"Who is it?" When the black-faced monk heard this, he was taken aback, and without thinking, he opened his mouth without thinking, first spewing out a white light to protect his whole body, and then pinching his hands, the puppet warriors who were originally lined up on both sides immediately rose into the air with flashes of spiritual light.

"Wait, Brother Zeng, this is Senior Wu, don't be presumptuous. The white-faced middle-aged man heard the strange man's words, but his face turned a little paler, and when he saw the black-faced general's behavior again, he immediately stopped it loudly with anxiety.

"Senior Wu?" When the black-faced military general heard this, he was a little confused.

But since even the middle-aged man in front of him who was similar to his own cultivation was so cautious, it meant that he was definitely not an ordinary god-transforming cultivator. Otherwise, the two of them are in the forbidden meson space again, and they can fight with the Avatar Monk.

Could it be that the person who came is an old monster who turns into a god?

This is not something he can compete with some puppets.

Thinking so in his heart, the monk surnamed Zeng moved, and those puppets that had been vacated fell back into the distance, and they were motionless again.

"You're early. In this way, I don't want to bully the big anymore. The man seemed to snort, and the voice came again.

Immediately, a blue light flashed above the heads of the two, and a young man in a green shirt appeared with his hands and arms folded, and his gaze was cold and abnormal.

The black-faced general swept his body with his divine thoughts in disbelief, and his heart shivered violently, and his face showed a look of unbelievable fear.

He didn't hide his cultivation at all, and he turned out to be a great cultivator at the level of an immortal king.

But when did such a new monk surnamed Wu appear in Middle-earth, why didn't he hear any rumors.

As soon as he thought that he had almost ordered the puppet to attack the person in front of him just now, the monk surnamed Zeng had a cold chill behind him, and hurriedly bowed to the air and gave a deep salute:

"The juniors didn't know that the seniors were here just now, there was something offended, and I hope that the seniors Haihan!"

When the young man in the air heard this, he didn't answer anything with an expressionless face, but looked up at the palace in the air not far away, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

As a result, although the black-faced monk below was sweating profusely, he did not dare to get up easily, for fear of violating the taboo of this senior master and causing a catastrophe for himself. After all, with the eccentric temper of some gods, this kind of thing is entirely possible. He didn't want to fall like this.

Fortunately, at this time, the white-faced middle-aged man on the side finally spoke out to relieve him.

"Senior Wu, didn't you say that you would give the juniors a few months to tell the pavilion master about this, why did you follow the juniors all the way here. After the middle-aged man showed a wry smile on his face, he also saluted the man in the air.

"Nothing. I don't have time to wait. It's better to talk to your pavilion master in person. This is probably the legendary Dragon Hunting Palace. I heard that this hall is also in the meson space, and it is also a very rare free space, and it will change the entrance position by itself every few years, and ordinary people will not have the opportunity to see it at all. Looking at it now, it didn't disappoint Wu. You should also get up! Since you are the guard here, I will not pay attention to what I have just done. But Wu wants to see your pavilion master, you can show me the way. The young man's last words were said lightly to the black-faced monk, and his words were full of undoubtedness.

When Zeng Weifeng heard the words in front of him, his heart that had just been put down suddenly chuckled again, and he couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged man on the side in embarrassment.

To be honest, he still hasn't figured out the meaning of this great monk, and he is friend or foe in the end!

When the white-faced middle-aged man heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and after hesitating for a while, he nodded slightly at the black-faced monk.

The monk surnamed Zeng immediately stopped hesitating, and hurriedly agreed:

"The seniors have a fate, and the juniors naturally don't dare to disobey, but the pavilion master is now summoning a distinguished guest, so how about the juniors take the seniors over first?"

"Is there a distinguished guest?" the young man was slightly stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he still nodded expressionlessly.

The black-faced monk was overjoyed, and hurriedly raised his hand to take out a transmission note from the storage bag, and after whispering a few hurried words to the talisman, he raised his hand and released it, turning into a flash of fire and running towards the palace in the air.

Then he smiled at the young man in the air, took the initiative to walk into the jade gate, stepped on the layers of jade steps in the air, and led the way in front.

The white-faced middle-aged man took two steps and followed.

Both of them walked on foot, and they didn't even ride the light directly on the jade steps.

"No air, no restrictions!"

When the young man saw this, his brows furrowed, but then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. , the blue light around his body moved, and he floated directly from the air to the front, and he didn't seem to be affected at all.

When the two people below saw this scene, they naturally smiled bitterly in their hearts.

