Destiny’s Catalogue

——Happy Lantern Festival, all book friends.

Not long after Shi Xuan turned and flew towards the depths of the hall, he saw a blue beam of light emitting bursts of blue light, which was the passage leading to the fourth floor of Wanbao Building.

The reason for this is because Shi Xuan speculated that Song Hezi was to take the Jiutian Yuanyang Ruler to enter the Immortal Mansion. If it falls, it is likely to fall on the fourth floor of Wanbao Building. It is also because of this that he entered later. The monk could not find him.

Shi Xuan was always confused by the fact that the third level of restraint was intact, but now that the crystal wall can repair itself, I am more sure that Songhezi’s remains or relics are stored on the fourth floor of Jiutian Yuanyang Ruler, and Shi Xuan You must get the stargazing disc from Songhezi's relics, otherwise you will be trapped in the small celestial world in the sea of ​​falling stars.

Of course, if Shi Xuan can achieve the soul here, he can also go out, but there is no peer communication, no teacher guidance, and no practice experience for reference. For a person like Shi Xuan who is not a genius, It's just a dream bubble, it's impossible.

Stepping into the blue light pillar, Shi Xuan appeared on the fourth floor of Wanbao Building in a blink of an eye. The fourth floor was a circular hall surrounded by crystal walls. There was a layer of golden light on it, and sometimes blue and white thunder light flashed. There was only a mysterious inside. On the high platform, there is a simple wooden box on which nine golden flowers jump from time to time. On it, purple qi is entwined, and there are thousands of rays of aura and dazzling light.

The layout of the fourth floor hall made Shi Xuan clear at a glance. There were no corpses, bones, or even traces of strangeness. Only a dull-faced Jin Shijie stood on his right hand.

"How could it not? How could it not?" Jin Shijie stood there blankly, muttering to himself, his tone was full of unbelievable emotions.

Shi Xuan walked over to the important matter of his own life and death: "Friend Jin Dao, have you ever seen the relics of Song Hezi's predecessor here?" There is no need to dodge at this time, and it would be bad for the other party to misunderstand the meaning of the words.

"Nothing, nothing." Jin Shijie didn't seem to be able to stand such a heavy blow, and had a nervous breakdown.

Shi Xuan wanted to ask again. Jin Shijie raised his head and said fiercely, "Did you take away the body of Grandmaster Jin Dan, didn't you?! Give it to me!" He waved the nine-section whip with only a white bone head. Shi Xuan called.

Easily blocked Jin Shijie's innocuous blow with the Vientiane Shadowless Sword, Shi Xuan stepped back, remembering the speed of recovery from the restriction below, and looked around carefully, but there was still nothing, so he prepared to leave as soon as he gritted his teeth.

After Jin Shijie's blow, he stayed there again: "It's all gone, it's all gone." Then suddenly he saw the nine golden flowers of immortality, and rushed in abnormally: "Magic weapon! I want a magic weapon!"

The golden light and thunder light on the crystal wall flashed, and Jin Shijie turned into several pieces. Shi Xuan shook his head and sighed. After taking up his storage bag, he went to the third floor. As for taking magic weapons, he still waited. After owning the golden core, come back if you have the strength to break the ban.

On the third floor, the hole in the crystal wall is about the size of a money eye. Outside the wall are waiting Zhao Jinyu and Lei Guangyao. Inside the wall are only Li Yu. She has killed Wu Bo and is taking the magic mirror. .

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

Shi Xuan tried his best to urge the small fresh breeze to escape, turned into a wisp of breeze, and then combined with the clear light of the Vientiane Shadowless Sword, and drilled out from there when the hole in the crystal wall shrank to the size of a hair.

After picking up the mirror, Li Yu found that the restriction was about to be restored, so he flew over with all his strength, but unfortunately only saw the crystal wall that became intact. Suddenly stood there in despair: "I got the spirit tool, let me go out. I got the spirit tool, let me go out..."

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Jiang Zonghan triumphantly picked up Wen Zhihong's storage bag: "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, I can actually get two spiritual weapons."

The blood in Wen Zhihong's mouth kept pouring, and his chest was a big hole pierced by Jiang Zonghan's flying sword. He looked at Jiang Zonghan firmly, his eyes were full of resentment.

"I know that your secret method won’t last long, so I’m here to wait for you. You really fell on the side of the road. Tsk, a little bit later, when you regain some mana, I don’t really dare to do it now. I can only blame God's will for this. It should be my Jiang Zonghan's chance to have this opportunity, isn't it, Fang Shinephew?" Jiang Zonghan said his last sentence to a woman next to him, and that woman was Fang Xuan.

After the ban was broken, Fang Xuan witnessed the tragic death of Gu Yun, and was frustrated. In addition, there was another battle among monks during the entrainment period. Knowing that he did not have the ability to pick up the bargain, he put away Gu Yun’s relics and went outside. Quickly took away a spiritual weapon, rushed up, and brought her by her side.

