Chapter 545: The Treasure Bead Temple's Scripture Pavilion

After asking about the way to the Scripture Pavilion, Ruan Zun walked there. β˜†β—‡ β–½β˜†β˜†Tomato Novels -''.-f-q-x'

After walking not far away, he saw Du Xing coming towards him and asked from a distance, "Leader Ruan, where are you going?"

"Go to the Scripture Pavilion and have a look. Ruan Zun said, and asked, "That Wang Xuchang, how is it?"

"I took him to meet the lord of Deng Dazhai. Du Xing said, "After Lord Deng Zhai and several refiners appreciated it, they thought that it was a magic weapon used by monks in the Jin Dynasty, and it could also be used as a spiritual soldier, so they exchanged it with sixty blue-level spirit crystals. Both sides were happy and satisfied. Now Wang Xuchang went back to sleep in the Yingbin Building. In the past ten days, I am afraid that he has not slept well in Longxing Tower. ”

Sixty blue-grade spirit crystals are worth around 13 to 150,000 taels of gold. It seems that Wang Xuchang's friend has really made a windfall.

"It's a pity that the small world that hides this purple gold bowl has been destroyed. Otherwise, the value of that small world will be on this bowl. Duchenne said with some sighs.

Thinking of Ruan Zun's words, he felt quite strange: "Leader Ruan, in the Scripture Pavilion, there are some old scriptures, and there are no books on cultivation, if you want to find the way of cultivation from there, I am afraid that you will be disappointed." Yang Zhi originally had the same plans as you, and he often went to read books, but now, for a few years, he hasn't seen any way. ”

Du Xing was also quite strange to Ruan Zun, this kid, the ghost pine forest rescued the Japanese envoy, killed and injured a lot of his tarantulas, and when he came to the mountain, he could still be treated by the big and small leaders. Even if he destroyed the heart-washing pool and made a huge commotion, it seemed that the sect leader and Deng Dazhai master, as if nothing had happened, did not pursue it?

"Thank you, Chief, for reminding me. However, boy, I love to read books in my life, it can be said that I am not happy without books, every morning and evening, I must read for half an hour, and then I feel at peace in my heart. Ruan Zun said.

Duchenne still didn't quite understand. However, since the sect leader is quite polite to this kid now, there is no reason for him to stop him. Anyway, in this Erlong Mountain territory, if he wants to escape, he can't escape. Then he said: "In this case, Leader Ruan invites you." Brother, I still have to go to Longxing Tower to be on duty, so I won't accompany me. Tibetan scripture pavilion, go forward from this road, turn right in front of the corridor, and there is a dilapidated big pavilion. There it is. ”

Bidding farewell to Duchen, he walked forward, and sure enough, there was a corridor, turned right and walked a few steps, and two faceless spiritual priests came over and asked him, "Little brother, do you know where the leader of Duchendu is?" ”

"I just went to Longxing Tower. Ruan Zun pointed behind him.

"Okay, thank you, little brother. A junior Lingzun spiritual priest said, passing past Ruan Zun. Another spiritual priest also walked on the other side.

Just as they walked past Ruan Zun almost at the same time, the two of them suddenly showed a fierce light, and in their lowered hands, they invariably had a sharp knife!

The sharp knives stabbed Ruan Zun's chest and back one after the other!

Wei Song and Cheng Donghua of Qingfeng Mountain turned out to be bandits on Jingdong East Road, but they were later pursued by officers and soldiers, cornered, and fell into the grass in Qingfeng Mountain, becoming the strongest people below the three leaders.

Originally, with their cultivation, the junior spiritual venerable, and the main party would not be a problem. But these two people have no ambition and can't stand suffering, and under the preferential treatment of Qingfeng Mountain, they are willing to become thugs and killers in the mountains, kill people and goods, and do a lot of evil deeds.

They have been experienced for a long time, are very sophisticated, and are especially good at secretly harming people. This time, Zheng Tianshou was invited to Erlong Mountain again, and he had a premonition that he might meet Ruan Zun again, so he took these two headaches with him.

As soon as they heard that they were going to kill the murderer who killed the owner of the second village, they suddenly felt that this matter was promising. The opponent is just a young man, and he has no experience in wandering outside, so even if he is stronger, what is so terrible? Dead under their hands, there are many people who are strong in cultivation.

Asking for directions makes people relax their vigilance, and then they riot and kill, which is also the usual trick of these two people.

The two shot, secretive, fast, ruthless, and accurate.

Wei Song stabbed Ruan Zun in the chest with a sharp knife, the sharp knife was already halfway out, and the young man stayed in place as if he hadn't reacted yet. He was even more overjoyed in his heart, thinking that this thing was so smooth, and when he returned to the village, the owner of the village would definitely be rewarded.

Cheng Donghua, who attacked Ruan Zun's heart, also thought the same.

A ray of light lit up, not the kind of shining sword-like brilliance, but black light.

The black light drew a semicircle.

The black light drew another semicircle.

A semicircle in front of you.

Another semicircle is behind you.

Then Wei and Cheng's eyes widened, and they looked at each of their hands holding sharp knives in disbelief, breaking off their elbows, detached from their bodies, spilled with a pool of blood, and fell heavily to the ground.

The black light has faded.

At this time, they felt a huge pain in their elbows.

In the next second, they hugged the broken elbow and screamed like pigs.

The young man looked at them with a calm gaze and a little pity, "Have a snack, fellow believers." This kind of shoddy assassination trick also wants to kill me? If you really want to follow your way, wouldn't the Flying Yaksha Qiu Xiaoyi, who taught me the killer technique, the number one killer of the Yanyu Tower in the south of the Yangtze River, look up to the sky and vomit three liters of blood, and die of rage?"