City tour of the master of cultivation

Li Xiaotian is an outside disciple of XingKong ancient sect. Of course, he is not as good as Wang Zhaoxue's inner disciple. However, his grandfather is the elder of the sect. It's only because he can't meet the hardware requirements of the inner disciple of the sect. At least he is a monk in the foundation period, so he is not an inner disciple.

But he has been stuck in practicing Qi for two years. This time he came to the auction to see if he could get cheap Zhuji pills, but he didn't want to be attacked secretly and captured.

Li Xiaotian hears something around him in a daze, so he wakes up. But when he wakes up, he finds that it's still dark. He immediately realizes that he's been blindfolded with black cloth. At this time, he can only rely on his own mind to perceive everything around, but he immediately found that his mind is not easy to use, can only rely on his original hearing and feeling to perceive the surrounding.

It seems to be a cave here, not only for him, but also for many people who can't hear their breathing. His body slightly move, but touched another person's leg, want to speak, but found that his mouth seems to be something to be sealed, can only make some whine sound out.

Kidnapping? Li Xiaotian thinks so, but feels a little inconceivable. He is a disciple of the ancient sect of XingKong, which is generally recognized as the largest sect in the ancient world of cultivating immortals. His profound foundation is far beyond the comparison of other sects. Does anyone dare to swat a fly on the tiger's head?

Li Xiaotian wants to move, but he finds that his whole body is weak and weak, but he is not tied by the rope. It seems that an invisible rope has trapped his hands and feet. It's because his meridians are blocked, and he can't even mobilize the slightest aura.

"This is the one." After a long time, the voice of a man who had been rubbing his skin with ice came to him.

"Boss, it's him. He's from the ancient sect of stars."

Li Xiaotian felt that he had been heavily hit on the ground, as if there was a person in front of him.

Heard a low slightly hoarse old voice said: "hey hey, star ancient clan, how amazing?"

The voice seems to have been heard somewhere, but it seems not. Li Xiaotian has developed a special spell of sound discrimination. This is because he was possessed by the devil when practicing martial arts, which led to his blindness for a certain period of time. I'll see you later. Therefore, under the instruction of Li Changlao, his grandfather, who is the ancient sect of XingKong, he specially practiced a spell of listening to wind and sound discrimination. As a result, his ears are much more sensitive than others.

It's a familiar voice, but I can't remember where I heard it for a moment. But one thing is for sure, this person is deliberately changing his voice, but everyone can't change his voice. For example, the voice line, for example, a specific word.

"Take off his hood." After that hoarse old voice ordered, Li Xiaotian felt a light in front of him and was taken off his black headgear.

Li Xiaotian looks at a stone chair in front of him. There is a burly black robed man with a ferocious ghost mask. However, his momentum makes Li Xiaotian understand that this is a guy whose cultivation is much higher than himself, and he has made some fake.

"Let him write!" There was a man nearby who brought the pen and paper. Li Xiaotian noticed that in addition to the one who was talking and the one who was catching him just now, there were more than ten men in black robes around him, but they didn't speak, but they gave people a cold feeling.

Li Xiaotian looks at the brush and white paper in front of him. He doesn't know what the man wants to write?

With a "brush ~" sound, the black robed man who took the pen and paper took out a sharp ox ear knife. Without saying a word, he grabbed Li Xiaotian's little finger and cut off the finger of his little finger. All of a sudden, it was bloody.

"Write as I say, otherwise, the blood will coagulate, and then cut the other finger." Hoarse old voice cold and heartless said.

"Grandfather, help me! I was kidnapped. According to what they said, the ransom is one million pieces of Zhongpin Lingshi. If I don't deliver the ransom to them within a week, I will be torn! Finally, you can draw a mark that your grandfather can know is you. Do you understand? "

Li Xiaotian has just felt that the hand of the black robed man who grabs his finger next to him is as cold as a corpse, and the hoarse voice has said enough. He finally wants to understand who the other party is. Therefore, he did not dare to disobey and wrote down what he had just said according to this voice. In the end, Li Xiaotian drew his own unique mark, which seemed to be a mess. However, this mess was very particular, because Li Zhengdao, Li Xiaotian's grandfather, had been a lone robber for a period of time before he joined the star ancient sect. Therefore, he did a lot of research on secret notes and taught all his special secret notes to his relatives Li Xiaotian, grandson.

