I saw that this monk in the early stage of foundation building, nearly sixty years old, had a goatee that had already turned gray, and his face was full of wrinkles, sallow and sallow, and there was no trace of blood at all. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info gives people the illusion that they are terminally ill and have a short life.

This kind of face, for immortal cultivators, doesn't need to pay too much attention. After all, when cultivating to the foundation building period, basically all poisons will not invade, let alone get sick.

And the yellow-faced monk's terminally ill appearance was related to a kind of exercise he practiced. This is a kind of exercise that burns essence and blood at the cost of improving cultivation, called Burning Blood Duel, which is an extremely domineering demonic exercise. Even among the demon cultivators, there are very few people who practice this exercise, after all, this exercise is extremely poisonous and will greatly reduce their own longevity. Cultivating immortals is originally to increase longevity and achieve the Great Dao, like this kind of practice that puts the cart before the horse and does the opposite, even if it is a demon cultivator who does whatever it takes to achieve the goal, he is very ashamed and disdains cultivation.

Therefore, if a person who practices this exercise wants to have a sufficient supply of essence blood, in addition to regularly taking the elixir of blood generation and nourishing yuan, he must also suck the essence blood of the monk. However, the essence blood of mortals has little effect, and under normal circumstances, it is not considered to suck the essence blood of mortals. After all, with the cultivation of the yellow-faced monk in the early stage of foundation building, it is still a matter of catching a few minor monks in the qi refining period.

Soon, after turning around, Ye Guangling and the yellow-faced monk came to the front of the secret room. I saw that this secret room is not big, that is, it looks like five zhang square, and above the stone door, there is a faint blue fluorescence circulation, presumably this is the prohibition laid on the stone door.

The yellow-faced monk looked at it for a long time with a deep look on his face, and then a look of embarrassment rose on his face, and he shook his head slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Xu Shangxian, can't you be an old man?" Ye Guangling's mind was so exquisite, he naturally knew what the yellow-faced monk's expression meant.

"Ye Daoyou, this ban is really powerful, with my cultivation, I am not completely sure that the ban will be broken. The yellow-faced monk pinched his nose and said, shaking his head.

"Fellow Daoist, isn't this the title between your immortal cultivators' peers? I'm a mortal, how can I be called a fellow Daoist by your old man of the Immortals?" Before the yellow-faced monk's words fell, a flattered look appeared on Ye Guangling's face, but he waved his hand pretended to be and opened his mouth to excuse himself.

He was very envious of immortal cultivators, and in private, he often entertained himself with the title of cultivator, what kind of "Taoist friend", "fairy", "master"...... At this time, Ye Guangling heard the yellow-faced monk call himself a "Taoist friend", although he said no, but in his heart, he was really useful.

"It's okay, it's okay! I have a very close relationship with Ye Daoyou, so it's okay if you don't pay attention to these customs and etiquette. The yellow-faced monk waved his hand with a nonchalant look.

"You're welcome, Xu Daoyou. Ye Guangling was overjoyed, and saluted the yellow-faced monk with a fist, and said unceremoniously.

"Ye Daoyou, although I have the ability to break this prohibition, but it will consume a lot of my mana, maybe I will destroy one or two magic weapons, you see, my loss is ......" The yellow-faced monk said with a look of embarrassment on his face.

The yellow-faced monk knew that Ye Guangling had a son in the late stage of foundation building, and he was still serving in the Tiancong Sect, so he naturally didn't dare to make a mistake, didn't dare to kill Ye Guangling, and looted the treasures in the secret room. can only reach an agreement with this party to defraud some treasures from it.

"Xu Daoyou, don't worry, since I promised Daoyou to give you the two components of the treasures inside, I will definitely not break my promise. This matter, even if my son knows about it, he can only accept this fact, and he will never look for Xu Daoyou's bad luck. Ye Guangling slapped his chest again and again, and said in a big way.

"I naturally believe in Ye Daoyou's character, but it's just ...... It's just that Daoist friends can add two percent more benefits?" The yellow-faced monk bared his yellow teeth, stretched out his hand and scratched his scalp, still looking extremely embarrassed.

