Chapter 1016  Cut Into Pieces

With his back to the door of the thatched cottage, Xiao Mian was facing the thousand vacuum blades.

With a fierce bite of his teeth, Xiao Mian gave up using any defensive magic weapon and defensive array, and only used his own strong physical defense ability to fight against the vacuum blades.

At this moment, not only Gui Hai and others were shocked, but even the Mo Yin and others did not understand why Xiao Mian wanted to hurt himself like this.

Even Luan Xikong was slightly stunned.

But soon, Xiao Mian's figure was buried by the thousand vacuum blades!

For a moment, the vacuum was raging, and blood appeared...

No matter how strong Xiao Mian's body was, could it reach the level of a high-level magic weapon?

Those vacuum blades were launched at full power by the high-level magic weapon Xikong Baolun under the hands of Luan Xikong, a high-level great cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage. How could Xiao Mian resist them?

If Xiao Mian used the Five Spiritual Jades or the Immovable Mountain Array, he might be able to resist a little, but now...

Four words - asking for trouble!

Others naturally thought that Xiao Mian was afraid that his own defensive magic weapon would be damaged, so he was willing to resist those vacuum blades with his body. After all, Luan Xikong said that he only wanted to punish Xiao Mian and would not kill him. So when Xiao Mian could not hold on, Luan Xikong would definitely stop attacking - in that case, wouldn't Xiao Mian escape?

Even Luan Xikong thought so.

He always thought that Xiao Mian was forcing him to stop - if that was the case, Luan Xikong would not mind stopping at the right time, but obviously, now is not the time!

Xiao Mian!

Let you pay a heavier price for those nonsense before!

Just as everyone was commenting on Xiao Mian's reckless behavior, Gui Hai and other people who knew Xiao Mian's character and personality were relieved.

Xiao Mian, although he was a little greedy, he never wanted money over life?

If Luan Xikong was allowed to attack Xiao Mian, if he couldn't stop in time or wanted to harm him, wouldn't it be unfair for Xiao Mian to die? Even if he survived by chance, if his foundation was shaken, it would not be exchanged for by a high-level magic weapon or a seventh-level array plate...

How could Xiao Mian put his own safety in the hands of the other party?

Obviously, those vacuum blades that seemed fatal to outsiders were probably just that in Xiao Mian's eyes.

However, Gui Hai and others had personally tried the power of those vacuum blades. Without using defensive magic weapons, long-term defense would lead to failure, and failure would lead to injury.

Unless Xiao Mian had other means!

Could it be that the one in the thatched cottage finally had time to come?

Just as Gui Hai and the other four were thinking this, Xiao Mian, who was standing in front of the thatched cottage, was already covered in wounds. The strange thing was that there was not much blood flowing from the wounds...

Just kidding!

It's okay to pretend, but do you really have to bleed?

His blood was the precious blood that could smoothly advance the Star Magnetic Sword. If he took it to the auction, it would be worth a staggering amount by pound - no! By pound!

It was just a show, and it was about right to do it well...

Don't look at Xiao Mian's miserable appearance, being cut into pieces by more than a thousand vacuum blades.

But in fact, when these vacuum blades hit Xiao Mian - or before they hit Xiao Mian, they were led into the thatched cottage by the Buddha's light emerging from the cottage.

Just as Gui Hai and others guessed, the little monk had successfully completed the work.

Although the little monk said that it would take three days and three nights to complete the secret technique, it has only been more than two days now, but it is obvious that the little monk has indeed completed it ahead of schedule.

These vacuum blades seemed to be cut on Xiao Mian, but in fact Xiao Mian was just an intermediary. After entering the thatched cottage through Xiao Mian's body, they were quietly integrated into a small glazed gold bottle under the control of the little monk.

Looking at the style of the glazed gold bottle, it is exactly the same as the thunder storage bottle that the little monk gave to Xiao Mian that day. Obviously, the effect must be similar.

In this way, Xiao Mian, who seemed miserable, was actually fine.

The seemingly surging vacuum blade actually fell into the hands of the little monk.

With the little monk's supernatural powers, not to mention Luan Xikong, a high-level Nascent Soul cultivator, even ordinary Nascent Soul top-level cultivators could not see through his methods.

Therefore, although Luan Xikong was a little suspicious, he did not notice anything wrong.

There was nothing wrong with his spiritual sense, so Luan Xikong did not suspect him, but just paid close attention to Xiao Mian - lest this kid really die in his hands!

But, how could Xiao Mian die?

With the help of the little monk, Xiao Mian survived the thousands of vacuum blades, but made a dying expression.

"Hu... Hu... Hu..., Luan... Senior Luan's gift today, the junior... will never forget it! But I hope that the senior will not break his promise..."

After Xiao Mian finished speaking, he fell headfirst at the door of the thatched cottage.

Just as everyone looked at him sideways and Luan Xikong was full of disbelief, Gui Hai shouted and rushed to Xiao Mian, blocking everyone's sight with his huge body.

The next moment, Gui Hai wailed.

"Brother! You died so tragically..."

"..."

"Brother! Brother! Don't leave me alone! Heaven! Earth!"

"..., brother! I'm not dead yet!"

