Everyone did not recognize the old man, but they recognized this woman clearly. She was the Biluo Saint, Mu Chengxue, who had never been seen before coming to Zuhai.
The old man closed his eyes like a Buddha, and the fishing line in his hand dropped into the sea of clouds. There was no movement for a long time.
Bai Yunsheng 1 Everyone was quietly standing on the petals nearby, staring at the old figure who was extremely strange and dangerous.
He is the starting point of everything and the end of everything.
At this moment, no matter whether it is a dragon, a phoenix, or a human being, there is an undercurrent of karma, and it feels like facing a formidable enemy.
On the other hand, Bai Yunsheng, the man at the center of this life-and-death situation, was unusually calm.
Mu Chengxue had known that they would come and had already noticed these uninvited guests, but she still let her remaining light fall on Bai Yunsheng.
There is the fragrance of flowers in the clouds, but there is no wind in the flowers.
The young and old in front of them did not show any murderous intent or hostility, but Xiang Wujian and others were like a group of arrows drawn from a bow, tensing their bodies and minds.
Even the breathing of the Dragon and Phoenix ancestors was a little trembling - although they had never seen this person and did not know him, they knew who he was.
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There is an active volcano brewing in the light clouds and gentle breeze, and Bai Yunsheng is the cap of this volcano.
"Xiangong is fishing, but I wonder if there is a fishhook on the line?"
Bai Yunsheng used thirteen calm words to break the growing depression.
Everyone knew who he was asking, because the person then gave the answer.
"Of course." The mysterious old man said slowly, his voice loud and gentle.
"Is there any bait?"
"No."
“If there is no bait, how can the fish take the bait?”
"The fish has taken the bait."
Bai Yunsheng smiled: "Your Excellency, are you talking about us?"
The old man also smiled: "My line is only enough to catch one fish."
Bai Yunsheng still smiled and said: "What do you mean?"
The mysterious old man didn't speak anymore because the fishing line moved.
I saw him waiting for a while, then with a light movement of his wrist, he actually caught a black fish with three heads and six tails from the misty sea of clouds. A layer of death light flashed on the dark fish scales, and the fish tail shook violently in an attempt to escape.
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The old man started to throw, and the fish drew a wonderful arc with the rod. The fishing rod was erected in front of the wooden house. The snakehead fell into the pond under the flower stamens and fled in four places.
"The name of this thing is the cockroach fish. It has three heads and six tails, one of which is dead. Once it appears, the world will be in chaos, but it can survive in this place full of life. Do you think it's strange?"
As the loud voice came out word by word, the mysterious old man turned around, with a handsome appearance and a childish face, but his originally kind face was made a little scary by a pair of snow-white pupils.
The whitening of his pupils was originally a sign of the Biluo tribe's karma, but the eyes on his face looked more like he was blind.
"In the past million years, I have caught hundreds of cockroaches, and today is the last one."
The mysterious old man glanced at the people in front of him with his snow-white eyes: "Huangquan, Shenlong, Phoenix, Wuling Palace, it seems that everyone is here."
The old man clearly compared the Huangquan people to strange fish, and Bai Yunsheng was the last one.
How could they fail to hear the metaphor of this old guy? Then they held their breath and concentrated their energy, and their bodies leaned back a little in unison.
Only Bai Yun, who was regarded as fish meat, was born like snow-capped pines and bamboos. With a cold face, he said rudely: "Including Bi Luo and you, we are all covered."
The mysterious old man said slowly: "No, there is another person. He has always wanted to see you."
Bai Yunsheng said in surprise: "Oh? Besides you, who else in the world can't wait to see me?"
The mysterious old man said: "Of course he is the same person as me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yunsheng heard a familiar voice: "Nephew Bai, you still recognize me!"
Suddenly a gust of black wind blew from the white sky, and it fell like a tornado. A tall and fat figure in black appeared, with black hair and black eyes, surrounded by death, like a mouse falling into a rice vat.
