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Li Minghua's back was already drenched in cold sweat, but he didn't dare to show disgust, and forced a respectful smile: "Exactly, can I trouble you, senior, to give us a ride?"

Meng Po raised her pure white hand, and the firefly-like spiritual power was held up by her and flowed around her hand, which was very beautiful.She smiled happily and said, "You can do it, the old woman's job is to ferry for a living."

Without waiting for everyone to be surprised, she changed the subject: "However, my wife's boat is small and can only accommodate eleven or two people, so what should I do?"

Li Minghua's smiling face froze, and before he could answer, the Immortal Huacheng behind him had already stepped forward, bowed and cupped his hands and said, "Senior Meng, this junior is Huacheng, a disciple of the Qianfu sect, how should I pay for this fare?" ?”

"Payment? Haven't you already paid?"

Granny Meng smiled, and although she didn't say it clearly, everyone immediately thought of the two corpses on the ground and their souls that could never reincarnate, and felt chills all over their bodies.

Master Huacheng was also sweating coldly, and he forced himself to calm down and asked: "Then, dare to ask senior, where is this boat going?"

"Go where you want to go." Meng Po showed an impatient expression, "If you want to go, you can go, if you want to stay, you can stay. The old lady never pushes others. If you want to go, it is very easy. You just need to drink the soup made by the old lady and you will be happy." You can board the boat and leave. After thinking about it, come aboard, my boat does not wait for anyone."

As she spoke, a bowl of soup appeared out of thin air in her hand. The soup was as thick and black as ink, and it was bubbling and gurgling. It looked like a poison that pierced the intestines.

Huacheng, who was originally worried that Li Minghua would snatch the opportunity, was afraid, so he didn't dare to take it for a while, but Li Minghua said modestly: "This money...was from a fellow Taoist of the Qianfu Sect, I don't dare to take it Magpie's Nest, fellow Taoists of Huacheng invite you first."

When it comes to ferrying money, Hwaseong's heart trembled again.

The "transfer money" sent is two souls from the same sect, how can they waste such a price or let others enjoy it?The road ahead is unpredictable, but there is no way out, so instead of waiting to die, it is better to give it a go!

Thinking of this, Hwaseong exchanged glances with his fellow apprentices, and resolutely stepped forward to end the black soup in Granny Meng's hands, and swallowed it down.

Immediately, he was pleasantly surprised to find that although the Meng Po soup was extremely bad to drink, not only was he intact, but his mana was also restored!

Although the Sumeru Precept was still unusable, this discovery was enough to cheer up his fellow disciples, and they all stepped forward to drink Mengpo soup and boarded the wooden boat.After the twelve monks of the Qianfu Sect disappeared into the stele along with Po Meng and Ferry, the sky brightened again, and the scorching sun brought the remaining few sects back to reality again.

"Meng Po Huangtang Ferryman, so that's what it means! This stele is not only a portal, but also a portal. It's amazing!"

A cultivator of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect was delighted to see Lie Xin.

Another person exclaimed in surprise in the oppressive atmosphere: "Great, we are saved, we don't have to wait here to die!"

"But that Duzi..."

Someone murmured, like a slap in the face, making the speaker lose his voice.Everyone, look at me and I look at you, and those monks with low cultivation bases at the early stage of Jindan are even more frightened-if any of them are to be abandoned, they will undoubtedly do their part to "pay money"!

"Zhenjun Minghua, Zhenjun Luxun, what should we do now?"

Whether they are hypocritical or indecisive, even if they already have a choice in their hearts, they dare not be the first to speak out to decide whose life or death.If they did this, even if they were ordered to leave this secret realm, they would not be able to escape the punishment of the sect or the reputation of harming their fellow sects.

After a moment of silence, Master Wenyu of the Biluo faction threw the problem to Gou Liang and Li Minghua.

Li Minghua's face was full of embarrassment, cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, he moved his lips, and finally looked at Gou Liang and said, "Brother Luxun, what do you think?"

Gou Liang glanced at him, and said expressionlessly: "When you entered the secret realm, you swore your heart demon oath, and you will live and die at your own risk. I have no right to interfere. It is up to you to decide whether to go or not."

