Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

Lin Jiu was trapped on the red cloth of the statue of the patriarch.

A mahogany sword and a gossip mirror in one hand.

There are a total of eight armored spirits flashing frantically around.

"Sa!"

The wind roared, and the speed of the armored spirit was so fast that it almost tore the night sky, and the black air eroded and rotted everything.

Lin Jiu's gossip mirror rotated, and a huge golden light burst out under his feet, like an upside-down bowl, protecting the surroundings.

Every time the eight armored spirits collided with the golden light, it would shake the golden light and roar.

Inside, Lin Jiu had a serious expression, only the Taoist robe on his body fluttered with the windless every time the armor spirit hit him.
And Jia Ling fell to the ground after the collision and immediately got up, as if he was not injured at all, and changed his direction to attack in a flash.

Infinitely powerful, as fast as lightning, knows no pain, defies life and death, and is indestructible.

These armored spirits are for Lin Jiu.

Only in the true sense is it in line with "the murderer never dies."

Not far away, Zhou Yun walked over holding Qiusheng's legs and hands, nourished by his own purple energy, Qiusheng was basically fine now.

It's just that this kid is still merging with the golden light of the Sea of ​​Consciousness and is familiar with the characteristics of the golden light, so he won't be able to wake up for a while.

Putting Qiusheng on the ground, Zhou Yun shook his Taoist robe and looked at Lin Jiu.

Maoshan technique is out of the law, although its essence has fallen to the lower level, but in terms of power, it really does not give way.

Lin Jiu seemed a bit embarrassed, but he was far from exerting his full strength.

After staying in Renjia Town for 20 years, Lin Jiu's Taoism has become more and more advanced, and Taoists' cultivation of the mind is practice.

Encountered a tough battle now, Lin Jiu is still adapting more than being embarrassed.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came.

Zhou Yun turned his head to look, and there was a person in the forest in front of him.

An old man was lying on the ground, as if he fell to the ground while running away, wrapped in a big cloak, he was in a panic.

At this time, he was facing Zhou Yun with his mouth open, as if he had trouble breathing and couldn't speak, so he could only stare at Zhou Yun with pleading and fearful eyes.

"Hehehe."

The old man made a short breathing sound, and the rustling sound was just that he was grabbing a branch and shaking it desperately at Zhou Yun.

This person is Wei Dabang's sworn brother, Lao Qi.

Zhou Yun glanced at the seventh child. At this time, like the fourth child before him, his luck has fallen to the bottom.

And the death energy in his body was countless times stronger than that of the fourth and sixth children.

"Cage, cage, cage..."

Lao Qi struggled to open his mouth, let go of his hand, raised his fingers tremblingly and pointed in the direction beside Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun looked sideways, and there was a black cage lying upside down.

This black cage Lao Qi never left his body for almost a moment, even when the accident happened before, Lao Qi never let go of this cage.

Lao Qi opened his mouth wide, his voice was vague and clear, but his face looking at Zhou Yun was already ferociously anxious.

Zhou Yun got up and walked over to pick up the cage.

When the night wind blew, the black cloth outside the black cage was lifted, revealing a pitch-black head inside.

The black head was fixed in the cage by a few nails, and a hole was opened at the top. Apart from the horrible shape, it looked like a bowl.

There are yellow pills in this "bowl".

"what."

Looking at the elixir, Zhou Yun thought it was some kind of medicinal material, but he didn't expect to notice a wave of death.

"Give it, give it to me!" Lao Qi stared at the cage, waving his trembling hands wildly.

Hearing this, Zhou Yun frowned, reached out to pick up a few pills, and walked in front of Lao Qi.

Lao Qi's gaze followed the elixir, and it had already shone with light.

Zhou Yun didn't talk too much, and threw the elixir directly to Lao Qi with curiosity in his eyes.

Seeing the falling elixir, Lao Qi didn't know where the strength came from, and got up to find the elixir, but couldn't grab it with trembling hands several times.

He just bowed his head and ate the elixir viciously into his stomach along with the soil.

"Hehehe."

After taking the elixir, Lao Qi fell to the ground panting rapidly, but his voice returned to the sound that a normal person should have.

At the same time, Zhou Yun also noticed that the dead energy in Lao Qi's body, which was about to erupt after the pill entered his abdomen, calmed down strangely.

"Little guy, thank you." Lao Qi looked at Zhou Yun, opened his mouth with difficulty, and at the same time, a big smile broke out on his face.

