Chapter 248 The conspiracy first emerges

The three words Ji Xian'er are so heavy. The dazzling genius of the younger generation thousands of years ago have now received great opportunities, far exceeding her peers, and are expected to gain enlightenment and enter the realm of feathering. Her height is unaware of it. After learning about Ji Xian'er's situation in Dongzhou, the Ji family made a decision that Ji Xian'er will become the next generation of heads of the family, and no one can shake her status in the Ji family from now on.

They can disdain what others say, but they cannot ignore what Ji Xian'er says. Feng Shang, Chi Wuji, Jiang Saixing, and Si Ruchen, listen at the same time, and just want to know who that person is.

Ji Shang didn't like the four of them and said, "Have you heard about the Kowloon Mountains ten years ago?"

Feng Shang and others nodded, indicating that they had heard that the Jiulong Mountains were located at the junction of Dongzhou and Jingzhou. When the immortal pill was born, I don’t know how many people died in the Jiulong Mountains. Chi Wuji said with lingering fear, “Because of seclusion, I didn’t go to the Jiulong Mountains with Lord Chilong. But afterwards, I heard that in order to seize the golden pill, I didn’t know how many people died, but in the end, they fell into the hands of Lord Ji Xianer. Because of this, Lord Ji Xianer was able to stand out among his peers, as dim as the bright moon.”

Jiang Shang said: "I did not participate in the battle of the Jiulong Mountains back then, which was a great regret in my life, but Ji Feng went there. Aunt Xian'er took Ji Feng to the Jiulong Mountains back then, and finally got the golden elixir and returned in seclusion for ten years. Finally, she refined the golden elixir and achieved the Mahayana realm in one fell swoop. If you want to fight, I am afraid that the late stage of the Mahayana will not be her opponent. However, you don't know that the reason why Aunt Xian'er was able to win the golden elixir was actually just a person's luck."

"What!" Feng Shang and the other four exclaimed, which attracted the monks in the ravines to look at them one after another. They ignored everyone and continued to talk about what they were talking about. Qin Yun glanced at the four of them and found that none of the five geniuses of the Dongzhou Five Clans knew. It seemed that it was impossible to ask Xian'er about something. Qin Yun was a little overwhelmed and had not seen him for ten years. He didn't know how Ji Xian'er was doing now. When he was wanted by the world, Xian'er was also under house arrest by the Ji family and tried his best to leave his relationship with him.

Of course, Dongzhou is the territory of the ancient bloodline after all, and the matter of the treasure body did not cause much trouble. Only Jingzhou is the most enthusiastic. Putting aside some unrealistic ideas, Qin Yun walked into the ban without looking back. Only with strong strength can he enter the Dongzhou clan and Ji family openly. He was given the title of a god of killing and entered the ban, which naturally caused a burst of noise. Ji Shang heard the noise below on the cliff, glanced at the direction of the ban, and saw a man in red clothes and white hair walking into the ban, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"What's wrong, Brother Ji Shang?" The four of them saw him looking at him, but they were one step late and found nothing.

Ji Shang shook his head and murmured to himself: "It shouldn't be him. Although he has white hair, he is not white clothes. My aunt said that he likes to wear white clothes the most, which is a habit that will never change in his life." He then returned to the topic: "Yes, the reason why Aunt Xian'er was able to win the golden elixir back then was because of the luck of a person. This person only took a year to enter the building and enter the foundation building. If it weren't for her, her aunt might have died in the Jiulong Mountains long ago."

Feng Shang frowned. He also heard Feng Xiaoyang talk about the secrets of the Jiulong Mountains. In order to seize the golden elixir that day, everyone went crazy. In addition to fighting, they were fighting. Blood stained the earth with corpses everywhere, and even the powerful powers in the transformation realm could not protect themselves. However, the golden elixir fell into the hands of a small cultivator, not Ji Xian'er. For the sake of that small cultivator, Ji Xian'er almost became a demon and suffered extremely severe injuries. But of course, when he returned to the Ji family, his injuries were completely restored, and his cultivation increased sharply, which was suspicious. The Ji family's explanation was that Ji Xian'er got the immortal elixir. This reason sounded reasonable, but it was a bit mysterious when he thought about it.

