"If I didn't owe Ge Laogui a favor, I would never accept this deal."

After placing the purple talisman on the table, the old man spoke.

"Ge Xian?"

Chen Luo was a little surprised. After being out of the emperor's tomb for so long, he finally heard news from his old friend.

"That old guy is a big swindler. He even schemed against my only best friend."

The old man muttered.

But even though he complained, the old man was not vague about his actions.

After sticking the purple talisman on the table, he went to the other side, where there were all kinds of things, such as a compass, a bronze mirror, and a wooden sword. As these things emerged, the feeling of being watched like a shadow gradually faded.

This made Chen Luo's eyes flash with surprise.

He had tried many methods before, and even Zhao Qi's second brother couldn't cut off that trace of prying breath, so he didn't know how this old man did it.

"What a loss! What a huge loss!"

"Where is Senior Ge now?"

"How would I know where that old man has gone? He's running around the world now, and I don't know what he's planning."

When Ge Xian was mentioned, the old man immediately showed a gnashing-teeth expression on his face.

I guess I really suffered a loss at the hands of Ge Xian.

"What is the big trouble you're talking about?"

"It's hard to say. It's hard to say. That old man is already a real immortal. As long as your name is mentioned, he will feel it."

The old man spoke while busying himself. Under his arrangement, the secret room was soon filled with various kinds of magic tools. These magic tools were of various types, ranging from the lowest level first-level talisman paper to the highest level ninth-level magic tools.

Without exception, all of them are of magic weapon grade.

There is a huge difference between spiritual tools and magic tools, the most obvious of which is spirituality. Magic tools with spirituality are called spiritual tools. Spiritual tools are generally stronger than magic tools, which is common sense in the world of immortal cultivation. But there are also some special ones, such as the magic tools that the old man took out.

They may be very weak individually, but when combined together, they can burst out with power far beyond that of magic weapons, which even spiritual weapons cannot compare to.

“So amazing?”

"Of course it's amazing! The waters of this world of immortal cultivation are very deep! How long have you lived? How long have those people lived?"

The old man checked the house impatiently, and after making sure that nothing was missing, he took out a palm-sized copper coin sword from his sleeve with a painful look on his face and hung it at the door with a red rope.

"There really is someone who can refine a ninth-level magical weapon."

Chen Luo looked at the copper coin sword hanging at the door and was very surprised.

There are nine levels of magic tools, which are further divided into four levels: primary, intermediate, advanced, and top. Primary and intermediate magic tools are the most common, and advanced and top magic tools are rarely made. Because if there are these materials, they must have been used to make spiritual tools long ago.

But the old man is different. He has so many things in his hands, all of them are magical weapons.

There is not a single spiritual weapon.

"What do you know? Spiritual things are not safe. Spiritual things have independent consciousness, and independent consciousness will betray." After hanging up the copper coin sword, the old man returned to sit down opposite Chen Luo.

Boom boom boom.

There was suddenly a knock on the door.

"Ancestor, who are you talking to?"

The voices came from the two gatekeepers. Chen Luo frowned and subconsciously prepared to scold them, but the old man made a move to silence them before he could.

"Don't answer. This is not a human voice."

This time the old man used voice transmission.

Bang bang bang!

The knocking on the door continued, changing from the previous tentative sound to fierce banging, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Old Ancestor, please open the door quickly. If you don't open it, I will bang on it."

This time Chen Luo also noticed the problem. The two gatekeepers outside would never dare to talk to him like that. After Tang Hai's cleansing, the internal rules of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect were very strict. If Tang Hai noticed this kind of behavior of insubordination, he would be expelled from the sect.

"What's that outside?"

"It's a strange monster."

The little old man suddenly grinned, revealing his fangs.

A strange smile hung on his face, which was completely different from his previous expression. It was as if he was looking at prey.

BANG!!

A hand suddenly appeared behind him, pressed the back of his head and pressed him onto the table.

With a "crack", the stone slab broke into two pieces.

The old man was pressed to the ground by this hand.

The figure of Qiu Yuan walked out silently from behind, and Zhao Qi's puppet appeared with him. These two brothers were the two most perfect corpse puppets in Chen Luo's hands, and they usually followed him all the time.

“Ahem.”

The dust settled and the old man struggled to sit up.

The bloody face was full of anger.

"What are you doing? How can you hit your own people?!"

'No hostility.'

Sensing the judgment given by Brother Changqing in the external brain, Chen Luo smiled again.

"Sorry, I'm used to it! Please continue."

"That thing outside is a strange monster. Have you heard of the Strange Monster List? The guy outside is the second top evil creature 'Wuxiang' on the Strange Monster List." When Wuxiang was mentioned, the expression on the old man's face became weird again, and Qiu Yuan, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

But this time the old man reacted and avoided the enemy's hand in advance.

