When Chu Xiang heard this, his heart tightened.

"It seems like today is going to be a bad day..." At the same time, thousands of thoughts flashed through Chu Xiang's mind, and he began to look for a way to save himself.

"Senior, you only need to bring this junior back to the sect and test his spiritual root to know whether he is lying. My spiritual root is the flawless spiritual root. I am a second-grade talent, so my cultivation speed is so fast." Chu

Nightmare could only answer like this, hoping that the other party would be shocked by his flawless spiritual roots.

"You have one more chance. If you don't tell the truth, I will immediately extract your soul and refine your soul, making you unable to live or die." The man smiled coldly. Chu Xiang's words had no effect on the man.

It is impossible to bring Chu Yan back.

First, let’s not talk about whether Chu Xiang’s flawless spiritual root is real or fake. If he brings it back to the sect, he will lose the chance to get Chu Xiang’s secret.

Secondly, if Chu Xiang really has flawless spiritual roots, then Chu Xiang is undoubtedly the treasure among the precious disciples to the sect. If Chu Xiang says a word, he will die without a burial place.

"May I ask what your senior's name is and if you have any relatives?" Chu Xiang felt desperate and silent for a moment, then suddenly asked the man such a meaningless question.

"My name is Fan Gui, and I have a younger brother named Fan Jian. He is the deacon of the medicine field of Sengui Sect." Fan Gui frowned slightly, but still answered Chu Xiang.

Chu Xiang suddenly smiled evilly and said faintly: "If I, Chu Xiang, don't die today, please remember that it was you who killed your brother. If he died in your hands, you will be punished by the evil forces of the Hu family."

The soul of the generation is scattered, and it will never be reincarnated."

Chu Yan didn't have any secrets at the moment. If he told the truth, the other party wouldn't believe it. He could only make up lies to deceive the other party for a while, but he would also end up dead.

Chu Yan herself didn't know why, but when she really faced death, she couldn't feel the slightest fear in her heart, only a sense of desolation.

Therefore, it is better to express the unhappiness in your heart and provoke the other party to kill yourself, so as not to endure the inner suffering.

At the same time, he still has a glimmer of hope in his heart, he is gambling!

"You're looking for death." Sure enough, after Fan Gui heard Chu Xiang's words, he waved his hand and Chu Xiang's body was thrown out, hit the rock wall, and fell to the ground. He was immediately covered in bruises and vomited blood.

"It seems that the only way is to extract your soul, and then give your soul to my brother and let him refine the memory in your soul. This deacon can also get your secret. This is your own choice." Fan

With a ferocious look on his face, Gui walked and talked, and came to Chu Xiang who was trying to struggle to get up.

Fan Gui sighed inwardly. He didn't expect Chu Yan to be so stubborn. In his heart, he actually refused to share secrets with his brother.

"Kill me immediately if you dare, otherwise you will regret it." Chu Yan roared, clenching his fists, condensing his spiritual shield fist, and punched Fan Gui in front of him with all his strength.

Bang~

A wall of earth rose from the ground, blocking Chu Yan's spirit shield fist. There was even a rebound, and Chu Yan was bounced back again, rolling along the ground. After stopping, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities." Fan Gui approached again and grabbed Chu Yan from the air.

Chu Xiang had been beaten to a bloody head. He opened one eye slightly and sarcastically said as he was about to die: "You will never...know...about it."

"Oh? Really?" Fan Gui's eyes flashed with a stern look, his face showed cruelty, he stretched out two fingers and touched the center of Chu Xiang's eyebrows.

"Watch how this deacon draws out your soul."

"Come out here, deacon." Fan Gui's face suddenly became ferocious, and he turned his two fingers into claws, and a blurry and illusory white shadow was grabbed from Chu Xiang's forehead, as if he really wanted to pull out Chu Xiang's soul.

"ah......"

