"Say, where did you hide the Meteorite Gem?"

The yellow-haired man stepped on Xiaoyao Fudao's chest with one foot, and tried quite hard.

Becoming a prisoner under the ranks, Xiaoyao Fudao looked depressed, coughed dryly, and vomited blood: "I threw it away halfway."

"Have it thrown away?"

The yellow-haired man obviously doesn't believe it.

The Meteorite gem is considered a treasure of heaven and earth. It is an excellent refining material. Melting it and pouring it onto the magic weapon can greatly increase its power. There is even a certain probability that the magic weapon will undergo a qualitative change, thereby breaking through the advanced level.

Such a treasure was finally grabbed, so how could it be thrown away?

The yellow-haired man smiled grimly: "Laoshan Road, it seems that you are not punishing the wine if you toast, and you are forced to take measures!"

As he said that, he reached out to slap the black-skinned gourd hanging around his waist. The gourd was not big, dark all over, as if it was cast in iron.

With the sound of "puff", the mouth of the gourd opened, and a black shadow flew out "buzzing", but dozens of black bees were each about two inches long and had a sharp eye and a fat belly, and a very ferocious look.

"Black Water Bee!"

Xiaoyao Fudao screamed in shock.

This poisonous bee is famous. When it is stung, the wound will become extremely itchy. You have to reach out to scratch it, and you will scratch it, making your skin break and blood flow, and your flesh will burst into pieces.

"I really threw it away because I thought, I couldn't get it anyway..."

Xiaoyao Fudao shouted like a pig.

The yellow-haired man looked at him with a look: "What's the name? I haven't let the poisonous bees sting you yet... Okay, where did you say you threw it?"

"Just just now, I threw it away..."

Xiaoyao Fudao stretched out his hand and pointed at the grass on the ground.

The yellow-haired man snorted coldly, muttering something. Dozens of black water bees flew away, some circling in the air. Some squeezed their wings and drilled into the grass.

It turns out that these poisonous bees not only sting people, but also trained to be used to find things.

Not long after, a poisonous bee flew back as if it had gained something, landed in the palm of the yellow-haired man. While shaking his abdomen violently, he circled in a horoscope.

This is bee dance, and only the tamer can break the specific meaning.

When the yellow-haired man saw it, he was stunned: "I didn't expect that the Meteorite Gem was actually thrown to the ground by you."

According to the guidance of the black water bee, he found the place where he discovered the aura of the meteorite gem. However, there was nothing but a broken stone.

His face suddenly became gloomy.

Standing still, closing your eyes, recalling the previous situation. Soon, a white-faced scholar flashed across his mind - Could it be that the gem was picked up by him?

He opened his eyes and shouted, "Laoshan Road, is that scholar your companion?"

Xiaoyao Fudao shouted at Tianqu: "How could I have a scholar companion who is powerless to tie a chicken?"

"Hey, no matter what. I can't let you go anyway. OK, I'm generous today and feed you a treasure bug."

Xiaoyao Fudao knew what the so-called "treasure insect" was, and quickly said, "Wang Tai Sin. It is not easy for you to raise treasure insects, so don't waste it on Xiaodao..."

The yellow-haired man said nothing and reached out to his waist to take a sack. After a moment, he took out a bamboo tube, stretched out his hand to open the wax mud that sealed the mouth of the bamboo tube. Then he stretched out the bamboo tube body.

rustle!

Then he crawled out a centipede, his feet were six or seven inches long and short. His body was mottled, and his tentacles were swaying.

Seeing this, Xiaoyao Fudao's face turned pale, his lips were pursed tightly without leaving a single slit.

Wong Daxian sneered: "If you don't open your mouth, I will let it drill through your nostrils and your ears can be in. Otherwise, you might as well take off your pants and go in through the hole in the back, which will definitely be more exciting."

Xiaoyao Fudao was shocked and thought that this time he was so unlucky that he met this arrogant and vicious guy.

This Huang Daxian is a famous and cruel character in the monk world. He practices a book called "Hundred Insects and Poison Sutra" and is good at taming various poisonous insects. He is extremely vicious.

The so-called side sects are compared to the orthodox sects such as Shushan, Baima Temple, and Kunlun. Laoshan, which was originally from Xiaoyao and Fudao, is also considered a big sect, but unfortunately it has been scattered for a long time and its inheritance has declined. In his generation, it was even more miserable. He had not learned many talismans and magic, and his cultivation strength could barely squeeze into the second-rate level. He was more than enough to be a "expert", but facing a real ruthless person, it was far from enough to see.

Seeing the centipede worm slowly crawling towards his mouth under the command of Wong Daxian, Xiaoyao Fudao felt creepy: "Wang Daxian, everyone is a monk, don't go too far!"

Huang Daxian laughed: "So what if it's too much? If you have the ability, ask your devil master to climb up from the ground and find me to take revenge."

Listening to his insulting his master, Xiaoyao Fudao was furious and raised his strength to break free: "I am fighting with you!" He reached out and took out a scroll from his sleeve, which looked like a painting. It was just thicker, the paper was old, antique, and it looked quite old, and it looked like an antique.

Huang Daxian narrowed his eyes - just now he grabbed the Taoist priest and searched his body on the spot, searching out many talismans on Xiaoyao Fudao's body, and when the spoils were seized, he did not find the scroll, but he did not know where it was hidden.

