Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

Chapter 439 Blocking
Inside the restaurant, several guests were discussing something heatedly. Jiang Qiong pricked up her ears, trying to hear what they were talking about.

"Have you heard? A tall building ruin appeared in the west of the city. I heard it was left behind by Lord Bai Yao!"

one of the guests said excitedly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Lord Bai Yao? She was a cultivator who was famous throughout the world back then. Her relics must contain many treasures!" another guest echoed, his face full of yearning.

“I heard that there is a strange spiritual vein in that tall building. If monks go there to practice, they can achieve twice the result with half the effort!” the third guest whispered, with a hint of mystery in his tone.

Jiang Qiong's heart was shocked. The remains of Lord Bai Yao might be the clue he needed.

He secretly decided that he must go and find out.

But before that, he wanted to reward himself and taste some spiritual food in order to prepare for the next journey.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiong walked out of the restaurant, walked along the street, and finally stopped in front of a luxurious restaurant.

The name of this restaurant is "Yaochi Pavilion". It has an extraordinary appearance. A golden plaque hangs at the door, emitting an exciting glow.

When you enter the restaurant, you are greeted by the rich aroma of wine and mouth-watering food. The gorgeously decorated interior makes people feel very comfortable.

"Welcome to Yaochi Pavilion!" A waiter dressed in gorgeous clothes greeted Jiang Qiong with a smile and respectfully guided him to sit by the window.

The lanterns outside the window reflected Jiang Qiong's face, as if adding a layer of brilliant halo to him.

Jiang Qiong flipped through the menu, which was filled with all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, all of which were treasures from the world of immortal cultivation.

He ordered several dishes he liked, including "Nine-Sky Spirit Carp", "Spirit Snake Stewed with Tianshan Snow Lotus" and "Cloud Sea Pearl Wine".

These delicacies are not only delicious, but also very beneficial to the monks.

Soon after, the waiter brought in a sumptuous meal. The meat of the Nine Heavens Spiritual Carp was tender and exuded a faint spiritual aura;
Tianshan Snow Lotus Stewed Snake is a good tonic. The soup is as clear as spring water and contains rich spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Yunhai Pearl Wine is brewed with thousand-year-old spirit pearls. The wine is crystal clear, sweet in the mouth and intoxicating.

Jiang Qiong savored each dish carefully, feeling the spiritual energy flowing through his body, as if every bite was nourishing his spiritual consciousness.

His thoughts gradually flew away, and the noise in the restaurant was gradually blocked out by him. Jiang Qiong was immersed in food and thinking, and only came back to his senses slowly after he had tasted all the dishes.

At this time, it was late at night and the light of the lantern became brighter in the night outside the window.

He had an idea: time waits for no one, and he must get to the ruins of the high-rise building in the west of the city as soon as possible.

He paid the bill, stood up, bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of Yaochi Pavilion, and set out on the journey to the ruins of the high-rise building in the west of the city.

Walking on the path lit by lanterns, Jiang Qiong's heart was full of anticipation.

What exactly is hidden in the ruins left behind by Bai Yao?
Will he find the answers he wants?
While thinking, Jiang Qiong walked through the busy streets and gradually approached the edge of the west city.

In the distance, a towering building gradually appeared in his sight, and its outline looked particularly mysterious in the night.

That is the remains of Lord Baiyao, the legendary tall building.

Jiang Qiong secretly encouraged himself, quickened his pace, and headed straight for the tall building.

As he got closer, the ruins of the tall buildings in the west of the city gradually revealed their full appearance.

The entire building rises from the ground like a sharp sword piercing the sky, and the air around it seems to be frozen by its majesty.

The outer walls of the pavilion are covered with traces of time, with mosses and vines intertwined, giving people an ancient and mysterious feeling.

Dozens, or even hundreds of monks, have gathered around the tall building.

They had different expressions, some were excited, some were cautious, and some were even a little nervous.

Jiang Qiong walked among them and his eyes were attracted by several monks.

One of them was a monk dressed in a black robe with a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of deep eyes, as if he could see into people's hearts.

He held a black sword in his hand, with a faint cold light flashing on the sword, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

The surrounding monks kept their distance from this man, and it was obvious that he had a position in this group that could not be ignored.

The other monk was wearing a green Taoist robe, had a handsome face, and his temperament was like a gentle breeze.

