Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 173. 174. Buying a Murderer

Contestant No. 421, a Sanxian, looked at the announced list, and had the first match with Mo Xian, No. 67. He was eager to get Fusang's mulberries, but he had no confidence, although his skills were well-known among casual cultivators.There is one rule that makes him more at ease, that is, it is not allowed to beat people to death on stage, otherwise he will be disqualified.

The opponent is Mo Xian. He remembers that as long as he enters the top 135, his luck is not so bad!He had to go back and prepare to defeat this man named Mo Xian.

After he had seen it, he returned to his camp. He was not qualified to live in a post house. He just found a place nearby, built a hut, and arranged a simple formation around him. He had just returned to his temporary residence. At this time Someone came to the door.

"Cui Linhai, are you Cui Linhai?" a guard-like person asked.

"I'm Cui Linhai, who are you?" Cui Linhai's eyes flashed a little puzzled.

"Your number is 421?" The visitor asked again.

"Yes, what can I do?"

"Do you want to get mulberries from Fusang?"

"What should I do to get Fusang's mulberries?" Cui Linhai knew that there is no such thing as free steamed buns, and he was a smart man.

"Very good! You just need to kill the opponent in the game."

"What, isn't this a way out?" Cui Linhai called out.

The guard took out a jade box and a long needle wrapped with two kinds of green and black gases from his bosom, and from time to time there were flames, and said: "This jade box contains mulberries, and this soul-killing needle will also It's yours, as long as you kill Mo Xian, these things will be yours, the reason you participated in the group arena is for the mulberry, you may not get it, but as long as you promise, the mulberry will be yours!"

Cui Linhai's eyes burst into intense desire, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "What if I don't agree?"

"I think your Excellency will be a smart person. Don't you agree? You said you can get out of Fusang Island."

"Okay, I promise, you leave the things, and I want to improve my strength."

"Shuangkuai, here is a jade proverb, which contains the practice of the real fire of the sun and how to control the soul-killing needle. Since you agree, my lord is a refreshing person."

"Then... I'm going to start preparing, so I won't entertain you." Cui Linhai just wanted to ask who his master is, but he swallowed his words, and it was better not to ask, "Don't worry, I will Pretend it didn't happen."

"Well, you are a smart man." After the guard finished speaking, he went home and left. After turning a few turns, his face began to change, and he became a stranger. will recognize.

Cui Linhai sat quietly for a while, and settled his mind. Although he was very curious, he could imagine that Mo Xian had offended some powerful force. It seemed that he was one of the three sects and thirteen islands. It was very good!A person who has no heart meets a person who has a heart, and he dare not kill himself, but he can kill him, Mo Xian, you are going to blame me. On the road of cultivating immortals, everyone will seize the opportunity, and you are my opportunity.

Cui Linhai activated the protective circle around him, took out the jade box, and looked at the purple-red mulberry, like agate, it would be more effective if refined into a elixir, but it is not easy for a casual practitioner to refine it into a elixir. Especially this kind of genius and earthly treasure, if you put it on your body, once the news is leaked, it will often lead to the disaster of killing people, it is better to take it, although the effect of the medicine is not good, but it is enough.

He first looked at Yuzhen with his spiritual sense, and it really was the practice of the real fire of the sun and the sacrifice of the soul-killing needle.

He carefully put the mulberry into his mouth. Although he knew that the mulberry was very cool, he felt like a piece of burning coal. A heat went down the esophagus. He felt a coolness in his body, but he felt a fiery glow in his consciousness. Running away, he seemed to hear the cry of the Golden Crow in his ears. A big sun was slowly rising in front of him, and a three-legged crow appeared in the middle of the day. Gradually, the Golden Crow filled his field of vision. He even felt that he was the Golden Crow, bathed in raging flames. Sitting on the cushion, three feet of flames suddenly shot out from his body, the clothes on his body and the cushion burst into flames, and even the thatched hut was on fire. Fortunately, he had a presence outside the house, and there was a fog at this time, so he was not seen by others.

He opened his eyes, his body was naked, he thought about it, and hurriedly took out a suit of clothes from the Qiankun bag, and saw that the ground within three feet of where he was sitting was as if it had melted, and he was overjoyed.

The hut was no longer there, and he took out the soul-killing needle from the Qiankun bag. The needle was covered with miniature talismans, and the green and black smoke accompanied the fire. He dared not grab it with his hands. , this kind of blood refining method is the fastest, once the blood is immersed, the soul-killing needle quickly becomes brighter, and the talisman lights up, flowing like water waves, sucking green and black smoke into it.

The needle was suspended in front of him, spinning rapidly, every time it turned, a stream of different light rays appeared on the surface, after three rotations, the needle turned into a void and fell into his body.

This is a magic weapon, and it is very sinister. Once the needle is hit, the soul will be tortured immediately. Cui Linhai further doubts whether Mo Xian has done something to make one of the three sects and thirteen islands hate him so much, he must be killed .

