Chapter 120 A Death Situation
Under Zhou Huaian’s lust, Yandu issued an IOU.
Even Zhou Huai'an thoughtfully added that if anything happens to Yandu, the debt will be borne by the three generations of Yandu's immediate family members.
In other words, based on this calculation, Yan Nanshan, the leader of the Blood Evil Sect, owed him spiritual stones.
Yan Du signed the IOU with a toothache on his face and looked at Zhou Huaian angrily,
"I tell you, although I owe you spiritual stones, you are not allowed to go out and talk nonsense, let alone go to my father with the IOU!"
Zhou Huai'an smiled,
" Don’t worry, I won’t say anything until you return.”
Looking for his father? It's not like he's tired of living, why would he take the initiative to find his father?
Yandu snorted and walked to Ruan Qiao's side,
"Little junior sister, let's ignore this evil-hearted thing."
At this time, Ruan Qiao was digging a hole with the Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand and a solemn expression on his face.
"Hey, junior sister, what are you doing?"
Yan Du asked in surprise as he looked at Ruan Qiao's movements.
Ruan Qiao raised his head after listening to his words, scraped off the soil from the tip of the Immortal Killing Sword, and handed it to him,
"Look, the viscosity of the soil is fine, and the spiritual energy is pure."
Yandu looked at the mud dots on the tip of the Immortal Slayer Sword, and then looked at the surrounding woods,
" The spiritual energy is pure. I have been to the secret realm before. Is there any problem? "
This is the world of cultivation. Every inch of the land contains spiritual energy, and all the mountain spirits can breathe in the spiritual energy and practice.
Zhou Huaian put away his IOU and said calmly,
"But when we came in, we clearly saw the phantom of a monster."
If he saw it correctly, the phantom was both good and evil, and seemed to be faintly tinged with demonic aura.
It should not only be him, but the two of them should have seen it too.
It is precisely because of this that Ruan Qiao feels that this secret realm is deep.
She put away the Immortal Killing Sword, looked at Zhou Huaian, and said,
"Don't you know how to tell fortunes? Do the math, what can we get in this weird secret realm?"
Zhou Huaian raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and then he obediently took out his white jade abacus. Fiddle with the abacus and start to deduce. Ruan Qiao could see that a faint layer of divine power enveloped the young man.
While calculating, his body seemed to become a little transparent for a moment, but it was only for a moment.
When the power of calculation dissipated, his whole person changed back from the transparent state.
Yandu's eyes were full of surprise,
"What kind of skill is this of yours?"
It felt like everyone else was almost gone just now.
Zhou Huai'an glanced at Yan Du, wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips, smiled half-heartedly,
"Want to learn? Five hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones, give me the spiritual stones. Just teach you.”
Yandu shook his head quickly when he heard this,
“Not interested!”
His pocket is cleaner than his face now, where did he get the spirit stone?
This Zhou Huaian is definitely trying to trick people.
Ruan Qiao looked at the young man with flying clothes and asked,
"What's the matter?"
Zhou Huai'an raised his eyes and looked at Ruan Qiao, with a faint smile on his lips,
"There are great opportunities in the northwest, but I also Considering that you and I are destined to die today, Ruan Qiao, do you dare to go? "
There is a forbidden technique in Tianshuang Pavilion, which can be used to know the way of heaven and to find ghosts, but it is extremely dangerous to use. If you are not careful at all, you will be attacked by heaven and your body will die.
Zhou Huaian just used such a forbidden technique.
In other words, when he was expelled from Tianji Pavilion that day, all the so-called orthodoxy in him was abolished.
What remains in him is something that even the old guys in Tianji Pavilion have not been able to learn in these tens of thousands of years.
These things are all forbidden arts!
(End of this chapter)