In the void, a white lotus is flying towards the endless depths.

After a while, the lotus suddenly trembled, and Sima Quan's thought of divine consciousness had woken up from his drowsiness.

He silently observed that judging from the extent of Zuo Daolian's use, he must have been speeding for about twenty years, but he had borrowed this magic weapon to protect him, so how much damage he had.

I went out with my spiritual consciousness, but I still saw the stars, but I don’t know how far away it was, as if I had never been close.

After searching around, I saw a giant bronze tripod.

He had seen three such large tripods during his trip, which were built by monks in the past when they crossed the void. However, there was no gain except for finding some scattered elixir jades. Moreover, most of the elixir jades were transformed by clear energy, and they were useless to him, so they did not stop.

The appearance and shape of this one are exactly the same as what I saw before, and it is only thought that it is the same. However, as Zuo Daolian became closer and closer to it, he noticed a slight difference.

The surface of this bronze bell was devastated, as if it had experienced a fierce battle.

He was a little surprised. In this void, he was far away from the Nine Continents and had no idea. Even if he won the battle, he would kill a thousand enemies and lose 800 of them. He might not be able to return safely.

When monks arrive in the cave, they all cherish their lives. If there is no great conflict of interest or life, they will never have a fight.

▽↖ Thinking of this, he envoyed Bai Lian to the cauldron and found that although the cauldron was broken, the ban had not completely collapsed. After searching for a long time, in a hall, he saw three Taoist corpses, heads, crowns, and robes.

One person is in the north and two people are in the south. Judging from their appearance, they seem to be confronting each other, but their expressions are peaceful and there is no harsh expression on their faces.

He went up to inspect it with his spiritual consciousness, but unexpectedly discovered that these three people did not live to the end or had their vitality exhausted, but were clearly deprived of their souls!

Outside this Xutian? Who has this method?

His consciousness was throbbing. The reason why he went out of Xutian was that he could not knock on the nine-layer gang clouds and returned to the surface of the earth. In addition, there seemed to be something inexplicable outside the sky to call each other, so he had to walk this way. But since then, there has been no such sense again, and now he seems to have found a clue.

After turning around again, I found nothing. I saw a huge gap on the cauldron. It looked like I was hit by a man with magic power. After wandering here for a while, Zuo Daolian flashed and entered the void again.

In front of Daochi Mountain, more than a dozen sects have sent their elders and disciples to come in the past two days. These people were invited by Jiang Zheng to come and witness the battle between the two families.

Jiang Zheng ordered people to open the main gate of Daochi Mountain. As the master of this, he stood outside with Shan Huizhen to welcome the people.

This time, he used the reason for fighting and invited the small sects of various sects to come, which also meant to take the opportunity to win over.

The Pengyuan family should not be careless even if they are backing Mingcang. Therefore, they should try to make a big move and connect with the various factions to increase their momentum.

Of course, if Pengyuan was just a small sect, the other sects would not be able to give him face due to Taihao's power, but Jiang Zheng's teacher was the Master of Duzhen Palace of Mingcang Sect, which is different.

Thousands of years have passed. Who knows what will happen in a few hundred years? Only by relying on the big sect can you avoid it. Instead of offending both of the two sects, it is better to rely on one of them. The Mingcang sect is undoubtedly more powerful than the Taihao sect. When he was conquering the enemy Demon Sect, he was still quite polite to the small sect, so most of the invited people were happy to be invited.

Thousands of miles away, I said that I cherish the moon, and said that Xiaoyang was all riding on the spirit birds, coming here.

Because of Han Zuocheng, Biyuxuan was very close to the Pengyuan Sect, so he was also invited to the list. However, Han Zuocheng was called to guard the Tianqing Hall, so he never came.

While the two were flying, a harrier eagle flew from the opposite side. There was a young monk sitting on it. Fang Xinan was traveling around. When he came out last time, he could not find the whereabouts of Yuan Jingqing, so he had to go back to the mountain to practice. This time, he heard that Taihao and Peng Yuan had another battle, and thought that they had not fulfilled their wish last time, so he came out to watch the battle again.

When Yan Xiaoyang saw that there was a harrier eagle under his seat, it was not difficult to recognize him as a disciple of the Nanhua Sect. However, seeing that he was just a Xuanguang cultivator, he glanced at him and withdrew his gaze and didn't care much.

On the contrary, when Fang Xin'an saw him sitting down on the flying eagle, his eyes lit up, came up, bowed and said, "This real person, your iron-winged eagle's feathers are as powerful as satin. I wonder if you can give it to the younger generation? I would like to exchange it for the treasure."

It’s not that there are such birds in the Nanhua Sect. It’s just that Huang Yu Gong doesn’t control any spiritual beasts that can fight with Huadan or even the Nascent Soul monk. Many fellow disciples dare not ride it for him after they know this. This did not prevent him from thinking of ways elsewhere. Seeing that the eagle’s divine horse was abnormal, I thought to myself that if I took it over, where would the world be able to go? Even Huadan monks were not afraid, so they were a little jealous.

Yan Xiaoyang did not want to see him as much as he saw him, and waved his sleeves and said, "How is my spiritual bird raised? What's the matter with you, the younger generation? Go away quickly and don't bother me."

As he said that, he blew his sleeves and a strong wind blew up, rolling him away with his people and his mounts.

Yan Xiyue frowned and said, "Brother, I'm just a junior. It seems that he is still a disciple of the Nanhua Sect. Why do you do this? It's probably not good to provoke his teacher."