Shit, it is incompatible with this "flowery" world full of anger.
Bai Yunsheng narrowed his eyes for the first time since he walked into Zuhai, looking at this person like the cold moon in late autumn staring at the dark night in late autumn.
Although his appearance has changed, his voice has changed, and his strength has also changed, the way he looks at himself has never changed.
Bai Yunsheng sneered and said: "Who do I know? It turns out to be the most powerful god of the Huangquan Clan, Xiqiu Weng."
Sikkion?
The three cold words fell into the hearts of Longfeng and Xiang Wujian like exploding flying stones, causing countless waves.
With the exception of Bai Yunsheng, all the people of the Huangquan tribe have been cursed by heaven and earth and died?
Each of the 7 veins of Huangquan, 7 veins and 7 gods is an extraordinary master of 5-star immortal or above, and the cultivation of the god of extreme veins in front of him has obviously surpassed the two ancestors of dragon and phoenix.
Another 6-star immortal!
In the plan of Bai Yunsheng and the two ancestors, the strongest person behind the scenes of the Biluo clan was only a 6-star immortal, which was not much different from the 2nd ancestors. The chance of victory was quite big. But at this moment, "Cheng Yaojin" appeared halfway.
, which made them start to murmur when they were already confident.
Because in front of the 6-star immortals, there is no point in taking action, whether it is 8 Heavenly Dragons or 9 Heavenly Divine Phoenixes, let alone the three Xiang Wujian who are even lower in cultivation.
In this war, which is a matter of life and death, there are still variables.
While everyone was still muttering, the target of the muttering, Xikion, suddenly spoke up and scolded Bai Yunsheng: "You are not a member of my Huangquan tribe at all, and you are not qualified to use the tribe's name."
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Everyone turned their attention to Bai Yunsheng in unison, all showing surprise.
Bai Yunsheng was not surprised at all. He seemed to have known that the other party would say this, and asked: "Then you, a traitor, are qualified?"
Xiqile immediately became angry and threatened: "Release 4! In the Kunlun Mountains back then, Xiqile and the others fused the divine sword into their bodies. They were the ones who betrayed Huangquan!"
Bai Yunsheng asked again: "Then why did you run away and were hunted down and sealed in Tiandi Mountain?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was so awkward that it was about to start a fight, the mysterious old man suddenly spoke, and with one sentence he smoothed over the embarrassment and hostility between the two parties.
I just heard him say calmly: "Both of you are descendants of Kunlun, why should we be incompatible with each other?"
After he finished speaking, he didn't give anyone a chance to "quarrel" anymore, and then told a long-standing story.
"Back then, at the bottom of the 36,000-mile-deep Ancestral Sea, a sudden chaos arose in the two energies of life and death. The two sacred artifacts, the Beitang Ancient Staff and the Eternal Life Sword suddenly left their respective sacred realms and flew to the bottom of the sea.
The entire sacred tree reaching the sky was shaken. I and Ji Weng went to investigate and found you lying in the River Styx, with the ancient staff and the underworld protecting you. The two of us were shocked, because there were only the spirit of the blue sky and the underworld.
Only with the spirit can the sacred vessel recognize its owner."
Bai Yunsheng continued: "So you asked Sikion to take me up to Kunlun Mountain."
Longfeng and Xiang Wujian held their breath for a moment, not only because of this unknown secret, but also because looking at the world, no one would dare to intercept the words of a 6-star immortal.
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But Bai Yunsheng cut it off, and cut it off very randomly.
He added: "At that time, the Huangquan people were condemned by heaven for ruining their lives. Only the last generation of seven-line gods died. But none of the seven became the spirit of Huangquan and could inherit the Sword of Eternal Life. There was no Huangquan.
Spirit, you can't find half of the Huangquan clan's secret records. So you put your last hope on me."
The mysterious old man and Sikion just listened without getting angry at all, nor did they hide the arrogance and pride on their faces.
