"Forget it, judging from your appearance, you should have been a martial artist before your death. You had no brains. Let me put it more bluntly."

The soul-eating true immortal said: "Is it against the law of heaven to kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

I did not kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.

I don't know if this method will work.

Jiang Li hesitated and said: "This... my subordinates are not very clear about this."

The soul-eating immortal spoke helplessly.

Yes, it is really difficult for a seducer to answer such a profound question.

Forget it, at worst, I'll try it myself when the time comes. If it doesn't work, Heaven will definitely issue a warning.

If there had been no warning...

Then I will cause a bloody storm in the world of cultivation!

"My lord...my lord..."

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Li called out softly: "You'd better go back with me first, King Xinhun has been waiting for a long time."

The soul-eating immortal nodded and waved his hand.

"Walk!"

…

When Su Fan returned to the small courtyard in the back mountain, the night was already deep.

He lay on the bed, resting his head on his arms, looking at the roof in trance.

Finally having time to calm down and think, countless things flooded into his mind.

The first thing to bear the brunt was Jiaoruo's injuries.

Xin Ming said that now the 'vitality elixir' is no longer available. If you want to get a new 'vitality elixir', you must find the vitality grass.

So he decided to set out early tomorrow morning to have a look around the White River Valley.

But the eight sects in the Bai River Valley established their main sect there, which has a history of at least thousands of years. How much vitality can be left behind?

This hope seems a bit slim.

"Ah, it's really troublesome."

Su Fan scratched his waist impatiently, lying on the bed and mumbling to himself.

"It would have been nice if Ji Ji Yu had not thrown that pill, and I wouldn't be so nervous now."

Next, Su Fan began to recall the battle with Immortal Jiao Zhuo.

When the World-Destroying Fire broke out, he was very close to the explosion and suffered the greatest damage.

When I originally thought I might not be able to withstand it, I suddenly found that my ability to withstand it had suddenly increased and I was able to withstand the pressure.

Later, he guessed that it might be related to the fact that he had summoned another thunder tribulation, because he later found that his cultivation level had dropped again.

Foundation building period...

I'm not too surprised, after all, people learn to grow up slowly.

However, what he couldn't figure out was that True Immortal Jiao died in his own world-destroying fire?

This is interesting.

Several true immortals in the past were all taken back by Heavenly Dao after being forced to use their powerful moves.

The Immortal Jiao Zhuo was like a child abandoned by his parents. He was burned to death with no one to care about him.

Pitiful……

But it was pity that he was the first true immortal to die in the lower realm. It would be a lie if Su Fan said he wasn't excited.

Because through this incident, he discovered that immortals are not that great creatures. They are separated from the protection of heaven, and there seems to be no essential difference from monks in the lower world.

If you are killed, you will die.

"I don't know when the next true immortal will come..."

Su Fan turned over again and murmured: "I really want to experience the feeling of killing a true immortal with my own hands."

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his hand. When he raised his hand, he saw that the Qiankun Ring was faintly glowing with dark red light.

Huh? What's going on?

He quickly went in to detect the spirit and found that the culprit turned out to be a strange and strange rock.

"Oh, it's you. It's been so long that I forgot about you."

It turns out that this strange glowing stone is the scorched amber passed down from the True Immortal by Jian Mubai before he died. Since he didn't know how to use it, he was still eating ashes in the corner.

Su Fan took it out, and in an instant red light filled the entire hut.

"Oh, this guy, when the master is here

There was no movement at all, but the owner was jumping around as soon as he died. No wonder someone took it out and gave it away casually. It turned out to be a young boy..."

"How do you use this thing? Break it into pieces? Or eat it in your stomach?"

Su Fan put it in his mouth and took a bite with his teeth.

Can't bite...

Then he stood up again and fell hard to the ground.

Can't be broken...

"What the hell is this? It's a whole hob of meat!"

Su Fan picked it up and cursed at it:

"It looks quite scary, but I didn't expect it to be a broken stone...a broken stone that can shine!"

He was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to throw it out of the window, but when he was throwing it, he changed his mind:

"Hey, although this thing is useless, it still looks pretty cool. Why not... take it out to fool people?"

Thinking about it this way, this thing is not useless...

Su Fan chuckled and put the Burnt Amber into his Qiankun Ring.

"When the time comes, just tell people it's the treasure of a true immortal. It's not a lie anyway, so it shouldn't be too much to exchange it for something better."

Thinking of this, he jumped onto the bed.

"sleep."

What Su Fan didn't know was that after Immortal Jiao was burned into sparks by the fire of destruction, all the remaining immortal power was attached to this remaining inheritance.

Just now, after digesting a small part of the energy, the scorched amber bloomed with a brilliant red light as if it had awakened.

…

At the same time, on the other side, at the foot of Xiaolin Peak, a sneaky figure appeared.

Due to Xiaolinfeng's restrictions, he was not allowed to stop here, so he hid in the woods nearby and squatted down.

"Master, you have been studying for three nights. You should be able to break Xiao Linfeng's restriction tonight, right?"

"No problem, I have almost touched this restriction, but this restriction is really terrifying. If I hadn't been a divine soul, I might not have been able to get in."

"That's good, Master, don't forget to bewitch the sword hilt tonight, but don't act out of anger. If the situation goes wrong, retreat as soon as possible!"

"I know, it's so verbose...I'll go too!"

A spiritual soul passed through the restriction of Xiaolin Peak and floated towards the top of the mountain.

This person and one soul is none other than Wang Ling and the Ring Spirit.

On the second night when Su Fan went to the Sea of ​​Eternal Night, Wang Ling asked the Ring Spirit to enchant the sword hilt feather.

However, Jihilu was injured and was currently staying at Xiaolin Peak, so the master and apprentice spent three days studying how to break this restriction.

Ordinary restrictions will not protect the soul, but Xiao Linfeng's is slightly more powerful and has a certain defensive effect on the soul.

However, Yan Ye Sanren is an old man who has lived for a long time after all. He knows a little bit of what he should know, and finally broke down this defense.

As soon as he entered Xiaolin Peak, he immediately smelled an extremely refreshing herbal fragrance.

"No wonder there is such a ban. It turns out there are so many good things..." The Nazgul murmured while looking at a piece of fairy grass.

But just when he was about to go in and take a look, Wang Ling's instructions to him came to mind again.

"Business matters, business matters matter..." He hurriedly flew towards the top of the mountain.

As the night fell, he quietly slipped into Jian Ji Yu's hut.

Jihilu Yu has fallen asleep.

"Hey, hilt feather, hilt feather!"

Jian Ji Yu seemed to hear the voice, rubbed his eyes, and said vaguely: "Who is it?"
To be continued...