My magic weapons are all rule-based

Whole root!

Looking at the mace that was dozens of centimeters long and had thick spikes.

Recalling the tragic death of Yang Lin before

Master Zihe was heartbroken and fell to the ground, moving backwards.

He said in a panic: "Pi...Pika..."

He admits that he has committed countless evil deeds and killed countless people in his life, but his experience was the result of fighting through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

He was forced out of this dangerous world step by step!

But Xu Shan, this grandson, was simply born with bad blood in his bones!

What state is he in and how many years has he lived?

Seeing that he was silent, Xu Shan Jiejie smiled: "Hezi, don't you like human experiments? If you don't answer, is it because you want to try the taste of this mace yourself?"

"Tsk! In fact, this is fine. Since you are willing to pursue excitement, then I will help you follow through!"

After Xu Shan finished speaking, he slowly stepped forward with the mace.

At the same time, there were several insects that looked like scorpions in his hands, and the scorpions were already dead.

Xu Shan pinched the scorpion's poisonous tail with two fingers, squeezed out a little venom, and kept wiping the tip of the mace with the venom as he approached step by step.

"You love to play so much, Master Xu will make you feel extremely happy today!"

Zihe's eyes narrowed, and his liver and gallbladder were broken!

Poison-tailed scorpion? Why does he have this thing on him!

"Pika Pika!!" Zi He shouted loudly, and quickly rushed towards the paper and pen on the ground.

Write a line quickly.

[I am willing to cooperate, can you let me speak? 】

Xu Shan's movements stagnated and he showed a kind smile: "That's pretty much it."

Putting the mace on the ground, Xu Shan began to call out the elf ball and kept taking the purple crane back and releasing it.

After trying fifty or sixty times, I successfully transformed into a meow.

Zihe immediately spoke urgently: "I can help you analyze it, but you must promise me not to put a tail on me, meow!"

"Yes, I can swear a poisonous oath..."

"I don't believe it! You promised me not to let me out for a month before. Swearing is useless. You have to make a blood oath to me, meow!"

"I gave you face, didn't I?" Xu Shan quickly changed his face and the smile disappeared.

He had heard a little about blood oaths.

This is not a verbal oath, but a kind of magic. The monks on both sides of the oath use their blood to cast a spell.

Once one party breaks the oath, the other party can activate the blood curse and injure both parties at the same time.

One damage will damage both, and the evil is difficult to cure.

He doesn't know this kind of magic, and even if he does, there is no need to make a blood oath with Zihe.

A morally corrupt scumbag is not qualified to negotiate terms with him!

"Xu Xian, if you keep doing this to me, I will never give you the Wugou Mysterious Book until my death, meow!"

"Give me your love or not! Who the hell cares!" Xu Shan looked fierce, picked up the mace and kicked Master Zihe over, then turned over and rode on his back.

Xu Shan held the mace in one hand and summoned a fireball with the other hand, which continued to burn.

Not long after, the body of the mace was burned a dark red, and then it was stretched out in front of Master Zihe. Xu Shan's right hand began to twist to one side at the same time.

Master Zihe's eyes widened, and he saw the extremely hot mace starting to rotate, from slow to fast... and finally the spikes 'disappeared' and became a whole body.

The mace was spun by Xu Shan like an electric drill, and bursts of hot wind kept blowing on Zihe's face.

"It's about to go in. Don't worry, I'll take it slow. I've heated it for you and it can stop the bleeding."

"I promise! I promise! I will agree to whatever you ask me to do!! Meow!!" Zihe Zhenren slapped the ground and yelled, his spirit almost collapsed.

Tears kept rolling in his eyes.

He was wrong, wrong from the beginning! He shouldn't provoke evil people like Xu Xian at all.

He and Xu Xian are not the same person at all, no, he is not a human being... Demonic monks are not like this! ! !

Xu Shan took back the mace, stood up, walked aside, and sat on a chair.

He crossed his legs and said, "I gave you a chance but you didn't use it! Couldn't I have cooperated like this earlier?"

Master Zihe stood up, walked to Xu Shan aggrievedly, and forced out a flattering smile.

"Master Xu taught me a lesson, meow."

"Well, let's talk about it. If there are any hidden dangers after I destroy Crying Soul Village, I can tell you ten of them, and you have to help me find them."

"You can't say it's less than ten! Meow!" Master Zihe said with a cry.

"Hmph, then you go ahead and say it until I'm satisfied. If you're not satisfied, I'll let you add more!"

Master Zihe nodded nervously and said: "Yes...the pattern of the southern Xinjiang peripheral area has always been very stable. Although there are fights between various sects, their strength is only ebbing and flowing. There is no one who can eliminate who. As long as anyone dares to show his face too much, the others will join forces, meow.”

"You destroyed the Crying Soul Village in one go, which is equivalent to breaking the rules. Other sects will be wary of you and will most likely join forces to deal with you, meow."

"Rules?" Xu Shan asked in surprise, "When did the monks in Southern Xinjiang have such harmonious rules?"

"Unwritten rules." Zhenren Zihe said, "Those righteous monks allow the Southern Xinjiang Demonic Path to exist, but they do not want it to form a unified force, so once there are signs of unification, the righteous monks will send people to reorganize."

"Three hundred years ago, someone thought about unifying the outer reaches of southern Xinjiang, but Zhengdao sent people to annihilate them. Later, everyone had this tacit understanding, meow."

"Are all the righteous monks so arrogant? What about the deep areas of Southern Xinjiang, don't they care? Besides, if such a big thing happens in the periphery, everyone is a monk in Southern Xinjiang, so won't the people inside come forward to help?" Xu Shan asked.

"No, they don't care. Southern Xinjiang monks have never been good at cooperation, especially internally, where the fighting is far more intense than here. The outer areas are still under the control of the righteous path, and once a unified force is born, it will be disadvantageous to them, meow."

Zihe Zhenren explained quickly, fearing that Xu Shan would be dissatisfied.

"There is a clear boundary between the inside and outside of Southern Xinjiang, separated by the fierce dark rift. The rift is full of gloomy winds, and even Jindan cultivators have to take some risks to cross it. Over time, the two areas have become distinct, meow."

"Only cultivators in the outer area are willing to go deep into it, while cultivators in the deep area are rarely willing to come to the outer area. After all, the outer area is far less than the inner area in terms of area and resources, meow."

"So that's it..." Xu Shan touched his chin and said, "The outer and inner areas are not completely unconnected, right? If I have a conflict with other sects, will it lead to the big forces behind them?"

"It's hard to say... meow."

"What do you mean by hard to say."

"I don't know either. When I was in there, I was also a casual cultivator and never joined a sect... But people in it usually don't pay much attention to things outside Southern Xinjiang. I can only say this, meow."

"Well... never mind that. If other sects are really afraid of Zhenhai Sect, who is most likely to take action first? Is it possible to ambush me together?"

"It's possible, and it's not necessarily possible to join forces, meow."

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