The basement of the villa where Zhao Lingjun lives is a natural wine cellar. The designer of the house did not know what method to make this basement of dozens of square meters keep the temperature that is most suitable for red wine storage all year round.

In this basement, there were originally a variety of unimaginable fine wines. Top red wines with a bottle of 20,000 US dollars per bottle on the black market can only be considered ordinary goods in this wine cellar.

But now all the red wine in this basement has been cleared. The surrounding walls were engraved with mysterious talismans by Gu Xuanbei, Wu Xiaoye and others. These talismans can make the monks in this basement unable to feel any five elements.

A golden dragon locking pillar stood in the middle of an open wine cellar. The five pure gold dragon locking rings on the dragon locking pillar respectively covered Yan Beiming's head and limbs, hanging Yan Beiming in the air.

It has only been a few hours since Zhao Lingjun fell into a coma, but compared to that time, Yan Beiming seemed to be in his seventies or eighties.

Yan Beiming, whose long black hair had turned gray and his face was covered with wrinkles like a knife, looked like an old man in his twilight years.

What is even more shocking is that Yan Beiming's body is still covered with holes with slaps, making Yan Beiming look more like a dilapidated lantern.

Using the Dragon Pill of the Wu Sect's Panjin Locking Dragon Pillar to deal with such a person who only has half his breath seems to be a bit too much, but if he wasn't afraid of killing Yan Beiming directly, according to Zhuque's idea, he would have to put Yan Beiming in a few soul-devouring nails from the Black Witch Sect.

"I didn't expect that I would be defeated in your hands in the end." When I saw Zhao Lingjun, Wu Xiaoye and others appear in front of me, Yan Beiming, who was originally hanging on the dragon lock pillar like a dead one, twisted violently and made an unwilling voice in his mouth.

"Ding Ding Ding" five pure gold dragon lock rings collided with the dragon lock golden pillar, making a steady stream of sounds.

"You bad guy." When Bai Loli saw Yan Beiming, she couldn't help but want to cast a magic trick to kill Yan Beiming, but after looking at Zhao Lingjun beside her, Bai Loli still held back.

"Bad guy? What's the difference between good and bad in all living beings? Some are just successes, kings and defeats." Hearing Bai Loli's voice, Yan Beiming looked at Zhao Lingjun as if he knew Zhao Lingjun's purpose, "I lost to you, I have nothing to say. But don't expect you to take out anything from my mouth."

After a pause, Yan Beiming, who was like a broken lantern, looked at Zhao Lingjun with a sarcastic look, "Anyway, I'm so immigrated to Mitianfutu, and I can't live much time."

"Even if you don't speak, our Wu Sect has many ways to let us know what we want." Zhao Lingjun looked at Yan Beiming and didn't say anything, but Yan Beiming's appearance could not even bear Gu Xuanbei.

"Are you talking about magic tricks like the Witch Sect God Searching Technique?" Gu Xuanbei's voice was as cold as an eternal iceberg, but Yan Beiming on the Dragon Locking Pillar smiled even harder, "I was hit by Mitianfutu. Those who use such magic on me will even be burned by Mitianfutu. If you don't believe it, let's try it."

"He is telling the truth." Wu Xiaoye looked at the paper bird with clear light in his hand, and nodded to Zhao Lingjun beside him. "Lie-cutting Blue Bird Technique? A spell that only the saint of the Black Witch Sect can do. You are indeed the saint of the Black Witch Sect." Seeing Wu Xiaoye's paper bird with green light in his hand, Yan Beiming was stunned, but his wrinkled face immediately regained his proud look, "Now you should know that I'm not a fool."

"You tell us this, you may not be afraid that we will be injured by Mitianfutu." Yan Beiming's arrogant look made Wu Xiaoye and others look ugly, but Zhao Lingjun seemed not angry at all. He quietly looked at Yan Beiming and asked, "You shouldn't be so kind."

"If you can let me go, I will tell you everything I know."

"Why do you think I'm very interested in what you know? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you directly?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Yan Beiming coldly.

"I'm sure you won't." Yan Beiming, who was hanging on the dragon lock pillar, looked at Zhao Lingjun with condescending eyes, "Those who are killed by my Qiqiao Mitian Dafa will be destroyed, and even the ancient Daluo Jinxian cannot be saved. But I happen to know a way to save her."

"Zhao Lingjun, what he said is the truth." Wu Xiaoye looked at the paper bird with green light in his hand and said to Zhao Lingjun in surprise.

Although Yan Beiming did not say who she was, everyone knows that Yan Beiming was talking about Qinglan.

