After holding their breath for a long time, the two of them said in unison: "Jialan Tianluo?"
He took no blame and didn't answer, just looked at the two people in front of him with a smile.
After a moment, the young man suddenly smiled broadly and said: "Uncle Dongmen, you are disrespectful again. It's a pity that you turned into Jialan Tianluo instead of Qingyu Night Bell. I will not be fooled by you again.
Fascinated by you."
The girl's face was originally red, and her eyes were staring at Gui Wujiu's face without blinking. Then after hearing the young man's words, she suddenly came back to her senses, her beautiful eyes showed suspicion, and she whispered softly: "Uncle Dongmen?
Are you here to tease us again?"
Gui Wujiu was slightly surprised, and immediately understood what the two meant.
Without saying much, he reached out and saw thousands of sword lights crisscrossing each other, like the wind supporting clear waves, pushing them layer by layer, expanding to every corner of the back slope of the entire mountain.
Then he stretched out his sleeves and stirred up a gust of breeze. All the grass and shrubs were cut away, revealing a bare ridge.
Listening to the previous conversation between the two, it was obvious that they had witnessed the battle between themselves and the Xingyue Gate in the Wild Sea. If so, they must have seen this move.
The young man's smile froze on his face, he swallowed a sip of saliva and said: "Uncle Weisheng is at the bottom of the mountain. I... will go and invite him... over."
After saying that, he took out a magic weapon that looked like a paper crane and fled down the mountain in a hurry.
At this time, the girl took two steps forward in an unexpected way, stretched out her little hand, as if she wanted to touch Gui Wujiu's cheek.
Her movements were extremely slow and trembling. After five or six breaths, her little hand came close to Gui Wujiu's chest, still a foot away.
Gui Wujiu stretched out his hand, grabbed the girl's wrist, and asked with a smile: "Little guy, what are you going to do?"
The girl seemed to be half drunk and half awake, and said in a daze: "I...I want to see if you are a real person."
Gui Wujiu shook his head, stretched out his finger and pointed at the girl's door. The girl's body trembled, as if she had been shocked by electricity, and she immediately woke up.
The girl came over with a clear mind and boldly asked: "Are you Jialan Tianluo?"
Gui Wujiu shook his head and said, "No."
The girl was stunned. Without waiting for her to ask, Gui Wujiu said, "Jialan Tianluo is the name you gave me."
The girl was overjoyed and quickly asked: "So Jialan Tianluo, what is your real name?"
Gui Wujiu smiled and said, "Tell me first, what is your name."
The girl said with a bit of enthusiasm and a bit of shyness, "My name is Nanmen Xian."
Looking at Nanmen Qian's eager eyes, Guo Wugui didn't show off, and said with a smile: "Gui Wugui."
"No blame... no blame..."
Nanmen Qian repeated it several times in a low voice, and suddenly whispered: "Gui... no blame. I have something to say to you."
Gui Wujiu's heart moved and he smiled and said, "Tell me."
Nanmen Qian seemed a little embarrassed, but still mustered up the courage to say: "When I meet others later, they will definitely only call you Jialan Tianluo. Don't tell them that your name is Gui Wujiu, okay?"
Nanmen Qian bit her lip and whispered: "I think I am the only one who knows your name."
Gui Wujiu originally thought that Nanmen Qian wanted to express his admiration. He did not expect that it would be such a request. After thinking about it, he said: "Tell me first, where does the name 'Jialan Tianluo' come from?"
Nanmen Qian happily said: "This is the name of a god who holds a sword with both hands in the ancient mythology of Huangyang Realm. It is not only the name of Jialan Tianluo, Qingyu Night Bell, but also the Jiuzhong Tower."
Nanmen Qiangang wanted to continue asking how Gui Wujiu entered the Huangyang Realm. Suddenly, a billowing smoke rushed nearby, and two figures, one large and one small, fell down.
The slender one was naturally the young man who had left and returned; as for the other one, he was a man in a yellow shirt with two short beards, carrying a hatchet on his waist.
This man in yellow shirt is naturally the "Uncle Weisheng" in the young man's mouth.
The name of "Uncle Wei Sheng" was Wei Sheng Bingchen, but he and Gui Wujiu looked at each other with twinkling eyes. But the hint of surprise was well hidden.
The last student, Bingchen, informed Gui Wujiu of his name and did not ask for his name. He just said calmly: "Please tell me your Excellency to our sect." After saying this, he quietly waited for Gui Wujiu's response.
Gui Wujiu remained calm and said, "Please ask Fellow Taoist Weisheng to lead the way."