Chu Yan's face was distorted and he howled loudly. He didn't know how much pain he was suffering, and his whole body began to twitch.

But at this moment, Chu Xiang's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his eyes were filled with silver light.

A ray of silver light spread around Chu Yan's body without any warning, and directly bounced Fan Gui several feet away.

After Fan Gui stopped, he suddenly looked at Chu Yan, his face was filled with surprise and surprise.

"There is indeed a secret."

But when Fan Gui just took two steps forward, his expression immediately changed drastically.

He looked in front of Chu Yan in disbelief and let out a scream of extreme fear.

"impossible!"

"It's actually... the guardian spirit... treasure..." Fan Gui's voice suddenly stopped, and he had no resistance at all as a silver sword light penetrated his body.

.

"Only a Yuanying monk can set up a spiritual treasure to protect the way. It turns out that he really didn't lie. He is really the disciple secretly accepted by Elder Wan Mozi. I, damn..."

Fan Gui fell to the ground, his pupils were dilated, his vitality disappeared, and he died without closing his eyes.

Chu Yan sat paralyzed on the ground, leaning against the rocky mountain, breathing heavily, his face illuminated by silver light, and he looked excitedly at the silver sword floating in front of him, the small sword his father gave him.

Chu Yan had a feeling since he was a child that his father was not as ordinary as he seemed, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Ever since the little sword changed that day, Chu Xiang had guessed that his father was not an ordinary person, but maybe a monk. Giving him the little sword was not accidental, but a life-saving thing in times of crisis.

Therefore, Chu Xiang was betting just now that the silver sword in his body would save him. He did not believe in himself, but in his father Chu Zhengnan.

Facts have proved that he was right.

The silver light sword suddenly flashed, engulfed Chu Yan's body and disappeared.

Chu Yan immediately swept his spiritual consciousness towards his dantian, which made him frown. He didn't see any trace of the Silver Light Sword. He searched every corner of his body, but still couldn't find it.

Chu Yan was silent for a while and gave up searching.

He glanced at the corpse not far away, then closed his eyes, started cultivating, and adjusted his breath.

After calming down, Chu Yan slowly crawled towards Fan Gui's body. He had no feeling in his feet and his leg bones were broken in many places.

Except for the blood stains on her face, there was no color at all, her lips were white, and she was sweating. Gritting her teeth, she finally crawled to Fan Gui's cold body.

Chu Xiang started groping for the corpse, and then Chu Xiang's face lit up with joy.

"Yes."

Chu Yan took out a vermilion bag from the corpse's arms. It was embroidered with runes and patterns. It was very exquisite. It was an empty bag.

Without hesitation, Chu Yan's spiritual consciousness went straight to the Suokong Bag. As for the spiritual mark that Fan Gui left on the Suokong Bag, it had long since dissipated, allowing Chu Yan's spiritual consciousness to penetrate deep into it without any hindrance.

"It's actually an intermediate-level air lock capsule." Chu Yan scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that there was a room-sized space inside the air lock capsule, and there were many things in it.

There were some clothes, many talismans, flying swords, leather scrolls, and a scroll. What made Chu Xiang's mouth dry the most was that there were hundreds of light blue crystal jade stones inside.

Chu Yan knew that it was a complete spiritual stone, not a broken spiritual stone.

But these are not what Chu Yan needs at the moment. What he is looking for is the elixir.

There were many bottles in the locking bag, but Chu Xiang didn't know which ones could be used to treat injuries, so he had to take out all the medicine bottles.

"This is the Marrow Cleansing Pill. I no longer need to cleanse my qualifications, but I can use them to replenish my spiritual energy." Chu Xiang picked up a few white vials, waved them at the empty capsule, and put them back.

"Huh? What kind of elixir is this? It smells so good." Chu Xiang picked up a black bottle and uncorked it. A strange fragrance came out. When Chu Xiang smelled it, he couldn't help but pour it into his mouth.
Chapter completed!