"You can think about it. Anyway, if you kill me, it's only a matter of venting hatred. But if you let me go, you might be able to save her." After hearing Wu Xiaoyi's surprise voice, Yan Beiming immediately said to Zhao Lingjun, "You don't have to worry that I will deal with you after I'm hurting. Anyway, if you have the God Cauldron, you can immediately pass the tribulation and become the Daluo Golden Immortal."

"If you are not at ease, I can teach you all my Qijie Mitian Dafa." After saying that, Yan Beiming seemed to be afraid that Zhao Lingjun would disagree, so he added another sentence.

"good."

But to Yan Beiming's surprise, after hearing his words, Zhao Lingjun actually nodded readily. "If I ask you, you will answer whatever you want. If you tell a lie, I will kill you."

"No, what if you know everything and then kill me?" Zhao Lingjun nodded without hesitation and agreed, which made Yan Beiming very worried, "You have to make a vow."

"Okay." Zhao Lingjun nodded, bit his middle finger and drew a blood talisman in the air. "If I don't let him go after I ask, I will die."

"Okay, ask. As long as I know, I will definitely tell you everything." Yan Beiming was overjoyed when he saw Zhao Lingjun using the blood oath from the witch sect.

"You seem to be very familiar with the Black Witch Sect. Why did you just recognize the saint of the Black Witch Sect and look so surprised on your face?" Yan Beiming thought that Zhao Lingjun's first words would definitely ask how to use the Tengshen Cauldron, but Zhao Lingjun's words surprised Yan Beiming.

Yan Beiming hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Wu Xiaoye's paper bird with a green light in his hand, Yan Beiming took a deep breath and said with a wry smile, "No, because the Black Witch Sect was destroyed by my people, and she is the person I have been looking for for so many years. I didn't expect that I had been looking for it for so many years but met here. God is really joking with me."

"What!" Almost everyone was surprised when they heard Yan Beiming's words. Wu Xiaoye was even more stunned.

"The Black Witch Sect has no grudges and no grudges with you, why do you want to destroy the Black Witch Sect?" After taking a deep breath, Zhao Lingjun controlled his murderous intent and looked at Yan Beiming.

"Because of Brahma Sand." Yan Beiming said, "that is, the Phoenix Gallbladder they call."

"Brahma Sand?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Yan Beiming and knew that what Yan Beiming was talking about must be the golden water-like gem that Wu Xiaoye had been hanging on his chest. "What do you want that thing for? What is the use of that thing?"

"Your lineage doesn't even know what Brahma Sha is? No wonder you don't know the Moonlight Treasure Box." After hearing Zhao Lingjun's words, Yan Beiming looked at Zhao Lingjun with a slightly surprised look, "It seems that you really know nothing about the Three Treasures Sect. In this way, I have to start from scratch."

"Yes, you can start with the Three Treasures Sect." Zhao Lingjun glanced at Wu Xiaoye and others, and said to Yan Beiming.

"The founder of the Three Treasures Sect is one of the survivors in the Battle of Gods and Demons in Shang and Zhou dynasties. We only know that his surname is Zhao, but not his name."

"Submit Zhao?" Zhao Lingjun and Lin Qianxun and others around him were stunned. Unexpectedly, they were of the same surname as Zhao Lingjun.

The ancestor Zhao, the surname of the Three Treasures, received a total of many disciples, but only two disciples who actually received the true teachings were the eldest disciple Tian Heng, and another disciple Ye Wudao. Meng Bugui and I were disciples of Tian Heng's lineage, so the ancestors we mentioned later, refer to Tian Heng."

"As it turns out that the master is really named Ye Wudao." Zhao Lingjun looked at Wu Xiaoye and Lin Qianxun, and only now did he know that the name of the master he had never met, the infatuated man two thousand years ago. For a moment, Zhao Lingjun didn't know what it felt in his heart.

"Originally, the position of the sect leader of the Three Treasures Sect and the Great Heavenly Black Lotus were to be passed on to our ancestor Tian Heng." After looking at Zhao Lingjun, Yan Beiming continued to say. "But at that time, the Master Zhao of the Three Treasures Sect discovered that our ancestor Tian Heng was secretly refining the soul-summoning banner of Hundred Ghosts. So he suddenly announced that the position of the sect leader was passed on to Ye Wudao, and secretly handed over the Great Heavenly Black Lotus to Ye Wudao, leaving four in the Great Heavenly Black Lotus that can make people reborn and become the Daluo Golden Immortal, and the remaining treasures, let Ye Wudao deal with our ancestor Tian Heng."

"Zhao Zuma said that he didn't clear the door because he had eaten four Wuji Da Huan Pills. As long as he sleeps for a while, he can become an immortal in his body and no longer care about the worldly affairs in the world. But I think the real reason may be because our ancestor Tian Heng was a proud disciple whom Master Zhao was raised since childhood, and Zuma Zhao himself couldn't bear to start.
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