Xiantu

Seeing that Mu Li remained silent for a long time, Song Mo begged: "A Li, I know I was wrong, and I will never dare to do it again... The day of poisoning is coming, please forgive me this time."

Mu Li hesitated for a while, and finally took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, and handed it to Song Mo.

Song Mo hurriedly took the jade bottle, poured out a dark red pill, and swallowed it in front of Mu Li.

Mu Li's expression was complicated, and he said after a while: "You don't have to worry about the antidote, as long as you don't betray me, I will give you the antidote on time in the future."

Will you give the antidote on time... A sneer flashed across Song Mo's heart, but he responded meekly on his face.

Two days later, Mu Li was about to go out again, Song Mo sent him away, returned to the practice room alone, and took out a jade bottle from the storage bag.

He poured the contents of the jade bottle out of his palm, and found a dark red pill with a strong smell of blood. It was exactly the antidote that Song Mo said he had accidentally researched.

Song Mo played with it for a while, with a thoughtful look on his face.The Luan Xing trading conference that Deacon Yan told him that day, he later inquired about it in detail, was held four months later.I heard that the Luan Xing Trading Conference was mixed with dragons and snakes. Not only the major sect families attached to the Luan Xingzong would go there, but also some other sect disciples and casual cultivators would go, and even the Wu people in the wilderness of southern Xinjiang would also be attracted. go.

The Wu people are good at making poison and alchemy, and some special medicines and panacea produced in their territory are very popular with monks.But the Wu people are very xenophobic and do not welcome monks other than the Wu people to enter the southern border wilderness, so most of them trade in Luan Xingfang City, which is the closest to southern Xinjiang.

Luan Xingzong is located in the distance between the southern border and the inland area. It holds a trade meeting every hundred years and invites monks from all over the world.

The Wu Clan is famous for being good at all kinds of Gu poison in the Fengji Continent, and they only hope that they will not be disappointed when they go this time.

Luan Xingzong is tens of thousands of miles away from Liuyun Sect, and there is a teleportation formation in the sect that goes directly to the vicinity of Luan Xingzong. Disciples who want to participate in the Luanxing Trading Conference at some time only need to register in advance, and the sect will arrange for them to go.

Song Mo went to the deacon's hall to sign up, and then quietly cultivated in the cave mansion, waiting for the day of departure.

After Mu Li left that day, it took more than 20 days before he returned to the cave.

When Song Mo saw him, he couldn't help being surprised.

I saw Mu Li's face was pale, his breathing was weak, and he looked like he was seriously injured.

Song Mo helped him into the room, and unbuttoned his skirt, only to find that on his shoulder, there was a wound with deep bone visible, which spread to the waist and abdomen long and horribly.The wound was caused by some sharp weapon. Although it was no longer bleeding, it was faintly blue, exuding a decaying and pungent smell.

With Mu Li's ability, how could he suffer such a serious injury?Song Mo was puzzled, but his hand kept on, he took out a bottle of wound medicine from the storage bag, and wanted to help Mu Li apply it.

Mu Li's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but he shook his head lightly, stopping Song Mo's movements.He said out of breath: "It's useless, I was injured by Ling Zhenren's whip of startling the dragon, I tried it on the way, and ordinary wound medicine has no effect at all."

Immortal Ling?Song Mo, one of the five great Huandan masters of Liuyunzong, couldn't help but ask, "A Li, how did you provoke Master Ling?"

Mu Li exerted all his strength to escape back to the cave. At this time, he was completely exhausted. With his eyes closed, he replied in a low voice: "I heard that there is a ten thousand year old Puye tree in a forbidden area of ​​Liuyun Sect. So I wanted to sneak in and take a look. I didn’t expect that although I avoided the formation, there was actually Huandan Daoist guarding the forbidden area, and I was chased all the way here.”

Song Mo was speechless when he heard the words. He didn't expect Mu Li to be so bold that he would dare to make an idea of ​​Liuyunzong's most precious Wannian Puye tree.Presumably this ten thousand year Boye tree will be of great benefit to Mu Li's recovery of cultivation, that's why he took the risk.

