Lu Xiaotian, who returned to the inn, was not in a relaxed mood, although he squeezed Qian Dali in public to make him a rat bogey, but people like Qian Dali would definitely not let him go, but he didn't know what measures the other party would take. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking that when he returned to the inn just now, the monks on the road got out of the way all the way, in awe, laughing shamefully, or hiding from the plague god to avoid him, Lu Xiaotian was so depressed that he couldn't do it.

After calming down, Lu Xiaotian took out the storage bags of the hook-nosed old man and a few people. The first to open is naturally the storage bag of the old man with a hooked nose, this person is the most tricky, if he changes to a disciple with magic weapons, if he does not have the best spirit armor to protect himself, he will also be killed by this person. That set of sword formations is domineering and unmatched. If the other party can have a magic weapon, I'm afraid he won't be able to come back this time.

"Splitting Mystic Technique!" From the eagle hook-nosed old man driving the sword formation, his divine sense must be far superior to that of a monk of the same level, picking up the jade slip in his hand, Lu Xiaotian's divine sense entered it, and suddenly saw these few quaint big characters. Next is the secret decision of divine consciousness cultivation, as well as the refining method of the Divine Splitting Blade.

"The Splitting God Blade can actually cut a person's Yuan Shen in half!" Lu Xiaotian was shocked, a person's Yuan Shen was hit by this heavy blow, and if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, and the kind of pain that the Yuan Shen was attacked was very bearable at all, and this secret technique was actually used for cultivation, and the person who created this secret art was either a genius or a madman.

After looking at the other items in the old man's storage bag with a hook nose, in addition to a large pile of spirit stones, there were a few spiritual objects used to refine the Split God Blade.

There are also a few miscellaneous exercises and books. There are all kinds of spiritual root attributes, and there are several different spiritual weapons, it seems that they should have been robbed by other monks.

There is a book in it that is "Little Four Elephants Sword Technique", Lu Xiaozai opened it and read it, and couldn't help sighing, it turned out that the hook-nosed old man used the sword formation in this sword technique. According to the introduction in the sword technique, he was a Qi refining cultivator who could not successfully cultivate at all.

It should be a coincidence, I obtained the Splitting Mystic Technique and successfully cultivated, and my divine sense improved greatly. That makes sense. Although the power of the Little Four Elephant Sword Formation is incomparable, but the time is urgent, it is not of much help to him to enter the Scarlet Forbidden Land, as for whether to cultivate after entering the foundation building period, it depends on the situation.

In addition, there is a copy of the "Mixed Yuan Sutra" in the middle of the foundation building period and a broken map.

He soon discovered that the material used for this map was exactly the same as the leather spirit paper of the Mixed Yuan Sutra.

There is nothing worth seeing in the storage bags of the middle-aged man in the green shirt and the stubby man, except for the spirit stones, which are some spirit grasses that can be exchanged for spirit stones.

"Huh!" Lu Xiaotian opened the old woman's storage bag, but he was a little surprised. Except for three black scales that could not be seen. There are actually three blue poisonous needles, according to the introduction in the book, these three shadowless needles are as light as a cow's hair, and they are specialized in breaking the body protection spirit shield, which is extremely domineering. In the cultivation world, the strength has always been judged by the level, this old woman is called the second sister by the hook-nosed old man, ranking second, although the cultivation is slightly lower, but with these incomparably ruthless poisonous needles, the strength is second only to the old man.

"Fortunately, this old woman's cultivation is a little lower, otherwise this time it would really be hanging. Lu Xiaotian's heart sank, if it weren't for the miraculous effect of the Ice Spirit Xuanyin's divine sense attack, once this old woman besieged him with the old man, he would definitely be invincible with two fists and four hands.

"How does this little map look so much like the old man with hooked nose?"

Lu Xiaotian was puzzled, so he took out the previous map and compared it, and found that the two could be spliced together. However, this is still not a complete map.

