The thirty-fifth chapter travel in ten months, the end of the war is coming
After the plan to obtain the herbal medicine was successfully completed, Shen Tuhong and the others went to Gui Wujiu after some discussion.
It turns out that there are actually three or four kinds of spiritual herbs in that small world, which may be of great use to the Chi Mei clan.
However, the matter has not yet been truly settled. Because those three or four kinds of spiritual herbs are essentially variants of extremely rare spiritual herbs among the several medicines refined by the Chi Mei clan. Although the medicinal herbs are rare, due to the rich heritage of the Chi Mei clan,
, it may not mean that there is a shortage of raw materials.
It's just that the medicinal herbs stored in this secret realm are slightly different from the medicinal herbs used by the Chimei clan; it is obviously due to different celestial phenomena and they have gone their separate ways. Whether the spiritual herbs in the secret realm are more effective or less effective remains to be studied carefully by the clan.
Almighty, only after further research and judgment can we draw a conclusion.
Shen Tuhong and his colleagues suggested that they first take some raw materials to verify one or two, and then talk about other things.
I am happy to agree. If the spiritual grass in the secret realm really evolves in a more beneficial direction, then why not open the door to do business with the Red Mei clan? If conditions permit, even large-scale transplantation and cultivation will not be impossible.
possible.
Shen Tuhong and Zong Zhengsi both expressed their gratitude naturally.
During his temporary stay in the Chimei Clan camp, Gui Wujiu not only took care of Huang Xiyin's practice, he also devoted himself to improving his martial arts and visiting various Taoist sects.
Logically speaking, directly absorbing and refining from the "Evolution Chart of the Nianjian" is a relatively crude method after all; it is of course infinitely useful for improving the "Kong Yun Nianjian"; however, it cannot be used to blame oneself.
The insight of understanding all kinds of dharma. Using one's own skills to read the classics is also blameless and will never be forgotten.
More than a month passed in a flash, and the time for the two parties to hand over and participate in the grand event finally came.
In the early morning of this day, not long after he woke up from Gui Wujiu's self-satisfaction, he heard one after another roaring in his ears. With his superb skills, he was able to isolate the source of the sound, which was actually far away from his home; however,
The rolling roar was so close to my ears. Such a vision was extraordinary. I immediately thought of going out to take a look.
Just at this time, Gongyezhou also sent a message from a distance: "Friends Wen Dao, the day of travel has arrived."
Waiting for nothing to take Huang Xiyin's little hand out of the door together, Gong Yezhou said with a smile: "There is no certainty in what the Holy Sect's ancestral court does. In fact, there was news from the other generation twenty days ago.
Within a month, there will be people to greet you. We have no choice but to wait here."
Gui Wujiu smiled and said: "Since the date of the competition has been set, no matter how much we postpone it, it won't be postponed much. However, fellow Taoist Gongye must have been gearing up for a long time, hoping to meet the heroes of all races, so he was a little anxious waiting.
Already."
Gong Yezhou's eyes lit up. Although he didn't comment, it was obvious that he was right in his mind.
After going out together, the three of them fled leisurely for a while before they saw the ten sect leaders led by Shen Tuhong and Zong Zhengsi, who had already been a step ahead and gathered at the highest peak in front of the camp.
Before everyone had time to say hello, they had already seen the southwest border of the sky, and suddenly there was another red sun. The glow was bright and clear, reflecting the clouds into clouds. At the same time, it was in high-speed motion, breaking through the rolling air currents, the clouds cracked, and the fog formed.
disappear.
Gui Wujiu and others took a closer look and saw clearly that it was not a red sun, but a "light mask".
The photomask is not one layer, but two layers, inside and outside.
The outermost light mask opened up the airflow and was extremely powerful, as if it were wrapped in a fully burning fireball; while the inner light mask was cold and clear, with a silent light blue, about the size of a bright light.
Only a quarter of the size of the outer mask.
With his sharp eyes, Gui Wujiu could already see that there was a dark wood-colored oval flying boat wrapped in the light barrier.
Although the current speed of this flying boat is extremely alarming, Gui Wujiu and others were able to clearly see the shape of its flight after the boat approached its target and its speed slowed down greatly.
