Yin Molan put his hand on the hilt of the embroidered spring knife.

"Hiss!" Qing Zhui's body was entangled with black air.

Ning Tao's back of his hand also bulged, and the special spiritual power had been poured into the Tian Needle. The embroidered Chunjian in Yin Molan's hand could threaten him, but as long as Qing Zhui entangled Yin Molan, he only needed to give Yin Molan a moment to make Yin Molan sick and quickly reduce Yin Molan's combat power. At that time, only Qing Zhui could kill Yin Molan, let alone him as his helper.

Yin Molan suddenly put down his hand holding the hilt.

Ning Tao said: "Qing Zhui, put away your claws."

Qing Zhui put away her snake claws again. The growth and growth of the claws that were like Wolverine claws was as natural as breathing for her, and it was sent and received from the heart. This was actually thanks to Ning Tao cured her demon bone. If it weren't for that demon bone, she wouldn't have done it at all.

Yin Molan spoke, "Since you have the ability to protect yourself and have found the snake demon to help you, you don't have to be afraid of my threat at all. Why are you here for?"

Ning Tao said: "Cooperation."

"Don't you want to refine elixirs for me? Why do you remember to work with me again?"

Ning Tao said: "I said before I came that I can refine elixirs for you, but I have a condition."

"What conditions?" Yin Molan said tentatively.

Ning Tao said: "Help me deal with the Tang Sect, I will take several lives to the Tang family."

Yin Molan snorted coldly, "I said, why did you come to me on your own initiative? It turned out that you were involved in the Tang family. I heard the rumors that the Tang family lost something important. Is it related to you?"

"Qing and I chased the Tang family and accidentally entered the so-called forbidden area of ​​the Tang family. I found a piece of spiritual land and a spiritual valley from the forbidden area, and took it away. It was a natural thing, and the people who had no virtue in the Tang Dynasty were not worthy of possessing it." Ning Tao made a simple description, and did not hide anything, nor was there any need to hide it.

"Do you have a Spirit Valley in your hand?" Yin Molan's eyes immediately released an excited divine light.

Ning Tao saw it, but said calmly: "I haven't seen your pill recipe before. I don't know if Linggu is one of the spiritual materials. If so, I can take out a little. In this way, the chance of refining the Zuxu Pill will be much greater."

Yin Molan was silent for a moment before saying, "The pill recipes I gave to Lin Qinghua and Liang Keming are not complete. In fact, the pill recipes in my hands are not complete..." He changed the subject, "However, in my pill recipe, it is indeed an important spiritual material, but unfortunately I have not found it for decades."

Ning Tao frowned, "You don't have complete pill recipes in your hands, why are you still practicing the Ancestral Search Pill?"

Yin Molan said: "If I had a complete pill recipe, why should I seduce Lin Qinghua? Why should I force you to refine pills for me? There are more than one person in this world who can refine pills. I think you are very talented in this area and are very likely to refine pills that are close to the real Ancestral Pill."

"If you promise to help me deal with the Tang Sect and then give me the pill recipe, I can try it." Ning Tao said.

Yin Molan said, "I don't think you heard my words clearly. I said it's possible, not absolute. You can't guarantee that you can refine elixirs close to the real Ancestral Search Pill, but you came to fool me as cannon fodder for you. To deal with the Tang Sect? It's an ancient sect with a history of hundreds of years and many disciples. The head of the family on the surface, Tang Shoucheng, is naturally nothing, but Tang Tianren, the ancestor of the Tang family, is not a good deal. I can't beat Tang Tianren's cultivation level above me. Why should I take risks for a hope?"

Ning Tao said: "Of course you can't kill him alone, but with me and Qing Zhui, we can kill him by joining forces."

Yin Molan was silent and did not express his opinion. He was obviously hesitating in his heart.

Ning Tao said again: "If people have no hope, what is the difference between them and salted fish? It took you hundreds of years. If you had a way to refine the Zuxu Dan, you would have refined it long ago. Why wait until today to try modern technology and pharmaceutical methods? I'm sure you still can't refine it even in a few hundred years."

Yin Molan's lips moved, but he didn't say it out, and he was obviously still hesitating.

"Whether to cooperate or not, you can decide for yourself. I will walk past the stone tablet at the entrance of the village and give me a reply. After passing this village, there will be no such store." Ning Tao turned around and left, and said again: "Qing Zhui, let's go."

Qing Zhui glared at Yin Molan fiercely, then turned around and walked towards the entrance of the village with Ning Tao.

In this battle, the village that was originally broken was even more broken. Several old houses collapsed, and the tiles and bricks of the Ming Dynasty were scattered all over the floor, and a considerable number of them were broken. The bricks and tiles were all cultural relics, but they were nothing in the eyes of Ning Tao and Qingzhu.

The entrance of the village is getting closer and closer.

