Chapter 123 Magic Tools

"Wait, what's that thing?!"

In a residential area not far from the foot of the mountain, an astronomy enthusiast is observing the stars with a telescope.

Suddenly, he spotted two strange lights in the night sky and frantically adjusted the camera to follow them.

When he saw what was happening on the camera, he froze on the spot and then collapsed to the ground.

Just now, through the camera lens, he actually saw two figures inside those two meteors.

One was a monk radiating golden light, while the other was a gigantic figure emanating black mist.

The so-called meteor trail is simply the light trailing behind them due to their high speed.

"Are you kidding me—is that a god?"

The man muttered to himself, stammering.

Perhaps because the noise was too loud, it startled his wife, who was watching a TV series on her tablet on the living room sofa.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?"

She got up and quickly walked over to help the man up.

"I saw—there were people in those two shooting stars—"

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The man struggled to stand up and check again, but when he looked up, the night sky was completely clear, and there was no trace of a shooting star.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you possessed? Let's go to the temple to burn incense another day."

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The woman touched the man's forehead, her face full of worry.

However, she was just saying it casually.

She knew her husband's true character; he was a staunch materialist and never believed in such superstitious nonsense.

But this time, the man, for the first time ever, did not refuse outright.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"Wife, you're right—I'll go tomorrow, no, our whole family will go tomorrow."

Two streaks of light silently pierced the night sky.

Most people just think of it as an ordinary shooting star and forget about it in the blink of an eye.

However, a few people who stayed up all night to observe the celestial phenomena noticed something unusual.

Some people couldn't resist and posted about it online.

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However, the post disappeared within seconds, and the account was banned.

Immediately afterwards, a phone call came in on my cell phone.

It's not a reminder, it's a warning.

For a time, no one dared to risk going to jail to say another word online.

The two shooting stars that streaked across the night sky were Hu Long and Zhao Baizhou.

The two chased each other.

In just three minutes, the two had covered hundreds of kilometers.

It clashed with several more times along the way.

As a result, Zhao Baizhou was unable to do anything to Hu Long.

They will also use his offensive momentum to accelerate forward.

After discovering this.

Zhao Baizhou then refrained from making any further moves.

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Instead, they used other methods.

"Amitabha! Is this your secret method of burning your life essence? How long can it last? You can't escape."

"Turning back is the right path. Now, if you surrender and join my Zhao family, I, this old monk, will save your life!"

Zhao Baizhou's voice condensed into a single line, echoing in Hu Long's ears.

The voice was calm, with a convincing rhythm.

It also contains a hidden, seductive power.

Ordinary people or those martial artists below the Yuan Dan realm would often unconsciously believe and obey upon hearing it.

However, Hu Long did not react at all.

Their speed even increased dramatically again, widening the gap between them and Zhao Baizhou.

This old bald monk was protected by some special Buddhist aura, so the divine beings could not affect him at all.

However, Hu Long had no effect on him.

But the same applies.

The other party couldn't do anything to him either.

To try and show off this level of mental interference in front of him is like trying to teach a master swordsman to fight.

During this time, Hu Long did consider directly acquiring the cultivation level of the Blood Exchange Realm to break through his strength.

However, breaking through to a higher level is not something that can be done overnight.

Based on previous experience in bypassing download and installation restrictions.

At least some time will be needed for the transition.

The conditions are simply not available now.

To break through at this point is tantamount to an old man taking poison, fearing he won't die fast enough.

Hu Long naturally couldn't do that.

Behind.

Seeing this scene.

Zhao Baizhou's expression darkened.

But there was nothing they could do.

Not only could they not stop the opponent, but they also failed to do so.

His opponent's escape speed was in no way inferior to his.

Even more strangely, as time went on, the opponent's speed not only did not decrease, but instead became faster and faster.

Although those at the Yuan Dan realm are said to have flawless bodies and continuous, unbroken power, they cannot withstand such depletion.

Moreover, he had already traversed hundreds of kilometers to reach the Gobi Desert.

In addition, there was the chase all the way.

