Several vines as thick as arms suddenly emerged from the man's palm and wrapped around a large stone in front of the cave entrance.
Almost at the same moment, a purple thunderbolt appeared out of thin air, mixed with dots of green light, and struck directly at the middle-aged man.
The spirit lock buckle can lock Yang Zhen, but it cannot lock the little fairy grass in his body!
"boom!"
In an instant, the Prime Minister under King Lu's robes were torn, his body became stiff, and green flames grew from where the thunder and lightning passed, burning everywhere in his body.
After entering the middle stage of Zifu, Yiyi's lightning strike was enough to threaten the early stage Jindan monks. Coupled with the medicinal liquid extracted from Yin Yang moss and the burning of Shenqi's heart fire, the three-pronged approach was so powerful. In the middle stage of the human golden elixir, the strength is so strong that one cannot move for a while.
The real murderous intention came from that fleeting purple cold light.
Mu Zixue jumped out of the space, coldness surged out of her body, and her delicate body turned into a dazzling sword light, passing in front of the middle-aged man.
"Clang!"
The frozen head fell like an iron ball, and the bones kept spinning on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the body was torn apart like bursting ice.
The prime minister of Lu Kingdom in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, his body and soul disappeared!
…
White light flashed, and the spirit lock buckle on Yang Zhen's wrist was split into two, and the tight rope broke inch by inch.
After moving his body for a while, he looked helplessly at the frosty-faced woman and muttered:
"Why were you killed? I haven't even asked you yet!"
"Who made you keep grinding and procrastinating until now?" Mu Zixue said with a straight face.
"Have you made a mistake? Can you blame me?"
"If you don't blame me, who do you blame!"
Yang Zhen was stunned and speechless.
Is this still the innocent, elegant, gentle and generous sister Yuan Ying?
Why did you suddenly become so unreasonable?
How did he know that Mu Zixue was upset right now!
She didn't know why, but she became anxious when she saw that the middle-aged man was about to take away Yang Zhen's life. She, who rarely kills people, showed no mercy at that moment!
What's wrong with me? After practicing for so many years, what is my state of mind? How could I be so impetuous?
besides……
Where is Zhao Yueer!
Oops!
…
In the space, looking at Mu Zixue with a sword and an owl head, the two girls had different expressions.
Qing Xiaoling clapped her hands and cheered loudly. She had never thought about the difference between this instant-killing golden elixir sister, the Zixue sister she met at the beginning, and the Zixue sister who appeared in the ancestral land.
Zhao Yue'er was stunned.
By this time, no matter how stupid she was, she could already see clearly.
This is not the Zixue I know, this is Zixue’s sister, the ancestor of Nascent Soul!
No, that's not right! They are one and the same person!
My God, these days, Xiao Shitou, he is actually the Yuan Ying ancestor of He Sect...
I sometimes...
I won't be beaten to death by Yuanying Ancestor, right?
Xiao Shitou is a bad guy, he and the Queen of Qin are like that, and he and the ancestor of the sect seem to be nothing special.
me……
Sister Zixue, you deceived me so hard!
How should I call you from now on, should I call you Senior Sister Zixue, or should I call you Ancestor Zixue?
For a moment, Zhao Yue'er's thoughts were racing and her heart was in a state of confusion.
…
Shen Bobiao and his two disciples huddled in the darkness at the entrance of the cave, shivering.
That's the Prime Minister! King Lu's most capable subordinate is said to have reached the middle stage of the Golden Core, and his cultivation level is unfathomable.
That's it?
Who is this terrible woman? Old lady, please don’t come here!
God bless!
It seemed that the prayer had an effect. The person walking towards them was not a woman, but the young Zifu named Liu Yun.
"Second Elder..." As soon as Yang Zhen spoke, Shen Bobiao fell to the ground with a plop and shouted: "Fellow Taoist, have mercy on me, Taoist friend, have mercy on me!"
"As long as fellow Taoist spares my life, I am willing to stay in your little world and never come out again forever!"
"Oh?" Yang Zhen laughed and said, "Did you guess that there is a small world in me?"
Shen Bobiao nodded tremblingly, his eyes full of fear.
He knows very well that this must be the big secret of the other party. Now that he knows such a secret, there is usually only one ending——
Silence!
Even if he cooperates well and tells everything he knows, they will never let him go.
Unless the other party can completely control his life and death, he no longer poses any threat.
That's why he wanted to reveal the secret before Yang Zhen opened her mouth.
He must show an attitude of complete surrender before he can gain the other party's recognition and save his life.
This is an old fox who is used to wind and rain.
"Okay!" Yang Zhen agreed: "As long as you answer honestly and don't do tricks, I will spare your life. If you do well in the future, you will not be without even half of the training resources you should have."
Shen Bobiao was overjoyed, and his old face suddenly blossomed: "I'm sure, I will tell you everything, and I will never hide anything."
