- Happy Lantern Festival, dear scholars.

Not long after Shi Xuan turned around and flew into the depths of the hall, he saw a cyan pillar of light, emitting bursts of cyan light, which was the passage to the fourth floor of the Wanbao Tower.

The reason why he did this was because Shi Xuan speculated that Song Hezi was to take the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler to enter the Immortal Mansion, and if it fell, it was very likely that it would fall on the fourth floor of Wanbao Tower, and because of this, the monks who entered later could not find his trace.

Originally, Shi Xuan had been confused by the fact that the third layer of prohibition was intact, but now that he saw that the crystal wall could repair itself, he became more and more sure that Song Hezi's body or relics were on the fourth layer where the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler was stored, and Shi Xuan had to get the stargazing disk in Song Hezi's relics, otherwise he would be trapped in the small cultivation immortal realm in this Falling Star Sea.

Of course, if Shi Xuan can achieve the Yuan Shen here, he can also go out, but there is no peer communication, no guidance from the teacher, and no cultivation experience for reference, and the achievement of the Yuan Shen is just a dream bubble for a person like Shi Xuan who is not a genius, and it is impossible at all.

Stepping into the Qingguang Pillar, Shi Xuan appeared on the fourth floor of Wanbaolou in a blink of an eye, the fourth floor is a rotunda, surrounded by crystal walls, on which a layer of golden light flashes, and even occasionally there is a blue and white thunder flash, there is only a dark high platform inside, there is a quaint wooden box on it, nine golden flowers jump out of the wooden box from time to time, the purple gas is entwined on it, the glow is bursting, the rui qi is thousand, and the light is dazzling.

The layout of the hall on the fourth floor made it clear to Shi Xuan at a glance, there were no corpses, white bones, not even some traces of abnormalities, only a dull-faced Jin Shijie stood in his right hand.

"How could it not be? how could it not be?" Jin Shijie stood there, muttering to himself, his tone full of disbelief and disbelief.

Concerning his own life and death, Shi Xuan walked over: "Jin Daoyou, have you ever seen the relics of Songhezi's predecessors here?" At this time, there is no need to dodge, it is not good for the other party to misunderstand the meaning of the words.

"Nothing, nothing. Jin Shijie didn't seem to be able to stand such a heavy blow, and his spirit was a little broken.

Shi Xuan was about to ask again, but Jin Shijie raised his head and said viciously, "Did you take the corpse of Grandmaster Jindan, did you?"

Easily blocked Jin Shijie's powerless blow with the Vientiane Shadowless Sword, Shi Xuan took a few steps back, remembering the speed of the forbidden recovery below, and looked around carefully, but there was still nothing, so he gritted his teeth and prepared to leave.

Jin Shijie stayed there again after the blow: "It's all gone, it's all gone." Then he suddenly saw the nine golden flowers of the immortal spirit, and rushed over abnormally: "Magic weapon!

The golden light and thunder on the crystal wall flashed, and Jin Shijie became several pieces, Shi Xuan shook his head and sighed, and after picking up his storage bag, he went to the third layer, as for the matter of taking the magic weapon, it is better to wait for his own Jin Dan and have the strength to break the ban and come again.

On the third floor, the hole in the crystal wall was only the size of Qian Yan, outside the wall were waiting for Zhao Jinyu and Lei Guangyao, and only Li Yu was left in the wall, she had already killed Wu Bo and was taking the spirit mirror.

Seeing that Shi Xuan finally appeared, Zhao Jinyu breathed a sigh of relief, because Shi Xuan's escape method was outstanding, and the time left was completely sufficient.

Shi Xuan used all his strength to urge Xiao Youqing to escape, turn into a wisp of fresh wind, and then merge with the Vientiane Shadowless Sword Qingguang, and when the hole in the crystal wall was reduced to the size of a hair, he drilled out from there.

After Li Yu picked up the mirror, he found that the prohibition was about to be restored, so he flew over with all his might, but unfortunately he only saw the crystal wall that had become intact. Suddenly stood there in despair: "I got the spirit weapon, let me out." I've got the artifact, let me out......"

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Jiang Zonghan proudly picked up Wen Zhihong's storage bag: "I can't think of it, I can't imagine that I can actually get two spiritual weapons." ”

Wen Zhihong's mouth was full of blood, and in front of his chest was a big hole pierced by Jiang Zonghan's flying sword, and he looked at Jiang Zonghan deadly, his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

"I know that your secret method won't last long, so I'm waiting for you here, you really fell on the side of the road, tsk, a little later, when you recover some mana, I really don't dare to do it, now you can only blame heaven for this, I Jiang Zonghan has this opportunity in my life, isn't it, Master Fang?" Jiang Zonghan's last sentence was said to a woman next to him, and that woman was Fang Xuan.

After the ban was broken, Fang Xuan was disheartened when he saw Gu Yun's tragic death, and there was a competition between Qi Induction Period monks inside, so he knew that he didn't have the ability to pick up the cheap, so he put away Gu Yun's relics and went out, who knew that Jiang Zonghan took away a spiritual weapon so quickly, caught up, and took her with him.