Shen Tuhong approached Gui Wujiu unhurriedly and chatted with a smile: "Since the Holy Cult Ancestral Court has mastered such sharp weapons as the Yin-Yang Cave, then on the second and third levels below it, there is a method of flying, escaping and crossing.
, we must make great efforts. Otherwise, how can we spread it from point to point?"
"It goes without saying that the Holy Cult's ability to operate teleportation arrays is far superior to that of other families; even this 'Chaos Fractal Boat' is an incredible creation. Speaking of which, although our Chimei clan has comparable methods, it is
Relying on the lingering shadow of our ancestors cannot be compared with the creation of the holy religion that has lasted for two to three hundred thousand years."
Seeing that Shen Tuhong was willing to admit his shortcomings, Gui Wujiu was somewhat impressed by this woman. Just as he was about to compliment her a few words, he suddenly felt a sudden tremor in the air not far behind him.
Looking back, in the camp of the Chimei clan, a flat blue attic suddenly appeared, seemingly out of nowhere.
At the same time, the lingering and chaotic power of space formation fluctuations dissipated extremely quickly.
With a glance from the corner of his eye, Shen Tuhong and Zong Zhengsi saw this vision. Not only were they not surprised, but their expressions showed vague joy. They knew that this was someone from the Chi Mei clan.
Both parties came at the right time, which shows that the Chimei clan seems not to know anything about today's appointment.
The two-layer light shield of the giant boat in front then dimmed.
The door to the Crimson Mei clan's attic suddenly opened, and two figures in gray robes quickly escaped. When they passed by a group of people, they did not stop, but said in a distant voice: "Let's go."
The auras of these two people were clearly those in the realm of demon kings.
Under the leadership of Shen Tuhong and Zong Zhengsi, the eleven sect chiefs, together with two or three of their retinues, immediately stood up and followed.
Six or seven figures also escaped from the giant boat whose light shield was removed at the other end; the movements of both sides were almost completely synchronized.
After a while, the two groups of people faced each other, hundreds of feet apart.
Gui Wujiu glanced at it, surprised and surprised. While relaxing his mind and letting himself be in the most inconspicuous, slow and smooth state, he also turned his mind to speculate on its intentions.
The reason why he was cautious was because of the seven people who escaped from a flying boat in the Holy Sect's ancestral court, the first two were obviously the true cultivators of Tianxuan.
In the Tianxuan Realm, he is also quite an outstanding existence.
With such a level of cultivation, if one inquires carefully with a critical attitude like Demon King Kong Duan, it is possible to see through the details of Gui Wu Guo.
What surprised Gui Wujiu was that after the two Tianxuan Shangzhen, the current two of the four or five people following him, one was agile, innocent and curious; the other was tall and solemn, with a good demeanor. They were both.
It is an acquaintance who is blameless: Bai Guo, Mo Yonggong, the direct descendant of the ancestral court of the Holy Religion.
Although the other three people didn't know it, their cultivation and weather were only half a mile away from Mo Yonggong. They were obviously direct descendants of the Holy Religion who did not participate in the last competition, and they were just ranked slightly lower.
A Tianxuan Shangzhen turned around and said: "Master Nephew Mo, Master Bai. The five of you will rest for a few days at the Chimei Clan. All expenses have been prepared for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a rough and arrogant voice said: "Don't worry, your sect. As long as all the direct descendants of our clan participating in the conference are in good condition, our clan will take good care of the few true heirs of your sect and will not teach them to lose anything."
A hair."
Gui Wujiu was astonished when he heard this. It turned out that the Holy Cult Ancestral Court and the Chimei Clan were in a fierce battle, and the younger generation of direct disciples of the Chimei Clan came out in large numbers to watch the battle. This was a test for the credibility of both parties.
This matter is not trivial at all, but it is not worth it to use the superior secret method to make a contract. So the simplest method of exchanging hostages was used.
After Mo Yonggong and others came over, Gui Wujiu and the others stepped into the giant boat one by one.
The final battle is coming.
ps:
Short chapter. Much better today.
However, my health is not good and my brain's ability to spread out is really weakened, so it is really difficult to write.
The plot quickly transitions to the fight; the fight is a little easier to write.
No later than the day after tomorrow, the third update will be resumed.
Although there are 2 extra days this month, the start is not good, so the target is more conservative and remains at 250,000 words.