovers the ruins in the sword forbidden first will own it! This treasure house of the Moon Paper Gate has been being pursued since the generation of my master's 'old tailor', and now I have opened the paper door, and the treasure in the door is mine, you have come to rob indiscriminately, I am purely self-defense, there is nothing wrong with it!"

He originally wanted to kill all the door breakers through the human-faced demon, but he hit a nail in front of Ding Xing, and he could only be forced to negotiate.

After his words fell, he was greeted with a cold snort and scolding.

Zhang Mazi scolded the loudest: "It's just you, are you still defending yourself? Phew, how should Lingjiao be calculated, this is the stolen thing of the Qiongtai faction's Jinlu Xianzhuang, and Brother Wu led us to recover the stolen goods, this is justified, you are hiding here and plotting against your colleagues, and you are still arrogant, should you be so thick-skinned?"

A scissor knew that he was at a loss, and forcibly defended: "The spirit cellar was brought here by the mountain ants, and I didn't rob it, so I can't blame it!"

Ding Xing immediately said: "Since the Spirit Cellar is not the sword forbidden treasure you found, then it should be taken away by me! My trip is for the lost property in this clan, as long as you nod and agree, we will be safe......

Before he finished speaking, Pharmacist Fan over there suddenly interrupted: "Not only the Spirit Cellar, but also the Nine Altars of Golden Dew Liquid must also be handed over, and none of them are allowed to be missing!"

This time, there are two things that are the most attractive in the treasure loss incident of Jinlu Xianzhuang.

One is the spiritual cellar, but the spiritual cellar is useless for the monks in the Qi cultivation period, and those old monsters in the Xuantian period will be touched, after grabbing it, you can extract the spiritual spring in the cellar and create a cultivation treasure for yourself, after all, the spiritual power of the Rolling Dust Mountain is exhausted, and the spiritual veins of the spiritual spring have long been extinct.

The second is the golden dew liquid, the old monster in the Xuanxiang stage doesn't care about this kind of spirit wine, and the monks in the Qi cultivation period are the most enthusiastic.

That Pharmacist Fan was worried that a Dao scissor would take out the Nine Jars of Golden Dew Liquid from the Spirit Cellar, so he asked for it by name.

Ding Xing listened, and did not object, and echoed: "What Brother Fan said is extremely true, the spirit cellar and the golden dew liquid are both lost treasures of my family, since they have been traced, they should be taken back together!"

As soon as the Dao Scissor was standing on the spirit cellar at this moment, he stomped on the ground and flew away.

On the way, he shouted to Ding Xing and a few people: "Okay, let it be given to you! The spirit cellar is here, and the nine altars of spirit wine are still sealed in the cellar, you can take it as you like!"

Seeing him so simply, Qun Xiu subconsciously felt that it was inappropriate.

There must be traps!

Pharmacist Fan suggested: "Everyone, there must be a lot of murder in the Spirit Cellar, otherwise the Cutting Boy would have taken out the Nine Jars of Golden Dew Liquid a long time ago, and he would not wait until now!

He kept looking at Ding Xing, whether it was war or peace, he couldn't be the master, he had to nod his head.

As soon as the Daoist heard that he was instigating Ding Xing to start a war again, he began to take the initiative to explain: "There is indeed danger in the cellar, but it is not arranged by me!"

In ancient times, there was a paper-making tree growing in this place, this tree was eaten by the silverfish all the year round, the trunk was devoured, only a tree pit remained, the roots in the pit were corrupted and turned into seeds, and new roots would be sent out every other year. ”

The group of cultivators were all suspicious: "Paper tree, what kind of tree is this?"

A Taoist said: "In ancient times, the tree that was specially used to refine spiritual paper, because it could sense the power of the moon, and there was also a name called 'laurel tree'. ”

Qun Xiu asked again: "The tree that has been dead for an unknown number of years, the roots of the tree are really so strong that the spirit cellar can't move?"

"If it weren't for the sturdiness, I would have taken the spirit cellar to slip away, so why stay here and let you pick up the bargain!"