A trace of surprise flashed in Li Minghua's eyes, "Brother Luxun means... Could it be that you want to stay?" Asking this, he said anxiously: "Brother Luxun, do you have other ways to get out of here?!"

Everyone's burning eyes fixed on Gou Liang, and Gou Liang sneered coldly: "Brother Ming Hua praised me, but our sword cultivators always only believe in ourselves and not in fate, it's a matter of life and death, what can we do until the last moment?" Know that there is no other way to go? At least, I will not point my sword at my fellow disciples."

Li Minghua said ashamedly: "Brother Luxun's words are very true, and Minghua's heart is the same as yours, but right now... just wait a moment longer, and the fire poison will be in danger of breaking out. I only hate that I have practiced alchemy for decades. Right now there is nothing we can do.”

Although he said so in his mouth, he didn't think so in his heart.

I thought that Gou Liang could come up with a good idea, but the result was just letting nature take its course - when the disciples of the Seven Swords School couldn't hold on to death, they would naturally collect enough "duties". Very stupid.

This is the Cave Mansion with the power to cross the catastrophe. There must be countless treasures, and being sent out earlier means more opportunities.

Li Minghua understood this truth, and everyone else knew it well, but the team leaders couldn't bear to be the executioner.

Li Minghua looked around and asked secretly: Patriarch, is there really no other way?

If there is, these sects will owe Li Minghua a great favor, which may be of great use in the future.

Ancestor Yunxiao knew his wishful thinking, and said calmly: If there are 12 people on the boat, two of them must die, no matter how much you think about it, it will be futile.

One word awakened the person in the dream, Li Minghua let go of this thought, and asked again: "Old Ancestor, shall we go ahead first?"

When Patriarch Yunxiao heard about Moxiu's endless fame, he was so excited that even Li Minghua could sense his urgency, but at this moment he said: "No, you'll just...

He explained to Li Minghua in this way, and the latter clenched his fists in surprise and joy when he heard the words, and even claimed that he didn't ask him the reason for such an arrangement.

Ancestor Yunxiao is naturally anxious, Fairy Biyao and Moxiu Wuwu are also very ancient figures to him, even Ancestor Yunxiao has only heard about their entanglement.But this does not prevent him from knowing that the five Yan sects of the Demon Sect who fell into the long river of history specialize in cultivating souls, and their sect's treasure "Guan Yi" is the supreme magic weapon for stabilizing the soul!

His soul was severely damaged. Over the years, with the treasures for nourishing and concentrating the soul obtained by Li Minghua's turnover in various secret realms, he barely managed to keep his soul, and his cultivation barely rose to the stage of transformation.But if he gets "Return to One", he will definitely be able to return to the Upper God Realm within a hundred years!

And after Moxiu's endless fall, his magic weapon "Return to One" disappeared, and there was a great possibility that it was buried in his Mustard Seed Cave, right now at his feet.Of course, Patriarch Yunxiao would not let go of such a god-sent opportunity.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Mo Yinchu who was standing silently behind Gou Liang.

——Old Ling Tian must also really want to get "Return to One", but unfortunately, with him around, Old Ling Tian is doomed not to be able to achieve his wish, hahahaha.

After a long period of silence, someone finally spoke up.

It was a Buddhist cultivator from Wanfomen. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his face was pale and his lips were dry and cracked, but his back was straight. Save this calamity for all senior brothers."

"Brother Wuhen, you..."

Daoist Wuwei was greatly moved, his eyes were filled with tears just after saying this sentence, and he couldn't speak.

However, Gou Liang noticed that this Buddhist cultivator named Wuhen looked at Wuwei with entrusted prayers in his eyes—they obviously reached some kind of agreement, and Wuwei persuaded his junior to make the first crab with awe-inspiring righteousness.

Wuhen smiled vainly, "Senior brother, don't feel sorry for me. My cultivation base is low, and I have already been poisoned to the bone. I don't think I can last much longer. Rather than being like Hua Fei and Hua Lian... it's better to kill yourself. It can also reduce the pain of flesh and blood."

