God of Killing

"boring!"

Fuwei rolled her eyes at him, then smiled again, "You are a person who can talk a lot, but I still think you are very decent."

Looking at the layout of the central hub of the battleship and the mysterious and incomprehensible marks, Shi Yan smiled and said: "I didn't expect that a broken book was worth 100 million divine crystals. It seems that I really made a lot of money."

He smiled and explained the three things he was looking for in the mysterious ancient city, "The Giants took the fragments of the Wood Tribe's Ancient Tree of Life and the Evil Dragon Skull. In their opinion, those two were priceless things. On the contrary, the unknown scripture was not valued by them, as they did not expect it to be the most precious thing."

"Of course you have better eyesight than the giants." Fuwei smiled when he heard what he said, "One hundred million divine crystals are still a small amount. The Holy Code is of great importance. If you really want to get stuck, maybe... ten million We at the Medicine Pavilion are willing to buy it. Of course, if you dare to ask for tens of billions, I think some people in the pavilion will use other means."

The two of them drank love wine together last time, opened their hearts to each other, and had a small and charming ambiguity. The distance between the two seemed to have inadvertently narrowed a lot.

Fuwei was concerned about all the darkness in Yaoqi Pavilion, and she felt no burden when talking to Shi Yan. She regarded him as the only person who could speak from the bottom of her heart without hiding anything. Shi Yan was quite curious about Yaoqi Pavilion, and deliberately guided the topic, listening to Fuwei told many secrets about Yaoqi Pavilion.

"The twelve elders in the pavilion are divided into three camps, and they are fighting among themselves." Fuwei sighed, hesitated, and said: "I always feel that there will be great changes in the pavilion. Some people are ready to make moves, and they seem to be fighting with outside forces. There are countless connections, and I don’t know what the plot is.”

Shi Yan's expression changed slightly, "Extraterritorial forces?"

"Well, the Shadow Ghost Prison has various void passages that connect to the outside of the territory. Almost most of the passages are connected to the outside of the territory, but they are all broken and incomplete." Fuwei weighed it and said softly: "The only void passage that can be used is the shadow. The clan clearly understands it, but the great elder in the pavilion has a close relationship with the Shadow clan, and the two parties seem to have some kind of connection. Sometimes I am worried, worried that they will secretly have transactions with outside forces, which may...may harm the interests of the Maya Star Territory. .”

His brows slowly furrowed, and Shi Yan's expression became serious, "How could you remember to tell me this?"

The Yaoqi Pavilion has always been mysterious and powerful in the Maya Star Territory. It has private agreements with all races and can almost affect the general situation of the Maya Star Territory secretly. If someone in the Yaoqi Pavilion secretly colludes with outsiders, Ma Ya must be punished. Whatever Yaxingyu does, the impact will be immeasurable.

"Because besides you, I don't know who I should tell my feelings to. Sometimes a secret hidden in my heart for too long becomes a burden to the whole person." Fuwei gracefully and elegantly smoothed out the broken hair on her forehead, feeling bitter. He said: "The last time I had a drink with you, you also knew a lot of things about me. That's already the case anyway. It doesn't matter if I say more."

Shi Yan nodded silently.

The two of them were talking slowly about some matters in the Yaoqi Pavilion in the central hub of the battleship. As Fuwei's words deepened, Shi Yan's face became more and more serious.

The Shadow Ghost Prison is the hub that connects the Maya Star Territory to the outside world. Among them, the mysterious Shadow Clan controls the connection point outside the territory. They appear and disappear like shadows. No one knows what they want to do, but Yaoqi Pavilion has conclusive evidence to prove that, The Shadow Clan has always had connections with the outside world.

Among them, the elder of Yaoqi Pavilion maintains transactions with the Shadow Clan and cooperates closely. He often avoids the supervision of the pavilion and contacts privately. Fuwei speculates that Yaoqi Pavilion may have contact with outside the territory through the Shadow Clan, but she does not know the details.

Before the first generation of the Pavilion Master of Yaoqi Pavilion was established, he once stated that Yaoqi Pavilion would only operate in the Maya Star Territory and was not allowed to contact outside the territory without authorization, nor was it allowed to participate in the disputes between various racial forces in the Maya Star Territory.

When the Yaoqi Pavilion was passed down to this generation, it seems that the rules for establishing the Pavilion Master of the Yaoqi Pavilion have been kept in mind. However, privately, he has long been involved with various forces in the Maya Star Territory, and now he secretly wants to break the first rule of the Pavilion Master. Fuwei and many people felt a secret sense of crisis. They always felt that there was an undercurrent in the pavilion, as if a huge crisis was quietly looming.

"Your pavilion master doesn't care? Doesn't he know?" Shi Yan was stunned for a while and asked.

"I'm afraid this generation of pavilion masters is powerless." Fuwei sighed secretly and explained: "Each generation of our pavilion masters are the most refined weapon refiners and can refine Yuanshi-level god-level secret treasures, but I don't know why. When their skill in refining reaches a certain level and is difficult to break through, there will often be discrepancies in refining Yuanshi-level secret treasures, and they may not be able to truly break the mysterious rules of heaven and earth. This generation of pavilion masters refined the same Yuanshi treasure three hundred years ago. When I was using the secret treasure, I accidentally went crazy, and the soul altar collapsed. Now I am spending huge resources to keep my soul immortal, and I have no time to care about the internal fighting in the pavilion."

