Liang Yan smiled slightly and put the sword secret into his bag.
"Thank you very much, Brother Ji, for being so beautiful!"
During this exploration, he not only gained Nanming Lihuo, Xinghe Sand and the mysterious vial, but also obtained the sword technique that he had dreamed of. Although Liang Yan did not show it too much on his face at this time, he was already happy in his heart.
But he was not as lucky as he was. He was holding Li Huayang's storage bag in his hand, with a bitter look on his face.
"After all, Old Man Li is a monk at the peak of his qi training, and he is already over 100 years old. I didn't expect that his family's financial resources are so small. Apart from the sword art, he has nothing that can be used. Oh, it's really bad luck, bad luck.
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Liang Yan couldn't help but feel funny when he saw the unlucky look on his chest and feet. The old man might have had some wealth before, but at the Pingfeng Mountain auction, he used it to take pictures of the sword manual and the storage bag.
It is naturally empty.
Of course, he would not take the initiative to say this to Ji. At this time, he just touched his nose, suppressing a smile and said:
"Brother Ji, there are three inheritance paths in front of you, which one do you want to choose?"
Ji Lai glanced at him and said teasingly: "Brother Liang is so interested in sword techniques, I'm afraid he can't wait to embark on that 'sword trial road', right?"
Liang Yan could only smile awkwardly when he saw through his mind.
When Ji Lai saw this, he did not push him too much, but laughed and said: "Actually, there is no conflict between us. I have already chosen my own inheritance path. Brother Liang, we are destined to meet again!"
After saying this, he waved his sleeves and strode into the entrance of the "Shenji Road". A blue light curtain then rose up from the entrance, completely sealing it.
At this time, only Liang Yan and Zhao Xunzhen were left in the field.
"Brother Liang, after this farewell, I'm afraid we have to part ways. Are you really willing to let me go?" Zhao Xunzhen looked at Liang Yan and asked with some uncertainty.
After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded and said: "In fact, accepting you as a servant is a last resort. I am a person who is kind and hateful. Naturally, I don't want you to help me take over Nanming Lihuo."
I'll kill you."
"It's just that" Liang Yan changed the topic and continued: "If you let me know that you leaked the slightest thing about this place, even if you are thousands of miles away, you will die with just one thought from me!"
"Brother Liang, don't worry. Even if I, Zhao Xunzhen, die, I will never betray Brother Liang!"
Liang Yan glanced at her and saw the serious look on her face. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "It's good that the girl knows. This time we say goodbye. From now on, you take your Yangguan Road and I cross my single-plank bridge. Girl, don't take the matter of master and servant too seriously."
If you take it too seriously, the contract will naturally disappear in a hundred years."
Zhao Xunzhen pushed a strand of hair behind his ears, smiled at him and said, "The kindness of not killing will be deeply appreciated by Xunzhen. We will see you again someday!"
After saying that, she took one last deep look at Liang Yan, and without saying a word, she turned around and rushed straight into the entrance of the "Evil Ghost Road". A blue light curtain also rose at the entrance, isolating Liang Yan from the outside.
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It glanced at Uncle Dog below, and anger suddenly rose on its face. Then it stretched forward its two claws, almost teleporting, appearing above Uncle Dog's head and grabbing at his forehead.
Uncle Gou seemed to have been prepared for this. The moment the kid took action, he immediately took out a black sealing altar from the storage bag, and then tore off the seal. A stream of air burst out, and the kid flew back upside down.
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Seeing the kid being put into the jar, Uncle Dog immediately re-sealed the jar, took out a yellow talisman, and quickly placed it on the mouth of the jar.
The black sealed altar trembled in Uncle Gou's hands, and bursts of unwilling roars came from inside.
But Uncle Gou tightly hugged Fengtan in his arms. After a few breaths, the altar finally became quiet.