Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 167 Jia Zhengliang's Advice
Xiao Xiangdong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Xin Ziqiu had confirmed that Zhao Dezhao was dead.

He waved forward, and the Nine Dragons Divine Flame Hood rose immediately, and quickly became the size of a bell again in mid-air, and flew back upside down, caught in his palm, and put it away.

Xin Ziqiu looked over there, and sure enough, there was no trace of Zhao Dezhao within the area covered by the hood, and only his blue robe remained on the ground.

Seeing this, he stuck out his tongue in shock.

This thing is more powerful than the crematorium of the funeral home, not even the ashes are left.

Samadhi True Fire does not refine mortal objects, but only burns the Three Treasures of Man's Essence, Energy and Spirit. Therefore, although Zhao Dezhao has been burnt to the point that there is not even a slag left, his clothes and items are still intact.

Xin Ziqiu walked to Zhao Dezhao's relics, kicked the robe on the ground, and suddenly found that there were actually two gold tablets here.

In addition, a small crystal clear Jade Buddha also dropped.

He put away the gold slips, picked up the Jade Buddha and looked at it. He saw that the Jade Buddha was about the size of a thumb, with a bare chest and a pleasant smile. The carvings were extremely delicate and exquisite. With a warm soft light.

He took it back and handed it to Xiao Xiangdong and said:
"Old Xiao, this is on Zhao Dezhao's body, what do you see?"

Xiao Xiangdong took the little Jade Buddha, held it in his hand, rubbed it lightly with his thumb a few times, and put it on the center of his eyebrows to feel it attentively, then shook his head and said:

"I don't know, but I feel that there seems to be something recorded in it, but a barrier is set up, and my spiritual power can't get in. Why don't you try it. This is Zhao Dezhao's belongings. Since he will carry it with him until he dies, it must be It's a good thing."

As he spoke, he handed over the little Jade Buddha again.

Xin Ziqiu also imitated his appearance, using the power of his soul to check.

Suddenly, the little Jade Buddha suddenly became fine and fine in his spiritual perception, even the dust and grease on it became extremely clear.

But just when his soul was about to penetrate into the Jade Buddha, a soft strong force wrapped him gently like soft cotton, preventing his divine thoughts from entering.

Xin Ziqiu concentrated his mind again, his spirit merged with his energy, the power of his spirit suddenly multiplied, and he rushed towards the Jade Buddha.

This time, Xin Ziqiu's divine sense was bounced away again, as if an athlete sprinting with all his strength hit the soft air cushion, but there was no counterattack from the Jade Buddha, and it seemed that there was no malice.

With a childlike innocence, he grabbed the Jade Buddha, wrapped it with the power of the soul, and pulled it hard, directly bringing it into his inner scene.

As soon as the Jade Buddha entered his inner scene, it suddenly burst into brilliance and transformed into a golden Buddha more than one foot high in mid-air.

The five-color light flashes behind its head, which makes people feel like worshiping.

At the same time, the holes on the Jade Buddha's body were wide open, and pieces of golden scriptures flew out from inside, floating in midair.

Xin Ziqiu looked intently and sensed that every character of these scriptures contained powerful energy, but unfortunately they were all blurred, no matter how carefully he looked at them, he couldn't make them out clearly.

Even if he dominates everything in the interior scene, he is still powerless.

He understood that this was because his cultivation base was still shallow, and the power of his soul was not strong enough.

But this Jade Buddha must be an extremely precious treasure, no wonder Zhao Dezhao will always stay by his side.

He brought the Jade Buddha back to reality from his inner scene, opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Xiangdong and said:
"Old Xiao, I can feel that there are many scriptures on it, but I can't see the content clearly. This is your spoils of war, you can keep it."

Then he handed the Jade Buddha back.

Xiao Xiangdong pushed his hand and said:
"I don't want it. I'm satisfied if I can complete the task. You take the things. You helped me so much this time. You can't leave nothing behind. When we go back, I will thank you very much."

Xin Ziqiu smiled:

"You still tell me what to do. I will ask you for help when I have something to do in the future."

But he knew his good friend well, and knew that Lao Xiao would never say anything against his will, nor would he pretend to be polite to himself. If he said he didn't want the Jade Buddha, even if he put a knife on his neck, he would definitely not want it.

He didn't refuse at the moment, put the Jade Buddha into his treasure bag, and then said:
"Old Xiao, your Nine Dragons Divine Flame Cover is so powerful, how much star power did you spend?"

Xiao Xiangdong played with the small bell in his hand, and said proudly:

"Excellent, this is an elite-level consumable. I only exchanged it after completing a third-level world event. It cost me [-] points of star power, which is almost equivalent to a low-level task reward. But in fact This thing is very tasteless, it can only be used three times, I have used it twice, and it will be scrapped after one more use.

"Also, as you have seen, although this thing is powerful, it also has a lot of restrictions. It still consumes real energy and divine sense to use it. It has no combat power for at least two or three hours at a time, and you must cooperate with others, otherwise Who will give you half a day to sacrifice and inspire during the battle?"