But Xiang Wujian could no longer bear the involuntary depression and blurted out: "Is it the secret book of heaven that records the secret of eternal life?"
eternal life!
Two extremely rare words broke into other people's ears, eyes, noses and heartbeats, as if an oasis suddenly popped up in the endless desert.
The two ancestors of Dragon and Phoenix were still calm and calm. They had known this secret for a long time, which was why they were willing to help Bai Yunsheng kill Biluo. However, the other dragons and phoenixes were as shocked as wooden fish.
The mysterious old man and Xikion had "you know it if you know it" expressions on their faces and allowed Bai Yunsheng to continue talking.
Bai Yunsheng was also completely unaware of the visions of the people around him, and continued: "You know how to become the spirit of the underworld, but you are not sure about me. Because you don't know my origin, so you deliberately put aside this life and death."
He led me into the game, made me break the game, and finally stood here with the Huangquan Clan's Heavenly Book and Secret Records."
Xiang Wujian and Longfeng and the others suddenly felt helpless and relaxed: "Sure enough, the only people who can handle such a life-and-death situation are Biluo and Huangquan."
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"Pah, pah, pah..."
The mysterious old man clapped his hands and applauded with great interest, and praised unabashedly: "You are indeed the person I chose. You left rashly five hundred years ago, and I was really afraid that you would never come back."
Bai Yunsheng said: "I am already standing here."
The mysterious old man said: "It seems that you are very sure."
Bai Yunsheng said: "Of course, there are only three of you, and there are twenty-three of us."
Sikion looked at the twenty-three figures opposite him, like the best swordsman in the world looking at a group of rabble, he smiled coldly and said contemptuously: "Just them? Do you really think they will help you?"
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Bai Yunsheng's eyebrows darkened and he said coldly: "What do you mean?"
Ji Weng's broad waxy face was covered with a scornful smile, just like Yama staring at a kid, a hungry wolf staring at a sleeping sheep, or a man staring at a naked woman, which made the twenty-three people feel uncomfortable.
Before Sikkion could answer, suddenly, everyone's feet became weightless. The snow-white petals of the goddess withered in the blink of an eye, and everyone lost their footing and fell into a lake.
The flat, mirror-like lake reflects a beautiful shrine that is beyond words.
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Bai Yunsheng stood on the lake, his calm eyes finally showing a hint of uneasiness.
He stared at the lake for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, and saw that where the clouds in the sky were cleared, the shrine was already hanging above the mountains.
Bai Yunsheng suddenly turned around, but half of his figure was no longer around him.
Without stopping, he immediately flew up to the palace. The scene before him made him fall like a mud cow into the sea, or ice into a pit of fire. He was dazed with sobriety, and was angry with madness.
In the sea of clouds, the shrine hangs in the sky, white jade is made of makeup, the cloud ladder is hundreds of feet, and the life is like a rainbow.
I saw the mysterious old man and Xikion standing side by side outside the gate of the shrine.
On the left are the two ancestors of Dragon and Phoenix with 8 Heavenly Dragons and 9 Heavenly Phoenixes.
On the right are Yama and the 9 elders of the 9th Palace of Biluo.
And behind them were Xiang Wujian, Xiao Fengyi and Murong Chen!
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The thing that Bai Yunsheng didn't want to see the most happened.
The mysterious old man looked at the dumb Bai Yunsheng and smiled proudly: "Now, who is the lonely one?"
Bai Yunsheng tried his best to keep his face straight, stared at the group of people opposite, and asked word by word: "Who are you?"
"I, Dong Gong Yi."
Bai Yunsheng's thoughts were instantly drawn back to the Prophet's Cave in Kunlun Mountain. Xiqi Lei mentioned to him before his soul died, the name of the man who personally planned to attack the Huangquan tribe and was killed by the seven gods together.
The owner of this name, a person who has been dead for too many years, is standing ten feet away in front of him.