It seemed to be congratulating himself that he had regained his life.

"What is this?"

Zhou Yun looked at the doubt in the eyes of the pill.

Lao Qi rolled his eyelids and saw Zhou Yun holding up a pill.

"Hahahaha, this is Huang Dan." Lao Qi panted and laughed.

"Little guy, don't you know what Huang Dan is?"

Seeing doubts in Zhou Yun's eyes, Lao Qi leaned his head against the tree with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Since ancient times, the emperors have used red pills, cinnabar, alum, etc., and ordinary people have called them white pills, black pills, which are medicinal materials, and yellow pills..."

The old seven smiled muffled, and said in a low tone when he changed the subject.

"It's made of human flesh. The flesh is red and the skin is white, so it's called Huang Dan. The Huang Dan I take is even more special. I need to find a person who is in a cloudy year and a moon and a cloudy time. It should not be more than nine years old. The heart is used as the main material. It can be made into three pills, and taking it can relieve my stubborn illness, and the effect will be immediate!"

Lao Qi stared at Zhou Yun, as if he wanted to see the fear he should have in Zhou Yun's eyes.

But Zhou Yun's face was light and calm. Hearing the sound, he just glanced at the elixir in his hand, and then threw it on the ground.

Lao Qi was stunned for a moment, then rushed over and held Huang Dan in his hands like a treasure.

"The red pills eaten by the emperor are for longevity, the white pills and black pills are eaten by ordinary people to cure diseases, and this yellow pill is specially used to extend life for people like us. This is a treasure, a big treasure!"

As Lao Qi spoke, he suddenly covered his chest again, as if he felt something, he quickly threw the yellow dan in his hand into his mouth.

"This Huang Dan seems to be unable to relieve your stubborn illness now." Zhou Yun smiled lightly.

Hearing the sound, Lao Qi suppressed the pain on his face, and looked up at Zhou Yun, his gaze seemed a little complicated.

"Little guy, I'm going to die today. That thing has hated me for 30 years. No one can save me today."

"Tell me." Zhou Yun grinned, with a deep breath coming from his body, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Feeling that breath, Lao Qi seemed to be caught in the memory for a moment, and he was stunned for a moment before swallowing
"He...is very powerful, with infinite strength, a man weighing more than 100 kilograms, he grabbed it with a single stroke."

Old Seven's eyes flickered with memories, he raised his head slightly, and the memories flowed slowly like running water.

"At that time, we fought off all the warlords, and finally only our brothers were left. The main tomb where all the treasures are placed is right in front of our eyes."

"But with the opening of the main tomb, there are ghostly black shadows flying out. They kill anyone they see. The guns can't penetrate their bodies, and they can't even see their movements clearly. Our brothers are like straws. It's like they all fell to the ground."

"The way back is also blocked. The tomb passage that I entered before seems to suddenly... no longer exists."

Lao Qi curled his hands together, and seemed to have returned to the scene of that day.

"Seeing that more and more people are dying, when our brothers were about to close their eyes and wait for death, a group of people came out." Lao Qi changed the subject, with a trace of respect on his face.

"The leader is a middle-aged man who claims his surname is Aixinjueluo. He didn't say his name, but when he appeared, those ghosts in the tomb seemed to be suppressed."

"Facing those ghosts that couldn't be killed, the middle-aged man unhurriedly cut open his palms. He saw a ghost. The blood of those ghosts that couldn't be killed when they saw anyone saw the man's blood stop immediately. stood up, and then was called back by the middle-aged man in just a few words."

Lao Qi's eyes were full of amazement, as if recalling that scene, he still can't forget it for a long time.

"Then the man told us that his father was buried in the main tomb, who was the last banner owner of the Eight Banners. When we heard this, our hearts immediately tightened. The descendants of this tomb actually found it."

"But the man just warned us to leave, and even led the way to send us out of the tomb."

There was a hint of admiration on Lao Qi's face, and he looked forward, as if he saw something, and said in a deep voice.

"That man has a bold personality and an extraordinary bearing. He sent us out of the tomb all the way. Regarding what we did, he said that the time has been defeated, and many things have already passed away, so he let them sleep underground forever. Although he hates us in his words , but let us go."

"This magnanimity and ability are admirable."

"Oh?" Zhou Yun listened quietly, then suddenly tilted his head in doubt and said, "So that's how the treasure is?"

As soon as these words came out, Lao Qi suddenly felt a little darker all over his body, and roared viciously.

"Forget it? Impossible!"