Chapter 415: The Summoned Lord White!

Song Shuhang knelt down and picked up a piece of armor.

He clearly saw with his own eyes that blood formed this bloody armor, but apart from the color, the armor fragments had nothing to do with blood - this was simply alchemy!

Shuhang felt that this thing was very interesting, so he asked aloud: "Senior Spirit Butterfly, are these fragments still useful?"

"It's useless. After it's broken, the strange energy contained in it will be completely dissipated, making it of no research value." Lord Lingdie replied casually.

"Oh, can I pick up a few pieces?" Song Shuhang flicked the piece of armor in his hand and made a crisp sound.

Lord Lingdie smiled and said, "You are free to do whatever you want, little friend."

"Thank you, senior." So, Song Shuhang picked four larger pieces of armor and tried to put them into the 'one-inch shrinking bag'. Because the armor was broken and the mysterious power inside had dissipated, Song Shuhang successfully put them into the 'one-inch shrinking bag'.

Lord Lingdie secretly glanced at Song Shuhang's one-inch shrinking bag.

It's actually a cute bunny shape? Much cuter than Yurouzi's. The Venerable recalled Song Shuhang's previous female form... This little friend Song Shuhang, from a certain angle, is indeed very reassuring!

Lord Lingdie was in a good mood: "Sit tight, let's go find Fellow Daoist Bai next."

Caiyun magic weapon accelerated and flew towards the underground melting cave of 'Mr.

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At this time, in the palace of True Monarch Huangshan.

The Taoist friends of the "Jiuzhou No. 1 Group" were still exchanging their experiences after clearing the "Blood Demon", and unknowingly, the "Tao Theory Vision" took shape again.

While the fellow Taoists were enjoying their exchanges, True Monarch Huangshan quietly left the crowd.

He carefully walked to a room upstairs in the palace. There, a poor little fellow Taoist was imprisoned - Deng Yima, who was ruined by the Black Trigram and mistook the Lychee Fairy for the Black Trigram, and was severely beaten by the Lychee Fairy.

True Lord Huangshan pushed open the door and entered.

Fellow Daoist Deng Yima looked stubborn. His strength was sealed and he was tied up and thrown on the bed. He still refuses to believe that the 'Lychee Fairy' he saw back then was the 'disguise' of the Immortal Master Tong Gua - how can there be such an awesome disguise technique in this world?

In his heart,

None of these guys are good people.

Especially seeing the sneaky appearance of True Lord Huangshan, Deng Yima felt a little uneasy. What does this guy want to do?

"Fellow Daoist Deng Yima, don't be nervous. I am the True Monarch of Huangshan. I believe you have heard of me, right?" The True Monarch of Huangshan pulled up a chair and sat down, saying - The True Monarch is considered to be the biggest in the world of Chinese monks. He is such a distinguished person that even Fairy Bie Xue's Immortal Food Banquet will never be without him as a distinguished guest.

Deng Yima glanced at True Lord Huangshan - it seemed that he was somewhat similar to the legendary 'Senior Huangshan'?

"I wonder what the True Lord wants from me?" Deng Yima said aloud. Although he was not sure whether the other party was the 'True Lord of Huangshan', his strength showed that he was undoubtedly a powerful True Lord.

True Lord Huangshan smiled and said: "I would like to know how many projectiles are left that my little friend got from the 'Black Tiger Secret Realm'?"

"Huh?" Deng Yima looked at True Lord Huangshan in confusion.

True Lord Huangshan said: "I am very interested in those projectiles of yours. So, if you are interested in selling them, just make an offer."

"How many projectiles do you want to buy from me? There were originally six in total. I used one in the experiment, another one before, and four more." Deng Yima is a man who looks the same on the outside - he has a long With a baby face.

Huangshan Zhenjun asked: "It seems that fellow Taoist has also planned to trade them? So does fellow Taoist have a psychological price? Why not report the number?"

"Let me tell you in advance, the price I want is very high." Deng Yima said - if the price is low, he will not sell it.

"Fellow Taoist, it doesn't matter. Buying and selling is a matter of mutual consent. Don't worry, even if the price is very high, I won't buy or sell by force." True Lord Huangshan comforted him.

"Then I said it, I want one hundred thousand fifth-grade spiritual stones!" Deng Yima gritted his teeth.

Spiritual stones are divided into nine grades according to the quantity and purity of the spiritual power contained in them, and corresponding to the level of the monks. Generally speaking, which level of spiritual stone is the best for a monk of any level to practice without causing waste.

This price is certainly not higher than the entire net worth that Deng Yima consumed...but it can at least make up for his losses, and he can still have enough money to buy a suitable flying sword, so that he no longer has to fly around on a 'Superman'.

However, the price was still ridiculously high - you must know that at that time, when he was in the sect, others were only willing to pay 10,000 spirit stones for five projectiles at most.

"The price is reasonable." True Lord Huangshan nodded and said, "Then, let's pay the money with one hand and the loan with the other!"

