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In the early morning, the black city is not as prosperous as before, I don't know if it is because of the time, at this time, the shops and bars in the black city are all closed, there is no light, only a few dim street lamps are still on the street, and it looks bleak from a distance.

There were no people on the streets, and from time to time confetti drifted by, and the black city, which had always been bustling, now looked like an empty city.

Outside the five-story building where Hong Jiuling lived, there were no subordinates in punk costumes as usual, and it looked extremely deserted.

There are a few lights on the third floor, making it the brightest in the Black City.

The small building was lifeless, without any life, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn. On the sofa in the living room sat a Taoist priest who was about half a hundred, and there was no doubt that he was a cultivator.

The Taoist priest was wearing a blue-gray robe, with his hands in his wide sleeves, his expression was hideous and cold, his wrinkled old eyes were slightly narrowed, the cold light was shining, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were wrinkled together, he looked very gloomy, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Pour wine for this way!" Lao Dao raised his eyelids and glanced at Hong Jiuling sideways.

Hong Jiuling was injured at this time, standing beside Lao Dao, blood flowed down his arm, and his original feminine appearance was even more damaged, with a bruise on his forehead, occasionally oozing blood, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and the corners of his mouth had coagulated bloodstains, and his expression was dejected.

Hong Jiuling has been tossed by this person for three days, and he no longer has any temper. This Taoist is ruthless, and the methods of torturing people are outrageous.

Four days ago, after he asked his subordinates to raze the Pink Courtyard, he met this old way when he returned to the Black City. This old Taoist claims to be a Wushen Daoist and wants to come to Heicheng to buy spiritual grass.

All the spirit grass that Hong Jiuling collected now was kept for Xiao Cheng, so he did not hesitate to say that there was no spirit grass, but this person easily restrained him and found a jade box containing a quarter of the spirit pill from him.

This Wushen Taoist took a quarter of the Yunling Pill and looked at it for a long time, then he was trapped in the small building and forced to ask about the prescription or origin of the Yunling Pill.

Yun Ling Pill was given to him by Xiao Cheng, he naturally didn't know the prescription, and as for the origin, he couldn't even say, listening to the tone of this Wushen Daoist, it should be a powerhouse of the seventh order of Jindan, so he didn't think of a way to inform Xiao Cheng.

Although Xiao Cheng's talent is shocking, he has reached the realm of Jindan at the age of eighteen, and his future is immeasurable, but Xiao Cheng is still too young, and he is definitely not the opponent of the seventh-order powerhouse of Jindan, even if Xiao Cheng is notified, the result of Xiao Cheng's arrival will only be worse.

In the past three days, Wushen Daoist tortured him in every way, which really made him worse than death, but fortunately, Wushen Daoist wanted to get a prescription and couldn't kill him, otherwise he had no doubt that Wushen Daoist would kill him directly with his vicious character.

He is a smart person, since this Dao person cares so much about the prescription, he can't say it anyway, on the one hand, Xiao Cheng is quite good to him, and on the other hand, he is a dead end if he says it, so he gritted his teeth and survived, I just hope that this Dao person will finally believe his words and let him go.

Hong Jiuling heard the words of the Taoist, and his face was solemn and poured old wine for the old Tao.

"Yes, that's good!" Wu Shen Daoist drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, smashed his mouth, looked up at Hong Jiuling, and smiled coldly: "What? Still don't want to say? You must know that Ben Dao's patience is limited, and time is also limited, so I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

If you don't say it, don't blame Bendao for abolishing you. You've been cultivating for twenty or thirty years, and if you are abolished, your twenty or thirty years of cultivation will be in vain!"

Wushen Daoist was originally an alchemist, and he only wanted to find a few flavors of spiritual grass when he came to Heicheng, and when he met Hong Jiuling, he noticed that Hong Jiuling had aura fluctuations on his body, so he captured Hong Jiuling and found out the elixir.

When he saw that quarter of the elixir, he was extremely excited, this was the first time he had seen such an elixir with abundant aura, even his deceased master could not refine an elixir with abundant aura.

But from his point of view, the refining method of this elixir seems to be extremely simple, the structure is loose, and it will be broken when pinched, and it is definitely not an elixir refined by a high-level alchemist, so it must be that the prescription of this elixir is very good.

Encountering this kind of elixir, as an alchemist, how can he not be moved, once he can refine this elixir rich in spiritual energy, I am afraid that the entire cultivation world will go crazy about it, and he will be able to get more wealth and higher status.

"If you tell the prescription or the source of this elixir, this Dao will not treat you badly, I have some high-grade elixirs, which will be of great help to you. ”

Wushen Daoist smiled coldly, and took out a twelve-grid jade box, each grid contained several pills, the pills were of different colors, and as soon as the jade box was opened, it exuded a soothing fragrance.

Wushen Daoist pointed to the pills in the jade box, and said with a proud smile: "These are the best pills that this Dao has refined for so many years, each one is a top-notch product, by no means comparable to ordinary pills, and a pill is worth at least a medium-grade spirit stone."