After being reminded by him, everyone also remembered the death of the two Qianfu sect disciples, and they all felt the same way.

Yes, if you are going to die after all, why not suffer some torture...

There was a trace of bewilderment in the eyes of a few monks at the early stage of Jindan. Before they could break free from such psychological hints, Wuhen had already slapped Tianling and killed himself.

Seeing the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect recite the Sutra of Rebirth in grief, a cold sneer appeared in Gou Liang's eyes.It is really a Buddhist practice that saves all sentient beings. It unequivocally persuades people to die, and even uses hypnosis.

The eighth sun in the sky started the solar eclipse after Wuhen's death, but the solar eclipse stopped when the sun had the last rudiment - "duzi" was not enough.But soon, one of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect stood up, simply confessed his last words, and sacrificed himself to the Buddha without hesitation.

No one noticed that his eyes were lightly covered with gray.

Po Meng and Ferry appeared again, repeated the simple questions and answers before, and left with the disciples of Ten Thousand Buddhas who drank Meng Po's soup.

Followed by Yushoumen, Xuanyang School, Taiqing School and Wuji Taoist School.There was also a small accident among the disciples of the Taiqing sect. The weak disciple who was "chosen" was extremely determined. The countermeasure of persuading him to die, he was burned to a black charcoal mummy just like the two disciples of the Qianfu Sect.

With his sacrifice in front, the Wuji Dao Sect's sacrifice went much smoother. After they left, only the Seven Swords Sect, Lingxiao Sect and the host Biluo Sect remained in the desert.

Entering the secret realm this time, each of the eight major sects sent fourteen elite disciples, and the Bi Luo sect, as the host, had half the quota, that is, 21 people. But at this time, the welfare was a complete nightmare, and they had to abandon nine fellow sects!

This loss is really tragic, and it is even more difficult to choose a candidate.

Li Minghua saw the embarrassment of Master Wenyu, and offered to leave, but he had already done something wrong. The two disciples who offered sacrifices only knelt and bid farewell to their masters, and then both committed suicide, which was more straightforward than the disciples of Wanfo.

After Li Minghua's figure disappeared in the stele, Mo Yinchu looked away.

Of course he knew the existence of the "Return to One" magic weapon, and he needed it to stabilize his soul just like the old monsters around Li Minghua.In fact, although he has reshaped his physical body, he has barely recovered to the early stage of Jindan, which is enough to show that his soul is much more damaged than that old monster.

Originally, he insisted on returning to the Seven Swords School because his natal Lingtian Sword was closely related to Lingtian Peak, the main peak of the Seven Swords. If he could take back his natal sword, his soul would be restored to half, but he didn't expect that Lingtianjian, who fell into the lower realm with him, somehow He didn't return to the Seven Swords School, but made him sacrifice a color in vain.

"Returning to One" is not as miraculous to him as the natal sword, but it is better than nothing, so Mo Yinchu also has the determination to win it.

However, he didn't have the idea of ​​competing with Patriarch Yunxiao. After all, searching for secret treasures—especially the natal magic treasure of the master of the secret realm—is all about chance, and there is never a first-come, first-served theory.

After Lingxiaomen left, Daoist Wenyu still couldn't make a decision, and only said to Gou Liang: "Zhenjun Luxun, since we are the host, since we are the queen of the palace, please go ahead, Fellow Daoist Seven Swords."

Gou Liang didn't answer right away, everyone including Mo Yinchu thought he was not going to attack his fellow disciples.Zijing, who was the most poisoned, looked at his fellow students on the left and right, and forced himself to say: "Uncle, I can't take it anymore, give me a ride—ouch!"

Before he could finish speaking, Gou Liang slapped him on the head so that he yelled out in pain.

"Little Master Uncle..."

Zijing called out, with a hint of grievance in his frightened expression.

"This is to wake you up. There are only sword cultivators who let others die, but never die by themselves. You should remember it."

Gou Liang said angrily.

Zijing was very moved, but he still remembered the urgent situation at the moment, so he said timidly, "But if not...how can we ferry?"

You can't really wait until the two weakest among them die, it's even more torturous.

