Chapter 483 The Plague God Comes to Your Door

Congyunhai, an uninhabited island.

Sikong Yi and Baili Chen looked around carefully, and after making sure that no one was following them, they entered the hidden cave they had built.

The place inside is not big and very simple.

But being in the middle of it, Sikong Yi felt particularly at ease.

The clone Baili Chen stood at the entrance, cautious and alert.

The real Sikong Yi, however, was completely relaxed, lying on the bed, thinking about future plans.

"If my guess is correct, the strange phenomenon in the center of the sea of ​​clouds should be the precursor to the appearance of the Cloud Water Palace."

"The Cloud and Water Diagram is in this relic."

"One hundred thousand contribution points."

A glimmer of desire flashed across Sikong Yi's eyes.

However, soon after, some hesitation emerged.

"There should be a successor alive in Yunshui Palace. If I go there pretending to be a disciple and get discovered by him..."

When he thought of this, Sikong Yi felt a little depressed.

Some time ago, the clone who was practicing "Dinghai Divine Sword" suddenly sensed that somewhere in Cong Yunhai, there was another person practicing this technique.

You know, this golden elixir technique was obtained by him from the remains of the disciples of Yunshui Tiangong back then.

In this world, no one else should know about this except him.

But this kind of thing happened.

His first reaction at that time was that there were still descendants of Yunshui Tiangong alive.

Originally he wanted to follow his feeling, but he also wanted to check a few things.

Unexpectedly, the closer we got to the destination, the more uneasy we felt.

If you go there, there is only one way to go: death!

After coming to this conclusion, Sikong Yi was so frightened that he fled immediately.

Come to think of it, with thousands of years of inheritance and heritage, how could a mere Qi Refining cultivator like him be able to match it?

After escaping by chance, Sikong Yi could not sleep or eat well, for he was afraid that the other party would follow the inspiration of his fellow practitioner and come to him.

"Although the Golden Elixir Technique is precious, it is nothing compared to my life."

After hesitating for a long time, he temporarily gave up the Dinghai Sword's skills, leaving only the pure cultivation in his dantian.

Affected by this, the combat power of the clone dropped significantly.

He has become more cautious in his actions during this period.

Do not go out unless necessary, and try to stay in the Tianxuan Mirror and this secret cave.

And now, as the day of the opening of Yunshui Palace approaches, his mind is slowly becoming active.

"One hundred thousand contribution points, one hundred thousand contribution points..."

He kept murmuring to himself, and slowly, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes.

"That old turtle Taiyi is not in his right mind. I will rush to him as soon as possible. Then I will rebuild the Dinghai Divine Sword, disguise myself as a disciple of the Yunshui Heavenly Palace, and steal the Yunshui Tulu."

"After leaving Yunshui Heavenly Palace, I will quickly transform my cultivation and go to Tianxuan Mirror to claim the reward. This way, even if the successor finds something wrong and wants to look for me, it should be too late."

"All I have to do is be faster than him."

"Fortune and honor are sought in danger!"

Having made up his mind, Sikong Yi heaved a long sigh of relief and was about to have a good sleep to recharge his energy before the adventure.

But suddenly I noticed some movement coming from the entrance of the cave.

Sikong Yi's face changed suddenly, he quickly stood up and went to the entrance.

Be on high alert with your clone.

"Is Daoist Fellow Baili here?"

This one sentence made Sikong Yi's heart rise to his throat.

"Who is it? How does he know my identity? And how does he know about this cave?"

In an instant, many figures appeared in Sikong Yi's mind.

But he rejected them all.

Sikong Yi and Baili Chen narrowed their eyes and did not answer. Instead, they took out magic tools from their storage rings and gathered their strength in secret.

Seeing no response, the voice outside said again: "Haha, Daoist Fellow Baili, don't worry, I have no ill intentions."

