After helping Luo Ming replenish his nutrition, Meng De sensed that Ying Caichan was approaching very quickly.
"The pursuers of Wanjian Sect are approaching. I'm going to divert them away, and we'll contact you with the transmission note." Meng De took out a transmission note from his storage ring and handed it to Luo Ming. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell him: "I will do what I say, promise." I will definitely do your thing."
Luo Ming unfolded his consciousness and sensed an extremely strong wave of spiritual power approaching.
"Be careful."
"With a beauty like Miss Luo waiting for me, I can't bear to die."
[If you don’t know how to talk about love, don’t say it, Aburo]
Ying Caichan was extremely fast, and Meng De estimated that he would be able to arrive in half a stick of incense at most. He stopped and walked against the wind, deliberately making noise.
"found it!"
Ying Caichan felt the fluctuation of spiritual power and sped up a bit, leaving a long afterimage in the air.
Luo Ming, who was hiding under the tree, couldn't help but sweat for Meng De when he saw the pursuers of Wanjian Sect walking through the air.
Walking in the air indicates that the monk is at least in the Nascent Soul realm.
Not knowing whether Ying Caichan was alone or accompanied by other elders of the Wanjian Sect, Meng De ran for his life as quickly as possible. However, the gap between the Dzogchen Realm of the Golden Core and the Nascent Soul Realm was a chasm.
"Thieves, please leave!"
Ying Caichan transformed into a sword light and came dozens of feet in front of Meng De in an instant, forcing him to stop with a sword.
"Is it you?" Ying Caichan recognized Meng De.
You have been stuck in the Golden Elixir Realm of Dzogchen for a hundred years. At this time, someone offers you an elixir with both hands to help you break through. It is difficult to forget.
"We meet again, Elder Ying."
Meng De unfolded his consciousness and didn't find anyone else around him. If Ying Caichan was the only one, he wouldn't be able to control it.
Ying Caicheng pointed his sword at Meng De, with a look of contempt on his face, and said: "You help profiteers deceive people and you have an affair with the Hehuan Sect. It seems that I can't keep you here today. Where can I hand over the saint of the Hehuan Sect to you?" Give you a pleasure."
"Elder Ying, if you can break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, it must be at least ninety percent of my credit. I don't ask you to give me your life, so why don't you just let me go today and pretend you have never met me."
Ying Caichan's status was so noble. When had he been teased by someone before, the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tighten a little.
Resisting the urge to kill Meng De with a sword, Ying Caichan asked again: "Where is the saint of Hehuan Sect? Let her hand it over."
"Elder Ying, I didn't say that I knew any saints from the Hehuan Sect! Even if you are the elder of the Wanjian Sect, you can't put a shit basin on my head. Everyone in the Hehuan Sect will punish the thieves, and I don't even bother to deal with them. Together."
The awe-inspiring look on Meng De's face aroused Bronze Mirror's dissatisfaction.
[You are noble, you are great, and yet everyone wants to kill you. If it weren’t for me, would you have a chance to meet Ye Chen’er, and have a chance to win the Cat Lady title? I’m looking for a woman for you, but you still don’t want to be with me]
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. I'll have plenty of ways to get you to talk in a while."
"I also want to try the elder's method. Is it a honey trap or a seduction?"
Ying Caichan was teased one after another, and she could no longer suppress her anger.
When you lift the sword, you must educate Meng De.
The tip of the sword flashed with cold light and was about to pierce Meng De's body. At this critical moment, Ying Caichan was surprised to find that he could not move.
Meng De smiled evilly and said: "My lord, didn't your mother tell you not to eat food given by strangers? It's something that three or four-year-olds understand, why don't you understand it?"
"Asshole, what did you do to the elixir?" Ying Caichan scolded angrily.
"You didn't use any tricks? That is not a realm-breaking pill in itself. What is it specifically and why it allows you to break through the realm? Elder, if you are smart, just take your time and think about it!"
Meng De put his index and middle fingers together and gently pushed the sword away, pinching Ying Caichan's chin.
"Let me go! I am the elder of Wanjian Sect. If you dare to do anything to me, Wanjian Sect will never let you go."
Snapped!
Meng De slapped Ying Caichan on the buttocks and said Yin Yang: "You won't let me go, huh, is it possible that Wan Jian Sect is willing to let me go if I don't do anything to you?
My elder, you are so cute and silly. If I am afraid of the Wanjian Sect, how can I dare to plot against you? It seems that the term "big-hearted and brainless" is not unreasonable. "
Seeing Meng De staring directly at his capital, Ying Caichan panicked a little.
"You, what on earth do you want to do?"
Meng De used Wei Xiaobao's heart-piercing dragon claw hand and said with a smile, "Isn't it obvious?"
"Get your dirty hands away."
Meng De made a move to retract his hand, but Ying Caichan took the first step and grabbed Meng De's wrist to prevent him from moving back even half an inch.
"Elder Ying, you are really duplicitous. You say you are disgusting, but you are quite honest physically!"
"I didn't. You must have done something with your pill."
Meng De had a bad smile on his face: "Really? No matter how much I manipulate the elixir, can I still control your body? It's obviously your own idea, so why are you leaving the blame to me, a junior?"
