"Hehehehe, Fengshenjun, you are indeed as recorded in the legendary classics, graceful and majestic. Being able to be here, seeing your demeanor, I have been in vain to light the lamp. ”

I saw that far ahead, five retreats came out at once, and the one in the middle of them was the fastest, just a hundred or ten breaths, and it had already come from a distance of a hundred miles to Ni Suanqiu and Feng Wucang.

At a glance, the first person to appear among them was a Buddhist monk in Tsing Yi who had a very quiet face and was not easily angered, and his age was about one hundred and fifty or sixty years old, but judging from his face, his face was only less than sixty years old. At this moment, he was standing in front of Feng Wucang, even Feng Wucang couldn't see the true cultivation of this person, it was very strange, but at least it was above the triple and quadruple of the Jindan Realm, at this moment, this monk was arching his hand respectfully to Feng Wucang, and performed a ritual that only existed in ancient times, and said with joy on his face.

The monk in Tsing Yi also carried a cyan treasure bag on his body, which was flattened, and he couldn't see through what magic weapon was inside.

They, it's them again?

They even know characters like Feng Wucang!

For a while, Ni Suanqiu immediately understood why these five monks in Tsing Yi came here and why they appeared here.

Because, since Ou Ran Meng sacrificed the cyan ancient oil lamp, it instantly reminded Ni Suanqiu of Ziyun Zhenren, the city lord of Xingyue City, who once had such a cyan ancient oil lamp in his hand.

Once upon a time, this was also Ni Suanqiu's nightmare, Ni Suanqiu still clearly remembered that as soon as the cyan ancient oil lamp appeared at that time, before it could be fired, it was immediately taken away by a group of blue-robed monks who stepped on the reeds and came to the sky and cultivated to an extremely advanced level. I remember that their group of people came quickly, and they left very hurriedly, without a trace, without a trace, and there was not a single low-grade spirit stone left at all, and Ni Suan begged to see the aggrieved appearance of the city lord Ziyun Zhenren of Xingyue City at that time, and even hated him a little at that time, a little too bloodless, too cowardly, with the supreme cultivation of the Jindan Realm, in the face of the opponent's attack, he didn't even dare to fight back, so he directly gave up the cyan ancient oil lamp that was obviously an ancient secret treasure.

And now, Ni Suanqiu faced this group of monks in Tsing Yi robes with extremely mysterious origins at this time, and suddenly felt that their identity was too profound, and their cultivation was definitely beyond the vast majority of monks in the current cultivation world, and most of the top Jindan stage monks in most of the major sects could not kill a great monk of the Jindan realm with a direct spell from a hundred miles away.

With such strength, the strength is like this, even if he doesn't cultivate to the Divine Xuan, then at least he is in the middle and late stages of the fifth level of the Jindan Realm.

"Lighting the lamp?"

Seeing this, Feng Wucang just muttered in a low voice, and looked up and down at the man in the green robe who was the leader. Obviously, with Feng Wucang's character, he is not that kind, just after listening to a few words of compliment from the other party, he will immediately forget what kind of master he is, but when he saw that the other party was about to disappear, he was still bowing to himself, and he respected himself very much, and his heart was also a lot relieved.

"Yes, the lamp is lit under it, it is from the northern part of the Lonely Cold Continent, and as for the origin, it has some relationship with you, the Divine Monarch. Hehe, Fengshenjun, but you can rest assured, I still have a token here, which was left by Wei Shenjun one or two thousand years ago, and after you read it, Shenjun, you will naturally know everything. I saw that the blue-robed lamp master pointed out a pale yellow talisman towards the wind in front of him, and at a glance, this talisman Ni Suanqiu was very familiar, very similar to the fireball talisman that Ni Suanqiu had refined before.

And then, Feng Wucang took this talisman, and after looking at it for a while, Feng Wucang's face immediately relaxed, and he looked at Ni Suanqiu below, and then looked at the void suspended not far in front of him, its height, which was slightly shorter than himself by half a head, and spit out lightly: "Well, it's been too long...... , actually woke up this time, and it has been thirty or forty thousand years. Yes, this thing is indeed left by Wei Suo, and I also believe that your vein is also to fulfill his wish, but I don't know why the current cultivation world is still so downtrodden, and there will be so many monsters that appear for no reason. And you, the person you are looking for, I'm afraid it's not down, because the old man's divine thoughts are only stuck in the original Heavenly Sword City, and as for the future, the thousands of changes in the cultivation world, in fact, I have no way of knowing. ”

