"You're talking nonsense. I saw it all. That stupid old man clearly gave you four life cards." Mo Lianyun said unhappily upon hearing that.

When you go out, you always have to have some means of self-defense.

Otherwise, wouldn't you just have to run away when things get into trouble?

"You're mistaken." He Changsheng shook his head again. No matter whether the other party believed it or not, he believed it anyway.

And why did the little banshee call Li Daocun a stupid old man?

This old man is obviously a cunning thief, he is plotting to kill people without any compensation.

The little banshee is a genius at naming...what weird names are these?

"You are so stingy. You must not only care about the petty gains in front of you. If you are nice to me and follow me back to the Bai Ze tribe, how can I treat you badly?" Mo Lianyun said.

He Changsheng smiled calmly, gave the little banshee a look that showed his understanding, and then said nothing more.

"Bai Ze tribe?"

Luo Jia thought about it in some surprise. It seemed that he had never heard of such a family, but the name did not seem to be a human name.

At this time.

The battle between Li Daocun and Zhan Yang has reached a fever pitch, with both sides in a stalemate after a long battle.

A cold light flashed across Li Daocun's eyes. This guy is quite something. He is worthy of being a sect at its peak.

This kind of strength is rare in the territory of Da Qi. It seems that he has to use secret techniques to forcibly improve his cultivation.

However, this move would kill one thousand enemies but injure eight hundred of his own men, which made him hesitate. If there was any mistake, he might lose his life.

Just when Li Daocun was hesitating.

Zhan Yang's eyes flashed, and the other party seemed to be afraid of fighting.

Zhan Yang couldn't help laughing, staring at Li Daocun intently and said, "I have to admit that you are the most difficult opponent I have ever encountered.

However... you are already old and weak. If you continue to fight like this, you will definitely lose within a hundred rounds. Otherwise, you can reconsider my previous proposal. What I promised you is still valid now."

Li Daocun's face turned black and his blood pressure soared.

What does it mean to be old and weak? He is clearly in good health. Even without using the secret technique, he will not be defeated.

Forget it, let’s just use it and get it over with quickly.

"Kill you, actually..." Li Daocun sneered, but suddenly stopped talking halfway through his words.

At this time, the secret technique has been fully activated, and it only takes a moment to take action.

He didn't delay any longer and immediately seized the opportunity.

It happened in the blink of an eye.

In a flash, Li Daocun raised his hand, and the sword energy was everywhere. A sword energy that penetrated the heaven and earth and was as powerful as thunder instantly swept towards Zhan Yang.

Zhan Yang was listening attentively when he was suddenly startled by Li Daocun's actions.

Zhan Yang's mind went blank and he had no chance to react.

In an instant, his hair stood on end, his whole body shuddered, and he subconsciously gathered his spiritual power to resist hastily.

But it was too late. Zhan Yang's eyes were wide open with anger, and his body was split into two pieces in an instant.

This time he capsized in the gutter, this despicable villain!

Zhan Yang's consciousness began to dissipate, and even his soul was severely damaged, leaving him with no chance of escape.

"It's not that troublesome." Li Daocun forced a laugh and finished what he had not yet said.

This is the importance of seizing the initiative, otherwise Zhan Yang might have some similar means.

When they have cultivated to this level, they have too many magical powers and Taoist techniques.

He just wanted to catch the opponent off guard and give Zhan Yang no time to attack.

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned this. At this moment, he suddenly felt the blood rushing up all over his body and he almost stumbled and fell down.

After Zhan Yang's storage ring was put away and he died, the spiritual restriction of the storage ring also dissipated.

With a thought, Li Daocun couldn't help but reveal a long-lost smile, and even the injuries on his body didn't seem to hurt so much anymore.

The half volume of the heavenly book is also included.

Li Daocun put it away with satisfaction, stood up and returned to the flying boat.

At this time, He Changsheng had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Li Daocun returning victoriously, he immediately went to meet him.

"Master, before their souls return to the underworld, we should destroy them both physically and spiritually to avoid endless troubles. Perhaps the Divine Sword Sect has the ability to communicate with the souls of the dead!" He Changsheng suggested.

Even when he used all his strength to perceive, he could still detect a faint trace of the soul, proving that the people from the Divine Sword Sect who he had just killed had not gone far.

Li Daocun said thoughtfully: "Hmm... that makes sense."

He was a little surprised by this. He didn't expect that this kid could have such a character at such a young age.

What’s more important is that he could still think of this and wouldn’t let it go even after he died.

He had heard of similar methods of communicating with the dead, but they were not common.

However, it is better to take precautions before it happens, and the strength of the Divine Sword Sect cannot be underestimated.

Zhan Yang should be the best master under the leader of the Divine Sword Sect. Now that he died at his hands, the Divine Sword Sect might be furious.

Therefore, he had to give up the idea of ​​healing his wounds immediately, suppress the surging emotions in his body, release his spiritual sense, and begin searching for the souls of several people from the Divine Sword Sect who had just been killed within a radius of several miles.

A moment later.

Li Daocun finally killed all those wandering souls. Just looking at those remaining souls, they were completely incomparable to his spiritual thoughts.

"Disciple, please lower the flying boat first. My injuries are a bit serious now and I need to recover first." Li Daocun thought about it. The road on the flying boat was bumpy, and the key was that the spiritual power around was scattered, which was not conducive to his recovery.

It’s better to recover from your injuries first, and then it won’t be too late to continue your journey.

He was not in the mood to ask He Changsheng about the immortal cave now. Healing his wounds was the most important thing.

Neither the disciple nor the immortal cave can escape, in the end they will all be his.

He Changsheng did as he was told. He also wanted to take the opportunity to simulate it, otherwise he would always feel unsure.

Who knows what else might happen next.

Mo Lianyun on the side was quite unhappy about this. This stupid old man, why is there so much trouble?

Especially now, she still doesn't know what He Changsheng wants to do next. Their Bai Ze tribe is so good, why would they go to the Yuhua Immortal Sect?

I found a secluded place nearby.

Li Daocun gave a few brief instructions and started healing his wounds.

He has been delayed long enough just now. If he develops any chronic illness, he will be in tears.

He Changsheng directly opened the simulation. If everything went well, he could also go to the Taoist temple in Yunxia Mountain to investigate.

He vaguely felt that there was an extraordinary opportunity hidden in this.

[This simulation consumed 1370 spiritual power points... Current remaining spiritual power:.]

[At the age of eighteen, you followed Li Daocun back to the Yuhua Immortal Sect. Passing through Qingzhou, you asked Li Daocun to wait outside the city to recuperate under the pretext of delivering a letter.]

[You enter the city, and suddenly several men in white robes rush out and block your way.]