Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Could it be...that these are the manipulation methods of this red-skinned gourd?"

With his mind moving slightly, Su Twelve hurriedly wrote down all these tricks.

In just a moment, he clasped his hands and chanted the incantation, and began to try.

With a flick of his ten fingers, a steady stream of true energy poured out, turning into hand gestures and falling on the red-skinned gourd.

In the blink of an eye, the gourd trembled slightly and then jumped into the air.

"Huhuhu..."

A gentle breeze started blowing out, and there was a gentle breeze blowing out from the gourd, continuously.

But this formation has no lethality at all. .??.??

It's not as powerful as when Li Yunwen used it.

When Su Twelve saw this, he raised his eyebrows and looked thoughtful.

"If I remember correctly, the sword light spewed out by the red-skinned gourd that day was huge in quantity and disorganized. It was not like what one person could cast."

"Could it be..."

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and Su Twelve was thoughtful.

The thought came again, and something neither a knife nor a sword came out across the sky.

The flying sword shook slightly, and dozens of sharp sword energies suddenly appeared in the air.

Staring closely at these sword energies, Su Twelve danced wildly with his hands, and the techniques suddenly changed.

Another series of spells flew out and landed on the red gourd.

The next second, the red-skinned gourd no longer blew out the breeze, but a strange attraction appeared.

The appearance of this attraction has no impact at all on tangible objects.

But the sword energy around Feijian seemed to be drawn and headed straight for the red-skinned gourd.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of sword energies were all absorbed into the red-skinned gourd.

His consciousness fell on the red-skinned gourd, and Su Twelve could immediately clearly feel that there were dozens of sharp sword energies coming out of the gourd.

The emergence of sword energy also made the red-skinned gourd shine a little brighter.

And these sword energies were bound by some mysterious force and did not dissipate.

Squinting his eyes, Su Twelve once again used the technique he tried just now.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and then the sword energy spurted out from the red-skinned gourd at extremely fast speeds.

The sword energy flew vertically and horizontally and landed with a crash, leaving scratches on the ground. The power was particularly astonishing.

Compared to when Su Twelve used neither a knife nor a sword, the power was almost not reduced.

"I see, it turns out... is this the real use of this red-skinned gourd?"

"It can actually...absorb other people's attacks and then spray them out when used."

"I just don't know what the upper limit of the red-skinned gourd's attack is. But even if this item level is not a magic weapon, it is definitely far above the best spiritual weapons. The power that Li Yunwen exerted that day was also very amazing. You know, the attack The upper limit should not be low.”

Talking to himself, Su Twelve raised the corners of his mouth slightly. If he hadn't been worried about the safety of the little girl Feng Fei, he would definitely be happy at this moment.

It is foreseeable that if this red-skinned gourd can absorb enough attacks.

When used at a critical moment, the attack power that can be exerted is definitely no less than that of a powerful Golden Core Stage warrior.

After understanding the function of red-skinned gourd, Su Twelve immediately began to try it repeatedly.

If you want to be effective in battle, you have to use this red-skinned gourd skillfully.

However, before trying a few times, Su Twelve heard footsteps outside, his ears twitched slightly, and he immediately put the red leather gourd into his storage bag.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a strong wind blew, erasing the traces left by the sword energy on the ground.

The next second, there was a knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Qianxi's joyful voice came, "Senior Brother Wang, there is news!!!"

"Thank you for your trouble, Junior Brother Yang!"

Su Twelve's heart trembled, feeling both surprised and pleasantly surprised.

I didn't expect it, it just happened

In such a short time, you can actually get information about the little girl?

He responded from afar and walked quickly to the door.

When he saw Yang Qianxi, he immediately cupped his hands and clasped his fists, with gratitude written all over his face.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes glanced at the figure behind Yang Qianxi, and his face suddenly condensed. He felt that the female cultivator looked familiar, and a familiar figure flashed quickly in his mind.

But the expression on his face didn't change much, and it returned to normal in just a moment.

"Does this fellow Taoist know the whereabouts of my apprentice?"

Yang Qianxi nodded repeatedly, "Not bad!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the female cultivator behind him, "Fellow Taoist, this is my senior brother. His surname is Wang. Like me, he is a member of the Huanxing Sect."

"You must have heard of the reputation of the Huanxing Sect. Now can you tell me the information you know?"

"As for your conditions, as long as they are not too excessive, I promise you as the person in charge of Wuliu Town that as long as I can do it, I can complete it for you."

The female cultivator stared at Su Twelve, with a flash of surprise in her eyes, and then she cupped her hands and said respectfully: "Junior Yu Wan'er, I have met my senior!"

Yu Waner?

Is it really her?

It seems that there should be many monks in Cangshan who came to Muyun Prefecture in various ways.

Pay attention to the subtle expression changes on Yu Wan'er's face, as well as the other person's self-introduction.

Su Twelve knew immediately that he had not admitted his mistake.

The female cultivator in front of her was the little girl she met when the Yunge Sect encountered great changes, and she also had another identity, that is, the disciple of Su Ye of the Tianyin Peak of the Yunge Sect.

He secretly sighed in his heart that the word fate was really wonderful, but Su Twelve did not say anything about it, nor did he have any intention of acknowledging the other party.

I am in a lot of troubles right now, and one more friend will bring me more ties!

With his brows slightly twitching, Su Twelve said indifferently: "Well! My Majesty, the King of Huanxing Sect,

Su, I wonder where did you meet my apprentice? "

Yu Wan'er shook her head gently, "Please forgive me for being rude, junior. Before senior agrees to junior's conditions, junior cannot reveal any information."

"What? With your identity as the Huanxing Sect, doesn't it make you feel at ease?" Yang Qianxi frowned and looked at Yu Wan'er dissatisfied.

He was still thinking about how to carry out his plan based on Yu Wan'er's information.

"It's okay, Junior Brother Yang! This world is not peaceful, so it's good to be cautious."

Su Twelve waved his hand, called Yang Qianxi, and then continued to ask: "If you have any conditions, little friend, just ask. As long as I can do it, I will try my best to be considerate for you."

"I want five willow roots!" Yu Waner blurted out.

"What? Wuliugen? Are you kidding me?" Yang Qianxi was startled, subconsciously widening her eyes and looking at Yu Wan'er in disbelief.

Yu Wan'er emphasized: "I'm not kidding, my condition... is five willow roots!"

"Fellow Taoist, your conditions are a bit too loud, right? Do you know what kind of spiritual material Wuliu Root is and how rare it is? If you want to trade this kind of spiritual material based on just one piece of information, I'm afraid you are not in the right position. joke!!!"

"Wuliuzhen says it's not big, but it's not small. I don't believe it. There are so many monks, but you are the only one who knows the information about my senior brother and apprentice?"

Yang Qianxi raised her voice with dissatisfaction and stared at Yu Wan'er with hatred.

His plan has basically been drawn up, and if no one starts, he won't be able to speak directly.

After all, he knew something about the whereabouts of Su's twelve disciples. But when the news came out of his mouth, it was another concept.

If he really did that, he would be telling Su Twelve that there was a conspiracy in this matter. Moreover, he and others were behind the scenes. When the time comes, the first thing Su Twelve will do is not to find someone, but to slap him to death with one palm.

He, a monk in the Foundation Establishment stage, cannot stop the wrath of a strong man in the Golden Core stage!