Chapter 125: Blocking the Way (He Yuanxiao)

——Happy Lantern Festival to all book friends.

Soon after Shi Xuan turned and flew deep into the hall, he saw a green light column, emitting bursts of green light, which was the passage leading to the fourth floor of Wanbao Tower.

The reason for doing this was that Shi Xuan speculated that Song Hezi entered the Immortal Mansion to obtain the Nine Heavens Yuanyang Ruler. If he died, he would most likely fall on the fourth floor of Wanbao Tower. It was also because of this that the cultivators who entered later could not find his trace.

Originally, the fact that the third floor ban was intact had always puzzled Shi Xuan, but now that he saw that the crystal wall could repair itself, he was more certain that Song Hezi's body or relics were on the fourth floor where the Nine Heavens Yuanyang Ruler was stored, and Shi Xuan must get the stargazing disk among Song Hezi's relics, otherwise he would be trapped in this small immortal world in the inner sea of ​​the Falling Star Sea.

Of course, if Shi Xuan could achieve the Yuanshen here, he could also go out, but there was no communication with peers, no guidance from teachers, and no practice experience for reference. For someone like Shi Xuan who was not a genius, achieving the Yuanshen was just a dream bubble, and it was impossible.

Stepping into the green light column, Shi Xuan appeared on the fourth floor of Wanbao Tower in a blink of an eye. The fourth floor was a circular hall, surrounded by crystal walls, with a layer of golden light flashing on it, and even occasional blue-white lightning flashes. There was only a black high platform inside, on which was placed an ancient wooden box. Nine golden flowers jumped out of the wooden box from time to time, and purple air was wrapped around it, with bursts of rosy clouds, thousands of auspicious air, and dazzling light.

The layout of the fourth floor hall made Shi Xuan see it clearly at a glance. There was no corpse or bones at all, and there was not even a trace of something strange. There was only a dull-looking Jin Shijie standing on the right.

"How could there be nothing? How could there be nothing?" Jin Shijie stood there, muttering to himself, with a tone full of disbelief and unwillingness to believe.

It was a matter of life and death, so Shi Xuan walked over: "Fellow Daoist Jin, have you seen the relics of Senior Song Hezi here?" There was no need to dodge at this time, otherwise it would be bad if the other party misunderstood the meaning of the words.

"Nothing, nothing." Jin Shijie seemed unable to bear such a heavy blow, and his spirit collapsed a little.

Before Shi Xuan could ask again, Jin Shijie raised his head and said viciously, "Did you take the body of the Jindan Grandmaster? Did you?! Give it to me!" He waved the nine-section whip, which was only a white bone skull, and attacked Shi Xuan.

Easily blocking Jin Shijie's weak attack with the Wanxiang Wuying Sword, Shi Xuan stepped back a few steps, thinking of the speed of the restoration of the ban below, and looked around carefully. There was still nothing, so he gritted his teeth and prepared to leave.

After the attack, Jin Shijie stayed there again: "All gone, all gone." Then he suddenly saw the nine golden flowers with fairy spirit and rushed over abnormally: "Magic weapon! I want a magic weapon!"

The golden light and lightning flashed on the crystal wall, and Jin Shijie was broken into several pieces. Shi Xuan shook his head and sighed, picked up his storage bag, and went to the third floor. As for taking the magic weapon, he would wait until he had the strength to break the ban after his Jindan.

At the third floor, the hole in the crystal wall was only the size of a coin hole. Zhao Jinyu and Lei Guangyao were waiting outside the wall. Only Li Yu was left inside the wall. She had killed Wu Bo and was taking the spiritual mirror.

Seeing Shi Xuan finally appear, Zhao Jinyu breathed a sigh of relief, because Shi Xuan's escape method was outstanding and there was enough time left.

Shi Xuan used all his strength to activate the Xiaoyou Qingfeng escape, turning into a wisp of breeze, and then combined with the clear light of the Wanxiang Wuying Sword. When the hole in the crystal wall shrank to the size of a hair, he drilled out from there.

After Li Yu picked up the mirror, she found that the ban was about to be restored, so she flew over with all her strength, but unfortunately she only saw the crystal wall that had become intact. Suddenly he stood there in despair: "I got the spiritual weapon, let me out. I got the spiritual weapon, let me out..."

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Jiang Zonghan proudly picked up Wen Zhihong's storage bag: "I never thought, I never thought, I could get two spiritual weapons."

Bleeding continuously from Wen Zhihong's mouth, there was a big hole in his chest pierced by Jiang Zonghan's flying sword, staring at Jiang Zonghan, his eyes full of resentment.

"I know your secret method won't last long, so I waited for you here, and you really fell on the side of the road. Tsk, if it was a little later, when you recovered some of your magic power, I might not dare to do it. Now you can only blame God's will. It's my destiny that Jiang Zonghan has this opportunity, isn't it, nephew Fang?" Jiang Zonghan's last words were said to a woman next to him, and that woman was Fang Xuan.

After the ban was broken, Fang Xuan witnessed Gu Yun's tragic death and was disheartened. In addition, there was a fight between Qi-inducing cultivators. She knew she didn't have the ability to take advantage of it, so she put away Gu Yun's relics and went out. Unexpectedly, Jiang Zonghan took away a spiritual weapon so quickly, caught up, and took her with him.

Fang Xuan looked at Jiang Zonghan coldly: "Congratulations to Uncle Jiang for making a fortune and rising to prominence from now on."

