This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 140 The only magical weapon - Ru Meng Ling!

"Brother! I was really wrong!"

The woman knelt down very quickly.

Li Fei took a step forward, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the other person's neck, and then violently pulled her into the box.

Snapped!
Li Fei closed the door with his backhand.

The woman's expression finally changed, revealing a look of horror:
"It's all a misunderstanding, you."

Li Fei didn't give her a chance to speak. He grabbed her neck with one hand and lifted her up, lifting her feet off the ground.

Although the woman could use magic, she only had the physique of an ordinary person and was unable to break free. She grabbed Li Fei's arms with both hands. Because of suffocation, her neck and face quickly became swollen and red.

Li Fei pinched the woman with one hand and took out a small medicine bottle from his arms with the other hand. He poured out a pill from it and then forced it into her mouth in front of her horrified eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

After Li Fei let go, the woman knelt on the ground and coughed violently.

Li Fei snatched the black wooden sign from her hand.

The material of the wooden sign was very strange, with wood grain, but the hardness was no less than that of steel. There were two ancient seal characters printed on it, which Li Fei did not recognize.

"What did you feed me?!"

The woman finally calmed down and looked up to ask Li Fei.

"poison."

Li Fei looked down at the other party and said calmly:

"With your physical condition, if there is no antidote within half an hour, you will definitely die, and it will be very painful before you die."

The woman's face changed drastically, and she quickly explained:

"It's all a misunderstanding! I was desperate and needed money, so I took the risk. The magic just now would only make you unconscious, and it wouldn't really hurt you. I just wanted to get this bag back, and I didn't intend to kill you!"

"I told you I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

Li Fei sat down expressionlessly. "Next, you answer whatever I ask. If your answer does not satisfy me, you will be poisoned to death."

"I am a disciple of the Nightmare Sect. If you kill me, my sect will never let you go!"

Seeing that Li Fei was determined, the woman immediately threatened him in a stern voice.

Li Fei looked at her calmly: "I have you in my hands today. Even if you are a disciple of the real master, it is useless. I say that."

"you"

The woman looked at Li Fei's calm eyes, felt the determination in them, and realized that she had really hit a wall this time.

She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, which made her groan in pain and sweat began to appear on her forehead.

"The poison is starting to take effect. You don't have much time left."

Li Fei reminded 'kindly'.

"Okay, what do you want to ask?"

The woman finally gave in.

"Your name and origin."

"My name is Zhao Yi, I come from the Nightmare Sect in Qing Province, and I am the nineteenth generation descendant of the Nightmare Sect!"

Zhao Yi said with difficulty, holding his stomach.

Qing Province is a province next to Phong Province.

"Why would a disciple from a major sect be so desperate as to commit theft?"

Li Fei continued to ask.

"I am in a hurry to achieve success and want to buy the elixir for breaking through the realm, but I don't have enough money, so I did this."

Zhao Yi said quickly.

"Why don't you ask for help from the master?"

"The Nightmare Sect doesn't have the elixir I want, and they only advise me to practice step by step."

"Why are you in such a hurry to break through?"

"For revenge!"

"What revenge?"

"An enemy killed my entire family, but the enemy is also in a big force. The Nightmare Sect can't help me, so I can only rely on myself."

"What is this wooden sign?"

"This is the magic weapon of the Nightmare Sect, called the Ru Meng Ling."

"Why did you come to Feng Province to steal money?"

"After all, it's not glorious. Stay away from the sect and you won't be easily discovered."

"Okay, tell me in detail where you were born, when did you enter the Nightmare Sect, and how did you get in?"

".Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Just say it."

".I was born in Pangbei City, Qing Province."

Zhao started answering Li Fei's questions one by one.

Li Fei asked her a lot of details and she answered them fluently.

A few minutes later, the toxicity of the Youquan poison increased further, and Zhao Yi was sweating profusely from the pain:

"I've answered you, can you detoxify me now?!"

"No hurry, try again."

Li Fei said lightly.

Zhao Yi stared at him angrily: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Li Fei did not answer, and continued to ask some details that he had just asked.

After interrogating the Mega spy last time, he felt that he needed to learn some interrogation skills, as they might be useful in the future.

So afterwards he specifically found several books on torture and interrogation through Li Lei and took the time to study them.

At this time, he used an interrogation technique on Zhao Yi: repeatedly asking certain details to determine whether the other party was lying. In addition, in the second interrogation, Li Fei also "mixed up" some of the information Zhao Yi had said before, deliberately saying it wrong, in order to induce the other party to make a mistake.

When one is poisoned and in unbearable pain all over the body, it is very difficult for one to concentrate and it is very difficult to tell a lie. In addition, Li Fei uses professional interrogation techniques. Unless one is a spy who has received very strict training, it is absolutely impossible to lie in this situation!
"In which year did your master Zheng Gao give you the Ru Meng Ling?"

".The 41st year of Hongguang."

"You just said it was the 42nd year of Hongguang."

"I, I remembered it wrongly! Give me the antidote!"

"No, you are lying. Your master is not called Zheng Gao. You just said that your uncle is called Zheng Gao."

"I said it wrong. It hurt so much. It was a slip of the tongue! My master is Fan Guo, and my uncle is Zheng Gao."

"No, I was lying to you. You just said your master's name is Zheng Gao."

".you!"

"You can continue to write. I can wait."

Li Fei calmly looked at Zhao Yi who had collapsed on the ground.

This woman is indeed quite quick-witted. Even a lie she made up on the spur of the moment could sound convincing. Unfortunately, she met someone as cautious as me.

Finally, the truth was revealed.

"You you are a pervert!"

Zhao Yi couldn't help but curse.