"Oh? You're still alive! Hurry! Hurry! Big brother has a Wu Le Zi!" As he spoke, Gui Hai took out a spiritual fruit and stuffed it into Xiao Mian's mouth without saying anything. Xiao Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He knew that what Gui Hai fed him was just an ordinary spiritual fruit, but it did look a bit like a Wu Le Zi. Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Mian pretended to have recovered a lot, stood up with the help of Gui Hai, and threatened Luan Xikong: "Senior Luan! This time, I am convinced by you!"

"..., you kid! How is it possible!?"

"Why? Senior Luan seems very disappointed that I survived the disaster? Could it be that Senior Luan hopes that I will die on the spot?"

"I...you..."

"Senior! You are a high-level Nascent Soul cultivator, the lord of Yanshi City, and a senior master. I think you will not refuse to pay for a mere 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, right?"

"..., good! good! good!"

Angry and hateful, but unable to speak, seeing that everyone present was looking at him with a look of anticipation, Luan Xikong gritted his teeth and threw out the storage bag.

Xiao Mian handed it to Gui Hai without even looking at it, and at the same time, handed over the storage bag containing 20 million middle spirits that he had promised before to Gui Hai.

Luan Xikong glared at Xiao Mian tightly, and wanted to take the opportunity to leave.

He also knew that he had made the decision on today's fight.

Luan Xikong wanted to withdraw, but Xiao Mian refused.

"Wait a minute, Senior Luan!"

"What? Do you still want to humiliate me?"

For a moment, Luan Xikong, who was furious, suddenly rose with a strong momentum, and pushed Xiao Mian against the door of the thatched cottage.

Creak!

With a slight sound, the door opened slightly, and the Buddha's light barrier that had been lingering around the thatched cottage disappeared silently.

Xiao Mian and Gui Hai, who was supporting him, fell into the thatched cottage together...

Everyone was surprised at this moment.

It should be noted that before, under Xiao Mian's instigation, many Jindan cultivators present had pushed the two doors with all their strength, but they could not get in.

Unexpectedly, this time, the door opened with one push!

Could it be that the legendary treasure has been born?

The cultivators who cherished the treasure were full of treasures, but those who had a little vision and calculation saw something even more strange.

Especially after seeing a little monk walk out of the thatched cottage.

The little monk looked ordinary, but he was holding a glazed gold bottle in his hand. The translucent glazed gold bottle was full of the vacuum blade.

At this moment, even the most obtuse people felt something was wrong.

"Spiritual body!" It was Luan Xikong. After carefully looking at the little monk, his face suddenly changed slightly. He looked at the vacuum blades emitted by his own Xikong treasure wheel in the glazed golden bottle. Luan Xikong's face was uncertain. Finally, he said to the little monk cautiously: "May I ask the little master: Where is the treasure mountain? Where is the treasure temple?"

"Amitabha! There was a mountain in the past, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk and a young monk in the temple..."

The little monk spoke eloquently after chanting a Buddhist name.

Everyone thought he was fooling Luan Xikong after hearing what the little monk said.

Only Moyin, with a smile on his face, bowed to the little monk.

Xiao Mian and Gui Hai, didn't know whether to laugh or cry - this little monk, he really is a monk who doesn't lie!

As for Luan Xikong, his face suddenly changed after hearing what the little monk said.

After hesitating for a long time, Luan Xikong landed in front of the little monk in front of everyone. For a moment, he didn't know how to salute the little monk.

He had already understood the identity of the little monk, and therefore, he was in great confusion.

Unexpectedly, today's incident even implicated the holy monk Kasyapa, one of the two saints of Xishuzhou. Although the little monk at this time was just a spirit body, with the background of the holy monk Kasyapa's awakening wisdom, there was almost no difference between a spirit body and his body.

Definitely - a master of the Tianzun realm!

The little monk turned a blind eye to Luan Xikong's embarrassment.

Holding the glazed golden bottle in his hand, the little monk looked up at the sky and smiled faintly.

"Since the Ninth Donor is here, why don't you show up?"

"..., Alas!" After a sigh, a strong aroma of wine filled the air, and an unremarkable old man appeared on the big locust tree, lying against the branches. The man took out a wine gourd and took a sip, then smiled bitterly: "Old man, I heard that Xishuzhou is not peaceful! Why did the little monk come to my Yin Shang Realm?"

Little Saint Monk!

As soon as the three words came out, everyone understood the identity of the little monk.

Then, someone pointed at the drunken old man who appeared on the big locust tree, full of excitement and awe...

Just because the old man was the first person in Yin Shang Realm - Jiujianxian!

For a while, the names of Jiujianxian and the little saint monk Jiaye were resounding everywhere.

As a result, Luan Xikong's sense of existence plummeted.

As for Xiao Mian and others, no one cared about them anymore...

But no one cared about Xiao Mian. The little monk and the Drunken Sword Immortal looked at Xiao Mian with sharp eyes - they knew: Xiao Mian was a crucial chess piece in the next game - Xiao Mian also realized this!

It seemed that the misunderstanding between him and Luan Xikong had been understood.

But what he had to deal with next was probably a deeper contradiction...