"This can't be done by any means!"

The man rejected Ye Zhuhai at once, and he said, "I have been chasing this guy for several months, and I will give him to you in the Ancient Sword Sect with your words?"

The man tore open the mud seal of the wine jar on the table, showed no politeness, raised his head and took a big sip, applauded, then stepped on the shēn (shēn) son, pointed at Wang Li and asked, "Let me ask you, why did Chitian send you to follow him?"

The black-robed divine servant snorted coldly, "He has destroyed the great cause of returning to the throne of the Xiangliu Zhengshen several times, and my Immortal Palace naturally wants to kill him!" He said hatefully: "It's a pity that I didn't expect that this kid was only a cultivator in the Spirit Martial Realm, and he could actually break free from the soul chain!"

"Hey, shoddy stuff, what's the pity. The man sneered, which made Wang Li frown and said, "How did you find me?"

Previously, he went all the way from Cizhou to Jizhou and Rongzhou, it stands to reason that this person should have been lost a long time ago, how did he find himself?

The man knew the reason, he took his hand and pulled it out of the void above Wang Li's head, and a red magic seal appeared in his hand.

"This is the usual trick of the Nine Heavens, it is just a kind of induction spell, but the person who has hit this technique can naturally know its direction and location within a radius of thousands of miles. ”

Wang Xingzhong was shocked, when did he fall for this technique, how could he never notice it? Xu Sheng categorically couldn't trap him, and Xu Sheng didn't have a chance to do it that night, could it be the magic seal planted by the demon snake in Xize?

The black-robed god servant who was pressed by the man at his feet saw that he casually pulled out the law seal in Wang Li's body, and his heart was shocked, the law seal in Wang Li's body was by no means planted by ordinary people in the Nine Heavens, even if Xiangliu Zhengshen did not recover completely at the beginning, but his strength was also the realm of the true immortal in the world, this person actually pulled out the law seal planted by Xiangliu Zhengshen casually, and his cultivation strength was unfathomable.

Wang Li and Ye Jihai couldn't think of this, Ye Jihai was quite disappointed when he saw that this man refused to hand over the divine service to himself, but there was no way, after all, most of the credit for catching this person did go to that man, so he had to regret it.

Lifting the black robe with one hand, the man looked at Wang Li, and suddenly grinned, "What they said is really good, they have the style of my old Kong!"

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Li to react, he flew (shēn) and left.

Seeing him stepping on the void, Wang Li was a little envious, "This person doesn't look much older than us, but I didn't expect it to be the Spirit King realm." ”

Ye Jihai saw that the man really flew away with the divine servant, and he poured wine and boasted to himself, he said: "What's this, Yu Zhanmei is younger than me, isn't he also the Spirit King?"

Wang Xingshen moved, he and Yu Zhanmei have never seen him since Xi Ze separated, this person is cynical, but (xìng) Zi is straightforward and frank, when he was on the edge of Xi Ze, he also planned to snatch Wang Li's Wangxian tube, the two fought, but Wang Li slightly outperformed him with the cultivation of the Spirit Vein Realm.

Now that he has been promoted to Lingwu, I don't know if I will win easier by competing with him again.

Wang Li did not (jìn) think about it in a hurry, at this time a few sounds of breaking the air came, Wang Li looked back, and saw a few blue-clothed monks coming from the window, and when he saw Ye Jihai, they were all very surprised, and they saluted one after another, and the first man hugged his fists and said: "Chief Ye, I just heard that there are monks making trouble here, and a few of us have come to check the situation." ”

Ye Jihai nodded and said, "It's just a trivial matter, it's been solved, you can go back." ”

The matter of the Nine Heavens is very important, and there is a Nine Heavens Divine Servant in the territory of the Ancient Sword Sect, and he has to report this matter to the sect immediately, and naturally he can't say anything about his junior brother for the time being.

The man said yes, and returned with several other disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, Yu Jian.

"Brother Wang, I have to go back to the sect for nine days, and you and I will say goodbye. When the monk flew away, Ye Jihai said goodbye to Wang Li, the nine days were to kill Wang Li, he didn't know what Wang Li did to make the nine days so hateful, he listened to a few words, only heard what Xiang Liu Zhengshen returned to the throne, thought that this news was extremely important, and planned to return to the sect to report.

Wang Li bowed slightly, hugged his fist goodbye to Ye Jihai, and he also led the carriage and continued to walk south out of the town.

Sitting in front of the carriage, Wang Li took out the small ding, gourd and Dingxian plate on the (shēn) one by one to play, this earthy tripod he knows some doorways, as a ding vessel for alchemy and chemical medicine, but the wine gourd and Dingxian plate that can spray sword qi are very unfamiliar.

