Chapter 873: The Ancestor of Ziyun Zhenren
I saw that there was a stick of incense or so flying like this, and when Ni Suanqiu and his party could no longer see the black figure of the Sun Fire God Bird, Ni Suanqiu and his party breathed a long sigh of relief, and then the figure swept down, clinging to the yellow sand desert ground below, facing forward, and flew up at great speed.
One hour, two hours......
It wasn't until he saw the black mountain peak behind him that it gradually turned into a low hill the size of a palm, that Ni Suanqiu realized that his group had gradually lost themselves in this endless yellow sand desert, and I don't know how many square meters there were.
"Boss, look! There seems to be a golden light and shadow in front of here, is there some monk hunting some demon beast in front of him?"
I saw that just when Ni Suanqiu was at a loss and had nothing to do, at the end of the yellow sand desert in front of him, there was a blue gloom, as if there was some demon beast, flying low in the yellow sand in front of him.
Monk?
Is there a monk?
Seeing that fifty or sixty miles ahead, there was an obvious roar of spells, and the faces of Ni Suanqiu and his party also showed curiosity at first, but then, they also significantly reduced their speed.
Because of the previous lesson, Ni Suanqiu didn't dare to believe too easily, the monks he met in the Heavenly Outer Spirit Garden here, so the group didn't make any sound, and then, in their hands, they all took out their respective magic weapons one after another, and silently followed behind, moving towards the yellow sand desert in front of them, which kept shining with the brilliance of various spells.
"Lu Daoyou, should the elixir belong to me in the Dragon Village this time? If I remember correctly, the Wood Spirit Dao Fruit of the Spirit Transformation Stage that I touched in the Black Wood Forest last time seems to have fallen into the hands of your Tianjiazhai monks?"
Suddenly, in the group of monks in front of him, who didn't know what kind of cultivation it was, a person stood in the air, directly facing the other side, and the other team of people shouted directly.
"What's the matter, Ping Tianhe, with the current strength of your pendulum dragon village, you still want to fight with the monks of our Tianjia Village, and you can't directly argue?"
I saw that on the other side, a white-bearded old man wearing a dark purple majestic robe, with a style and body shape, which was not much different from the Ziyun real person next to Ni Suanqiu, said directly and coldly.
"Hehe, half-faced monster, don't be embarrassed. Maybe with my cultivation, you still can't look down on it, but our Saint King Sect Master of the Dragon Village, that is a notoriously ruthless character, if you snatch the elixir he wants and offend his old man, it is estimated that all the people in the Dragon Village will not be able to eat it, and they will walk around. ”
"Besides, the current boss of your Tianjia Village hasn't seen much recently, as if I heard that he has recently become obsessed with some alchemy, and wants to search for all kinds of elixirs and herbs in the world here, and wants to break through the mysteries. It's been a while since I saw you on the hill of the Dragon Village, right? Hehe, I remember it clearly, last time a few of the great monks of your Dragon Village were beaten by the second master of the Sword Village, the Sword King Ancestor, and injured the Yuan Shen, and now they have hidden, and they probably don't dare to come out again to face the challenges of other cottages?"
Seeing this, the previous figure was a little burly, but the aura on his body was obviously not as good as the beast armor monk on the other side, and he replied with a sneer again.
You don't want to think about it, a month ago, more than 100 masters of your Swing Dragon Zhai had barely reached the entrance of the Swing Dragon Cottage, and they had already been killed by the second master of the Sword Village, the Sword King Ancestor, who had already been killed by the second master of the Sword Village. Now, you big shoulders and round waists, you have just healed the scars and forgotten the pain, and you have just recovered some vitality, and you are already grinning and trying to laugh at others. ”
"Hmph, I won't tell you more, today in this thunderous desert plateau, I bumped into these two Heavenly Void Grasses of the Spirit Transformation Period, then it has to belong to our Tianjia Village. Not to mention, that is the blessing of our Tianjia Village, and it is what our village master needs, if you want to snatch that elixir, then you have to ask our Tianjia Village monks if the exercises and methods are not!"
Obviously, the purple-robed and white-bearded old man standing in the void on the left side was even more powerful, and he snorted directly and very domineeringly at the more than twenty monks who flew over in the void on the right side in front of him, and replied with such a sentence.
"Haha, half-faced monster, this is what you said! This is a thunderous desert on the Five Elements Mountain, but there are countless kinds of heaven and earth visions, maybe once the time passes, you and I will not be able to get all of them, those two Heavenly Void Grass elixirs that have almost turned into spirits. ”
Soon, another beast-armored monk who looked very burly, and the group of centaurs on the opposite side glared at each other, and then separated from each other, split into two, very jealous of each other, and very cautiously marched towards the Gobi Desert area in front of them, like a huge triangle.