[You are playing very perverted, but I like it]
Meng De got over his addiction and said slowly: "Elder Ying tells you the truth, from the moment you take my elixir, you are destined to be unable to resist me. I give you two choices. One is to accept me as your lord to complete the task." As for the task I gave you, as for these two... I heard that you are famous for being cool in the Wanjian Sect. You said that if I make you embarrassed in front of the disciples of the Wanjian Sect, what will they think of you? ?”
"you……"
"Don't scold me so harshly. Zhu Xian Yitu is meant to compete with heaven, earth, and people, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal. I'll give you half a day to think about it. During this time, you should also pay back the interest on the pills you stole from me."
…
In the Hehuan Sect camp, the gangsters waited for three hours, but Ying Caichan still hadn't returned.
"Elder Ying is at the Nascent Soul Realm, not to mention invincible in Xifeng State. It would not be easy for others to keep her, so why aren't you coming back?"
If Ying Caichan didn't come to take the gangster back to Wanjian Sect, the gangster would have recovered from his injuries.
He has hidden a secret since he was a child. He has a special physique. The reason why he has always been nostalgic for Ten Thousand Flowers is because only the absolute reason of the sage mode can prevent him from being affected by the physique.
Years of indulging in desire have caused him to be gradually eroded by desire. He has forgotten that it was originally just to suppress his body and prevent him from losing control of his body, and it has turned into a simple indulgence in the pleasures of fish and water.
The trump card he planned to use just now was to lift the seal in his body.
Once the seal is lifted, he will become a monster who only knows how to kill. It will not be until he is exhausted and faints that the spiritual energy in his body will strengthen the seal on its own.
No matter what kind of sect, having a special physique means you can get more cultivation resources, and the balance of the sect will tilt in your favor.
It's a pity that the gangster's physique is one of the eight demonic bodies recognized in the world of immortality. If it were made public, the old guys from Wanjian Sect would probably make a fuss about it against their cheap father.
"Ahem, cough, forget it. This place is where those demons from the Hehuan Sect gather. It's not advisable to stay for a long time. It's better to leave first."
The bandit's sword left the Hehuan Sect camp. The two daggers were originally one foot long and four feet wide together, like a small bed supporting the bandit's flight.
He felt the blood and fighting spirit from the battle just now, and the seal in his body became much weaker.
The top priority is to return to Wanjian Sect as soon as possible, catch up with his old lovers, and suppress the seal in his body.
Unknowingly, the gangster came to the town where he met two girls from the Hehuan Sect.
A feeling lingered in his heart, as if something was waiting for him here.
Monks never believed in illusions.
Maybe it was destiny. Looking down from above, the gangster suddenly discovered that there was a mountain range behind the town. Following this mountain range for a hundred miles was the mission destination.
In other words, if there really is a spiritual vein, it might be here.
"Nearly all the disciples I brought out have died. It would be too embarrassing to go back like this. How can I seduce female disciples."
The gangster moved down with his sword based on his feeling. He planned to go to the mountains behind the town to investigate carefully.
As soon as he landed, the gangster noticed that someone was wandering around the mountains one step ahead of him, holding many instruments for locating spiritual veins.
"Why don't you listen to the advice?"
This man turned out to be the old beggar in front of the ruined temple.
"Senior, are you here also to search for spiritual veins?"
The old beggar did not deny it, nodded and said: "You are half right. Finding spiritual veins is indeed what I want to do, but I have already done this three years ago. Not only that, I also discovered something special. A whole piece of treasure would be tens of millions of times more valuable if sold retailly. Have you ever heard of the innate sacred weapon?"
"Innate Sacred Artifact?" The gangster was shocked. Innate Sacred Artifacts are rare in the world, and their masters have left their own stories in history throughout the ages.
"Senior, you and I don't know each other, why are you telling me this?"
The old beggar looked at him with a smile, but the smile was full of evil intentions.
"I have been holding these things in my stomach for the past few years, and I want to find someone to share them with. But no matter who knows, I can't let him leave alive. If the news leaks out, I will not be able to share it all these years. It’s all a waste of time.”
The old beggar had a spear in his hand at some point. This spear had a very unique appearance. It was made of silver with a silver dragon carved on it, but the tip of the spear was a stone that didn't look very sharp.
"Don't blame me. I've said it many times. Don't get involved in the town's affairs. There's nothing I can do if you don't listen."
The gangster seemed to have thought of something, frowned and asked: "Since I am already about to die, senior, can you explain my doubts? The one who attacked the Hehuan Sect camp..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the old beggar directly admitted it.
"I was the one who attacked the Hehuan Sect's camp. The Hehuan Sect's construction of the camp here disrupted my plan. When the innate sacred weapon is born, strange phenomena will occur in the world.
At that time, if they insert a bar to hold me down, I will definitely become the target of public criticism with the innate sacred weapon in my hand. By then, other monks who have seen the vision of heaven and earth will rush towards me, and I may not be a match.
I can only blame you for your bad luck. I just took care of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect with my front foot, and you appeared in that area with my back foot.
You know everything you need to know, let’s hit the road! "
The old beggar held the gun in one hand, with a majestic aura, as if he and the gun were one body.
"I'm sorry, senior, it's you who should be on the road." The gangster reached out from his sleeve and took out a jade slip for sound transmission. On the jade slip, the spiritual shadow of the Great Elder of Wanjian Sect was looking at the old beggar with evil intentions. .
