After leaving Xuanhutang, Su Yi went straight to Li Mansion.

The reason why Su Yi knew about the spiritual tools was because he had seen the spiritual tools with his own eyes in the Li Mansion's warehouse.

It was a set of sleeve arrows, mounted on the wrist, which could fire five short arrows in succession.

If you usually cover it with your sleeves, you can kill people invisible at critical moments.

Li Yuanwai has always regarded it as a treasure, and it is difficult for even close friends to see it.

Su Yi also showed it once after he had practiced [Xiantian Kung Fu] to the tenth level, and Mr. Li deliberately tried to win over him.

According to Li Yuanwai, this set of sleeve arrows is a legendary spiritual tool that can kill immortals.

Su Yi didn't believe it at first, but when he heard the shopkeeper of Xuanhutang say this today, he completely understood what was going on.

Since there is a possibility of encountering immortal cultivators during this mission, Su Yi is going to borrow this set of sleeve arrows from Mr. Li just in case.

A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. Su Yi already owes Li Yuanwai tens of thousands of taels of gold, so it doesn't matter if he borrows an extra set of sleeve arrows.

The worst case scenario is to blame all of this on Mr. Zhang.

Anyway, Su Yi was penniless and couldn't even afford to pay back a copper coin.

The servants of the Li family were very familiar with Su Yi and let him enter the lobby of the Li Mansion without any obstruction.

There was no one in the lobby today. It seemed that Mr. Li was not at home.

"This old profiteer was not around at the critical moment, so he went to some brothel to fool around." Su Yi said cursingly.

"Why are you so mean in your words? My father lent you so many silver coins. Didn't you even say thank you?"

A clear female voice sounded.

Su Yi followed the sound and saw a person walking out of the inner hall.

This person was dressed in white clothes and a white skirt, with emerald hair on her temples. She had a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure. She was actually a young and beautiful woman.

The inner hall is the residence of Li's family members. This woman calls Yuan Wai Li her father. Naturally, she is Yuan Wai Li's daughter, Miss Li.

Su Yi bowed his hands and said, "I've met Miss Li, and I won't hide it from Miss Li. If I have anything important to do, please contact Mr. Li. Please let me know."

Miss Li did not answer, but took off a book from her waist, found a chair, and started reading as if there was no one else around.

Su Yi has been in this world for half a year and knows that women in this world, as long as they are not married yet, will avoid stranger men.

But this Miss Li regarded Su Yi as nothing. Not only did she not avoid it, but when she glanced at Su Yi, she did not hide the arrogance in her eyes.

Su Yi was anxious and couldn't help but pace back and forth.

At this time, a maid came over and said to Miss Li: "Miss, why are you here? It's so hard for this slave to find you."

Miss Li glanced at Su Yi and said to the maid: "Xiaoyu, this man is so annoying. He keeps walking around here and disturbs people's purity. Drive him away."

Before Xiaoyu could speak, Su Yi hurriedly said: "Miss, I have something important to come to see your father, and I have no time to disturb your reading."

Xiaoyu stepped forward and said, "The master has been running around for a big event recently. I'm afraid I don't have time to meet with the young master. If you need anything, the young master can go to the housekeeper."

Su Yi snorted softly, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and chopped off an imperial chair a few feet away. He said proudly: "Su is not talented, but he has some martial arts skills. Go and inform your master if there is any problem.

Su can help."

The maid named Xiaoyu was so frightened by Su Yi's momentum that she was stunned and speechless.

Miss Li sneered and said: "A martial artist dares to boast about Haikou without even knowing that my father is in trouble."

Su Yi frowned. This Miss Li seemed to be deliberately looking for trouble. If she was not a daughter and was the daughter of a member of the Li family, Su Yi would definitely drag her out and give him a slap in the face and teach him how to behave.

I just heard Miss Li sigh: "I wish I wasn't a man. I wanted to relieve my father's worries. You said you could serve my father. That's great. You write a poem. If you do well, I will agree to your request on my father's behalf."

Su Yi didn't know what medicine Miss Li was selling in her gourd, but writing poems was not difficult for Su Yi.

Su Yi laughed loudly and said: "I don't know what the difficulty is. It turns out that it's just a poem. It's okay to ask Su to write the poem, but Su has a request before he writes the poem."

The maid Xiaoyu asked: "What are your requirements? Do you think Mr. Su wants to go into the study to do something for you? My young lady is very talented. No matter what tricks you play, my young lady can see through them at a glance."

Su Yi said with a smile: "It's okay to go into the study. Su has a headache when he reads, so go get a pot of good wine."

Xiaoyu heard this and ordered the servant to bring a pot of old wine.

Su Yi uncorked the bottle and drank the wine in one gulp: "Good wine! When Su writes a poem, he must drink a swig."

After saying this, he drew out his long sword and carved a poem with the tip of the sword in the lobby of Li Mansion.

"A gold goblet worth ten thousand worth of wine, and a jade plate worth ten thousand worth of precious wine."

...

At the end of the poem, there is a line: Jiujianxian was written in the third year of the Great Promotion.

This guy pretends to be very cool. The Jiujianxian is not Su Yi, but Li Taibai from another world.

Of course Miss Li didn't know about this.