Weisheng Bingchen didn't say much. Immediately, a ray of light swept up the young man and Nanmen Qian, and flew away to the southwest. Gui Wujiu also launched a ray of light and followed behind.
The young man and Nanmen Qian were suspicious. When they saw a legendary figure like Jialan Tianluo, why did Master Weisheng have such a lukewarm attitude? But now Weisheng Bingchen could see water dripping from his face.
People dare not speak.
In fact, Weisheng Bingchen didn't believe that the person in front of him was Jialan Tianluo.
In the Huangyang Realm, four sects including the Weishan Sect formed a group and jointly faced a sect named Huanjumen, considering them to be their formidable enemies. In the heart of Weisheng Bingchen, Gui Wujiu had long been regarded as a monk of the Huanjumen.
Weisheng Bingchen thought that he had advanced to the third level of Dan Huan for more than seventy years, honing his skills to perfection, and had few rivals in the Dan Huan realm. However, the depth of blamelessness with Qi induction turned out to be unfathomable.
That's why he tried to test him and invited Gui Wujiu to visit the sect. Unexpectedly, Gui Wujiu agreed easily.
This shows that talented people are bold and confident, even if they go deep into the dragon's pool and the tiger's den, they can escape unscathed.
It is true that there is no need to fear at all.
After he entered this world, with his golden elixir realm magic power, he naturally could not reach the level of the True Lord, who could summon more than ten thousand principles of vitality and sense the qi movement for thousands of miles. The size and depth of this "Huangyang Realm" did not exist in his mind.
No definite number.
However, Gui Wujiu's divine will is so transparent and pure that he can easily tell that as long as he advances to the next level, he will immediately come into contact with the muddy feeling that makes it difficult to make an inch of progress.
In other words, the size of this world can only allow people to cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm. In this case, where can he not go to this small world?
The size of the Huangyang Realm is at most no larger than the Huangyang Sea Realm of Rongzhou.
Half an hour later, a majestic green mountain stood in front of us. In the half-hanging stone cliff, which is rare in this world, Feige Liudan was cast into twelve floors. The platforms of each two floors were more than a hundred feet apart, and the momentum was extremely extraordinary.
In the middle of the ninth level, there is a plaque more than a hundred feet high floating in the air, with the words "Kuishan Sect" written on it.
When they were still thirty miles away from the Kaishan Zongshan Gate, Weisheng Bingchen suddenly made a move.
But I saw him using his big sleeve to wrap up the young man and Nanmen Qian, and his escape speed suddenly increased three to four times! At the same time, in the midst of his busy schedule, a purple bamboo tube shook out from his right sleeve, and it shot hundreds of feet into the sky and suddenly exploded, spreading out.
A sharp blue light covered half of the sky.
The young man was shocked when he saw it. This was clearly the highest-level communication talisman in the sect. It could only be used when encountering major events involving the safety of the sect. Upon seeing this talisman, the Yuanying monks in the sect immediately dropped everything and rushed to support, and
Those who are below the Nascent Soul realm must hide nearby to protect themselves.
I don’t know why Uncle Wei Bingchen used this talisman.
After Wei Sheng Bingchen finished all this, he looked back hurriedly. He saw that Gui Wujiu was leisurely and leisurely, approaching the Weishan Sect's gate unhurriedly, and did not make any move to intercept him.
Not long after, seven rays of escaping light came out. Six of them looked forward and were slightly surprised to see Gui Wujiu's appearance; but after a breath, they became calm again. Seeing that there was only one person coming, they all seemed relieved.
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Only a monk with a half-black beard and half-white hair, a wide face and a purple robe was left.
This person is approximately at the late stage of Yuanying, and he obviously has the highest merit among the seven. Not only that, but on the left and right of his purple robe, there are exactly two words "闗山" written on it. The name of the sect is written directly on it.
On top of the robes, one can imagine his identity, he is naturally in charge of the family.
When Nanmen Qian saw the old man arriving, he quickly jumped up to him and said, "Second uncle, Jialan Tianluo is coming to the Weishan Sect. We should open the mountain gate to welcome him."
The old man turned his head and saw that Nanmen Qian's breath was unstable, rising and falling, and there was an indescribable joy in his eyebrows. His face changed and became frosty. Chong Gui Wujiu shouted sternly: "Liang Qiu"
Yang. Don’t you think it’s beneath your dignity to use such methods to confuse the younger generation?”
When young Nanmen Qian heard the words "Liang Qiuyang", his face turned pale.
Gui Wujiu frowned.
