Chapter 127: Flying Sword Talisman Treasure

On a peak of the Seven Profound Secret Cave.

The kind old Daoist held a gold ball the size of an ostrich egg in his hand, his expression hesitant.

"Master, is this really a Foundation Establishment Pill? You didn't pick up a piece of spiritual gold, did you?"

The young Daoist asked, with an unbelieving face.

"It is the Golden Stone Foundation-Building Pill!"

The old Daoist's expression became firm instead: "I have seen it in an ancient book, hard as gold and iron, not damaged by swords and soldiers, can last for a thousand years... This one I picked up by accident seems to have exceeded a thousand years, I don't know how much medicinal effect is left?"

"Our master and apprentice have always had good luck." The young Daoist was unhappy: "It's just that you only care about picking up your Golden Stone Foundation-Building Pill and forgot your disciple's flying sword talisman treasure and empty underworld crystal copper."

"Evil disciple! Everything cannot be used up!"

The old Daoist's face changed, and he scolded severely: "Picking up the Golden Stone Foundation-Building Pill and using it, others can't find evidence, it's hard to say anything, our master and apprentice also have backers in the sect."

"But all three were picked up, do you know what will happen to the person who dug the ancestor's grave?"

He said coldly:

"Extract the primordial spirit, place it in the Nether Refining Fire Lamp, burn and roast, let it suffer pain and wail for a thousand years, soul fly away and scatter, never be reborn, implicate its family, master and apprentice, descendants, no matter who it is, it will be this end!"

"Master, disciple knows he was wrong."

The young Daoist shuddered and never dared to be playful again.

"Just know it. The person who dug the Zhongxing ancestor's grave is his descendant, which has nothing to do with us. Even if a Golden Core cultivator searches the soul, it is the same."

The old Daoist's expression eased, and he took his disciple away from this place.

A low, almost imperceptible self-talk came vaguely.

"Golden Stone, needs to be activated to be edible, where are there so many fresh life forces..."

Jiang Ding changed into the appearance of a mature young man, walking on the way back to the Sword Casting Manor.

Jin Dao Ancestor Weitu's death, sure enough, failed to successfully mobilize the black-robed man to go down the mountain.

At the moment he died, the black-robed man woke up from cultivation, thought for a moment, looked at the direction of the Yuejing Palace and sneered, and actually entered the state of closing his eyes and cultivating again.

"Have you heard? This time many experts died in the Seven Profound Secret Cave!"

From the excavation of the Seven Profound Secret Cave to now, it has been a week. Many Jianghu people have returned, and Yuejing has begun to be chaotic again, but from the drone perspective, no more widespread righteous and demonic hatred killings have been seen as before.

"Not only did many experts die, even three or four Innate died!"

A short man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said.

"Hiss hiss~"

A sound of gasping for air, Jiang Ding stopped for it, went into the teahouse where Jianghu people gathered to order a cup of clear tea, and closed his eyes to rest.

"My friend saw with his own eyes at that time, the two Innate powerhouses of the Green Bull Palace, Senior 'Ten Thousand Transformations Divine Palm' Fifth Qi, Senior 'Wind Thunder Finger' Shang Xiu, and the Innate expert of the Wolf God Sect, Jin Dao Ancestor's Jin Dao Ancestor and other seniors were fighting for a lucky brat."

Everyone knows that he doesn't know how many hands this friend has turned, but he still can't help but stare and listen.

"Why is this brat, why are so many seniors fighting for him?"

The man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks smiled triumphantly and stopped talking.

Relying on this news he heard, taking advantage of the fact that not everyone knew it, he mixed a lot of wine and meat in various teahouses, and this time he thought it would work.

"Why is this?"

Immediately, a rich guest who was not short of money waved his hand, let the waiter serve wine and meat, and said flatteringly.

"This brat, is not a nameless person, it is Han Lin, the 92nd on the Dragon and Phoenix List, 'Azure Cloud Sword', from the Seven Profound Sect."

