The calm, rippling lake surface is like molten glass, huge and heavy, floating on a deep, solid pit. Breezes blow by, so light and fluttery, so fresh, so intoxicating.
, but it didn’t cause many wrinkles on the lake.
The lake in Jiuyou Camp has a great reputation even among all human camps.
In addition to the fact that Master Jiuyou lives here, the elegant and quiet special environment here is what everyone is eager to yearn for.
After fighting to the death in the battlefield, resting here with peace of mind is undoubtedly what most normal souls long for most.
Of course, there are also some extreme power-seeking spirits who are unwilling to come to such an environment because they are afraid that a superior environment will sap their fighting spirit and make them lose the courage to continue to struggle in the life and death experience.
It's just that this kind of people are quite rare among the entire human race, so Jiuyou Camp is always quite prosperous and lively.
At this time, two spiritual beings by the lake were holding wine bottles and sitting opposite each other in a small pavilion.
One of them was tall and burly, but his face was extremely cold, and his eyes were filled with cold air, like a living iceman that made others afraid to approach him.
The other one was an old man with fiery red hair. He took a sip of wine and said, "Brother Zhao Bo, how come you have time to come to Jiuyou Camp?"
Zhao Bo's face was stern, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Brother Zhang, Zhao heard that Jiuyou Camp has been very lively recently, so he came to take a look."
"Haha." The red-haired old man laughed dumbly and said, "You came here for the legendary Zheng Haotian, right?"
Although his thoughts were revealed, there was no trace of embarrassment on Zhao Bo's face. He nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I want to see who can defeat Cangqiong Continent Helian Yi.
What an incredible hero he is."
The red-haired old man laughed several times and said: "Unfortunately, this wish will be difficult to achieve." He raised his hand, pointed around and said: "Look, since Zheng Haotian competed with He Lianyi,
Jiuyou camp is much more lively than before, and even many spiritual beings with seven stars and above are rushing here, wanting to take a look at the two most outstanding young powerhouses among the younger generation of our human race. However, in the past half year, they have
But no one can get what they want."
There was no expression on Zhao Bo's face at all. He said coldly: "It doesn't matter, I can wait here for a year."
The red-haired old man rolled his eyes and said: "Although Master Jiuyou has made a one-year agreement for the two of them, who can guarantee that they will return in one year?" He sighed softly.
, said: "You are also a seven-star spirit person who knows the situation in the forbidden area. Needless to say, the dangers there are. If you are not careful, your life will be handed over there. Moreover, if there are some opportunities in the forbidden area,
It is perfectly normal to stay for two or three years. Are you planning to waste a few years here?"
Zhao Bo pondered for a moment and finally said: "Zhao has been fighting in the Spiritual Battlefield for more than ten years and is a little tired. Even if he waits here for a few years, there is no harm."
The red-haired old man shook his head, tapped him with his hand, and said with a wry smile: "You are still as stubborn as before. Hmm, so what if you meet him, can you still challenge him?"
"Just because I can't challenge now, doesn't mean I can't challenge it in the future." Zhao Bo did not hide his feelings: "Even if I leave the Spiritual Battlefield, I will not give up this opportunity."
The red-haired old man drank the wine in the glass, unable to do anything about this forgotten friend.
Although Zhao Bo has a cold temperament, he is very passionate in his pursuit of martial arts. What he likes to do most in his life is to challenge strong men from all sides.
Of course, the objects he challenges are basically people with similar strength to him, and he will never challenge anyone like the Great Spiritual One.
If he heard that a master was rising somewhere, he would definitely try his best to fight with him.
Even He Lianyi, a core disciple of the Ancient True Sect, had been entangled by him and had a fight outside the battlefield. Although Zhao Bo was completely defeated that time, he also gained huge gains.
Perhaps it was this persistent desire to fight that allowed a guy like him, who was not particularly talented, to be promoted to the seven-star rank in just over ten years.
Gently putting down the wine glass, the red-haired old man said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhao, this Zheng Haotian is not someone to be trifled with. Behind him is the behemoth Wanjian Sect. If you want to find... Hey,
This is……"
He suddenly stopped talking, and his eyes widened, staring in a certain direction. It seemed that something terrible had happened there, and he could no longer bear to blink.
Zhao Bo frowned slightly. He had been dating the red-haired old man for many years, so he naturally knew that this man was like an old fox. He had experienced countless storms in his life, and what else could possibly cause him to be so frightened?
Turning his head and following the red-haired old man's gaze, Zhao Bo immediately saw a young man.
The young man entered slowly from outside the camp along the road by the lake.
Zhao Bo's eyes turned around twice on the young man's body, but he never found anything shocking about this man. If he insisted on saying that this man was different from ordinary people, it would be that there was a trace of trace on the back of his hand.
