The old man's body was like a piece of dry firewood, his hair was as yellow as straw, and he had no energy at all.
Zhuge Buliang's face showed joy. He felt that there was a pure power in his body, which was becoming one with his soul.
"Refine it quickly." Mo Lin said.
Zhuge Bu nodded, sat down again, and slowly introduced the pure experience in his body into his own spiritual power. When he woke up again, it was getting late, Mo Lin, True Dragon Sanren
He Tianyu had disappeared, and only Moximen stared at him with his dark eyes.
"Where are they?" Zhuge Buliang asked after waking up.[
"My father and the True Dragon Sanren have already left, leaving me to stay and protect you," said Mo Ximen.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Ximen." Zhuge Buliang smiled politely.
"It seems that you are also going to Xuantian Dance Pavilion. We just happened to be on the way." Mo Ximen said with a smile: "We are going together. I heard that you are a mortal cultivator, so you just want to tell me the story of the mortal world. I heard that the disciple of Zhenlong Sanren
Said, you are a famous figure in the world of mortals."
Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly, and flew towards where Liu Mang and others were with Mo Ximen.
When the two appeared in front of Liu Mang, Miao Xianji and others, everyone was immediately startled. Liu Mang hesitated and said: "Young Master Mo Mo, why are you here too?"
"Can't I come? By the way, I just heard that we seem to have some grudges that we haven't settled yet." Mexico said with a chuckle.
"Ah!" The expressions of Liu Mang and Brother Dachun changed, and cold sweat broke out. Miao Xianji was good at observing and had already seen that Ximen Mo was joking with the gangsters.
"Okay, don't scare them." Zhuge Buliang smiled.
Liu Mang looked at Zhuge Buliang and then at Mo Ximen, and suddenly felt that the relationship between the two seemed much closer than when they first met, and said: "Boss Zhuge, why have you been gone for so long? We were worried that you would meet someone."
What should you do if you encounter misfortune?"
"Hmph! I thought you died there!" Lu Zihan didn't give him a good look and snorted lukewarmly.
She was in a very complicated mood at this moment. Although she hated Zhuge Buliang with all her teeth, she could do nothing about it. And looking at him now, he seemed to have a good relationship with the young master of the Book Sword Studio. The Book Sword Studio was famous in the Southern Territory.
, as long as someone says a word, even the Burning Heaven Sect will disappear in the wilderness immediately.
"How did he get to be such a master?" Lu Zihan thought secretly in his heart.
"It's getting late. There is a small town three hundred miles south. Why don't we rest less and start again tomorrow?" Moximen suggested.
Three hundred miles was only a matter of ten minutes for them, and a small town appeared in front of them. But even though this was a small town, there were still many cultivators. These were cultivators who were going to Xuantian Dance Pavilion.
Or, stay here. Although you can also travel at night, the night is when those wild monsters appear the most, especially when passing through some wild mountains, you might bump into a powerful wild beast that comes out to look for food.
So it is safest to drive during the day.
A few people found a place to live and stayed temporarily. Miao Xianji stared at Lu Zihan with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said: "Brother Zhuge, do you want to leave this little lady to me tonight? Recently, I suddenly thought of some means.
It should work.”
Hearing this, Lu Zihan's expression changed drastically. She had already tried Miao Xianji's method, which was an inhuman torture, and she never wanted to try it a second time.
Zhuge Buliang smiled and said, "Forget it, you go and have a rest first." With that, Zhuge Buliang pulled Lu Zihan back to his room.
"Don't forget to set up a silence formation at night." Liu Mang shouted from behind.[
"roll!"
Back in the room, Zhuge Buliang first set up two prohibitions, then slapped Lu Zihan a few times and threw him on the bed. Lu Zihan snorted, but did not show panic, because she knew that Zhuge Buliang would do it every day
Her mobility will be blocked at night, but she will not do anything excessive. At best, she will just take advantage of her.
Zhuge Buliang sat down and once again checked the spiritual power of the old man he absorbed today. Now it has been completely transformed into his own original spiritual power. His cultivation level has skyrocketed. Now his cultivation level has been
It is close to the peak state of Concentrating Spirit and Transforming Cang. When the time comes, as long as one more dragon spirit vein is refined, one can steadily break through the state of Dao Yun Peeping into the Sky.
Thinking of this, a golden page of paper appeared in Zhuge Buliang's hand, with lines of text imprinted on it, and the faint voice of heaven echoed in the room.
"The remaining pages of "Po Jun"!" Lu Zihan, who was huddled on the bed, exclaimed.
"What a fuss, go to sleep!" Zhuge Buliang said nonchalantly.
"Humph, it turns out that you got a lot of benefits at the Taikoo Bronze Gate site." Lu Zihan snorted.