"You will die from the poison in less than twenty minutes."

Li Fei remained unmoved and spoke calmly.

"What on earth do you want?!"

Zhao Yi's voice finally began to crackle with tears, and his emotions were close to collapse.

"I want you to tell the truth."

".My name is indeed Zhao Yi, and I did learn the techniques of the Nightmare Sect, but I am not a member of the Nightmare Sect."

"Where are you from?"

"I am from Datong Prefecture!"

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Next, Li Fei repeatedly questioned Zhao Yi according to the interrogation skills he had learned, and only after finally confirming that the other party was telling the truth did he give him the antidote.

This woman named Zhao Yi is also only seventeen years old this year. She is an orphan from Datong Prefecture and was adopted by an old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest taught Zhao Yi the knowledge related to magic since she was a child. When she was fifteen years old, he found an implant for her, allowing her to officially embark on the path of spiritual practice.

But not long after, the old Taoist priest died because of going insane while practicing martial arts, and only before he died did he tell Zhao Yi his true identity.

The old Taoist priest's name is Zhao Renjie, and he is a traitor to the Nightmare Sect.

Eleven years ago, Zhao Renjie stole the Nightmare Sect's greatest treasure, the Ru Meng Ling, out of greed.

From then on, he rebelled against the sect and fled to Feng Province.

Over the years, Zhao Renjie has been living in hiding in Datong Prefecture. Although he has powerful abilities, he dares not show his face in public, for fear that he will be found by the Nightmare Sect.

He always wanted to use the Ru Meng Ling to break through the realm so that he could walk in the world with integrity. Unfortunately, he was not talented enough and ultimately failed.

Zhao Yi inherited all his inheritance, and relying on magic and Ru Meng Ling, he started stealing on the train.

As for the reason why she stole the money, it was similar to what was said before, which was to raise money to buy the resources needed for practice.

Practicing martial arts is expensive enough, and practicing magic is even more expensive than martial arts!
Every time you practice a spell, you have to consume precious materials, and these materials are money. In addition, the daily maintenance of Ru Meng Ling also requires money, which is more expensive than raising a martial artist.

There may be independent practitioners of martial arts, but there are almost no independent practitioners of magic, because it is too difficult to earn the money needed for practice by one's own efforts.

"You said that this Ru Meng Ling is the most precious treasure of the Nightmare Sect. What do you think?"

Li Fei asked, holding up the black wooden sign in his hand.

Although the poison had been removed, Zhao Yi still looked at Li Fei with fear in his eyes.

Now in her eyes, this guy who looks so righteous and definitely like a good person is simply the most terrifying devil!

"This Ru Meng Ling is different from ordinary magic tools. It is a real magic tool."

Zhao Yi honestly explained the doubts to Li Fei and dared not lie again.

Only after one’s practice of magic has reached the stage of possession can one refine magical instruments.

Martial artists in the Dao Foundation Stage continuously incorporate different implants to build the foundation of their martial arts, while great wizards in the Possession Stage also continuously integrate new implants into magical instruments, thereby strengthening the instruments and eventually refining them into their lifelong magical instruments.

Only when a 'true spirit' is born can it be called a natal magic weapon. This is the origin of the name 'True Spirit Realm'.

Later on, the true spirit of the magic weapon continued to grow stronger, until it turned from acquired to innate, and became a magic weapon. Even if the way of magic has stepped into the 'True One Realm' from the 'True Spirit Realm', it can be called a True Lord!
If a True Lord dies, the magic weapon they left behind will fall from innate to acquired and become a magic weapon again.

But this kind of magic weapon is naturally more powerful than other magic weapons, and it is easier to be refined into a magic weapon again.

Because this magic weapon was left behind by the True Lord of the "True One Realm", it is called the "True One Magical Instrument".

Every Zhenyi magic weapon is a treasure of the sect and can be passed down from generation to generation, preserving the sect’s hope of reappearing the Zhenjun!
"With such a good thing, Zhao Renjie was still just a great wizard in the possession stage before he died?"

Li Fei asked doubtfully.

If the other party could become a real person in the True Spirit Realm, with the help of the Ru Meng Ling, he would no longer be afraid of the Nightmare Sect and would not have to hide his head and show his tail. In that case, his name would surely have resounded throughout the entire Feng Province.

Zhao Yi sneered:
"In this life, the old man has always dreamed of reaching the pinnacle of magic and becoming a True Lord, but his aptitude is too poor to even become a True Lord. Although the True One magic weapon is powerful, it is more difficult to refine it into one's own life magic weapon than a normal breakthrough. The old man's aptitude was originally poor, and he chose the most difficult path, so he has not succeeded in eleven years."

Li Fei nodded and understood.

A true magic weapon only has a natural advantage when it becomes a magic weapon. Before that, it is actually more difficult to use it to break through the realm.

"If the old man had died later, I would have definitely broken through to the Divine Transformation Stage long ago. I would never have fallen into your hands today!"

Zhao Yi suddenly said with a look of indignation.

It only took her one year to break through from the embryo nurturing stage to the late body breaking stage. If Zhao Renjie had not died, she would have had no one to guide her. Now she might have really become a magician in the divine transformation stage. This aptitude is indeed very good, and she is qualified to laugh at Zhao Renjie's poor aptitude.

Li Fei did not comment upon hearing this, but played with the Ru Meng Ling in his hand, feeling very happy.

He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing as finding a treasure just by going out. He thought that only the protagonists in novels could have such treatment.

"If you want to survive, tell me the Nightmare Sect's skills and how to maintain and use this Ru Meng Ling."

Li Fei said to Zhao Yi in a calm tone.

(End of this chapter)