Chapter 245: Prisoner?

Style: Fantasy Author: Huang LaoyaoWords: 2295Update Time: 24/01/18 08:24:56
"There are only two roads left in front of you now.

Article 1: Hand over the colorful glazed lamp, become my subordinate, appraise treasures for me, and enjoy countless glory and wealth; Article 2: Die! "

Zhou Qingyun's expression was cold, and wisps of murderous intent locked onto Lin Yu.

Lin Yu was calm and composed. He had the three powers of the Tongtian Soul Saint and could easily kill the opponent instantly, but he did not take action.

After killing Zhou Qingyun and the others in Wanzhen Pavilion, it would be difficult for him to escape without bringing Mr. Jiang.

Moreover, if you do this, you will alert the enemy and make it difficult to enter the interior of Wanzhen Pavilion.

After thinking about it for a while, he took out the colorful glazed lamp from the Qiankun bag, handed it over, and said to himself: I will give this to you for safekeeping first, and I will make you repay it a hundred times in the future!

"Very good. It seems that our first cooperation went smoothly. I won't rob you. This is one hundred thousand gold coins. Take it."

A smug smile escaped Zhou Qingyun's lips, and he casually took out ten 10,000 gold tickets and placed them in Lin Yu's hand.

Lin Yu took the golden ticket and said calmly: "Second helmsman, I can go."

"No, you have to stay at the back of Qingxuan Mountain from now on. You can't leave until I completely trust you."

Zhou Qingyun shook his head lightly, and then shouted outside the door:

"Come here, send Master Lin to the back mountain to rest. Tomorrow, ask him to go to the Treasure Pavilion to appraise the treasures. You must guard him every step of the way and take good care of him. If he makes any mistake, all of you will be killed."

The words just started.

The rosewood door was gently pushed open, and two guards in armor strode in with cold expressions. They were both masters of the early stage of the True Qi Realm.

"Okay, Second Helmsman, you are really good at being a good person."

Lin Yu did not resist, and under the coercion of the two guards, Yukong flew into the back mountain.

He felt that the moment he entered the back mountain, there were fluctuations in runes and formations. It should be a separate restriction set up to prevent outsiders from entering.

And the inexplicable uneasiness in my heart became even stronger.

Not long after, the three of them arrived in front of a tall building.

The spiritual energy here is richer than that of the previous mountain. There are flying springs and waterfalls, palaces and towers, and a large sea of ​​bamboo, in which various precious medicines are rooted and shining with colorful light, just like a fairyland.

"Old man, go in, this is your room."

The two guards had a cold attitude, as if they were treating prisoners, and brought Lin Yu to a low house.

One of the guards warned in cold words: "I would like to advise you, don't try to escape, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless under the sword."

Lin Yu ignored the two of them, walked into the room, closed the door, and put up insulation notes.

"Hey, I finally got into the Wanzhen Pavilion, but my status is a little different from what I expected. I originally thought I would be praised as a high-ranking master, but who knew I would become a prisoner.

I don't know where Zhou Lingyun and Jian Er are, so I used the soul drawing technique to investigate. "

Lin Yu sat on the bed and began to concentrate and stretch his spirit.

Now, he has begun to practice the fourth level of soul guidance. In addition, his cultivation level has reached the eighth cave heaven, and he has been baptized by the true blood of the Holy Lord.

His mental power is much stronger and he can sense fluctuations within a radius of more than twenty miles, but he can only see clearly a thousand meters away.

This mental intensity is almost as strong as the King of Heaven. This is the terrifying aspect of the soul drawing technique, and it is also the root of the power of the Tongtian Soul Saint to suppress all races for hundreds of years!

"Second brother, the old man we are guarding is a treasure appraiser. He should have many treasures. Do you want to rob him later?"

"No, he is of great use to the second helmsman now. If we rob him, we will be punished."

"Then wait until he is of no use, then kill people and steal goods!"

The faces and conversations of the two guards at the door were clearly reflected in Lin Yu's mind, making him frown. It is true that birds of a feather flock together, and the subordinates of the big bad guy Zhou Qingyun are also very bad!

He ignored it and continued to expand his mental perception.

For a hundred meters, there were only patrols coming and going, nothing unusual.

Two hundred meters, three hundred meters, four hundred meters, there are only some relatives and subordinates of the Zhou family living there.

Five hundred meters later, something finally changed, and we arrived at the manor of a direct descendant of the Zhou family.

The first thing that caught his eye was Zhou Qingyun's third son, Zhou Haori, who was exercising with three women on the bed, very excited.

Cao, you are proclaiming prostitution in the daytime!

Lin Yu secretly complained, and glanced at the other person's earthworms, which were like chopsticks, with a bit more contempt in his eyes. Humph, his father must be unbearable if his son is like this.

The next 600 meters, 700 meters, 800 meters, and 900 meters are the attics of the direct descendants of the Zhou family. The layout is elegant and there are countless guards.

Unfortunately, Zhou Lingyun and Aunt Xiu were not found.

One thousand meters is the farthest distance that his mind can currently see clearly. If it continues to extend, he can only perceive blurry images, and even farther away, he can only hear sounds.

There is still no trace of Zhou Lingyun and others.

Lin Yu continued to extend his spirit.

One thousand one hundred meters, one thousand two hundred meters... Finally, in a small courtyard about two thousand meters away, he spotted the blurry figure of Jian Er.

"Master Wu Wang, why haven't you come back yet? The young lady has decided to commit suicide on the day of the marriage. You must come as soon as possible."

She was not tied up, but was guarded by two princes at the door. She lost her freedom and was imprisoned in the small courtyard, talking to herself.

Stretching further in, Lin Yu saw the figures of Jian Yi and Aunt Xiu.

In the innermost room, he saw Zhou Lingyun's graceful figure. She was sitting by the bed, feeding medicine to the white-haired old man with a sallow complexion lying on the bed.

"Finally we found someone. It seems that the old man on the bed is the master of Wanzhen Pavilion."

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he found someone, everything would be easy.

The current difficulty was how to subdue the two monarchs guarding the door. He felt that not bringing Mr. Jiang here was a big mistake in decision-making.

As for the two true energy guards at his door, he can deal with them himself and has no worries at all.

"Grandpa, wake up, open your eyes and take a look, I am Lingyun, I am back."

Zhou Lingyao's voice sounded slightly sad, which made people feel a little distressed.

"Why does this room make me so uneasy, like a bloodthirsty demon lurks?"

Lin Yu's spirit sensed an inexplicable danger. He searched around and finally located the source of uneasiness on the old man on the bed, the master of Wanzhen Pavilion.

"Demonization!"

In an instant, he saw that the master of Wanzhen Pavilion was being demonized!

How powerful is this soul-eating technique, that it can actually demonize a saint?

"It seems that we need to go for treatment as soon as possible. If it is later, the master of Wanzhen Pavilion will become a demon and paint the living beings like that."

Through the eyes of heaven, Lin Yu saw that the master of Wanzhen Pavilion was not seriously injured and dying, but his soul was injured due to his confrontation with the possessed self.

He returned his spirit like a tide to the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and began to think about how to subdue the two monarchs guarding the entrance of the small courtyard.

It would be a shame to directly use the three powers in the Xuantian Disk. It seems that we can only use the Holy Artifact Holy Light Mirror or the virtual illusion.

As a monk in the realm of refining gods, with his current level of cultivation, he can be imprisoned for an hour or two with a holy light mirror, which is enough to escape.

"Haha, boy, you are too good, you are actually imprisoned."

At this moment, a dog's head shook and it came out of the ground with a chirp. It was the big yellow dog!