With a quick scan of his Spiritual Sense, Lin Xuan found two dark yellow robes, exactly the same as the clothes worn by Duan San. After putting them on, the two men changed and became the disciples of Heavenly Vision Mountain.
There were thousands of cultivators in the sect. No matter how powerful Elder Liu was, it was impossible for him to know all of them. Following Duan San, the two came to the most magnificent Pavilion.
Outside the loft, there was a cyan light curtain. With a flip of his palm, Duan San took out a token and attached it to the light curtain.
The Blue Light parted into two halves, creating a passage that could allow people to pass through.
Duan San knocked on the door, “Martial Uncle Liu, it’s me.”
However, there was no movement inside, but the three were also very patient. They showed no anxiousness on their faces as they waited outside.
After a short while.
“Come in!” A rather old voice rang out.
Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian looked at each other with serious looks on their faces. After all, they were about to face an expert of the Core Formation Stage. Although they had already planned it, they were still more or less nervous when it came to it.
The two then followed Duan San into the room.
Lin Xuan swept his Spiritual Sense over the room and saw that the room was quite wide, about 200 square meters. The furnishings were also very beautiful. But what was most striking was that the cups and plates on the table were in a mess. Obviously, there was a big crowd eating not long ago. It seemed that Duan San didn’t lie, this Elder Liu indeed had a huge appetite.
A dark-faced old man sat on a futon in the middle of the room, holding a whisk in his hand and meditating with his eyes closed.
“Disciple greets Martial Uncle.”
Liu Yuzhou opened his eyes and glanced at him indifferently. When he saw Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian, he was slightly surprised, “Martial Nephew Duan. They are…”
“My name is Tian, I was ordered by the Sect Master to send you a gift.” Without waiting for Duan San to answer, Tian Xiaojian spoke first.
“A Gift?” Liu Yizhou was stunned, “What did Senior brother ask you to give me?”
“I’m not sure. He said that Martial Uncle will naturally know when he sees it.”
As Tian Xiaojian spoke, he patted his storage bag and took out a wooden case, the case was long. Although it was not opened, there was a trace of Spiritual Qi emitting from it, which looked quite extraordinary at first glance.
Liu Yuzhou did not suspect him. The other party wore his sect’s uniform, and he was brought in by his most trusted Martial Nephew Duan. In any case, he didn’t expect him to be a spy.
Without hesitation, he waved his hand, and a white beam light shot out. Bringing the box to him.
The old man glanced at the box casually and then opened the lid. However, it was empty inside, the old man was surprised, then smelled a fragrance.
His reaction was quick. With a wave of his hand, he threw the box far away. He then opened his mouth and spurted out a silver-colored flying sword.
When he was about to ask, he felt weak all over his body. And his magical powers of hundreds of years of cultivation could not be brought up. The Magic Artifact also slammed into the ground and lost all spirituality.
A hint of viciousness flashed through Liu Yuzhou’s eyes, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly, but the three men in front of him were indifferent. Lin Xuan calmly retracted his palm, “You don’t have to waste your energy. I’ve already placed restrictions around this pavilion, you would have to wait for reinforcements to rescue you in the next life.”
“Who the hell are you?! And you, Duan San, you actually dared to forsake your ancestors and betray your Sect.” Liu Yuzhou’s face was full of resentment.
It was a pity that the other party ignored his words. Tian Xiaojian smiled and said, “Elder Liu, don’t waste your strength, I’m also an Immortal Cultivator. And I also know that except for a few, most of the mortal poisons have no effect on us cultivators.”
“Then what kind of poison did you use?”
“Bone Softening Powder and Luo Lianxiang, I am afraid that you are ignorant and don’t know much about them.” Tian Xiaojian said mockingly.
He did not exaggerate. Liu Yuzhou’s face was full of confusion, but Lin Xuan’s heart moved. He had seen it in a certain book.
This thing was indeed not poisonous. Although the name Bone Softening Powder was somewhat scary, it was only a medicinal herb, and Luo Lianxiang was also a harmless plant.
However, once you took them both into your body at the same time, your Spiritual Qi would be sealed for a short period of time, but it would do no harm to mortals.
It was said that unless it was an old monster of the Nascent Soul Stage, cultivators of other levels could display at most one-tenth of their Spiritual Power within an hour.
However, although the effect of the combination of these two items was magical, it was actually very difficult to use.
The first reason was that it was difficult to find the materials. Although the Soft Bone Herb was common, Lou Lianxiang was difficult to find, so it was not easy to collect them.
Secondly, it was quite hard to make the other party eat it. There were very few cultivators like Liu Weizhou who were greedy for food. And it was not easy to deceive him.
It was a lucky coincidence that he succeeded this time.
Of course, Tian Xiaojian would not kindly explain it to the other party. Not to mention that they had no time for delay, a terrifying murderous intent appeared in the air. Tian Xiaojian opened his mouth and spurted out a black ray of light.
It was a black sword dark like ink. It was only one inch long at first, but as it rose in the wind. It turned into a giant sword several feet long and ferociously shot to the other side.
Top Grade Spirit Tool!
Lin Xuan looked at the black Flying Sword, his expression slightly strange. As a descendant of the Demon Venerable, Tian Xiaojian naturally did not lack good things, this Flying Sword was not only top-grade but also had a strange aura. It should have some special attributes, which was even better than the ordinary Top Grade Spirit Tool.
Liu Yuzhou’s expression changed drastically. Without thinking too much, he patted his storage bag and a talisman flew out. It burned into a faint silver light barrier and protected him inside.
“Eh?
Tian Xiaojian raised his eyebrows slightly and excluded a suffocating aura, “You deserve to be a cultivator of the Core Formation Stage, you actually have a defensive Talisman with you. But do you think a silver light barrier at the Low-level EarthTier can save you?”
Unlike Human Tier spells that only need ordinary talisman paper to contain them, Earth Tier Spells needed Spirit Beast Furs as their material.
Therefore, the talismans of the Earth Tier were naturally much more cherished than the Human Tier Talismans. Tian Xiaojian concluded that the other party probably only had this one.
Although it would take more time and effort, the other party would die sooner or later.
But Tian Xiaojian did not intend to waste time with the other side. After his complexion sank, he slipped his hand into his sleeve and took out a thick stack of talismans.
No wonder he was the young master of the Extreme Demon Cave. As expected, he was very rich. On the other hand, Liu Yuzhou was both shocked and angry. There was no doubt that he was flustered.