Chapter five hundred and fifty seventh left and right swollen together
"A great monk angered the young master of Zhenwu Sect, captured by Zhenwu Sect, suppressed in Moyuling, and was furnished with real cannons?" Hearing the words of the old man with loyal faces of yellow robe, the sallow-faced monk and the numb-faced monk were both obvious.
I was stunned for a moment.
"Yes, it seems that he was snatching some treasure with the young master of Zhenwu Sect. The great monk seemed to be called Domineering Zhenren." The old man in yellow robe looked at the two of them and said.
"Domineering Real Person?" The waxy-faced monk and the numb-faced monk couldn't help but look at each other. Then the waxy-faced monk immediately asked, "You heard it right. The great monk captured by the young master of Zhenwu Sect is really domineering.
Real person?"
"It should be called Domineering Real Man. I heard several monks talk about this when they talked," said the old man in the yellow robe.
"We heard people say it in the market a few days ago. This domineering real person's surname is Wei. He seems to be a monk from the south of Tianxuan Great 6. His supernatural powers are much more powerful than ordinary monks with the first level of the Golden Elixir. But he doesn't know him.
The young master of Zhenwu Sect ended up hitting the iron plate." The older one of the two young men added.
"Does that domineering real person have anything to do with these two seniors?" The old man in yellow robe saw that the faces of the sallow-faced monk and the numb-faced monk seemed to have changed slightly.
"By the way." The wax-faced monk asked with his eyes flashing again at this time: "It is said that the teleportation arrays in many cities have been stopped recently. What is the current situation?"
"Now, in the northern part of Tianxuan 6, except for the teleportation arrays of a few cities, which use special prohibition protection and can also be used, almost all teleportation arrays of cities have been deactivated, and most of them are broken through the air.
A small part of the magic crystal was damaged, and a few of them were actively blocked and did not dare to use it." The old man in the yellow robe smiled bitterly and said, "Senior must have known about the alien insects that specifically destroy the magic crystals of the air. This kind of alien insect can do it.
The gods followed the monks through the teleportation array without knowing it, so they were afraid that this alien insect would come over through the teleportation array. Even more than ten cities near the north of Tianxuan 6 had taken the initiative.
He took out the magic circle's air-breaking magic crystal and sealed the teleportation magic circle. Now he had to travel to Zhucheng, so he had to rush to the road by himself. Because of the inconvenience of traveling, the prices of many things used for cultivation have increased by 20%.
"This news must have been spread by Xu Qianhuan. What is he going to do when he spread such news?" After hearing the old man in yellow robe say this, on the surface, the waxy-faced monk and the numb-faced monk no longer say anything, but in fact,
The two of them moved their lips slightly, but they were talking in a voice transmission.
"He must have wanted to attract my Taoist couple and some friends to come over, then capture them and force me out." The sallow-faced monk said to the pockmark monk.
This sallow-faced monk and the pockmarked monk were Wei Suo and the female monk.
Originally, with Wei Suo's current cultivation and magical powers, even if there are monks from Xuanfeng Sect stopping the investigation along the way, as long as they do not encounter the Supreme Elder-level figure of the two-level and three-level golden elixirs like Xuanfeng Sect, they should be able to easily destroy them.
Killed. But Wei Suo heard the female cultivator say that the elite disciples dispatched by Xuanfeng Sect may have magic weapons such as the soul lamp. Once they are killed, they will soon be killed by the other Xuanfeng Sect cultivators.
It may not be that easy to get out at that time.
So to be on the safe side, Wei Suo and the female cultivator wanted to borrow the identities of these three monks and the two of them, but they did not expect to find out such news.
"Xu Qianhuan is so despicable!" The female cultivator said in a hint of anger: "You should try to inform your Taoist couple and friends quickly and tell them not to come."
"It's too late. They all heard such rumors a few days ago. This news was deliberately spread by Xu Qianhuan. I'm afraid it had already reached the southern part of Tianxuan 6 at this time." Wei Suo shook his head, "
Now the teleportation array in the northern part of Tianxuan Great 6 is almost useless. Even if I don’t have any accidents along the way and fly with all my strength, it will take at least twenty or thirty days to reach the city on the edge of Tianxuan Great 6. By then,
My Taoist couple and friends might have arrived here long ago.”
"If your Taoist couple and friends fall into Xu Qianhuan's hand, will you go to Moyuling to save them?" The female cultivator looked at Wei Suo, "Xu Qianhuan may be the fourth level of the Golden Pill Cultivator.
Because, and his identity is special, he must have an amazingly powerful treasure. If you go, it will definitely be similar to dying."
"If it falls into his hands, of course we have to fight him desperately." Wei Suo glanced at the female cultivator and said.
Hearing Wei Suo give this answer so affirmatively, the female cultivator's eyes flashed.
"Do you have any contact methods for your Taoist couple and friends? Let's go to the periphery of Moyuling and try to wait for them so that they will not be plotted by Xu Qianhuan." After pondering for a moment, the female cultivator said resolutely.
