When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

The monk's intuition is always very keen, even if he doesn't know what is in the porcelain vase, Zhu Baiyi instinctively feels some repulsion. She didn't open the porcelain bottle to check, but held the bottle and took a closer look, then continued to ask: "Why did you destroy this altar?"

The Great Elder paused, the hidden expectations in his eyes were shattered, and he replied without thinking: "You saw it just now, this altar does not spare even the soul, it is not a good thing. We were all tricked into going to the island, think If you want to leave, you have to destroy this altar first. I just want to get away with my disciples, what's wrong?"

What he said was too natural, and there was no clue in his expression, it didn't look like he was lying.

Zhu Baiyi stared at the Great Elder twice, and then turned his gaze to the shark beside him. The merman froze immediately, and hurriedly said: "No, before the altar is activated, you can leave anytime you want!" After a pause, he said: "You can leave even now, but if the sacrifice is interrupted, the seal will come out." Question. What are the consequences... I think you should know it too."

When the Great Elder heard the word seal, there seemed to be a flash of light in the bottom of his eyes. It was a slight reaction, but it failed to escape the eyes of the Mahayana monk—he obviously knew something, but he just pretended not to know.

This old guy is obviously also a master of disguise, the kind who tells lies without guilt.

Zhu Baiyi has the blood to suppress the sharks, so it is easy to tell whether the other party is lying or not. Since the merman never lied, the one who lied was naturally the Great Elder, and her eyes became dangerous: "Since the Great Elder is unwilling to tell the truth, then I don't need to listen to it anymore. You heard it too, the activation of the altar cannot Stop, it's just right to use you to fill the altar now."

After she finished speaking, the two Scarlet Blood Sect disciples didn't need to order, they raised the Great Elder again and threw him on the altar. He could even feel that his body was already in the air, and a great sense of crisis swept over his body instantly.

"Wait!" After being captured, the Great Elder's cultivation base was restrained, and he couldn't escape, so he had to shout.

Fortunately, those two disciples of the Red Blood Sect were not really stupid. Hearing this, they grabbed the hem of the drooping clothes of the Great Elder and dragged him back. Then I heard one of them say with a hippie smile: "Great Elder, if you want to talk, say it well, it's not good to always lie."

The Great Elder's face was ashen. On the one hand, he was frightened, and on the other hand, he was also angry - think about when he was treated like this by a junior? At another time and another place, if this person dared to talk to him like this, he would be able to kill him with a single slap. But it can't work now, others have to bow their heads under the eaves, and can only hold their breath to save their lives.

Zhu Baiyi seemed impatient, and asked again: "Why did you destroy this altar?"

The Great Elder regretted his life, held back for a long time, and finally told the truth: "I came here at the order of the suzerain, and the purpose is to destroy this place." After speaking, before Zhu Baiyi asked, he explained: "I don't know the suzerain Where did the news come from, but this trip was not for treasure hunting in the first place."

Zhu Baiyi was a little surprised when he heard this—in terms of background, he is also one of the four sects of magic, and the Red Blood Sect is no worse than the Jiuyou Sect. As the suzerain, the information that everyone can grasp should not be much different. However, she herself knows nothing about the news of the deep sea. Why is the Sect Master Jiuyou so special, knowing that there is an altar here?

Is it the result of a divination calculation? Thinking of this, Zhu Baiyi subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and soon found a group of conspicuous bald heads in the crowd. The old monk Huineng has recovered long ago, and he is reciting sutras with his eyes closed at this moment.

Just at this time, after reading the scriptures once, Hui Neng probably noticed Zhu Baiyi's gaze, and Huineng raised his eyes and looked over.

Zhu Baiyi looked away, and was not in a hurry to ask the old monk to prove something. She looked at the Great Elder again, and continued the previous topic and asked: "Destroy the altar, and then?"

Now that the Great Elder had spoken, he had nothing to hide, and glanced at the merman next to him: "Then kill him."

When the merman heard this, the scales on his tail exploded, and he cursed: "I knew you had no good intentions, you old ghost! That altar was forged by my merman clan with countless lives. You still want to kill me and exterminate the family! Pooh, the destruction of the family, such a big karma is in your body, you are really not afraid that the thunder will knock you out of your wits..."

The Nine Nether Sect cultivates with the spirit of ghosts, and thunder is the best way to overcome ghosts. Therefore, there are not a few people in the Nine Nether Sect who died under the thunder disaster in the past. Someone as cultivated as the Great Elder has been hacked several times, and every time he narrowly escaped death, he still has lingering fears when he thinks of Jielei.

However, the strange thing is that Zhu Baiyi didn't see the slightest fear on his face when the merman mentioned Jielei this time, as if he didn't take the Jielei that he feared so much anymore...Is it because he doesn't know how powerful it is? surely not! Is that because he feels that he will not raise his level again? Obviously not. He may just be sure that he will not experience thunderstorms again.

