The Worry-Free Sect wouldn't poison themselves? That's hard to say.
The Worry-Free Sect's poison is formless, colorless, and odorless, making it impossible to defend against.
However, I have golden vertical pupils that can detect danger in time.
This time, it warned that there was danger in this box.
Is there poison in this box, or is there a problem with the personal belongings of the Netherworld Secret Guard?
Both are possible.
But he would never take risks at this time.
Meng Canglan looked at the dark green box, then at Li Yilong.
Intuition.
She knew that Chu Zhiyuan's intuition was extremely accurate and that he had a very keen sense of danger.
So seeing Chu Zhiyuan like this, she was also a little uneasy.
Chu Zhiyuan's smile grew even wider.
Meng Canglan hesitated, glared at him with a slightly red face, and pushed the dark green box to Li Yilong.
Li Yilong said, "Holy Maiden, I have been guarding this box all the time."
"Then open it and see," Meng Canglan said, "to see if the things are still there, and whether they have been replaced."
"It won't be replaced," Li Yilong said helplessly, "I opened it before."
Song Yichun stepped forward and smiled: "Let me do it."
She secretly found it funny.
One is the heir, and the other is the Holy Maiden, and the two of them were actually scared by a small dark green box.
What's in the box is just a string of beads, a string of beads from the Netherworld Secret Guard, not the Netherworld Secret Guard themselves.
Even if the Netherworld Secret Guard came, what is there to fear?
After she said that, she stepped forward and gently opened the dark green box in Li Yilong's hand.
Chu Zhiyuan's heart suddenly gave a great warning.
He did not hesitate to activate his hands and form the Fearless Mudra.
The Fearless Perfection Hand Seal was instantly cast, drawing down the power of the Fearless Realm and enveloping his body.
"Ah!" "Humph!" Two miserable groans suddenly sounded.
This short hum was like a morning bell, shaking the minds of the three people. Song Yichun and Li Yilong, who had collapsed to the ground and whose heads were almost exploding, couldn't help but feel a shock to their spirits, and the exploding pain was greatly relieved.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at Song Yichun and Li Yilong.
The two of them had already fallen to the ground, and their blue and green robes were stained with some grass and mud.
They were covering their heads, showing painful expressions, their faces as pale as paper.
"Junior Sister Song, Junior Brother Li!"
Meng Canglan stepped forward to help the two of them up, and looked in surprise at the dark green box and a string of black beads that had fallen to the ground.
The string of black hand beads, each the size of a dragon's eye, was round and flawless.
It was they who had shot out black light before, but now they have no light and are dull and gray.
Fortunately, she had a body-protecting treasure that blocked the black light. Seeing the miserable state of the two of them, she knew how powerful the black light was.
She turned her head to look at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan was staring at the string of black hand beads with a gloomy face.
"Holy Maiden, it's okay." Li Yilong said quickly, looking at the string of beads on the ground with a pale face, and looking at the dark green box: "That's not right? I clearly saw it before."
"The beads are still the same string of beads." Meng Canglan shook her head and said, "It hasn't been replaced, there is something strange about these beads."
Her eyes turned to Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "These beads are likely to accumulate power and then release it all at once."
"So that's it!"
Meng Canglan felt that this explanation was very reasonable. She also had this judgment. She glanced at Chu Zhiyuan.
The heir's intuition is indeed amazing.
You must know that this dark green box is a spirit-sealing box, which can isolate all leaks and all auras.
He could actually feel the danger. His intuition is amazing, and his reputation is well-deserved.
Li Yilong smiled bitterly: "I really can't explain it clearly." Song Yichun rubbed her eyebrows to relieve the aftereffects of the headache.
She was dim and haggard as if she hadn't slept for days and nights: "These beads are too weird, Holy Maiden, what exactly are they?"
Meng Canglan said: "The material is unknown, it is estimated to be from a secret place, most likely from the secret place of the Great Lie Dynasty."
"Too evil!" Song Yichun frowned slightly: "I was almost killed by it this time!