"If we go around Moyuling, we may be the real self-summoning Luo." Wei Suo smiled and said, "But thank you, fellow Taoist Lan. This matter was only my business."
"Have you thought of a way to deal with it?" Seeing Wei Suo so calm, a look of surprise flashed through the female cultivator's eyes.
"I have my own tricks, let that guy Xu Qianhuan wait slowly." Wei Suo smiled, "We should just go to Beiluo City as planned. You will know what I can do then.
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"Is that right?" The female cultivator looked at Wei Suo's mysterious appearance and couldn't help but curl her lips, but the heart that had just been raised fell.
In her heart, if Wei Suo wanted to fight Xu Qianhuan desperately, she would definitely have to help Wei Suo. But to be honest, she didn't know Wei Suo for a long time, so why did she do this? In her heart, she was
I never thought about it.
"The two seniors, the cave of Jinyao Zhenren, is in the Golden Harrier Mountain in front of him."
The emerald green bamboo-shaped magic weapon sacrificed by the old man in yellow robe was indeed a bit slow to fly away. Nearly two hours later, the old man in yellow robe stopped and pointed to a mountain not far ahead.
Said to Wei Suo and the female cultivator.
"It can be called Jinyao Mountain in this way. I think it's almost the same as Xiaoji Mountain." Wei Suo smiled.
The mountain in front is only six or seven hundred feet high, and it looks a bit like a chick lying on the ground.
"Senior, what should we do now?" The old man in yellow robe with a loyal face looked at Wei Suo nervously and asked.
"Do you know where his cave entrance is? How do you give it to him after you have collected spiritual medicine?" Wei Suo asked, looking at the old man in yellow robe and two young men who were very nervous.
"I don't know the entrance to his cave, but as long as I get to that halfway up the mountain, his disciples will come out." The old man in yellow robe pointed a place halfway up the mountain.
"He still has disciples?" Wei Suo frowned slightly. "How many names are there in total?"
"There are two disciples in total." The old man in yellow robe replied.
"Okay, then let his disciples come out and talk. You can take us there." Wei Suo nodded quietly to the old man in the yellow robe.
The old man in yellow robe gritted his teeth, and without saying anything, he flew towards the hillside where he was pointing.
"The scenery here is pretty good." After a while, Wei Suo and others were less than five hundred feet away from the hillside. They saw a clear stream winding in the forest, with many spiritual flowers blooming around them.
, colorful.
"Old Chen, have you collected the spiritual medicine that my master asked you to collect?"
When there were more than 400 feet above the ground, a loud shout sounded and a green rainbow flew out from the forest.
"This guy's face looks like he deserves a beating." When he saw the monk who appeared, Wei Suo couldn't help but mutter to the female cultivator, and the female cultivator couldn't help but smile.
Because the monk who appeared was over thirty years old, wearing a blue soft armor, standing on a blue long sword, and I don't know what kind of gold it was made of the whole handle.
The blue long sword is about one meter long, and the green sword light keeps spitting on the sword. It is obvious that it is a sword cultivator. The face of this monk is a flat-length shoe-horned face, and his facial features are also
They all look a little sunken, and they look like they are being stepped on the face, so they look like this.
But the monk, Piansheng, still looked very fierce, and his eyes were filled with fierce light. With such a look, he really looked like he was worthy of a beating.
Hearing the monk with a shoe-toed face, the old man in the yellow robe trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but turn around and look at Wei Suo, wondering how he should answer at this time.
This shoe-horned monk looked like he deserved a beating in Wei Suo's eyes, but his cultivation level was at the third level of the Mind Realm. It was many times higher than the old man in the yellow robe and the two young monks.
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"Old Chen, who are these two people? What does it mean to bring these two people here?" At this time, the monk with a shoe-tight face also saw Wei Suo and the female cultivator at first sight, and his face darkened.
, first shouted.
"It's not interesting. We just came along the way to tell Jin Yao Zhenren that there is no spiritual medicine. I'll hand over the person in his hands quickly, otherwise he will be in great trouble." Wei Suo glanced at the person
The monk with a fierce expression smiled slightly.
"Do you want to help them out?" The monk with a shoe-tight face immediately sneered, "Old Chen, even if you want to find someone to help you out, you still have to find someone better. Finding two of them is like this.
I feel that I am long-lasting and want to die.”
"Do you like the swollen face on the left or the swollen face on the right?" Wei Suo suddenly asked this question.
"What, do you think you can swollen my face?" The monk's eyes narrowed immediately.
"I will choose for you, but you won't choose either. It seems that all of them will be swollen." Wei Suo sighed.
"Looking for death!" The monk's face with a shoehorn flashed with cold light, and he slapped a treasure bag on his waist with one hand.
But at this moment, a terrifying spiritual pressure pressed on him, making his whole body stiffen.
A white light flashed, and Wei Suo's figure instantly appeared in front of him.
"Ba!" "Ba!"
Two slaps in the face and slapped hard on his face.