The battle ended after three lightning strikes.
The first lightning struck, and Hou Xian's coat was shattered;
The second lightning struck Hou Xian, who was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
With the last blow, Hou Xian was hit to the point of dying and unable to move.
When Yang Zhen walked over, he was already lying on the ground, his whole body was blackened, and his hair was still smoking. He was breathing with his mouth wide open, like an old man who had been drying on the beach for a long time and was about to die. fish.
Hou Xian was unable to maintain the spell any longer and revealed a dark, fat face.
"Who are you?" Yang Zhen asked, taking out a rope and tying his hands.
At the same time, the first-level high-grade armor on his body is in a state of being ready to be activated at any time.
Yiyi even kept her consciousness firmly focused on this person to prevent him from making an outburst.
Hou Xian looked at the night sky with dull eyes and did not answer. He had not yet reacted to the blow just now.
Where did the lightning come from? Or three in a row!
Is this coming from a child? is it possible!
Those who can emit lightning are at least foundation-building monks, or they have the legendary thunder spirit root, which must be after the middle stage of Qi training.
Thunder charm? With such power, one piece at least costs 200 spirit stones, and this is three pieces in a row!
Rich man! It’s not that I’m inferior in skills, I lose because I have no money!
He was so heartbroken that he didn't want to speak.
Seeing that this person was silent, Yang Zhen was too lazy to pay attention. She had to thank this person for setting up an isolation formation. The movement here could not be transmitted, and he had plenty of time to waste.
He grabbed the storage bag at the man's waist and began to look through it.
With Yang Zhen's cultivation at this time, it would take at least half an hour to break open the storage bag of a monk in the late stage of Qi training. However, doesn't it still have clothes?
Then, Hou Xian was horrified to see that the little boy just turned around and his storage bag had already been opened.
Is this... a foundation-building senior who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger? But in terms of age and figure, they don’t look alike!
Yang Zhen took out the items in his storage bag one by one.
The first thing that catches the eye is such a good thing.
Binding fairy rope!
The Immortal Binding Rope is similar to the bipolar clavicle chain. It absorbs the mana generated when the monk's body is running and turns it invisible.
Hou Xian, as an old Jianghu who travels at home, kills people and sells goods, is naturally indispensable for such things.
Now this first-grade high-grade fairy binding rope can be used to tie this guy up.
With the help of Yiyi, Yang Zhen quickly removed Hou Xian's mark on the rope that bound the immortal and refined it.
Then the original owner of the rope was tied into a rice dumpling.
He continued to look through it.
There are more than a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, one medium-grade spiritual stone, and one medium-grade earth spiritual stone. The total value is less than five hundred spiritual stones, which can be considered a small fortune.
The Qi Restoration Pill, Yuan Yuan Pill, and some healing elixirs are all of very low grade, adding up to less than a hundred spirit stones.
Well, there are also a few unknown pills, one of which is green and looks poisonous.
"There are Mu Fujiko and Snake Grass in here, which are very poisonous," Yiyi said from the side: "At least there is no problem in poisoning the person in front of me."
Well, there is a nameless poison pill, put it away first and continue reading.
There is a flying sword, a dagger, and an ax each. They are all magic weapons. Their grade is unknown, but they are estimated to be of the first-level middle or upper grade.
A shield, first-level mid-grade.
There is a book of exercises. Browse through a few pages. It probably has something to do with concealment, sneaking, breath concentration, etc. I will study it again when I get back.
A stack of talismans, such as Shen Xing, Vajra, Qi Qi, Fire Ball, etc., are not of high grade.
There are also some gold and silver coins, daily sundries, and even two pairs of smelly socks, oh bah!
The total of the above is about nine hundred to one thousand spiritual stones.
Oh, not counting the isolation array. That thing is worth five hundred spirit stones.
Calculating it this way, it's one thousand fourteen to five hundred spirit stones.
Sure enough, it is better to kill people and get money faster.
More importantly, Yunxiao Sect, as an orthodox sect, has some things that cannot be bought with spirit stones, such as the poison pill.
There are also two magic weapons, the Immortal Binding Rope and the Isolation Formation Disk, which are restricted items and require certain qualifications or guarantees before they can be purchased.
Therefore, this unknown uncle really gave some good things.
Finally, a token and a map.
The token is made of jade, two inches in size, with the character "倀" written in seal script on the front, and a pattern of a cliff carved on the back.
The map shows some mountains and valleys, with a lake on the lower left and a valley marked with an "x" on the upper right.
"What is this?" Yang Zhen asked.
Hou Xian kept silent. His mind was still in a state of confusion.
Yang Zhen didn't bother to persuade, so she picked up the dagger and cut off the man's right thumb.
Hou Xian let out a howl and twisted his body desperately. Sweat broke out in pain on his forehead and slid down his dark cheeks.
"What is this?" Yang Zhen asked again.
Hou Xian's face showed an expression of struggle and regret, and he hesitated, not knowing how to answer for a while.
Yang Zhen didn't urge her, she just waved the dagger and cut off her index finger.
"Ah!" Hou Xian wailed again.
"What is this?" Yang Zhen asked for the third time.
"This, this is a map." Hou Xian replied.
"Nonsense! Who doesn't know this is a map?" Yang Zhen said coldly, while the dagger was already drawing on the middle finger of Hou Xian's right hand.
"No, no, I said." Hou Xian shouted hurriedly.
How could this child be so cruel and have no patience at all?
"This is the map of Langshan Mountain," he said quickly when he saw Yang Zhen pointing at the fork, "There may be treasures there."
"Treasure? What treasure?" Yang Zhen asked.
"Not sure."
"Where is Langshan? What is this token for? Don't let me ask you one by one. Tell me everything you know."
Hou Xian swallowed and saw Yang Zhen swinging the dagger around. He did not dare to delay at all and told the origin of the map and token.
…
Langshan, to be precise, the Langshan Mountains is located at the junction of Zhuyang County, Nanlang County and Qing'an County in Yunzhou, within a radius of five to six hundred miles.
There is a secret place in the mountain, which is said to be related to the war in the Zhenyu Realm three thousand years ago. This secret place was only discovered after that.
"This secret realm is opened once every ten years, and the next time will be three years later. Only the immortal cultivating families in these three counties, the disciples sent by the sect, and those who hold such tokens can enter."
"The map is part of the secret realm. Where the cross is, it is said that there are treasures of heaven and earth that can help build the foundation."
Hou Xian told everything he knew.
"Can all the immortal cultivating families from the three counties participate?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
"Yes, this is a regulation made by Yunxiao Sect to limit the number of people. Families in these three counties are allocated different quotas according to their strength."
"Doesn't this token have an owner?" Yang Zhen continued to ask.
"This is a batch of tokens made when the secret realm was discovered in the early years. At that time, the management was still relatively chaotic. Although the sect made regulations later, those who hold these tokens can also enter as long as they are clean and will not be blocked. .”
