"One of them has been in disrepair for a long time and was bitten by insects." Ding Xiu said without blushing or beating his heart: "Commander, do you think my Marquis would covet a piece of golden nanmu?" "No, no, it's still a bit strange..." Yu Huatian shook his head hurriedly. He never dreamed that one of the thousand-year-old golden nanmu was used as a barbecue stick by Su Changqing. The one being roasted was Pudu Cihang. "Antidote..." Yu Huatian looked at Su Changqing and said. "Yes." Su Changqing stepped forward and almost instantly leaped a hundred meters. Yu Huatian's hair stood up and he turned sideways instantly, but Su Changqing grabbed his jaw and forced his mouth open. "Marquis... spare my life..." Yu Huatian said hoarsely with his pupils horrified. Three pearls were shattered by Su Changqing and fell into Yu Huatian's mouth. "The antidote has been given to you." Su Changqing said calmly.
"Thank you, Lord. Why does the taste of this antidote resemble the Sanshi Brain Pill?" Yu Huatian smacked his lips, his eyes were lonely, and he sighed. Being controlled by others is really unpleasant. "If you need the antidote in the future, you can find Ding Xiu. You guys can visit more often." Su Changqing said. He wanted to leave here, but to avoid the last incident in Yunlong Mountain, Yu Huatian's current status can help Jinyiwei deal with a lot. "General, please visit more in the future." Ding Xiu immediately understood, looked at Yu Huatian and said with a smile. "General, take this gold back." "I, Yu Huatian, have never taken back the things that have been given." Yu Huatian waved his hand. He ordered people to take away the nine thousand-year-old golden nanmu, bowed to Su Changqing, and then turned and left. "Brother, are you from the Sun Moon Sect?" After Yu Huatian left, Cheng Shifei immediately looked at Su Changqing and said in surprise. "No." Su Changqing shook his head and said, "It's fake. He is already suspicious. I guess he can't hide it a few times if he comes to ask for the antidote again." Yu Huatian is very smart and hard to deceive. Ding Xiu and Cheng Shifei were shocked. "I'm about to leave here. He will still be suspicious for a short time. At least he won't do anything before the next time." Su Changqing said. "Brother, where are you going?" "Lanruo Temple." ................................................. After Ding Xiu and Cheng Shifei left, a foreign monk in the distance put his hands together and slowly walked in front of Su Changqing. "My Lord, the Lanruo Temple in the north of Jinhua City has been abandoned for many years and no one is seen." "According to the records, a shocking war broke out in Lanruo Temple fifty years ago. There were hundreds of Buddhas there, and the golden body of Sakyamuni was enshrined there, but it was later abandoned."
Hearing this, Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly. "Three days later, you pack your bags and go with me." "If we use the army to flatten Lannuo Temple, it will be easy. Why doesn't the Lord do this?" Jiumozhi asked with a trace of doubt in his eyes. There is a saying that Lanruo Temple is haunted all year round. It is sealed in the heavenly files of Hulong Villa. Every thing recorded in it is extremely terrifying. "The army is launched, and the impact is too great. Let's talk about it in Jinhua County." Su Changqing's eyes were sharp and he shook his head. His body is like the Taiyin and Taiyang Martial Saint. He swallowed the thousand-year-old golden pill of Pudu Cihang, nearly 100,000 kilograms of flesh, and his purple palace transformation reached more than 90%. He only needed 10% to become a real purple palace real person. He can already use 90% of the purple palace true qi, plus his unmatched body. If he encounters Pudu Cihang's level again. One person is enough. Jiumozhi nodded slightly and turned away. In the entire huge backyard, only Su Changqing was left alone, staring at the sky. "Since Ji Xingyue has become the emperor, she swallowed Zhu Wusi, the Lord of Wu'an, and I am afraid that only I can defeat her. I must have something to do if I stay in this world." "Pu Du Ci Hang is dead, and the news has spread. This thousand-year-old tree demon should shrink. We need to find someone with strong yang energy to lure him out." "Cheng Shifei is the best, but he is easily moved by women. Jiumozhi is an ascetic monk with a firm heart of Taoism, which is