Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 705

Ye Mao walked over and saw that there was a small silver stone the size of a fingernail on the counter. There was a sound on the stone, praising Lu Qiao, Hong Yan and others for their beautiful faces.

"This is a soul-gathering stone that gives birth to spirituality. It has the effect of gathering and condensing souls. It is a rare treasure." The buddy is selling it vigorously.

"How to sell it?" Luqiao knew that Ye Mao was a soul monk and could use this thing, so she asked him intimately.

If you want the second thing, you must buy it with blood pills.

The buddy rolled his eyes and said, "Soul-gathering stones are very rare, and the market price is 300 to 500 million fifth-grade blood pills, but this soul-gathering stone is even rarer. It has spirituality, so it is worth 1000 million fifth-grade blood pills! "

A few regular customers in the distance laughed when they saw this scene. This guy boasted about a slow-moving product that was rare in the sky, and he obviously took Ye Mao as a fool.

Ye Mao flicked his fingers, a ray of true power flew out from his fingertips, condensed into a word "Om", flew to the soul-gathering stone, and immediately screamed, a gust of evil wind sprang from the stone, turning him into a low-level ghost cultivator.

"How can you lie to people, buddy? It's a little ghost hiding in it, and you still say that the spirit-gathering stone has spirituality. Hmph, it can really fool people." Luqiao, Jinling and other five girls all rolled their eyes. Yue stared at the buddy.

The guy has a very thick skin, even if his tricks are exposed, he doesn't see a trace of embarrassment, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the young master to be an expert. How about it, I will give you a sincere price of 450 million."

"50!" Although Ye Mao was not short of money, he didn't want to be taken for a ride.

Some of the onlookers, seeing Ye Mao suppress the price so hard, knew that this person was not a young child, and that guy couldn't trick him.

The little sage Xia Xiaofeng looked at Ye Mao and said with a sneer: "This two hundred and five, worth three million to five million, he asked for 300, so it's no wonder they sold him. Hey, how could I lose to this kind of idiot."

"One million, no matter how low it is, it won't work." Seeing Ye Mao's low price, the guy knew that he knew everything. Although this soul-gathering stone is precious, it is only useful for ghost cultivators. It has been in the store for several years, and no one cares about it. .

Ye Mao nodded and paid.

"Nimma, it's fine!" The little sage Xia Xiaofeng was dumbfounded.

When he used to buy things, he would pay the blood pill as soon as he asked the price, and he was afraid that those merchants would take him for a scam.

A group of people left Jubao Pavilion, arrived at the main residence of the Xiang family, and lived in a small courtyard.

There were other guests in the courtyard, Ye Mao greeted everyone, and went into the room.He took out the tortoise shell he had obtained before, and operated the "Great Shura Jue" to extract the blood from it.

One strand, two strands, three strands...

The extraction was very smooth, and finally the blood energy gathered together, turning into a drop of golden blood, and there was a faint phantom of Xuanwu in the blood.

"This is the blood of Xuanwu in the holy realm, the real holy blood." Ye Mao felt that this drop of holy blood contained extremely terrifying power, "If the members of the Xiang family know, I got a Xuanwu blood in Jubao Pavilion." Holy blood, you have to vomit blood depressedly."

In the layers of space behind him, the Xuanwu stared at a drop of holy blood suspended in front of Ye Mao's eyes, swallowing saliva non-stop, wishing to rush to swallow it.

But it didn't know what it was hesitating for, and in the end it didn't make a move.

Ye Mao put the Xuanwu holy blood into a jade bottle, then took out the soul-gathering stone, poured soul power into it, and the soul-gathering stone immediately became illusory.

As soon as his thoughts moved, the soul-gathering stone flew into the sea of ​​consciousness and escaped into the soul body, which became solidified, and both perception and the speed of mobilizing soul power increased a lot.

"Go down and rest, you don't need to stay here." Ye Mao said to Lu Qiao, Hong Yan and other women.

"No, we're not tired." Lu Qiao shook her head and refused.

"Then I'm going to practice, you can do it yourself." Ye Mao sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind sank into the Asura Profound Stone, and comprehended "Sura's Bravery" together with five thousand Asura clones.

In a courtyard deep in the Xiang Mansion, a middle-aged man with a grim face stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, and whispered, "Are you all ready?"

"Go back to Second Master, it's ready." Someone behind him bowed.

The sinister middle-aged man waved his hand, signaling the people behind him to back off, and thought to himself: "Isn't it very interesting that the heir to the dignified desolate sage becomes a despicable prostitute and then dies?"

"To deal with you, I only used three parts of my strength. I hope you can struggle and resist a little bit, otherwise it will be too unfulfilling to kill you like this." Smiling, creepy.

The sun is setting in the west, the night is covering the earth, the noise of the day is gone, and the night is quiet.

Suddenly, a shrill cry came from a boudoir in the east courtyard of the Xiang family: "Help me..."

Many guards went straight to the place where the screams came from, and there was a black figure rushing out of the window and heading straight to the west courtyard.

"Oh!"

The door of Ye Mao's house was rushed open, and after a black figure rushed in, he quickly closed the door.

Hong Yan, Lan Yi and other women and Ye Mao were alarmed instantly, and when they were about to make a move to capture the uninvited guest, the man had activated the ancient moving talisman on his waist, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Trouble is coming," Ye Mao sighed, "Lu Qiao, open the door and welcome the guests."

As soon as Luqiao opened the door, a murderous green-robed man led a group of Xiang family guards, rushed into the house, searched without even saying hello.

The green-robed man couldn't find anyone, and then he stared at Ye Mao coldly, saying: "You did it."

Lu Qiao stepped forward and explained: "Just now there was a man in black who rushed into the house and immediately escaped with the ancient transfer talisman. You'd better look around quickly."

"Monster, how dare you argue!" The green-robed man's cultivation was tyrannical, but he was at the late stage of the Nine Apertures Realm. He slapped the green bird against the wall with his palm, half of his face was cracked, bloody and bloody, it was horrible.

"What happened?" Other residents in the courtyard rushed in.

Among them were not only Xia Jingxin and her brother, but also Dong Siyu, who came with her grandfather.

"This damned scum killed my daughter from the Xiang family." The green-robed man pointed at Ye Mao's nose and said coldly.

Ye Mao looked at the wound on Luqiao's face, and boundless anger surged in his heart.He forced himself to calm down, took out a bottle of Changshengsan from the ring, handed it to Lanyi, motioned her to give Luqiao medicine, and said just now: "I have already explained to you, after the murderer escaped here, he used The diversion talisman escaped.

What's more, there must be a reason for killing people. I have no grievances or enmity with the woman from the Xiang family you mentioned. It can even be said that I have never met each other. Why did I kill her. "

"The deceased, Xiang Tianrong, you met in the Void Dojo. Before she died, she was defiled by you, a bastard who should kill a thousand knives. You even pretended to ask me the reason. You are like a pig and a dog." The man was murderous.

"Fourth, which beast killed my daughter?" A red-robed man came out angrily. He was the biological father of Xiang Tianting and Xiang Tianrong, a monk of the Nine Aperture Realm Dzogchen period.

"It's this bastard who said he was the descendant of the desolate sage, but he is actually a despicable and shameless villain." The green-robed man pointed at Ye Mao.

"Death!" Flames surged from the red-robed man's body, and he patted Ye Mao's head with a big hand.

(End of this chapter)