Zhenjun has been particularly wealthy recently... Not long ago, Huangshan Zhenjun's people discovered a vein of spirit stone on a certain satellite, and the purity was quite high.

Seeing that the other party was so cheerful, Deng Yima was a little confused - from the looks of it, it seemed that if he ordered more spiritual stones, the other party would agree!

Did I make a loss? Are these projectiles really treasures?

It's just...since my price has been quoted, I would be embarrassed to go back on it. If he offends the true king in front of him and the other party doesn't buy it, will he keep four projectiles to drink from the northwest wind?

"Deal!" Deng Yima said forcefully: "Senior Huangshan, please untie me!"

True Lord Huangshan happily untied Deng Yima and unlocked the spiritual power seal on his body.

The two of them paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other, and the transaction was pleasant.

"Fellow Daoist Deng is such a cheerful person." After Huangshan Zhenjun put away the four projectiles, he took out a very good fourth-grade flying sword from his sleeve and handed it to Deng Yima: "I heard fellow Taoist Liu Long mentioned that Fellow Daoist Deng There is something wrong with your transportation tool. I happen to have a flying sword with good speed here, so I gave it to fellow Taoist for transportation."

Deng Yima gratefully took the flying sword, and then bid farewell to True Lord Huangshan.

Before leaving—Fellow Taoist Deng Yima asked the address of ‘Fellow Pharmacist’ from the mouth of True Monarch Huangshan.

It seems that his next stop is the 'Fellow Medicine Master'.

True Lord Huangshan held four projectiles - if he guessed correctly, these four projectiles may contain the 'power of time', which would be a priceless treasure.

After some time, we have to invite the seniors in the group to get together and study these four projectiles.

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In the molten cave a hundred miles away from the Chu family.

‘Sir’ once again carefully smeared some blood of ‘Chu family disciples’ on the four scrolls.

Sure enough, the four scrolls shone with dazzling light again!

"The secrets in the scroll are definitely related to the blood of the disciples of the Chu family. But how to unlock the secrets inside?" Mr. asked worriedly.

The gentleman only knows that the key to the secret realm of immortality is hidden in these four paintings.

But he can be sure that the key is not the "Sword Art" that the Chu family understood!

That key should be something more 'substantial'.

While I was thinking, suddenly... the top of the molten cave exploded!

what happened?

The gentleman raised his head in surprise and looked at the explosion above his head.

Then, he saw an immortal-like figure landing from where the top of the molten cave exploded.

That figure is so perfect that it cannot be described in words. Anyway, as long as 'Sir' applies all the adjectives in his mind about 'perfect, beautiful, handsome, handsome', etc. to this figure, he will be right.

Maybe it's because this figure is too perfect? Or maybe this figure has a strong affinity.

He clearly knew that the other party had broken in by exploding a molten cave, but he couldn't bear to be vigilant in his heart.

Finally, the figure slowly descended and stayed in the void.

He does not borrow any power, his feet are in the void.

"Huh? Are we finally here?" Venerable White waved his hand, and then his eyes fell on the gentleman and the four scrolls beside him - yes, we are here!

"Senior, what are you doing for visiting my cave?" The gentleman saluted to Venerable Bai. With great difficulty, he regained his senses, and at the same time, he quietly mobilized the power of the blood pool behind him.

Be ready to attack the opponent at any time.

"Ah, that's it." Venerable Bai coughed and explained: "Because one of my runes was wrong, so... Congratulations, you have collected four "Sword Art" scrolls from the Chu family. Once After you collect all the scrolls, you will summon me here!"

gentlemen:"……"

What is this mess?

Venerable White said again: "Then, after you call me over, I will take away these four scrolls."

"Impossible!" Mr. shouted, and threw himself on the four scrolls. At the same time, he mobilized the power of the blood pool to attack Venerable White, and shouted: "They belong to me, and I will not let anyone take them." bring……"

Snapped!

An eight-hundred-pound slap hit him in the face... The gentleman only felt his body float up, soar into the clouds and mist, rotate freely in the air... and finally hit the wall of the molten cave.

What happened just now? He didn't see how the other party took action at all!

Immediately afterwards, the gentleman saw the figure in white reaching out to collect the four scrolls, and then re-floating into the void - damn, damn, the scrolls he had finally obtained were snatched away like this!

"Well, good-bye, fellow Taoist." Venerable Bai waved towards his husband and was about to leave the molten cave.

But when he had only risen two meters, Venerable Bai suddenly paused.

His eyes fell on the 'Puppet Black Dragon' beside the molten cave - oh, what an exquisite puppet!

It looks like it's easy to take apart?

Then, Venerable White descended from the void again and squatted next to the puppet black dragon.

"Can I dismantle it?" Venerable Bai looked at the gentleman.

But before the other party could answer, Venerable Bai suddenly said to himself: "I forgot, I don't need to ask him, we are not friends anyway."