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Chapter 15 Shushan, Crisis

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After all, the crisis is the future. After all, it was a great success after going down the mountain for the first time, which naturally made him quite satisfied. Soon, Zhong Yuan calmed down, flew down, and jumped forward.

After falling down, Zhong Yuan activates the Taiyin Spike and turns the remains of the two barbarians into pieces. Then, he collects spoils.

What interested Zhong Yuan the most was naturally the blood-red banner that almost made him lose his mind and captured his soul. Therefore, he was the first to take the banner over.

This small banner is only about a foot high and there are four ancient characters on the banner pole: "Blood Transformation Shura!" Immediately, Zhong Yuan understood that this treasure was called the Blood Transformation Shura Banner.

Zhong Yuan savored these four words and suddenly had an idea, would the blood-transforming Shura Banner have any connection with the Shura Blood-transforming Shura?

With the thoughts moved, Zhong Yuan immediately acted and instilled the remaining blood-transforming true energy in his body into the Blood-transforming Shura Banner. All the way, it was unobstructed, and the original owner's imprint did not have any effect at all. With the support of this blood-transforming true energy, the skeletons and beauties on the surface of the Blood-transforming Shura Banner appeared even brighter, as if they were about to walk down from above.

Zhong Yuan held the small banner tightly in his right hand and shook it suddenly, "Wooah--" A sharp but not harsh sound wave sounded, turning into a nearly substantial ripple, spreading in all directions. In an instant, within a few feet of radius, a ball of light of different sizes and shapes suddenly appeared within a few feet of radius, and was captured by the Blood-Crafting Shura Banner. There was a faint whine inside.

At this time, Zhong Yuan was not the rookie who had just entered the Immortal Sect, but he knew that these light balls were the souls of some surrounding small animals.

With a shake, absorb the souls in all directions!

In response to this, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but sigh at the domineering power of the Blood Transformation Shura Banner.

"At this moment, although Xin Chenzi's disciple covered a much farther distance than me, it seemed that he did not have such domineering power! I wonder if it was because he did not know how to Shura Blood Transformation Technique? If so, I'll get a big advantage this time!"

Zhong Yuan knew that unless his luck was strong, he encountered those ancient treasures and treasures of immortals, the power of magic weapons would depend on his years of sacrifice and polishing. When he first entered the door of cultivation, he had a magic weapon that suited him, which was also an opportunity that could be encountered but hard to come by.

"The opportunity, it's true that you have to go down the mountain to meet it! If you stayed on the mountain, how could you be today?"

Zhong Yuan didn't waste much time. After testing the power, he put the blood-transforming Shura Banner into his leopard skin. Then, he quickly took the three blood-colored needles and green light balls and put them in his bag. Finally, he picked up the man's skin and checked what was inside.

This skin was obviously practiced by the master for a long time, and Zhong Yuan didn't open it all at once. At that time, he injected his blood-transforming true qi without hesitation and found that the forbidden power was very powerful, and it was impossible for him to open it with his remaining power.

At that moment, Zhong Yuan did not hesitate at all. With a thought, Taiyin pierced his hand and stabbed it on the skin. The black evil smoke and clouds invaded the restriction above like a tide. In a moment, the original owner's imprint was wiped out completely.

Zhong Yuan opened it and found that ninety-nine percent of the jade bottles inside were three inches high and 97 bottles. His eyes swept to the labels on the outside of the bottle, Zhu Ha, Green Phosphorus Snake, Golden-winged Centrifuge... Five-color plum, oleander, Pork Beauty... Earth lung poison, Black frost poison, Yin Fire poison...

Among these ninety-seven jade bottles, all the ones in the costumes are extremely poisonous. Only three of them can get a hundred poisons.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but secretly glad that he had not come close to the battle. Otherwise, if a bottle of poisonous gas was released, he would be afraid that he would be finished.

In addition to the jade bottle, there are some gold, silver and fine soft materials and a silk book. There are eight big words on the cover of the silk book: "The Hundred Poisons True Sutra, Li Jiuxiao Records!"

Obviously, this is a secret book handwritten by Li Jiuxiao. At that moment, Zhong Yuan couldn't wait to turn it around and found that there were a total of three magic weapons recorded in it. The first page was the Five Poisons Smoke Clouds and Miasma; the second page was the Green Blood Needle; the third page was the Hundred Poisons Cold Light Obstacle.

After reading the description above, Zhong Yuan understood that he collected the green light ball and the blood-colored needle, which was the Five Poison Smoke Cloud Miasma and the Green Blood Needle. "It seems that Li Jiuxiao collected so many poisonous saliva, poison weeds, and poison gases to refine this last type - the Hundred Poisons Cold Light Barrier! This is indeed a powerful magic weapon!"

Zhong Yuan sighed, and suddenly, he realized something was wrong. "Why do I seem to have heard of the Hundred Poisons and Cold Light Damage? It shouldn't be, the Immortal Sect I just entered!"

Suddenly, Zhong Yuan thought of his previous life, "Hundred Poisons Cold Light Barrier, Hundred Poisons True Sutra, Baiman Mountain, Xin Chenzi, aren't these all treasures, Dharmas, and people in Shu Mountain?" Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the master he worshiped, "Rongmuling and Tiangou Cliff are the temple of the Red-haired Ancestor, Hong Changbao is the disciple of the Red-haired Ancestor? Oh my God, I am a human being in the second life, and the world I came to is actually Shu Mountain?"

Zhong Yuan was shocked!

The Red-haired Ancestor, this is not a good backer! Zhong Yuan’s many memories of Shushan are very profound. The Red-haired Ancestor himself makes the Emei juniors lose face. The disciples are dead and the rebellious sentences are sentenced. His disciples will definitely be killed by others as a little devil!

"Oh my God! I just passed the heroic and righteousness, and the addiction to killing demons and eliminating demons. Why is it going to fall out in a blink of an eye? Do I want to defect now? I know a lot of places with excellent secrets and magic weapons? Although my skills are a little bad now, I can still encounter some luck if I touch too many places!"

Zhong Yuan began to think about the better, but he was a rational person after all. He understood that if he just wanted to try his luck, he would be afraid that his hope would be slim. In addition, his parents were still there and defected like this. If they were found out, they would definitely implicate them, so it was absolutely not advisable to do so.
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