On the open space on the island, there are 36 arenas standing, none of which existed yesterday. This is a magic weapon, a magic weapon of the Sanshan sect, a treasure handed down by the seniors of the Sanshan sect. This senior likes refining weapons and has a deep understanding of the laws of space. Feeling that there are few arenas in the Sanshan sect, and the disciples cannot communicate with each other, they took 36 Tiangangs and refined 36 arenas. The number can be controlled at will, from one to 36. When not in use, it is only the size of a palm, but it can accommodate thousands of people in the competition. Look, there is a small space inside, but from the outside, it is only about the size of an acre.

The Sanshan Sect specially used this treasure to form a competition venue, and everyone poured in, but none of the thirteen island masters of the three sects were present, and only their elders and others came, sitting on their seats, looking up at the entire thirty arenas , the others are divided into two categories, one is the contestants, and the other is the audience, each watching in front of the arena they are interested in.

Mo Xian is in the second round, located in the No. 31 ring. The match started at the time, and when the time came, No. 1 to 36 and their respective opponents jumped onto the ring, each showing their magical powers. It is amazing that there seems to be an invisible edge on the edge of the ring. People can enter and exit the border, but magical powers cannot go beyond the thunder pool. No matter what kind of spells the two people cast on the stage, they don't have to worry about hurting the innocent audience in the audience.

The applause came one after another, and everyone on the stage also showed their special abilities. Mo Xian watched for a while, and the level of participation in the competition was between Foundation Establishment and Golden Core. There were relatively few Golden Core monks, and most of them were condensed Tiangang. In terms of realm , the difference is not big, everyone's combat power and experience play a decisive role.

Even Golden Core cultivators have just entered Golden Core. Although they have an advantage over Foundation Establishment cultivators within the third rank of Golden Core, some of them are good at fighting, and some are even better than ordinary Golden Core cultivators. Generally speaking, it is relatively fair.

Half an hour later, the first match was over. Although many monks were injured, none of them died.

An elder announced the start of the second round. Mo Xian stepped onto the 31st ring slowly, but Cui Linhai leaped onto the ring with a long stride.

When he arrived in the arena, Mo Xian found out that the inside is very vast, no less than a mile away, from the outside, the inside is only a few feet, Mo Xian secretly praised that the technique of Taiyu must have been used inside, Mo Xian even wanted to sit in it and have a good time Experience how the space inside works at once.

The referee said "begin" and left the arena. There were only two people left in the arena. The audience seemed far away. Mo Xian cupped his hands and said, "Please!"

Feeling that the other party had a murderous intent, he couldn't help frowning. The other party showed the killing intent unintentionally. Could it be that the other party didn't know the rules, or was the other party's killing intent usually compelling.

The other party also bowed his hand: "Please!"

So he took the initiative to attack, without even probing, a sword light directly hit Mo Xian, and what was even more sinister was that his sword light was very fierce, but it covered him and secretly released the soul-killing needle, which was a move that took people's lives. Mo Xian is very sensitive to information, so he felt a trace of green-black ghost flashing towards him in the strong and dazzling sword light. The speed was extremely fast. Even after Mo Xian trained his body, his speed had reached the Nascent Soul level, and he was very surprised. , a gleam of dim brilliance came later, and Mo Xian had an intuition that he couldn't touch it.

He took a sharp step to the side, punched out, the needle whizzed past, and hit the side of the needle with a punch, the needle collapsed and flew ten feet away, but drew a dark arc of dark light, and continued to fly towards Mo Xian .

At this moment, his sword was approaching, and with Mo Xian's thought, the Yin Talisman sword flew up behind him like a flash of light. After cutting off the light of the sword at once, a sword came out horizontally, and the soul-killing needle just arrived. Unexpectedly, it didn't cut off, and collapsed again.

From outsiders' point of view, the two exchanged a quick move, Cui Linhai flew the sword, but Mo Xian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but returned the sword horizontally, the people watching were a little puzzled, the needle light was too dim, They didn't find out.

Cui Linhai shook his body slightly, his flying sword broke, and he also suffered the backlash. He realized that Mo Xian was indeed not simple. The Golden Crow, the Golden Crow sang, and with a flap of its wings, the real fire of the sun was like an avalanche, and in a blink of an eye the entire arena became a sea of ​​flames.

"The sun is really hot!" Some of the onlookers were knowledgeable and immediately shouted. They had a question in their minds, since they had cultivated the sun, why did they come to compete for the mulberry.

Cui Linhai was still not at ease, an iron seal appeared in his hand, sacrificed in the air, the iron seal suddenly became bigger, in Mo Xian's eyes, it was even as big as a mountain, and in the eyes of the audience, when the iron seal appeared, the entire arena was under his shadow Down, smashed down hard.

Everyone also saw that this was not a competition, but a direct killing. They even suspected that the two were life and death enemies.

Mo Xian was in the fire, with a sneer on his face, no matter how much he stayed still, he could see that the situation was wrong, that day Qian Xuzi not only told him the real fire of samadhi, but also the real water of Tianyi, which had been warmed in the orifice, and he moved.

(End of this chapter)