Yin Molan looked at the backs of Ning Tao and Qing Zhui, and wanted to shout at Ning Tao several times, but finally closed her mouth again. Ning Tao's arrival this time not only brought hope, but also a powerful enemy. This is a binding cooperation method. Once he spoke, the Tang Sect, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, became his enemy. Such a decision is really not something that can be made casually.

On the way, Qing Zhui pulled Ning Tao's sleeve, "Brother Ning, do you think that guy will agree?"

Ning Tao smiled indifferently, "I don't know, it doesn't matter if he doesn't agree. I brought you here this time and even fought with him. My purpose is to let him know that I am not something he wants to threaten. I want to cut off his idea of ​​threatening me. Now this purpose has been achieved."

Qingzhao nodded, "I understand."

The stone tablet has arrived.

Ning Tao didn't even hesitate at all, so he took a step and was about to walk over.

After passing this village, there is no such store.

At this moment, Yin Molan's voice suddenly came from behind, "Wait!"

Ning Tao put down his raised foot, then turned around and looked at Yin Molan, but said nothing.

Yin Molan said: "You are right. If people have no hope, what is the difference between them and salted fish? I promise you that we will cooperate."

Ning Tao smiled, "Okay, from now on we will be allies. Your business is mine, and my enemy is your enemy."

clang!

Yin Molan pulled out his Xiuchun sword. The blade was covered with water waves and forged patterns, and the cold air was so cold. However, the handle of the knife was a little worn and had traces of erosion from time to time.

"Hiss!" The claws of the green chasing snake emerged again, and the green light shone, which was also a cold air.

But Yin Molan raised his hand and held the blade, then gently tugged, and a stream of blood suddenly surged out of the palm of his left hand and dripped to the ground.

Yin Molan threw his right hand, and the blood-drinking embroidered sword flew over and stabbed it on the ground in front of Ning Tao with a crack. Although the ground here is not a stone slab, the road is as hard as a stone. The embroidered sword is like being pierced on tofu, piercing it into the ground almost a foot deep!

This is obviously not an ordinary knife, but a knife from the world of cultivation that has been refined through secret techniques. It is no problem to cut iron like mud.

"Blood is an alliance." Yin Molan put his bloody left hand on his mouth and then wiped it.

Without hesitation, Ning Tao reached out and grabbed the handle of Xiuchun's knife and pulled it up, and also held the blade with his left hand.

Qing Zhui's face showed a heartache expression, "You should be gentle, just cut a small hole." In fact, there was another sentence in her heart that she had not said, "Don't be so stupid as he is, draw a big hole with one knife."

Ning Tao also gently tugged the Xiuchun Knife, and a tingling feeling came from his palm, and a stream of blood dripped from his fingers to the ground. He let go of the Xiuchun Knife and put his bloody left hand on his lips and wiped it, "Blood is the alliance."

Then, he waved his hand and threw the Xiuchun Knife back.

The blood-stained embroidered sword rolled in the air a few times, then slammed on the ground with a clang, and did not pierce on the ground as casually as before. His original intention was to do so, but his technique was really not satisfactory.

Yin Molan stretched out his feet, and the Xiuchun Knife lying on the ground jumped up and returned to his scabbard with a click. He walked towards Ning Tao with great strides, and his bloody left hand stretched out early in the morning.

Ning Tao also walked towards Yin Molan, and then held his bloody left hand with Yin Molan's left hand. He suddenly felt that he should cut his right hand, and the posture of holding his left hand with his left hand was really awkward.

"Help me refine the Ancestral Search Pill," said Yin Molan.

Ning Tao said: "You and I will deal with the Tang Sect."

It's like an ancient ritual.

Qing Zhui shook his head and whispered, "What era is it? I still play this trick. The world of men is so naive."

"Come with me and go to my house to talk." Yin Molan let go of Ning Tao's hand, and then he was surprised to find that his wound was still bleeding, but Ning Tao's wound had stopped bleeding.

Ning Tao wiped his hands on his torn pants and said, "Qing Zhui, let's go together."

"Yeah." Qing Zhui replied.

Yin Molan turned around and walked towards the stone house without a roof.

Qing Zhui followed Ning Tao in small steps and whispered: "Brother Ning, give me your hand."

Ning Tao was slightly stunned, "What are you doing?"

Qingzhui said, "I'll suck the blood for you, it's a pity to waste it."

Ning Tao, “…”

Without waiting for Ning Tao to agree, she had already grabbed Ning Tao's left hand, and raised it, and the few blood-stained fingers disappeared into the cracks of her lips.

A strange feeling came, and Ning Tao couldn't help but give a clever one. Then, the second one was clever, the third one was clever…

Yin Molan looked back and then turned around, with a "so that's it" expression on her face.

Ning Tao twitched his hand, but Qing Zhui's tongue chased out, and the frog killed a drop of blood stuck to his middle finger like a prey.

Qing Zhui licked his lips with an intoxicated expression on his face, "Brother Ning, your blood smells so good."

Ning Tao was speechless.

In the ruins, Yin Molan stopped under a stone wall, then reached out to hold a stone brick.

Kakka...
Chapter completed!