"Same trick on me."

Bang!

The smug expression on the old man's face had not yet disappeared, and the other hand pressed on the back of his head. The same position, the same force, smashed him back to the ground for the second time, this time it was Zhao Qi who did it. As a corpse immortal who crossed the threshold of immortals and mortals, Zhao Qi's strength was more than one level higher than Qiu Yuan. Although the old man was on guard, he was still not enough in front of Zhao Qi.

“You you you!!”

The old man was furious.

This restricted area of ​​the Emperor's Tomb was indeed in conflict with him. Not only did Old Man Ge try to trick him, but even this little devil was so difficult to deal with.

"Tell me the purpose of your coming here."

Chen Luo waved his hand, interrupting the old man's impotent rage.

He believed that Ge Xian must have his own purpose in arranging this old man here.

"I came here to help."

The old man muttered, looked back at the two dark-faced men standing behind him, and suppressed the grumble that was about to come out of his mouth, turning it into an unwilling mutter. This little guy was completely different from the "weak" image described by Ge Xian. Not only was he strong, he was also accompanied by a group of strong men.

With such strength, there is no need for me to come and protect him.

"If I hadn't confirmed this, you would have died just now." Chen Luo did not lie.

With Zhao Qi's strength, if he hadn't held back, the old man would have died. A half-awakened corpse immortal had almost no rivals in the world of immortal cultivation.

"You exposed your aura once before, do you remember?"

The old man's expression became serious. The injuries on his face were visibly recovering. An old monster who could be friends with Ge Xian could not be a simple character.

"That time you exposed your aura, it disrupted Old Ge's plan and made that old man set his sights on you."

"Demon Immortal, or Sword Immortal?"

Chen Luo didn't bother to beat around the bush with him and asked directly.

When Wang Lin of the Ancient Sword Sect told him about these secrets, he mentioned these two immortals and said that they were the two most fundamental forces in the current world of immortal cultivation. If they could sense it just by mentioning their names, they should have been detected last time, not this time.

"magic."

The old man raised his eyebrows, as if he was calculating something. After a moment, he made sure there was no problem before giving a response.

"That's a good code name. Who told you that?"

"A friend."

"The Demon Immortal and we are mortal enemies. His position is incompatible with ours, and we are destined to fight to the death. You have the aura of a lot of predecessors on you. If you are discovered by him, he will definitely not let you go." Having said this, the old man glanced at Zhao Qi and Chou Yuan behind him.

"Although you have some adventures and secrets, a true immortal is not as simple as you think."

"Whose side are we on?"

Chen Luo interrupted the old man's story and couldn't help but ask.

He didn't expect that he would be dragged into the confrontation between the two major forces before he even left the house. This feeling was very bad, and made him feel like he was being pushed around.

"Of course it's the restricted area."

The old man spoke as if he knew what Chen Luo was thinking.

"Where we are born has already determined our position. It's like a secular country. You become a part of this country the moment you are born. Even if you betray and surrender to the other side, you will not be trusted or reused."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Chen Luo, and seeing that he did not refute, he continued.

"Our forbidden zone lineage and the traitor lineage had a conflict thousands of years ago, and many of our predecessors died in that rebellion."

"I heard that the entire cultivation world is divided into two factions. Behind each of these factions stands two immortals, one is the Demon Immortal, and the other is the Sword Immortal."

"That's true. We have some friendship with the Sword Immortal. He can barely be considered to be on our side."

The old man nodded to confirm this statement.

"What's going on with the alliance between Evernight Valley and the Underworld?"

"The schemes of a few people with ulterior motives and a group of idiots who were exploited." The old man said this and stopped.

There was still knocking on the stone door outside.

The sound at the door also became distorted, like the howling of ghosts and wolves. The copper coin sword hanging at the door was shaken left and right, and the light in the secret room also shook like an oil lamp.

"Old Ge asked me to come here because he was afraid that you would fall into this guy's trap. This ghost thing has very strange methods. If you talk to him, you will be dragged to the 'Formless Space'. There is no world suppression there, and the old guy who is isolated from the world of cultivation can attack you openly."

"How strong is the Demon Immortal?"

Chen Luo glanced in the direction of the cave and suddenly asked.

Whether it was Ge Xian or the old man in front of him, their understanding of themselves was still at the level when they fought with the Winged Ancestor last time. That is, they were at the initial stage of the Tribulation, and could deal with the weakest 19th Heaven Tribulation Mahayana.

But Chen Luo's true strength had already changed. (End of this chapter)