Gou Liang ignored him, and instead asked Master Wen Yu with a half-smile: "This question is naturally for the host. Master Wen Yu, what did I say?"

Daoist Wenyu's eyes widened slightly, he forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and asked in astonishment, "What does Master Lu Xun mean by this?"

With his hands behind his back, Gou Liang looked up at the only two suns left in the sky, turned his head and said with a faint smile: "I heard that as long as you hold Bi Luo's head order, you can move freely on the water of Wangchuan. Since this secret realm falls on Wangchuan, It is also the cave of the old lover of your Biluo Kaishan founder, so it is not surprising to leave some pass orders for future generations."

Daoist Wenyu was terrified, and just as he was about to deny it, the two Biluo disciples behind him who knew the truth turned pale with fright, and their expressions betrayed the fact that they had indeed passed through the secret treasure.

Biluo's other disciples understood what had happened. After experiencing extreme fear, they lost their senses for a while, so some disciples asked anxiously, "Senior Brother Wen Yu, is this true?"

As soon as he said this, he knew that he had asked the wrong question, so he shut his mouth suddenly, his face full of bewilderment.

Now that the matter has come to an end, facing the indifferent but confident Gou Liang, Master Wen Yu knew that he would never be able to deceive him, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "That's right. I don’t know if it will be effective yet. However, each of us Bi Luo disciples can only get one piece, which can only be used once, so please forgive me for not giving it to Zhenjun.”

He was tense all over, and after hearing this, the disciples of the Biluo Sect understood the seriousness of the situation, and gathered towards Master Wenyu one after another, looking at the people of the Seven Swords Sect defensively.

When the Qianfu faction left with the souls of the two disciples as a means of payment, Master Wen Yu had already confirmed that the order could help them leave safely.He had seen the extradition person on the water of Wangchuan in the secret book of the sect—it was Ferry and Po Meng who had appeared before.

He carefully concealed this matter, knowing that once it was exposed, the death of their Bi Luo Sect disciples would come.

But I didn't expect Gou Liang to see the clue after trying so hard to hide it.

What's more frightening is that they are not the opponents of these sword cultivators at all, and they don't want to die here, so they have no choice but to obediently hand over the fourteen pass orders.

Wen Yu said dejectedly: "No wonder Zhenjun Luxun has been calm all the time, so he has already thought about the way to break the formation... I want to ask Zhenjun, how did you know that we have a pass?"

Even if he dies, he has to die to understand.

Gou Liang smiled lightly and said, "I don't know, I was just asking casually."

"What?!" Daoist Wenyu yelled uncontrollably, his eyes wide open, his face red and his ears red, and he asked: "Zhenjun bombarded me with words?!"

--mean!

Gou Liang shrugged: "So what."

"you you you……"

The disciples of the Biluo faction only felt a mouthful of blood rushing up from their hearts, and they hardly died of anger.Even the disciples of the Seven Swords Sect were stunned, looking at the smiling little uncle Gou Liang, fighting with both hands for some reason, and reminded himself once again that he could offend no one if he offended the little uncle—it was too scary!

Only Mo Yin could see at the beginning that it was no coincidence that Gou Liang knew about this matter, he must know something inside.

Thinking of this, he looked at Gou Liang with more thoughtful eyes: the bone age of this grandson is indeed only 30 years old, but his demeanor is completely different from that of young people, and his perverted temper, who is advancing thousands of miles every day Cultivation... Could it be that he was taken away by Almighty?

Thinking of this possibility, Mo Yinchu's heart shuddered, and he secretly thought that he should pay more attention to Gou Liang, if it really happened as he thought, he would definitely take action to end this disaster.

Gou Liang still didn't know that his dear husband had made a shocking decision, so he looked at Wen Yu and said, "How, do you hand it over yourself, or do you want me to take it?"

Master Wen Yu gritted his teeth, but due to Gou Liang's lust, he still swallowed the humiliation and handed over the fourteen pass orders.

Gou Liang handed the vice order of Tongxing to Mo Yinchu to let him distribute it, waved his hand to dismiss Bi Luo's disciples and said, "Since I am a senior, there is no reason for me to let my nephews and nephews die, please go ahead."