If it wasn't for Chu Zhiyuan's light hum, which instantly cleared the power that was stabbing into her mind, she would have fainted by now, and even her life would have been in danger.
The heir is equivalent to saving the lives of the two of them.
Meng Canglan didn't think this power was too strong because she was protected by treasures. They had a personal experience.
It was truly impossible to resist. The Grandmaster's cultivation was vulnerable in front of this power, and there was no way to stop it.
Chu Zhiyuan said slowly: "If this is a personal item of the Netherworld Secret Guard, we really have to guard against these guys."
No wonder they can kill Grandmasters.
If he hadn't used the power of the Fearless Realm to block it and eliminate most of the power, and then suppressed it with the Divine Dragon's Will.
If he hadn't been prepared, this strange power could have invaded his spirit and caused serious damage to his soul.
Different from Gang Qi, True Qi, and Spiritual Qi, this evil power would injure even a Grandmaster in a surprise situation.
This string of black hand beads has spiritual energy to prevent him from seeing through it.
Activating his super-sense to the limit, he could vaguely see a huge statue in the mist.
This magnificent statue, as majestic as a mountain peak, could not see its face and was locked in the thick fog, unable to get close or peep.
He had a faint understanding in his heart.
This involves extraterrestrial power!
This statue is likely to be the source of extraterrestrial power, similar to the power of the Fearless Realm.
He withdrew his super-sense and looked at Meng Canglan: "Has a Grandmaster seen it?"
"A Grandmaster wanted to use it to lock on to its owner." Meng Canglan shook her head: "Unfortunately, there was no gain."
"What about that Grandmaster?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
"Grandmaster?" Meng Canglan was stunned and shook her head: "That Grandmaster died of old age."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.
Meng Canglan noticed something was wrong and quickly said, "What's wrong?"
"It's just a suspicion." Chu Zhiyuan said: "It may not be true."
Meng Canglan's expression was solemn.
Grandmasters are crucial to the sect, and every Grandmaster is crucial.
Losing any Grandmaster is a great loss.
The heir's words clearly suspected that the Grandmaster's death was related to this string of beads.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "It may backfire. It's okay for those with ordinary cultivation, but it's not good if a Grandmaster gets too close."
"...This Grandmaster is my great-grandfather." Meng Canglan said softly.
Chu Zhiyuan was stunned.
Meng Canglan said slowly: "Great-grandfather's lifespan was shorter than expected, he should have lived at least another fifty years."
"Then did your great-grandfather have any instructions?"
Meng Canglan shook her head: "Great-grandfather passed away suddenly, he fell asleep one night and didn't wake up in the morning."
When a Grandmaster passes away, no one would suspect that it was due to illness, they often die of old age, without any illness.
Either in sleep or during cultivation.
"Then is there any sign of the five signs of decay of heaven and man?"
"No." Meng Canglan said: "There are also Grandmasters who pass away without the five signs of decay of heaven and man."
No one ever suspected it.
After all, it was just a string of hand beads, and it didn't show anything unusual at the time.
After failing to track down the Netherworld Secret Guard, it was put aside and even placed in a corner of the warehouse to collect dust.
If it wasn't for the possibility of using the Netherworld Secret Guard this time, she would have brought it with her after careful consideration.
It would have been left there forever, unattended in the corner for thousands of years.
"This is just my guess." Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "The person is already gone, there is no point in saying this now, this thing still needs to be put in this box."
"Does the heir still want to take a look at it?"
"I'll keep it for a while." Chu Zhiyuan nodded solemnly.
"It's for the heir." Meng Canglan said.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded with a smile, without declining.
At this moment, a figure appeared not far away, it was a slender girl with a delicate appearance.
Meng Canglan waved her hand. The delicate girl arrived lightly and handed over a small bamboo tube.
Meng Canglan opened the bamboo tube as thin as a little finger, took out a small piece of paper, glanced at it, and looked at Chu Zhiyuan in surprise.
