Chapter 223 White Banner While he was absorbing the energy, the talismans on his body became hot several times. This time he ignored them and focused on his own work. Xia Fuli felt that what was slipping away was not only his magic power, but also his life which was rapidly fading away. It was useless to be afraid and to beg for mercy or whine. In the end, he cursed and still could not avoid becoming increasingly haggard. His voice became smaller and smaller, weaker and weaker, until it was as soft as a mosquito or fly. Finally, I didn't even have the strength to speak. After all, he was seriously injured, and Shi Chun broke some of his important meridians, cutting off his ability to recover his qi and blood. The final result was even worse than Sun Shigang's. Sun Shigang still had a breath left, but when Shi Chun stopped, Elder Xia was motionless, looking haggard and with a dull look in his eyes. Before the last trace of demonic energy in his body dissipated, his body functions had already stopped functioning. Shi Chun sat down cross-legged with a satisfied look on his face. He closed his eyes and felt his body. He found that he did feel a little full. The devil flame was in a condensed state in the body of the original host. It was difficult to suppress it all in his body with his cultivation level. As a result, his meridians were filled with devil flames, and he felt that he could spray out devil energy just by opening his mouth. This shows the huge difference in the quality of the magic flames in Sun Shigang and Xia Fuli's bodies. He calculated and remembered that it took him almost forty days to refine the demonic flame in Sun Shigang's body. Considering the huge amount he absorbed this time, he really didn't know how long it would take to digest it. He now wished he could go into seclusion immediately, but it was unrealistic as there were still many things to deal with, otherwise both the good and evil sides would have no place to stand.

He reached out to check Xia Fuli again and found that he was dead, but he was still worried that he was faking his death. He really couldn't take that risk, so he pressed his palm on Xia Fuli's chest, and his magic power burst out through his body, destroying Elder Xia's heart before he stopped. Then he took off the Qiankun bag from Elder Xia, cast a spell to fish it out and checked it. Wow, he found that Elder Wukangshan was very rich, at least very rich for him. There are more than a dozen boxes of sandalwood gold alone, and each box has a capacity of millions. How much does this equal? "One, two, three, four, five..." He counted sixteen boxes, which means about sixteen million sandalwood gold. Well, one should not be too greedy. After checking all the sixteen boxes, he kept two and accepted the other fourteen boxes. As for the immobilization talismans, there were only a dozen or so of the first grade, about a hundred of the second grade, and about a hundred of the third grade. Don't be too greedy. Keep 10% and take the rest of 90%. There are nine pairs of conjoined mother-and-child talismans that have not been opened. People should not be too greedy. Keep two pairs and accept the seven pairs. He was hesitant to take those lonely mother-and-child talismans, so he used the mother-and-child talismans he used to contact Xia Fuli again, found the paired one, picked it up, paired it and kept it. Anyway, he would not need to contact Elder Xia again in the future. The "Changhua Pills" used for cultivation were not counted by the pill, there was a whole box of them. He was too lazy to count them now, so he kept a few bottles and accepted the rest. There were also five large boxes of "Jinghua Dan". When he took out a bottle from the box and saw the label on the bottle, his eyes suddenly lit up. He opened his screen and poured out a red and fragrant pill, put it in his mouth and tried it. After casting a spell to refine it, he confirmed that it was indeed "Jinghua Dan", which was much more expensive than "Changhua Dan". Both are good for improving cultivation. The market price of "Changhua Dan" is 10 Tanjin per pill, while the market price of "Jinghua Dan" is 300 Tanjin per pill. The difference in efficacy can be imagined. In other words, the monthly income of ordinary cultivators at the bottom is only enough to buy one Jinghua Dan, but Elder Xia bought a large bottle of 100 pills, a box of 100 bottles. Elder Xia actually bought such an expensive thing by the box. Damn, can't he eat it as a meal? Shi Chun was almost happy to death. I reluctantly kept a dozen bottles and accepted the rest. What made him even more excited was that he took out a large stack of bank notes from a small box. There were 53 notes with an exchange value of one million, and some smaller denominations, totaling more than 60 million. In the end, he reluctantly left behind a few million. Because of the money, he took a special look at the purse on Elder Xia's waist. There was a ten thousand yuan note and more than one hundred yuan of sandalwood gold. He didn't even look at the more than ten thousand yuan in change. He continued to look through the things in the Qiankun bag, finding all kinds of elixirs. After carefully identifying them, he took 90% of what he could afford. He didn't dare to touch some things that he didn't understand and was not sure about taking away, so he left them all behind. At this time, the talisman on his body reacted again. He took it out and saw that it was from Yin Huixin. The faint handwriting showed: Where are you?