Although the prohibition in the vicinity is powerful, and none of the monks below the god level can be three meters above the ground, but for a great monk of the immortal king level, it is naturally nothing, and he can only continue to move forward as if he does not know.

The young man in the air seemed to be willing to offend the master of this place too much, and did not flee directly to the main hall, but followed behind the two, flying slowly without hurrying or slow.

This young man is naturally Wu Yong, who came from Middle-earth.

Although he has made great progress in cultivation, it took him half a year to come to Middle-earth.

Speaking of which, he didn't encounter any trouble along the way, and passed directly without any problems.

This surprised Wu Yong.

He found a well-known fang market in a state capital in Middle-earth, and directly found a certain branch head of the Dragon Hunting Pavilion. And the white-faced middle-aged man who was in charge of this semicolon proposed to buy the method of meson space refining.

If an ordinary god-transforming monk said such a thing, the middle-aged man in charge of the semicolon would definitely refuse without thinking about it.

But in the face of Wu Yong, who did not hide the cultivation of the great cultivator, the shopkeeper in the late Yuan Infant was frightened, so he naturally did not dare to do so. can only laugh at the explanation.

Speaking of this kind of meson space secret technique, he can't call the shots at all, and he is not qualified to know the method of refining, so he must personally ask the pavilion master for instructions. And because the stakes are so high, I am afraid that it is not enough to rely on the transmission note to transmit the matter, and he must return to the main hall to run it himself. Let Wu Yong wait for two or three months.

When Wu Yong heard this, he felt that there was some truth, so he agreed.

However, he wouldn't really wait in place for such a long time, so he simply used his secret technique to directly follow the middle-aged man and came here.

As far as he knew, although the Dragon Seeking Pavilion was only a business, it actually had some secret ties with several of the Ten Sects of the True Demons, and there was also an Immortal King-level Great Cultivator who served as the Great Elder of this Pavilion. As for which sect this person is, there are very few people who know about it, and it is mysterious and abnormal.

For Wu Yong, this is all indifferent.

As long as this Great Elder of Keqing is not one of those few hidden Immortal Emperor-level old ghosts, even if he is the sect master and elder of the Ten Great Sects, he has nothing to do with him.

This time, although he had the idea of suppressing people with power, he would not really ask for this secret technique in vain. A large number of spirit stones and some rare wealth materials have been prepared for a long time.

In this way, he didn't think that he would really want to offend a large number of people for a secret technique.

It seemed that Wu Yong's expectation was correct, and when the few of them had only reached the halfway point of the suspended jade steps, a welcome bell suddenly rang from the air hall.

Immediately, the light at the door of the hall flashed, and more than a dozen rays of light shot out from inside, and after one circled, the figure of a famous monk appeared, which was arranged on both sides of the entrance of the main hall, and it was not restricted by the prohibition of the sky.

And in the middle of these people, the two walked out side by side, looking condescendingly at Wu Yong and the others.

Wu Yong frowned, but immediately looked as usual, and his figure suddenly strode in the air, and he moved more than ten meters away out of thin air, just a few steps in succession, and the person appeared strangely at the door of the main hall, just opposite the two people in the middle.

Seeing this, the monks on both sides naturally stirred, and some even looked panicked and pressed their hands on the storage bags at their waists.

"Don't be rude! Go down first. This is Wu Daoyou. A chubby old man standing on the left side of the two in the middle suddenly opened his mouth and scolded the monks on both sides, and then asked Wu Yong with a smile.

"Your Excellency is the Pavilion Master of the Dragon Hunting Pavilion?" Wu Yong looked at the old man carefully a few times, and asked with the same faintness.

"Old man Ye Gu is the one who is in charge of this pavilion. In fact, the intention of the Taoist friend was known through the transmission note of the shopkeeper in the morning. But this is not a place to talk, how about a fellow Taoist friend and I go to the hall to talk about it?" the fat old man hugged his fat big hand and said politely.

On each of his ten fingers, he wore a ring of a completely different style, some of which were sparkling and dazzling, while others were dull and unremarkable, which was really amazing.

"Naturally, there is no problem. But this master, I don't know what to call it?" Wu Yong glanced at the ring on his hand and nodded, but then his gaze turned and fell on a monk beside Ye Gu, and asked quietly.

This monk was wearing a pale yellow monk's robe, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, but judging from the terrifying spiritual pressure emanating from his body, he didn't know which immortal king-level old monster of Buddhism was.