On the way, Wei Sheng Bingchen seemed to have a misunderstanding. He had already felt it. But he didn't expect that the third level Yuan Ying monk in front of him was also confused.
However, except for ignorant young people like Nanmen Qian, these two people may have a clearer understanding of the solid boundaries of Huangyang Realm, so they easily cannot believe their identity as "Jialan Tianluo".
Seeing that he was blameless, the old man sneered and said, "Besides you, Liang Qiuyang, who else in the Huanju sect has such a masterful way of disguising himself and suppressing his cultivation? How come you refuse to admit it?"
Gui Wujiu was thinking about how to respond when the old man said again: "Although you have unparalleled qualifications, the level of our skills is the same. In terms of skills, I am above you. After mastering the ancient authentic method of Yin and Yang Taoism, 'Yin Yang'
In front of the leaders of Jue Zanpian, there is no room for low-level monks to act wild!"
Before the old man finished speaking, he clasped his palms together, and a burst of vigorous vitality burst out. The old man had decisively taken action! Once he took action, it was an absolute killing move!
Gui Wujiu suddenly felt that something was missing in him.
At the same time, two figures, one bright and one dark, suddenly appeared in front of the old man.
The dim shadow, with its bright light shining through, had exactly the same appearance as the old man, and seemed to be a clone of the old man; while the other figure with dim light looked like it was none other than Gui Guo.
The two shadows are as pure and unique as the breath, just like entities.
Immediately afterwards, the light and shadow of the old man and the shadow of Gui Wujiu gradually merged into one person.
The old man got angry and Gui Wujiu planned to retaliate in time. However, the old man's methods were a bit evil and he did not take action directly. Gui Wujiu did not feel any signs of danger, so he remained calm.
Not long after, Gui Wujiu suddenly felt a chill on his body, with a cool breeze passing through him. There seemed to be something deeply interacting with him, but he couldn't notice it.
After the two shadows of Gui Wujiu and the old man were combined, their appearance seemed to have the characteristics of both of them, and their faces looked neither fish nor fowl.
After a few more breaths, something suddenly changed.
The beard of this "mixed body" gradually shortened, the hair turned completely black, the body gradually became upright, as straight as a pine tree, and the face gradually became more delicate and handsome.
It is obvious that the facial features belonging to the old man in this "mixed body" have gradually faded away, and the facial features belonging to Gui Wujiu have completely taken over.
At the moment when this "human body" completely formed a blameless face.
This old man of the third level of Nascent Soul, the head of the Weishan Sect, suddenly made a "poof" sound, spurted out blood, and suddenly fell from the clouds. Fortunately, a Nascent Soul monk who was far back used a magic power to protect the old man.
, stop the falling trend.
Weisheng Bingchen's face changed drastically, and he said in shock: "The Taoist level is crushing... Are you really... Jialan Tianluo?"
This farce is really undesirable.
Gui Wujiu shook his head gently.
Weisheng Bingchen was not a fool. He was just stuck in a misunderstanding of his thinking and could not get rid of it. At this moment, he clearly saw that the blameless shaking of his head did not mean denying his identity. He quickly shouted: "Uncles, you are really Jialan Tianluo."
arrive!"
In a flash of light, the six Nascent Soul cultivators stood before Gui Wujiu again, and one of them supported the seriously injured head of the Weishan Sect.
Among the six people, there was one who was in the late stage of Nascent Soul. This person was about to step forward and answer with Gui Wujiu. At this moment, the light suddenly rose sharply, and the light in the whole world reappeared, and the feeling of gloom suddenly disappeared.
Wei Sheng Bingchen raised his head and said: "The time has come again for the Three Realms Heaven to appear!"
Gui Wujiu looked up.
The originally dark "hole" in the sky was still a "pot lid", but now it turned into a piece of glass like a bright mirror.
This huge "glazed cake" is divided into three equal parts from the center of the circle and turned into three fan shapes, showing different scenes.
In one of the paintings, the waves on the sea are rolling as far as the eye can see, and the purple steam is steaming, disappearing and appearing. But there is no human figure. If not in the south of the deserted sea, nowhere else;
The second picture shows a lush green forest with stunning green shade and towering ancient trees. A lonely girl is riding on the back of a black tiger, walking slowly through the forest.
As for the third sector, in an unreachable abyss of the sky, there is a young man with red hair, double eyes, dark skin, and a rough appearance. He sits cross-legged on a white tower, and his pure aura interacts with the heaven and earth.
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Look at the white pagoda. It is extremely majestic and over a thousand feet high. If you look closely, you can see that the white pagoda is entirely made of human bones.