"Hehe, it's been too long, it's been too long now...... , For a long time, the old man's divine thoughts are about to be exhausted, and there is not much time left, if there are a few masters, there are any important things to ask, I can answer for you. As for the person you are looking for, the person who is destined, I'm afraid the old man won't be able to help much. Hehe, if a few masters don't dislike it, I think this kid is good, his talent is okay, it is the physique of the double spirit root and a half, it's just that the exercises he cultivates are relatively special, it is a demon system exercise that can only be practiced by ancient demon cultivators, I am afraid that when he marries the Dan in the future, when he breaks through the Jindan realm, it will be more difficult than the average ordinary monk. ”

Soon, as Feng Wucang's voice became softer and softer, the talisman in his hand also flew up and returned to the other party's hand, the blue-robed monk who was the leader. And then, Feng Wucang pointed out a ray of light towards Ni Suanqiu, flew into Ni Suanqiu's divine consciousness, and knocked some fragments of the sky that he knew thirty or forty thousand years ago, before the sky did not collapse, into Ni Suanqiu's sea of consciousness, and then, he smiled at Ni Suanqiu very calmly, like a touch of afterglow of the sun, and disappeared into the void.

For Feng Wucang, it disappeared silently out of thin air, Ni Suanqiu's heart was still a little throbbing, although it was only so short, so hurried, but it had also been passed on to Ni Suanqiu, a very complete column of the waning moon. And just by learning such a strong attack method, it is enough for Ni Suanqiu to dominate the side, at least in the next few days, within the scope of Sea Immortal Island, it is impossible to have other opponents of the same kind.

It is certain that for the current Ni Suanqiu, in the face of one or two ordinary Jindan Realm heavy cultivators, he is already enough to protect himself. As far as the current situation is concerned, in the face of some elder-level monks of the major sects outside the field, as well as those few great monks of the Jindan Realm, Ni Suanqiu is not afraid at all, if he fights, he can retreat with his whole body, and there should be no problem.

What's more, now, Ni Suanqiu had just killed Ou Ranmeng, the sect leader of the Cloud Spirit Sect in one fell swoop, and those monks in the East City of Sea Immortal City, who were originally attached to the Cloud Spirit Sect and had always obeyed the orders of the Cloud Spirit Sect, all set their eyes on him, and it seemed that the few masters of the five-fold Dividing Mind Realm who were standing above the surrounding black wood forest, led by Dead Wood Spring and Liyang Mountain, were all waiting for Ni Suanqiu's instructions.

"Master Burning Lamp, I don't know where you are going next? Also, there are still many disciples of the Cloud Spirit Sect left in the Blackwood Islands here, I don't know what to do with them, Master? Or, what else do you have to instruct?" Ni Suanqiu deliberately sacrificed a cyan lotus platform at this time, and learned the appearance of the blue-robed monks in front of him, put his hands together, and saluted at the Burning Lamp Master above, and asked without waves.

In front of everyone, it was Ni Suanqiu's calculation to say how to deal with the monks of the Yunling Sect, because in this way, many other sects, even if they didn't care about Ni Suanqiu, would have to weigh the cultivation of the monk in the green robe. Now, the Sea Hunting Conference has ended, and Ni Suanqiu can already get a considerable amount of top-grade spirit stones, if Ni Suanqiu leaves at this time, no one will stand up to stop him, but at this moment, he still has some ideas, that is, how to deal with the Sea Immortal City without the protection of the sect master of the Cloud Spirit Sect.

"Well, now that Ou Ranmeng is dead, the Wind God Monarch is no longer there. Then, the mundane affairs in the monastic realm are still handled by the people in the monastic realm. The leader of the calm monk Lamp Burning Master just saluted Ni Suan, and immediately picked up the cyan ancient oil lamp that had fallen to the ground, put it into his own cyan satchel, and then, just a turn, sacrificed a white reed, and the breeze under the feet of the five Tsing Yi monks quickly disappeared into the sky above.

"Hey, master, how can I find you in the future? Also, didn't you already promise Senior Feng Wucang before, saying that you wanted to give me guidance on the exercises I practiced, I don't know if you, Master, have any good opinions on how the Hinayana exercises I practiced will impact the Jindan realm and produce Jindan?"

"Whew!"

Just as Ni Suanqiu's words had just been finished, the sky above, in the direction where the green-clothed monk had disappeared, suddenly fell a pale green lower-grade spirit stone.

A low-grade spirit stone?

Could it be that it was the oblique satchel carried by the master of the Tsing Yi monk who burned the lamp that suddenly broke a hole, so that such a low-grade spirit stone just fell?

Of course, the other party's extremely mysterious satchel is very similar to the treasure bag used by the monk, but it is more special, even if there are more treasures and more spirit stones, it is impossible to fall out of the inside.

But now, this low-grade spirit stone is obviously in his hands......

Eh, what's going on! How can there be words on it?