Devil Emperor Gua Pi felt that the information Jiang Liuyue had provided was very valuable.
There were a lot of limitations to relying on the activation of a restriction array to make an Ancient Almighty's skeleton regrow its internal organs and flesh. In addition to the need for tens of thousands of vital qi to be used as the energy source to activate the restriction array, there was another crucial condition, which was that these vital qi had to be absorbed at the same time the moment the array was activated.
Thus, this was an excellent opportunity.
The old devil had been having a headache over this matter before. But now, it had finally been resolved.
Jiang Liuyue pursed her lips. "No matter what, Lord Devil Emperor, you still have to be careful. After all, that Killer Taoist is already a Sage Body … "
"A Sage Body? That's impossible! My venerable self's body was actually just a little short of becoming a Sage Body back then. As long as that body can be restored, with a little more tempering, it will also be able to cultivate a Sage Body. When that time comes, who in this world will be able to stop me? "
Above the boundary pillar, the old devil in the stone ghost mask sneered. "I let that junior take advantage of me earlier. But it doesn't matter, everything is under my control … speaking of which, do you have any information on the Three Auspicious Treasures that I asked you to look out for before? "
"The Golden Canopy Rope isn't here yet." Jiang Liuyue shook her head. "But I heard that the Seven Stars Sword has already fallen into the hands of that Great Death-Courting Senior. Back in that convenience store, the alchemist who came to collect the souls of those delivery workers was one of his subordinates. "
"Mm, we need to pay more attention to this matter." The old devil nodded.
In his heart, he was planning to collect the Three Auspicious Treasures. Back when Immortal Zhenyuan had asked the world to search for these three treasures, no one had ever been able to successfully collect them.
The truth was that the Purple Gold Gourd had always been in his possession. As long as he could collect the remaining two, the old devil would be able to see that Immortal Zhenyuan's face with his own eyes.
What on earth did the legendary Immortal Zhenyuan look like? This was something that the old devil was more curious about …
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Speaking of which, it had been several days since Bandit Evil had received his shifu Old Antique's order to look for his eldest senior brother. He didn't know if it was because his Senior Brother's personality had changed, but Bandit Evil always felt that his Senior Brother had become more mysterious than before. In the past, as long as he hung the floral underwear outside, his Senior Brother would come to his door in a few days. But now, Bandit Evil felt that Flower Underpants was no longer his senior brother's weakness.
Because Killer Taoist's whereabouts were uncertain, it took Bandit Evil several days to find the nearest place where his Senior Brother stayed.
There was an old district in Jinghua which had been built when Huaxiu nation had just been founded, and it was filled with large tube-shaped apartment buildings. On this day, a tall young man in black long-sleeved jeans appeared in front of an old tube-shaped apartment. The young man wore a black cap that covered his white hair.
There was a saying that the experts were among the people, and this saying was not false at all.
Looking at the shabby tube-shaped apartment in front of him, the young man felt nostalgic. Back then, he and his Senior Brother had been selected from this apartment, and then followed shifu to cultivate. They were orphans and had no relatives. Who knew that so many years had passed in the blink of an eye …
Standing in front of the apartment, the young man felt a little emotional in his heart.
After entering the tube-shaped apartment, the young man saw the daily life of the residents here. Most of the residents in the tube-shaped apartment were poor people, not cultivators. But according to Huaxiu nation's surveys over the years, the happiness index of these people in the apartment buildings was the highest, even far higher than that of cultivators who lived in luxury villa areas.
One had to know that many cultivators were people who squandered money like dirt and regarded money as dirt. Immortal Toya and Third Saint, for example, would buy houses and buildings at the drop of a hat, and spend tens of thousands of gold coins with the flick of a finger. However, the vast majority of cultivators would feel empty and anxious, especially when they reached a bottleneck in their realms, and this anxiety would become even more pronounced.
After searching the apartment with his spiritual senses for a while, the young man finally sensed a familiar aura in the Hundred Herb Garden behind the apartment.
The young man smiled and walked closer. From afar, he could see that there was an old wooden square at the end of the small path in the Hundred Herb Garden. The horizontal board above the square was already cracked, and from the indistinct green ink, he could see the words "Old Man" written on it. This was a public library, and all the residents in the nearby apartment buildings could borrow books.
A middle-aged man with balding hair and several scars on his scalp was sitting in front of the door. He was leaning back in a bamboo chair and reading a newspaper. When he arrived in front of the study, he saw that the man was picking at his feet …
The young man pretended not to know as he lowered his head and slowly approached, instantly concealing his aura.
"Swoosh!" A silver needle as fine as gossamer shot out of the young man's fingertips as he passed by the middle-aged man.
After a few seconds of silence, the middle-aged man in the bamboo chair put down the newspaper with a silver needle in his mouth.
"Junior Brother … I haven't seen you for a long time. Has your strength regressed again?" The middle-aged man didn't speak and relied on ventriloquism to speak.
The young man pointed at his feet, and the middle-aged man instantly understood. He looked at his feet and found that his pair of flip-flops had disappeared. When he looked back, they were in the young man's hands.
Both of them immediately laughed.
"Junior Brother, your finger strength has regressed a lot, but your hands-on skills have improved a lot." Killer Taoist smiled and got up from the bamboo chair barefoot. He stared at the young man in front of him. "Why are you looking for me?"
"Master entrusted us with something, and I've been looking for you for a few days … I didn't expect you to be reading here."
"My personal spy is an administrator here, and he's been helping me spy for information. That's why I've been watching over him for the past two days, "Killer Taoist said.
Bandit Evil: "What information?"
Killer Taoist: "I found that someone has been pretending to be me!"
Bandit Evil: "…"
Killer Taoist: "I've been aware of this for a long time, but I've been looking for clues. That kid pretending to be me is quite skilled … I can't find any clues. The disappearance of the delivery man two days ago was said to be investigated by someone pretending to be me … I hope I don't catch this impostor! "
"…"
Bandit Evil: "Speaking of which, Senior Brother … are you immune to floral underwear now? Previously, as long as the underwear was hung on the drying rack, you would appear."
"Hehe, Master, do you really think you can threaten me with underwear forever? As a top assassin, I've long overcome this weakness! "
Killer Taoist smiled faintly and pulled down his pants. "Hehe … See? Now, I choose not to wear it! "
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