Suddenly, Zhuge Buliang felt a strange vibration in the remaining page of "Po Jun". Zhuge Buliang immediately put it away, got up and left the room, and sent out his spiritual consciousness to search. Just now, he felt
It seems that there is another broken page nearby.
The volume of "Broken Volume" is a complete heavenly book. Even if they are lost, there are still some connections between them within a certain range.
His consciousness scanned around, but there was no movement. Zhuge Buliang hid in a corner of the wall, hiding his aura, and quietly observing his surroundings.
About half an hour later, a strange figure suddenly appeared. The figure ran up to the roof, observing the surroundings with a pair of deep eyes.
"It must be him!" Zhuge Buliang secretly rejoiced. This was a cultivator at the peak of Concentration and Cang, which was slightly higher than his own. However, at the same level, Zhuge Buliang was completely afraid of anyone.
"brush!"
As soon as the figure flashed, Zhuge Buliang rushed out and rushed out of the town. Almost at the same time, he discovered the strange figure of Zhuge Buliang, flew up suddenly, and chased Zhuge Buliang away.
The two figures rushed out of the town one after another. In the dark night, the two people flew directly out of the town a hundred miles away. At this time, the speed of the man behind him suddenly increased, and he quickly caught up with Zhuge
It didn't light up and was blocked in front of him.
Zhuge Buliang could clearly see that this was a man with a not very outstanding appearance, with a pair of eyes that were particularly bright in the dark night.
"My friend, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" the visitor said calmly.
Zhuge Buliang remained silent, just looking at him quietly.
The man was stunned for a moment and said: "I just lost something. I wonder if this friend has taken it? It would be fine if he took it and handed it over. I will treat it as if nothing happened. Otherwise, I will be in Tongten Pavilion."
I won’t let it go.”
"Tongtian Pavilion?" Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows: "I don't think I've heard of it."
The man frowned and said: "Although our Tongtian Pavilion is not as powerful as the Xiaoyue Sect and Taiyi Immortal Sect in the Southern Territory, it is still unknown to everyone. Judging from your appearance, you should be a casual cultivator. I advise you.
Don't go against us."
Hearing this, Zhuge Buliang smiled and said, "I wonder what you threw away?" [
The man smiled coldly, turned his palm, and a page of golden paper appeared, flashing with a faint golden light. Zhuge Buliang's pupils shrank, and it turned out to be the fragment of "Pojun".
"Give me the fragment of the scroll in your hand, and I can let you go." The man said.
"Okay!" Zhuge Buliang agreed happily, but in the next second, he had already taken action, rushed directly towards the man, and punched him with his fist.
"Seeking death!" The man snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face, because his level was higher than that of Zhuge Buliang, so he didn't mind the punch at all and directly waved his palm in response.
"Crack!"
There was a very clear sound, and the man's entire arm was twisted, and his body flew backwards.
Zhuge Buliang raised his hand and sucked it, and the golden paper in the man's hand flew into his own hand. He smiled and said: "Thank you for your support, but I can't keep you now."
"What are you doing?" The man looked horrified. It was really hard to imagine why a person whose realm was clearly below his own could be so terrifying with one punch.
Zhuge Buliang had already flown up again, and dozens of fist shadows struck him. The fist shadows were as big as houses, emitting purple light.
"Brush!" A black sledgehammer appeared in the man's hand, and the sledgehammer turned into a mountain-sized shape and hit it.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
More than a dozen fist shadows hit the black sledgehammer. Each of these punches contained the overbearing method of Taiwu Heart Sutra. The black sledgehammer flew back, with cracks everywhere on the entire hammer head, and it was almost broken.
The man was heartbroken, but he had no time to think about it at the moment and sacrificed the sledgehammer again.
Zhuge Buliang raised his hand and pointed, and the sledgehammer instantly shattered into pieces of scrap metal.
"You have hidden your cultivation!" the man said in fear. He could not believe that a person with a lower cultivation level than himself could have such domineering power. This kind of power made him feel desperate.
"Bang!"
Zhuge Buliang did not answer him, but slapped him to the ground and stepped on his chest.
"Pfft!" The man spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "My friend, there is a misunderstanding between us. How about you take the scraps of the volume and just pretend that this never happened?"
"Do you think I will agree?" Zhuge Buliang sneered, glanced at this man, and said: "It's a pity that you are not even good at practicing Taoism and observing the sky, otherwise I will have to swallow you up."
Swallowing Souls and Seizing Souls can only be used ten times, and Zhuge Buliang didn't want to waste it. He punched the man's head, grabbed the soul and crushed it. Then he kicked the body away, and the body was in mid-air.
Broken into several pieces.
Zhuge Buliang looked at the golden paper in his hand, and then took out the broken pages of his own volume to compare. This page was undoubtedly a broken page of "Pojun", but it didn't seem to be connected with the page number in his hand. Zhuge Buliang
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
ps: A friend lent his laptop this morning and just got it back now. This grandson is so fucked up.