Daoist Wenyu dared not speak out, so he had to go ahead and knock on the mechanism on the stone tablet with a pass.A dark gray river appeared, and this time it stretched out from the stone tablet first, and then, with lightning speed, it went straight to the two disciples with the lowest cultivation level among Bi Luo's disciples——

Master Wen Yu turned his head away, unable to bear to see the scene of the death of his junior brother from the same sect, the two disciples had no idea that the stele would choose the sacrifices on their own, and they only cared about guarding against their fellow sects. He squatted down and closed his eyes and screamed.

However, the blood splashing on the spot did not happen.

Amidst the continuous screams of the two disciples, everyone looked back suspiciously, only to see Gou Liang standing in front of the two disciples with one hand behind his back, with dozens of top-grade spirit stones in his other hand Hanging in the palm of your hand, as the spirit stone loses its luster bit by bit, the crystal clear spiritual power wanders into the river.After a while, the sound of paddles rang out from the stone tablet, and Po Meng and Ferry appeared in front of everyone again.

Qi Qiran, the two disciples who survived the catastrophe, opened his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw Gou Liang turning around and smiling at them.

"What are you still doing squatting, waiting to pick up spirit stones?"

The voice was like the sound of heaven, no matter how stupid the two disciples were, they knew that it was Gou Liang who helped them survive the catastrophe. They immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you, Zhenjun Luxun, for saving your life! Thank you, Zhenjun Luxun, for saving your life!!" As if they forgot, if Without Gou Liang who robbed them halfway, they didn't have to go through this adventure at all.

It was also at this time that Wen Yu and the others realized that the soul is only a guide to open the teleportation array, and "spiritual power" is the real transfer of funds. Gou Liang's spirit stone undoubtedly perfectly solved the problem that they only had guides but no transfer of funds. .

Surprised and pleasantly surprised, they put aside their previous suspicions and quickly thanked: "Thank you, Zhenjun Luxun, for your help. I will be grateful!" The attitude was so respectful that the disciples of the Seven Swords School were speechless.

As expected of a junior uncle, doing the work of robbing houses can also make the other party feel grateful, thank you a thousand times-Niu Ding Ben!

When the disciples of Seven Swords boarded the wooden boat easily, Granny Meng didn't serve them to drink the dark yellow soup, which was very unpalatable at first sight, because all the members boarded the boat with tickets.When leaving, Mo Yinchu couldn't hold back and asked: "Master, why did you put so many spirit stones outside the Sumeru Ring?"

Could it be that he already knew about the situation in the secret realm of the Underworld?If this is the case, then the power of taking away his young disciple and grandson should not be underestimated.

Gou Liang didn't hear his heartfelt voice, so he beckoned him over with his hand, took his hand and felt around his belt, letting him feel the hundreds of spirit stones inside the belt, and lifted himself up again. He motioned him to look at the double-thick soles, and said earnestly: "When the magical artifact stored is always robbed, the cunning rabbit and the three caves can be the last word. Cough, this is the experience of the master, and I will not tell him for ordinary people."

At the beginning, Mo Yin only felt that the waist under his palm was surprisingly thin, as if it would break if he pinched it, and then listening to his joking words, another thought flashed in his mind:

The guy who took away his apprentice and grandson is definitely not a sword cultivator!

He withdrew his hand and thanked him sincerely: "The apprentice has been taught."

The dimples on Gou Liang's cheeks deepened, but before he could preach any more, a strong suction caught him off guard and sucked him into the teleportation array.The hand holding Mo Yinchu tightly was also torn apart, and Gou Liang fell into the vortex powerlessly, and was thrown to a certain corner of the secret realm in an instant.

"wipe!"

After being teleported into the secret realm, Gou Liang's mana recovered. Before he fell to the ground, he urgently used his mana to protect his body, but the dust brought up by the impact still made Gou Liang eat a mouthful of dirt, and made a sound of embarrassment.

[Xiao Si, where is my little Mo'er? 】

[Master, please wait a moment——Fuck! !The master is not good, the target hit Li Minghua and the old monster! ! 】

Gou Liang was shocked: The script is definitely not written like this, my husband's main god aura is too!