After hearing this, Ren Pingsheng, before he could react, asked: "What's the borrowing method?"

"Oh, the young master is annoying."

Hua Nongying pushed him away gently, her face turned crimson and she looked even more charming. Ren Pingsheng understood immediately and said immediately: "That won't work."

Hua Nongying raised her head and said quietly: "Is it because the slaves are not beautiful enough to attract the young master?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Aren't you using me as your cauldron?"

Hua Nongying said: "How come you are using the young master as your cauldron?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Anyway, if it doesn't work, it won't work. You can change the conditions. Otherwise, I can kill someone for you. Just tell me who you want to kill."

"snort……"

Hua Nongying snorted softly, pretending to be angry and said: "Okay, then go and kill Mo Mie Dao for me."

"Okay, where is he now?"

Ren Pingsheng looked serious. Hua Nongying saw that he really wanted to kill demons and slay the Tao, and said, "You can't be serious, can you?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Is that still false? You just promised that as long as I kill someone for you, you will give me the Ice Soul Silver Thread."

"When did I say yes?"

"That's what you said just now. The descendant of the Demon Sect, Fairy Ten Thousand Poisons, is he planning to break his promise?"

"You...hum!"

Hua Nongying tilted her head and complained to herself: "Why did I end up with an enemy like you? But now, I don't have anyone I want to kill..."

Ren Pingsheng said: "Then just remember it first, and come back to me when you think about it later."

"snort!"

Hua Nongying Liu frowned slightly, looked at him and said, "Is it so difficult to get some Yang Yuan from you?"

Ren Pingsheng tied his hands in front of his chest, and he didn't know when he had a sword in his hand. "I am a swordsman. My sword is only used to kill people. Women will only affect the speed of my sword."

Hua Nongying: "..."

In the end, Hua Nongying agreed to refine some ice soul silver threads for him, but it would take half a month, so Ren Pingsheng had to wait for her for half a month.

Half a month later, Hua Nongying gave him the refined Ice Soul Silver Thread, which was a small jade bottle. Seeing his cautious look, she smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous. The Ice Soul Silver Thread doesn't have any

toxin."

"Non-toxic?"

Ren Pingsheng caught the jade bottle she handed over and looked at it, thinking that since it was non-toxic, what was Si Ming doing? Why was it so difficult to refine?

Hua Nongying smiled and said: "Okay, little guy, tell me quickly, who asked you to come to my place and ask for this ice soul silver thread?"

Ren Pingsheng came back to his senses and said: "It's okay not to mention that person, he is not a good person anyway, but can the fairy tell me what miraculous effects this ice soul silver thread has?"

"Haha, then this miraculous effect is incredible, sir, do you want to know?"

Hua Nongying slowly came to his ear and whispered a few words in his ear, causing Ren Shengsheng's whole expression to change.

…

Half a month later, Ren Pingsheng went outside the Canglan Ancient Clan as agreed. As soon as Siming sensed his aura, he came out immediately and asked: "How is it? Have you brought what I want?"

"call out!"

Ren Pingsheng threw the jade bottle given to him by Hua Nongying.

Si Ming took it in his hand, and with a slight sense of touch, he knew that it was undoubtedly a silver thread of ice and soul. He smiled softly: "Yes, this time, it is the Lord of Hell who wants to take away Yan Wentian's life."

Ren Pingsheng asked: "What is the poison you made? Can it kill him?"

The smile on Siming's face slowly faded, and he looked at him and said: "Concubine Xiang's Tears will definitely die. Even the soul will be corroded, and even the gods will not be able to solve it... Okay, you go back and prepare. I will come to see you in two days."

you."

Ren Pingsheng looked at her leaving figure and thought that her eyes were so beautiful, as beautiful as Yun Yao, so why was her heart as poisonous as Yun Yao's? That's all...

"Oh, by the way, just to be on the safe side, don't let anyone know about this." Before Si Ming left, he looked back at him and warned.

"I see."

"That's good."

Next, Ren Pingsheng returned to the Yin Dynasty. This matter was a matter of life and death. Of course, he would not tell anyone to avoid leaks, not even Emperor Taixuan.

As for Yun Shang, he definitely couldn't take him there. It was too dangerous and he was afraid that he would be distracted. Besides, Yun Shang had absorbed so much spiritual power before. He must stay in Shenxiao Mansion to refine it during this period, otherwise it would be detrimental to his cultivation.

On the contrary, it was hindered.

