After explaining the specific matters, the old man watched Chen Huzi and others leave.

Then, he grabbed the boy in blue, warned the monks guarding the mountain gate, and returned along the same path.

Now, among the Taoist monks in Qingxia Sect, he was the only one who was idle, and everyone else was in seclusion.

It is precisely because of this that he can encounter such a beautiful thing.

Not only did he get a boy who was born with a treasure body, but he also gathered up a group of bandits who served him, he killed two birds with one stone.

"It's really rare! The flesh and blood of this young man can be regarded as a precious medicine for human body.

I don’t know if he was born like this or if he accidentally ate some magical fruit, even his blood was in a faint color.

For us monks, it is definitely a great tonic.

You can consider…using it to refine a furnace of precious elixirs.”

He strolled on the stone steps, his face full of joy. If something good is coming from the sky, how could he be unhappy?

"Well...but, if he was born like this, it would be a waste to refine the precious pill.

I think those sects and even holy places will definitely like this strange physique, and I can resell them in exchange for a large number of cultivation resources.

At that time, I can use this to cultivate the first Taoist palace god, and maybe I can advance to the second level of Taoist palace."

He thought happily, and he didn't want to take out the boy in blue to share with others.

After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to contact some buyers first and see how their quotes were.

If this young man can really sell it at a good price, he will directly resell it in exchange for source and other cultivation resources.

Because he could not determine what kind of physique this young man had, but he could vaguely feel its extraordinaryness.

The effect of refining elixirs and swallowing is highly likely to be less than that of reselling Chengyuan.

"Very good, just do it."

...

In the distance, in the desert full of sand, Chen Huzi and a group of bandits began to burn, kill, loot.

People living on this land often pick up some small amounts of source blocks, etc. For mortals, this kind of thing is nothing more than a divine object. Placed in the village can keep the villagers from serious illnesses and disasters, health, etc.

Before, the name of Qingxia Gate in this area was shocked, and no bandits dared to cause rashness, so the source blocks brought back to the village can be preserved.

However, now, with the arrival of Chen Huzi and his gang, this calmness has been broken.

They were like monsters, flying sand and stones, burning and killing all the way, robbing all the way, and blood flowed all the way through the entire earth.

"Head, there is a village not far from here. There is an old man Zhang in the village. I heard from the troublemakers that this old man Zhang has the ability to see the mountain and the source of the Dingyuan. Should we...?"

"Oh? There is such a strange person?"

Chen Huzi touched his beard and thought to himself.

"If this old man really has this ability, we can't scare him away.

However, the lessons that should be taught must be given, but you can’t do it too much. Do you understand what I mean?"

The bandits behind him nodded one after another. They licked blood on the tip of the knife all year round, so they naturally understood a lot of things. This was like plucking wool. They only plucking wool, not eating sheep. If they pluck too much, they would get used to it.

Chen Huzi nodded with satisfaction.

He looked at the bandit brother behind him, the resources robbed this time and the cried beauties, and looked very excited. It was a great harvest.

"Let's go directly to that village and see if the old man really has the ability."

The bandits received the order and drove the dragon-scaled horse and quickly disappeared on the horizon.

...

"Chen Huzi... Qingxia Gate... Is this Zishan?"

There were several weak and tired whispers echoing in the dark space.

...

"Ji Changkong, tell me in detail what you saw that day."

In the hall, the holy lord of the Ji family, the elders of the Ji family, living fossils, etc., all gathered here.

Not only that, there were also the Holy Lord Yaoguang and a group of powerful people from the holy land in the hall.

Ji's family is on the left, and Yaoguang Holy Land is on the right.

For the entire southern region, this is undoubtedly a major earthquake.

To the outside world, two major forces at the top of the pyramid gathered together to discuss cooperation.

The ancient families and the holy lands represent the most terrifying power in the Eastern Wilderness Continent. What existence can make them join forces?

"Yes, that day... I saw Hua Yunfei, a young man from the king of Xingfeng in the fifth floor of the Fire Domain..."

After half a stick of incense, Ji Changkong told his experiences in a casual manner, all of which were his real experiences, without any falsehood.

In front of so many big men, his slight emotional fluctuations could not escape the perception of the powerful and living fossils. How dare he lie?

Of course, he did not mention anything related to the Yaoguang Holy Land.

After saying that, he was allowed to withdraw from here, but the Eighth Patriarch of the Ji family looked a little ugly. Ji Changkong had no choice but to do anything. For such a big thing, he still wanted to take the credit alone?

It would be fine if it succeeded, everyone would be happy. As a result, not only failed, but it was made public. This was simply a slap in the face of him, the ancestor.

After Ji Changkong left, Yaoguang Holy Land also showed his sincerity. They brought more than a dozen monks from the Four Poles Secret Realms and brought them to the powerful people of the Ji family, letting them explore.

"There is a fog hanging deep in the sea of ​​consciousness?"

"Yes, it's this kind of power, which involves the mysterious power of cause and effect."

"So, the Yaoguang Holy Land was also affected by this group of people?"

The eyes of the Lord Yaoguang were a little sarcastic. His name was Li Daoqing, and he was currently in the state of great power.

He was shrouded in one hundred and eight rays of light, and many worlds surrounded him, like the coming of the God King.

Such terrifying power has long made the powerful players of the Ji family look at each other frequently, and they are secretly guessing his strength.

"It's them."

The voice of the Saint Lord Yaoguang was extremely cold, like the ruthless sound of heaven, trembling constantly in the hall.

After pondering slightly, the Holy Lord of the Ji family said, "Ji Changkong is the supreme elder of my Ji family. Taking action against him is a provocation to my Ji family.

The old crow has been hiding for many years but is still not honest. This time, it has been completely gone.

This will also kill one to warn a hundred people and let everyone know the consequences of provoking my Ji family.”

The Saint Lord Yaoguang also had this intention, but he expressed some possibilities.

"If it were just the old crow, things would be simple, but the real situation did not seem to be that simple."

As soon as these words came out, the strong men in the hall fell into deep thought, all thinking about the words of the Saint Lord Yaoguang.

A terrible power of void emerged around the Saint Lord of the Ji family. His existence was also a terrible deterrent to the powerful people of Yaoguang Holy Land.

This is the power of the holy land and the powerful masters of the ancient families, which are simply beyond the reach of ordinary powerful people.

"You mean, those demon kings who once rush to the south?"

"Yes, that's why we're here."

"Well, it would be a bit tricky if those demon kings were standing behind the boy.
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