Fang Xuan glanced at Jiang Zonghan coldly: "Congratulations to Uncle Jiang for making a huge fortune.

Jiang Zonghan snorted: "Fang Xuan, don't toast or eat fine wine, I have repeatedly hinted to you, as long as you follow me, I am sure to prepare for you too high induction pill, high-grade magic weapon, how can I know you Always refuse, Gu Yun, that kid, with a low cultivation base and poor character, I really don’t know what you like him."

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

Seeing Fang Xuan bowing his head in silence, Jiang Zonghan said softly: "I really fell in love with you, anyway, Gu Yun is dead, why don't you follow me, two spiritual weapons, I can't say I will share one with you, but Good? And I can also advance to the bleed stage, live for decades, and enjoy endless joy."

The temptation is followed by intimidation: "Don't think about revenge for Gu Yun, what can you do to kill me? I just don't need to be really angry, stand here and let you hit, you can't hurt me, don't make me soft Come hard."

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

"Okay, okay." Fang Xuan finally made up his mind, and then took a step forward, seeming to be inattentive, so she stepped on the empty space and fell to the side.

Jiang Zonghan was full of joy and immediately helped him up: "Sister Xuan, be careful." He was middle-aged, and he could call such a nauseous name.

Nephrite Wenxiang hugged him, Jiang Zonghan was about to show off his siblings, suddenly he had a pain in his chest, and then he flew out.

"You! You, where did you come from?" Jiang Zonghan pointed to Fang Xuan, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and his entire chest was **** and bloody. Several of the wounds penetrated directly through the body, and one hurt the heart.

Fang Xuan’s face was not ashamed of agreeing to his request, but a deep-seated hatred. He did not answer at this time, fearing that Jiang Zonghan would have some healing secrets or medicine, which directly inspired a talisman still in his hand. Countless pale white wind blades flew past, dividing Jiang Zonghan into chaotic blades.

On the face of Jiang Zonghan's head rolled onto a piece of head, there was the same resentment and unwillingness as Wen Zhihong.

A crying and smiling wailing came from Fang Xuan's mouth, and then she picked up two storage bags and walked towards the exit.

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

"To enter the living quarters of the real Guangyang, you must pass through this yard. Let's just wait here." Zhao Jingding said to Linghong indifferently.

Ling Hong asked with concern: "Master, if you are fighting for the Nine Turns and Nine Return Jade Pills, you must be careful. Those people have spiritual weapons in their hands."

"From my province, the old man has his own idea." Zhao Jingding waved his hand to make Hong not need to say more, and then pointed to the living quarters of the real Guangyang behind him, "Enter from there, to the left is the center of the formation, and to the right is the exit. Remember, don’t go wrong."

"Yes, Master." Ling Hong saw that Zhao Jingding didn't want to talk about the fight for the nine-turn nine-return jade liquid **** pill, and he stopped talking and stood respectfully.

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The three factions of monks who had returned from the Baicao Pavilion in full load were rushing towards the exit at this time, but the total number of these monks in the entrainment period was only seven or eight. The three factions have really suffered a heavy loss this time.

"Wait!" The fat white monk led by Huang Fenggu waved his hand and the two monks behind him immediately stopped.

"Senior Brother Wang, why stop here? There is an exit in front!" asked a junior Wen behind him puzzled.

Senior Brother Wang said solemnly, "Look there!"

The two juniors looked at them with great eyes. A monk with a mysterious clothes and a high crown stood in the courtyard that the entrance must pass through, with his hands on his back, looking at the strange flowers and weeds next to him leisurely and with interest, as if he didn't care about them at all. arrival.

"Zhao Jingding!" The two juniors blurted out in unison.

"Damn! Isn't he seriously injured? How could he heal so quickly! And he still stayed in the fairy mansion!" Senior Brother Wang rubbed his forehead in annoyance.

Junior Brother Wen hesitated and said: "Should we wait for the head to come before we pass?"

"Don't be so stupid, the ghost knows if the ancestors of other sects will follow. If the head has fallen, then we can just wait for death here!" Senior Brother Wang scolded.

After that, the disciples of the other two factions arrived one after another, and the people who saw Huang Fenggu stagnated, all stood guard and scattered. The bookish man among the two cultivators of the Hou Tu Sect took a half step forward: "Wang Hun, what are you doing here? But are you going to fight again?"

Wang Hun smiled bitterly: "Everyone has gained a lot this time. Can I make it hard to survive? It's just that there is City Lord Zhao in front of him, so I can only stop here."

The cultivators were silent for a while, and for a while, the short and fat one of the three remaining disciples of the Zixia School spoke in a deep voice: "I said, there are so many people, everyone rushed up, I don't believe Zhao Jingding can stop it. A few, and he is still injured!"

Everyone was a little moved, anyway, no one would think that it was him who was stopped by Zhao Jingding. It would be right to die a fellow Daoist but not a poor Dao!