Chapter 239

The figure was black all over, like a shadow floating in the air, up and down.

The thin old Taoist looked at the mountain below with a gloomy face and said to himself, "it's a pity that the spirit pet was destroyed by this guy. It will take at least decades to repair it. It's damn."

He shook his head and looked down. Immediately, he patted a big bag around his waist, and countless black lights flew out of it and poured into the dense mountains below.

Those black lights castrated very quickly and went to the ground in the blink of an eye, showing human shapes.

These people's skin is gray black, with a faint black air in their eyes and dementia. As soon as they landed, they began to walk aimlessly, but the speed is very slow.

The Taoist priest looked at the figure and waved to the human spirit beast in front of him.

The decadent figure rushed down immediately and then disappeared into the boundless trees.

"Don't let me find you, otherwise, hey hey, I don't want you to die so fast now..."

In the mountains and forests, birds fly up and scatter away.

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Pingshan City, South, in a remote inn.

The business of this inn is not very good, even a little deserted. The guests come and go with one hand.

The shopkeeper is an old man in his fifties and sixties. He is dressed in plain clothes. Although he is a little old, he is washed very clean. There is a pinch of beard on his chin, with a little silver white and a national character face. The whole person looks very energetic.

There are no guys in the inn. The old man manages everything up and down. Fortunately, there are not many guests, so he can survive.

"Alas, sir, what can I do for you?"

The old man was wiping his seat in the inn. When he saw the guests coming in at the door, he threw a white towel on his shoulder and greeted him with a smiling face.

The visitor is a seven foot man. Although he is wearing a robe, he can't hide his burliness.

Seeing the old man coming up, he quickly looked around, then took out a sign from his waist and put a finger between his lips: "Shh..."

The old man was stunned and soon understood. He trotted to the big man's side in two steps and looked at the sign in his hand.

"Grass people have seen adults."

After seeing the words on the sign, the old man was shocked and wanted to salute, but he was stopped by the strong man.

The strong man looked around again, then pulled the old shopkeeper out of the Inn and said in a deep voice, "did you have two guests here last night?"

"This..."

The old man frowned and was remembering carefully. The strong man immediately took out a roll of drawing paper from his waist and spread it out.

At the sight of the drawing paper, the old man immediately widened his eyes, nodded repeatedly and said, "I've seen it. These two old guests are very impressed..."

"Yes, yes, just meet."

The strong man quickly covered the old man's mouth for fear that he would misunderstand and nonsense. After a long time, he let go.

"These two are distinguished guests of the state of Jiang. You must remember to treat them well. In addition, if they leave, remember to go to the city master's house and inform them. I have arranged people there."

"General... This..."

"Just do as I say. After they leave, you will naturally be rewarded. Remember, don't tell others at this time, otherwise."

The strong man made two gestures with his hands around his neck, frightened the old man and nodded again and again.

Seeing here, the strong man was satisfied. He glanced at the upstairs and turned away immediately.

Soon after, a fast horse rushed out of Pingshan city and galloped along the official road towards the capital of the state of Jiang.

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In the inn, Yang Xuan's whole mind was immersed in his body. His divine consciousness surrounded the whole room, but he didn't notice the movement below.

He sat cross legged on the bed, and a small red wooden sword floated in front of him, from which wisps of red spiritual power poured out and kept entering his body.

This state had been maintained for nearly an hour before he opened his eyes.

"The cultivation of liyanjue is much slower than the three yuan quiet formula. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will take at least half a month to maintain the balance of yin and Yang."

The power of these two methods is almost the same, but the cultivation speed of Sanyuan quiet formula is much faster. In other words, it is too difficult to cultivate Liyan formula.

Not only that, his dependence on the wooden sword also gave him a headache.

Since he stimulated the power in the wooden sword once before, his essence has been lost, and it is an irreversible loss. Although this change is very subtle, it makes him feel a sense of crisis.

If the wooden sword continues to be used, its essence may be exhausted at some time. In this case, it can be used a little less.

When the essence of the wooden sword disappears completely, his cultivation may come to an end, unless he abandons the balance of yin and Yang.

Yang Xuan was a little distressed and frowned slightly, staring at the wooden sword in front of him.

"Little panther, can the essence in this thing be restored?"

He asked in his heart, but he didn't hold much hope.

Sure enough, after a while, the little Panther's voice rang in his mind: "recover? Tut Tut, you can really dream."

"This thing is a divine thing that grows naturally. The essence in it has been condensed for thousands of years. Do you think it is those ordinary magic weapons?"

Yang Xuan was stunned. Jiang Weisheng's memory was too fragmented. He didn't know a lot of information.

"Of course, I know what you're thinking. In fact, you don't have to worry."

The little Panther suddenly changed her subject and brightened Yang Xuan's eyes. She hurriedly asked, "do you have a way?"

"What can I do..."

If the little Panther manifests, it will roll its eyes.

I mean, even if the essence of the Wutong sword is completely dissipated, you may not have no other way, for example, you can go to Phoenix to ask for another.

When saying this, the little Panther's voice was obviously much lower.

Yang Xuan was not stupid, and frowned at once. "This Wutong wood sword should be precious to them. I used this sword to get such a handle. I think it's not easy to think of a single one."

"Good."

The little Panther also simply said, "without a hidden cover," the Wutong tree heart is also a sacred thing to the Phoenix people. Because of the extremely slow growth, the outsiders can hardly get it, but if you are strong enough or amazing enough, it will be different.

"What do you mean?"

"Hey, the cultivation world is always strength first. As long as you have enough strength, don't mention this kind of tree heart. Even if it is of higher quality, you don't have a chance to get it."