Picking up the vermilion gourd, Wang Li thought of what the cripple in the fairy fang said, and thought: "The old man only told me that he was called the dead is the duke, and asked me to fill this gourd with the wine of mountains and rivers, and the sea of stars is the best tea, and return it to him in the other world, but where do I know what this mountain and river wine is, and where is the other world?"

It is expected that the cripple is a powerful person, Wang Li can't figure out the details of this wine gourd, no matter how he uses his spiritual power to carefully tempt, this vermilion gourd is unmoved, and it is not much different from ordinary gourds.

Tie the gourd around his waist, Wang Li looked at the Dingxian plate again.

These few (rì) have never had time to study the Dingxian plate, and after taking Chen Yi in Fuze Village that night, Wang Li took the Dingxian plate in his hand, but Qi Yinuo never said this, Wang Li took it with himself.

Chen Yi used the Dingxian Plate to fix everyone's (shēn) shape in the mountains, this kind of (shēn) method is also different from ordinary methods, Wang Li is not able to exhale even spiritual power, if someone picks up a sword and cuts it in front of him, he has no choice but to accept his fate.

"Listen to what Chen Yi said, the power of this Dingxian Plate is still only some, if it is used by a person like Yi Xuantian who cultivates against the sky, then I don't know how to destroy the power of destroying the heavens and the earth!"

Sighing secretly, Wang Li stroked the Dingxian plate with his left hand, seeing that it was the same as the shape of the previous life (yīn) yang fish, the familiar and unfamiliar feelings were suddenly mixed together, he exhaled, and said in his heart: "Even if there are legendary immortal cultivators in this Kyushu, but there is no difference in culture, even the immortal weapons seem to have the shadow of the previous life. ”

Shaking his head, the illusion on the Xiaoyou Mountain in the heart Dao (rì) had too deep a deep impact on him, and unconsciously the idea of denying his previous life appeared in the bottom of his heart, he put aside his distracting thoughts, and clenched the black and white immortal plate in his hand, "No matter what Kyushu he is, I just cultivate a foreign appearance to see if I can return to my previous life! If you become an immortal and can't go back, then what kind of immortal is it!"

Driving south, he walked dozens of mundane towns in succession, Wang Li inquired that he was still in the territory of the Ancient Sword Sect, and couldn't help but sigh that Jizhou was so big, and a single southern Hebei overshadowed the second state.

This (rì) entered a city, along the street to appreciate the customs and customs, passing by the tile shed, bustling inside and outside crowded with a lot of people, listening to an old man on the stage to shoot the case and read a set poem, saying that it was: "The river is light and cold, what is the world to be sad and killing? ”

Then he nodded and said, "Say that the mixed yuan is ancient, and the immortals are all clear......"

Wang Li was stunned on the road, not wanting to encounter this poem again in Jizhou, since Qinghe Xianfang met the beggar and sang this poem, this is the fourth time.

Xunsheng looked at the old storyteller, saw his spittle flying, and couldn't help but sigh when he said that he was excited, Wang Li saw that he was just a mortal, and he was by no means as mysterious as the blind old man, so he listened to it a little on the street, and when he understood this scene, there was a little guy who came out with a big bowl to ask for a reward, and then he stepped forward and asked: "Old man, where did you hear this poem?"

The old man was startled by Wang Li, who appeared behind him (shēn) without knowing it, and when he saw that it was a clear Junlangjun, he said, "I heard a scribe chant a few months ago, why, does the prince also think this poem is very good?"

The old man thought that he had met someone with similar interests, and his words were quite joyful.

"What kind of dress and what kind of appearance does that person have?" Wang Li then asked, the old man didn't know why Wang Li asked so carefully, for fear of causing some trouble, Wang Li saw this and took out a cigarette Luo Yu on his case, and said, "Tell me, this is yours." ”

The old man glared at Yan Luoyu, although this place is mortal dust, but occasionally there are monks from the Ancient Sword Sect passing through this place, and the people in the city also know a little about the people who cultivate immortals in this world, so the fragments of the spirit stone are also circulating in the mortal dust in the territory of the Ancient Sword Sect.

"It may have been more than half a year, and that night I saw a white-clothed scribe wandering on the street bridge, so I wanted to go up and persuade him to go back, although there was no night (jìn) in the city, but at night he wandered around and was escorted away by the officials, which was no joke. ”

"Before I could get to him, I heard him start composing poetry, which is what I just said. I don't remember what the man looked like, but I knew that he was tall, thin, and had no beard, like he was in his thirties. ”

Wang Li thought in his heart according to what the old man said, "Before, Chen Xianqiu said that the person who wrote this poem was a person from Da Yao, and according to the old man's description, he really looked a little like Li Yunchuan. ”

Thinking about it, Wang Li was quite excited, if Li Yunchuan could escape from Youxue's poisonous hands, it would be a great thing.