Until Su Yi came out of Li's house with Xiu Jian, Miss Li was still looking at the poem on the wall in a daze.

...

When we returned to our residence, it was already dark.

This small building is very clean and no one disturbs it. Su Yi bought it for thirty taels of silver.

Su Yi lit the candle and took a closer look at the arrows in his sleeves.

This set of sleeve arrows is exquisitely made, and fits Su Yi's wrist in just the right size.

Covering the sleeve arrows with his sleeves, from the outside it was not obvious that Su Yi had a sleeve arrow on his wrist.

Su Yi was very satisfied with this set of sleeve arrows. After finding the mechanism for firing the sleeve arrows, he took them out again.

Since Mr. Li was not an immortal cultivator, Su Yi was a little unsure about the power of this set of sleeve arrows. He estimated that this set of sleeve arrows could only be used for sneak attacks.

Tomorrow's bandit suppression operation will be led by a real immortal, and Su Yi prepared this set of sleeve arrows just in case.

In the blink of an eye, the next morning came.

Su Yi put on his sleeve arrows, took his sword, and walked straight to the Xuanhu Hall.

Under the leadership of the waiter, Su Yi came to the inner hall and saw Prince Wang who had been waiting here.

Prince Wang still looked frivolous, and the folding fan with the erotic pictures in his hand kept shaking, but the thirty-year-old middle-aged man next to him had a cautious look on his face.

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Su Yi and asked, "Are you the interesting martial artist that Mr. Wang mentioned yesterday?"

The prince folded his fan and waved it gently: "That's him. Yesterday I thought he was a monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect."

Su Yi cupped his hands and said, "I did meet Mr. Wang yesterday."

Suddenly, Su Yi's eyes flashed. The middle-aged man appeared like a ghost less than five feet away from Su Yi.

At the same time, the middle-aged man's thin hands like eagle talons slapped Su Yi's Tianling Cap.

Su Yi was shocked. Just as he was about to unsheath his long sword, he heard Prince Wang say: "Don't be nervous. Master Zhao Xian just wants to see if you have spiritual roots."

Su Yi felt that in front of the public, Mr. Wang said this again, and Master Zhao Xian would not do anything drastic.

What's more, Su Yi also has a spiritual tool sleeve arrow on his arm. Such a close distance would be a big deal.

Sure enough, the immortal master surnamed Zhao did not kill him. Instead, he put his hand on Su Yi's head and slowly closed his eyes.

Su Yi felt a cool breath coming from the top of his head.

After a moment, the Immortal Master surnamed Zhao softly said "Hey" and murmured: "It turned out to be a second spiritual root monk with earth and water spiritual roots. Although the second spiritual root monk is not as good as the heavenly spiritual root monk, his qualifications can be considered

Not bad.”

After saying this, Immortal Master Zhao shook his head again and said: "It's a pity that the spiritual roots are polluted by the air of the netherworld. Even if you reluctantly enter the world of immortality, you won't be able to survive for long. At most, you can survive for a few years."

Seeing the immortal master surnamed Zhao express his regret, Su Yi's heart sank.

Originally, he was still lucky, hoping that after meeting a real immortal cultivator, he could find a way to remove the Soul Gathering Pill.

But hearing what the Immortal Master surnamed Zhao said, Su Yi's heart had already turned cold.

"Can I just ask Master Zhang?"

For some reason, after seeing Master Zhang devouring the souls of innocent miners, Su Yi felt an inexplicable disgust towards Master Zhang.

If there were other ways to remove the power of the Soul Gathering Pill, Su Yi would not want to deal with Master Zhang anymore.

Seeing this, Mr. Wang couldn't help but asked: "Isn't there even the Master Zhao who can do nothing? The talent of the second spirit root is rare. If you become successful in cultivation in the future, you can serve my Wang family, and the strength of my Wang family will be stronger.

."

The immortal master surnamed Zhao shook his head and said: "The aura of the netherworld is specially cultivated by ghost cultivators. If this kid falls into the ghost realm, it is a good choice. A living person who is contaminated with the aura of the netherworld will only die."

When the prince heard this, he also said it was a pity.

Su Yi cupped his hands and said: "Master Zhao just said that if you enter the world of immortality, you can live a few more years, but is it true?"

Su Yi looked at Master Zhao Xian with a hint of luck.

The immortal master surnamed Zhao nodded and said: "The Second Spiritual Root cultivator is very fast. As long as he has the appropriate skills and a training place with abundant spiritual energy, he should be able to reach the late stage of Qi training very quickly. Moreover, the Second

The success rate of foundation building for spiritual root monks is extremely high, and they can often easily build a foundation by taking just one foundation building pill."

Having said this, the immortal master surnamed Zhao showed an envious look, and then he changed his voice: "But your body has been corroded by the air of the netherworld, and the spiritual energy obtained through cultivation will soon be converted into the air of the netherworld. Unless you practice

If you succeed and seize the body, there is still hope of continuing to live."

The immortal master surnamed Zhao seems to be very secretive about the word "seizing the body" and refuses to talk about it anymore.

Su Yi couldn't help but ask: "I wonder where I can find suitable training methods and suitable training locations?"
Chapter completed!