Daoist friend, you are a treasure, let me refine it for you

It fell like this for a full quarter of an hour, and it was roughly estimated that it was tens of thousands of meters deep before it stopped.

This depth is definitely not the result of one generation, but the continuous excavation of the Pokong Sword Sect for countless years.

Even at this moment, there are still many disciples of the Pokong Sword Sect digging.

"Fellow Daoist Xinming, the outside world has rumors that your sect suppresses the golden elixir monster, but what I saw today is contrary to the rumors, and it is still digging underground."

Xiong He was amazed. He could feel that the concentration of spiritual energy underground was lower than that of the outside world. He didn't know why the disciples of the Pokong Sword Sect continued to dig down.

"Hahahaha, I wanted to say it a long time ago, there is no golden elixir monster, if there is, we would have run away long ago. It's just because there are so many ancient ruins underground that we keep digging."

Xinming laughed and took the two of them through twists and turns underground and entered a cave.

The cave was very crowded, with a distinct earthy smell, and many broken magic tools, ancient books and jade slips were displayed around. It's a pity that they are all broken, otherwise this cave would make them feel ashamed.

"Let's talk about that evil cultivator. Is he moody, crazy, or killing people wantonly? It's impossible for him to practice step by step to reach the Shengjing period. He must have gained something."

Xinming asked the two to sit down and talk face to face.

"That evil cultivator...can't be said to be killing people wantonly, but he killed Long Yan for no reason and absorbed his flesh and blood. We wanted to avenge Yan Long, but we were no match for him."

"Blood refining?"

Xinming raised his hand, took a piece from the pile of neatly arranged broken jade slips behind him, and put it on his forehead.

After a moment, he said, "Does the evil cultivator you are talking about have bloody lines on his face? His magic is often a blood mist. If you fall into it, you will continue to lose blood, energy and magic power?"

"No. That cultivator looks like an ordinary person. At that time, we went to Taixuan Haoyu Sect together..."

Cimei shook her head and told the details of what happened to the two of them, including Zhiyi's angry branches and Zhijiu's greedy snakes.

Listening to the descriptions of the two, Xinming, who only showed the lower half of his face, could see the corners of his mouth slowly drooping, and occasionally twitching.

Cimei Xionghe remained silent, waiting for Xinming to think.

This wait lasted for half an hour.

"Interesting, I didn't find a cultivator like you in the excavated ancient books and jade slips. It seems to be a new discovery. It makes me a little impatient to catch him and study him. Wait a moment, let me prepare and arrange the situation in the sect, and then I will go with you to deal with the evil cultivator."

After speaking, Xinming turned around and left the cave.

"This Pokong Sword Sect gives me a completely different feeling from the rumors. Isn't it very kind?"

Xiong He felt a little sorry for Pokong Sword Sect. After getting along with them, he felt that the rumors in the outside world were all slanderous rumors caused by Pokong Sword Sect's lack of exposure to the outside world.

It is obvious that the huge pit where Pokong Sword Sect is located is a huge relic, and people are busy digging for the inheritance of ancient cultivators here. Although it is a bit incongruous for a group of sword cultivators to do these things, the inheritance of ancient cultivators is equally tempting. If they can find such relics, they may make the same choice as Pokong Sword Sect.

Especially looking at the broken instruments and jade slips arranged in rows on shelves in the cave, even if they have lost their value due to damage, just like Xinming, after hearing about the evil cultivator, he can directly pick up the relevant jade slips and check them. Isn't this a kind of value? They are stuck in the early stage of foundation building, and they may find a way to break through in these jade slips.

"You two, let's go and deal with that evil cultivator."

Xin Ming went and came back, and the jade slips covering his face turned into three unknown talismans, and he also changed into a red and white robe.

"So soon? Fellow Daoist Xin Ming, should we find some other Daoists to come? It will be safer with more people."

"No, even if it is the Yinghe period foundation building, I can deal with it."

The long sword made a sword chant, and a sudden pressure came, shocking the two people, Ci Mei Xiong He.

"Look, Po Kong is not satisfied with you, stop talking nonsense, lead the way."

Xin Ming smiled contemptuously, enlarged the long sword, and stepped on it.

Ci Mei Xiong He looked at the long sword, hesitated for a long time, until the sword body trembled slightly, then dared to step on it.

This sword is not a magic weapon as they thought, but a spiritual weapon!

Magic weapons are as expected, and spiritual weapons are spiritual.

Magic weapons, there may be several in the Southern Region, Yao Ding Sect, Miao Bao Sect, Xuanhe Sect...but spiritual weapons, have never been heard of.

Because of a spiritual weapon, he has the qualifications to dominate the Southern Region.

Spiritual weapons have spirits, even if there is no cultivator to control them, they can spontaneously exert their own power. It is enough to resist the previous Yinghe period foundation building.

No wonder he is so confident, it turns out that he has such means. With a spiritual weapon and Xin Ming, the evil cultivator will definitely die.

The speed of going out is very fast. Ci Mei Xiong He silently supported himself with magic power protection in the back to avoid the wind that was like a sword hanging on his face because of the high speed. It was also the first time that the two of them felt that the huge Southern Region did not seem to be that big. However, in just one stick of incense, they crossed Chongxiao, Luoxing, and Kongzhao.

Just when the two thought that they could keep flying at this speed all the way to Taixuan, Xin Ming stopped.

In front, an old man in a wood-grained green robe blocked them.

It was no one else, Yaodingzong Ye Zhi.

"Fellow Daoist Xinming, but we have to deal with evil cultivators. Why bother with such a trivial matter? Please, fellow Taoist, just let me go. Wouldn't it be better for fellow Taoist to use this time to study some ancient books?"

Ye Zhi blocked the way, with a kind smile on his face.

With such a look, the ferocious crane's eyes widened. Is this the same Ye Zhi who has eyes higher than his head and is so obsessed with alchemy that they would spend half a day trying to get the elixir?

"Old man, just stay here as long as you're old. Your lifespan is only twenty years. It's better for you to find a place to live out your old life. Don't be like that bad dog and block the way!"

Xinming's reaction was also strange to the kind-browed fierce crane. It seemed to be a little different from the person they were talking to in the cave?

It seems that after changing into the red and white robe, his speech and behavior are a little different.

"Haha, since fellow Taoist Xin Ming doesn't want to go back, then I will go with you, old man, to help you."

"Whatever, but don't think of me as an evil cultivator, my sword is not very smart."

Groan! !

"Fellow Daoist Ye Zhi, Daoist Xinming is different from what is rumored. The Skybreaking Sword Sect is no different from other sects except that it is underground."

Ci Mei spoke up to defend Xin Ming. In his opinion, the reason why Ye Zhi stood in his way was because he regarded Xin Ming as a madman as rumored.

"You...I don't have time to tell you this now."

Ye Zhi's expression turned cold and he turned aside, not wanting to talk to the two of them.