At this time, he tilted his head back slightly, with pleading eyes.
Still having some sense of conscience, Yang Zhen nodded secretly and said, "If the two people behind you are willing to be with you, I won't embarrass them."
The two disciples still didn't understand that this was the chance of survival that the second elder was fighting for for them, and they hurriedly shouted: "I am willing! I am willing to obey the instructions of my senior, and I will never dare to have any second thoughts."
…
"Tell me first, who is the Zhou Yuan you mentioned just now and what does he look like?" Yang Zhen asked.
"This man comes from the Xu Kingdom and is at the peak of his foundation cultivation. He looks to be in his thirties, with sharp features and a dignified appearance." Shen Bobiao replied.
Yang Zhen took out a portrait of Zhou Yuan from the space and placed it in front of him:
"Look again, does it look like this?"
"Yes, it's him!"
Yang Zhen and Mu Zixue looked at each other, feeling overjoyed.
Although there have been speculations before, it is only now that it has been confirmed.
Beiyun Mountain in the Zhao family's treasure map in Zhuoyang is actually Zhou Yuan's hiding place!
It’s really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes!
"When did this person come?" Yang Zhen continued to ask.
"Early last year."
The time is right too.
"Why is he here, but he is familiar with the elder of your sect?"
"Your Excellency is right," Shen Bobiao replied: "Thirty years ago, the head of the Bi Sect accompanied King Lu to visit the Yunxiao Sect. At that time, he and Wei Biao, the head of the Guizong Affairs Hall, hit it off and became friends."
"My sect has some expertise in the cultivation of souls, and Hall Master Wei likes it quite a lot. So he and the sect leader agreed that they would send disciples to come and communicate with him in the future with his tokens. The two sides even agreed on the code name 'Beiyun Mountain'. To avoid errors."
"Beiyun Mountain?"
"This is the mountain we are in now. The hall that your Excellency just passed by is the place where my disciples cultivate their souls. After Zhou Yuan arrived, he was also arranged by the master to stay here and practice diligently every day."
Yang Zhen nodded slightly, thoughtfully.
It is not difficult to see from Shen Bobiao's explanation that Wei Biao was already making some plans as early as thirty years ago. It seems that at that time, he already had a lot of dissatisfaction with the sect.
"What happened next?" He then asked: "From the tone of your words, did Zhou Yuan get into any trouble?"
"It's not like causing trouble," Shen Bobiao said with a wry smile: "It was just an incident that happened in August last year that made me doubt Zhou Yuan's intentions..."
"Last August?" Yang Zhen interrupted: "But the second day of August?"
Shen Bobiao looked surprised: "It was that day! Zhou Yuan disappeared."
The second day of August last year was the day after Qin Mingyue ascended the throne as emperor, and it was also the day when Wei Biao committed suicide by taking poison in a cave.
Obviously, Zhou Yuan must have a magic weapon on his body that can know Wei Biao's life and death status. His sudden departure that day was undoubtedly due to Wei Biao's sudden death.
"Missing? Where have you gone?" Yang Zhen then asked.
"At first, we didn't know where he went. We thought he left without saying goodbye and returned to Xu State. Until a month later, this man suddenly walked out of the back mountain..."
"There is an illusory formation left by ancient monks in the back mountain. My sect has sent people in to explore it several times. Without exception, they all fell into it. No one has ever come out alive. Therefore, the sect has long listed the back mountain as a forbidden area, and no disciples are allowed. In and out.”
"This is just a fourth-level illusory formation," Mu Zixue, who had been listening carefully, asked, "Why don't you go to King Nalu for help? This illusory formation should not be able to trap Master Jin Dan."
"What the senior said is absolutely true," Shen Bobiao had been quietly paying attention to Mu Zixue. Seeing her calm face and soft voice, he secretly felt relieved and said seriously:
"To be honest, everyone in the sect unanimously believes that there is probably an ancient cave behind the phantom formation. I was short-sighted at the time and did not want to reveal this secret. I hope that one day, a golden elixir will appear in the sect. All these problems will be solved.”
Yang Zhen laughed dumbly. These sects in the Zhao Kingdom were nominally vassals of the princes from various places, but in fact they were quite independent. It’s not surprising that Shenyi Sect has such little thoughts.
"Zhou Yuan walked out of the phantom formation safe and sound. We were both surprised and happy. The leader suspected that this person had known how to move the phantom formation for a long time. He even guessed that Hall Master Wei sent him here just to covet the treasure inside. So he ordered Zhou Yuan was captured and interrogated strictly. Zhou Yuan finally confessed that this was one of his talents, and he could come out of any illusion or trap formation as long as he was given enough time."
"The leader didn't believe it, so he ordered us to arrange several formations one after another. Zhou Yuan spent several days on each one, and finally walked out safe and sound. Only then did we believe it..."
