Zhong Sanpu was not dead, or he was not much better than dead. When Li Tian saw his soul in an extremely hidden dark room in the back hall of the Qingyang Sword Master Peak, he understood the general reason.

The soul is contained in an exquisite milk-colored vase. The vase looks like an ordinary long-necked vase. It is made of extremely rare extreme warm jade. It contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is cast by practitioners with a profound realm and can warm up the damaged soul.

The caster is an old Taoist with white beard and white eyebrows. He is wearing a white robe and has reached the level of transformation of God. He is only one line worse than Zhong Sanpu. However, in terms of temperament, he should have a higher seniority in the Qingyang Sword Sect. Li Tianchou followed Taoist Xiu to the secret room. Seeing that he respected the old man very much, he turned out to be Zhong Sanpu's uncle. He had participated in the rescue of his ancestors trapped by the Holy Blood Array in the wasteland. He really didn't know how many years he had lived.

"Master, how is my uncle?"

The old man with white eyebrows should have been in the secret room for a long time, thinking hard about the way to rescue him, but he was helpless and sighed, "This demon has a strange technique. I am powerless. I realize that he has three souls and seven spirits, and his memory is completely erased. Moreover, the remaining souls are also bound by a strange gray thing, which is probably difficult to last."

Taoist Xiu looked sad, turned around and bowed to the bottle, and said tremblingly, "Uncle Master, I know that the person who harmed you is not Li Tian, ​​but a demon who escaped from Wuming Mountain. My nephew is incompetent and is not his opponent, but he can't bear to suffer such great suffering, so he wants to use the treasure mountain-Zheng Pestle of our sect to deceive this demon, strangle him and avenge his uncle."

"You have decided?" asked the old Taoist Baimei.

"It's decided." Xiu Dao Ren's tone was calm, but his expression was decisive.

"What are your means?"

"No, I just want to ambush the Yunjian Array below the mountain protection formation. When the demon enters the mountain, he will suddenly activate it, which will definitely catch him off guard."

"In this way, you have already told the elders of the Sword Hall?"

The Taoist Xiu remained silent, which was to admit it.

"How sure?"

"Not less than two points."

"If you dare to bet like this in less than two points, then where are you safe in the sect?" Taoist Baimei suddenly scolded.

"If the sect leader was humiliated, if my Sword Sect had no reaction, what else would you talk about the safety of the sect and what is the use of the future?"

"Rareless!" Baimei and the old Taoist, "My sect has experienced many ups and downs in the past after tens of thousands of years? Not to mention that the sect leader was humiliated, it was the entire mountain gate that was captured and almost slaughtered by enemies. This experience has been more than once, but Qingyang Sword Sect is still passed down to this day. What is it based on? It is faith, wisdom, and awe of the great way, not the acts of reckless men like you!"

"May I ask my ancestors, how long has it been since you entered the world?"

The old Taoist Baimei was stunned and then sneered, "Do you want to say that after Xingjue ran outside, he thought he had a profound experience and looked down on me?"

"Disciple doesn't dare." Xiu Taoist lowered his head, "But since he talked about the outside world, his disciples were brave enough. Because of the sudden changes in the aura of heaven and earth, most sects chose to hide in the world and avoid the world. It seemed that they could keep themselves alone and continue their inheritance, or that they could bend and stretch and follow the time of heaven, but in fact they were escaping reality and digging their own graves."

The old Taoist Baimei stood up and pointed at Taoist Xiu angrily, but his fingers trembled for a long time and couldn't speak.

The Taoist Xiu was unmoved and still said loudly, "The ancestor calmed down his anger and vented the old and accepted the new, so that he could grow and reproduce. The old steps would only become more and more dull and corrupt. If you say the gains of your disciples' journey, this sentence was said. I have recited and memorized since the beginning. I remembered the day before yesterday that the disciple had never kept this sentence in his heart."

"Forget it, forgot." Baimei's old Taoist said dejectedly, "You are the designated future sect leader. Since you have decided, please leave it to the Elders' Hall for discussion."

"But Qingyang Sword Sect has stood for tens of thousands of years, how can it really be self-confidence? This is the case, and it is not something you and I can say in a few words about it. It is a last resort. It is a must. It seems brave but it is really stupid!"

The old Taoist Baimei left with his sleeves. Taoist Xiu seemed to have been drained. He sat down on the cushion dejectedly and murmured, "What I said just now, I wonder what Uncle Master thought?"

"What should we do if the end of the world is coming? If we hadn't followed the uncle to the world, the disciple had no idea at all, and at most he hid in the sect like his fellow disciples, and finally died in the dust with the world. But since he saw it and encountered it, he could no longer talk to himself or deceive himself. Otherwise, it would be as ridiculous as we knew we were in the night with a robber, but we covered the bedding on our heads and pretended not to see it. We could be slaughtered by others and spit on our faces. It was not the inheritance of the Qingyang Sword Sect, nor the original intention of the disciple to practice Taoism. Even if this was suspected of being dull and reckless, the disciple would rather come to the last time."

Li Tianchou was greatly relieved and was shocked. It turned out that Taoist Xiu had already known it, and had already planned how to avenge his uncle, and he could not hesitate to pay the survival of Qingyang Sword Sect at the cost of the survival of Qingyang Sword Sect. It was amazing. He never expected that the sect that had been escaping for a hundred years still had bloody people. It was ridiculous that Taoist Xiu was still speculating that Taoist Xiu pretended to be injured and ran back to the sect. It seemed smart, but in fact it was a way of avoiding it.

