The air became calm

A moment later

"I'm going to go back and ask Uncle. Lan Yueyue broke her calm and said softly.

The old man nodded in agreement, although he knew that Uncle De was very strong behind Lan Yueyue, but he didn't know how strong it was, and in his impression, he only stayed at the peak of the Dao Yuan Realm, and most of the powerhouses in the Holy Realm had to be weighed.

He doesn't have much hope for the Holy Realm powerhouse to leave the treasure land, if that uncle comes out, he may be able to get a piece of the pie, and the Holy Realm level will be enough for him to benefit a lot.

"After three days, the formation there will be weakened for a while, if you agree to meet in Xiaozhuang Village in three days. The old man handed over a brand-new map.

Lan Yueyue took the map and presented it in front of her and Mingyang's eyes, a circle in the east of Yitian City should be Xiaozhuang Village, and the big red cross next to it should be the Dao Yuan Realm Relic.

The old man glanced at Mingyang in surprise, this unsightly young man was so close to Lan Yueyue, could he have any advanced background, but he felt that the young man did not have the slightest fluctuation in vitality, and he was obviously an ordinary person, so he dispelled the idea of making friends.

The news of the Dao Yuan Realm relic has been released, and most of the scattered cultivators have already gone there, plus there are still children of big families present, and Xiaozhuang Village will be lively in three days.

Lan Yueyue rolled up the map, said a few words politely to the old man, and then walked out of the secret room with Mingyang, and walked out of Yitian City under the escort of the Chamber of Commerce.

In the small attic, Uncle calmly looked at the small map in his hand, as if he had been thinking about something, and he didn't pay attention to the small map.

Uncle looked at Lan Yueyue and then at Mingyang, and said slowly: "Holy Realm Treasure Land, black jade retains the Holy Realm Rules, then I'm afraid it is a Saint Realm Layout Formation Formation Formation Stone." ”

"Yue'er, you can go and get in touch with the formation of the Holy Realm, if Yang'er is interested, go and take a look. Uncle said calmly.

"Yueyue is going, can I not go, how boring is it to stay in the attic, but Yueyue can also form a formation?" Mingyang said in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, he thought that Uncle Yue's formation was so powerful, and Yueyue had no reason not to, so he was relieved.

Uncle handed Mingyang a book and said, "This is a classic book about the Formation Dao, take the time to read it." After speaking, he didn't wait for Mingyang to agree, and rolled up Lan Yueyue to buy back the jade and arrange the magic circle.

"Brother, I'll go see Xiaobai and see if the bloodline essence stone can help Xiaobai improve his bloodline. After Lan Yueyue finished speaking, Mingyang, who was left with a sluggish face, ran into the room, leaving a few coquettish smiles.

"What kind of thing is this~ How do you feel that it is forcing me to contact the formation road~"

Mingyang looked at the array book in his hand, and had no choice but to flip through it. He hadn't touched the formation, but he had seen a lot of magic circles, but the relationship between the pupil technique and the magic circle was the same in his eyes.

After flipping through it, Mingyang Zou frowned, it seemed that the formation was not so simple.

Three days later, Lan Yueyue changed into a white suit and waited early in the courtyard, with a happy smile on her face from time to time.

Xiao Bai fell into a deep sleep after absorbing the bloodline essence stone, according to Uncle, the hidden bloodline power of the bloodline essence stone came from the demon king level demon beast! The demon king level is comparable to the human holy realm powerhouse! Xiao Bai will definitely increase his strength after absorbing it.

It's just that I can't say a specific time for how long I want to sleep deeply.

Mingyang walked out of the room, lazily moving his muscles and bones, except for eating and sleeping, he stayed in the room all the time. Occasionally talking to Lan Yueyue and exchanging the next formation, he had a deeper understanding of the formation.

"Brother, let's go!" Lan Yueyue ran over and grabbed Mingyang's arm, and said a little coquettishly.

The past few days have made them a lot more cordial, and the girl seems to be a lot more relaxed, with a smile on her little face from time to time.

Uncle felt Lan Yueyue, and the smile on his face became more stubborn.

"Holding this array card, the Holy Realm Array contains laws, and it is still quite troublesome to deal with. After Uncle finished speaking, a jade plaque flew out of the attic and landed steadily in Lan Yueyue's hand.

"Uncle, you are eccentric!" Mingyang muttered, in the past few days, he found that Uncle was a very close person, and occasionally accompanied them to make trouble, and spoke a lot more casually.

