Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 237 The New Crisis
There is no written record of the Holy Relic of the Pope in the Western Regions, and it has been missing for more than [-] years. During this period, dynasties and regimes have changed, and the truth has long been lost in the long river of history.

And the words "City of Disillusionment" are only used by saints in the church today. Even if ordinary church members have heard about the history of the lost treasure, they mostly spread rumors, thinking that what was lost was a real holy city , so it is called "The Lost Holy Land".

As for Huo Shan himself, he was close to the founder of the Assassin religion, the Persian Grand Runizam, so he had heard of the real name of the sacred object, but he did not expect to be pointed out by the young boy in front of him.

He couldn't hide the horror on his face, and hurriedly asked:
"How did you know the name of the lost sacred object in our religion?"

The secret of the City of Disillusionment was naturally told by Wang Xuanfu to Xin Ziqiu, and before he died, he entrusted him to find this treasure from the alchemists and return it to the saints of the Western Regions.

Xin Ziqiu cleared his throat, put on a straight face and pretended to be high-spirited and said:

"Not only do I know the name, but I can also help you get it back, but the condition is that your Assassins will never set foot in the Central Plains again, let alone murder innocent Han people."

Huo Shan revealed doubts in his eyes:
"Why should I believe you? The sacred object has been lost for hundreds of years, and even the prophets don't know where it is. What skills do you have to find it?"

Xin Ziqiu glanced at Jiaoyue and couldn't help but sneered:
"This prophet of yours is a counterfeit, nonsense. However, you don't need to trust me, as long as you give me ten days, I will definitely find it for you, and then you will know that I, a Central Plains man, will do what I say.

"But there is one condition. These days, you Assassins teach me to be more honest and stop monitoring and disturbing Jia's family. Otherwise, even if I take back the treasure and use it as a latrine, I won't give it to you."

Huo Shan lowered his eyelids, thought for a while, and said:
"You Orientals are cunning, how do I know that you are not delaying your attack to delay time?"

Xin Ziqiu suddenly had a feeling in his heart and glanced at the dark corner of the room.

But soon, his expression returned to normal, and he snorted and said:
"Is there still a way to deal with you? I don't need to prove anything to you. If you don't believe me, I will abolish both of you here right now. No one will know. If you want to live or die, I will give you one last time Chance."

As he spoke, blue electric arcs swirled and danced around his body, as if the god of thunder from the nine heavens had descended into the world.

This is the advanced version of Palm Thunder, the most lethal Yushu God Thunder in Huashan Thunder Art.

Having just seen how powerful Lei Fa is, Huo Shan has no doubts that the young man in front of him has the ability to silently kill him on the spot.

He knew that he had no choice but to trust Xin Ziqiu's promise.

"Okay, I believe you, March 27, I will visit again, farewell!"

After speaking, enduring the severe pain, he reluctantly stood up, turned to Jiaoyue and said:
"Master Prophet, the sacred object is very important, please leave it for now, if this Han kid doesn't keep his promise, I will make a comeback."

After the voice fell, the person had already disappeared into the darkness and disappeared.

Xin Ziqiu looked at the bewildered Bright Moon, and said solemnly:
"Jiaoyue, what other means do you have?"

Haoyue exhausted all means, but she still couldn't do anything about Xin Ziqiu, so she could only force a smile on her face:
"Little brother, we have something to talk about, you put away your magical powers first."

Xin Ziqiu had no intention of embarrassing her, after all, she had to rely on this woman to find the remaining three scriptures, so he put away Lei Fa and said slowly:
"I don't care about you, first hand over the two scriptures I gave you and the two magic weapons in your hand."

Jiaoyue knew that she was not Xin Ziqiu's opponent. Seeing that he had the upper hand and did not kill herself, she also understood that he did cooperate sincerely, so she obediently took out the treasure.

However, she returned three scriptures instead of two.

Because the third elder also died in the hands of Haoyue, the third scripture he was in charge of naturally changed its owner.

In fact, the power of will stored in the Huangquan scriptures had been absorbed by her long ago, and it was useless for her to keep the things on her body, and it didn't make much difference whether they were handed over to Xin Ziqiu, so she took them very readily.

Xin Ziqiu took the things and said:
"Although you are not benevolent, I mean what I say, and our cooperation is still valid. I don't care what method you use, but it is best to gather the remaining elders as soon as possible and tell them that I have the remnants of your ancestors. As evidenced by a ray of spiritual thoughts, when they hand over the scriptures, I will naturally lead you to resurrect Huangquan."

Bright moon nodded:

"Okay, give me some time, I'll think of a way, the second elder is easy to handle, but the fourth elder's whereabouts are erratic, and the first elder is too strong, so I don't know for sure."

Xin Ziqiu stretched out three fingers:

"Three days, I can only give you three days, it's not that I don't show affection, it's because I have too many things here, I can't wait for you."

Haoyue gritted her teeth:

"Okay, even if I use myself as a bait, I will gather the remaining three elders together."

Xin Ziqiu smiled and said:
"I said, you don't look like you are bitter and bitter. This matter is done, you have made great achievements, and you are afraid that they will continue to chase and kill you? If you don't become an elder in the clan, I will be in a panic for you."

Bright Moon squeezed out a wry smile:
"I have lived for hundreds of years, and I still don't know that the human race is deceitful and good at reneging on promises? I hope you are different from others and can keep your promises."

As he said that, he jumped back, jumped out of the window, merged with the night, and fled away.

……

Xin Ziqiu sent the bright moon away, checked the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and found nothing unusual, then bowed to the ground in the dark place in the southeast corner, and said respectfully:
"Xin Ziqiu paid a visit to the two seniors to deal with some personal matters, and let the two laugh."

The shadow of the candle flickered, and in a shadowy corner where the light couldn't reach, two Taoist priests had stood there at some point, looking at him with smiles.

One wears a Huayang scarf on his head and carries a sword on his back; the other is bare-chested and holds a plantain fan.

It was Lu Dongbin and Zhong Liquan.

Zhong Liquan smiled leisurely when he saw Xin Ziqiu:
"I haven't seen you for a few months. Not only does Xiaoyou Xin still have the same demeanor, but also his skills are improving rapidly. I am very relieved and congratulate!"

Lu Dongbin also said in a gentle voice:
"We thought, Xiaoyou Xin, that you sacrificed yourself to save others, and you have been swallowed by the gate of the void, but it turns out that auspicious people have their own destiny. Now that you have returned safely, can you tell me what happened to the channel?"

Xin Ziqiu sighed, and described the situation of that day in detail, except for the matter about Hong Taiwei, he did not hide anything.

When the two true immortals heard that Wang Xuanfu's soul had returned to the void, they couldn't help sighing, and felt the great benevolence and righteousness of this ten thousand-year true immortal who established his life for the human race.

After Xin Ziqiu finished telling the story of the day, he added:
"Before Emperor Donghua died, he entrusted three things. The first is to rectify Jia Zhengliang's name, the second is to restrain the alchemists, and the third is to get the 'City of Disillusionment' from the alchemists and return it to the Western Regions Dashi. saint of the country.

"Now that Longhushan has conferred the posthumous posthumous title of high-level mage for Uncle Jia, it has also been officially conferred, and Jia's family will also be protected by Longhushan. This matter is over, but the other two things, the younger generation's ability is low. , I have to invite the seniors to come forward."

The two true immortals looked at each other after hearing the words, and then Zhong Liquan said:
"Xin Xiaoyou, you just came back, and you probably haven't heard of something. Just last night, the alchemists were attacked, some were seriously injured, and their treasures were also stolen. And the two of us, tonight is for this matter come..."

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(End of this chapter)