Deacon Hall, two people sitting opposite each other in the empty hall.

The aroma of the spiritual tea on the table is refreshing.

On one side was the Master of the Seven Swords Sect who was enjoying his leisure time sipping spiritual tea, and on the other was the anxious and impatient Elder Xu of the Deacon Hall.

"The fact about the Golden Thread Grass is an accident. It was the pagoda spirit Chen Kua who deceived me. I spent 10,000 spirit stones to get it. The price for transferring it to Brother Aogu is actually not expensive."

"If you say it's not expensive, it's not expensive. Who made you the sect master? It doesn't matter how much it costs. I accept it."

"Brother Ao Gu is really happy. Here are 1,500 spiritual stones, returned to you."

"That's pretty much it... The sect leader is happy enough, we're even."

"Brother Aogu and I are old acquaintances. How can I let you suffer a loss? This time I come not only to return your spirit stone, but also to tell you something."

"Sect Master, please tell me clearly, what do you want to sell me? You want money, not your life!"

"Brother Proud has misunderstood. I'm not selling anything, but I'm telling you a piece of news about the two fire-weary silk sea maps in your hand."

"What happened to those two pictures?"

"Brother Proud, have you heard about overseas treasure ships and their owners?"

"I've heard a little bit. It's said that the treasure ship contains the most precious treasures and rare objects in the world."

"The clues on those two charts may lead to the whereabouts of the treasure ship."

"really?"

"I have received definite information that the Xuanyu Ship will stop at a certain sea area every hundred years, and there is a sea map. As long as the sea map is pieced together, there is a chance to find the whereabouts of the treasure ship. I just don't know if Brother Proud will dare to go and find out."

"Of course I dare! There is no place in this world that I dare not go to."

"Brother Proud is so brave, but the fire-wearing silk is special and is not afraid of fire, so it can easily be disguised in other maps, such as sheepskin rolls and cowhide rolls. Next time if you find some unreliable maps, Brother Proud might as well use it.

Try burning it with a flame, you might be surprised."

"Okay, I've written it down."

"The map is about four pieces, and there are still two pieces left. If I can put together a complete sea map, I hope Brother Proud can tell me. I also want to go to the treasure ship to exchange for some things. Don't bother me. The spiritual tea in Deacon Hall is good."

"Congratulations to the sect leader...burning the parchment? Why do I feel like I have burned it?"

After walking out of the deacon hall, Yunji was in a good mood.

He was not here to return the spirit stone, but to give Xu Aogu some start-up capital.

Hezhou is a huge city with a vast sea of ​​people. How many residual maps can be bought with 1,500 spiritual stones? When all the money is spent, Brother Aogu will have to work hard to earn spiritual stones and buy maps at the same time.

Yunji felt that it was money well spent to hire a coolie from the Golden Core realm for one thousand and five hundred spirit stones.

I happened to meet Deacon Chen Zhouhua at the door of the Deacon Hall.

Chen Zhouhua nodded and bowed, lowering his eyebrows to please his eyes, but did not dare to raise his head for fear that Yun Ji would recognize him.

"Deacon Chen."

"It's me, it's me, what are your orders, sect master."

"There is still a shortage of dung pickers in Lingtian, and there is still a shortage of diggers in Lingmine."

"No shortage, quite a lot..."

"That's good, just come with me."

"Hey, yes."

Chen Zhouhua followed Yunji forward fearfully, his steps were frivolous and his mind was absent-minded.

"Are the shoes on Deacon Chen's feet too big? He seems to be unsteady when walking."

"Yes, it is a bit big."

"Then just change to a smaller pair. By coincidence, I have a pair of small shoes here. How about I give them to you?"

"Sect Master, I was wrong! I was blind and made things difficult for the Sect Master at the beginning. If you have a lot of money, please spare me!"

"Really, Deacon Chen has forgotten that I didn't even mention it. It turns out that you are making things difficult for me."