The black man handed the paper to the big man, who looked at it, nodded and said, "take this paper and his broken finger, and let someone send it out."Someone used a box to hold blackmail and severed fingers, and soon left. And Li Xiaotian was blindfolded with black headgear and pushed into the cave next to him. Then Li Xiaotian heard that the black robed people dragged another person out. After a little while, I heard a scream. After a while, the man was dragged back.

Then another person was dragged away. Maybe he had something to do with Li Xiaotian. Some people even screamed. They were beaten and tortured because they didn't want to write blackmail letters.

On the third day when Li Xiaotian felt that he was dark, no one came into the cave to drag them, and a total of 56 people were kidnapped in this place. Li Xiaotian only hopes that his grandfather can see his drawing sign and save himself as soon as possible. Unfortunately, he didn't know where he was. Fortunately, he guessed the identity of the other party cleverly.

While Li Xiaotian was waiting for his grandfather to save himself, more than ten sects, families and gangs in the ancient world of Xiuxian almost received a blackmail letter with almost the same content at the same time. The blackmail letter was written with human blood, accompanied by this severed finger.

Soon, the people in these sects confirmed that they were their own disciples. They were kidnapped and threatened to write a blackmail letter with a large amount of one million Zhongpin Lingshi. Who is this? How dare you hijack your own disciples? What makes those sects even more angry is that not only their own families, but many have received blackmail letters at the same time.

Li Zhengdao of XingKong guzong also received a blackmail letter. Of course, he knew his own grandson's notes and the half finger. "The thief is bold!" Li Zhengdao used to be a lone robber with a very irascible temperament. Although he has been practicing for a hundred years now, his temper has not changed much.

Soon, Li Zhengdao discovered his own grandson Li Xiaotian's painting. He looked at the painting in surprise, and without saying a word, he found Wang Yiran, the leader of XingKong ancient clan. Wang Yiran's cultivation is not the highest among the sects, but the one with the most powerful magic. Otherwise, the rebellious elders of XingKong ancient sect would not be able to be defeated.

"Suzerain, something's wrong. My grandson Li Xiaotian has been kidnapped."

"Mr. Li, I've also received information. It seems that people from other sects have been kidnapped and blackmailed."

"Yes? Lord, I think I know who did it. "

"Oh? Who is it? "

"It's made by people from baijimen. The leader should be Zhang laocai, the old devil."

Wang Yiran was surprised when he heard Li Zhengdao say so. He pondered for a moment and asked, "Mr. Li, if you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense. It may cause disputes in the world of cultivating immortals."

"We've all been riding on our necks to shit. Can't we just bear it all the time? Hehe, you haven't seen what baijimen people have done these years, haven't you? If they are allowed to do so, sooner or later they will attack us. Now, I'm afraid they just want to give us a bad impression. My grandson, Li Xiaotian, is not a big man. He will die when he dies. However, we have lost our face. "

"Li Changlao, don't be impatient. What evidence do you have?"

"There's evidence, of course. Please have a look. " Then Li Chang hands the blackmail note to Wang Yiran. Wang Yiran looks at it for a long time and doesn't see any fame, so he turns his eyes to Li Zhengdao.

"Lord, you should know something about my old Li. It's like a chaotic picture, but it's a special secret of our family. Only our Li family knows the meaning of it. There are a few words mentioned here. There are five words: puppet, human, Zhang, Bai and Ji. Can there be any school with puppet? Zhang, besides the greedy man Zhang laocai, who else can drive out such a dirty business? "

"Li Changlao, are you sure?"

"Of course."

"Well, this matter can be big or small. We should consult with several of our allies to see what we should do next."

"Time doesn't wait for me. I'm afraid that old fortune will really take advantage of it."

Wang Yiran waved his hand and said, "don't worry, I've sent someone to invite them. When it's time, Li Changlao wants to explain this matter."