"Don't dare to be, poor monk Xuanhuo!" The young monk smiled slightly, and put his hands together to perform a Buddha salute.

"Xuanhuo?" Wu Yong muttered, but there was no impression in his mind.

This is not surprising, though. The high-level monks of the Four Great Buddha Sects were originally rarely known by ordinary monks, and Wu Yong was not a person from Middle-earth, so it was not unusual for him not to recognize an elder of the Buddha Sect.

But when the fat old man on the side saw Wu Yong's indifferent appearance, he couldn't help but flash a trace of strangeness in his eyes, although he was very clever in disguise, but with Wu Yong's caution, how could he miss it. There is no discoloration on his face, but there is a burst of thought in his heart.

Could it be that this monk is a Buddhist monk with a great reputation, otherwise how could this Dragon Seeking Pavilion Master have such an expression.

But the young monk was indifferent to Wu Yong's performance, but he didn't smile, looking like a calm monk.

At this time, the white-faced middle-aged man and the monk surnamed Zeng finally rushed to the gate of the temple and hurriedly stepped forward to greet the fat old man.

But Ye Gu gave a few orders, and sent the monk surnamed Zeng back, leaving only the white-faced middle-aged man.

Then under his humility, the group entered the Dragon Seeking Palace, and in a hall where the side hall was located, the group sat down as the guest of honor. Of course, the white-faced middle-aged man and those Yuanying monks could naturally only stand on both sides.

"I heard that Wu Daoyou came this time to buy the secret technique of refining the meson space in this pavilion, I don't know if it's really true?" Ye Gu was direct enough, and asked about it straight to the point.

"Yes, Wu is indeed here for this matter. Wu Yong didn't mean to beat around the bush, and admitted calmly.

"Since Daoyou wants to ask for this technique, most of them have discovered the spatial crack and want to refine it into a meson space, but they don't want the second person to know the exact location of the space. The fat old man smiled disapprovingly.

This Dragon Seeking Pavilion Master has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Transformation Period, and as the head of a faction, although he showed respect when facing Wu Yong, he was also calm and abnormal, and did not have any gaffes.

"Daoyou is going to mean it, and he broke it in one word. Wu Yong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly.

"Hehe, since the establishment of the meson space in this pavilion, it is not that there are no people like Taoist friends who have come to ask for the method of refining. These Daoists also have similar intentions to Brother Wu, they all want to refine the spatial cracks they have discovered into their own exclusive space, and they are never willing to let the second person know. And among these people, there were also Immortal King Great Cultivators of the same rank as Daoyou. Ye Gu replied with a chuckle.

"Oh, Daoyou agreed. Wu Yong was really a little curious.

"No! Although each of these Daoists has promised that they will never leak this method to others, if this pavilion really informs them of the refining method, I am afraid that this Dragon Seeking House, Dragon Seeking Mansion and other things will not be original to this sect for a long time. The fat old man said directly.

"Daoist friends do this, there must be some other way to solve this matter. Otherwise, even your pavilion would not have done such an unwise act. Wu Yong was silent for a moment before he said meaningfully.

"Brother Wu's words are extremely true. A mere Dragon Seeking Pavilion naturally did not dare to offend so many colleagues. Although this pavilion has not handed over the refining method, there is another substitute, which can also meet the requirements of these Taoist friends. The fat old man replied with a relaxed expression.

"Replacement?" This time, Wu Yong was really a little stunned.

"In fact, this pavilion has researched a set of array instruments a long time ago, which can produce a kind of prohibition, directly temporarily forming a certain space into a similar meson space, although its effect is not exactly the same as the real meson space, but at least seventy or eighty percent of the same. Ye Gu said so confidently.

"There's such a thing. But since it is relying on the power of prohibition, this kind of meson space may have a lot of flaws. Wu Yong frowned, shook his head and said.

"Naturally, there are some flaws. But these flaws are nothing to a Taoist like Brother Wu. Ye Gu preached unconcernedly.

Brother Ye said. Wu was really interested. Can you elaborate on that? Wu Yong's expression was finally a little moved.

