Yang Zhen finally understood the reason from the demon monkey's uncontrollable laughter and shouts.
This low-grade fire spirit bead of the earth level has continuously absorbed the fire spiritual energy it has evolved over the past three thousand years, and it has actually advanced!
It’s already the middle level of the Earth Rank!
"A middle-grade fire spirit bead at the ground level, haha!" Zihou laughed heartily: "Blowing up can't destroy the secret realm, but blowing up the fourth-level spiritual veins is barely enough! Haha!"
"Yunxiao Sect, let's see how you continue to force me. I'm in a hurry. I'll destroy this fourth-level spiritual vein so that you can get nothing!"
I see!
After the Wood Spirit Pearl was lost, the demon monkey found a new substitute, a new one to rely on in negotiations with the Yunxiao Sect!
No wonder he was ecstatic!
Although Yang Zhen stated her interests to him the day before yesterday and persuaded him to release the hostages. However, in Zihou's heart, he was actually terrified and unsure of the development of the situation.
After this kid goes out, will he honestly persuade a real person?
Is he really capable of convincing the Jin Dan Patriarch?
Even if he persuades the master of Baoyuan Hall, will Yunxiao Sect really give up its coveting of spiritual veins?
not necessarily!
Maybe this kid will even persuade the Master of Baoyuan Hall to take action quickly!
Although the brain of the demon monkey is not as flexible as that of humans, it has lived for hundreds of years and still has the experience it deserves.
Instead of relying on the kindness of others, it is better to have the ability to compete yourself!
This is the ultimate principle in the world of cultivating immortals!
Therefore, it was not until this time that he discovered the substitute effect of the Fire Spirit Pearl that he truly gained the confidence to protect himself.
Suddenly, he turned around and looked down at Yang Zhen, with anger and cruelty intertwined on his devilish face:
"I regret that I listened to your words and let those hostages go! Bah!"
At this moment, he deeply regretted his rashness that day. Those people should have been retained to continue the negotiations.
Otherwise, even if Yunxiao Sect recovers the orb, why should it be returned to him?
Thinking of this, the demon monkey's eyes became more fierce, and a giant hand was raised high, intending to kill Yang Zhen under his palm!
The shadow of death instantly looms!
Yang Zhen's pores stood up all over her body, her eyes stared at the demon monkey's palm without blinking, and her muscles tensed.
Of course he would not sit still and wait for death, but facing a third-level monster, how much hope could he have?
In desperation, he suddenly asked:
"Senior Zihou, after the secret realm is closed, if the Yunxiao Sect retrieves the Wood Spirit Pearl, how will it be handed over to you?"
He didn't expect an answer to this question, he just wanted to divert the monkey's attention.
Sure enough, the demon monkey's violent mood went away as quickly as it came. Hearing this, he slowly put away his palms and replied:
"People from your sect will naturally know how to send the beads in."
After saying that, he walked to the pile of sundries with fire beads and various jade boxes, dug through them for a while, pulled out something, and handed it to Yang Zhen.
This is a white jade box with a diagram resembling Bagua and complicated runes engraved on it.
"This is the teleportation box. Put the things in the box, then find the location of the teleportation array and cast a spell. The box will fly into the cave on its own, and it won't take much effort!"
"Can you give this box to me?" Yang Zhen asked tentatively: "If the junior is lucky enough to find the orb in the outside world, I can also use this object to return it to the senior."
"You? In the outside world? Haha!" The demon monkey laughed loudly.
"Take it!" The laughter stopped, and a trace of sneer appeared on his face, but he said nothing more and turned around to leave.
Yang Zhen took the jade box and threw it into the storage bag. At this moment, he realized that his clothes were soaked, and he was shaken by a feeling of exhaustion after being highly stressed.
A hint of gloom came to mind.
"Is this monster monkey going to break his promise and not letting me go?"
This is what worries him the most. Although he has always emphasized that after he goes out, he will definitely persuade the master of Baoyuan Palace in the hope that the monster monkey will let him leave.
However, at this moment, judging from the sarcastic expression of the demon monkey, he no longer cared about his own persuasion.
If so, why would he let himself out?
Just because you can tell stories to make him happy?
I'm afraid that it was precisely because he was good at telling stories that the monster monkey became greedy and wanted to keep him in the secret realm and be his story king for the rest of his life.
Mudd! Yang Zhen cursed, but did not regret her previous actions to please her with stories.
If he didn't have this skill, the monster monkey might have killed him just now.
However, what should he do if he really doesn't let him go?
How to escape?
…
That night, the demon monkey didn't let him tell stories and kept busy.
Yang Zhen watched for a long time and realized that a formation was being set up.
He had no doubt that this purple-faced monkey knew the formation. Judging from the various formations such as air confinement, confinement, spirit gathering, self-destruction, etc. set up in this cave, this monkey should have the inheritance of formations left by his ancestors.
I just don’t know how much he knows about the phantom formation? Yang Zhen thought to herself.
…
That night, in the bluestone space.
Yang Zhen came to Xiaocao, leaned over and asked:
"Yiyi, how are you preparing? Is the amount of medicine enough?"
The slender leaves of the little thing stretched out, and liquid seeped out from the top, gradually condensing into a drop of dark blue water.
"There are only so many," her clear voice sounded, "They're all here."
"Is it enough?"
"The purple-faced monkey itself has a wood attribute and has a certain resistance to medicine. In addition, it is a third-level monster," the little thing muttered: "It can probably paralyze him for one to two quarters of an hour."
If I had known at that time, I would have let that fake-faced Hongzhu stab him a few more times, Yang Zhen thought with regret.
This blue liquid droplet was extracted by Yiyi from the poison of the blue octopus tree that Yang Zhen possessed. Unfortunately, the amount was a little small.
"Plus what about some low-level poisons I put in the space?" Yang Zhen asked.
"Some of them are not wood-type poisons. I don't know the effect after mixing them. Moreover, they are not of high grade, so they probably won't have much effect."
"Forget it," Yang Zhen made up her mind: "Just a quarter of an hour, let's think of other ways."
…
The second day was exactly the tenth day after the secret realm was opened.
Before Youshi, all monks holding teleportation tokens, whether they are casual cultivators or disciples of sect families, will be teleported out.
Unless he doesn't have a token, or he is within ten miles of Xiaolang Mountain.
If Yang Zhen wants to leave the secret realm, she must go ten miles away from Xiaolang Mountain before Youshi.
Would the demon monkey let him go so far?
When Yang Zhen stepped out of the cave and looked at the red sun rising high outside the valley, he didn't have the slightest certainty in his heart.
There were dull footsteps behind him, and Zihou's tall body appeared at the entrance of the cave.
"Come up!" he ordered.
Yang Zhen didn't dare to disobey, and even jumped up with a look of joy.
The demon monkey flew towards the mountain like lightning.
Only half a quarter of an hour later, he appeared near Monkey Mountain.
A little purple-faced monkey cheered and jumped up and down the mountain towards him.
It's Xiao Baimao.
