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In the living room, the lights were bright, Hong Jiuling stood next to Xiao Cheng, and Wu Shen Daoist looked at Xiao Cheng condescendingly, his face was red, and he became hideous and distorted because of his anger.

After listening to the explanation of the Wushen Daoist, Xiao Cheng realized that this Wushen Daoist was an alchemist who had taken a fancy to the Danfang of the Yunling Pill.

I fell in love with Dan and tortured Hong Jiuling to force Dan Fang to ask Dan Fang's question? Where did you get the right feeling, do others owe you Dan Fang?

Now that Wushen Daoist sees his true age, he is even more angry, how can he be angry, just like others should have revolved around him, and anyone else doing anything against his will is disobedience to him, and he feels really good.

For a long time, Xiao Cheng hated this kind of self-centered and self-feeling good person, as if the earth was revolving around him, and everything should be done, completely psychologically distorted, incomprehensible.

Hong Jiuling stood next to Xiao Cheng, moved his steps, and formed a corner with Xiao Cheng to prevent the Wushen Daoist from suddenly breaking out, even if he was not the opponent of the Wushen Daoist, there was no way to retreat at this time, so he should fight.

"Hmph! The boy who didn't have any hair...... But if you send it to the door yourself, you won't have to do some work on it, so as not to come to you again.

That Qiankun Yunling Pill should be refined by you, hand over the Dan Fang, otherwise your life will be worse than death!" Wu Shen Daoist looked at Xiao Cheng condescendingly, revealing a hideous sneer.

Xiao Cheng appeared quietly just now, which really startled him, and now he understands that Xiao Cheng is just a paper tiger, he is the master here, and Xiao Cheng can't escape from his palm.

Xiao Cheng smiled coldly, he was really tired of hearing the sentence that life is better than death, and he didn't care about the cold voice of Wushen Daoist, but asked inexplicably: "Are you an alchemist, can you refine the pill that replenishes Shouyuan?"

Wushen Daoist was stunned when Xiao Cheng asked him this, and what made him feel strange was that Xiao Cheng didn't seem to be a little afraid, and asked this kind of question.

"The elixir that replenishes Shouyuan? There is no pill in this way! Do you have it?" Wu Shen Daoist squinted his old eyes slightly and stared at Xiao Cheng, worried that Xiao Cheng had something to rely on.

Xiao Cheng nodded, thinking about it, if this Wushen Daoist could refine the elixir that replenished Shouyuan, he would not show his old state.

"Then you're useless, I can't keep you!" Xiao Cheng said coldly.

"Hmph! What a big breath, I can't be left behind...... It seems that if I don't give you some hardship, you won't say it!" Wu Shen Dao Man smiled coldly, and even sacrificed the flying sword.

Xiao Cheng picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine easily, already shortening his ring finger.

"Uh!" Wu Shen Daoren's hideous sneer changed, his face instantly turned pale, Teng Teng took two steps back, covered his abdomen, and looked at Xiao Cheng in disbelief.

"You...... Poof......" Before Wu Shen Dao finished speaking, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it all over the ground.

As the Wushen Daoist vomited blood, the flying sword that flew into the air suddenly lost its momentum and fell to the ground with a dingdong.

"You...... Poison!" Wu Shen Daoren's face turned pale, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

He never thought that Xiao Cheng would have a poison that could hurt him, this is impossible, how did he do it, he didn't notice anything abnormal at all when he drank just now, how could he be poisoned.

There are very few poisons that can hurt the Jindan powerhouse, and even if there is, it is a poison that is difficult to obtain, and it is even more difficult to obtain than a high-grade spirit grass. And Xiao Cheng's poison seems to have directly destroyed his dantian, and he can't raise half of his true qi at this time, what kind of strange poison is this?

"Poisoned? I didn't poison it! It's just a flying sword!" Xiao Cheng looked at the Wushen Daoist and smiled faintly, hooked his fingers, and a sharp sword tip came out of the Wushen Daoist's abdomen, piercing the dantian position.

Wushen Daoren looked down at the tip of the sword that pierced the dantian in his abdomen, and lost his mind for a while, not understanding how this sword entered his abdomen, could it be that glass of wine?

But the flying sword is a hard object, even if he is small, he can feel it, why didn't he feel it just now?

The dantian was punctured, and now he doesn't even have the ability to blow up the golden pill, he is completely a waste.

At this moment, he looked at Xiao Cheng with a completely different gaze, completely treating Xiao Cheng as a monster, it turned out that when Xiao Cheng walked into the living room, he had already entered Xiao Cheng's bureau, so calculating......

He, a Jindan seventh-order powerhouse, was planted in the hands of a hairy boy like this.

Hong Jiuling, who had already been ready to fight to the death, looked at the flying sword that pierced the abdomen of the Wushen Daoist in disbelief, and he also didn't understand when the young master put the flying sword into the Wushen Daoist's belly.

This is a Jindan seventh-order powerhouse, and it was abolished like this, and during the whole process, the young master seemed to pour a glass of wine and said a few words, which was simple and outrageous, no wonder the young master was calm and relaxed, and it turned out that everything was under control.

This made him admire Xiao Cheng at the same time, but also felt a chill, the young master was really not an ordinary person.

"I really don't understand, where did your superiority come from, and what else do you have to say now?" Xiao Cheng asked coldly.