The last thought appeared in Zhu Baiyi's mind. It was a bit inexplicable, but the impression was extremely deep. It's just that she couldn't think of it for a while, how to avoid thunder disaster while improving her realm.

On the contrary, some small secret realms are isolated from the secrets of heaven, and there is no thunder disaster in the secret realms, but if you can hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime.

Vaguely, it seemed that a certain idea had surfaced in her heart, but she instinctively pushed it back before it even popped up. She looked at the two who were arguing again, her eyes were gloomy, and she suddenly ordered: "Search all his storage equipment."

The two disciples of the Scarlet Blood Sect obeyed their orders and acted immediately. After a lot of pulling and pulling, the results were remarkable - the storage ring, the storage jade pendant, the storage belt, these were all routine operations, and the two even pulled out a storage ring from the foot of the great elder. socks! Not to mention the smell of the storage equipment worn on the feet, more importantly, it is inconvenient to use, and I don't know what the elder thinks.

The two people who searched couldn't say a word, but they still put all these in a pile, and then reminded Zhu Baiyi who turned his back. The latter glanced back, and his eyes fell on the storage socks, showing two points of disgust, and then said lightly: "Okay, throw him up."

Throwing it up naturally means throwing it up on the altar.

The Great Elder was stunned, he thought to himself that he knew a lot of news, even the interrogation would not happen for a while, even the quarrel with the Merman was just to delay the time. But why is this "Elder Qi" in front of him so unreasonable? Obviously there are still many things that he didn't have time to ask, and he didn't have time to say, why did this end before it even started? !

Perhaps it was too shocking, until he was thrown into the air again, the Great Elder came back to his senses and shouted: "Wait, wait, I still know a lot of news, and I still have a lot to say..."

But this time, no one pulled him back, and he was thrown onto the altar with a "bang".

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Zhu Baiyi is a straightforward person. Although the Great Elder did know a lot of news, it would be a pity to just give up, but she understood that the most urgent task right now was the half-finished sacrifice in front of her.

The Great Elder's cultivation base is not low, but no matter what, he is only one person, and the effect of sacrificing him is not as good as expected.

Zhu Baiyi's eyes swept over the shark, who immediately backed away with his fish tail fluttering "噗噐": "No, I have to preside over the sacrifice once every hundred years, you can't sacrifice now I!"

Seeing his cowardice, Zhu Baiyi withdrew his gaze rather speechlessly, and then everyone backed away from him—this was an uninterrupted sacrifice, and before everyone had the intention to separate camps and push others to die. But now that there is a Mahayana monk sitting in town, there is no room for everyone to argue, after all, it is impossible for everyone present to beat each other even if they are tied together.

The disciples of the Righteous Way were especially heavy in their hearts. After all, that Mahayana period elder was an elder of the Demonic Way, and nine out of ten he wanted to push the Righteous Way monks to die. On Zhengdao's side, there is still a supervisor, but it's a pity that the supervisor is still young, and he probably won't be able to beat him.

The scene was a little tense for a while, Zhu Baiyi didn't give much attention to the retreat of the crowd.

She walked straight to the pile of storage equipment, and because the owner was out of his wits, the brand marks on it had been removed. So she unleashed her spiritual sense to search one by one, and found the cultivation resources, the array talisman, and some magic tools that would make one feel evil at a glance. It's just that these were not her goals, and in the end she had to set her sights on the storage sock...

Really disgusted, Zhu Baiyi finally ordered the two Red Blood Sect disciples: "You pour out everything in that sock."

The corners of the two disciples twitched, obviously disgusted, but they had to obey orders. After a while, there was a pile of messy things in front of the two of them, and the storage sock was completely emptied.

It has to be said that the great elder has accumulated a lot over the years, and the things hidden in the socks are all treasures. However, as the master of a sect, Zhu Baiyi was in the Mahayana period, so he didn't pay attention to these things. She searched with her eyes, and finally landed on an inconspicuous scroll. She reached out and sucked the scroll into her palm.

Everyone saw this scene, but no one dared to ask even though they were curious. In the end, Jiang Mo stepped forward and asked, "What is this?"

Zhu Baiyi didn't avoid her either. He pulled the scroll and unfolded it, only to see that the scroll of unknown material was painted with complex patterns. The "illiterate" tiger couldn't understand it at all, so he could only look at Zhu Baiyi eagerly, but the latter said frankly: "It's a teleportation scroll."

This word is not unfamiliar, but Jiang Mo's eyes widened in surprise when he heard it - she has traveled here for more than 80 years, and this is the first time she has heard of such a thing as a teleportation scroll. In fact, this world of self-cultivation is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. Not only are there not so many teleportation scrolls that are easy to carry, but there are not many teleportation arrays. Most monks rely on spirit boats or even imperial swords to travel.

Xu saw Jiang Mo's surprise, and Zhu Baiyi explained a few words: "The method of making the teleportation scroll has long been lost. I don't know how long this one has been passed down. But if there is no such thing as a way out, that person Most of the elders will not come to the deep sea."

Jiang Mo's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he immediately showed a look of surprise.