Yan Xiaoyang snorted and said, "If it weren't for the Nanhua Sect, I wouldn't have been calculating with it. Could it be that Sister has forgotten what happened last time? She dared to ask me for the Iron-winged Black Eagle. If I didn't think his cultivation was not high, I would have to teach him a lesson."

Fang Xin'an was sent dozens of miles away by a gust of wind. He finally stabilized his body, but he was also dizzy. Although he was angry, both of them were Nascent Soul cultivators just now, and he had no choice. At this time, he heard a voice from behind, "Junior Brother Fang, remember not to be so reckless next time."

Fang Xin'an turned his head and saw that it was a middle-aged scholar sitting on the back of a white crane. He said unconsciously: "Senior Brother Hu, why are you here?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, he suddenly said: "It was the teacher who asked you to look at me, right?"

The middle-aged scribe did not answer, it was obvious that it was the default.

Fang Xin'an complained: "Senior brother, seeing that he was bullied, he would not help him?"

The middle-aged literati said, "That man is a monk Biyuxuan. Although he was originally my Nanhua Sect, both of them are the real people of the Nascent Soul who have been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years. They are also your predecessors. They rashly go up and greet them without saying anything. They also ask for a mount. If they were my brother, they would have to teach you a lesson."

Not only was Fang Xin'an not angry, he smiled and said, "Since there is a senior brother here, I don't know if I can do my best."

The middle-aged scribe warily said, "What do you want to do?"

Fang Xin'an said, "I heard from my senior brother that Biyuxuan is my Nanhua Sect. But that man bullied me like that just now. Wasn't it a shame for me to be in front of me? Isn't I asking for anything else, I just want to ask my senior brother to come forward and ask the man who changed to the Iron-winged Eagle."

The middle-aged scholar frowned. Bi Yuxuan said that he was the descendant of Nanhua, but he had already defected to Mingcang, otherwise he would not have been able to sit and watch just now.

Fang Xin'an whispered: "If Senior Brother is willing to help me, what good things are there for my mentor? I will definitely be the first to think of Senior Brother in the future."

The middle-aged scribe was willing to care about this matter and was about to refuse, but after hearing this, he didn't feel any intention. He looked at him and said, "Are you serious about this?"

Fang Xin'an nodded vigorously.

The middle-aged monk thought about it. Although Bi Yuxuan had relied on Mingcang, he was guarding against the demons. The Nanhua Sect asked him for a spirit bird called "Stars". Didn't he hand it over? The iron-winged eagle was not a rare bird. This time he went up to ask for it, but he didn't dare to give it to him. He said, "You can come forward to ask for it for you, but you need to agree. After you get this eagle, you must not leave me half a step away. When the rice pond battle is finished, you must go back to the mountain gate with me."

Fang Xin'an immediately patted his chest and agreed.

The middle-aged scribe said no, "Follow me."

Seeing that he was walking slowly, he was a little anxious and asked, "Senior Brother, don't you go after those two?"

The middle-aged literary scholar said, "Look at the place where the two of them were going, they should have gone to Daochi Mountain. After the Taihao Sect’s fellow Taoists competed with the Pengyuan Sect, it would be not too late to find them for brothers."

Fang Xin'an's eyes rolled, but said, "Senior Brother, I'm about to transform into a pill. If I can get this eagle, I will go back to the mountain gate to practice. If I get down, I will have something to do. There is no need to bother with my senior brother. I might as well chase after me."

The middle-aged scholar looked at him. This junior brother was too troublesome. He was thinking of thanking him for his time to talk about the mystery with his colleagues. It was not appropriate to bring him by his side. It would be better to send him away early. His family was happy and said, "Well, let's just let you go, and you can wait here."

After he shouted, he took a magic trick, and suddenly a strong wind blew. The crane under his seat flapped its wings a few times, and then it flew out like an arrow away from the string.

However, after going out for more than a hundred miles, he caught up with the Yan brothers and urged Baihe to cross the two of them, blocked them, and bowed, "But Master Bi Yuyan? Hu Sanquan, here is a courtesy."

Yan Xiyue showed a little vigilant look, and Wanfu returned the courtesy: "I dare not, Master Hu is polite, I don't know why the real person blocked my brother and sister?"

Hu Zhenren said indifferently: "It's nothing else. It's just that my juniors liked Ling's mount, so they came to discuss it to see if they could be exchanged for him."

Yan Xiaoyang suddenly changed his expression and said, "What is the intention of the Lord? Can you humiliate me specifically?"

The middle-aged scholar looked at him and said, "Yan Zhenren is so serious, Hu has no intention of this," he suddenly smiled, "You two may not know that they are under the Cangding Cave Heaven, but my junior brother is the disciple of his mentor's favorite disciple. My junior brother was frightened just now, and I comforted him so I didn't care."

Yan Xiyue was shocked. She frowned and thought for a while, and said, "My little brother, it's really you this time. I've taken your mount to the real person."

"Sister, you..."

Although Yan Xiaoyang was reluctant, under Yan Xiyue's eyes, he could only take out the beast circle, put the mount in, throw it over, and said coldly: "The master has already put it away."

The middle-aged scholar took it, bowed his head, and left. As for the things he wanted to exchange for spiritual birds, he took it so easily, and he would not mention it for a moment.

Yan Xiaoyang shook his sleeves angrily and said, "The car is gone, so I'm asking me to have the right to go to Daochi Mountain. It's nothing to make people laugh." After Yan, he turned his head and flew away in the light.

Yan Xiyue sighed, knowing that he was angry and had to go with him, but she didn't know that Yan Xiaoyang was not far away, and the more he thought about it, the more he became more and more frustrated, his expression changed, and he finally turned his head and took advantage of the gale of the middle-aged scholar to chase after him.

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