"The second and third generations of pavilion masters also had the same situation. After refining the weapon to a certain level, they finally went crazy while refining the Yuanshi-level secret treasure. In the end, the soul altar collapsed and the soul dissipated bit by bit. Each of our elders had a The consensus is that they failed to obtain the holy book and failed to gain insight into the most essential secrets of weapon refining, so that something went wrong."

"Only the souls of this generation of pavilion masters are left, and they are still dissipating little by little. Therefore, the competition for the new generation of pavilion masters has become the most serious problem in the pavilion. There are rules in the pavilion. Those who obtain the holy book will be able to ascend to the throne. The Lord's Throne can comprehend the most exquisite mysteries of weapon refining in the Holy Scriptures, and in the future it will be possible to avoid the experiences of previous generations of Pavilion Masters. You should understand how important the Holy Scriptures are now, right?"

Shi Yan nodded slowly, "Sure enough, the matter is of great importance. No wonder you had to drink... that wine in order to get something out of me."

Fuwei blushed brightly, glared at him, slightly embarrassed, and scolded Shi Yan to cover up: "You bastard, you are so obedient when you get an advantage, don't mention that matter in the future!"

Shi Yan laughed in surprise, then nodded to express his understanding.

After a pause, he was ready to leave from here. He felt that he had gained a lot and wanted to think about some things.

Fuwei stood up, intending to send him away, but just as she stood up, her blue eyes dimly lit up, and she focused on a mark.

The mark was on the corner of the wall, shining with a faint purple light. The purple light seemed to be some kind of mysterious message, swaying very strongly.

Fuwei frowned and pondered for a moment, without avoiding Shi Yan, she stretched out her slender hand casually.

The purple light slowly evolved and twisted, and the shape of a battleship emerged from it, sailing slowly in the dim galaxy. There were densely packed figures on the battleship, but they were only slightly blurry.

"It can reflect the surrounding battleships." Fuwei explained softly, "The battleship is not too far away from us, and the direction seems to be the Shadow Ghost Prison, but there is no force symbol on the battleship, so I don't know what kind of force it belongs to."

Shi Yan nodded slightly to express his understanding.

The warship under him is different from the one sold by Yaoqi Pavilion. It combines attack and defense. It has many barrier restrictions and can even isolate it from spiritual detection. It is definitely the top-notch warship.

They can sense the trajectory and traces of nearby warships inside the warship, but the other party may not be able to detect them. If Fuwei is willing to use the terrifying attack power of this warship, she can even easily smash that warship directly. Kill all the warriors above instantly.

This is the terrifying background of Yaoqi Pavilion.

Shi Yan didn't pay too much attention, nodded slightly, and was about to leave, but he just took a step, and suddenly his heart moved, and the demon blood in his body seemed to have an extremely subtle vibration.

He suddenly stopped, frowning and looking at the battleship reflected in the purple light, his eyes became a little strange.

Perhaps it was because the soul altar had been tempered by the soul refining liquid, and all impurities and contaminants were removed, making his soul altar always clear. Or maybe it was the mystery of life and the magic blood. He recently discovered someone closely related to him. , he can feel it in a certain direction.

For example, when he was on the Demon Blood Star, he could sense the accurate position of Yang Zhuo, Shi Jian and others who were close to him.

The slight vibration of the demon blood means that there should be people he is familiar with in that unknown battleship. If they are not very close to each other, they will not be touched by the demon blood. Perhaps this is the combination of the mystery of life and the demon blood. A deeper mystery.

"What's wrong?" Fuwei turned around and glanced at him, "Are you concerned about that battleship?"

Shi Yan nodded slightly.

Fuwei thought for a moment and said, "How about we go over there and take a look?" She originally planned to avoid it deliberately, not wanting to have any interaction with the battleship, but she mentioned it when she saw that Shi Yan seemed to be moving.

"Okay, you might as well go over and take a look. There seems to be someone I know in that battleship." Shi Yan thanked him and nodded lightly.

Fuwei began to release bunches of magical light, submerging into unknown marks one after another, and began to control the new course of the battleship.

Shi Yan was keenly aware of the turbulent energy fluctuations inside the battleship, which seemed to have forcibly reversed its direction. From his perspective, the blurry battleship in the purple light gradually became clearer, and the figures on it slowly appeared.

"puff!"

A drop of demon blood seemed to explode, and the subtle perception and spiritual consciousness quietly went away, like an invisible line, extending towards the battleship.

His pupils narrowed, and he concentrated his attention. He looked deeply at the slowly enlarging battleship, looking for something based on the subtle induction of the demon blood.

After a while, his expression was shaken, showing disbelief and surprise, and he stared blankly at a corner of the battleship.

There, two figures were mixed in the crowd, a slightly wretched old man with his waist hunched, his expression nervous and uneasy, as if he was defending something.

Next to the old man, there was a beautiful figure, a pair of extremely slender legs, and a delicate and cute little face. At this time, there was a angry look on his face, and he was shouting something loudly.

"Zuo Shi!" Shi Yan shouted.

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(To be continued)