The immortal pill was clearly in the hands of a small cultivator, but why was it obtained by Xian'er? Could it be that it was snatched from the small cultivator? But the question arises again. A Ji Xian'er who is so beautiful that it makes the world jealous, will become a demon for a small cultivator. If the rumors of being entangled in a small cultivator are true, how could she take action to snatch the small cultivator's golden pill? It was probably the one given to her by the small cultivator. Who was that small cultivator? All those involved in the affairs of the Jiulong Mountains have tacit understanding and remain silent, unwilling to tell the identity of the small cultivator.

"That person is the treasure body. When Aunt Xian'er almost became a demon for him, she died of the Jiulong Mountains, but she also became a blessing in disguise and got the golden elixir from the treasure body. Basically, the five people knew about this. If I hadn't been chosen by the Ji family, Aunt Xian'er would not have told me about this. She once said that our generation of geniuses emerged, far more than it was. It was not easy to make a world out of the same generation. For example, Wuweizi, Bai Yunyan and others took, but I could not achieve the path they took, but they were not invincible to the same generation. Because our generation of treasure body was born."

After saying that, Ji Shang's eyes were full of envy. He had never heard Ji Xian'er praise someone like this. The treasure body was born with staring at the myth, and perhaps he had this qualification. But in history, the birth of the treasure body would cause a bloody storm, and then he was siege by many masters. Can this generation of treasure body eventually break this rule?

"Is it the legendary dead treasure body?" It is rumored that the treasure body has been intercepted and killed by the Mahayana sub-saints in the domain. As we all know, Ji Xian'er just said that this generation of geniuses compete for heroes. Even Wuweizi, defeating Yunyan and other heroes are not invincible, because there is a treasure body, does Ji Xian'er know that the treasure body is not dead?

"Yes, from Aunt Xian'er's tone, Baoti seems to have not died. My aunt and Baoti didn't know what happened back then. Everyone in the world thought he was dead, but my aunt thought he was still alive. In my opinion, since Baoti has great luck, it would not be so easy to die. Baoti has been a master of all generations, and it is impossible to die so cowardly."

Feng Shang's face showed a trace of fighting spirit, "If Baoti is still alive, I must fight him. Baoti is rarely seen in a million years, and I am willing to die." The others also showed the same expression. No one present is a hero. How many people can stand out among their peers is simple. In their eyes, Baoti may just be just a stepping stone.

After talking for a while, the five people dispersed and entered the ban successively. Qin Yun passed through the ban and came to a desert. He did not see a monk in the desert, but he could feel that there were many dangerous auras hidden in the desert.

The spirit of the artifact at the entrance was very irresponsible. It did not explain what would happen in the ban, nor did it say how to pass the test. All of this was for them to understand it by themselves. Qin Yun looked around and saw hills everywhere, which were very similar to the enamel book pavilion. Suddenly, Qin Yun paused and thought that if this place was very similar to the enamel book pavilion, would there be a stone tablet engraved with martial arts? Qin Yun no longer neglected and ran quickly in one direction. He did not choose to fly. This place was full of dangers, and flying in the air was undoubtedly a living target. If someone was attacked by a sneak attack, he might not even know how to die.

After walking for hundreds of miles, he heard a loud roar in the distance. Qin Yun was not just a thing, but he was extremely happy in his heart and became closer and closer to his guess. In the distance, a huge tyrannical dragon plate was on the ground, roaring to the sky, his eyes were fierce, and his sharp teeth were carrying a broken hand. It was obvious that the monk entering this place became its filler.

Qin Yun said nothing, the Jinxiao Sword swung out with the unparalleled fighting spirit, and a golden light penetrated through the sky, cutting through the sky, and standing on the top of Balong's head. The clanging sound was endless, and the golden light disappeared, leaving gurgling blood on the top of Balong's head, but it did not hurt the skull. The sword light of the Jinxiao Sword made Balong feel extremely painful, and the fierce light in his eyes was even more aspiring to twist the monk who injured him into pieces in one mouthful.

Qin Yun took a deep breath. He knew the power of the Jinxiao Sword best. However, he didn't expect that Balong had to withstand the attack of the Jinxiao Sword without killing him. His flesh and blood was so powerful that it was shocking. He used the refining weapons to be supreme treasures, which made people jealous.

