"It's you!?"
After seeing the face of the interceptor clearly, Ye Jin was not only a little surprised but also made a sound.
Right in front of the white jade boat, I saw a thin man, wearing a gray-brown monk's robe, with a sinister look and a small goatee on his chin, looking at Ye Jin playfully.
Who else could this person be if he wasn't the wretched old Taoist Zhao Youliang?
It's just that Zhao Youliang had already flown to Qianye City one step ahead of him, hadn't he?
Why did he appear here and block his way?
Could it be that the information about the avatar has been exposed?
No, not possible.
The incarnation of the life-saving hair change is even the concentrated and perfect ancestor Jin can't figure it out. How can a mere veteran on the second floor of the foundation find the foundation?
Besides, during the time he left Bihan Island, he only transformed into an avatar and bought some spiritual items when he passed Ganliu Island and Wangli Island.
However, these two incarnations have no intersection at all, so there is no reason for them to be exposed.
Ye Jin was confused in his heart, but his face remained calm and respectful, and he raised his hands and asked:
"It turns out that Senior Zhao is here. I wonder why Senior Zhao stopped this junior?"
Zhao Laodao looked at Ye Jin with an appreciative gaze. He glanced at the white jade boat, the top-quality magical weapon, and then glanced at the body of the ginseng essence. A strange color flashed in his eyes.
This look made Xiao Shenjing feel a hair in her heart, and she was so scared that she hid behind Ye Jin's neck and did not dare to come out.
"Why?"
Zhao Laodao had a playful look in his eyes and a joking smile on his lips:
"What do you think I mean?"
Seeing Zhao Youliang's appearance, Ye Jin couldn't help but frown:
"What does Senior Zhao mean by this?"
The wretched old Taoist smiled and did not answer Ye Jin's question. Instead, he answered the question:
"On the seventh level of Qi training, there is a top-notch flying magic weapon, and there is also a demon pet that is as good as the eighth level of Qi training. Which family are you from?"
Uh, a demon pet with an eighth level of Qi training...
Ye Jin subconsciously glanced at the little coward on his shoulder.
Not to mention, the aura displayed by Xiao Ginseng Essence is quite bluffing without a fight.
"Senior Zhao is joking. This junior is just a casual cultivator. He doesn't have any big background."
The wretched old man raised his eyebrows and didn't say whether he believed it or not.
I saw him taking out a red cloth bag from his waist, pouring a bit of magic power into it, and saying:
"disease."
As soon as he finished speaking, a green light flashed from the mouth of the bag and flew towards Zhao Youliang's palm.
When the green light dissipated, I took a closer look and saw that there was a caterpillar about one finger long, nestled quietly in the palm of my hand, like a secular caterpillar.
This caterpillar has two tentacles on its head, which are like the nerve endings of ants exploring everywhere in the air.
The tentacles waved in the air for a while, and then pointed straight in the direction of Ye Jin.
The caterpillar, which looked lazy just now, immediately became excited and almost jumped off Zhao Youliang's hand with excitement.
Ye Jin frowned, not sure what Zhao Youliang meant. His spiritual sense swept over the caterpillar and found nothing strange.
Zhao Laodao did not show off, he said with a smug look on his face, stroking his beard:
"The name of this insect is Yuan Baoli. It is a second-level mid-grade insect. It is extremely rare in the world and is even more precious than a mid-grade spiritual weapon."
"This Yuanbaoli has a magical effect, that is, people with more than 100,000 spiritual stones within a radius of 20 meters will be extremely excited..."
Speaking of this, the greed in Zhao Youliang's eyes was completely exposed, and he stared closely at Ye Jin's storage bag.
It was only then that the wretched old man revealed his true purpose!
It turns out that Yuan Baoli was like him giving an early warning when the Chen family was sailing.
At that time, Zhao Youliang had already set his sights on Ye Jin!
A man who was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining was actually carrying more than 100,000 spirit stones. In Zhao Youliang's eyes, he was like a big fat sheep!
Even if Ye Jin was a true disciple of the Jinyang Sect, Zhao Youliang would kill him.
With these 100,000 spirit stones, it is very worthwhile for a casual cultivator like him who lives a desperate life.
At that time, Zhao Laodao had been observing Ye Jin secretly, and even in order to prevent Chen Family Foundation Establishment from discovering anything unusual, he never showed any strange feelings to Ye Jin.
It was a pity that when the spirit ship passed Ganliu Island and Wangli Island, Ye Jin did not leave the crowd at all except for a short stroll in the crowded port.
This also resulted in the wretched old man never having a suitable opportunity to ambush.
Coupled with the existence of the Chen family's foundation, he did not dare to rob it directly.
Zhao Laodao was not worried that the Chen family would be out of charity and act righteously.