Jiang Zonghan snorted: "Fang Xuan, don't refuse to drink a toast. I have repeatedly hinted to you that as long as you follow me, I will definitely prepare the Supreme Induction Pill and the top-grade magic weapon for you. But you always refuse. Gu Yun, that kid, has low cultivation and bad character. I really don't know what you like about him."

After a pause, in Fang Xuan's hateful eyes, he smiled happily: "If you refuse the first and second time, I will let you go to the secret realm to practice when your cultivation is not enough. If you refuse the third and fourth time, I will let you come to this fairy house as a pathfinder ghost. How about it, do you still want to refuse?!"

Seeing Fang Xuan lower her head in silence, Jiang Zonghan said softly: "I really like you. Since Gu Yun is dead, why don't you follow me? I may give you one of the two spiritual weapons, okay? And you can advance to the Qi-inducing stage, live a few more decades, and enjoy endless happiness."

After the inducement, there was intimidation: "Don't think about revenge for Gu Yun. What means do you have to kill me? I don't use my true energy. I stand here and let you hit me. You can't hurt me. Don't make me use force when I can't do it softly."

Fang Xuan put her hands behind her back: "I, I..." The tone seemed a little loose, which made Jiang Zonghan very excited. He got two spiritual weapons at once. The beauty who had been begging for many years was about to nod and agree. Today was really the luckiest day of his life.

"Okay, okay." Fang Xuan finally made up her mind, and then took a step forward. It seemed that she was not paying attention, and she stepped on nothing and fell to the side.

Jiang Zonghan was overjoyed and immediately helped her up: "Sister Xuan, be careful." He looked middle-aged, but he could actually call her such a cheesy name.

Jiang Zonghan was about to show his desire to the soft jade and warm fragrance when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and then he flew backwards.

"You! You, where did you get the talisman?" Jiang Zonghan pointed at Fang Xuan, his face full of disbelief, his whole chest was bloody, several of the wounds went straight through his body, and one of them injured his heart.

Fang Xuan's face was not shy at all, but deep hatred. She didn't answer at this time, fearing that Jiang Zonghan had some healing secrets or elixirs, and directly activated the talisman in her hand, and countless pale white wind blades flew over, cutting Jiang Zonghan into pieces.

On Jiang Zonghan's head, which rolled to pieces, there was the same resentment and unwillingness as Wen Zhihong.

A cry that sounded like crying and laughing came out of Fang Xuan's mouth, and then she picked up two storage bags and went to the exit.

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When Fang Xuan left from the exit, Zhao Jingding and Ling Hong walked to a purple-black mud yard full of exotic flowers and plants in front of the living place of Guangyang Zhenren.

"To enter the living place of Guangyang Zhenren, you must pass through this yard. Let's wait here." Zhao Jingding said to Ling Hong in a calm tone.

Ling Hong asked with concern: "Master, if you fight for the Nine-Turn Nine-Return Jade Liquid Divine Pill, you must be careful. Those people have spiritual weapons in their hands."

"I save it. I have my own ideas." Zhao Jingding waved his hand to signal Ling Hong not to say more, and then pointed to the living place of Guangyang Zhenren behind him, "Enter from there, the left is the formation center, and the right is the exit. Remember, don't go the wrong way."

"Yes, Master." Seeing that Zhao Jingding didn't want to talk about fighting for the Nine-Turn Nine-Return Jade Liquid Divine Pill, Ling Hong didn't say anything more and stood aside respectfully.

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The three sects' cultivators who returned from Baicao Pavilion with full loads were rushing to the exit at this time. However, there were only seven or eight Qi-inducing cultivators in total. The three sects suffered heavy losses this time.

"Wait!" The fat white cultivator who led the Huangfeng Valley waved his hand, and the two cultivators behind him stopped immediately.

"Brother Wang, why are you stopping here? The exit is in front!" A junior brother named Wen behind him asked puzzledly.

Brother Wang said solemnly: "Look there!"

The two junior brothers looked far away and saw a cultivator in black clothes and a high crown standing in the courtyard that must be passed by the entrance. With his hands behind his back, he leisurely and interestedly looked at the exotic flowers and plants next to him, and seemed to not care about their arrival at all.

"Zhao Jingding!" The two junior brothers blurted out in unison.

"Damn it! Isn't he seriously injured? How could he recover so quickly! And he stayed in the Immortal Mansion!" Brother Wang rubbed his forehead in annoyance.

Junior Brother Wen hesitated and said, "How about we wait for the Sect Leader to come before we go?"

"Don't be so stupid. Who knows if the one following behind is a Spiritual Stage ancestor from another sect? If the Sect Leader has already fallen, then we are just waiting to die here!" Senior Brother Wang scolded.

Afterwards, the disciples from the other two sects arrived one after another. Seeing that the people from the Yellow Maple Valley were stagnant, they all stood apart with full vigilance. The bookish man among the two cultivators of Houtu Sect took a half step forward: "Wang Hun, what are you doing here? Do you want to fight again?"

Wang Hun smiled bitterly: "Everyone has gained a lot this time, do I have to fight to the death again? But there is City Lord Zhao blocking the way ahead, so I can only stop here."

All the cultivators were silent for a while. After a while, the short and fat one among the remaining three disciples of Zixia Sect spoke in a deep voice: "I say, there are so many of you, rushing up at once, I don't believe Zhao Jingding can stop a few of them, and he is still injured!"

Everyone was a little tempted. Anyway, no one would think that they would be stopped by Zhao Jingding. It is better to let friends die than to let me die!