Xiantu

"Don't be so troublesome. Since you don't want to go in, then stay here forever." The black-clothed monk who hadn't spoken since he came to the island suddenly said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the scene in front of him suddenly changed drastically, and all the lush trees disappeared.Instead, there is a gloomy stone palace.

Everything that happened just now was actually an illusion!

The black-clothed monk was holding a dark purple gourd in his hand, and pinching the magic formula in his hand, several crystal clear filaments spewed out of the gourd, and shot towards everyone separately!

Song Mo secretly screamed that it was not good, and hastily activated the silk-drawing bracelet to protect himself, and at the same time sacrificed a three-inch long flying sword, and slashed at the filament!

The filament was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it ran into the flying sword, and under Song Mo's shocked gaze, it cut the flying sword into two pieces!

I don't know what kind of material this filament is made of, it looks inconspicuous, but it is so tough!

In an instant, the thin silk came in front of Song Mo, and the green mask inspired by the silk bracelet couldn't stop it at all, and was directly pierced through.

Just when Song Mo closed his eyes and was waiting to die, the thin silk suddenly paused, turning into countless silk threads, binding Song Mo tightly.

From when the monk in black started to attack to when Song Mo was restrained, it was just a matter of breathing.Song Mo's whole body was tied up with silk thread, unable to move at all.And the other monks were the same. After meeting each other, they were all tied up into rice dumplings, lying on the ground in disarray.

This silk thread actually has the effect of confining mana, Song Mo tried it, but he couldn't mobilize the mana in his body to break free.He couldn't help being horrified, he didn't know what kind of treasure these filaments were, just now he saw other monks attacking with fire and shooting with ice arrows, but none of them could damage the filaments at all.Even if it is a top-grade spiritual weapon, it is impossible to have such power. Could it be that the dark purple gourd is actually a magic weapon?

However, if one did not advance to the alchemy state and master the power of heaven and earth, it would be impossible to use treasures of the level of magic weapons.Could it be that the black-clothed monk has been pretending that he is actually a real Huan Dan?

Song Mo was puzzled, but the black-clothed monk had no intention of explaining.After putting away the dark purple gourd, the black-clothed monk's face turned slightly pale. It seemed that using this treasure also cost him a lot.

After resting on the spot for a while, the black-clothed monk slowly walked up to Song Mo and the others, looking thoughtful.

Fu Qin stepped forward respectfully and asked, "Master, shall we start now?"

The black-clothed monk nodded and said, "I hope there will be suitable ones among this group of monks."

Fu Qin said: "These monks are specially selected by the subordinates, and the bone age is not more than [-] years old. The monks who have cultivated to the present level at a young age must be of extraordinary aptitude and should be able to bear it." The soul of the master."

"What's the use of mere aptitude, the key is whether the physical body fits with my soul. I have found so many people before, but there is not even a suitable one." gas.

Fu Qin didn't dare to say another word, and lowered his head deeply.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Song Mo felt a little confused.Could it be that this black-clothed monk is trying to seize his home?But the premise of seizing the house is that the primordial spirit can leave the body, even if it is a Daoist Huandan, it is impossible for the primordial spirit to leave the body, unless...

Song Mo's pupils suddenly widened. Could it be that the man in black is a powerful cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm? !

Although he was lying on the ground unable to move, Song Mo's eyes kept staring at the black-clothed monk's movements from the corner of his eyes.He gently lifted the collar of a monk and entered a stone room in the main hall.

After about half a stick of incense, the monk in black came out of the stone room.He looked a little tired, and told Fu Qin, "Go in and deal with it."

Fu Qin should be respectful, stepped into the stone room, and after a while, he took the body of the monk just now in his hand and threw it in a corner of the hall.

After resting on the spot for a while, the black-clothed monk brought another monk into the stone room again.

As more and more people entered the stone chamber, there were fewer and fewer monks left alive in the stone hall, and the black-clothed monk's face gradually became gloomy.Fu Qin didn't even dare to take a breath, wishing he could hide in a corner and pretend he didn't exist.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, Song Mo was the last one to be brought to the stone room.

The entire stone chamber was made of an unknown type of jade, and densely packed magic circles were carved on it.As soon as he entered the stone room, Song Mo felt warm and comfortable all over his body, as if the baby had returned to his mother's arms.

The black-clothed monk sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. A moment later, a faint golden light floated from between his brows.

Song Mo stared at the golden light and shadow, the soul left the body!This black-clothed monk is actually a Zifu venerable!

The golden light and shadow flew towards Song Mo slowly, and directly entered Song Mo's sea of ​​consciousness from between the eyebrows.

Then, it saw a stone bead spinning quietly in Song Mo's vast sea of ​​consciousness.Just when it was wondering what it was, the stone bead suddenly burst out with a huge suction force, sucking it in without any resistance!

