"There is only a two-border city between my psychic sea and Zizai Tian, which is almost a direct border."
Lin Bei stared at the man in black robes for a long time, with a look of disbelief on his face and said, "Do you know how many years I have been fighting that old monster?"
"what do you want to say in the end?"
The man in black robe could only say a few words before his attitude became bad again. He didn't seem to have any respect for the powerful lord of a region.
"Ten thousand years, exactly ten thousand years!"
Lin Bei raised a finger, "Zizaitian has a vast territory and rich products. Natural materials and treasures can be found almost everywhere. If that old monster was so easy to deal with, I would have emptied the resources there long ago!"
Unconsciously or not, he chose the middle finger instead of the index finger.
"Stop putting gold on your face."
The man in black robe sneered and said, "With the strength of the Psychic Sea, you still want to evacuate Zi Zaitian? If there were not several other domain masters to restrain it, your Ten Jue Palace would have been demolished by the old monster long ago!
"
"There is a book called "The Way of Speech" in Lin's study, which teaches people how to speak politely and behave appropriately."
Lin Bei no longer looked at him, but instead observed his fingers, and said slowly, "If the high priest is interested, you might as well take it back and read it carefully, and maybe you can understand one or two principles."
"Okay, okay, I won't talk to you anymore."
The man in black robe seemed to have lost his patience for bickering. He waved his sleeves and said, "Although I am confident that I am not inferior to it, I am not stupid enough to confront that old monster head-on. But what if it comes out?"
"What the high priest means is..."
Lin Bei sat up straight, and the smile on his face gradually faded.
"Set a trap and lead it to the human realm, and then..."
As the man in black robe spoke, he started cutting his throat again, as if he liked this gesture very much.
"Not to mention killing a Chaos Realm, at least three Territory Lords need to take action at the same time."
Lin Bei pondered for a moment and said, "You must know that the old monster is not a human race and is not interested in martial arts, spiritual skills, wealth, and beauties. How can the high priest find a bait of sufficient weight to lure it out of the sky?"
"It didn't happen before, now..."
The man in black robe suddenly laughed strangely and said, "While deducing the whereabouts of the Chaos Artifact, the Bishop accidentally discovered something interesting."
"I'd like to hear the details." Lin Bei stood up and slowly walked down the steps.
"There are more than just three treasures coming out of the Three Saint Realms."
The high priest said vaguely, "There are also some interesting things mixed in, which may arouse the interest of that old monster."
"what?"
Lin Bei walked up to the man in black robe and stared into his piercingly white eyes.
"You'll find out soon enough."
The man in black robe chuckled and said, "I have my own arrangements for the other masters of the Chaos Realm. I guess I can find a helper from Palace Master Lin, right?"
"The high priest really has a wide circle of friends."
Lin Bei's expression froze, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, "It's just that I haven't agreed to help you yet."
"Let's not talk about the secret method. You owe me once."
The man in black robe said seductively, "As soon as the old monster dies, all the treasures in Zi Zaitian will fall into your hands. Will you not participate in such a good thing?"
"Although Lin covets the old monster's territory, he also has some self-awareness. With my ability, it is impossible to monopolize Zizaitian."
Lin Bei shook his head and said, "I understand the principle that a man is not guilty but possessing a treasure is a crime. If you are too greedy, you will not only lose the freedom of heaven, but also become a public enemy of the world. You may even be able to connect to the spiritual sea.
The foundation will be destroyed in one fell swoop.”
"Three chaos artifacts, one is yours."
Seeing that he was unmoved, the man in black robe narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.
"Empty words are empty, and ears are empty."
Lin Bei stared into his eyes and asked word by word, "How do I know if the Chaos Artifact is really in Zi Zaitian?"
"You don't know, but you will help me."
The black scarf on the face of the man in black robe trembled slightly, as if he was smiling, "You can't resist the temptation of the Chaos Artifact."
"The high priest is worthy of being a high priest. It seems that I have been eaten to death by you."
Lin Bei was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "If you want to ask her for help, the reward for one artifact is not enough. I want two."
"This is your business, you have to find your own way to solve it."
The man in black robe decisively refused, "This sect will definitely take away one piece. I also invited a master from the Chaos Realm. If I promise you two pieces, I dare to agree, but you may not dare to believe it."
"It's really tiring to deal with the high priest." Lin Bei said with a wry smile, "When and where to do it, please let me know in advance."
"Very good, I'm just waiting for your words!"
