Zhuge Buliang pondered, this is impossible. Didn’t the sacred city under the Fengmang Mountains of Jiuzhou fall from the ancient immortal realm? According to this reason, this Buddhist prison may also come from the ancient immortal realm, because of some specific
The situation has settled in Kyushu.
Xiao Shani looked at the two of them and couldn't figure out what they were talking about for a while, so he didn't interrupt.
"This is just my guess. I just hope that I can enter the end of the sand sea and find out the reason." Monk Yan said.
Sha Ni Xiaoyun looked at the serious expressions on their faces, opened her mouth slightly, and muttered twice, not knowing what they were talking about.
"By the way, I will take you with a few people. I believe they will be very happy to see you." Monk Yan suddenly said with a smile.[
Several people walked through the streets and alleys, and finally came to a private room in a restaurant. At the door of the private room, Zhuge Buliang heard the sound of conversation coming from inside.
"No, I'm talking about you, but there is no one like you. It would be great if we were practicing in the mountains, but you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, I, I, I, you, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I,, have-,, , world - world -" - person have you had always had to follow Brother Yan to run here, and you didn't even have to drag me along with you." came the message from the private room.
A squeaky voice.
Immediately afterwards, I heard another person say: "I said stuttering, so you are not afraid, right? Since you came to the Great Desolate Immortal Realm, I have found that you have become less and less courageous. There may be a big opportunity waiting for you this time.
As for us, do you want to be an ordinary person in peace and stability, or do you want to be an immortal who aspires to the immortal world? But it's hard to say based on your personality. I guess you will choose the former. People can't do this. Only by pursuing can you make progress.
Besides, what does Senior Brother Youyan have to fear from us? Senior Brother Yan’s current cultivation level is more than enough to protect us. And it just so happens that he can check our cultivation level in recent years.”
"You're the only one who talks so much nonsense," the stilted voice said dissatisfied.
"What nonsense? I am trying to enlighten you. Do you understand?" The voice became wordy again.
"Squeak"
At this time, the door to the private room was opened, and Monk Yan walked in with Zhuge Buliang and Xiaoyun.
"It's best to put restrictions on your conversations in the future." Monk Yan said with a slight smile.
"It's just that I feel so tired listening to you two talking." Xiaoyun also glared at the two of them.
"Hey, Miss Xiaoyun is here too, hahaha, that's really great." Hua Lao stood up and said, "Since the last time we said goodbye, my stammering junior brother has missed Miss Xiaoyun very much."
"Say, so and so," he stammered, blushing anxiously.
"Look, I can't even say anything excited." Hua Lao said with a smile.
Zhuge Buliang stood aside and watched, shaking his head. The characters of these two guys really haven't changed at all. One stutters, the other talks a lot. They bicker when they have something to do, but nothing seems to have changed, which makes Zhuge Buliang
I mistakenly thought that I was back in Kyushu.
"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. You don't look like a monk at all." Xiao Yun hummed softly.
"A monk is not a saint either." Hua Lao chuckled and suddenly noticed Zhuge Buliang standing behind Monk Yan. He saw that he was wearing a black cloak. He could neither see his appearance nor feel his breath. He couldn't help but say: "This
Who is this dear friend?"
Zhuge Buliang chuckled, took off his cloak, and said with a smile: "You two, you won't forget me."
As the voice fell, Zhuge Buliang's slightly delicate face was revealed.
"ah!"
Stuttering and Hua Lao were frozen in place almost instantly, and then the two of them rushed forward and stood opposite Zhuge Buliang.[
Chatter said: "You, you are"
"You are Brother Zhuge!" Stuttering spoke surprisingly fluently at this moment.
"You two, long time no see." Zhuge Buliang said with a smile.
Hua Lao's face was filled with ecstasy and she said: "You, you, you"
"Why are you here?" he stuttered.
"I just happened to be passing by."
Hua Nao said: "It's really true."
"I can't believe it. I'm so happy to meet you here." He stuttered and patted Zhuge Buliang on the shoulder.
Hua Lao looked at Stutter in surprise and said, "Hey, why do you speak so fluently?"
"I'm happy"
The two people were playing tricks and having fun in the private room, which made Zhuge Buliang's lonely mood in recent days much better. Monk Yan also smiled and watched this scene. As for Xiaoyun, she quickly became friends with the two of them.
Suddenly, the room was filled with laughter and laughter.
"When will you leave?" Zhuge Buliang and Monk Yan sat aside.
"Tomorrow, I heard that many major sects have already set off for Shahai." Monk Yan said.
Zhuge Buliang nodded solemnly: "It seems that many great sects in the Eastern Region will take action this time. I just met some people from the Bahuang Sect."
