I saw Cao Bin's withered right hand stretched out, and a black and purple elixir lay quietly in the palm of his hand. Thinking of the poisonous elixir Cao Bin said, this must be it, although the color was not as good as what Zhao Jiuge had seen before. Those blue spirit pills or Xiaohuan pills that I have experienced are spiritual, but they are also full of medicinal fragrance. The difference is that this medicinal fragrance is more intense, so rich that it seems a bit harsh.
"You want me to use this poison pill to kill the elders of our sect?" Zhao Jiuge felt a little thirsty in his mouth, and he swallowed a mouthful of water and said.
"Yes, there is a bottle here with four or five pills in it. As long as you promise me to find a chance to do it, I will not only spare your life, but also reward you with some treasures?" Cao Bin's words were full of temptation. .
Seeming to see some wavering in Zhao Jiuge's eyes, Cao Bin continued, "At that time, I will also teach you my Beiyin Sect's magic and some cultivation experience, and then you will definitely be able to rely on the resources of Xuantian Sword Sect. Soaring into the sky, you don’t have to think about how to choose.”
The information in Cao Bin's words was more and more tempting, with treasures, magical skills, and cultivation experience. These are the things that every monk dreams of. Zhao Jiuge was a little confused, but he soon became determined.
A gentleman is magnanimous, but a villain is always worried.
What is the purpose of your own cultivation? Isn’t it to be able to follow your own heart in everything
If you agree to this unidentified man in blood robe, how will your conscience be at ease? Magic weapons and magic weapons are exactly what you need at the moment, but you will obtain them through your own efforts, not by this method.
"Seeing that you don't act like a good person, maybe the Beiyin Sect is also an evil sect. The seniors of my Xuantian Sword Sect have wiped out your entire sect. There must be a reason. If you ask me to promise you, don't even think about it. .”
Although Zhao Jiuge was a little afraid of the gloomy and bloody aura on Cao Bin, he still did not go against his true intention.
"Have you really thought about it?" Cao Bin took a few steps forward, only a few steps away from Zhao Jiuge, and said in a cold tone. "You really don't want to do things for me?"
Zhao Jiuge nodded without hesitation. It was undeniable that there was a great temptation in front of him, and he was also faced with a life-or-death choice. However, Zhao Jiuge could never accept it in his heart if he was asked to do such a thing.
"Hehehehe..." Cao Bin burst into laughter again, seeming to be a little angry, "I have no intention of wasting time with you brat. I will ask you one last time, do you agree? If you don't agree, then you can You swallowed the poisonous elixir, go to hell." At the end of the sentence, murderous intent filled the sky.
Originally, his body was restrained by others, and he had no power to resist. Cao Bin's tone was always full of threats, which made Zhao Jiuge very angry. His strength was not as good as the man in blood robe in front of him, but there was nothing in his heart. arrogant
"If you want to kill, just kill me. If you want me to harm the people in Xuantian Sword Sect, I advise you to give up your mind as soon as possible and stop dreaming. Even if you kill me, you can't escape. There are thousands of others My elders and fellow disciples will avenge me!"
The words are sonorous and the character is strong.
Zhao Jiuge only felt a surge of pride in his heart. Although he had only been in Xuantian Sword Sect for three short years, this was his home. He already had a sense of belonging to this place, and he was asked to kill those who even though he As an elder whom he had not met yet, he knew it was impossible without even thinking about it.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! If that's the case, then you can just go and die." Cao Bin said three good words in a row, his chest was rising and falling slightly, his eyes were staring at Zhao Jiuge, and a fierce light erupted.
Then, he quickly stepped forward, raised his hand and pulled Zhao Jiuge's body. Zhao Jiuge's body could not move and could only be at his mercy. Then he saw the withered left hands pinching his jaw, forcing his mouth to open. The poison pill held between two fingers on his right hand was immediately put into his mouth.
The poison pill melted in his mouth and immediately turned into a warm current flowing into his body, exuding a burning pain. When it poured into the meridians in his body, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but let out a hysterical exclamation, and then Seeing the power of the medicine rushing through his meridians, Zhao Jiuge finally fainted from the pain. Even when he entered the Spiritual Vein Tempering Body, he had never felt such pain.
Xuantian Palace.
At the door of the main hall, a young man in purple robes put his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance. Although he stood quietly, his mind was already shrouded in the unknown mountain peak where he participated in the selection meeting. .
Looking at the young man's clothes, the seemingly ordinary wooden hairpin in his hair, his delicate skin, and the dusty aura exuding from his body, he knew that it was Jian Wuxin, the master of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
Although the main hall of Xuantian Temple is not particularly large, it is definitely not crowded. Apart from the picture of Riding an Ox and Enlightening the Sword hanging on the front wall that I saw last time, there is only a portrait of the founder of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
The main hall is filled with vermilion pillars as thick as a human waist, with some embroidered curtains with gold background and red edges hanging above them. The entire floor is as smooth as jade, and four large cauldrons are placed in the surrounding corners. The four cauldrons are located in the four directions, with the same appearance. The surface of each cauldron is golden and green, and it still emits a light smoke. The smell is refreshing and the smoke does not dissipate for a long time.
At the entrance of the main hall, there is an open space several feet long, which can accommodate two or three people walking side by side. Then there is a layer of mahogany carved fence. Jian Wuxin is standing at the entrance of the main hall at the moment, leaning against the first layer of fence and looking into the distance.
