Senior brother, who is this Nan Wuzhen?" Shen Xingluo unconsciously waved a tattered order flag in his hand, frowning and pondering.

She sorted out thousands of jade slips in the Lichen Palace, and there were a lot of things about Wanqing Pavilion, but there was no information about this Nan Wuzhen. It's as if this person appeared out of nowhere, with no past, no history.

Zhao Chunyang supported Lu Yaozhi's shoulder, slowly sat down together, his eyes fell on a small hill that had been cut off in the distance, and he said after a long time: "Nan Wuzhen is not his real name, his real name is Peng Chongji." ”

"Peng Chongji!" Lu Yaozhi blurted out, his hands slightly grasping a stone under him.

Shen Xingluo and Mu Di's faces also changed slightly, as if they had thought of something.

Only Xiang'er, who had just stepped into the cultivation realm, was at a loss, was this person very famous? Why are the faces of the senior brothers and sisters so ugly?

Shen Xingluo saw Xiang'er's puzzled look, and explained warmly: "This person is a famous big devil in the immortal cultivation world, I don't know where to find the opportunity when I was young, and I practiced a cruel and vicious magic skill, his natal magic weapon is the blood Ruyi he made just now, I heard that the Ruyi sucked the blood of nine hundred and ninety-nine people before refining it." ”

"Ahh Xiang'er's whole person shrank.

The blood of 999 people is 999 lives.

Ruyi is a symbol of wealth and auspiciousness in the mortal world, but I didn't expect that in the hands of this evil cultivator, it has become a deadly and indiscriminate killing weapon.

"And that's not all. Shen Xingluo continued, "In the process of warming and recuperating, this blood ruyi not only needs the essence blood and aura of the monk itself, but also needs a steady stream of blood to feed. ”

In other words, there are at least more than a thousand lives on Ruyi, which is only a foot long. Maybe it will continue to increase, Xiang'er was shocked.

"Isn't there anyone to stop him?" Xiang'er clenched her hands into fists, and anger appeared on her little face.

"Yes wow, me. Zhao Chunyang said with a smile.

Xiao Er was speechless. Looking at Zhao Chunyang, I don't know whether to look at him with admiration, or to express sympathy for his repeated failures with regretful eyes.

"But brother. , I don't understand, since he is so bloodthirsty, why hasn't he done anything since I went?" Shen Xingluo said strangely.

"He's very conceited," Zhao Chunyang said, "He led you over, half to threaten me, and the other half because he wanted to borrow your luck to hunt for treasure, naturally, he will keep you well." It's just that I didn't expect you to run away by yourself halfway, and he was probably about to die of anger. ”

A happy smile appeared on Zhao Chunyang's face, this time he deleted and slandered the other party, it would take at least fifty or sixty years, he didn't dare to come out and make waves, he simply removed a big trouble in his heart.

"Mu Di, you inform the disciples of the sect outside to step up their efforts to increase their stalking to all parts of the mortal world. If you find any traces of it, you will be killed. Zhao Chunyang said coldly, with a cold light in his eyes, and although his tone was flat, he was full of murderous energy.

"Yes. Mu Di answered, stood up, walked to the side, took out a silver paper talisman, bit his middle finger, and drew on the talisman with blood.