In a cave in the Snowy Mountains, an extremely ugly woman held a stone pillar with Buddha's light and used the elixir fire to sacrifice it with all her strength.
She could clearly feel that there was a treasure in this stone pillar that was destined for her. She could take out this treasure as long as she opened the seal of the stone pillar.
"With your strength, even if it takes a thousand years, you will never be able to refine this seal!" A gentle voice sounded in Mi Mingniang's ears.
"Who are you!" Mi Mingniang suddenly turned around and looked at the young man in black robes with a wary expression.
This is your own cave. If you can enter without your own consciousness, the other party's strength will definitely be far superior to your own.
The only thing in the cave that made people think about was the unrefined treasure in her hand. When she thought of this, Mi Mingniang's face darkened, and countless flying needles instantly enveloped the young man in black robes who came in.
"Hahaha, that's interesting!"
Zhao Wen really didn't expect that when a handsome guy like himself appeared in front of an ugly girl, people's first reaction would be that they were worried that he would steal the treasure and wanted to kill someone to silence him.
In the blink of an eye, both Mi Mingniang and the flying needles appeared in the space of the Tiangang Disha Formation.
"Who on earth are you!" Mi Mingniang looked even more wary as she glanced at the flying needle that flew out of her hand and fell to the ground.
The mind is poured into the golden elixir. As long as the opponent is careless in the slightest, he will immediately self-destruct the golden elixir, and then use the blood escape method to escape. The treasure in his hand is connected to his mind. It is more important than his life and must not be lost.
"I am Zhao Wen, the elder of the Qingcheng Sect. I heard that a fool here was plotted by the Buddhist sect, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect you to be so decisive!"
The aura on Mi Mingniang's body suddenly became violent, and Zhao Wen stepped back. He was just here to collect a boy, and he had no intention of splattering himself with blood.
"This magic weapon has a Buddhist seal, and only Buddhist techniques can break it!"
Zhao Wen pointed to Mi Mingniang and said: "If you have pure Yin water, you can try it. As for forcibly refining it, unless you have the strength like me, otherwise all the time spent will be in vain!"
"Impossible, I can sense that this magic weapon is connected to my mind, it is definitely mine!" Mi Mingniang's voice was filled with madness.
She had already paid too much for this magic weapon, and now someone suddenly told her that it was all a conspiracy and that the magic weapon had nothing to do with her. How could she be willing to believe it?
"You are an elder of the Qingcheng Sect!"
Mi Mingniang reacted immediately and immediately knelt in front of Zhao Wen as quickly as possible, saying with a longing look on her face: "This disciple has always admired the right path, and I would like to ask you to give me a chance!"
At the same time, he raised his hand and pointed the stone stick in his hand towards Zhao Wenwen. Compared with joining the Qingcheng Sect of the Xuanmen authentic sect, a magic weapon was already insignificant.
Even if this magic weapon is important to me, it's the same.
"Hahaha!"
Zhao Wen laughed, pointed his finger, and the stone bar had already flown into the water in the formation space. A burst of light with sparks flashed through. The stone bar that Mi Mingniang had been unable to refine suddenly melted, and a handle with a
The flaming sword appeared in front of Mi Mingniang.
"The Nanming Lihuo Sword is consistent with your personality, but this is a treasure given by Buddhism to Shushan Sect, and Shushan has already arranged a master for it!"
Zhao Wen secretly despised the insidious behavior of the monks in the world of Shushan. He placed a magic weapon in the snowy mountains, but secretly sealed it. He even tempted a fool to stay in the snowy mountains for a long time to waste away the violent energy of the magic weapon.
In the end, using this treasure to get rid of this fool who has no chance with you, it is simply the law of the jungle to the extreme, and it is still covered with a layer of righteous skin.
"Please give me some advice, senior!"
Mi Mingniang took out all the treasures she had found over the years, placed them in front of her eyes along with the Nanmingli Fire Sword, and begged Zhao Wen.
Her natural spiritual eyes allow her to find many treasures, but the authentic Xuanmen cultivation techniques cannot find them no matter what.
The elders of the big sect didn't know him either, so in Mi Mingniang's eyes, Zhao Wen was her only chance to join the righteous path, and she was willing to pay any price for this.
"Are you my maid?" Zhao Wen did not expect that Mi Mingniang was so eager to join the righteous path. As soon as he said it, he directly donated all his treasures without any doubt.
You must know that Mi Mingniang has a pair of spiritual eyes. This is a talent, and it is also a top cultivation talent.
That is to say, there are no characters for Ying and Yun in the name, otherwise the talents of Sanying and Eryun may not be comparable to Mi Mingniang.
"Yes, I am willing. Maid Mi Mingniang will pay her respects to the master!"
Mi Mingniang didn't hesitate and bowed down directly.
An elder of a major Xuanmen sect like Qingcheng must carefully observe when accepting disciples, and it is impossible to accept strangers just after meeting them.
But she absolutely believed that her heart for the Tao would one day be able to move her master and accept her as a formal disciple.
“Just do it if you want!”
Mi Mingniang was also handed over to Zhuang Yi, who taught Qingcheng Kung Fu.
Building a foundation on behalf of a disciple consumes a lot of his own spiritual power, and Zhao Wen only has one task.
When they are desperate, they directly use the Tiangang Disha formation to attack Emei, and kill all the Emei disciples in one fell swoop. Without an opponent, the Qingcheng sect will naturally rise, and they will not wrong themselves.
"Nan Ming Li's Fire Sword has changed!" An old monk suddenly raised his head with a look of shock on his face.
Everyone in the world doesn't know about his mark. Now everyone who knows the magic weapon that he has sealed knows that the Nanmingli Fire Sword has been given to the Emei Sect by him.
Who has the courage to offend himself and the Emei faction for a sword?
Especially since the purple and green swords of the Emei Sect have disappeared one after another recently, and now the Nanming Lihuo Sword, it is obvious that someone is looking for trouble for the Emei Sect.
When he thought of this, the old monk's originally opened eyes slowly closed again.
If you dare to find trouble with the Emei sect, the Emei sect will naturally deal with it.
He would not fight for the Emei sect just to get some merit from Emei.
The Tiangang Earth Demon Formation was hung on his waist, and Zhao Wen's figure flew straight towards Zhongnan Mountain like lightning.
The Three Yangs and One Qi Sword is not well-known in the Shushan world, but Zhao Wen attaches great importance to it. It is a set of magic weapons, and it is also a magic weapon left by Lu Chunyang, and it even contains Lu Chunyang's skills.
No matter in any world, Lu Chunyang is the top strong man in the world. The skills left by such a strong man are definitely worth referring to.
In Zhao Wen's opinion, the value is probably only lower than that of Guang Chengzi's golden ship.
Now that this treasure has no owner, how could he let it go?
Arriving at Zhongnan Mountain, Zhao Wen was obviously much more cautious than before.
No matter in any world, Zhongnan Mountain is a place where strong people emerge in large numbers. There must be no carelessness!