"I came here uninvited this time just for the 100,000 contribution points of the Yunshui Tulu."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Yi was so shocked that he almost lost his grip on the magic weapon in his hand and it fell out of his hand.

His expression kept changing, and after thinking for a long time, he finally spoke.

Controlling the clone, he deliberately used a hoarse voice and asked, "What do you mean?"

The other party smiled and said, "Brother Baili, don't pretend to be stupid. Do you really think that no one in the world knows the origin of the [Dinghai Divine Sword] except you?"

Finally confirming that the other party was not being mysterious, Sikong Yi was silent for a long time, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do? That's what you said." The other party sneered, "Of course you want to get a piece of the pie. One hundred thousand contribution points, who wouldn't be jealous."

After learning the other party's purpose, Sikong Yi felt relieved.

After thinking for a long time, he finally opened the entrance ban, and the original body and the clone walked out together back to back.

Blocking the entrance to the cave was a middle-aged monk of plain appearance.

He had a goatee on his chin and a thin face.

"Don't be so nervous, I don't mean any harm. My name is Han Wuyou!" The middle-aged monk bowed and smiled slightly.

"Just say what you want to say!" Seeing that the other party was only in the late stage of Qi Refining, Sikong Yi was not so nervous anymore.

After a confrontation and communication between the three, Sikong Yi understood the whole story.

It turned out that it was the Dinghai Sword that his clone had used to fight with someone before, and was happened to be secretly seen by this person.

Although Han Wuyou's cultivation level was not high, he had extensive knowledge and had read many classics.

He actually recognized this martial art as coming from Yunshui Palace.

Recently, the unusual scene in the center of Congyun Sea also caught his attention.

After going to the site and observing for a while, he guessed that this was a sign that the Yunshui Palace was about to appear.

Think about the task that rewards 100,000 contribution points.

Therefore, he believed that Baili Chen, who inherited the Yunshui Palace, would certainly be able to obtain the Yunshui Tu Lu from the ruins.

Only then did he follow secretly and visit quietly.

"It's my own ability that I can obtain the Yunshui Tu Lu. Why should I give you a share of it!" Sikong Yi said indignantly.

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you're joking. You don't want the fact that you have inherited the ancient sect to be known to everyone in Cong Yunhai, do you?" Han Wuyou stroked his beard, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Sikong Yi's murderous intent gradually rose in his heart. At this moment, he heard the other party say, "But I won't take the favor of my fellow Taoist for nothing."

"You have your way to get rich, but I have my ladder to heaven."

"If you are willing to give me some of your 100,000 contribution points, then I will also have a clear path to share with you, fellow Taoist."

"You and I are working together, and 100,000 contribution points is just the starting point!"

Sikong Yi's heart moved: "Speak clearly!"

Han Wuyou smiled slightly and said, "You and I are both weak. Even if we get 100,000 contribution points, we will just sit back and do nothing and it will be used up soon. Am I right?"

Sikong Yi thought for a while and nodded, "The speed of earning contribution points in the Qi Refining Stage is indeed very slow. But when I break through the Foundation Establishment Stage..."

Han Wuyou waved his hand and said, "Foundation Establishment Stage, so what? There aren't enough Foundation Establishment cultivators in Cong Yunhai. Aren't they struggling every day for that pitiful contribution point? Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator doesn't eat or drink, it will take more than ten or twenty years to accumulate 100,000 contribution points."

"Then what good idea do you have?" Sikong Yi said somewhat unconvinced.

Han Wuyou raised his head slightly, with a proud look on his face: "Have you ever heard of Master Li Fan?"

Sikong Yi was slightly stunned, and then his body shook violently: "Are you talking about the ancient Tianji Sect cultivator who is extremely good at deduction and rich enough to rival a country?"

Han Wuyou nodded and said proudly: "Not bad! Master Li and I..."

After a pause, Han Wuyou continued, "My friends, He Zhenghao and Senior He, we have some friendship!"

(End of this chapter)