Facing a Qi-refining cultivator who carries hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones, even the Chen Family Foundation Establishment will secretly kill him.
Zhao Youliang was just unwilling to share the 100,000 spirit stones with another Ji Zhu.
What can he do if a mere cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining has one or two chapters of foundation-building talismans?
Wouldn’t it be nice for him to swallow these 100,000 spiritual stones for himself?
Therefore, Zhao Laodao had been holding back and waited until the spirit ship arrived at Chiba Island before he finally got the chance.
The greed in his eyes swelled, he opened his mouth and licked his dry lips, Zhao Laodao grinned and said:
"If you obediently hand over the spiritual stones on your body, I will be very compassionate and leave you with a complete corpse."
"Otherwise, I will let you know what it means to live but not to die..."
Ye Jin, who was opposite him, had already regained his composure after Zhao Laodao revealed his true nature. After listening to the wretched old Taoist's threats, he did not react at all. Instead, he raised his eyes and looked at the excited palm of Zhao Youliang's hand, which made him want to jump out of his palm and fly towards him. Yuan Baoli.
Unexpectedly, there are such insects at this time, and they can react to more than 100,000 spiritual stones in a radius of 20 meters.
In this way, its function is somewhat similar to that of the cave-dwelling king [Treasure Hunting Rat].
However, the innate magical power of the [Treasure Hunting Rat] is much more powerful than this Yuanbaoli. The Treasure Hunting Rat is not only targeting spiritual stones, but can sense any treasure.
But even so, this Yuanbaoli is quite remarkable.
No wonder the wretched old Taoist would say that its value is more than a mid-grade spiritual weapon. This is not an empty lie.
When the wretched old Taoist saw that Ye Jin was not as scared as expected, the smile on his face couldn't help but fade, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes as he said:
"Since you are looking for death, the old master will help you!"
As soon as the voice fell, his mana surged, and he raised his hand to condense a purple-black mist towards Ye Jin.
This purple-black mist was the poisonous mist that could instantly corrupt the second-order Crouching Tiger Shark after the thunderstorm that day. Even monks in the middle stage of foundation building could be poisoned to death. The toxicity was severe.
Opposite the wretched old man, Ye Jin sighed and shook his head helplessly:
"I obviously don't want to cause trouble, but why does trouble come to me?"
After saying that, a cloud of white smoke emerged from the soles of Ye Jin's feet and soon enveloped his entire body.
When the white smoke dissipated, the art of transformation was put away, and a mandrill with shiny black hair, a furry face, a thunderous mouth, and sharp fangs appeared in the air.
While putting away the art of transformation, the Turtle Breath Qi Condensation Technique in the Dantian was also restrained, and the demonic energy in the early stage of enlightenment suddenly exploded!
"You are actually a demon cultivator!?"
The wretched old Taoist standing opposite the mandrill was shocked. He never expected that this little cultivator, who was only at the seventh level of Qi refining, would turn into a demonic cultivator with an aura that was not weaker than his in the blink of an eye!
And neither he nor the Chen family's founder on the spirit boat found any flaws in this monster!
But even so, Zhao Youliang did not stop. Even a demon cultivator in the early stage of enlightenment must die in front of a hundred thousand spirit stones!
Zhao Youliang's eyes grew cold, and he said sternly:
"So what if the transparent demon cultivator! More than one beast died in the hands of the old Taoist!"
After saying that, he increased his mana output, and at the same time, he patted the storage bag, and the low-grade spiritual weapon, the body-fixing round mirror, flew out, pointing directly at the mandrill flying to the opposite side.
The cold light in his eyes kept flickering, the body-fixing round mirror and the poisonous black mist meant that even a demon cultivator in the middle stage of enlightenment would definitely die, let alone a demon cultivator in the early stage of enlightenment.
Facing the round mirror flying towards him, Ye Jin did not dodge. He glanced at the wretched old man with a calm face and reached out to pat the storage bag.
The next second.
A black mysterious light flew out, and the light faded, revealing a black flag under the mysterious light. On the flag, a green-faced fanged ghost face was lifelike.
Under the infusion of demonic power, the black flag gradually grew longer in the wind, and in the blink of an eye turned into a large flag three feet in length, with a fluorescent light flashing on the flag's surface.
Immediately afterwards, a group of ghostly energy as dark as ink continued to pour out from the flag.
"Jiejiejie..."
The eerie and strange laughter resounded in the air.
A terrifying, green-faced ghostly face suddenly appeared in mid-air.
"Yingui Banner!"
"You are a remnant of the Heavenly Demon Sect!"
Zhao Youliang shrank and shouted in shock.
He's not a fool who doesn't hear what's going on outside the window. How could he not hear about the famous standard magic weapon of Tianmo Sect - the Yingui Banner?