He held a compass in his hand and was concentrating on observing the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him, as if looking for some clues.

Jiang Qiong noticed that there was a small spirit beast behind him, with a faint glow all over its body, as if it was paving the way for its master.

There was another monk who was wearing gorgeous golden armor, with a burly figure and a powerful aura.

He held a huge war club in his hand. The monks around him were quite afraid of him, fearing that they would offend this powerful man.

Although he was smiling, there was a hint of cunning in that smile, as if he was secretly planning something.

Jiang Qiong felt a sense of urgency among this group of monks, and thought to himself: If I want to find clues about Bai Yao, I must act as soon as possible.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and walked towards the tall building.

After entering the high-rise building, Jiang Qiong immediately felt a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy.

The space inside the building is spacious and is covered with ancient murals depicting the legendary stories of the Bai Yao.

The spiritual patterns on the wall flickered with a faint light, as if whispering about the glory of the past.

Jiang Qiong used his powerful spiritual awareness to try to find any valuable clues in this tall building.

His spiritual awareness surged like a tide, gradually covering the entire pavilion.

He carefully explored every corner, but apart from the ancient murals and empty rooms, he seemed to find nothing special.

Just when he was about to give up, Jiang Qiong's consciousness suddenly felt a strange fluctuation at the top of the tall building.

His heart trembled and he immediately ran towards the stairs, his footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.

When he reached the top floor of the tall building, he was surprised by the sight before him.

The space on the top floor is separated by a huge transparent barrier, behind which is a scroll flashing with colorful light.

The scroll depicts various spiritual beasts, spiritual medicines and methods of cultivation, and is obviously the secret book left behind by Lord Bai Yao.

Jiang Qiong was overjoyed and walked towards the scroll without thinking.

He stretched out his hand to touch the scroll, but his spiritual consciousness was blocked by a powerful force and could not get close.

Jiang Qiong was slightly startled, realizing that this scroll was by no means ordinary and must contain many secrets.

"The protection mechanism of this scroll is indeed not simple."

“No wonder it has been kept here all this time and not taken away by monks who come here to look for treasure.”

Jiang Qiong muttered to himself, thinking secretly in his heart. He began to practice the method in his mind, trying to communicate with the scroll with his spiritual consciousness and find a way to crack it.

Just then, there was a sudden commotion downstairs.

Jiang Qiong's heart tightened, and he turned to look at the stairs. He saw the monk in golden armor walking towards them, followed by several companions, with anxious expressions.

"There is a treasure here! Follow me quickly, we must get the scroll first!" the golden-armored monk shouted loudly, with greed flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Qiong's heart tightened, realizing that time waits for no one.

He must find a way to decipher the scroll before this group of monks!
He concentrated his mind and his spiritual awareness surged towards the painting like a tide, trying to unravel the mystery within.

The spiritual light on the scroll trembled slightly when touched by his spiritual consciousness, as if responding.

"Break!" Jiang Qiong muttered silently in his heart, and his spiritual consciousness continued to penetrate deeper into the levels of the scroll.

As he worked hard, the patterns on the scroll gradually became clearer, as if conveying some message to him.

At this moment, the commotion downstairs was getting louder and louder, and Jiang Qiong knew she had to act quickly.

The connection between his spiritual consciousness and the scroll became closer and closer, and he finally felt a hint of an opportunity to open it.

He was delighted and quickly injected his spiritual consciousness into the scroll, trying to pry open the force that was blocking his contact.

"It's done!" Jiang Qiong was ecstatic. The barrier of the scroll disappeared instantly, revealing the secret inside.

He stretched out his hand and the scroll immediately turned into a ray of light and flew into his hand.

"Hurry up and go!" Jiang Qiong's heart tightened. Without taking time to look closely, she quickly ran towards the stairs.

Jiang Qiong had just left the tall building, her heart still immersed in the joy of having just obtained the scroll, but her pace had not slowed down.

He knew that time was running out and he had to leave this place as soon as possible.

Just as he walked out of the tall building and turned a corner, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

The leader was actually a pair of siblings. The elder brother was tall and slender, with a handsome face, long black hair draped over his shoulders, and a somewhat disdainful sneer on his face.

He was wearing a gorgeous white robe with golden patterns embroidered on the lapels, and he looked imposing, like a noble young man from a superior family.

