Chapter 489 Conspiracy

Chapter 489 Conspiracy

"Too crazy, is it true?"

The hook-nosed monk who walked out with blood marks covered his eyes with joy.

With a gloomy face, he stared solemnly at the black seal in the monk's hand, his consciousness always on guard in case there was any formation, or the man himself took action.

They heard about Tushanjun's behavior from the Faceless Ghost. The brazen attack on a golden elixir clone shows no sign of the generosity and confidence of True Monarch Nascent Soul.

It's so small that it's unimaginable.

Such a person cannot use common sense to speculate, let alone the so-called worries and pursuits. It seems that that person just wants to kill them all and does not care about what they are looking for.

As opponents against a Nascent Soul Lord who doesn't follow the rules and likes to do evil things, they are under equally great pressure.

Tai Chi, who was holding the black seal in his hand, nodded and said, "Really."

If the black seal placed here is not real, they will not take action without hesitation, let alone come out in full force. All this is to welcome back the true ancestor and re-establish the sect that was overthrown thousands of years ago.

Looking up at the dome above the Treasure Building, he knew that the man must be using a large array to control everything. However, as the Faceless Ghost said, Tushanjun was so confident that he placed the real thing in front of them.

"Old Dao has been pursuing you all the way. Who are you monsters?" Master Qingxu, carrying a sword, walked out of the darkness, opened his eyes with divine light, stared at the two people, and then looked at the Zhengdao corpse that was swallowed by the formation. Adding a bit of disgust.

"It is better for you and me not to interfere with the river." The hook-nosed monk cast a sinister side glance at Master Qingxu, as if he did not take the old Taoist priest from Qingyun Temple seriously.

Qingxu sneered: "The remnants of the Lingmo Sect and those with Yin Shen can exchange it for the second treasure of the same level. I don't know what you two can exchange for it, how much can the veteran's first cultivation level improve."

Taichi frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Taoist Master, don't be the knife in the hands of the soul-devouring demon king, or you will kill yourself by doing useless work."

"It doesn't matter who the sword is, as long as it can kill demons and eliminate demons. If Heaven has feelings, the old Dao will be the sword in the hands of Heaven." Master Qingxu said indifferently, and the Baofeng in his hand suddenly showed a cold light.

The hook-nosed monk was furious: "Seeking death!"

Taichi said in a deep voice: "You're really greedy. Business is important, so don't pay attention to him. He's just a lunatic."

"Amitabha, I'm afraid these two fellow Taoists won't be able to leave."

The great monk who saw and heard appeared at one end of the corridor with his hands clasped together, with a kind smile on his face. The Buddha beads on his wrists spread out tentacles and non-human limbs, like a demon's face that seemed to be about to break out.

The swordsman wearing a linen gown who came with his hands behind his back stood still and said: "These two Taoist friends are worth a lot of money. It's better not to act rashly. Otherwise, the sword in my hand will not recognize people."

"Zhenfeng Zhenren."

"You don't have to go to so much trouble. Just kill him and get the treasure from the True Lord." The old demon of Yuhuan from the Hehuan Sect laughed loudly. He didn't have the sense of faith as a monk from the Demon Sect at all. Instead, he was hanging out with the righteous way.

Tai Chi looked at the two great masters who appeared again, and said softly: "Master Qingxu, Master Jianwen, Master Jifeng, Master Yuhuan, Master Lingshu, Master Xuanyu, and the one guarding outside the formation is Ziyang from Yangcheng. Do you really want to put your lives at risk for the sake of heaven and earth’s treasures?”

"Donor, we still don't know who will win."

"Bald Donkey said it well!"

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

The thumping sound was too heavy to sound like human footsteps.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, a thin old man carrying a coffin walked out of the shadows, and with him came a great master with a kind face.

"Now, six against six, fair enough."

They all looked at everyone with an angry smile.

Although the people present are all peak grandmasters of a large sect, there are also differences among the peak grandmasters, just like fake babies are also included in the peak grandmasters.

Master Xuan Yu of the Yuling Sect looked solemn.

None of these people are easy to mess with, especially the thin old man carrying the coffin, the great elder of the Corpse Demon Sect, the former legend of the Xiaohuang Realm, Master Tianshi, who is also respectfully called Tianzhi by the monks of the sect.

As for the remaining three people, even though he had never been in contact with them before, he knew from their auras that they were definitely not ordinary people.

After hearing news about other comrades, I naturally knew that they were monks from the Spirit Demon Sect. The large sect thousands of years ago suppressed many comrades and could not lift their heads. Although it was destroyed, it should not be underestimated.

"You're not just five. Where did you get six?"

"Bang bang."

Master Tianzhi patted the coffin and said: "My junior brothers are here, there are exactly six."

"If you don't want to die, you'd better get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Master Tianzhi held his sleeves and glanced at everyone calmly, his tone was filled with great confidence, even his own coercive aura. Release a little.

"Amitabha." The great monk who saw and heard looked around at the fellow Taoists to see what they meant. Without the protection of the sect's heritage, they would not have the confidence to withstand the treasures of the Corpse Demon Sect.

Not to mention thousands of years, if one of these great masters dies here, it can affect the rise and fall of the great sect.

Golden elixirs are not often found, and those who can cultivate to the peak are even better among people.

And cultivating a great master requires a huge foundation and blessing.

Once no more golden elixir masters are born, the sect will disappear into obscurity, and the treasures and inheritances it holds will become coveted wealth by others, just like today's precarious Yangcheng.

Even though Master Ziyang is the pinnacle grand master, he cannot prevent Yangcheng from declining because there are too few golden elixir masters in Yangcheng. There are only two peak masters, and Master Yueyan is old and about to die.

