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Chapter 305 The Promise Gate(3/3)

Li Zongsheng said no more, and the Bing Ning sword drew a beautiful arc, cutting off Zhao Wuji on the stage.

The storm subsided, and Li Xuanyou and Li Zongsheng returned home.

Li Xuanyou's face didn't look good, so she turned around and entered her brother's room.

Li Zongsheng knew why. Her only hope was Master Zhao, but she didn't expect that Master Zhao was a liar and her brother's illness was hopeless.

No, not necessarily, Li Zongsheng suddenly remembered something. He remembered that when he and Yu Ziqing went to Tianji Pavilion, he heard that there was something hidden on the top floor of Tianji Pavilion, which could make the living dead, flesh and white bones.

It’s true that Wuji Sect is a cult, but what about this Tianji Pavilion? Is there really a way in this world that can bring people back to life?

But with what he is now, can he really make it to the top?

Li Zongsheng hesitated.

After a while of burning incense, Li Xuanyou came out of the house, only to find that Li Zongsheng's figure had disappeared. Only a note remained under the dim oil lamp.

"I will definitely find a way to save your brother, wait for me!"

Li Xuanyou smiled, her eyes filled with tears.

She knew that her brother could no longer hold on, and perhaps Li Zongsheng was his last hope.

Tiandu City, at the foot of Tianji Pavilion.

Li Zongsheng returned to this familiar place again, but the last time he came, he didn't even bother to enter. But this time, he wanted to break into the top of the pavilion.

Li Zongsheng climbed up the stairs, looked at the simple and dignified wooden door, stretched out his hand, and was about to knock on the door.

But just like last time, the door suddenly opened.

"This is our guest again. It seems that your Excellency is really interested in our Tianji Pavilion!" Taoist Priest Daokong smiled at Li Zongsheng.

"It's just that this time the guest officer doesn't look as energetic as last time."

"I want to come to ask for medicine." Li Zongsheng did not mess around with him this time, and expressed his intention straight to the point.

"Asking for medicine? My Tianji Pavilion is not a pharmacy. Where can I find medicine?" Daokong spread his hands.

"I know you have it. You must know what I want." Li Zongsheng grabbed Daokong's hand and said urgently.

"Pindao really doesn't know!" Daokong continued to smile and shake his head, as if he was teasing Li Zongsheng.

"It's a matter of life and death!" Li Zongsheng scratched his head anxiously, but he really didn't know what the medicine was.

"Oh, I understand. What the guest is talking about is the secret method of my Tianji Pavilion, the secret method of the Nine-turn Returning Yang Shen Dan?"

"Yes, yes, that's the nine-turn pill." Li Zongsheng was delighted.

"This is the secret method of our Tianji Pavilion. The price is not cheap. I wonder if the guest officer can pay the price?" Daokong showed a meaningful smile.

"How much?"

"We are all cultivators, so it is vulgar to talk about money! We at Tianji Pavilion have always bartered." Daokong blinked.

"As long as I have it, I can do anything." Li Zongsheng said eagerly.

"Okay, we will take your life in exchange for hers." Daokong suddenly stared into Li Zongsheng's eyes.

Li Zongsheng was stunned. Was it his life? But his life had long been Li Xuanyou's, so what if it was exchanged for his younger brother.

"Okay, I agree." Li Zongsheng agreed without hesitation.

"Hahahaha, so refreshing." Daokong laughed.

He slowly grabbed it in the air, and a crystal ball appeared in his hand.

"This is the soul analysis technique of the Tianshan Sect? Are you from the Tianshan Sect?" Li Zongsheng saw the crystal ball and recognized it at a glance as the soul analysis technique of the Tianshan Sect. It can extract the memories of others, and at the same time, it can also

Able to record other people's memories.

"The conditions for the transaction have been met, but if you want to take away the Nine-turn Yang-Returning Wuji Pill, you have to pass the test, otherwise the transaction will be considered a failure."

"What test?"

"You should know that our Tianji Pavilion has a total of twelve floors, and each floor corresponds to the answer you want. The answer to life and death is on the twelfth floor, which is the top." Daokong pointed.

Above the head, the Tianji Pavilion looks endless, with no top visible at a glance.

"The top floor?" Li Zongsheng murmured. He had already made plans, but now it was useless no matter how many plans he made.

"That's right, but in your current state, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get to the tenth floor!"

"You don't need to worry anymore. Tell me, who is my first opponent?" Li Zongsheng clenched the Bing Ning Sword in his hand.

Even with all his injuries, he must save Li Xuanyou's younger brother.

"Your first opponent is..." Daokong suddenly smiled.

"me!"

The next second, Daokong's figure disappeared, and Li Zongsheng felt his eyes go dark, then he fainted on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

"But our transaction was still successful!" Daokong said with a smile.

Several disciples dressed in black came over and carried Li Zongsheng away together.
Chapter completed!
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