The haze accumulated in the heart was swept away. Li Tianchou sighed that in the world, especially practitioners, they need such a passionate man. But the old man Baimei said it well. He has blood, but he is still dull. Why don’t you crush that blue bead for help? In the end of the world, it is still a big deal to pay attention to the difference in sects. Isn’t it too ridiculous?

After hesitating for a while, Li Tian finally didn't change his mind. He just fine-tuned the plan and tried his best to help Taoist Xiu break through the barriers and advance in advance. He also wanted to defeat Panmang in Qingyang Sword Sect unexpectedly.

The most dangerous thing at present is Wu Fang and the practitioner who investigated the fourth space crack. This person is Old Man Dong’s uncle, known as Cultivator Xu. He once verbally guaranteed the safety of this person to Old Man Dong. Wu Fang was even a brother who had lived and died in the same life and death as early as when he was chasing Wuming Mountain, so Li Tian had to go there himself.

Qingyang Sword Sect also needs to leave a spy, and at least it can notify him in time for any incidents. At present, the clone is not capable of being able to do anything, and the "Son of the Yuan Realm" is too seriously injured and it is still difficult to participate in the battle. Then there are only four monsters left, including the black unicorn that looks like a kitten and the lion and tiger beast that have just joined.

All four monsters are recovering from injuries. Lion and tiger beasts are just coming, and only the Black Kirin can do it. Although the Black Kirin is also recovering slowly, it is most closely connected with Li Tian’s spiritual consciousness. And this time it does not require it to participate in the battle, so it can be protected and warned in secret.

The second is Liuyun Temple. Li Tian is not very worried. Old Man Dong has made arrangements and believes that the will of all business will not easily let the crack disappear. If it is handled properly, there will be no conflict in time.

Watching Taoist Xiu leave, Li Tian carefully observed the light blue light spots in the treasure oak. This was Zhong Sanpu's incomplete soul, and it was also the soul of the strong man of the mortal life who was only half a step away from entering the realm of the great monks. If he could ascend, he would be the soul of the soul of the gods and immortals.

At that point, even the soul was extremely powerful, but now Zhong Sanpu's residual soul was too weak. You can tell at a glance that it was shaken away by the heavy techniques of the great gods and demons. There was a faint gray miasma around the light spot, filled with an extremely familiar aura.

Li Tian confirmed that the aura was left by Panmang. This guy was extremely ruthless and unconcealed, arrogant and arrogant. He obviously just showed it to Li Tian to show off his promise to show off. As for how he saw it, it was not something Panmang was concerned about. The person who planned this method also locked up a shit pot for Li Tian, ​​used the green steel sword to frame it, and used it to threaten to obtain the mountain-storing pestle.

It was initially concluded that for the sake of ulterior motives, the two great gods and demons committed remarkable persecution against Zhong Sanpu, which was extremely shameless, extremely cruel and arrogant. However, Li Tian could not guess who the other great gods and demons were. Beiming died, and the king of the Guangyuan dived into the space crack, and "Nirvana" became an idiot, drooling in his cave. Who would it be?

Unable to think of it, Li Tian had to put the problem aside. Zhong Sanpu's soul was probably destroyed, and his body was not known whereabouts. It was extremely difficult to save him. Moreover, the current strength of the Qingyang Sword Sect may not be able to preserve Zhong Sanpu's residual soul for a long time. Although the White-Browed Old Taoist is not weak in realm, he obviously lacks means, so Taoist Xiu doesn't need to be said.

Li Tian naturally would not let Zhong Sanpu die. After checking that there were no defensive formations around him, he slowly showed his body, activated the sea of ​​consciousness, and drew a ray of chaotic energy into the treasure bottle. After rotating around the highlights for several times, a bubble gradually formed.

After the bubble wrapped the highlights, it slowly flew out of the treasure bottle and sank into Li Tian's forehead. Temporarily placing Zhong Sanpu in his small world can ensure that he is safe. This will give you plenty of time to find your body. The pure spiritual energy in the small world will also nourish Zhong Sanpu's residual soul. As for which step it can recover, Li Tian is not sure, but it is much better than staying in this dark secret room.

The loss of residual souls in the treasure vase is ultimately a problem. If it is revealed, it will inevitably cause a sensation within the Qingyang Sword Sect. Therefore, Li Tian thought of the "Illusionized Demon Box" again, and took out the transformed fireflies and placed them in the treasure vase to make the real ones. This insect can survive for seven days and should be able to hide it from Taoist Xiu. As for the old Taoist Baimei, even if it appears, Li Tian had already turned back to Luoshan.

After making arrangements, Li Tian left the secret room from the gap, his body was immersed in the wind, and left the back hall with the air flow straight up to the sky, hovered over the main peak and left along the way. At the mountain gate, Li Tian still used the old method, patiently waiting for the aphrodisiac to change the structure of the large eye, and effortlessly deceived the mountain protection formation.

Luoshan is colorful in the sunlight. Deep in the mountains, outside the quaint Taoist temple gate, a black cat lies on the broken steps, looking up at a faint white cloud in the sky, full of resentment. Although you can smell a little spiritual energy here, it is simply a heaven or an underground world, and I think this guy always asks me to do dangerous things.
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