"Zhou Yuan actually has such a talent!" Yang Zhen exclaimed.
He didn't notice that Mu Zixue's lips were slightly parted next to her. Her pretty face was filled with surprise and a bit of confusion, as if she had finally figured out a puzzling mystery.
"After the test, the master decided to go to the illusion array with Zhou Yuan in person," Shen Bobiao continued: "As a result, two months later, there was no news from the master, but Zhou Yuan secretly walked out of the illusion array again, trying to sneak away. He didn’t expect that we would leave a soul mark on him, and he would be caught again soon.”
"This time we didn't dare to send anyone to follow him in for fear of repeating the same mistake. Several elders discussed it for a long time and finally decided to ask King Lu for help. Soon King Lu sent Wei Guoxiang here. This man was proficient in formations, and within a few days he was transformed from the illusion formation. I found a passage and successfully found the leader inside."
"Things after this are no longer under my control. However, King Lu did not drive us away. He still asked us to guard outside the mountain while they searched for treasures inside."
When Shen Bobiao said this, he finally let out a long breath, raised his head and looked at the young man anxiously.
"Where is Zhou Yuan now?" Mu Zixue asked.
"King Lu said that this man's talent might be useful in exploring the cave, so he took him with him."
"Where is your leader? Where did he go when he went out and didn't come back?" Yang Zhen asked immediately.
"He is the leader," Shen Bobiao pointed to the ravine in front of him, with a trace of sadness on his face: "His old man was forced by King Lu and fell to death when he flew over here. There is no trace of his body."
"How many people are there around King Lu? How are their cultivation levels?"
"In the middle stage of King Lu's golden elixir, there is also a long history beside him, who is at the peak of Zifu's cultivation, and the dead Prime Minister Wei."
"Just a few people?"
"There are also some people, the younger ones don't know whether they should be counted."
"Should it count?" Yang Zhen frowned: "What does this mean?"
"King Lu also carries hundreds of spirit beast bags, half of which are from the lower sect. In each spirit beast bag, there are as few as three and as many as five monks. We don't know how many there are. .”
"What are the cultivation levels of these people?"
"Most of them are Qi training monks, and the others are foundation building."
"Why does King Lu bring so many low-level monks?"
"I'm not sure about this. Senior brother said it's probably inside the cave. We need to use our lives to explore and find the way."
"What?" Yang Zhen's expression suddenly changed.
He suddenly thought of something, and there was a hint of chill in his voice:
"You are so familiar with the illusory formation outside. Do you often come here to deliver spirit beast bags to King Lu?"
Shen Bobiao couldn't help but tremble, sighed, nodded, and said nothing.
"How many people have you given away before and after?"
"It's often repeated. I don't know how many small ones there are. I only know that the number of spirit beast bags that I have used in my hands has exceeded two hundred." At this point, Shen Bobiao couldn't help it anymore, and his originally upright body fell to his knees again:
"Sir, there is nothing I can do about it. If you dare not cooperate, then the disciples of my sect will be sent in!"
"Where do these people come from?"
"King Lu sends people to the sect every now and then. According to his chief historian, they are all prisoners."
"Prisoner? Even if he is a prisoner, that's nearly a thousand lives!" Yang Zhen sneered repeatedly, furious in her heart.
King Lu Zhao Yixiang, he had seen from the data that he was in his early two hundred years and had already reached the sixth level of the Golden Core. Although this qualification and cultivation speed are not as good as Qin Mingyue's, they are already quite rare in the entire Eastern Region.
Therefore, this person has a very high status in Zhao State and is regarded by many people as the future ancestor of Yuanying.
If she didn't have to, Yang Zhen would never want to get into trouble with such a person.
but now--
The uncontrollable killing intent surged out.
…
Seeing that no more questions could be asked, Yang Zhen waved her hand and sent Shen Bobiao and his two disciples into the space.
Looking at the bottomless valley, he swayed and was about to return to space, but was caught by Mu Zixue.
"You can't get through the Zi Mansion!" Yang Zhen shouted quickly.
"With me protecting you, what are you afraid of?" Mu Zixue said angrily.
"Zhao Yue'er, go and explain it to me, otherwise, I won't be able to spare you!" The woman's angry warning came from the sea of consciousness.
Yang Zhen curled her lips secretly and agreed with a frown.
Mu Zixue's expression softened slightly, and she said coldly in the man's ear: "When you pass this Jiuyou Stream later, remember to keep your mind close and focus on nothing! If you can pass this level, the entire Zifu realm, yours The divine soul is unrivaled by no one!"
After saying that, without waiting for the man to refute, he raised his hand and threw Yang Zhen into the sky above the deep valley!
Thanks to my old friend for not slapping me in the face and making me feel uncomfortable, the driver’s monthly ticket support!
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