"Master Tianshi of the Corpse Demon Sect really has such confidence." Old Demon Yuhuan gave a thumbs up, then spread his hands and looked at everyone and said: "I will not participate in this matter. Fellow Taoists, feel free to do whatever you want."

He heard from his ancestor that he should try not to cause conflicts when encountering him. This guy's cultivation has surpassed that of an ordinary peak grandmaster, and coupled with the sect's treasures, even the ordinary Nascent Soul Lord is unwilling to take action.

No Nascent Soul Lord would take the risk of serious injury to deal with this Heavenly Corpse Master when he had nothing to gain. Therefore, the ancestor warned, let him have nothing to do and don't provoke him.

The Heavenly Corpse Master looked at Master Yuhuan with a cold look and said, "Whether it's upright or evil, it's okay to play both sides, but you have to have a clear-cut stand."

"Those who are aware of current affairs, where are you?" Master Tianshi took a step forward, and the coffin behind him suddenly fell to the ground. The breath in the coffin instantly enveloped the remaining Golden Pill Grandmaster.

The three members of the Lingmo Sect were happy to see the success.

Master Lingshu immediately turned around and left without even the slightest concern.

There is still a magical golden elixir, so there is no need to fight with the most powerful one here. Even if he really wins, it will definitely be a miserable victory. She can't afford the gamble, and neither can Yu Xiuchuan.

The one who also made a decisive U-turn was not the great monk of the White Bone Temple, nor the master of Yuling Sect, but Master Qingxu of Qingyun Temple. He turned around and left without any delay, without even saying a word.

Even Master Lingshu asked in surprise: "Senior Qingxu, doesn't he intend to fight with them..."

"You have to have your life to kill demons. If the old Taoist dies, it will only make the demons more rampant. But if the old Taoist is alive, he can kill more demons. There is no rush." ​​Master Qingxu said sadly.

If he were the True Lord of the Nascent Soul, he wouldn't have any pretense and would just kill him. Unfortunately, he is not the True Lord of the Nascent Soul, and there are very few monks in this world who are willing to sincerely kill demons. One of them will die. loss.

He cannot die.

Just as he warned his disciples.

Killing demons is the right way, and saving lives is also the right way.

Don't sacrifice your life for righteousness when your head is hot. As for when they should sacrifice your life for righteousness, it's up to them to judge for themselves. As a teacher, he can't help them judge.

The Yuling Sect stood up immediately, and the great monk from the White Bone Temple pondered and then shook his head and turned around. Only Master Jifeng of Sunset Mountain still stood where he was.

The corners of his eyes were covered with wrinkles and his face was old, but his eyes were shining.

Master Jifeng asked loudly: "Tianzhi, have you found the way forward?"

Master Tianzhi, who was carrying the coffin, did not expect Jifeng to ask him this question.

After thinking about it, he still shook his head and said, "Not yet, I'm not sure of surviving the tribulation." Then he added, "Old man Yuenyan has lived a long life and he doesn't dare to survive, and neither do I."

"There is an essential difference between the thunder tribulation and the golden elixir tribulation, even if I am a great master of false babies."

"Do you have any ideas?"

Master Jifeng also shook his head, sighed and turned to leave. It is easy to say that it is a spiritual object to form a pill, but what is needed to form a baby is not as simple as a spiritual object. Conceiving a baby requires foundation, which cannot be purchased with enough spiritual stones.

As long as there is spiritual energy in this world, it will gather into veins of spiritual stones. Apart from serving as the foundation of the sect, the role that spiritual stones can play is much smaller than in lower realms.

There are many treasures that cannot be purchased with spirit stones, such as the Infant-Jointing Pill, the Infant-Transforming Pill, the Infant-Jointing Spiritual Item...

Without such a treasure, and without a powerful spiritual treasure by his side, the sect's heritage cannot be easily used, how could it dare to face the thunder disaster.

Master Jifeng came here precisely to inquire about Tu Shanjun's method of developing the Nascent Soul. In his opinion, it was truly a miracle to be able to achieve the Nascent Soul in the Xiaohuang Realm, so he came to this auction.

Unexpectedly, it was a battle of wits.

Two wry smiles.

He shook his head and fell into silence.

It's just a dream in vain!

Tianzhi looked at Lonely Wind leaving alone. He opened his mouth and swallowed the opportunity. He needed this opportunity, and he couldn't possibly share it with others. His momentary impulse was nothing more than empathy.

That's right, we feel sympathy for each other.

Ordinary monks think that they are aloof and the divine dragon has never seen its end. In fact, only they know that there is not much hope for the future of the pinnacle grand master.

They were crazy about having a baby.

However, the thunder calamity chasm lies in front of them, and they cannot get through it without strong strength and foundation. God will not joke with them, let alone turn a blind eye.

Master Tianshi looked at the three people from the Lingmo Sect: "Three fellow Taoists, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Du Ai said: "Master, don't be anxious, the three of us just cast a spell to open the underground ruins."

The three of them looked at each other and nodded, and at the same time they used spells to focus on the seal with their magic power.

Buzz!

The cracked door burst open and formed a whirlpool.

The three people from the Ling Mo Sect didn't expect it to be so easy to open.

Zhen Tan pondered: "Isn't it a trap?"

"No, it's a conspiracy." Taichi nodded solemnly.

This is how Zunhun Zhenjun behaves. He will clearly tell you that this is the Jedi, but the real things are also here. Whether you can take them away or not depends on your personal ability.

The smile on Du'an's face faded, and he asked suspiciously: "Is the Soul-Swallowing Demon Lord really so confident? Or does he already know something, so that's why..."

"You mean, he once opened the door to inheritance."

Master Tianzhi said in a deep voice: "If you don't believe me, you should believe what you see. The opportunity is right in front of you. Even if you know it is a trap, I will give it a try."

"Then there's no need to say more."

"let's go."