He can now abolish a Jindan powerhouse in an instant, in fact, it is all because of the special ability of the Shuikan Sword, as a part of his body, the Shuikan Sword can withstand the Qingshan Qinshui technique.

After attaching this technique, the water sword became indistinguishable from water, and it was only the size of a finger, and there was no difference at all.

Walking into the living room and seeing this scene, knowing that it was not the opponent of this Wushen Daoist, he made up this plan, his gas was calm, and then he took out the Yunling Pill to soak in wine and drink, in fact, it was to let the Wushen Daoist drink the spiritual wine with the Shuikan Sword.

Jindan is very difficult to kill, has a Dao shield, can fly, but it is extremely simple to start from the body, even if there is a true qi to protect the body, it cannot be the penetrating power of the flying sword. It can also pierce the dantian and make it lose the ability of Jindan to self-detonate.

He has no moral purity, let alone the so-called righteous gentleman, he never cares about the means, since he knows that he is not the opponent of the Wushen Daoist, and the Wushen Daoist tossed his subordinate Hong Jiuling into the current appearance, and did not let go of the possibility of the Wushen Daoist, then choose other means.

"Poof!" Wu Shen Daoist spat out another mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, his spirit was gone, and his old eyes were dead in addition to resentment.

"Haha, I think I'm a smart Wushen Daoist, and I was regarded as a guest by many sects, but I died in the hands of a hairy boy like you, and Bendao is unwilling!" Wushen Daoist laughed wildly a few times, his hair was scattered, and his breathing became short.

"Smart one, don't put gold on your face, I think you're being praised so much that you don't know who you are! Okay, let's go! Zhuangxing wine has already been drunk!"

Xiao Cheng didn't have any mercy, hooked his ring finger, and the flying sword broke the chest of the Wushen Daoist with a bang, and when he flew, the light flashed and disappeared into Xiao Cheng's hand.

Wushen Daoist stared at Xiao Cheng tightly, as if he wanted to imprint Xiao Cheng deeply in his mind, and he couldn't let Xiao Cheng go if he was a ghost, and then his body shook and fell to the ground.

A Jindan seventh-order powerhouse died like this, dying the day before the year of the Heavenly Extreme, he died very incomprehensibly, and he died without the ability to resist at all.

Hong Jiuling looked at the Wushen Daoist who had been lying down for a long time before he came back to his senses, closed his mouth and looked at Xiao Cheng: "Young master...... The great grace is not grateful, and the subordinates have to be by the young master's side when they are cattle and horses in this life......"

After Hong Jiuling finished speaking, he found that his voice was a little bifurcated, which was caused by nervousness.

"It's okay, don't talk about this, I'm uncomfortable talking about it!Go and see!" Xiao Cheng smiled faintly and motioned to Hong Jiuling to go and see the Wushen Daoist.

After doing this, Xiao Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his palms were a little sweaty, if it was impossible to say that there was not so much tension just now, he was also a human being, and he couldn't do Cheng Dù, who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and didn't change his color.

Hong Jiuling naturally understood what Xiao Cheng meant, a Jindan seventh-order powerhouse, or an alchemist, there must be a lot of good things, when he came to Wushen Daoren, he searched the corpse, and found a small bag from his body, as well as some messy small bits and pieces.

"Young master, this is full of spirit stones, eighteen lower-grade spirit stones, seven medium-grade spirit stones, and two high-grade spirit stones. Hong Jiuling opened the small bag and came to Xiao Cheng.

Even if he was a middle-aged man over forty years old, he had the Black City Channel in his hands, and he had seen a lot of property, but he was also very excited to see so many spirit stones.

These spirit stones are a huge amount of wealth, if you have to measure it by money, it is enough to have five or six hundred million.

"You put it away, you may be able to use it in the future!" Xiao Cheng took out two high-grade spirit stones from it, and let Hong Jiuling put away the rest.

Xiao Cheng held the twelve jade boxes of Wushen Daoist in his hand, and there were different pills in each grid, which looked good.

Just this jade box pill, I'm afraid it's an astronomical amount, it seems that the level of refining pills of this Wushen Daoist is not bad, but his character is too inferior, otherwise maybe he is willing to imprison Wushen Daoist in the family and refine the pill for the family.

Xiao Cheng took out a few useful pills, handed the jade box to Hong Jiuling, and said with a smile: "You can see if the pills in this are useful, if they are useful, they will be left, and if they are useless, they will be disposed of, and they will be replaced with some fresh spirit grass." ”

These elixirs are not of much use to him, he does not lack aura, for the family and others, it is enough to have the spirit elixir.

"By the way, I heard that there is a gathering of cultivators during the Lantern Festival, and when the time comes, I will take it out, maybe I can exchange it for something useful!" Xiao Cheng remembered that there was a gathering during the Lantern Festival and reminded.

After speaking, he came to the side of the half-meter-high black box, judging from the Wushen Daoist people's concern for the black box just now, there must be something important in this black box.

Xiao Cheng released his divine sense to investigate, and found that his divine sense could not penetrate the black box, and he didn't know what material this box was made of.

Xiao Cheng moved the box, moved the box to the middle of the living room, and found that the black box was sealed all around, there was no gap between the lid and the body of the box, and it was locked by a copper lock.

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――RS