Only to hear Mu Li say again: "Although I rely on the hidden spirit orb to hide my breath, Master Ling doesn't know where I escaped, but in the past few days, I will definitely search the sect, you stay in the cave, don't go out , so as not to get into trouble."

Song Mo naturally agreed, looked worriedly at the wound on Mu Li's body, and said, "Ah Li, what about your injury? I think the wound is blue in color, which is very strange. I'm afraid it contains poison." He reached out and touched the wound lightly.

Mu Li immediately gasped, and Song Mo quickly withdrew his hand: "A Li, did I hurt you? I'm sorry, it's all because of my carelessness..."

Mu Li was obviously in excruciating pain, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he clenched his teeth, endured the severe pain, and then reluctantly said: "It's okay. The startling dragon whip should have some kind of extreme cathode cold." I will retreat for a period of time to force out the evil spirit."

Song Mo said: "Then I'll stand guard outside the door. If anything happens, Ah Li, you must call me."

Mu Li nodded slightly, struggled to sit cross-legged, and exercised his energy to adjust his breath.

Song Mo stared at him for a while, then retreated out without a sound.

Song Mo didn't listen to Mu Li's words, and left the cave the next day to inquire about news.But seeing that Liuyun Sect is still the same as usual, orderly, and no rumors have spread, it seems that Ling Zhenren has suppressed this matter.

As for how the dark tide is raging in private and what the sect will do, it is beyond Song Mo's ability to find out.

Since Mu Li said that day that he was going to retreat to heal his wounds, there has been no movement. Song Mo estimated that his retreat time this time may not be short.Decided to take advantage of this time to go to Liuyunfang City and buy a middle-grade attacking spirit weapon.

In the last battle in the Luoyang Mountains, Song Mo was almost powerless to fight back. After returning, he learned from the painful experience.His own strength is so far behind Zhou Lan, apart from the gap in cultivation base, one of the important reasons is that he doesn't have a handy spiritual weapon.

The spirit stones in his hand now, including the ones he had accumulated in the past, the gifts he received when he first entered the Yuanyuan Realm, and the offerings from the Yin family over the years, add up to more than 3 yuan, which is enough to buy a A suitable medium-grade spirit weapon.

As for the high-grade spirit weapon, there is no price at all in the square market, and occasionally it appears, and it is fired to a sky-high price of tens of thousands.Song Mo recalled that he sold the high-grade spiritual weapon that Mu Li gave him when he had only ten million spiritual stones in the past. At that time, he thought he had made a huge profit, but now thinking about it, it really hurts his heart.If time could be turned back, he would definitely keep two pieces for today's use.

At Song Mo's current speed, he arrived in Liuyunfang City in less than two hours.

Passing through Liuyunfang City's protective circle, Song Mo strolled casually on the street for a while, and when he passed by a shop called "Zhenbao Pavilion", he saw that the decoration of this Zhenbao Pavilion was quite high-grade, and the flow of people was low. There were more, so he walked in.

After entering it, Song Mo found that he had a familiar feeling about the layout of this store, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

It wasn't until a female cultivator in the Qi Cultivation Realm came forward to receive him respectfully that he suddenly remembered that this Zhenbao Pavilion was the shop where he first sold spiritual weapons.The one who greeted me at that time was the female cultivator in purple clothes in front of me, but the young girl back then, after more than 60 years, has become a middle-aged beautiful woman.

And Song Mo himself, because of his promotion to Peiyuan Realm, enjoys a long lifespan of 500 years, and his appearance is still in his 20s in the secular world.

Of course, the female cultivator in purple didn't recognize Song Molai. After all, when he first came, Song Mo was carrying the hidden spirit orb and covered his appearance with a cloak.She bowed to Song Mo with a smile, and said respectfully: "Senior, please come with me. The valuables in the shop are all traded on the second floor."

Song Mo nodded, and followed her up to the second floor. Compared with the unobstructed view of the lobby on the first floor, the second floor is divided into separate rooms. Outside each room, there are faint fluctuations in formations, which are obviously blocked. Under the ban.

