The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 15
Shortly after leaving the Library Pavilion, the group arrived at the Treasure House.

There are three floors in the treasure building, and each floor is filled with rare magic treasures that are rare in the world, including high-level elixirs that can improve your cultivation.

These treasures are simply a fatal temptation for monks.

The disciples of Xianyun Sect were very excited.

Even Yun Jie couldn't help but pick up a sword.

This sword exudes rich spiritual energy. It is heavy in hand, but it has a warm aura. At first glance, it is a top-quality fire-attribute spiritual sword, which is very consistent with his single fire-attribute spiritual root.

If this sword can be refined into a natal sword, his strength will definitely increase greatly.

But he soon came to his senses.

He already has his own natal sword, and it was a gift from his father. He can no longer be greedy for other swords.

Yun Jie reluctantly put down his sword and turned to look elsewhere, only to see that other fellow disciples had been fascinated by these magic weapons. They grabbed one magic weapon after another and stuffed it into the Qiankun bag.

Yun Jie's expression changed and he shouted sternly: "You all stop it!"

Too bad no one listened to him.

Except for him and Yang Rongrong, everyone present seemed to be possessed, with only the magic weapons in front of them in mind and eyes. Two disciples even fought over a magic weapon.

Looking at their red-rimmed eyes and crazy expressions, it was obvious that they had lost their minds.

Yun Jie forcibly pulled the two fighting fellow disciples away, and then went to pull the other brothers. He wanted to take everyone away from this place.

But no matter how much he scolded and dragged them, those people refused to let go of the magic weapon in their hands.

Zhao Shu even drew his sword against Yun Jie.

"Get away! These treasures are all mine, you can't even try to steal them!"

Yun Jie looked at the tip of the sword in front of him with a look of disbelief on his face: "Zhao Shu, are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing?"

On weekdays, Zhao Shu always has a quiet and introverted personality. Although his talent is mediocre, he is gentle and willing to work hard. Yun Jie once went down the mountain with him for training. The two have a close friendship, and Yun Jie has always regarded him as a friend.

But he didn't expect that this friend would point a sword at him one day.

Zhao Shu's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, his eyes were red, but his pupils were dull black, and his whole person was in a state of frenzy that was both uneasy and excited.

"I'm not crazy, I'm sober. I've been waiting for this day for too long. I can't miss it!"

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of pills with his free left hand.

"Unlike you, I have a father who is the head of a sect. I was born with a single spiritual root of the fire element. I am the only one in the world to be the proud son of heaven. I am just an ordinary person. I was lucky enough to join the immortal sect. At the beginning, I only To be able to be an outer sect disciple, I worked hard and practiced hard day and night, and then I managed to reach the late stage of Qi training. I wanted to build a foundation, but I didn’t even have a foundation building pill, so I had to go down the mountain to practice. , to complete the dangerous mission assigned by the sect, and in the end I barely managed to complete the mission, and only then did I receive a small foundation-building pill from the elder in charge, so that I could successfully build the foundation and enter the inner gate."

Yunjie got to know Zhao Shu because of that experience down the mountain.

He originally thought that Zhao Shu, like him, just wanted to go down the mountain to see the outside world so that he could train his mind.

But he didn't expect that Zhao Shu actually wanted a foundation-building pill.

Yunjie frowned and said, "If you want the Foundation Establishment Pill, you can tell me directly and I can give it to you."

Foundation-building pills are rare for ordinary monks, but they are very common for Yunjie.

His father had already prepared the Foundation Establishment Pill for him, but he did not want to rely on the pill for promotion, so he rejected the Foundation Establishment Pill and relied solely on his own character and cultivation to successfully build the Foundation.

Zhao Shu suddenly changed his face and roared: "I don't need your charity! No need!!"

Yunjie explained: "It's not charity, don't think too much about it, I actually..."

Zhao Shu interrupted him, his voice full of hatred.

"A genius like you will never be able to understand an ordinary person like me. Even if I practice hard, I can't compare to a few of your pills. But it doesn't matter. I have a lot of pills now. Look at it. , these are the best elixirs that you can’t buy outside the Hua Lingshi. As long as I eat them, my cultivation level will immediately surpass all of you! "

After speaking, he opened his mouth and stuffed the elixir into it. "Don't!" Yun Jie wanted to stop him, but as soon as he made a move, the tip of Zhao Shu's sword pressed against his heart.

He could only watch as Zhao Shu swallowed all the pills.

I don't know if it was because of the effect of the elixir, but Zhao Shu's face began to turn red, his eyeballs bulged out a little, and his face turned a strange purple color.

He obviously looked in pain, but the corners of Zhao Shu's lips were still curling up.

He was laughing happily: "Hahaha! My cultivation level has improved, and I will be able to form pills soon!"

Seeing this, the other disciples of Xianyun Sect also rushed to grab the elixir and stuff it into their mouths, fearing that they would not be able to form the elixir if they were too slow.

Yun Jie wanted to stop his fellow disciples from their ridiculous behavior, but was stopped by Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu stared at Yunjie with his strange eyes and said conspiratorially.

"You don't want us to take the elixir, are you afraid that our cultivation will surpass yours?"

Yunjie didn't want to let him continue to go crazy, so he directly drew his sword to fight against him.

"There's something wrong with this place, you all need to wake up!"

Zhao Shujie smiled strangely: "Is there any problem? No, I think everything here is very good. I like it here and want to live here forever."

Yun Jie didn't want to hurt his fellow disciples, so he was always merciful when he made moves.

But Zhao Shu is different.

He used deadly moves, and it seemed that he was determined to kill Yun Jie.

Yunjie was forced to retreat continuously.

Zhao Shu continued to laugh strangely: "So that's all you have."

Reason told Yun Jie that he could no longer retreat, but the other party was his fellow junior, and the two of them had exterminated demons and defended the Tao together, so he really couldn't be cruel.

At this moment, there was a sudden creak.

The sound was not loud, but it seemed particularly clear in this silent treasure house.

Zhao Shu turned his head and looked around, and saw Yang Rongrong standing at the top of the stairs with her waist bent, one of her feet still maintaining the posture of going downstairs.

Originally, she planned to escape unprepared, but who would have thought that the broken stairs were in disrepair and creaked when she stepped on them.

This was great, everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Yang Rongrong twitched the corners of her mouth and showed an awkward but polite smile: "You continue to work, don't worry about me, just pretend I don't exist."

Zhao Shu raised his feet and walked towards her, with a sinister look in his eyes, obviously with bad intentions.

Yang Rongrong hurriedly ran downstairs.

She remembered that this treasure building only had three floors, and she should be able to run out quickly.

She ran to the end of the stairs in one breath and rushed out with all her strength, only to find that she was back on the third floor of the treasure building!

Zhao Shu, Yun Jie, and other disciples of the Xianyun Sect are all still there.

All their eyes were on her.

Zhao Shu's eyes were stern, and the words he spat out were like curses.

"You can't run away."

　Are there any tickets left?Are there any tickets left? (Look at my longing eyes QAQ)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)