"Actually, it's nothing. This former generation of the pavilion master asked several formation masters to work together to design a meson magic circle according to the principle of meson space, and then almost perfectly replicated this magic circle with array equipment. As long as the space is not too large, this array equipment can be applied. As for the flaws, there are only two points. Since it is a formation instrument, and it is necessary to form such a large meson space, the number of spirit stones consumed is naturally extraordinary, and the cost of maintaining it for a year is probably tens of thousands of spirit stones. Of course, if the space itself also has spiritual veins, the cost of spiritual stones can be reduced. In addition, once this kind of array equipment is arranged, this temporary meson space will last for two or three thousand years at most, and then the array equipment will lose its effectiveness, and the entire space will collapse on its own and can no longer be used. These two points are insufficient, the former is naturally not worth mentioning with a net worth such as a Taoist friend, and the latter, as long as the Taoist friend does not intend to use it as a place of inheritance for the family or sect, the number of years is naturally more than enough. After all, even if I cultivated to the realm of the Immortal King, the Shouyuan I was waiting for was only more than two thousand years old. Ye Gu said with a hint of self-satisfaction.

Wu Yong listened to these words, touched his chin, and his face showed a thoughtful expression.

"What's the matter, Wu Daoyou is interested in this set of array equipment. If you are interested, this pavilion will sell a set of preferential sales to Daoyou" The old man stared at Wu Yong with a smile, but a trace of cunning flashed in the depths of his eyes, and it seemed that Wu Yong would definitely agree.

But the next moment, the smile on Ye Gu's face froze suddenly.

"In the next place, I still plan to use the refining method of the meson space. After pondering for a long time, Wu Yong shook his head.

At this moment, not only did the white-faced middle-aged man with his hands tied nearby change his face slightly, but the monk named "Xuanhuo" who had always lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows on the side also raised his head a little unexpectedly and glanced at Wu Yong.

"Daoyou is so insistent, it seems that you should have your own thoughts, but you should always give the truth of the past to the next one. The fat old man's eyes flickered a few times, and he could only sigh. The palm of the hand placed on one side subconsciously knocked on the jade chair handle, which looked very regular.

Wu Yong saw the old man's action in his eyes, but he ignored it, and said calmly:

"It's very simple, the space found in Xia has already shown signs of instability, and I don't believe that I can stop it by relying on just a set of array equipment, and I can also practice space collapse. Wu's method of refining is bound to be obtained. Wu Yong stared at the fat old man who was showing off, and said without refusal.

Hearing Wu Yong's words, Ye Gu frowned, obviously Wu Yong's answer was also beyond his expectations, and his face showed hesitation for the first time.

"If you want the method of meson space refining, then let's talk to the old man first. At this moment, an old voice came from somewhere, and then the silver light flashed, and a faint light shot out from outside the hall in a blink of an eye, and after a circle, an old monk in a silver robe appeared from the silver light.

As soon as they saw the old monk, Ye Gu and Xuanhuo, who were originally sitting, hurriedly got up to greet each other. The fat old man could not hide the joy in his eyes.

"Master Xuanwen, you're here!"

"See Senior Brother Xuanwen!"

The two of them were called that.

Wu Yong sat upright on the chair and did not move, but looked at the monk with an interested gaze.

Although this monk is not as young as Xuanhuo, he also looks like he is in his thirties, and he is very elegant. It was impossible to connect him to the old voice.

But the name Xuanwen, he had really heard of it. This monk seemed to be one of the three Immortal King-level elders of the Longquan Sect among the four major Buddhist sects, and he was three points stronger than ordinary Immortal King-level great cultivators.

Unlike other Buddhist monks, this is a very famous monk in Middle-earth, and at the same time holds the position of Vajra Protector, which is extremely rare in Buddhism.

"It turned out to be the master of Xuanwen of the Longquan Sect, but I didn't expect the master to be the guest elder of the Dragon Hunting Pavilion, Wu is really disrespectful. After looking at the silver-robed monk for a long time, Wu Yongcai sat on the chair with a smile and hugged his fists and gave a salute.

"I don't know which sect Wu Daoyou came from, the poor monk seems to have never heard of Daoyou before. Seeing Wu Yong's arrogant appearance, the silver-robed monk's eyes flashed, and he asked directly unceremoniously.

"It's not strange that Master Xuanwen doesn't recognize Wu, and it's the first time I've seen a senior monk of the Longquan Sect!" Wu Yong smiled, looking lazy.

"Senior Brother Xuanwen, you may be the first time you have seen Master Wu, but the reputation of Wu Daoyou, you are definitely not the first time you have heard of it. A young man's face was like a young man's fire, but he suddenly smiled lightly, and said this in a way that others expected.

Wu Yong's face changed slightly, and he immediately turned his head to stare at this person.

Ye Gu was stunned when he heard this, but then he showed a thoughtful look.

"Oh, what does Senior Brother Xuanhuo mean by this?" the silver-robed monk was also a little surprised.