"It may have been destroyed by the turtles in the Nine Kings Palace, or it may have been... suppressed in the Nine Kings Palace so far."

Sikong Jiu's voice was very light.

Xu Lai sighed lightly, as if he saw Sikong Jiu barely escape after one difficult battle after another, but the imperial weapon was forcibly left behind.

Tool.

After having a spirit, he is no different from the creatures in the fairyland, and has various emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

As long as the owner allows it, the spirit of the instrument can completely break free from the constraints of the instrument and truly live a life.

There was once a quasi-emperor-level powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, who was once a weapon spirit.

For the Emperor Realm, imperial weapons are not only magic weapons, but also companions who will not betray them and can always be trusted.

After a little silence, Xu Lai asked, "Can you sense the imperial weapon?"

“Not sensing.”

Sikong Jiu shook his head: "The Nine Kings Palace isolates everything outside and is an independent barrier. They have been fishing and waiting for me to fall into the trap."

"If I go to the Nine Kings Palace in the future, I will find it for you." Xu Lai said.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I kept telling myself that I must take back what I lost."

Sikong Jiu clasped his fists from afar.

Xu Lai was stunned and smiled relieved.

This is a rare hard bone for Sikong Jiu, and he is still proud of being a powerful man in the imperial realm.

“Okay.”

Xu Lai didn't persuade him anymore.

Sikong Jiu immediately said, "Of course! If Emperor can stand behind me and face strong enemies with me, it will definitely be a beautiful landscape."

"Fighting the Demon Child, kicking the Nine-Wang Palace, I will be... Uh, from now on, Qingfeng from now on the Immortal Realm is the supreme!"

Sikong Jiuze hurriedly changed his words later.

Xu Lai never thought about the title of the Immortal Realm or what, so naturally he didn't care about such trivial matters. He said casually:

"It depends on your mood."

"Hehehe."

Sikong Jiu smirked twice.

After this period of understanding, Sikong Jiu has already known about the personality of Emperor Xu Lai, who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

It depends on your mood, but Sikong Jiu believed that once he encountered danger, the Emperor would definitely come to help.

Sikong Jiu thought about it, his expression gradually became a little depressed.

There were two brothers like this who were both stinging with swords, all of whom died in the peerless killing formation before the reincarnation.

"Brother, I will avenge you."

Sikong Jiu quietly wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes, and then looked at Su Daluo, who was still in a coma.

"Bang!"

A thunder of disaster fell.

Su Daluo was directly awakened. When he woke up, he saw the inexplicably gloomy child's face. He was so scared that he cried out:

"Master Dao, kill me, stop torture me."

"That won't work."

Sikong Jiu moved his muscles and bones: "It seems you still don't want to say it. It doesn't matter. I have more time and I will play with you slowly."

Su Daluo sobbed even more.

He wanted to say it, but Master Dao, you said what you want to know!

Forced by Sikong Jiu's power, Su Daluo was forced to tell everything that had happened in his memory, and even the dark history of peeking at the youngest sister taking a bath was deeply dug out.

"Bah, scumbag, I've seen it three times. I look down on you as old-fashioned asshole!"

As the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao as the messenger of justice, Sikong Jiu sucked Su Daluo with one thunder after another.

"Master Dao, don't slap it, I'm wrong, I won't talk about this..."

"No, I'll give it more details."

“…”

that's all.

In just three days and three nights, Su Daluo had no secrets in front of Sikong Jiu, just like he was not wearing any clothes.

no way.

Su Daluo was very worried that Dao Master would search his soul. If he found a different memory, wouldn’t he die on the spot?

So I just explained it all.

Looking at the self-deprecating Taoist Ding, Sikong Jiu ate the last candied haw on the bamboo stick and said righteously:

"It's okay if you peek at the junior sister taking a bath, but you're going to rob the tomb... and you rob more than one. Will your conscience hurt?"

"I'm sorry, Master Dao, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again." Dao Ren Ding cried bitterly.

"The key is that you have been robbing the tomb for thousands of years or have the ability to steal the thief. Can you steal the imperial weapon even if you do this?"

Sikong Jiu was a little angry: "I stole dozens of Emperor Realm tombs, but I couldn't get anything!"

“???”

Su Daluo was stunned.

What did he hear?

Master Dao actually stole dozens of imperial tombs!

It turns out that this is not the Master of Heaven, but the Master of Heaven.

For a moment.

Su Daluo was no longer sad and angry, but deeply respected and shocked.

There was a great emperor in the Tibetan tribe in the Immortal Realm who called himself the Swallowing Heaven.

He dug up more than 700,000 tombs in the Immortal Realm in his lifetime, devoured one emperor realm, and hundreds of quasi-emperor corpses. From then on, Tengtian started his life of cheating.

The various major Taoist dynasties and holy lands in the Immortal Realm were disturbed by them, so the Great Emperor of Swallowing Heaven was called the Thieves Emperor.

The thief emperor.

Not a good name.

Emperor Swallowing the Heavenly Emperor, who was in love with the world, chose to accept this title happily and turned the ancient ancestral land that named him up to the sky, leaving no grass behind.

And the thief in front of him.

He has the supreme style of the thief emperor back then!

"Master Thieves, if you don't dislike me, I am willing to dig every tomb in the Immortal Realm with you to help you become the second Thieves Emperor and promote my name as the Thieves Sect!"

“…”

Sikong Jiuyi's black line in his forehead.

He likes tomb robbers, but what the Swallowing Heaven Clan does is still a bit disgusting.

etc.

Why did you steal the sect???

"The saint master of the thief sect has achieved his moral character and has been unified for thousands of years..."

Su Daluo was about to shout out the last two words, but was struck by Sikong Jiu with a thunder: "Get out, get out quickly!"

After knowing that Su Daluo did not have the means to specifically control the Eight Desolate Cauldron, Sikong Jiu completely lost interest in it. According to his speculation, the Eight Desolate Cauldron was used by Su Daluo to leave the imperial tomb, and the same was true for other cats and dogs.

"Master Thieves, I will come back to see you in the future."

Su Daluo thought silently in his heart, turned around one step and left reluctantly.

Sikong Jiu didn't know.

His unintentional actions today will make the immortal realm in the future a mess.

I don’t know that in the near future, the Thieves Sect will become one of the three major "evil forces" in the Immortal Realm.

The other two are the Xingyuan Sect, which throws the formation when you see people, and the Queen's Alliance that you can't beat...

And he was wearing a red bellyband and holding a candied haws and was placed in front of all the tombs of the fairyland in the four directions.

From the top Taoist dynasties, the ancestral lands of holy lands, to the cemeteries of ordinary people, there are no exceptions.

Nothing else.
To be continued...