I ignored it and just as I put it away, another talisman responded. It was a message from Feng Chi: Where are you? Shi Chun thought for a moment and replied: Unfortunately, I tried my best, but Xia died of his injuries. Fengchi: Have you heard of the tiankeng on the southern foot of Wukang Mountain Range? Shi Chun: I’ve heard of it. Fengchi: Let’s meet here. Shi Chun: Okay. He went back to rummage through the things in the Qiankun bag. Not to mention the miscellaneous weapons, he found a box of children's clothes from a pile of men's and women's clothes. They were clothes for girls, and it seemed that they were not for a fixed age group, but rather clothes for a certain age group from young to old, and there were also shoes of different sizes. Seeing this he frowned for a while, then pulled up the women's clothes from the men's and women's clothing and took a look at them, but he didn't know which woman they belonged to. Afterwards, he threw all the remaining mother-and-child talismans into the lake outside the forest, and put all the remaining messy things into the Qiankun bag. He had originally planned to leave the Qiankun bag on Elder Xia's body, but now he changed his mind and decided to confiscate all of it. It just so happened that Wu Jinliang was still short of a Qiankun bag, and this space magic weapon was extremely expensive. As for why the things on Elder Xia's body disappeared, he could only find a way to get away with it. He slapped Elder Xia's body again, controlling the force so that his clothes were slightly torn, and the belt and other things were naturally torn into pieces and thrown away. The belt was gone, and naturally the Qiankun bag was gone. This time, even the coin bag on Elder Xia's waist was not spared and was confiscated. Then he took out the mother-and-child talisman and contacted Wu Jinliang, asking: What location? Wu Jinliang: I don’t really understand the details and I don’t know where I am. Shi Chun: Meet at the highest peak on the southern foot of Wukang Mountain Range. Hold the talisman in your hand and report if there is any situation. Wu Jinliang: Okay. Shi Chun put away the mother-child talisman, reached out to help Elder Xia close his eyes, then put it into his Qiankun bag, hung it on his waist, and flew away... Bian Weikang died and his body was placed at the gate of Wukang Mountain. It was found and sent by a passerby. The news was urgently transmitted to the mountain, Wu Kang Mountain was shaken, and people rushed down the mountain one after another. Then Bian Jixiong also rushed over urgently, unable to hold back. Many elders were not there, including Yin Huixin, as they were still outside looking for clues about Bian Weikang's kidnapping. After confirming that the deceased was his son, Bian Jixiong burst into tears and hugged the body tightly for a while. After suppressing his grief, he turned around and asked, "Where was the body found?" The passerby who discovered the body was immediately brought over. He looked slovenly and seemed to be frightened by the scene, and cowered in fear. Bian Jixiong wiped his tears, looked at him and shouted, "Lift your head!" As a result, the passerby not only raised his head, but also raised his hand with a palm as fast as a phantom. At close range, the terrified Bian Jixiong didn't even have time to dodge. He was hit on the spot, his chest caved in, and he flew backwards with blood spurting out. He even knocked down the mountain gate archway with a bang, and then struggled, choking on blood, and could hardly get up. This also shows the huge gap in cultivation between the murderer and Bian Jixiong. Shock! No one expected such a sudden change. Everyone was panicked by Bian Weikang's death, and they were all dazed and out of their normal state. No one thought that this so-called kind passerby would assassinate them at close range.

Because of his son's death, Bian Jixiong hurriedly ran down the mountain without any precautions. When the panicked crowd attacked the passerby, the man had already flown away, leaving behind only a long piece of white cloth that floated down. Many people rushed to chase and kill him, but in the end they didn't even have the chance to catch up with him. Some people also tried to rescue the sect leader urgently, but found that his chest was deflated, his internal organs were all destroyed, he was bleeding but not breathing, and he just stared with his eyes wide open, refusing to die. But eventually his body relaxed and he died in the gushing blood. The fallen long white strip was hung on the half-fallen stone pillar of the mountain gate, with a line of large characters written on it: Give the First Place to the Sect in the Sky Rain Meteor Conference! "what……" Elder Ke, who rushed over after hearing the news, roared to the sky when he saw the subtitles, and pounded his chest with his fists. He knew it when he attended the meeting in the royal capital. He knew that offending so many major sects might bring disaster to Wukang Mountain. He was very panicked at the time. Now it has been confirmed. Someone took action so quickly that even the Xunmen sect could not wait to be built. This will bring disaster to Wukang Mountain. Many disciples were also stunned when they saw the banner, and they all realized that it was a revenge attack from a sect that participated in the Sky Rain Meteor Conference. Everyone had discussed this privately before and were worried about retaliation, but they didn't expect the retaliation to come so quickly. Their leader was assassinated in full view of everyone. The elders and disciples who were still searching for Bian Weikang's whereabouts outside rushed back upon hearing the news, causing chaos in Wukang Mountain! The setting sun is just right on the highest peak on the southern foot of the mountain range where Wukang Mountain is located. When the two brothers Shichun met, he threw the Qiankun bag into Wu Jinliang's hand and said, "This is for you." "Ahhh..." Wu Jinliang first hugged the Qiankun bag and kissed it madly. When he was hanging the fart curtain in the land of exile, he never thought that he would actually be able to use this treasure in his life. After checking inside, he suddenly felt like vomiting and quickly threw out Xia Fuli's body. He squatted down and reached out to touch him, confirming that the person was really dead. Wu Jinliang sighed and shook his head. This was expected. He knew that he would be saved from death. After flipping through the things in his Qiankun bag, he was overjoyed again. After roughly counting them, he danced with joy in front of Shi Chun, "Killing Elder Xia will replace him for a lifetime. Spring can't go back. We are meant to make this kind of fortune. This is our fate. When we go to the capital again, Master Nan won't have to treat us!" He waved his hand generously. He knew very well that most of the valuable things in the Qiankun bag must have been taken away by Chuntian, but he didn't care, because he knew better that the value of this space magic weapon, the Qiankun bag, might not be comparable to the things in the bag. (End of this chapter)