If you tell me the prescription or origin of the pills, and all of them are yours, how about that?"

Hong Jiuling looked at the pills in the jade box of Wushen Daoren, felt the breath of the pills, and had to admit that these pills were all top-notch, he had never seen this kind of pill before, and the pills he got every time he changed in the middle of the Yuan Festival were just ordinary black hawthorn pills.

However, he didn't pay attention to these elixirs, compared to the Yunling Pill given by the young master, these colorful elixirs were nothing.

Although he had been extremely miserable by the Wushen Dao people, Hong Jiuling felt a burst of contempt for this old Taoist at this time.

"The juniors really don't know the origin of the pill, let alone the prescription, and the juniors of the pill were also lucky. Hong Jiuling shook his head and said.

Wu Shen Daoren's methods are nothing more than coercion and temptation, which he has played many times, not to mention that these pills are really very ordinary.

"Hmph! You think you're a three-year-old kid? You got it by luck, can't you pick it up?"

When Wu Shen Daoist heard Hong Jiuling's lame words, he was furious, his face was extremely gloomy, he stood up from the sofa, and released the majestic power unique to the seventh-order powerhouse of Jindan, which made Hong Jiuling feel frightened and involuntarily took two steps back.

This kind of elixir rich in rich aura can still be obtained by luck, he is an alchemist, and he knows that the value of this elixir is not something that can be obtained by luck at all.

Moreover, Hong Jiuling only glanced at the elixir in his jade box, which was even more contempt and sarcasm for him.

"Toast and don't eat anything that punishes drinking, don't think that if you want to get a prescription, you won't dare to do anything to you. See if I don't waste you!"

Wu Shen Daoist said, grabbed Hong Jiuling's neck like a chicken, and grabbed Hong Jiuling, Hong Jiuling was grabbed by the neck, his face was red, and a hoarse sound came out of his throat.

"Do you say it or not?" Wu Shen Daoist snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to press on Hong Jiuling's dantian.

"Junior...... Say!" Hong Jiuling's heart was cold, this was his cultivation for twenty or thirty years, if this Wushen Daoist really destroyed his Dao foundation, he would lose everything including Heicheng.

Hearing that Hong Jiuling was finally about to speak, Wu Shen Daoren's eyes were cold, and he let go of his hand so that Hong Jiuling could speak, but he still carried Hong Jiuling in the air and pressed one hand on Hong Jiuling's dantian.

"Ahem!" Hong Jiuling coughed dryly, his mind racing.

He must not say anything about the young master, with the perverse character of this person, he said that he would definitely die, and the young master would also be implicated, and there was no benefit in saying it, so the only way to do it now was to delay time and find another opportunity to escape.

"Seniors, this elixir is actually obtained by the younger generation with a medium-grade spirit grass jade ginseng, this elixir is called Qiankun Yun Ling Pill. At that time, the senior also needed jade ginseng, so he exchanged a Qiankun Yunling Pill for jade ginseng......" Hong Jiuling said half-truthfully.

This Yunling Pill was given to him by Xiao Cheng, and at that time, he did give Xiao Cheng a jade ginseng, and he didn't worry about Wushen Daoist seeing the flaw.

"Oh? It turned out to be called Qiankun Yunling Pill, and the name is really extraordinary, and it is extremely appropriate! You go on, who is that person?" Wu Shen Daoist saw Hong Jiuling's calm expression, so he believed it a little and nodded.

It is appropriate to exchange such a elixir with a jade ginseng, and there is nothing illogical in it.

"That senior said that if you have a medium-grade spirit grass in the future, you can go to him, and give the junior an address! If the senior Wushen wants to find him, the junior can take you there......" Hong Jiuling felt the stinging pain in his throat and said hoarsely.

The reason why he said this is to delay time, if this Taoist really believed his statement, he took this Taoist out for a walk, and there were many ways to escape.

"En!" Wu Shen Daoist groaned slightly, nodded, and believed Hong Jiuling's statement.

If the other party is also an alchemist, he must also need spirit grass, and the alchemist's time is extremely tight, and at the beginning of alchemy, he will not be able to rest for several days, so it is reasonable for Hong Jiuling to send some high-grade spirit grass over.

"You go on, Ben Dao knows that you are worried about your own life, and I won't force you to tell you the specific location, but who is the senior in your mouth?

Although Wushen Daoist has already believed seventy percent, he is not so easy to coax, if he doesn't explain clearly, how can he completely believe Hong Jiuling's statement.

"This senior is a hermit master, not very famous, and he may not know if he talks to Wushen's senior!" Hong Jiuling explained, racking his brains as he said who to say, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

The cultivation realm says that it is not big, and it is not small, but most people with famous names have heard of famous names even if they don't know them, especially alchemists, and it is even rarer, and it is difficult to find such a suitable person.

"What's it called? Don't tell you that this person didn't even tell you his name?" Wu Shen Daoist tightened his hand and pinched Hong Jiuling hard.

"That senior's name is Qinglong Zhenren......"

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~RS