As a veteran monk, Wong Daxian has a lot of knowledge and immediately thought of the key points, his eyes lit up: "Qiankun Sleeve!"

"Qiankun Sleeve", a unique secret technique in Laoshan, can open a mustard seed space at the sleeve of the Taoist robe for storage, which is very convenient.

In the world of monks, there are actually many similar techniques. In essence, it is a mysterious magic weapon, depending on the level and the size of the space to accommodate varying.

Xiaoyao Fudao took out the scroll from Qiankun's sleeve, his face slightly stagnated, but then he made up his mind and opened it, three feet long and square, with scenery and things drawn on it. It was a lonely and bare mountain. In the upper right corner, there was a circle, and I don't know whether it represents the sun or the moon.

This painting is very rough, like a graffitiless graffiti, without any beauty.

This is……

Huang Taishen felt strange, but since the other party took out the precious place, he must be the treasure that was kept in the box and should not be neglected.

Xiaoyao Fudao suddenly bit his middle finger with his right hand and bleeding. Then he raised his finger and pointed to the circle on the scroll.

This is like throwing a huge rock into the calm ancient well, causing a wave.

Buzz!

The circle was soaked with blood. It seemed that it was about to come alive. The originally rough lines burst into red light, instantly turning into a scorching sun.

The sun was fierce, and under the reflection, some black water bees flying in the air immediately emitted black smoke and turned into ashes.

Huang Daxian was shocked: "Spiritual Talisman!"

Without hesitation, he immediately used the wind escape, turned around and ran without a trace.

The spiritual talisman is a spiritual talisman, second only to the legendary magic weapon. It is quite powerful and very powerful.

In the world of cultivators, most low-level monks use ordinary consecration magic weapons; medium-level ones are quite good to have mysterious magic weapons; as for spiritual magic weapons, they are hard to come by, and they are often only available to those disciples of major sects.

A wise magic weapon is enough to increase the strength of the spell caster's cultivation level by several levels.

Although I don’t know why Xiaoyao Fudao did not take out this treasure at the beginning, Wong Tai Sin, as a famous figure in the side, is not only cruel and ruthless, but also cautious in nature, and never easily fights life and death with others.

This is also an unwritten principle in the monk world.

It is not easy for a person to live, but it is even less easy to become a monk. A monk breathes out the vitality of heaven and earth, and pursues immortality. But being brave and fighting is a taboo. Not to mention, those who fight life and death at any time are easy to fall, and their lifelong pursuit is turned into a bubble.

Of course, it is not that monks are afraid of fighting. Instead, they will never fight to the death without need.

This is very different from the martial artists in the martial arts world. People in the martial arts world pay attention to a happy relationship, but they can only hate each other at night. Sometimes they draw their swords to face each other for a verbal quarrel, and never stop until they die.

Therefore, warriors are brave but have fewer longevity, and few can live to abide by the end of their lives.

At the moment, Xiaoyao Fudao was forced to show his spiritual talisman. When Huang Daxian saw it, he subconsciously chose to avoid his sharp edge. Anyway, the Meteorite gem is not on the Taoist priest, so there is no need to fight him to the death, and it is not worth it.

Seeing that Huang Daxian was shocked, Xiaoyao Fudao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling weak, dizzy, and gushing blood in his heart, almost vomiting blood.

His cultivation is still shallow and he cannot control this master treasure at all. Once he uses it, he will definitely suffer a huge backlash, so he dare not use it easily.

Taking a long breath, suppressing the throbbing, quickly put away the scroll, and ran towards the mountain quickly.

Swish!

As soon as he left, Huang Daxian, who had just escaped, immediately flashed. His eyes stared at Xiaoyao Fudao's back with a shiny look, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hey, do you really think I'm so brave? I knew something was wrong."

He did not catch up at the first time because his target was not a Taoist priest or the scroll, but a meteorite gem.

Killing Xiaoyao Fudao is no good for Huang Daxian; while Lingtong Talisman is a treasure, but as a secret object in Laoshan, it cannot be refined and used even if others grab it. Useless things are no different from waste. From beginning to end, Huang Daxian intends to meteorite gems.

He didn't believe that Xiaoyao Fudao would throw it away at will. Either the Taoist priest hid the gems in Qiankun's sleeve, or used some means of moving flowers and wood to transfer them. No matter what, it would be not too late to watch the changes first, and then start.

But he said that Xiaoyao Fudao was walking fast, and after a quarter of an hour, he finally arrived at Dongting Town. He quickly walked into the town, and he felt relieved and safe.

"Is this Wong Tai Sin really scared away and dare not come?"

I felt a little nervous, but I looked back several times on the road, but there was no movement behind me.

No matter how much he is, I will look for Chen Sanlang first and look around on the street.

"Hey, I've even drunk it?"

Isn’t it Chen Sanlang? He was sitting in a tavern, pouring himself alone, and he looked very leisurely.

Xiaoyao Fudao, dressed in tatters, walked over, sat down opposite him without any hesitation, picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up the meat and ate it hard.

Suddenly, with a subtle sound of breaking wind, a black water bee flew away from the crack of the Taoist priest's ragged clothes, and disappeared in a flash.

The tavern was noisy, and neither Taoist nor Chen Sanlang noticed it.

Buzz!
Chapter completed!