"It is not a pity to die for such a clever and ungrateful person!"
Stern middle-aged man shouted coldly, stretched out his legs to kick the corpse out of the boat, secretly peeled off Sumeru Ring, and popped out a Soul Scattering Pearl.
White-clothed scholar The ghost that was about to condense into human form disintegrated instantly with a flash of blue, and turned into clouds and smoke with the wind.
"Master Zuo, how dare you do this!"
Pavilion Master Fang frowned and was extremely shocked. Although he was extremely dissatisfied with white-clothed scholar, he had never thought of killing him. It should be noted that behind white-clothed scholar, there was also the behemoth of the Yun family standing.
Stern middle-aged man said coldly, "You're just a rat, just kill him. Our group is not harmonious because of this villain. Elder Xue has done a great favor by saving his life. This person doesn't want to repay, and he talks sarcastically. He's so treacherous, what's the use of keeping him alive."
Not to mention, the person who just fled was Zuo.
Pavilion Master Fang was actually speechless by his clever words. Stern middle-aged man added, "Pavilion Master Fang doesn't need to worry. If the Yun family stirs up trouble, Zuo will respond. He will only say that he was killed by Blood Bat Demon King and will not inform Yun Mou of his escape. It can be regarded as saving face for the Yun family, and I guess the Yun family has nothing to say."
Pavilion Master Fang was completely speechless. This person actually planned everything clearly.
Xu Yi secretly paid attention to this person. He was a real slippery man. He ran away for his life before turning against him. He managed to make ends meet and returned home with a full load.
Regarding the death of white-clothed scholar, Xu Yi was only happy and had no regrets. The only thing he was unhappy about was that the man surnamed Zuo swallowed up a piece of fat and did not lose anything.
After everything was settled, Xu Yi didn't want to socialize with everyone, so he complained to Pavilion Master Fang, returned the flying disk, and returned to the room alone. He ate a whole meal using the supplies in the room, closed the door, summoned the iron spirit, transformed into a silver bow, pulled on the dragon's beard, and repeatedly pulled the bowstring.
Although the two arrows hit just now, he was not satisfied. Both arrows were aimed at the head of Blood Bat Demon King, and only the second arrow hit. This was quite different from when he tried shooting copper coins in the martial arts field.
Xu Yi After thinking about it for a moment, you will know how the difference is caused. One is that Ox Horn Bow is not as good as the silver bow. The former has been tried thousands of times, but the silver bow is the first time to use it.
Moreover, the strength of the two is completely different. To test Ox Horn Bow and Xu Yi, you can simply open the bow and shoot an arrow, but the dragon whiskers of the silver bow require Hidden Edge Style to open.
Hidden Edge Style is a method of drawing circles to gather force, but it is far from successful when used on bowstrings.
Now that he knows where the mistakes are, Xu Yi will try his best to make up for them. The strong will win. The consequences of any omissions will be almost fatal.
Xu Yi can't be said to be obsessed with Martial Arts, but he is quite persistent. The reason for his persistence is only his yearning for powerful power.
Carrying the flying immortals to travel, embracing the bright moon to live forever. Now that we have come to this world with great power, why doesn't Xu Yi not want to climb to the peak of that power?
He may even wonder if one day, if he truly cultivates to the point of participating in creation, he will be able to travel through time and space and go back to the past.
The thoughts were vague, but the mind was extremely determined. After firing the bow, it took another three hundred blows. After being completely exhausted and losing consciousness in both arms, Xu Yi took the iron essence and dragon beard into Sumeru Ring.
Lying on the bed, he fell into a deep sleep.
A slight vibration came, and Xu Yi opened his eyes and knew that the flying boat had landed.
As Pavilion Master Fang jumped out of the boat, they found themselves on a wide platform. On the platform, there were nearly ten various aircraft parked sparsely, but no one was seen.
Not long after, two maids in green skirts walked over quickly. They turned out to be the receptionists sent by the organization of the conference.
After half a stick of incense, Xu Yi entered a stone room assigned to him, looked around through the narrow window, and saw the bright moon hanging high among the mountains and valleys, knowing in his heart that this must be a mountain range somewhere in Huiyin Mountain.
The flight lasted four or five hours and the distance was only a few thousand miles. It was indeed not within the scope of Huiyin Mountain.
The moon was cold and quiet, the wind was quiet, and I had a good night's sleep. Early the next morning, I was escorted by a maid into a private room, where I had a sumptuous breakfast alone. Then I was sent back to my room and told Xu Yi not to go out and to wait for notification.
After explaining, the maid actually stood outside the door, as if she was worried that Xu Yi would not listen to the advice and go out rashly.
The guest did as he pleased, Xu Yi didn't bother to ask, he called out the newly purchased <Myriad Demon Records> from Sumeru Ring, and read it with interest.
The tome is nearly a foot thick, but it is filled with all kinds of vivid stories and all kinds of monsters, almost imaginable and nothing that the Lord of Nature cannot create.
After about two pages, Pavilion Master Fang walked in, and the maid outside had disappeared.
Xu Yi put away <Myriad Demon Records>, and suddenly noticed that Pavilion Master Fang looked hesitant, and asked why.
Pavilion Master Fang said, "In this Huiyin Mountain, I don't know what kind of changes happened. A large number of monsters were rampant. On the way here, several groups of teams suffered casualties. The organizer decided to omit the process and go directly to the topic. The next three moments are the exchange time for our team. You must be energetic and wait for my notification later. Don't go out."
Pavilion Master Fang explained a few words and went straight away. Xu Yi continued to find <Myriad Demon Records> and read it.
Although it is deep in the mountains, the organizers are very well prepared and can deliver a sumptuous lunch directly to the room.
After eating and taking a nap, when he got up, Pavilion Master Fang led Elder Lei, Madam Feng and stern middle-aged man to pass by the window together. Without waiting for a knock on the door, Xu Yi opened the door and went out. They nodded to each other and followed Pavilion Master Fang to the west.
After walking two miles, seven or eight stone caves appeared in front of us. Elder Lei, Madam Feng, stern middle-aged man saw the stone caves and walked over with ease.
Pavilion Master Fang pulled Xu Yi over, explained a few words, and passed.
Xu Yi Only then did he understand that this cave was the place where qualifications were tested and auction numbers were redeemed.
He chose the stone cave on the far left. As soon as Fang entered, the door of the stone cave was closed and the pearl on the wall lit up. Only then did he realize that the stone cave was very small and crude, and it was obviously a temporary carving for use.
An old man with a gray beard sat lazily behind a table and said feebly, "What are you looking at? It's not the first time. Let's show him off quickly. You won't get some low-quality stuff to make up for it." Apparently he regarded Xu Yi as a regular customer.
Fortunately, Xu Yi knew the basics. At that moment, he summoned Judge's Brush from Chen Fenglei and handed it over.
Instantly, old man with a white beard's face turned bitter, and he snorted coldly, "I just said that I hope it's not a top-up, and then someone comes to top-up. It seems that I'm really going to report it to the superiors. From now on, I won't accept low-quality goods!"
It turns out that this Judge's Brush is exactly Mid-to-low-grade Blood Artifact, which can meet the redemption standards this time. The organizer holds this event, and naturally hopes to get as high-end treasures as possible, but high-end treasures have always been scarce in the world.
Everyone who comes to attend the conference can get this Mid-to-low-grade Blood Artifact, which has become the mainstream. In the past two times, the organizer has strictly set requirements. Each participant is only allowed to turn in one Mid-to-low-grade Blood Artifact at most.
Therefore, old man with a white beard and Mid-to-low-grade Blood Artifact are as uncomfortable as seeing a buzzing fly.