Muchen knew that he could not convince the other party, so he took out a cup-like magic weapon from his storage ring, which the sloppy man had given to him before.
"Since senior doesn't trust me, I will return this magic weapon to you, and ask senior to find someone else to help you obtain the original power."
The slovenly man looked at the magic weapon in Muchen's hand, but did not reach out to take it. He cursed:
"This is really a losing business! You have used up all my stored energy, and you still want to end it like this! I tell you, you must give me success! No matter what method you use!"
The sloppy man slapped his head and walked away while complaining.
"What a little lunatic!"
Muchen was so proud that he put the cup away again.
Not long after the conversation between the two, the spirit boat arrived at the Tianyun Mountains and quickly anchored on top of a mountain peak.
The slovenly man stood at the bow of the ship. He glanced around and then punched a void.
An unparalleled punch flew out and actually created a crack in space.
"Zhuhai, I'm here to replace you! Open the formation quickly!"
The sloppy big man shouted, and his voice blessed by spiritual energy resounded throughout the world.
"Senior Jianquan, you are still so irritable. What if you destroy the formation?"
A familiar voice to Muchen came out from the space, and Muchen immediately recognized that the voice belonged to Master Zhuo Hai.
It turns out that the real body of Zhuohai Zhenren is here.
Muchen was suddenly enlightened. The space in front of him suddenly opened a crack that was dozens of miles long. The crack continued to expand, revealing the scenery inside. It turned out to be splendid palaces, but there was a faint lingering on these buildings.
Purple.
These five major forces are really generous, they actually set up such a large illusion array!
Muchen then realized that the true appearance of the Tianyun Mountain Range was in front of him, but it was completely obscured by the formation.
The sloppy man shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? Can I break this great formation that combines the power of the five major sects in one go? Come and see, the juniors of your sect are very powerful this year. At the age of twenty-five,
A golden elixir has been formed! I’m afraid your Fire God Sect is going to make a lot of money from this trip!”
A gentle middle-aged man appeared out of thin air above the spirit ship. He looked exactly like the puppet clone of the Vulcan Sect.
"What's the use of having a high level of cultivation? It should be the little guy from the Sima family, right? These people in the Sima family are really short-sighted, exactly the same as before! They thought they were helping him, but they were harming him! He just entered the Golden Core
It's not long since the period, and I haven't fully mastered the magical powers, so how can I be the opponent of the mirror image?"
Muchen's heart moved as he listened to the conversation between these two people.
The real body of Master Zhuo Hai actually has no memory of the clone? Could it be that he doesn’t know what the clone is doing?
He suddenly thought of the fire bird. This remnant soul of the fire phoenix didn't want to care about his own life and death, but cared more about himself.
"I don't know if I gave the Tao Te Ching to that clone. Is it a blessing or a curse for Master Zhuo Hai?"
The two monks in the transformation stage above were still continuing their conversation, and the slovenly man said: "I wonder how you are recovering from your injuries?"
The real body of Zhuo Hai smiled and said: "Although this Emperor's Secret Realm cannot be entered, the strong spiritual energy around it is still very nourishing to the body. I have almost recovered in the past ten years, and now it is time to return to the Fire God Sect! Jianquan
Senior, I leave this place to you!"
Master Zhuo Hai laughed loudly, and then disappeared from the same place, not knowing where he went.
The slovenly man crossed his arms and looked at the Emperor's Secret Realm for a while, then said: "Okay, wait a little longer for Gui Mochou, and I will send you in when everyone is here."
"Be mentally prepared, little guys. If you have any last words, write them down quickly to prevent you from getting in and getting out."
All the monks secretly cursed this old monster, but they didn't know what kind words to say!
Muchen felt that this slovenly man was much better than those hypocrites because he was rude and unreasonable.
Gui Mochou came quickly, but he still looked calm and cold.
The slovenly man did not hesitate and led the top ten disciples to the gates of these palaces.
Muchen looked at the gate. These palaces looked similar to the palaces of mortal dynasties. They were not even as magnificent as the latter, but they had an indescribable majesty. The shape of the gate was also very simple. The two copper gates at the entrance
The first pull ring looks very ordinary.
The slovenly man looked nervous. He walked forward and said without looking back: "Stay away. I will open the door with all my strength later. You go in quickly. Make whatever preparations you need to do now!"
Muchen did not move, but the others kept digging out things, throwing out many magic weapons and talismans.
Muchen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that they wanted to reduce the mirror image's combat effectiveness. After all, whatever magic weapon they had on them, the mirror image would also have it.
The slovenly man pressed his hands on the door. He snorted from his nose and his whole body lit up with a bronze light.
All the disciples present felt as if they had been hit in the head. They all groaned and took several steps back.
Fortunately for Muchen, he withstood the pressure that erupted during this divine transformation stage and only took a step back.
"He has deliberately controlled his coercion so as not to hurt us. We, the people, are almost unable to hold on. If he had deliberately targeted us, I am afraid that all of us would have died suddenly on the spot! Is this a monk in the transformation stage? Surely?
I’m so envious!”
Muchen's face turned pale, and he turned his head and glanced, only to see that Gui Mochou's expression was as usual. Not to mention retreating, he didn't even move a hair.
"Drink!"
The slovenly man roared angrily and pushed hard, finally the gate was pushed open enough for one person to pass through.
The sloppy man immediately stopped his hand, and the gap began to gradually shrink: "Hurry in, this gap can only last for one stick of incense."
Just as the disciples were about to enter, the slovenly man suddenly frowned and slapped a Huayu Sect disciple with his palm.
How could this disciple block this attack from the God Transformation stage? It turned into a ball of blood mist on the spot.
Everyone was shocked and didn't understand why this sloppy man suddenly took action.
But the slovenly man still looked wary, staring at the blood mist that exploded from the disciple.
The next scene shocked everyone. They saw that the blood mist of the Huayumen disciple actually condensed again, and after a while, it twisted and turned into a human form.
"Blood Demon Palace, you actually took action anyway! You really don't take me seriously! If you come here when I'm guarding the gate, are you looking down on me?"
The sloppy man was not surprised when he encountered a sudden change. Instead, he felt angry and felt that he had been looked down upon.
When he said this, his eyes looked at Gui Mochou.
Gui Mochou had no expression on his face and raised his hand to the sloppy man:
"The real Blood Demon of the Blood Demon Palace has met the Nanming Martial Saint!"