"I heard that people are coming to the Southern Territory, and they are two disciples of the Southern Emperor. Be careful." Monk Yan said. He also heard some news about Zhuge Buliang in the Southern Territory, and knew that he and
The Southern Emperor had a grudge, otherwise he would not have traveled hundreds of thousands of miles to the Eastern Region.
"These promiscuous people really can't live anywhere they hide." Zhuge Buliang rubbed his temples with a headache. But he was not afraid. With his current strength, unless he met Nanhuang's eldest disciple,
Others simply don't see enough.
Several people discussed in the private room for a long time and finally left the restaurant. Walking on the crowded street, Zhuge Buliang put on the cloak again. But at this moment, he felt a spiritual consciousness scanning him.
I was startled and turned around suddenly.
At the corner of a street, he saw a handsome-looking young man looking at him and sneering.
"Not good." Zhuge Buliang, under the cloak, frowned slightly.
From the man's eyes, Zhuge Buliang clearly felt a murderous intention, and his heart couldn't help but tighten. Could it be that he saw his identity? This cloak can hide his aura. It is generally not easy to be noticed, but it can't be prevented.
There are people with special abilities living there.
Ignoring the man, they continued to move forward, but Zhuge Buliang was already on guard.[
"Those in front, stop." Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.
Zhuge Buliang and others turned around and saw four or five cultivators dressed in purple and carrying long swords walking out in a hurry. The man who had just observed Zhuge Buliang was also among them.
"As expected." Zhuge Buliang sneered in his heart.
The monk gave a slight Buddhist salute, put his hands together and said, "What do you have to do?"
A young man in purple clothes walked out. He had a delicate face, thick eyebrows on his temples, and was somewhat handsome. Especially those eyes, which shone brightly and had an extraordinary lethality on the girl.
At this time, the young man in purple pointed at Zhuge Buliang and shouted: "It's him I called!"
"Wow!" With a sound, a group of cultivators standing behind him immediately took action and surrounded Zhuge Buliang.
Yan Monk stuttered, Hua Lao and Xiao Yun's expressions suddenly changed slightly.
Monk Yan asked: "Who are these people?"
The young man in purple said: "We are from the Sword God Pavilion. I am Fu Yunxiao, one of the three descendants of the Sword God Pavilion." As he said that, the young man in purple raised his chin high and glanced at several people coldly, but when he saw the little
After Yun, her eyes couldn't help but light up, and her intoxicating eyes narrowed.
As if feeling Fu Yunxiao's unkind eyes, Xiao Yun hummed softly: "Sword God Pavilion? Is it amazing? I've never heard of it."
Fu Yunxiao frowned slightly, and immediately looked away from Xiao Yun, looked at Zhuge Buliang, and sneered: "You think we can't recognize you dressed like this? We in the Sword God Pavilion have a secret method that can see through other people's eyes.
The origin, no matter how good you disguise it, you can't hide it."
Zhuge Buliang sneered. Since he couldn't escape, luckily he took off the cloak on his head and said with a smile: "So what?"
Fu Yunxiao took a step forward and said: "The second elder of my Sword God Pavilion died in Zhuxian City. His death is directly related to you."
"So?" Zhuge Buliang smiled.
"So I'm here to behead you today to pay homage to the second elder." Fu Yunxiao said.
After the words fell, Fu Yunxiao and several other cultivators from the Sword God Pavilion were full of momentum. Each of them exuded a sharp aura, as if they had turned into a divine sword.
Monk Yan took a step, and a golden light emerged from his head, condensing into a golden "卍" seal. The Buddha's energy surged, making him look like a living Buddha, and said loudly: "I will not watch you embarrass me.
My friend, if you want to fight, count me in."
"Master Yan, let him solve it himself." Xiao Yun said with a smile: "Isn't it possible that he can't solve the minions from the Sword God Pavilion?"
Zhuge Buliang also thought about Monk Yan and nodded. Monk Yan gently clasped his hands, the Buddha's light above his head dispersed, and he stepped aside.
Fu Yunxiao gritted his teeth. As a descendant of the Sword God Pavilion, no one had ever dared to look down on him like this.
"It seems that you are very sure about this stop." A voice full of indifference came. At this moment, the street was already filled with onlookers, and among the crowd, a man also dressed in purple walked out. But this man
The momentum between the man and Fu Yunxiao was obviously different, and they were more fierce.
"Second Senior Brother." Fu Yunxiao and several cultivators from the Sword God Pavilion nodded respectfully.
Er Hen, the first successor of Jian Shen Pavilion, is also the grandson of Er Huang, and the future successor of Jian Shen Pavilion.
Second Hen was carrying a dazzling divine sword with his hands behind his back. He came to Zhuge Buliang in a few steps. His starry eyes were half closed, and there was a faint sense of majesty, as if he was in control of everything.