Lu Xiaotian couldn't figure out the role of the map for a while, but it could be collected by the two of them at the same time, it was not an occasional time, it should be a topographic map somewhere.

After sorting out the things, the spirit stones were directly sent into the enchantment, except for a few shadowless needles, some useless spirit weapons were directly put into a storage bag, and Lu Xiaotian was ready to find a time to dispose of them.

"It's a crack mysticism, and when you collect all the spiritual objects, you can try it. After realizing the difficulty of the hook-nosed old man, Lu Xiaotian also attached great importance to the role of divine sense.

After packing up his things, Lu Xiaotian took out the pill and recuperated the injuries on his body a little, in fact, his injuries were not serious, and most of the attacks of the old man's sword array were blocked by the ice silk silkworm armor. After taking the pill, you can be completely cured after a period of pranayama.

The next day, Lu Xiaotian went to the Zhou Forge to retrieve the flying sword, at this time, the flying sword was golden and extremely sharp, he tried to manipulate it with his divine sense, but it was big or small, quite satisfactory.

"This Senior Brother Lu, how is it?" asked the strong man with the hammer who was in charge of opening the sword.

"Nice, satisfied. Lu Xiaotian cleared the remaining spirit stones, turned around and left.

"Senior Brother Lu, wait a minute. Seeing that Lu Xiaotian was leaving, the hammer man hurriedly called.

"Is there anything else?" Lu Xiaotian asked.

"Senior Brother Lu is going to the Bloody Forbidden Land, you offended Qian Dali two days ago, and his son Qian Xu will also go this time, Qian Xu is extremely powerful, you should be careful. In addition, I heard that Luo Qian has also recovered from his injury, so he should also go. The hammer man said in a low voice.

"Why are you telling me this?" Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised, since he publicly contradicted Qian Dali, Peng Dayong, who often came over and jumped down the door, couldn't even see a shadow. Others are even more afraid to avoid it. Unexpectedly, this hammer man he didn't know would remind him, which surprised him a little.

"Qian Xu, I have a little holiday with him, I will repay him, although Qian Dali is a predecessor of the foundation, but I know exactly what kind of virtue he is, I have long been unaccustomed to the Qian family's father and son, and there are many other people who are dissatisfied with the Qian family's father and son, but they are not as bold as Senior Brother Lu, and they dare to stand up to Qian Dali in public and not come to the stage. The hammer man smiled and said with admiration.

"I was also forced by him to be anxious, rabbits are anxious and bite people, let alone people. Lu Xiaotian smiled helplessly, and was about to say two words, when a transmission note broke through the air from a distance.

Lu Xiaotian took the transmission note, and a majestic voice sounded, "Qinglian Peak Domain sign up to enter the Scarlet Forbidden Land disciples, immediately go to the foot of Qinglian Peak, and set off in an hour." ”

"This is the order of Qinglian Peak Wuzhang Peak, don't delay Senior Brother Lu's time, Senior Brother Lu go quickly, it's not good to delay the hour. Hammer Man said.

Lu Xiaotian nodded in thanks, this time he learned his lesson and booked the Linghe in advance. It only took a pillar of incense to rush to Qinglian Peak. Under the majestic giant front, there are already more than ten disciples here. Peng Dayong saw that Lu Xiaotian's eyes were a little cringe, but he secretly pouted at Lu Xiaotian, followed Peng Dayong's hint to Lu Xiaotian, and saw a thin black-clothed young man, who was a little similar to Qian Dali, and was looking at it coldly at this time. Lu Xiaotian nodded secretly, he thought that Peng Dayong was a wall grass, but he misunderstood him.

In this case, he can also secretly remind him that compared to some of his peers who fell into the well, it is already good.

Regarding Qian Dali and the hostile gazes of the two monks beside him, Lu Xiaotian didn't care, even he was not afraid of Lao Tzu, would he be worried about this little one? Lu Xiaotian sat aside by himself, taking advantage of the fact that there was still some time to sit down and breathe.