It can be seen that the yellow sand desert in front of him, the vitality of heaven and earth there seems to be extremely different from where Ni Suanqiu is, it seems that he is afraid of touching the violent thunder above everyone's heads, or there are other large magic circles there, so that the group of monks in front of them are all a little jealous, extremely jealous.
"What?
I saw that as soon as I heard the monk in front of me say this, among Ni Suanqiu and his party, except for the little girl in the green shirt, Manzhu, who didn't seem to feel anything, the other seven monks all opened their eyes incredibly.
"Master, master......!"
"Master. Sect Master, Sect Master be careful!"
However, Ni Suanqiu was greatly surprised in an instant, just as Ni Suanqiu had just whispered in amazement, beside him, the Ziyun True Person of the Purple Star Gate's sect had already stepped out in one step, directly towards the purple-robed white-bearded old man in the void on the left side of the front, and flew over at great speed.
Moreover, it was the one who stepped out with the Ziyun Zhenren and flew out of the white bone big bird flying magic weapon that Ni Suanqiu begged for, as well as Ouyang Qianqiu, the genius of the Purple Star Sect.
And then, it didn't take long for Ni Suanqiu to be a little hesitant, whether to directly chase the two monks of the Purple Star Gate, or directly kill the two monks of the Purple Star Gate, in the void in front of them, the group of thin monks on the left suddenly stopped, and all turned their heads, looked sideways, and turned their eyes to Ni Suanqiu's side.
"...... you?"
"Ziyun, why are you here? At this moment, shouldn't you still be in retreat and cultivation within our Tianjiazhai Mountain Gate, and you want to break through the fourfold ...... of the Jindan Realm?"
"Hmph, that's not right!"
Suddenly, just as this purple-robed and white-bearded old man wanted to ask the Ziyun Zhenren of the Purple Star Gate some other questions, his pair of big hands that were almost withered yellow grabbed violently, and a light purple true yuan suddenly shot out from his palm, and instantly pinched the Ziyun Zhenren who was only recultivated in the Jindan Realm directly in his hand.
"Uh, master, master don't! I ...... Ahem!"
Seeing that Ziyun Zhenren wanted to explain something, his entire figure had already been lifted in the air by the purple-robed and white-bearded old man.
At the same time, Ouyang Qianqiu, who was standing not far behind Ziyun Zhenren, who was in the Fifth Fold Cultivation of the Split Thought Realm, was only a breath of time, and he had already been directly caught in his hand by a middle-aged monk with a hooked nose wearing a yellow robe on the other side.
After that, it only lasted for three or five breaths, and the purple-robed and white-bearded old man glanced at Ni Suanqiu and his party not far behind, and then looked at the face and breath of Ziyun Zhenren, the sect leader of the Purple Star Gate, who was pinched by him, and then let go of his hand slightly, and once again let go of Ziyun Zhenren in mid-air.
"What's going on!Ziyun, why did your cultivation lower the triple level this time?" The purple-robed and white-bearded old man was a little confused about whether Ni Suanqiu and his party were friends or foes, and after glaring at each other, he slowly spoke again.
"Master, master, where have you been for so many years? Why can't you find any trace of your master for so long? ”
Immediately afterwards, no matter how surprised Ni Suanqiu and his party were not far behind, the Ziyun Zhenren in the void in front of him knelt directly on his knees, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and knelt down directly at the purple-robed and white-bearded old man who was standing in the air.
I cover, what's going on?
That Ziyun real old guy has lived for at least two hundred years, and now, he still has to kneel down to worship that purple-robed and white-bearded old man, could it be that his master, the former sect master of the Purple Star Gate, has also been resurrected and reborn in the Heavenly Outer Spirit Garden here?
"It doesn't make sense, that Ziyun Zhenren's Shouyuan is also about to reach his twilight years, why does his master still appear here?" Just as Ni Suanqiu and his party were still muttering to themselves about Ziyun Zhenren's behavior, the Red Bull brother had already taken the lead to speak and whispered such a sentence.
For a while, on Ni Suanqiu's side, everyone didn't dare to make any moves, and the purple-robed and white-bearded old man not far in front of him hesitated for a moment in his eyes, and said out loud again: "Great, little Ziyun, have you just come to this Heavenly Outer Spirit Garden for the first time?" Also, the gray-clothed young monk behind you seems to have a good talent, and it seems that he is still a genius monk with the best wind spirit root, could it be that he is also a disciple of our Purple Star Gate?"
"Yes, master, that's my apprentice Ouyang Qianqiu. Ouyang Qianqiu, don't hurry up to meet the master! This is our master, a real person. ”
"Master, the foundation is not talented Ouyang Qianqiu, meet the ancestor of the Purple Star Gate, a real person. ”
For a while, when his own sect Ziyun Zhenren said this, Ouyang Qianqiu was also a little unable to find the north, and some were at a loss, so he directly hung in the hands of another great monk of the Jindan Realm, and bowed directly.