Even with Zhao Baizhou's profound resources, he could not continue to maintain this situation.

After chasing for another 100 kilometers.

Zhao Baizhou finally stopped and watched as the figure disappeared into the horizon.

He landed on a deserted mountaintop.

Sit cross-legged and regulate your breathing.

After a while.

A streak of azure light pierced through the sky.

The newcomer was dressed in a green robe, with a handsome face and a long sword on his back. He had an extraordinary air about him, like a celestial being who had stepped out of a movie.

"Where is that person?"

The young man glanced around and asked.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, you're too late. That person has already escaped."

Zhao Baizhou shook his head.

He then briefly recounted what had happened.

And the young man in front of them was none other than himself.

It was none other than Yu Kongting, the patriarch of the Yu family, a supreme grandmaster whose strength had also reached the Yuan Dan realm.

It was only because of the slightly greater distance, and the slight delay in the transmission of information after Yuwen Sword fell, that they were a step too late.

After listening to what Zhao Baizhou had to say.

Yu Kongting frowned slightly.

"Is this really true? An ant who isn't even at the Blood Exchange Realm could kill two Blood Exchange Realm experts and escape from your grasp?"

He paused, his gaze slightly narrowed.

"Wait, you mean that person was wearing a black rabbit-face mask? Could it be the Rabbit, one of the twelve magical artifacts?"

"That should be it!"

Zhao Baizhou nodded slightly.

"The person's speed was at most the same as mine, or even slower, but as time went on, his speed increased, which must have been due to the activation of the magical artifact."

The Twelve Magic Tools are the pinnacle of creations from the most brilliant period of ancient magic practice tens of thousands of years ago.

They possess unpredictable power, and each artifact has its own unique abilities.

There are even rumors that the twelve magical tools conceal a secret about immortality.

Once you collect them all, you can obtain this secret.

Unfortunately, with the decline of the practice of the old techniques,

These tools were also lost over the long course of history.

Although some people occasionally obtain them, it's only one or two at most.

It was simply impossible to gather all twelve magical implements.

The closest he ever came was three thousand years ago, when an unparalleled grandmaster gathered nine magical artifacts. The power of these artifacts, combined with his own strength, made him invincible for a hundred years before his lifespan ended and he turned into a handful of dust.

The tools they had gathered were also stolen and lost.

Even so.

Obtaining even one of the twelve magical tools can bring unimaginable benefits.

"This Rabbit-shaped magical tool has been lost for a long time; I never expected it to appear here."

A look of surprise appeared on Yu Kongting's face.

"Could it have been obtained from the underground palace?"

"It's possible. Although the underground palace has been searched repeatedly, it's hard to say whether it might be hidden in some corner."

Zhao Baizhou paused briefly, then continued.

"This person is definitely not simple. Why don't we spread the word?"

"There are quite a few old guys who are interested in these magical artifacts, not to mention that I've heard that those reclusive people have been searching for magical artifacts for generations."

"Letting those people deal with him is not a bad idea."

Upon hearing this, Yu Kongting's eyes flickered slightly.

"There's no need for that."

I have a way to contact one of the reclusive lineages, and perhaps I can use this information as leverage to exchange for some elixirs.

What we'll exchange, I'll get seven and you get three, how about that?

"A miracle drug?"

Zhao Baizhou's expression shifted slightly.

He looked deeply at Yu Kongting in front of him and slowly said, "Amitabha, then so be it."

However, we must take half, after all, my Zhao family has lost a Blood Transformation Grandmaster this time.

"A 50/50 split is absolutely impossible; at most, it'll be 60/40."

Yu Kongting frowned slightly.

"Didn't my Yu family also lose a member of the bloodline? Besides, I'll handle the matter of contacting the reclusive master; you just need to sit back and reap the benefits."

"Then so be it."

Upon hearing this...

Zhao Baizhou didn't dwell on it.

Instead, he nodded.

Because he knew this was the limit, and just as the other party said, he didn't need to put in any effort at all.

Then.

After a brief conversation, the two of them...

They then each left the place.

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