Chapter 648 Luo Yuangan

Yang Wei entered the Xiaobai Divine Seal, dealt with the remaining forty gods, sucked their divine blood with the spear of destruction, and put his soul into the Zhenlong chessboard.

At this moment, Meng Xiaojian was controlling the flying magic weapon and had entered the hinterland of the Dongxuan Mansion. The cave path became much calmer. Although spiritual consciousness often came up, all of them were blocked from the flying magic weapon. Then he retreated consciously, not daring to take any actual actions.

Yang Tianwen sealed his cultivation with the sealing talisman, pretending to be an inconspicuous superior god, and his cultivation was neither high nor low. Of course, this seal was just a superficial phenomenon. In fact, to outsiders, Yang Tianwen was a superior god, but in fact, Yang Tianwen was still a peak god. To put it bluntly, this seal sealed just the appearance of magic power. He also decided to cultivate oneself and not get bloody for the time being. At the same time, Yang Tianwen was also handed over to Yang Wei for use with the Destruction Gun.

Of course, another meaning is to allow Meng Xiaojian to gain enough experience, because with Yang Tianwen's seal, the strongest team of people seemed to be Meng Xiaojian, the mid-level god.

Dongxuan Mansion, you can tell from the name that this is the hinterland of the power of Dongxuan Sect, and it is also the most important foundation and mountain gate of Dongxuan Sect. Of course, the mountain gate of Dongxuan Sect is not the city of Dongxuan Sect.

Under the Dongxuan Sect, all the forces are intricate and complicated.

"Brother Yang, why are you hiding your cultivation?" Meng Xiaojian asked in confusion.

"Haha, I don't want to cause trouble recently, cultivate myself and be self-cultivated, not get involved in karma, and calm my mind and nature in order to break through." Yang Tianwen replied with a smile.

Meng Xiaojian couldn't help but say enviously: "I didn't expect Brother Yang to be about to... hahaha... congratulations."

Yang Tianwen nodded with a constant smile.

Sometimes, you don’t cause trouble, but you always don’t let you go. Maybe it’s fate?

The weather was clear and the autumn was clear, and it was a rare leisure time, but unfortunately, two rays of light flew from a distance, chasing them one by one.

Meng Xiaojian was controlling the flying magic weapon, but he saw two rays of escape lights flying towards this side. Meng Xiaojian swept his spiritual sense, but only two upper gods, so Meng Xiaojian did not want to give in and continued to control the flying magic weapon.

After a while, the first light of escape passed by the flying magic weapon, leaving a voice saying: "Save my life, I am willing to give it to you with colorful brocade handkerchiefs."

Meng Xiaojian's reaction was very fast, and he almost subconsciously stopped the latter light and said, "Brother Yang stopped that person."

Although Yang Tianwen was puzzled, he ordered: "Yang Wei, stop him."

Yang Wei's figure flashed and disappeared. He suddenly cut through the space with his body and entered the sub-space. When he appeared, he had already caught up with the passing light and stopped the light of escape. It turned out to be a young man in a gorgeous robe, but he looked a little embarrassed.

"Young master, please stay, my boss is welcome." When Yang Wei said this, Meng Xiaojian had already captured another chasing god.

The young man was very conscious and did not resist because he felt a huge power from Yang Wei, which was the power of law that only gods had. It was definitely not something that the superior god could resist.

Meng Xiaojian captured a middle-aged man, returned to the flying magic weapon, and interrogated: "Who are you and why are you chasing the man just now?"

"Senior, please spare me. I'm just passing by and there is no intention of offense. Here are overseas monks, chasing that person is for... to covet his money." The middle-aged man answered in fear.

At this moment, Yang Wei had already brought the young man back.

Yang Tianwen said to Meng Xiaojian lightly: "I have a set of secret techniques called the Soul Searching Technique. You can find everything you want from the memory of a person's soul. However, this method is too cruel to the person being used. Brother Meng should think twice before doing it."

When Meng Xiaojian heard this, he looked happy and nodded and replied, "Brother Yang, don't worry, I won't use it indiscriminately."

Yang Tianwen generously passed the Soul Searching Method to Meng Xiaojian. Meng Xiaojian understood the mystery after a moment of thinking. He sighed in his heart that the mystery of this method is not difficult to learn, but it is better than the exquisiteness and extraordinary people can think of it.

Meng Xiaojian turned his gaze to the middle-aged man, not giving him any chance to talk nonsense, and directly used the Soul Search Method to find everything he wanted to know.