Balong roared and ran towards Qin Yun. Although his huge body was not much slower than Qin Yun, his body was countless times larger than Qin Yun. Qin Yun stood in front of him like an ant, and he needed to look up to see the whole picture of Balong.

"I can't do evil." Qin Yun sacrificed an ice tower. This ice tower was a top-grade spiritual weapon. Qin Yun obtained it in the Jiulong Mountains. One was raised in his dantian and had already been united with his mind. Even if he encountered a magic weapon like the Vermilion Bird Fan, he was not afraid at all. At this moment, the ice tower suddenly surged thousands of feet in the air. Every edge on the ice tower was extremely exquisitely carved. The ice tower had seven layers in total, and each layer was carved with various patterns. The entire ice tower covered the sun in the air. A larger shadow covered the body of Balong. The ice tower exuded a real chill and pressed down on Balong's huge body.

With a loud bang, accompanied by the roar of the Tyrannosaurus, blood splashed, the Tyrannosaurus' huge body was actually crushed into flesh mud by the ice tower, and even the bones were crushed into pieces by powerful force. Red and white objects splattered all over the ground in front of Qin Yun, making people feel dry and vomited.

Qin Yun was used to seeing blood, and he couldn't help feeling a little unhappy in his belly. But he didn't expect that after the ice tower was raised in the chaotic energy in his dantian, the power of the ice tower soared to this level. A tyrannosaurus, who could only fight against the attack of the Xuanpin cultivator, was smashed into flesh mud, which was unbelievable.

Retrieving the ice tower, Qin Yun carefully observed the spiritual weapon that had been obtained for a long time and found that there were Taoist patterns on the white ice tower that were somewhat similar to the Chaos Essence. This made him extremely happy. Only after the spiritual weapon was born, can it be bred with its own weapon spirit. Once the weapon spirit is born, it is a quasi-immortal weapon. As long as time is used, even this quasi-immortal word can be removed. Such an opportunity has been made to countless people in the cultivation world, and Qin Yun actually encountered it.

Restraining the ecstasy in his heart, Qin Yun calmed down and glanced around with his divine thoughts. After finding that there were no monks, he bypassed the tyrannosaurus rotting into a pool of flesh and blood. He had discovered that there was an extremely smooth stone wall behind the Tyrannosaurus, and many words were faintly reflected on the stone wall. Qin Yun came to the stone wall and watched the words on the stone wall.

The material of the stone wall looks extremely ordinary, but it can become round and smooth in the erosion of wind and sand for thousands of years, which shows its specialness. When Qin Yun looked at the text on it, he found that these texts were not carved by someone at all, but were recorded by the stone wall when someone practiced Taoism here, forming tadpole-shaped texts. This text is called astronomy by the cultivation world.

Astronomy has no specific meaning. A monk can only use his own spiritual consciousness to understand it. If he can't understand it, he will never understand it. Qin Yun has long been familiar with this situation. He sat cross-legged in front of the stone wall and released a wisp of spiritual thought to understand it. Other spiritual thoughts are vigilantly covering the surroundings. Once there is any movement, he will discover it immediately.

After a cup of tea, Qin Yun gradually showed surprise. This stone wall was deliberately placed here by someone. Moreover, there are many such stone walls, which have evolved various prohibition methods, but they are only incomplete. If you want to get out of the restriction, you must obtain a complete restriction method. However, there are too many monks and too little porridge, and a great war between monks is inevitable.

"What a vicious plan, using the strange treasure as bait, makes the young geniuses in the entire Eight Prefectures fight here. The consequence is not only the fall of many geniuses, but also the major sects and even major holy places become dead enemies, so that they cannot cultivate one qi. If the weapon spirits in the Duantian Mountains attack, they can be defeated one by one and destroyed one by one." Qin Yun couldn't help but take a breath. If it was really as he thought, then the birth of the strange treasure would not be that simple. How big the plan of the weapon spirit clan is.