Xin Ziqiu nodded, thinking that what he said made sense, but he was still very envious:
"Is there a real Kowloon God Fire Cover? Just like the one written in the Romance of the Gods, the kind that even immortals who have practiced for thousands of years can refine."

Xiao Xiangdong rolled his eyes:

"Don't be kidding, even if there is such a thing, we can remember it? Even if the genuine Nine Dragons God Fire Cover is given to you for free, you will be like a dragonfly shaking a big tree. It can't be moved at all. It must be at least a legendary treasure. , it is not certain whether high-ranking practitioners will be able to see it."

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The two were able to chat calmly and calmly because all the enemies in the arena were executed. Even the Blood River Sword, which was a combination of human and sword, had already been held in the hands of the ghost behind the bright moon. It was silent and motionless. The sanity of Taoist Xuehe inside has been obliterated, and he has been completely turned into a dead object.

At this time, the crisis is over for a while, both of them feel that their limbs and bones are about to spread apart, and they really don't want to move a step.

From the moment he entered the cliff top and was attacked by someone until he just killed Zhao Dezhao, after this series of vicious battles, even though Xin Ziqiu had the vitality to recover his physical strength and injuries, he was always at the critical point of life and death, and the mental pressure was always extremely high.

Xiao Xiangdong was similar, he finally killed Zhao Dezhao, completed the task, let his tense nerves relax instantly, and simply lay down on the ground, motionless.

Xin Ziqiu ignored him, walked up to Jia Zhengliang and said gratefully:
"Uncle Jia, thank you for your help."

Jia Zhengliang wondered:
"Where is this place, why would someone chase you down?"

Xin Ziqiu briefly told him the general situation. Jia Zhengliang looked around and looked at this paradise, and couldn't help but sigh at the methods of the ancient warlocks.

He also said to Xin Ziqiu:

"Little brother, I just activated Lei Fa, and I spent a lot of spiritual power. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay here for too long. Since everyone with the clearance mark is in danger, I hope you will take good care of my father and Zhiqing, I can't thank you enough."

Xin Ziqiu smiled and said:

"Uncle, don't worry, you don't need to say, I will do my best to ensure the safety of the old man and sister Zhiqing. Moreover, the most powerful guys here have already been killed. It is estimated that there will be no great danger in the future. At most, we will wait In the last day and night, everyone will be teleported out, and this trip to the ancient tomb is considered to be over."

Jia Zhengliang nodded in relief, then looked at Taiwei Hong who was leaning against a big tree not far away, and asked in a low voice:

"The official is also one of yours?"

When he said this, he turned his back and deliberately blocked Hong Taiwei's sight with his back, looking cautious.

Seeing his serious expression, Xin Ziqiu felt a slight movement in his heart, remembering the story of Jia Zhengliang once happened in Longhu Mountain Fumo Temple.

He replied in a low voice:
"Yes, he is the leader of the team this time. He is the Taiwei of the Great Song Dynasty, also surnamed Hong, and his name is Hong Xin Hong Anping."

Jia Zhengliang frowned slightly:
"Why such a coincidence?"

Xin Ziqiu asked:
"Uncle, is this Hong Taiwei the same person you met in Fumo Temple?"

Jia Zhengliang shook his head:
"No, but..."

He hesitated to speak, thought for a while and said:

"...He seems to have the same aura as that person back then."

Xin Ziqiu was taken aback:
"Is he the devil?"

Jia Zhengliang sighed:
"I don't know, my cultivation level is not enough, and my perception is very vague. What happened back then hit me too hard, and I still feel a little scared now. Maybe I was too suspicious.

"But you still have to be careful. I hope that I am suspicious. This Hong Taiwei is just an ordinary person. That's the best. Otherwise, he can hide his identity from me. His strength must be far beyond our imagination. It may be Extremely powerful demons."

Xin Ziqiu knew that Jia Zhengliang had the strength of an Earth Immortal. Although his combat power was limited, his soul was powerful, and he was definitely far above him. Someone who could make him unable to see the truth clearly must not be an ordinary person, at least he must be an Earth Immortal. More than cents.

He curiously pointed to the bright moon that manifested the phantom of the demon god not far away:
"That is also the demon race, are they the same type?"

Jia Zhengliang glanced at the bright moon, shook his head and said:
"That's a small character, nothing more than using the power of magic tools. There are 360 ​​branches of the demon race, and she is probably just one of the small races.

"Hundreds of years ago, the demon clan was extremely powerful. Above the 360 ​​races, there was also a Yuanshi demon clan who claimed to be the demon king. He was above all the demon clan and ruled over all the demon clan. All of them were extremely powerful.

"Although the immortals of the human race had strangled and sealed them all during the battle between immortals and demons hundreds of years ago, with the strength of these people, it would not be surprising if some escaped the net and hid them."

