Master Qin was negotiating and negotiating with Leng Bingshan.

Yan Wuque and Ding Xing over there were also arguing about whether to stay or not.

"Fellow Daoist Ding, don't think about snatching the Chixiao Axe. The distance of the alcohol spreading too far, and it must have covered the old monster of the Zi Mansion. As long as you dare to refine the alcohol, even if it is a thread, the direction will be exposed to them. Then they will come with the alcohol, and then there will be a lot of danger."

Yan Wuque felt that the magic axe was disintegrated, and Ding Xing had lost the conditions to get involved in the magic axe.

The monks of the Purple Palace in the palace will never tolerate Ding Xing to secretly pick the qi. As long as Ding Xing dares to pick the stolen things, he will inevitably face a steep situation of siege and blocking.

Even if Ding Xing has outstanding escape skills and can avoid the relentless pursuit of the old monster in the Purple Mansion, what is the point of dealing with it? If you are not careful, you will be killed.

For safety reasons, Yan Wuque persuaded Ding Xing to leave as soon as possible.

Ding Xing had a different view.

"I said, I must have the Chixiao Divine Axe."

Ding Xing's attitude was very firm, but he did not force Yan Wuque. "The old monsters in the Purple Mansion must be busy collecting alcohol. There will be no danger of escaping now, and they will not stop them. Fellow Daoist Yan, you can leave first, let's make an appointment to meet again."

When Yan Wuque heard this, he was a little puzzled. He really couldn't understand why Ding Xing was so persistent about the Chixiao Axe?

"I admit that the town artifacts in Jiusu Xueyuan are very powerful. When I was still in my hometown, I heard of the reputation of these artifacts. However, there are six immortal cultivation worlds on our land, and there are many ancient ruins similar to the forbidden area of ​​Zhuying. The treasures inside the palace guarding Taoist court you mentioned are no worse than the Chixiao Divine Axe. Fellow Daoist Ding, you really don't have to take such a big risk for the Chixiao Divine Axe."

Yan Wuque was unwilling to leave alone and continued to persuade Ding Xing with great sincerity.

He was mainly worried that Ding Xing would die here, and then the Wanwen hexagram that Ding Xing promised would be beaten up.

Ding Xing was not convenient to explain to him. If he really explained, he might not believe it. Should he tell him that he was transformed by the soul of an ancient monk, and that this axe was originally his natal magic weapon?

Ding Xing himself didn't believe it.

"I don't like the magical powers of this axe." Ding Xing said far-fetchedly: "In short, the Chixiao Axe is very important to me, and it is related to the safety of the Tiandong Immortal Cultivation World. Fellow Daoist Yan, you don't have to persuade me anymore. No matter how dangerous it is, I will give it a try."

"Oh, it turns out that fellow Daoist Ding is from Tiandong! It is rumored that after the two continents meet, Jiusu Xueyuan will conquer Tiandong. It seems that this is true. You are lurking alone on the snowfield, probably to carry out your secret action in the Tiandong Immortal Cultivation World. You are so brave!" Yan Wuque said this, but he actually didn't care.

He thought Ding Xing was a bit pedantic, and it was not really a wise man to take risks in this way. A monk should take the pursuit of immortality as his responsibility and should devote all his time and energy to his practice. If he wastes his limited lifespan on conquest and domination, it would be contrary to immortality.

He speculated that Ding Xing was an elite trained by the Tiandong Sect. He was encouraged and encouraged by the old men of the sect, so he committed this so-called reckless behavior of cherishing one's own righteousness.

He did not agree with this behavior, but it did not affect his appreciation for Ding Xing.

Ding Xing is not only brave and knowledgeable, but also has superb super powers. The key is that there is strong support from the world of immortal cultivation. If Ding Xing can be fully prepared this time, Yan Wuque feels that this will benefit him.

"Since you have decided to collect alcohol, have you mastered the method of sacrifice and refining the Chixiao Axe? Can you reveal your methods to me? Maybe I can plan with you and help you with your help." Yan Wuque has been desperate for many years and has been traveling between life and death. He has fought with the monks of the Zi Mansion once or twice. If he really wants to support Ding Xing, his effect will be extremely significant.