better." Su Changqing thought in his heart, turned around and left quietly, stretched out his hand, and the frost and snow in the distance, the buried flowers, fell into his palm. "My swordsmanship has not been tempered for thousands of times. Most of it comes from the swordsmanship of others, the three swords of the buried flowers, the tyrant sword, and the Avici Road, which dominate the world." "With the four images of heaven's will, plus the three swords of the buried flowers, the tyrant sword, and the Avici Road, I tempered this sword!" Su Changqing's eyes condensed slightly, and soon returned to the pavilion again. At the beginning, the Heavenly Will Four Symbols Formation used by the four great monks ‘Jianwen Zhixing’ he met on Mount Wudang had once made him fall into the state of enlightenment. “Xuanwu, Qinglong, Baihu, Zhuque.” Su Changqing closed his eyes and practiced this sword technique in his heart. The two swords rang loudly, and the surrounding air waves exploded. One day later, Su Changqing gradually had an idea. He ordered people to move all the recorded sword techniques in the Great Shang Arsenal and place them in the Changqing Marquis Mansion. After a careful look, there were "Qingchen Sword Technique", "Juetian Sword", "Heaven Sword", "Flame Sword", "Heavenly Four Symbols"... He sat cross-legged and comprehended various sword classics, as well as the "Heavenly Will Four Symbols" of Shaolin Temple. “Remember the sword of the Wuliang Patriarch, the "Dangmo Sword Technique", a sword pointed out that the swords of the entire Chang'an City were moved by it, the original meaning of the sword.” Su Changqing pondered in his heart. He had no teacher, so it was really difficult for him to understand what realm this was. Suddenly, a gull spread its wings and flew away in the sky. It flew as fast as a stream of light. Its blazing white feathers were shining in the sunlight, as if it had become an immortal, and a colorful rainbow hung in the sky. It landed beside Su Changqing, proudly raised its head, and between its legs and feet, there was a letter clip and a bottle of bright red blood. "This knife is called the Tyrant Knife." Su Changqing stared at the gull, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind. The realm of the world's sword intent, the first sword path "The Tyrant Knife", was completed.
This knife was not the Tyrant Knife Three Cuts that Su Changqing had practiced before, but it absorbed and gathered the essence of all kinds of sword techniques in this world, dominating the world, and the sword intent that was extremely domineering was gathered. One knife to kill! If not killing, the four symbols of heaven and earth will gather beside him, condense a golden body, fight in close combat, or turn around and leave. "Phoenix blood is also needed to condense the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will. The four great monks do not have the blood of such a divine beast, so they cannot get the door." "The True Phoenix was killed by Wu Anjun. I am afraid that all the phoenix blood will fall into Ji Xingyue's hands. She herself is the body of a True Phoenix. Her blood is probably the best..." Su Changqing's heart moved slightly. The two knives in his hands slashed down from top to bottom. The long knife of Burying Flowers and Frost Snow slashed down with a bang. The blade light was dazzling and extremely bright. The lake in the Changqing Marquis's Mansion seemed to be split in half, and a huge wave of waves was set off. The terrifying air wave rolled in. The sky and the earth seemed to change color, and the earth cracked into huge cracks that were bottomless. This scene was extremely terrifying and almost suffocating. "If I can get the phoenix blood, I should have no problem splitting Lanruo Temple and killing the thousand-year-old tree monster with this knife." Su Changqing stared and sighed softly. It was difficult to ask Ji Xingyue for phoenix blood. Take off the letter folder on Bai Lu and open it to scan it. There was only one sentence on it, signed: Ji Xingyue. "You are so good, Su Changqing, I asked you to come, but you didn't come!" It seemed that Ji Xingyue was full of resentment. Su Changqing took a look at this sentence, and then stared at the small bottle next to it. The bright red and sticky blood inside was dazzling. "Phoenix blood?" "The empress is generous." .............................................