The moment Shi Zhu sucked Yuanshen in, the restraints on Song Mo's body were automatically released.He stood up and stepped forward to check the status of the monk in black.

The black-clothed monk still maintains a cross-legged posture, but this flesh/body has completely lost its breath.

Song Mo was a little dazed. A powerful monk in the Purple Mansion was so easily dealt with by himself?He couldn't believe it, but he confirmed again and again that the monk in black was indeed completely lifeless.

And in the sea of ​​consciousness, the rice-sized stone bead was still spinning quietly, as if nothing happened just now.

Pushing open the stone door, what Song Mo saw was a shocked Fu Qin.

"You, you killed Venerable Xiqing?" Fu Qin's voice was trembling, and he couldn't believe it.There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, as if he had just been severely injured.

Song Mo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Fu Qin's breath was very weak, obviously seriously injured.It must be that the monk in black has tampered with him.So when the monk in black died, Fu Qin was implicated.

Seemingly seeing the murderous intent in Song Mo's eyes, Fu Qin hurriedly shouted: "Friend Daoist Song, wait a minute! I have no choice but to bring you to this island! I know the formation mechanism on this island, and Venerable Xi Qing Where are all the treasures hidden, I am willing to give them all, please spare my life..."

"Really, I'd rather find it myself." Song Mo said lightly, then raised his hand and recalled the Cold Blood Dagger.On Fu Qin's brow, there was a blood hole silently, his eyes widened, and he died in a blink of an eye.

Song Mo walked over, made a series of seals in his hand, put his index finger on Fu Qin's forehead, closed his eyes, and concentrated on feeling.

This soul-searching secret technique was specially learned by him after he advanced to the cultivation realm.

After a while, Song Mo opened his eyes.

It turned out that the black-clothed monk was Venerable Xiqing who once roamed the Dry Yin Sea.Thousands of years ago, he was jointly hunted down by two other Zifu Realm Venerables, and managed to save his life, but his realm fell to the Peiyuan Realm.

This Qingxuan Island was a rather secret cave opened by Venerable Xiqing back then, and it was covered with formations and traps, so even Daoist Huan Dan couldn't break in.Venerable Xiqing has been hiding on the island to heal his wounds, but because his body/body was too damaged, he couldn't regenerate the alchemy at all, so he thought of a way to seize the house.

It's not easy to just want to win.

Venerable Xiqing's Yuanshen had been severely injured and was very fragile. He specially arranged the stone room made of ten thousand-year warm sun jade so that the Yuanshen would not be injured when it left the body.Every time the house is seized, it must be carried out in the stone room.

Over the past few hundred years, Venerable Xiqing has arrested many monks to Qingxuan Island.But the captured monks were either not qualified enough to withstand his primordial spirit, or had sufficient qualifications but their flesh/body did not match his primordial spirit, so they were still unable to find a suitable flesh/body.

As for Fu Qin, because of his lack of cultivation, Venerable Xiqing simply used secret techniques to control him, and stayed by his side as a servant.

After reading Fu Qin's memory, Song Mo popped a few fireballs, burned the corpses of Fu Qin and the monks in the corner, and then entered the stone chamber.

Venerable Xiqing still maintained the original posture, sitting cross-legged motionless.Song Mo walked over, pondered for a moment, and took off the storage bag on his waist.

Since the original owner was dead, Song Mo easily broke the restriction on the storage bag. When he opened it, even though Song Mo was well-informed, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

In the storage bag, besides some jade slips and elixirs, there were also various rare materials, many of which were even unheard of by Song Mo.

In addition, there are several magic weapons, a jade pendant the size of a palm, a black cloak, a bead the size of a pigeon egg, a three-inch short sword, a shuttle-shaped flying magic weapon, and Venerable Xiqing The purple gourd that was used before is also impressively among them.

As a powerful monk in the Purple Mansion, Venerable Xiqing, the treasures he collected were naturally not ordinary ones.Although Song Mo can't use it yet, as long as he reaches the alchemy state, he can erase the mark left by the original owner of the magic weapon and take it for his own use.

Song Mo carefully put away the storage bag, and his spiritual consciousness circled around Venerable Xiqing's body, and suddenly reached out and tore a pouch-sized storage bag from his neck.

This storage bag is placed next to the body, is there anything good in it?

With doubts, Song Mo opened the storage bag, and there was only one thing inside, which was a pure golden short bow.

Is this also a magic weapon?Song Mo tried to input spiritual power into it, but the golden short bow did not respond.

After trying for a while, Song Mo gave up helplessly, and put away the short bow carefully.There should be something special about something that can be valued by the Venerable Zifu, he thought.

After he couldn't find anything else, Song Mo pondered for a moment, and the corpse of Venerable Chao Xiqing bowed respectfully twice, and then several fireballs popped out from his fingertips.

A powerful monk who once called wind and rain in the realm of comprehension disappeared without a sound.