This time, Ding Xing wants to successfully collect Qi, he really needs a right-hand assistant like Yan Wuque to protect the Dharma.

Ding Xing alone was unable to deal with the heavy attacks of the old monster in the Zi Mansion while picking up his energy. The only old monster in the Zi Mansion he had contacted earlier was Master Qin, but he could not ignore the possibility of other old monsters in the Zi Mansion coming.

If there are more than two old monsters in the Zifu Palace in the palace who are tracing the whereabouts of the Chixiao Divine Axe, then Ding Xing's action of snatching the alcoholic smell will become extremely dangerous, and he must borrow Yan Wuque's ability.

After considering it, he confessed to Yan Wuque: "To be honest, the Jiusu divine artifact is also a treasure of the Daoting Court. I have mastered the treasure-controlled hexagram technique of the Chixiao Divine Axe. This is my unique advantage in collecting Qi."

He raised his arm and pointed around: "Although the smell of alcohol has filled the entire palace, I can harvest all the alcohol in a very short time. If I have good luck, I can even escape with the alcohol before the old monster in the Purple Mansion is tracking over."

Yan Wuque was shocked when he heard that the Jiusu magic weapon was actually related to the gong Taoist temple.

However, after being surprised, he stroked his forehead gently and realized: "I should have thought of it long ago that the Moyu Sect in the Palace Daoting Court specializes in practicing wine methods. The nine-simple magical artifacts are all made of alcohol. The ability to control alcohol to such a strong level in this world must be the inheritance of the Moyu Sect."

He sighed, stared at Ding Xing suddenly and asked: "Even if you have the imperial treasure hexagram and can draw light and drink in a moment, how can you escape from this palace? This is the Lingding Chang River, the left bank is the Hetao, and the right bank is the snow field. No matter which direction you escape, how powerful is, you can't escape the pursuit of the old monster in the purple palace."

Ding Xing immediately summoned the crescent moon wheel: "Before I cross the river, I built a teleportation array gate first. Just by sacrificing this natal magic weapon, I can teleport to the other side of the river a hundred miles away. How can the old monster in the purple palace chase after it?"

Yan Wuque was stunned immediately.

After a while, a word popped out from his mouth: "Wonderful!"

Ding Xing had already prepared a way out, so it was definitely worth a try to grab the alcohol!

Yan Wuque stopped hesitating and swung his cuffs, three magic weapons with golden light hung out.

The first treasure is gold ink, the second treasure is gold paper, and the third treasure is gold inkstone.

He introduced: "Add to add the finishing touch of gold pens, gathering the four treasures of the ink, paper and inkstone, you can arrange a set of ancient strange formations, "Golden Wall Wen Pavilion". I personally confirmed that 10% of the Wen Pavilion can block the attacks of the early stage monks of the Purple Palace, but now I am taking over the body, and my magic power has been weakened and I can't hold on for too long. You'd better be able to collect energy in one stick of incense."

Ding Xing could not predict whether he could succeed in one stick of incense. When he was in Yuhuaze, he used the axe to sacrifice and refine the rain axe when he was in Yuhuaze, but when the hexagram power was together, the range of his divine thoughts would be extended and the alcohol would gather wildly to his side.

He felt that a stick of incense should be fine.

He said, "How many cultivators have sneaked into this palace and how many old monsters in the Purple Mansion? We know nothing. Once I start casting spells and collecting qi, the situation is unpredictable. So I will take one step at a time. If the "Jinbi Wen Pavilion" can be blocked, everything will be fine. If it cannot be stopped, then the amount of alcohol can be collected first. Safety must be put first. If it is really important, I will not fight head-on with the old monster in the Purple Mansion!"

After hearing this, Yan Wuque restrained his solemn attitude on his face and suddenly smiled: "Take the finishing touch back to me, and I will give up my orders today and set up the Jinbi Wen Pavilion array here to help you fight against the old monster in the purple palace."
Chapter completed!