The female cultivator in purple led him into a room, and then offered spiritual tea, before asking Song Mo's reason for coming with a sweet smile: "Just now I heard from the attendant downstairs that senior wants to buy a spiritual weapon, I don't know what he wants to buy Type of?"

When he came back to the old place, he was no longer the friar at the Qi Cultivation Realm, but a genuine Cultivation Yuan Cultivator. Song Mo couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.But these years, his city has become more and more profound, and he has already learned to restrain all his emotions, so he just said indifferently: "I want to buy a medium-grade offensive spiritual weapon. I wonder if your store has a suitable one?"

"Mid-grade offensive spirit weapon..." The purple-clothed female cultivator pondered slightly, then nodded and said: "I remember there are still a few in the store, senior, please wait a little while, and I will fetch them for senior."

After a while, the female cultivator in purple came in holding three wooden boxes of different sizes, and beside her was a 40-year-old cultivator of the Yuanyuan Realm, who was the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion, Wang Min.

For cultivators in the Peiyuan Realm, 60 years have passed with a snap of their fingers. Wang Min's appearance has not changed in any way, and he naturally did not recognize Song Mo. Wang Min, the treasurer of the Treasure Pavilion, heard from Wan'er that the fellow daoist wants to buy a middle-grade offensive spiritual weapon. The shop happens to have three more in stock, so I specially brought them for my fellow daoist to have a look at."

As he spoke, he signaled the purple-clothed female cultivator to put the three wooden boxes on the table, and stepped forward to open one of the wooden boxes in person.

Inside this wooden box is an ordinary-looking black hammer. Wang Min introduced: "This spiritual weapon is called the Wushan Hammer. It contains sixteen layers of restrictions. It is very powerful in battle. Breaking through thousands with one force, even facing a top-grade protective spirit weapon, as long as it is hit, it can be broken in one blow. The disadvantage is that it has poor flexibility and is not easy to control. If you are interested in Daoists, 3000 yuan of spirit stones will help you. You can take it."

Wang Min was honest, and he did not hide anything when he explained the advantages and disadvantages of this Wushan Hammer in detail.

When Song Mo heard that the Wushan Hammer could even break through the protection of top-grade spiritual weapons, he was quite moved, and wanted to try the power of the Wushan Hammer.But I also heard Wang Min say that the Wushan Hammer has poor flexibility, so I couldn't help but laugh and cry. During the battle, the enemy will not stand in the same place and wait for you to hit him. What's the use of being bigger?

Song Mo couldn't help shaking his head slightly, and said, "Young Daoist Wang, please show me a spiritual weapon."

Seeing that Song Mo didn't like this Wushan hammer, Wang Min was not disappointed. The disadvantages of the Wushan hammer are as obvious as the advantages, and it is only suitable for specific monks.Anyway, the price he bought this Wushan Hammer back then was not high, so he just kept it in his hand and sold it slowly.

Then he opened the second wooden box, which contained a small sword about three feet long. Wang Min introduced: "This flying sword spiritual weapon contains seventeen layers of prohibition. It is very light and flexible to use, and the speed is extremely fast." , the attack power is not weak, ordinary body protection spiritual weapons can be broken in one blow, worth 3 yuan of spirit stones."

Flying swords are a kind of spiritual weapon commonly used by monks, because of their extremely fast escaping skills, they are hard to guard against.Song Mo's heart moved when he thought of Mu Li's fiery red flying sword.

Wang Min looked at his words and saw that Song Mo did not refuse as before, so he smiled and said, "If you are interested, I can demonstrate the power of this flying sword for you."

Song Mo pondered for a moment, then said: "Isn't there still a middle-grade spiritual weapon, let me see it first."

Wang Min has a good temper. Hearing this, he just smiled and opened the last box.

There was nothing in the box.

Song Mo thought it was a blindfold, and immediately scanned it with his divine sense, but still found nothing, the box was empty, let alone any spiritual weapon.