Fang Xuan glanced at Jiang Zonghan coldly: "Congratulations to Uncle Jiang for making a windfall, and from then on." ”

Jiang Zonghan snorted: "Fang Xuan, don't toast or eat and drink, I have repeatedly hinted to you, as long as you follow me, I will definitely prepare the Taishang Induction Pill and the high-grade magic weapon for you, but you always refuse, Gu Yun's kid, his cultivation is low, and his character is poor, I really don't know what you like about him." ”

After a pause, in Fang Xuan's hateful eyes, he smiled happily: "If you refuse the first and second time, I will let you go to the secret realm to experience when your cultivation is not enough, and if you refuse the third and fourth times, I will let you come to this immortal mansion as a pathfinder." How about it, do you want to refuse?!"

Seeing Fang Xuan bowing his head and being silent, Jiang Zonghan said softly: "I really like you, anyway, Gu Yun is dead, why don't you just follow me, two spiritual weapons, I can't say that I will share one with you, okay? ”

The lure was followed by intimidation: "Don't think about avenging Gu Yun, what means do you have to kill me?" I just don't have to be angry, stand here and let you fight, you can't hurt me, don't let me be soft and hard." ”

Fang Xuan put his hands behind his back: "I, I ......" The tone seemed to be a little loose, which made Jiang Zonghan excited, and he got two spiritual weapons at once, and the beauty who had been begging for many years was about to nod and agree, and now he was really the luckiest in his life.

"Okay, okay. Fang Xuan finally made up his mind, and then took a step forward, as if he was infocused, he actually stepped on the air and fell to the side.

Jiang Zonghan was full of joy, and immediately helped him up: "Sister Xuan, be careful." "He looks middle-aged, and he can call him such a sensual name.

Nephrite Wen Xiang hugged him with a full embrace, and Jiang Zonghan was about to make a sibling desire, when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and then the whole person flew out upside down.

"You, you, where did you get the talisman seal?" Jiang Zonghan pointed at Fang Xuan, his face was full of disbelief, his entire chest was blurred with flesh and blood, several of which were wounded directly through his body, and one of them hurt his heart.

Fang Xuan's face was not at all shyness that agreed to his request, but bitter hatred, and he didn't answer at this time, afraid that Jiang Zonghan would have some healing secret method or elixir, so he directly stimulated a talisman seal that he was still holding in his hand, and countless pale white wind blades flew over, splitting Jiang Zonghan's body into pieces.

On Jiang Zonghan's head and face, there was exactly the same resentment and unwillingness as Wen Zhihong.

A crying and laughing wail came from Fang Xuan's mouth, and then she picked up the two storage bags and walked towards the exit.

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When Fang Xuan left from the exit, Zhao Jingding and Ling Hong walked to a purple-black mud courtyard full of exotic flowers and plants in front of Guangyang's real residence.

"To enter the living place of Guangyang real people, you must pass through this courtyard, and we will wait here. Zhao Jingding said to Ling Hong indifferently.

Ling Hong asked with concern: "Master, if you want to compete for the Nine Turns and Nine Returning Jade Liquid Divine Pill, you have to be careful, those people have spiritual weapons in their hands." ”

"My province, the old man has his own ideas. Zhao Jingding waved his hand to signal that Ling Hong didn't have to say much, and then pointed to the Guangyang real person's living place behind him, "Enter from there, to the left is the formation center, and to the right is the exit, but remember, don't go wrong." ”

"Yes, master. Ling Hong saw that Zhao Jingding didn't want to talk about competing for the Nine Turns and Nine Returning Jade Liquid Divine Pill, so he didn't say anything more, and stood aside respectfully.

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The monks of the three factions who had returned from the Hundred Grass Pavilion were hurrying to the exit at this time, but these Qi Induction Period monks were only seven or eight in total, and the three factions really suffered heavy losses this time.

"Wait!" The fat white monk who was leading the Yellow Maple Valley waved his hand, and the two monks behind him immediately stopped.

"Senior Brother Wang, why did you stop here? There is an exit in front!" asked a junior brother surnamed Wen behind him, puzzled.

Senior Brother Wang said in a solemn tone: "Look there!"

The two juniors looked at each other, and a monk in a high crown stood in the courtyard where the entrance must pass, with his hands behind his back, leisurely and with great interest, looking at the strange flowers and plants next to him, as if he didn't care about their arrival at all.

"Zhao Jingding!" the two junior disciples blurted out in unison.

"Damn, isn't he seriously injured? How could he get better so quickly! And he is still in the Immortal Mansion!" Senior Brother Wang rubbed his forehead in annoyance.

Senior Brother Wen said hesitantly, "Why don't we wait for the head to come and then go over?"

"Don't be so stupid, the ghost knows if it's the Divine Soul Stage Ancestor of other sects who will follow, if the head of the sect has fallen, then we will just wait here to die!" Senior Brother Wang scolded.

After that, the disciples of the other two factions arrived one after another, and when they saw that the people of Huang Feng Valley were stagnant, they all stood in dispersion with vigilance. The man who was a little bookish among the two monks of the Houtu Sect stepped forward half a step: "Wang Hun, what are you doing standing here?

Wang Hun smiled bitterly: "Everyone has gained a lot this time, can I fight hard again, but there is a Zhao City Lord in front of me, so I can only stop here." ”

All the monks were silent for a while, and after a while, the short and fat one of the remaining three disciples of the Zixia Sect spoke in a deep voice: "I said, there are so many of us, as soon as we rush up, I don't believe that Zhao Jingding can stop a few, and he is still injured!"

Everyone was a little moved, anyway, no one would think that it was themselves who were stopped by Zhao Jingding, and it was right that the friends of the dead Dao were not dead and poor!