"Sect Master, have mercy! I will never dare to do it again...I am willing to make amends for my past mistakes!"

"Okay, I need your help with something."

"No matter what the sect master sends you, I, Chen Zhouhua, will never give up even if I die!"

"Don't be nervous, it's a trivial matter. Just keep an eye on Xu Aogu for me. When he dances for joy one day, remember to report back to me."

"Dancing? Remember! Don't worry, Sect Master, I will definitely help you handle this matter! I send you off, Sect Master, and go slowly!"

When Yunji's back disappeared, Chen Zhouhua wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and returned to the deacon hall muttering.

From then on, he was particularly interested in Xu Aogu, and would greet him whenever he had nothing to do, especially the other person's happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy, which seemed to affect Chen Zhouhua's nerves.

Ice Soul Peak is as cold as ever.

The peak is covered with a layer of white snow all year round.

The four seasons cycle, and the scenery in the deep mountains changes alternately, but the ice and snow of Bingpo Peak remains unchanged.

Not only the ice and snow remain unchanged, but also the bone flower pots on the windowsill of Yunji.

Yunji, the leader of the Seven Swords Sect, is so low-key that he rarely appears in front of his disciples.

Even Bingso Peak rarely leaves.

The only places he visited most were the Library Pavilion and the Star Observation Hall.

Spring comes early again this year.

Qin Wu's footsteps were as full of vitality as the green buds in early spring, and he walked to the door of the sect master's courtyard with a sound of kicking and kicking.

Just when I was about to lock the door, the door opened first.

A middle-aged man with an expressionless face and a scruffy beard walked out of it. The man walked slowly out of the yard and walked away with his hands behind his back.

"Elder Mei..."

Qin Wu subconsciously wanted to bow his hands in greeting, but he froze half way down.

It was true that the person who came out was Mei Qingfeng, but he was not a living person, but a puppet.

Qin Wu secretly said it was bad luck that he almost bumped into a dead man so early in the morning.

When I walked into the yard, I first saw the open window and the bone flowerpot on the windowsill.

Qin Wu's eyelids twitched again.

I thought to myself what was wrong with the sect master, he was refining dead people and raising bones, yet he didn't feel shy about dealing with these dead things every day.

Knock the door.

"Sect Master, today is the period for the martial arts performance of the Seven Meridians of the sect. Would you like to go to the ring and have a look?"

"metropolitan?"

After waiting for a long time and no one answered, Qin Wu scratched his head and pushed the door open.

In his opinion, the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Performance is a grand event for the sect, and it is better for the new sect leader Yunji to show his face and stay behind closed doors to show what the other disciples think. They think the sect leader is possessed by a demon and dare not see anyone.

It's not that there are no such rumors in the sect, it's just that no one dares to say it openly.

As soon as he entered the house, before taking two steps, Qin Wu felt something above his head.

He looked up and saw a big caterpillar lying on the beam. As soon as he opened the door, the big caterpillar failed to grasp it firmly and fell down.

Chirp.

The big caterpillar just stuck to Qin Wu's face, with soft flesh and a bunch of tiny claws crawling around...

The second senior brother's screams rang out from Bingso Peak, causing the remaining snow on the eaves to flutter down.

At this time, Yunji was sitting in the empty library.

In his hand, he held a book called "Hundred Poisons", which recorded various poison-related experiences. Some of them were also marked with detoxification methods and materials. Some unsolved poisons were only replaced by the word "unsolved".

Yunji's eyes quickly browsed through various strange poisons, and finally landed on the last page of the book.

The last page records the most difficult poison in the world, the devil poison.

The expression of magic poison is very simple.

Demons come from nothingness and can infect everything in the world, plundering the vitality of all things and killing them if they touch them.

The antidote column is marked later, and it is different from the other poisons. There are only two words written on it, no solution.

Closing the book, Yunji was slightly disappointed.

He had already rummaged through the books on demons in the library, just to find a way to relieve Uncle Qi of the demonic aura.
Chapter completed!