Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 320 Unexpected Appearance

The two of them were also faintly aware of Feitian Yasha's thoughts.

Xu Yinglian took the initiative to hold Qiu Changtian's hand, and began to write in the palm of his hand.

careful.

Qiu Changtian held her fingers with his backhand, Xu Yinglian twitched a few times, but couldn't get it out, so he let him hold her hand half ashamed, half angry, and helplessly.

Feitian Yasha seemed to be unaware of the small movements of the two, and suddenly turned around and said:

Ahead is the treasure room of the ghost faction.

The Yinhui primordial spirit water you need is inside, it's just...

It deliberately prolonged its voice, then suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Qiu Changtian!

Xu Yinglian immediately came out with the sword, and Yu Jiajian stabbed Feitian Yasha straight forward. The opponent just stretched out his hand, then easily pushed Yu Jiajian aside, and hit it to the side.

Great light! Xu Yinglian puffed up her face, a large amount of flames burst out from her mouth and nose, and swept towards Flying Yasha.

Amidst the blazing flames, Flying Yaksha's body suddenly rushed out, his whole body was scorched black, but the injury didn't seem to be serious, and he passed Xu Yinglian's defense in an instant, went around Qiu Changtian's back, and grabbed his neck with one hand .

Let's have a discussion. Feitian Yasha said with a smile, I don't trust you, and I think you can't trust me, so why not exchange chips with each other?

Little girl, besides Yinhui Yuanshen Water, there is also a handleless locust tree sword inside.

You take that locust tree sword to me, and I'll return your little husband-in-law to you intact, how about it?

Xu Yinglian widened her eyes angrily, as if she wanted to kill it fiercely with her gaze.

But she soon got Qiu Changtian's eyes again, and the calm eyes meant:

rest assured.

To be honest, that might not be what he meant, but his unflappable expression—the calm expression that made Xu Yinglian hate him the most after defeating him in each competition, gave her almost endless confidence and courage at this time.

Brother is invincible, he must have had a countermeasure long ago!

Thinking of this, Xu Yinglian turned around silently and walked towards the inner room.

Qiu Changtian's throat was clamped by Feitian Yasha, but he didn't panic at all.

Because once Feitian Yasha tried to kill him, Ah Jing would immediately teleport herself away—even if Junior Sister Xu was still trapped here.

Feitian Yasha noticed that he was calm and composed, not even a quick heartbeat, so he couldn't help but grinned and asked:

You really think I dare not kill you?

If you want to do it, why wait until now? Qiu Changtian said with a smile.

I'll kill you when I get the locust tree sword. Feitian Yasha stretched out his thin tongue and licked his lips.

What's the benefit of killing me? Qiu Changtian was still laughing, If you don't kill me, you can still bet on whether I will inform you when I go back; if you kill me, Immortal Chisong will definitely avenge me.

Just because of your own desire, you want to provoke the hatred of the immortal?

Feitian Yasha was speechless and kept silent.

Qiu Changtian continued to stimulate it without making a sound, but was thinking about it.

From this point of view, the handleless locust wood sword in its mouth is the key magic weapon to control the seal on its body.

Feitian Yasha asked his junior sister to pick it up, explaining two points:

First, it was restricted by itself and couldn't get the locust wood sword directly, so it used Yinhui Primordial Spirit Water to guide the two to follow.

Second, after getting the Sophora Wood Sword, Junior Sister Xu couldn't study it thoroughly for a short time, and couldn't use it to control Flying Yasha—at least it had the confidence, so it chose to showdown in advance instead of trying to coax Junior Sister Xu to go Take the sword.

If this is true, then from our point of view, there is indeed no good way to counter the opponent.

Handing over the handleless locust tree sword to the opponent is indeed the best choice under the current circumstances... This is also within the opponent's calculations.

Thinking of this, Qiu Changtian looked at Feitian Yasha meaningfully.

Although this guy is a natural evil, his mind is so meticulous that he is hardly weaker than a human being.

Feitian Yasha also returned a thought-provoking look with deep meaning.

This human child...why is he not afraid at all?

Is it self-confidence? Or arrogant?

No matter, since this person has reason, he should know that he has no other choice.

Obediently handing over that magic weapon to me is your only way out.

The two have their own ulterior motives. Although there is no word on the surface, they have indeed reached an undisputed agreement in private.

He (it) can only do so...

Xu Yinglian entered the treasure room, looking around cautiously.

There are several rows of bone shelves with various dark streamers on them, some are magic weapons, some are pill bottles, and some are flying swords.

Xu Yinglian saw a handleless pagoda tree sword, which was hung by a red string on a nail on the wall. The base of the nail was still the pattern of a Tai Chi eight trigrams plate, and various ancient seal characters were engraved on it.

In many sect residences, places like the treasure room are the most important forbidden places in the sect, and basically there will be some protections such as prohibitions and traps.

It is the most stupid behavior to rush to get treasure.

She glanced around, and suddenly stretched out her hand, and blew out a small firebird.

The flamingo fluttered its wings, appearing extremely agile, circled around the entire room, and then landed on Xu Yinglian's shoulder, chirping.

There is no prohibition, which is rather strange.

However, Xu Yinglian thought about it, if there was a restriction, why would Flying Yasha let her come alone? What if she was banned and beaten to death?

Obviously, Feitian Yasha is sure that she can get the treasure safely, which means that there is really no restriction here—maybe Feitian Yasha has already come here in advance and broke all the restrictions that can be broken. Prevent the corpse from passing through...

Xu Yinglian had almost a thousand thoughts turning in his mind in an instant.

She came to one of the shelves and reached for the pill bottle on it.

It was taken down.

The pill bottle is made of translucent glass, and some black viscous liquid can be seen rippling inside.

She checked the other pill bottles around again, and found that they were either pills or spirit herbs, and indeed none of the bottles contained liquid anymore.

In other words, there is a high probability that the Yinhui Yuanshen Water is these black liquids.

Xu Yinglian sighed, and put away all the pill bottles.

She looked at the surrounding shelves again. There were various flying swords, chime bells, small cauldrons, bright mirrors, jade pots, French seals... and other magic weapons.

It's just a pity that there is a dark radiance flowing on them, obviously they are all pure magic weapons.

This kind of magic weapon must have a trace of turbidity in the body in order to drive it with maximum power.

However, clear qi is the main and turbid qi is supplemented, which is the unique qi circulation route of the Demon Cult.

The orthodox religion does not teach the cultivation of turbid qi, but what Xu Yinglian cultivates is Nine Heavens Qingwei Entering the Mantra. For other Kunlun monks, it is useless.

So it can only be put in a storage bag and taken to Kunlun to be destroyed.

She swept the entire room clean, leaving only the handleless locust tree sword hanging on the wall.

Senior Brother Qiu's life was related to this sword.

Xu Yinglian took a deep breath, and was about to reach out to take it solemnly, when suddenly a hand as white as jade grabbed the handleless locust tree sword from the side.

who? ! Xu Yinglian subconsciously dodged sideways and turned her head to look.

I saw that the owner of that hand was a red-haired, evil-looking man with heavy pupils, wearing a black robe, and covered with devilish energy. He was playing with the handleless pagoda tree sword in his hand at this time.

Your Excellency? Xu Yinglian asked coldly.

Demon Venerable Wei Dongliu. The man raised the corners of his mouth, his double pupils contracted, and looked over strangely.