A few days later, after everything was prepared, Ren Pingsheng and Fang Yan found Siming. It would take at least several months to get to Taixu Yunjian from here, but Siming knew of an ancient teleportation formation. They could use the ancient formation to

Go to the realm of Taixu.

This is Ren's second time in the Realm of Taixu. He heard Bai Muqing say before that a thick, foul-smelling black water flowed out of the statues enshrined by some sects in the Realm of Taixu for no reason.

It made people panic, wondering what was going on, but he had no time to care about it now.

Half a month later, the three of them arrived outside Taixu Yunjian. This is a plateau with endless mountains. The top of the mountain is covered with ice and snow all year round and shrouded in clouds and mist, but below the mountain there are evergreen vegetation.

The flowers are blooming.

After the three people enter, they must completely conceal their auras and must not be discovered by the Taixu Ancient Clan, otherwise they will fail in their efforts.

"Are you all ready? This time, we are not going in for fun." Siming looked at the two people around him and said very seriously.

Ren Pingsheng said: "You should talk about your plan now."

Siming said: "My plan is for Fang Yan to go to Taixu Cloud Valley. As for how to cut off the spiritual power there, I have already said it. But if the operation is wrong and the Taixu Ancient Clan is alerted, then we will all

There is no way to escape intact, let alone take the tripod."

Fang Yan said: "Don't worry, I know how to do it."

"That's good."

Siming walked inside and said, "Come with me, I'll tell you slowly." It seemed that she had already investigated everything here.

…

Let's talk about Taixu Yunjian. Yan Wentian is the guard of the eight wastelands of this generation. He has a very high level of cultivation, but he has no heirs. He only has two disciples he adopted in his early years. The eldest disciple is named Guangcheng Yin, and the younger disciple is named Guangcheng Yin.

My name is Yan Kai.

The two disciples are both great and phoenix among people, no less inferior to those descendants of the ancient land. The eldest disciple Guang Chengyin has mastered the Eight Desolations Xuan Gong, while the younger disciple Yan Kaiwan has been in the industry for many years, but he has not kept up with every step.

Although they were brothers who were as close as brothers, an invisible sense of competition gradually developed between them.

As for which disciple Yan Wentian prefers, it seems to be indistinguishable to outsiders, but only Yan Wentian himself knows what it is.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and a tree at the foot of the mountain was smashed to pieces. The man's face was full of hatred, his eyes were full of jealousy, and his body was full of murderous intent.

"Master, why are you so partial? I am your eldest disciple, so why do you favor your junior brother in everything? In the past, you just let it go, but this time, you actually want to give him the position of Bahuang Guards...

But I am the eldest disciple!"

"Bang!"

Another tree was beaten to pieces, and the man full of hostility was none other than Yan Wentian's great disciple, Guang Cheng Yin.

"hehe……"

At this moment, a beautiful figure walked out from the other side of the woods, smiling and saying: "Why are you making such a big fire? These flowers and plants have not offended you."

"who!"

Guang Chengyin turned around and saw a figure in red walking towards him, and immediately asked sharply: "Which palace are you from?"

When the figure came closer, when he saw the other person's eyes clearly, he seemed to be possessed. How could there be such beautiful eyes in the world? But soon, he woke up with a start and said coldly: "Aren't you too weak?"

People from the ancient tribe, who are you? Why are you here!"

"Oh……"

Siming smiled softly, looked at the withered grass and trees on the ground, and said, "It's so pitiful..." He didn't know whether he meant that the flowers, plants and trees on the ground were pitiful, or that Guangcheng Yin was pitiful.

"I'll ask you again, who are you and why are you here..."

Guang Chengyin's face became even more gloomy, but Siming still didn't reply to his words. He walked to the grass and trees and said softly: "Soon, your junior brother will become a garrison of the Eight Wastelands, right? This means

What does it mean that in the future, he will be the guard of Bahuang and the lord of Taixu Yunjian... But shouldn't all of this be yours?"

"Enough!"

Guang Chengyin's fingers clenched loudly, and Siming smiled softly: "If Yan Kai is allowed to become the guard of the Eight Wastelands here, do you think there will still be a place for you in Taixu Yunjian in the future?"

"What on earth do you want to say..."

Guang Chengyin's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and Siming said: "I want to say that your master is old and confused. He gave all the things that should have been given to the eldest disciple to an outsider who came later."

Each word, like a sharp blade, pierced Guang Chengyin's heart with precision. He squeezed his fingers tightly, veins popped up on his forehead, and said in a deep voice: "Master, he is old and confused, then I

Is there any way?"
To be continued...