Chapter 67 Trial Peak

"Evil bead?" Zhang Tie had already sensed the movements of the two men, but the man in white gave Zhang Tie a vague feeling of fatality.

“Could it be a Nascent Soul cultivator?” Zhang Tie asked himself as he had once stepped into the realm of False Core. Although he could not defeat a Core Formation cultivator, he definitely did not feel that he would die if he met one.

"Demon cultivator?" Zhang Tie frowned. He felt that he would not be able to meet the Nascent Soul cultivator of Yanyue Sect in three days.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Tie changed his body shape and disappeared here like a bubble.

"Senior," Zhang Tie came to Nangong Yun's cave and rang the small bell in front of the cave.

"Li Feiyu?" Nangong Yun saw Zhang Tie coming, opened the formation of the cave, and let Zhang Tie in.

Without waiting for Zhang Tie to speak, Nangong Yun said mysteriously, "I heard about Senior Qiong!"

"What?" Zhang Tie was about to say something but was instantly choked back, "Where is Senior Qiong?"

"Trial Peak!"

"What? Isn't that where the sect's rebels are imprisoned? Why is Old Man Qiong here?"

"Old man Qiong?" Nangong Yun blinked and asked Zhang Tie, "Do you know each other well?"

"Well," Zhang Tie was speechless, and then he had to think of a reason to deal with it, "Senior Qiong and I..."

"Forget it," Nangong Yun interrupted Zhang Tie, thinking that he really didn't want to tell me. Then he said disappointedly, "No need to explain, it has nothing to do with me. But this news was told to me by Senior Sister Liang. Last time we saved her, she came to me to thank me, so I asked her casually."

"It is said that he had a conflict with the Miaoyin Sect Master of the Yanyue Sect, and was eventually thrown into the Trial Peak. His cultivation was sealed, and his situation is not very good!"

Zhang Tie was furious when he heard this, but he took a deep breath and said slowly, "Senior, do you know where Senior Qiong is?"

"Cave No. 79 at Trial Peak!"

Nangong Yun seemed to have anticipated Zhang Tie's reaction and took out a token. "This is the pass token given by Senior Sister Liang. You can use this to enter the Trial Peak."

Nangong Yun handed Zhang Tie a sachet, then turned around and closed the door.

Zhang Tie opened his mouth, but finally turned around and left.

Nangong Yun in the cave took out a black cloak and rubbed it gently with his hand, "This is probably the last time we will see each other. If I had known, I would have told you one day later!"

Trial Peak.

Inside the dark cave, a hunchbacked old man sat cross-legged. The cave was filled with a cold and gloomy aura, and there were various spiritual energy-absorbing formations around it, which actually caused a spiritual vacuum to appear in the Yanyue Sect, a place full of spiritual energy.

Suddenly, a dazzling ray of sunlight shone in.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stinky old man, it's time to get to work!"

The pointed monk with a grim face smiled crookedly, then kicked away the candle beside old man Qiong, "Hurry up and get up! Why are you pretending to be a monk with profound cultivation?"

Seeing that old man Qiong did not react, the sharp-mouthed monk snorted, then kicked old man Qiong. However, old man Qiong's body was too strong, and even if he did not have a trace of magic power, he could not be shaken by a monk like him who was at the first level of Qi training.

When the sharp-tongued monk saw that old man Qiong still had no expression on his face, a surge of anger suddenly rose from his chest, "I've seen many monks like you! I thought you were a Jindan ancestor!"

The sharp-tongued monk had no choice but to curse in hatred, "Let me tell you, I, Wang Er, am the king of this Trial Peak!" "Even if you have reached the Core Formation stage, you have to lie down here!"

Then there was a round of punching and kicking.

However, Old Man Qiong did not move at all and did not even look at Wang Er, as if he was not the one being beaten.

"stop!"

Wang Er turned around and saw that it was the girl in yellow. He immediately stopped and trotted over, "Fairy, you are here?"

"Do you want to die?" The yellow-clothed woman didn't even look at Wang Er, "How can you treat the sect's Jindan ancestor like this!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Er knelt down immediately and said, "Fairy, please spare my life, fairy, please spare my life!" But he felt aggrieved in his heart and thought, damn it, I am only following your orders, otherwise how could I possibly deal with this old monster in the Jindan stage!
"Okay, get out of here, I'll deal with you later!"

The yellow-clothed female cultivator then walked up to old man Qiong and patted the dust off him. "Tsk tsk tsk, why do you have to do this, senior? Just give up your share of resources. Senior, you have already failed to form a baby, why bother pursuing these few resources?"

"I only want my disciple's share of resources, everything else can be discussed!"

Old man Qiong spoke a few words and then closed his eyes.

"Your disciple has already betrayed the sect, why are you so persistent? And you don't have much time left, right? Have you ever thought about enjoying the last days of your life?"

“Humph,” Old Man Qiong snorted coldly, “You just want me to fight for Yanyue Sect. I said, I can fight, but give me the resources!”

"You!" Seeing that Old Man Qiong was not listening, the woman in yellow gave up trying to persuade him, "Then just enjoy yourself!"

He handed Wang Er a magic sword and said, "This magic sword is extremely sharp. Even a Jindan-level body cannot block it. Take it."

Wang Er was immediately delighted when he saw this. Wasn't it just for these that he risked his life? Then he took the magic sword in his hand and knelt down to kowtow to thank him.

"Wang Er, this time, you can do whatever you want. You don't need to worry about his life or death!" The woman in yellow was sent here to persuade old man Qiong for the last time. However, old man Qiong just wanted resources, so Fairy Miaoyin could only let him die here.

Wang Er saw the woman in yellow leaving and knelt down hurriedly and said, "Fairy, take care!"

Seeing the woman in yellow walk out of the cave, Wang Er's face darkened instantly. He turned to look at Old Man Qiong, "Have you thought about how you want to die?"

Wang Er had a gloomy face and took out a boning knife. "I am a butcher. I am best at deboning and cutting meat. Senior, you must appreciate my knife skills!"

Then Wang Er slapped old man Qiong on the chest, "Try my palm thunder, even a body of Dan-forming will have its blood boiling."

Wang Er was seen holding the magic sword in his hand with excitement, pointing it at old man Qiong's chest, and said sinisterly, "This is to make your blood flow and die later!"

Then Wang Er turned the boning knife in his hand, mobilized the little magic power in his body, and slashed towards old man Qiong's chest.

"Alas," Old Man Qiong finally responded at this time and sighed softly, "It's a pity for my good disciple. This old man can't help you."

boom!
However, before he could make a move, a yellow figure suddenly hit his back like a meteor, smashing his lower body into a bloody mess. The two figures, one yellow and one gray, were completely mixed into a ball.

"master!"

(End of this chapter)