However, it is useless to think of these at this moment. This is a conspiracy and an open conspiracy. Unless you don’t come in, you want to go out after you come in, you have to fight for the method of prohibition. Once you fight, you will start a killing, and no one can stop it. Although Qin Yun understood, he could only grit his teeth to comprehend the method of restriction on the stone wall and understand it little by little. Unfortunately, the heavens do not follow others’ wishes. These methods of prohibition are obscure and difficult to understand. If you want to understand, you will not be able to do it for one or two hours. Compared to this, killing people and searching souls is easier.

As time passed by bit by bit, Qin Yun gradually mastered the method of forbidden, and kept making magic tricks with both hands, imprinting them on the stone wall. As the words on the stone wall disappeared, a broken ban gradually formed in Qin Yun's sea of ​​consciousness. This broken ban was the key to leaving this place.

Just as Qin Yun was about to understand the method of forbidden, suddenly, a sword light lit up behind him. Qin Yun didn't even notice someone approaching him, and his heart felt cold. With a divine thought, the Jinxiao Sword appeared behind Qin Yun, Chi Yan showed up, holding the Jinxiao Sword and touched the sword light. Two violent auras competed against each other, forming a huge sandstorm a hundred miles around. Fortunately, Qin Yun was in the eyes of the wind and did not receive any impact. If the Jinxiao Sword had a sword spirit, he would have been unable to escape at the critical moment, he would have had his vicious hands long ago.

"Okay." Qin Yun finally fully understood the method of prohibition on the stone wall at the critical moment. The method of prohibition formed a broken restriction in his sea of ​​consciousness. He did not dare to neglect, so he hurriedly retreated and stared coldly at the opposite side of the sandstorm. There, he could feel a powerful aura, far beyond his peers, and the breath contained a hint of sages.

The sandstorm gradually dissipated. In the desert filled with wind, Qin Yun faintly saw a figure dressed in a scholar. The man held a gorgeously decorated sword and walked slowly towards him. Every step seemed to step on Qin Yun's heart, making him breathless.

"The people of Tianzhou teach the prince!" Qin Yun recognized the origin of this person at a glance. The three religions of Tianzhou were passed down from the ancient Three Emperors' Taoist tradition. The people's religion is the Taoist tradition of the human emperor. The human prince's hands is the treasure of the human emperor sword, the treasure of the human emperor sword. Of course, this sword is not a real human emperor sword, but an imitation. The authentic product needs to be placed in the religion to suppress luck, and it is not something that anyone can do well.

"You know me, and I know you too. You are the god of killing that people say. Hum, I think that's all. Your cultivation is only in the early stage of the Wind War, and you can kill the Xuanpin. It's just a lucky person. If you know the appearance and hand over the prohibition method, you will save me from using the soul searching technique." The voice of the human prince was as cold as ice, and he did not regard Qin Yun as an opponent of the same level. It's no wonder that the early stage of the Wind War was even more than a big realm than him, so how could he take Qin Yun seriously?

Qin Yun sneered, how could he be scared? Even the Mahayana dared to snatch food from his hands, how could he be scared by a mysterious monk? So what about geniuses, what about the holy land? I never know who is stronger and who is weak even if I have never fought. I saw him stretch out a finger, pointing to his forehead, and saying, "The method of prohibition is here. If you have the ability, you can take it yourself. If you don't have the ability, get out of here."

Qin Yun's merciless refusal made the prince extremely ugly. Since his birth and experience, he has been fighting from Tianzhou to Dongzhou. Who dares to speak to him like this? Anyone who is slightly provocative has become the unjust souls under his sword, and Qin Yun will never be an exception.

"Looking for death!" The prince shouted angrily, and his body had turned into a shadow and came to Qin Yun.

Qin Yun was arrogant, but was extremely cautious in his heart. When he saw that the prince did not use any spells, he came to him at an extremely fast speed, which made him even more solemn.

After realizing, before comprehension, the best way to fight is to fight with physical strength and speed. Only monks who have been killed countless times can experience the true meaning of this. Only those monks who have just been born and trained will use magic in battle. After only one year of experience in the human prince, he can actually understand the true meaning of the battle. It can be seen that there are many monks who died under his sword.

While the human prince moved, Qin Yun also moved. The two of them collided in the desert in the same combat style. The sound of the Jinxiao Sword and the Human Emperor Sword intersecting was like thunder, shocking the world and making people frightened.

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