"If this Hong Taiwei is really not an ordinary person, then with his strength, he is likely to be the Demon King of the Yuanshi Demon Clan, and at least at the level of a true immortal, he is definitely not something you and I can resist. If you find any clues, you may Don't show it, lest you be silenced by him.

"After I get out, I'll find a way to contact Master Gao Gong of Longhu Mountain and ask them to ask my master, Mr. Xu Jing, to deal with it. Don't be a hero yourself. Remember, remember."

Xin Ziqiu's heart sank. In fact, he had always doubted Hong Taiwei's identity. He always felt that he was a little too contrived, not as simple as an ordinary person.

Moreover, there is always a very familiar feeling on this person, like gangrene attached to the bone, lingering, as if he has seen it somewhere.

This kind of strange idea also made him feel anxious all the time.

Xin Ziqiu once thought about the possible identity of Hong Taiwei, and guessed that he might be an elder of the Huangquan clan, or even Yutong who had dealt with him before, because he had seen his clone before, so the familiar feeling might be from this come.

But now after listening to Jia Zhengliang's words, he realized that he was too naive.

If Hong Taiwei is really as he said, a great figure above the real immortals, then I am afraid that the ancestors of Huangquan, who have died for hundreds of years, are far inferior to him, let alone the elders of the Huangquan clan.

What is the purpose of this guy running into Lord Xinling's ancient tomb?

He asked Jia Zhengliang again:

"Uncle, if Hong Taiwei has other plans here, how can I stop him?"

Jia Zhengliang said seriously:

"Have you forgotten what I just said? Don't act rashly. Even if he has any plans, with his strength, you can't stop him anyway. You can only make unnecessary sacrifices. All you can do is save your life no matter what. Find the people from Longhu Mountain after you go out.

"In this world, if anyone can deal with a real immortal, it can only be my master, the contemporary celestial master Mr. Xu Jing, or the Chunyang real person Lu Dongbin and Mr. Xiyi Mr. Chen Tuan of the Inner Alchemy School. The latter two are probably gone. The world is gone. The only one who can contact me immediately is my mentor."

Xin Ziqiu still wanted to ask what is eternity, but at this time Jia Xian and Jia Zhiqing also came over.

After going through a life-and-death crisis, Jia Zhiqing plunged into her father's arms, tears streaming down her face.

"father!"

Jia Zhengliang patted his daughter on the shoulder, comforted him, and then looked at his father. The father and son looked at each other and smiled, everything was kept silent.

……

Xin Ziqiu didn't want to disturb the short family reunion time, silently stepped aside and walked towards the bright moon.

The bright moon has worn away the spiritual wisdom on the Blood River Sword, put away the phantom of the demon god behind her, and somehow recovered the skin on her face and hands that had been cracked by fighting before, and turned into that charming girl again appearance.

Seeing Xin Ziqiu approaching, she threw the Blood River Sword to him, and said with a coquettish smile:
"Xiao Langjun, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life. I helped you, so you should fulfill your promise, and give me the other three "Huangquan Zhenjing"."

Xin Ziqiu took the sword, but he didn't like it very much when he saw the light of the sword was evil.

However, his Juque sword was broken, and there was no one in his hand at this time, so he just used it, so he grinned at the bright moon:
"Thank you Sister Haoyue, of course I can give you things, but not now, I think the time is right."

Bright Moon's complexion changed, and she said in a sharp voice:
"You want to say nothing?"

Xin Ziqiu said with a smile:
"No, we men, how could we go back on our promises, but I only said that I would send you the scriptures, but I didn't say when."

Jiaoyue felt that she had been fooled, and said angrily:

"Bastard, if you don't give it to me for 100 years, do I have to wait for you for 100 years? What's the difference between this and cheating?"

Xin Ziqiu didn't mind her getting angry, so he said with a smile on his face:
"Sister Jiaoyue, don't be angry, I said I will send you off, and I will definitely do it, but if you want to wake up the remnants of your Huangquan ancestors, you have to use these things.

"If I'm not mistaken, the crown on your head and the token in your hand are the magical artifacts of the ancestor Huang Quan. I also have two. Let's add them together. If we can get the remaining three real With the chip, I can take you to the ruins and awaken the remnant souls of your ancestors. If you still want these things, they are all yours. It’s still the same sentence, I want these, it’s useless at all .”

Jiaoyue has lived for hundreds of years and has seen countless people. She looked at Xin Ziqiu quietly, and saw that his expression was sincere and his attitude was calm, not perfunctory, so she said with some peace of mind:

"Okay, I will trust you again, but you have already given me these two scriptures, don't want to go back."

Xin Ziqiu waved his hands boldly and said:
"No problem, if you want to wake up the remnant soul of your ancestor, you need to collect eight copies of the "Huangquan Zhenjing". We have five here, and the rest should be on the three elders of your clan. Can sister Jiaoyue find They borrow it? I promise it's worth it."

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(End of this chapter)