The man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks took a sip of wine, picked up a peanut and a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, and let out a long breath beautifully.

"What's so strange about the 92nd on the Dragon and Phoenix List? Why do so many Innate experts want to grab him?"

The impatient guest couldn't help but ask.

Indeed, for Innate, the ranking in the second half of the Dragon and Phoenix List goes up and down, which is insignificant, and they won't look at it more.

"He got the flying sword talisman treasure left by the Seven Profound Master a thousand years ago!"

The man threw out the answer quickly in the unkind eyes of many rich guests, and said with hot eyes: "That's right, it is the hundred-step flying sword that the Seven Profound Master was able to roam the Jianghu invincible, and the emperor of the dynasty bowed down to meet him!"

"Not just my friend, many people saw it with their own eyes, it absolutely can't be fake!"

The whole teahouse was quiet, and then it roared.

"This luck is too good! Why don't I have this luck!"

"One step to the sky!"

Many Jianghu people envied and jealous, wishing to replace him, and some sneered.

"Those seniors are not easy to deal with, not to mention that both righteous and demonic Innate are there, this person must have died thoroughly."

"Indeed, even if the righteous seniors care about their face, the demonic Innate will not be polite."

"He can't live."

Most Jianghu people agreed, and felt better in their hearts.

"This master might have guessed wrong."

The man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks took a sip of wine and said: "At that time, I only saw the sword-shaped talisman treasure in Han Lin's hand flash with gray light, swallowed the essence and blood, and actually flew into the sky, the sword was fast and invisible, just in a flash, it circled around the necks of the few Innate experts who were closest, heads fell, and Innate blood sprayed."

"There was no resistance at all, the two Innate powerhouses of the Green Bull Palace, Senior 'Ten Thousand Transformations Divine Palm' Fifth Qi, Senior 'Wind Thunder Finger' Shang Xiu, and an Innate expert of the Wolf God Sect, the three powerhouses died cleanly like this."

"Many surviving Innate were terrified and didn't dare to move for a while."

"Taking this opportunity, 'Azure Cloud Sword' Han Lin fled."

His eyes showed envy and yearning, an ordinary person, once he got a heavy treasure, he rose up, making Innate experts chill.

The people in the teahouse were stunned for a while.

Many people didn't believe it, this is simply no different from strange talk.

"Gentlemen can wait a few days, the death of so many Innate experts can't be hidden, sooner or later you will know."

The man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks added.

"I also heard a small gossip, and in the subsequent fighting, it seems that there are also imperial Innate deaths."

In the more excited and restless discussion of the tea guests, Jiang Ding paid the tea money and got up to leave.

"If it is true, the Green Bull Palace's four Innate went to two, no, if Song Lingyun also had an accident, then went to three, the top power of the righteous and demonic paths will appear a huge imbalance, the Wolf God Sect will crush in the level of Innate experts, which will trigger a wider range of turmoil in the Yue Kingdom situation!"

"Flying sword talisman treasure, very strong."

Jiang Ding thought silently.

As for envy and jealousy, there is none.

This kind of thing that dares to absorb his own essence and blood, he will throw it away when he sees it, so as not to affect his cultivation of the Dao body prototype.

Returning to the Sword Casting Manor, the flying sword flew out from the sleeve and landed in the spiritual gathering flowerpot. Wisps of blue-gold filaments grew and extended, turning into roots, branches, and leaves.

In a blink of an eye, a metal-cast small tree more than forty centimeters high appeared, absorbing the Great Sun essence and heaven and earth spiritual energy to grow.

Jiang Ding checked the surroundings of the Sword Casting Manor carefully as usual to rule out possible dangers.

The guard who was perfect in internal qi and good at hiding techniques did not return. Zhang Zihou looked at the sky with a gray face and did not move for a long time. His family should not be very smooth in the Seven Profound Secret Cave trip.

Jiang Ding took a Ginseng Essence Qi-Stabilizing Spirit Pill, closed his eyes, and continued to quench and nourish the tiny meridians in the Twelve Main Meridians and Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 128 =====