The younger sister is relatively petite, with a pretty face, skin as white as snow, and eyes like stars, which reveal a bit of smartness.

She was wearing a light blue dress with delicate flowers embroidered on the hem, which made her look elegant and luxurious.

"What's that in your hand?" The elder brother stared at the scroll in Jiang Qiong's hand with eagle eyes, and his tone was commanding. "Hand it over, and we can consider letting you go."

Jiang Qiong's heart tightened, realizing that the brother and sister were definitely not good people. The dozen or so followers following behind them were all aggressive and arrogant, as if they regarded him as prey.

They were dressed in colorful clothes, holding swords or knives in their hands, with greed and threats flashing in their eyes.

Jiang Qiong's heart trembled, knowing that this group of people would never let it go.

"Who are you?" Jiang Qiong suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and tried to stay calm. He glanced at the followers and secretly thought about how to escape.

"We are disciples of the Tianlong Sect." The elder brother smiled coldly, with a hint of pride in his tone, and said in a cold voice: "I heard that this scroll is the relic of Lord Bai Yao, and it is priceless. Give it to us, and you can leave safely."

"Leave it to you?" Jiang Qiong's lips curled slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Jiang Qiong knew the importance of this scroll and must not hand it over easily.

"If you don't hand it over..." My sister's voice was gentle, but with a hint of threat, "then don't even think about leaving here."

The followers around nodded one after another, their eyes gleaming with excitement, as if they were already imagining the various benefits that would come from obtaining the scroll.

Jiang Qiong's heart tightened as he realized that he was surrounded and surrounded by enemies, and his chances of breaking out were slim.

"If you want this painting, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." Jiang Qiong calmed down and secretly thought about how to deal with it.

"Ability?" The elder brother was slightly stunned, then laughed, "Boy, you are so naive. Do you think you can compete with us? You alone are not enough!"

"I advise you to hand over the scroll obediently, maybe we will leave you a chance to live." A trace of disdain flashed across my sister's eyes, and then she regained her elegance, "Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Jiang Qiong felt anxious. The followers around him had begun to approach him and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

the most important is.

Jiang Qiong's spiritual sense detected a distance away and saw several powerful auras chasing after them. It was obvious that the people coming were all powerful people in the Jindan realm.

If we continue to fight with this group of people.

By the time other Jindan powerhouses arrive, things will become quite troublesome!

"Do you really think I will hand over the scroll to you?" Jiang Qiong smiled coldly and made up his mind secretly.

"Want to escape?" A hint of viciousness flashed in the brother's eyes, and then he raised his hand and waved, and the followers around him immediately surrounded Jiang Qiong.

"Don't even think about escaping! You must hand over the scroll today, or you won't be able to leave alive!"

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Jiang Qiong was filled with anger. He used his spiritual energy to prepare for the impending attack.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion coming from the direction of the tall building. It seemed that other monks had heard the noise and were rushing over here.

"You'd better think it over carefully. If you dare to be so rampant again, you will pay a heavy price!" Jiang Qiong said coldly, his eyes firm and fearless.

"Hmph, how dare you!" The brother shouted angrily and suddenly pounced towards Jiang Qiong, with spiritual power surging in his hands, as if he was preparing to launch an attack.

At this critical moment, Jiang Qiong suddenly used his spiritual energy, his figure flashed, as if turning into a stream of light, and rushed towards a small alley next to him.

He was so fast that he disappeared from everyone's sight almost in an instant.

"Chase!" the brother roared, and then led everyone to chase towards the alley.

However, Jiang Qiong had already planned an escape route in his mind. He moved nimbly between the alleys, with spiritual energy surging in his body, making him move even faster.

The footsteps behind him gradually faded away, and Jiang Qiong felt relieved.

He knew that this was only temporary safety and he had to find a hiding place as soon as possible to completely escape the pursuit.

Jiang Qiong ran wildly all the way, the spiritual energy in his body kept circulating, and his figure turned into a long rainbow, passing through the air.

It crossed mountains and rivers, and the sound of the pursuers behind it gradually faded away, until it came to the edge of a village, and then the aura of several golden elixirs gradually faded away, apparently going in another direction.

Arriving at the remote village, Jiang Qiong took a careful look around.

The village is located on the hillside and beside the water. It is surrounded by green mountains and a clear stream meanders in front of the village with gurgling water.

(End of this chapter)