The middle-aged man who was searched for his soul was crying in pain and begging for mercy, but it was too late.

Zhong Qing'er waved her hand to block the sound, then covered Zhong Yue'er's eyes with her hands and said, "Little sister, don't look."

After Meng Xiaojian got everything he wanted to know, he apologized and withdrew his hand to apologize to Zhong Qing'er: "I'm sorry, I will try my best to avoid Yue'er's sister next time."

"How is it?" Yang Tianwen asked. Only idiots believed everything the middle-aged man said just now.

"This man was born in the Tianqiong Continent. He was an abandoned disciple from a Tianjian Villa in the Tianqiong Continent. He turned to the overseas islands. As for why he came here, he had to ask this young man." Meng Xiaojian did not say anything more, but turned to the young man in the robe who was brought back by Yang Wei.

After thinking carefully, the young man had to tell the truth: "My name is Luo Yuanqian. I am not from this continent. I also came from the Tianqiong Continent. I was born in Qianyuan Sect. My father was the leader of the Qianyuan Sect this generation. The younger generation's sect has a long history and can be traced back to the ancient times, but it has declined over the years."

The lean camels of Qianyuan Sect are bigger than horses. Although their strength has fallen to the second level, there are many treasures passed down from ancient times in the sect. When they fight to the death, no one dares to say that they can take them without any damage. Until the appearance of the colorful brocade handkerchief, this thing brought a catastrophe to the Qianyuan Sect.

The young man escaped when the Qianyuan Sect was destroyed. He had been hiding his identity for nearly a thousand years. He escaped from the Sky Continent with peace, but he did not expect to meet the abandoned disciples of Tianjian Villa.

Tianjian Villa was one of the forces that destroyed Qianyuan Sect that day, but this middle-aged man unexpectedly learned that the young man had colorful brocade handkerchiefs in his hands, and he had been hunting him down from overseas.

"My friend Luo, I remember you said, stop that person and give him a colorful brocade handkerchief? Now, you can give it to us." Meng Xiaojian asked Luo Yuanqian directly.

Yang Tianwen and Yang Wei did not care about this, and the Zhong sisters did not express their opinions.

Luo Yuanqian thought for a long time and responded: "Yes, but you must swear that you cannot kill me in any form!"

Yang Tianwen said lightly: "If you want to give, give it, get out if you don't give it! I want you to swear, you are not qualified!"

You are just a superior god, and it's like a killing an ant. Have you ever heard of an ant dared to ask a saint to swear? Fortunately, when you met Yang Tianwen and his group, they were replaced by someone else, they might kill someone and seize the treasure as soon as possible.

Meng Xiaojian glanced at Yang Tianwen, thought for a moment, and echoed: "You go." Meng Xiaojian waved his hand gently and slapped Luo Yuangan out of the flying magic weapon.

Luo Yuangan only felt a force, gently pushing himself back for hundreds of meters and then disappeared. What he saw was a gradual light of escape. He was shocked in his heart. There was such a decent master in this divine world? Could it be that they didn't know the importance of the colorful brocade handkerchief?

It's unreasonable. If you don't know, why did they rescue each other? Luo Yuangan couldn't even think of the answer even if he wanted to break his head.

Meng Xiaojian also asked in confusion: "Brother Yang, why did you let him go like this? At least you have to get the colorful brocade handkerchief before you can talk about it."

"Although I don't know what the importance of the colorful brocade handkerchief is, I know that it can cause the demise of a sect, which is definitely a huge trouble. Unless we kill the Luo Yuan to silence the brocade handkerchief while getting the brocade handkerchief, it will inevitably attract the pursuit of countless pretenders. Besides, you and I have never seen the so-called colorful brocade handkerchief. How do you know whether this person came up with true or false? Or he might just give us a fake, and then spread the news to distract us. Then we will lose more than we have." After all, Yang Tianwen has experienced a lot, and is good at calculating, and has much deeper consideration.

"Then let's just let it go?" Meng Xiaojian asked depressedly.

"Of course not. I have left a soul mark on Luo Yuangan. As long as the mark exists, everything about him is in my control. We just need to wait and see if it changes. If we can't say that the time is right, Luo Yuangan will hand over the things willingly and ask us to accept them?" Yang Tianwen raised his eyebrows and said.

The city of Dongxuan Prefecture is called Dongxuan City, so the city lord is naturally a member of the Dongxuan Sect.

After nearly a month, everyone finally arrived at Dongxuan City. Meng Xiaojian was excited to see Dongxuan City lively and prosperous.
Chapter completed!