The man in black robe laughed and waved his sleeves and turned around, "The location is Black Sand Ridge, what time is it...wait for my news!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure turned into a ball of black smoke, dispersed without wind, and quickly disappeared without a shadow.
"Are there other realms of chaos? Interesting."
Lin Bei stared at the direction where the black-robed man disappeared, squinted his eyes and murmured to himself, "Let's see, apart from me, Lin Bei, who else in the Chaos Realm dares to have anything to do with you."
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What a strong evil spirit!
Looking at the hazy mountains with black smoke curling up in front of him and the evil spirits rushing forward, Zhuma perked up and the tiredness on his face disappeared. He tightened the armadillo body on his left arm and patted Xiao Ming's back gently with his right hand.
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Although she didn't know where she was, Zhuma always held Lao Hei's body in her arms, never leaving it, as if it was a great treasure.
The golden-feathered roc was connected with its master, and chirped in perfect agreement, then transformed into a ray of golden light, carrying Zhuma headlong into the billowing evil aura.
The evil spirit here is so strong and the environment is so dangerous, it is countless times more powerful than the Heifeng Mountain where Lao Hei lived in seclusion back then. Ordinary creatures, let alone entering it, will turn black all over and have skin ulcers even if they are within a hundred miles.
All the five internal organs were corroded and he was killed on the spot, which was the best outcome.
Even worse, they may even transform into a walking zombie, become infinitely powerful, run like the wind, completely lose their mind, and no longer feel any pain, leaving only an endless killing instinct.
This kind of monster is called "corpse species". If it stays in an environment with strong evil energy, it can be decapitated and reborn, making it almost immortal. Even practitioners in the realm of saints may not be unable to fight. There is only one fatal monster.
The weak point is sunlight.
If left out of the evil aura and exposed to the sun, no matter how powerful the zombie species is, it will be instantly wiped out with no bones left.
It is precisely this limitation that prevents zombie species from causing a catastrophic disaster in the cultivation world, and therefore does not attract too many people's attention.
But in this strange mountain filled with evil spirits, the corpse species are almost invincible. Once they accumulate in numbers, they can even head-on against the divine generals in the soul state.
However, the girl and Xiao Ming did not know all this.
The terrible evil spirit that makes all living beings avoid it is like scratching an itch for the noble-blooded Golden Feather Dapeng, and it cannot bring much harm.
And Zhuma, who has the body of the evil spirit, is even more at home here, feeling that every breath he takes is a great replenishment of immortal energy. After just staying for a while, the fatigue of the long journey is gone.
The moment she woke up, she was keenly aware that the spiritual power in this strange world was extremely lacking, which was simply not enough to support ordinary people's cultivation to even the realm of the Earth Chakra.
No classmates, no relatives or friends, I looked around and felt at a loss.
Finally, at the moment when the world's barrier was shattered, Xiao Ming followed her closely, using the powerful body of the golden-feathered roc to bear the power of the sky, and accompanied her here.
The Qiankun bag around her waist was mostly intact, which gave the girl some confidence.
For the Tiansha body, lack of spiritual energy is not a problem at all.
So, without any hesitation, the girl rode on Xiao Ming's generous back and decisively embarked on a journey to find Zhong Wen and others.
She didn't know why she chose this direction, nor why she came to this mountain surrounded by evil spirits. She could only attribute everything to her intuition.
Along the way, it was dark and foggy, the wind was blowing, there were few people, and it was lifeless.
Occasionally, when someone passed by, Zhuma took the initiative to say hello, but the person always refused to answer. Instead, they followed her stupidly, making strange noises from time to time.
This happened to several people one after another. Zhuma felt awkward and uneasy at first, but as time went by, he let nature take its course and did not deliberately expel them.
Just because although these people looked dull and behaved strangely, they did not show any hostility, and even showed a faint sense of intimacy.
After walking along in the hazy black smoke for about an hour, a shabby wooden house suddenly jumped into sight.
Does anyone live here?
Zhuma's heart was moved, but before she could step forward to seek confirmation, she saw the door of the wooden house being pushed open from the inside with a creaking sound, and a slightly fat figure walked out.
She has mediocre facial features, mediocre figure, and even her temperament cannot find anything outstanding about her.
No matter how you look at it, this is just a middle-aged man with a small belly.
However, as the two looked at each other, Zhuma's eyes became brighter and brighter, and her pretty pink face showed a look of ecstasy.
"Old Black!"
Just when the middle-aged man was stunned, she suddenly rushed forward and hugged his fat body tightly. Tears of excitement kept rolling in her eyes, "I miss you so much!"