An inconspicuous light.
This ray of light is not dazzling. If you don't look at the back of his hand, you will never notice anything. But it is precisely because of the existence of this ray of light that the star rank logo on the back of his hand is blocked, even if it is not visible at all.
Zhao Bo's eyesight could not see through the star level in the dim light.
After coughing lightly, Zhao Bo said: "Brother Zhang, at this age, it is indeed not easy to be promoted to a spiritual person, but you don't need to make such a fuss."
The muscles on the red-haired old man's face twitched violently several times. He looked down at Zhao Bo, with an indescribable strange look flashing in his eyes.
Zhao Bo was shocked by his gaze, but the technique he practiced was extremely special, and there was nothing unusual about his face.
"Brother Zhang, what do you mean?"
The red-haired old man curled his lips slightly and said, "Look..."
Zhao Bo looked again and immediately found that the situation was different.
This place is close to a small lake in the mountains, very close to the entrance, and there are many people coming and going. However, when the young man entered the camp, almost everyone in the entire area became quiet in just a short moment.
Everyone's eyes fell on the young man, and their eyes flashed with surprise, shock, excitement and excitement.
It would be fine if only one person had this, but it is unusual for so many people to have the same expression.
The young man slowly entered the camp. He looked around, the expression in his eyes was peaceful, and it did not change at all because he became a character that attracted everyone's attention.
Nodding slightly to the surroundings, the young man smiled, then took big steps and walked in a certain direction.
After a while, he disappeared from everyone's sight.
And just after he left, countless voices sounded almost at the same time.
"He, how could he come back?"
"He dares to come back now, isn't he afraid of the real person's punishment?"
"There is a ghost, hurry up and report it to the elders..."
"Hehe, I think we have another good show to watch. The feng shui at Jiuyou Camp has been really good recently. We didn't come here in vain."
Zhao Bo watched and listened in amazement. Slowly, his face became serious and he said, "Brother Zhang, who is that person?"
The red-haired old man took a deep breath and said, "Brother Zhao Bo, who are you here for?"
Zhao Bo's expression finally changed and he said, "Is he Zheng Haotian?"
"Yes, he... is the strongest among the younger generation of Piaomiao Continent, Wanjian Sect... Zheng Haotian!" The red-haired old man murmured: "Strange, why is he back now? How could he... be here now?
Are you back?"
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Taking a big step, Zheng Haotian returned to the house prepared for him by Wanbaoxuan in the camp.
Although he has been away from this place for half a year, this room has been reserved for him. No matter how nervous Wanbaoxuan is about the house here, he has never meant to take this room back.
This is the benefit brought by strength. For Zheng Haotian, a master of Fu Dao who can bring huge and rich benefits to Wanbaoxuan, Wanbaoxuan will never be stingy with a small house.
However, when he appeared at the Wanbaoxuan branch, all the shopkeepers here had expressions on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.
They were naturally familiar with Zheng Haotian's face, and precisely because they were familiar with it, they knew everything about him and became so panicked.
As soon as Zheng Haotian entered the door, Tie Xuanhuo's voice rumbled.
"Master Zheng, but you are back?"
"Yes, Elder Tie, please come in." Zheng Haotian waved his hand slightly, and the door opened automatically.
Tie Xuanhuo walked in like wind and fire. He looked at Zheng Haotian seriously, stamped his foot fiercely and said, "Master Zheng, why are you back?"
Zheng Haotian smiled slightly and said, "Why can't I come back?"
Tie Xuanhuo gritted his teeth and said: "Master Zheng, Master Jiuyou once said that he wants you to stay in the boundless sea for at least one year. If you are unwilling to go, you can ask Master Zui of your sect or someone else
Please ask the strong men in this house to intervene. But since you have gone, you cannot return halfway." He shook his head and said: "What you are doing is no different from provoking Master Jiuyou in person."
Zheng Haotian burst into laughter, and then he understood why Tie Xuanhuo became so out of control.
Even Tie Xuanhuo, the Seven-Star Spiritualist, became so miserable after suddenly seeing him, so it is not surprising that the others had all kinds of weird expressions.
"Elder Tie, don't worry." Zheng Haotian said slowly, "I have no choice but to come back this time."
Tie Xuanhuo was slightly startled, but he quickly calmed down and said, "Master Zheng, what's the trouble with you?"
Zheng Haotian shook his head gently and said: "It's not really a trouble, but I may have to leave the battlefield."
Tie Xuanhuo was stunned for a while, then suddenly showed a smile and said: "Master Zheng finally decided to choose the path of talismans? Haha, congratulations, in fact you should have chosen this path a long time ago."