Seeing that the mandrill opposite actually sacrificed a low-grade spiritual weapon, the Yin Ghost Flag, he immediately thought that Ye Jin was a remnant of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
The vigilance in his heart became stronger and stronger, especially because this mandrill refreshed Zhao Youliang's knowledge again and again.
It would be a long night with many dreams, Zhao Youliang said with pain:
"Everyone can punish the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Today, the old Taoist will do justice for Heaven and get rid of this scourge of you for our Canglan Cultivation World!"
When it comes to this, what the wretched old Taoist said is righteous.
At the same time, his hands were even more deadly, and the mana in his Dantian was poured into the black poisonous mist desperately.
The poisonous mist that originally filled the air for three to four meters suddenly expanded, almost ten times in size, covering an area of thirty to forty meters.
It was at this time that he fixed himself in the round mirror and then attacked, flying the poisonous mist to the top of the mandrill's head.
Dazzling white light erupted from the mirror, and the white light beam went straight into Ye Jin's face!
Seeing this scene, the wretched old Taoist finally relaxed and was covered by the body-fixing round mirror. Not to mention a demon cultivator in the early stage of enlightenment, even in the middle stage of enlightenment, he could not move.
Thinking of this, Zhao Youliang had a cruel smile on his face:
"die!"
He waved his hand to make the huge poisonous mist fly away. In just two breaths, the huge purple-black poisonous mist enveloped Ye Jin's entire body.
The body-fixing round mirror is combined with the powerful poisonous mist that can poison mid-level second-level practitioners. Several second-level practitioners have already died from the combo of the wretched old Taoist.
He believed that this mandrill would be no exception.
Time passes minute by minute, and after a stick of incense has passed, even a demon cultivator in the middle stage of enlightenment has been corroded into slag for such a long time.
"receive!"
The wretched old Taoist used his hand to control the purple-black poisonous mist to slowly shrink.
The poisonous mist that expanded for more than twenty meters gathered and shrank little by little as the magic formula fluctuated.
Ten meters, five meters, three meters...
When the poisonous mist shrunk to two meters, a pair of black-haired thighs were vaguely exposed from the edge of the poisonous mist.
Zhao Youliang couldn't help but have a bad premonition when he saw it. He raised his finger and urged the poisonous mist to move away, revealing his true face under the poisonous mist.
Taking a closer look, it was better not to look at it, but his eyes almost popped out when he looked at it.
His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, dumbfounded, and he exclaimed in shock:
"How can it be!!!"
Under the poisonous mist, a mandrill covered with shiny black hair, with fangs turned outwards and a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks stood intact!
This poisonous mist, which can corrode a demon cultivator in the middle stage of enlightenment, can't do anything to this mandrill whose cultivation level is not in the early stage of enlightenment!
How could Laodao Zhao accept this?
But all he got in response was the mandrill's expressionless sneer.
At the moment when Zhao Laodao lost his mind——
"Roar!!!"
A deafening sonic boom exploded from behind Zhao Youliang.
The wretched old man had no time to react. He was so shocked by the shouts that his orifices overflowed with blood. He screamed with a splitting headache and fell to the ground in pain.
How could Ye Jin let this rare opportunity pass?
While you are sick, I will kill you.
A black jade roulette wheel as big as a millstone flew quickly from behind Zhao Youliang, spinning like lightning and spinning endlessly.
This treasure is clearly the middle-grade spiritual weapon from Geng Lihai - the Black Jade Wheel!
The speed of the black jade wheel was so fast that an afterimage almost flew out of the air and appeared behind the wretched old man.
Just when he was about to touch Zhao Youliang's heart, he saw an khaki mysterious light flashing out of Zhao Youliang's arms.
Immediately afterwards, a black and yellow barrier condensed in an instant, covering the whole person of the wretched old man.
"Peng!"
The black jade wheel hit the barrier hard.
"Kachakacha~"
This black and yellow barrier is somewhat similar to the black crystal shield, and has the effect of automatically protecting the master. However, unlike the black crystal shield, this black and yellow barrier is only one-time use.
But even so, the black-yellow barrier cannot withstand the middle-grade spiritual weapon Black Jade Wheel for long.
After just one breath, the black-yellow barrier was shattered by the black jade wheel and dissipated in mid-air.
The black jade wheel remained unabated and struck Zhao Youliang in the back!
"puff!"
Zhao Youliang, who was having his soul torn apart by the Chi Nianhou, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood under the impact. The blood even contained fine organs and even injured internal organs.
The wretched old man flew backwards under the impact and fell heavily to the ground, creating a shallow crater.
However, he also woke up from the tearing of Chi Nianhou, and looked at the attacker behind him in fear.
When he discovered that it was a mandrill that looked exactly like Ye Jin, he was shocked:
"Who are you!"
(To be continued...)
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