The main hall is surrounded by a fence carved from mahogany. Only in one direction is there a long staircase made of white jade, which exudes a faint luster. It makes people a little worried at first sight, as if one step down, this is like jade. It seems that the stairs made of materials cannot withstand the force.
After passing these short twenty or thirty steps, there is a wide square of hundreds of feet below. Like the entire square, the ground is as smooth as jade. Every few hundred meters, there will be a large golden-green cauldron. This is the core of Xuantian Sword Sect. Any important matters within the sect will be notified here, and the prerequisite is to enter the inner gate.
From the outside, you will find that the main colors of the entire Xuantian Temple are vermilion and gold, with slightly curved glazed tiles along the corners. The Xuantian Palace stands on the top of this mountain peak, surrounded by cliffs surrounding the mountain.
Because the terrain here is very high, it is basically at the same level as the sea of clouds in the sky. As a result, the pale white clouds floating on the entire ground and in the air, and the white gauze-like mist make this Xuantian Temple feel like a heavenly palace, although it is simple. , but gorgeous and exquisite.
Jian Wuxin stood quietly like that, seemingly observing the scenery in front of him, but in fact, his mind was already enveloped in the nameless mountain peak.
The whole person seems to be integrated with the twilight of heaven and earth at Xuantian Sword Sect. This state can only be possessed by the realm of transformed gods. When Yuanying breaks through to transformed gods, his mind can naturally wander around and observe the situation in the distance.
Suddenly, a galloping golden sword light came straight from the distant sky to where Jian Wuxin was. Jian Wuxin was instantly awakened, retracted his mind, and exited the state just now. When he saw the figure of the visitor, Jian Wuxin's expression returned to normal. calm.
Suddenly, the golden sword light fell on Jian Wuxin's lower head, revealing a figure, it was Jian Wuxuan with a pair of beautiful red and phoenix eyes, but at this moment, Jian Wuxuan's face looked a little anxious and worried.
But even though Jian Wuxuan looked a little anxious, he still bowed slightly and shouted respectfully, "Senior Brother."
"Junior brother, do you think my arrangement this time seems too radical." Jian Wuxin nodded, and then said calmly.
"Senior brother, do you know my purpose?" Jian Wuxuan was a little surprised, and then continued, "No one has faults, let alone a group of children. They have not experienced hardship. It is normal for them to be greedy for life and afraid of death. This is human Aren't we all the same in nature? We are also afraid of death. If we are not afraid of death, what is the purpose of ascending through cultivation? Isn't it just to be able to exist with heaven and earth forever? I think we should give them a chance, and maybe they can become the same in the future. The mainstay of our Xuantian Sword Sect.”
Jian Wuxuan's expression was serious, but as he finished speaking, his tone became a little more passionate.
After hearing this, Jian Wuxin just sighed slightly, with a complicated expression on his face, and then slowly said, "What you said makes sense, why don't I know, but in the past hundred years, the surface of this Chinese dynasty has changed It seems calm, but there are already turbulent waves under the surface. Although our Xuantian Sword Sect has always kept a low profile and has no need for the false reputation, in recent years, Wandao Sect has recruited many disciples, and Yuehua Academy has sent a large number of elite disciples to travel across the thirteen states of China. The farthest Manzhou, Taiman Mountain, has become a little restless. Over the years, when my disciples of the Xuantian Sword Law Enforcement Hall were killing demons and slaying demons outside, how many of them died at the hands of those "evil demons." How many died at the hands of disciples from other holy lands? "
"Not only are we cruel, but the general trend of the world forces us to be like this. My Xuantian Sword Sect has stood firm for so many years. We only do our own thing and save the world, never caring about false reputation."
Jian Wuxuan's expression changed. Although his senior brother didn't explain a lot of things, he didn't understand the situation of the sect. There was no support inside, and there were other holy places outside that were just seeking fame. Although the senior brother's words were plain, Jian Wuxuan could hear that they were full of brutal killings.
Although Jian Wuxuan is still silent, his fists have already been clenched hard, not for anything else, but for the disciples who died fighting for the sect. They may be unknown, but they have sacrificed a lot for the sect and the people of Dawn. , even his own life.
The disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect are all good. In order to kill those evil demons, Xuantian Sword Sect even has an institution called the Law Enforcement Hall. Law enforcement is not only for internal affairs, but also like a sharp blade for those evil people outside. , shocked them, so many people in the Demon Sect hated the Xuantian Sword Sect and would kill every disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect when they saw them.
It seemed that the topic they were talking about was a bit heavy. Jian Wuxin smiled softly and changed the topic, "Okay, it won't be long before the exchange meeting of the Seven Holy Lands, and after that, it will be the martial arts competition of all sects. When the time comes, This place will be filled with disciples of my Xuantian Sword Sect, fighting for honors on behalf of our Xuantian Sword Sect."
Looking at the empty square, the smile on Jian Wuxin's lips grew stronger.
"I wonder if the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect will continue to surprise me this time." After a pause, Jian Wuxin seemed to have some thoughts again, "Every hundred years, our Xuantian Sword Sect will welcome us. On days like this, I really wish that I could stand here and look at our disciples every time. There are days like this."
Hearing this, Jian Wuxuan's pair of red phoenix eyes were slightly absent-minded, and his face was a little moved. He carefully looked at the senior brother in front of him, and then realized that at some point, the senior brother who grew up with him, grew up with him, and cultivated with him, no one knew. The carefree smile was replaced by a frown on his forehead.
He felt that his senior brother had paid too much for this sect since he became the leader.