"Okay, let's go!" Lan Yueyue pulled Mingyang out of the courtyard, and the whole courtyard was deserted without the girl. Uncle sat in the attic, looking through the window at the distant figures, as if he was much younger.

Leaving two sighs, the figure melted into the void.

Xiaozhuang Village

With the birth of the relics of the peak powerhouse of the Dao Yuan Realm, wave after wave of scattered cultivation came frequently. In the past, it was rare to see strong artistic conceptions, and now you can see them everywhere, and even some old artistic conceptions that are hidden in the world have stepped into it.

The sudden arrival of the cultivator shocked the villagers of Xiaozhuang Village, and as time went by, more and more of them were no longer so shocking to see each other, and they gradually became accustomed to it.

Even the artistic conception powerhouses have gathered twenty!

"Oh my God! That's the Black Wind Ancestor of Black Wind Mountain! It's still alive after all these years!"

There are many veteran figures, and naturally there are people who know each other or recognize each other.

"The Black Wind Ancestor reached the peak of his artistic conception twenty years ago!

Hearing that the attainments were extremely high, some people exclaimed, and some even stepped forward to curry favor.

As if the old man hadn't heard of it, he walked into a teahouse, and everyone gave way.

Don't look at him with a withered face and a limp when he walks, but no one dares to despise him.

The appearance of the old man also attracted some onlookers, and then someone sighed softly.

"Behold, that seems to be a gang of sloppy gangs!" shouted someone, with some fear in his voice.

"I didn't expect Ma Sloppy to come, the artistic conception is advanced! He broke through again!" someone felt the aura exuded by this middle-aged man with a sideways face and a tall body, and couldn't help but say.

"Over the years, the bandits have relied on the strength of the sloppy artistic conception in the middle stage to be powerful, and they have specifically bullied the low-level martial artists in the body realm and qi realm, and now they have broken through the advanced artistic conception, I am afraid that some of the strong people in the early stage of the artistic conception will have a headache. A middle-aged man at the peak of his aura said bitterly.

Sloppy walked forward, found a restaurant and sat down swaggeringly, and shouted: "Boss, good wine and good meat are served to Lao Tzu!"

The boss was shaking when he was serving wine in the inner room, and the sound of discussion outside could be heard in his ears!

Sloppy doesn't care about these, he casually grabbed a little two and sounded, without putting everyone in his eyes at all, and everyone dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

At this time, an old man came to the hotel, and there was no vitality fluctuation on his body. His temples were white, his hair was silver, his eyes were slightly hollow, and his skin was dry, as if a gust of wind could blow the old man away.

Ma sloppily glanced at the old man, his stomach churned, and he scolded: "Where do you have to be called Huazi, get out of the way to affect Lao Tzu's appetite!"

Some people sympathize with the old man, while others look at the old man and frown.

The old man twisted his head, made a clicking sound, and looked at Xiang Sloppy, so empty that there was no emotion in his eyes.

Seeing the old man turn his head, Ma Hu was instantly furious, and smashed the bowl at the old man's head.

The strong artistic conception has to strike casually, and it is conceivable that he hit the old man's head.

Everyone turned their heads, not wanting to see the bloody sights.

The dull crackling sound did not come as expected, but there was a crisp click, and everyone looked back to see an unbelievable scene.

The bowl did not hit the old man, but stopped next to the old man and turned into pieces.

A wave of strong vitality spurted out of the old man's thin body.

"Half Trail Yuan Realm!" someone dropped his jaw in disbelief.

The sloppy pupils shrank, and the unconscious cold sweat on his head broke out, so dare to stay? turned around and ran, but found that his steps were difficult to move, his face turned pale, and he said in horror: "Senior Rao ......"

Before the words fell, a bloody hole was punched out of the bowl on Ma Huo's head! The vitality in his pupils disappeared in an instant.

The sloppy body was so weak that he fell to the ground, and the fear on his face never dissipated~

"This~This~"

Everyone looked sluggish, they were sloppy and sloppy one moment, and they were killed the next moment?

After the old man killed Ma Huo, the vitality surged back into his body, causing a violent cough~

People looked at the old man with fear on their faces

"I remember, this is the Ancestor of the Thousand Gates! The Ancestor of the Thousand Gates!" finally someone recognized the old man and said loudly.

"What? To create a thousand gates, you have to create a thousand ancestors! Haven't you already sat down! I didn't expect to be alive!"