"Add two percent? It's a lot, I can't explain it to my child. Why don't I add another one percent to Daoyou?" Hearing the yellow-faced monk's words, Ye Guangling hesitated and asked in a tentative tone.

"Alright!" the yellow-faced monk still looked extremely reluctant, but he didn't fight for anything, but nodded in agreement.

In fact, his heart was extremely satisfied. Sensei said that thirty percent of the benefits, even if he was given one percent of the benefits, he would be happy to do it, after all, breaking this ban, and there is not much loss, a million things, only a fool will not do it. The yellow-faced monk thought proudly.

Next, the yellow-faced monk slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a spear halberd magic weapon flew out of it, and once this magic weapon flew out, it rose to a length of several zhang in the face of the storm, three points thicker than the mouth of the bowl, so powerful!

And as the yellow-faced monk shouted the word "go" angrily, this spear halberd magic weapon roared softly, and in an instant, it attacked the prohibition of the secret room, making a loud "boom" sound.

Ye Guangling, who had retreated to safety early, had a look of surprise and disbelief on his face, this was the first time he had seen an immortal cultivator use his magical powers and sacrifice magic weapons, and he was eye-opening, and he sighed in his heart, this immortal cultivator's magical power was too powerful.

Let's say that the physical body of a mortal, even if it weighs as much as a thousand pounds, cannot withstand the attack of this spear halberd-like magic weapon.

Ye Guangling clenched his teeth and waved his clenched fists, secretly cheering for the yellow-faced monk in his heart.

After about a stick of incense, with a loud "boom", the stone gate was shattered into thousands of pieces and scattered in all directions.

"It's successful! It's finally opened!" Ye Guangling burst into tears with excitement, and before the gravel could completely fall, he took an arrow step and ran towards the door of the secret room.

A subtle look of vigilance flashed on the yellow-faced monk's face, but in an instant, his face suddenly appeared and rushed towards the secret room.

That is, as soon as Ye Guangling stepped into the secret room, he was almost frightened by the scene in front of him.

There were two people standing in the secret room, looking at them with a grin!

"There are ghosts!" Ye Guangling's eyes kicked out, and while blurting out, his trembling body actually fell backwards.

"Ye Daoyou, they are not ghosts, but immortal cultivators like me. If it weren't for the words of the yellow-faced old man, this Ye Guangling would have really fainted. The yellow-faced old man had already swept over the two uninvited guests with his divine thoughts, and when he found that they only had the cultivation of the seventh or eighth level of qi refining, he was greatly relieved in his heart, and he had a lot more confidence to speak.

Ye Guangling, who was a little calm, stared at the two people in front of him with a look of horror in his eyes, but his footsteps moved towards the yellow-faced monk.

These two people are naturally not ghosts, but Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan who were teleported from Red Leaf Mountain.

Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan had been teleporting here for a stick of incense, and as soon as they teleported, according to Ke Shida's last words, they immediately destroyed the teleportation array at this end.

Xiang Qi searched in the secret room, but did not find a way to open the secret room, and was about to use brute force to break the formation, but heard a rumbling sound outside the secret room, Xiang Qi thought for a while, and withdrew with excitement on his face, watching it change.

When they encounter the help of others to break the formation, they will naturally enjoy it.

As soon as Xiang Qi and Ke Wen passed the sound slightly, the two of them successively reined in their cultivation, and waited in the secret room for the people outside the door to break the formation.

But what made Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan quite helpless was that the strength of this person outside the door was really poor, a small trapped beast array, he actually took nearly a stick of incense to break the formation successfully!

"Who are you? The treasures here? Are they hidden by you?" Ye Guangling had already looked at the secret room, there was nothing else here except the black stone platform that had been damaged, how could there be any shadow of the treasures! He was greatly disappointed in his heart, glared at Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan angrily, and shouted loudly.

"Ye Daoyou, it doesn't matter who they are, in my eyes, they are already two dead people! As for the treasures, when I kill them, I will naturally find them back!" The yellow-faced monk said coldly with a hint of ruthlessness on his face.