Long Yun, who was thinking about Zhang Daoran's every word, was a little confused: "Who is here?"

As soon as the words fell, in the northwest sky, three figures appeared in sight. ☆☆ The new 'thinking' road 'Wen' 'net' starts with a hand☆☆ Long Yun's heart jumped: "Volleying in the air, the realm of the primordial gods?"

There were three people in the distance, one of whom was the high priest who had just disappeared. The high priest only has the realm of Yin God Dacheng, so it is naturally impossible to volley in the air. The two men who followed the high priest were covered in wide black robes, and they couldn't see what their faces looked like.

Not only that, except for the high priest, the other two had no breath leaking out, or their own strength was strong, and it was difficult for Long Yun to detect.

These three people came in the air, the speed was not very fast, and every time they took a step, Long Yun's heart trembled. looked at Zhang Daoran, but saw that Zhang Daoran's face was indifferent, his eyelids were not raised, and he was still sitting cross-legged on the boulder.

It seems that the sentence that came out at the beginning was just to remind Long Yun, and it had nothing to do with him.

I don't know why, the more Zhang Daoran was so indifferent, but Long Yun calmed down in his heart: "Real people, these people are ......"

With peace of mind, Long Yun actually knew that these two people who came with the high priest would inevitably be the high priest's helpers. Long Yun was also surprised, although he hadn't been here for a long time, he already knew this place very well, and there was only one high priest within a radius of thousands of miles. If the population were more sparsely populated, even within a radius of thousands of miles, there would not be a high priest.

The reason why Long Yun chose to preach here is because there are no strong people here.

It was only a long time before the high priest came with two helpers...... Long Yun's heart was tense at this time, but he was not as nervous as he was just now. Even if the person who comes reaches the realm of the primordial gods, Zhang Zhenren is a land immortal, an immortal-like existence.

"They are the religious protectors of this country......" Zhang Daoran raised his head and looked at the three people who gradually reached the sky above his head: "Your mood is in turmoil." ”

Long Yun's face turned red, and indeed Long Yun was surprised at first. In the land of Kunxu, although Long Yun is an ancestor-level powerhouse, the Yuan Shen realm, like a legend, can be touched and unreachable. The Kunxu Secret Realm has been in the Kunxu Secret Realm for more than a thousand years, and there has never been a powerhouse in the Yuanshen Realm. Therefore, when Long Yun saw the three people walking in the air, his mind was almost lost in an instant.

"Disciple..."Long Yun wanted to explain, but he just opened his mouth and sighed: "Disciple is ashamed." ”

"The three of them, not as strong as you, have the same treasures on their bodies as you that conceal their aura, so it is difficult for you to detect their true strength for a while. Zhang Daoran lowered his head, looked at the refugees not far away, saw three people coming, knelt on the ground one by one, and sighed: "These people... deviates from the meaning of religious beliefs. ”

They deviated from the meaning of their beliefs, Long Yun didn't want to comment, and heard Zhang Daoran say, the three of them, except for the high priest, an alien cultivator in the Yin God Dacheng Realm, the other two people who walked in the air were not as strong as their own strength?

A treasure with a hidden aura...... Long Yun smiled bitterly, the treasure where he hid his aura had been slightly damaged. When he first came to Earth, someone peeked into his identity, and the talisman treasure was damaged, and it has not been restored to this day.

Glancing at Zhang Daoran without a trace, Long Yun had a bold guess in his heart: "The two people who come now have treasures with hidden breaths, Zhang Zhenren can see through them at a glance, could it be that when I came to the earth, it was Zhang Zhenren who peeked at my identity?"

"Yes..."Long Yun smiled bitterly in his heart: "When Poor Dao first arrived on Earth, he was self-righteous and didn't know Zhang Zhenren's magical powers. Except for Zhang Zhenren, who else on earth has this terrifying strength?"

Sighing in his heart, Long Yun looked at the few people who had slowly fallen to the ground and were not far from them, but he was a little surprised: "They don't have the strength of their disciples, how can they cross the air?"

Frowning, Long Yun guessed, "Because their cultivation is different from ours?"

After a faint glance, he landed on the ground, and did not pay attention to the three of them, Zhang Daoran shook his head: "It's not because of the realm, it's not because of the cultivation strength, but because their magic weapon, just like your gourd, is on their feet." ”

"What the real person said is that the shoes they wear are flying magic weapons?"

Long Yun was surprised: "So, their refining level is so high?

Zhang Daoran frowned, and there was a bit of loss in his eyes: "You don't know how to refine weapons, do you?" ”

Long Yun nodded: "The disciple has not been involved in refining, and in the land of Kunxu, many inheritances have been lost with that war." ”

The interruption of the lineage is indeed the sorrow of the cultivators.

"The so-called refining is to use different materials to refine items that are suitable for one's own use and satisfactory in appearance. Then carved into the formation, it is the so-called magic weapon. Low-level magic weapons are very simple, and the reason for cultivating cultivators like us to refine magic weapons is to have weapons or other items that are handy. If you want to refine a pair of shoes, this magic weapon of flying, is actually very simple. ”

Zhang Daoran waved his hand, and a ray of light fell on a stone the size of a grinding disc under the boulder: "For example, all things in heaven and earth, as long as they are carved into the formation, they can fly." However, because of the different materials, the flight speed of the flying magic weapon, or the quality of the refined weapon, is different. ”

It's that simple?

Long Yun was puzzled in his heart, but the next moment Long Yun's eyes widened. I saw Zhang Daoran just now, waving his hand, the stone that entered with a ray of light actually flew up... Like a streamer, it flew into the distance, much faster than the speed of the three people flying just now. Disappeared in the middle of the moment, and in the moment of the accident, the boulder flew in. When it came to the front, it was like powder falling to the ground.

"This stone can hardly withstand the power of the formation rune, it is difficult to withstand the flow of spiritual energy, and it can only shatter in the end. This is also why, refining masters, they all like good refining materials...... The higher the level of the magic weapon, the more able it is to adapt to the advanced level of the cultivator. On the contrary, if the level of the magic weapon is too low, if you cultivate to a powerful cultivator, the huge aura magic weapon will be unbearable, and it will be destroyed, or you will not be able to exert the true strength of the cultivator. ”

Zhang Daoran's explanation, Long Yun had a feeling of sudden enlightenment: "The disciple is taught. ”

With a wave of Zhang Daoran's hand, the boulder flew into the sky, and the cultivator's soul could be condensed, and to be able to make the boulder fly by itself, I am afraid that there are really few people who can do it. This is the difference in realms, the manifestation of high and low cultivation.

Zhang Daoran seemed to be interested, and his eyes fell on the Dao robe on Long Yun's body and the shoes on his feet: "It seems that in the land of Kunxu, there are many good things that are not available on the earth. Your robe, the shoes on your feet, will be woven from silk......"

Long Yun's face was a little embarrassed, as an ancestor-level existence in the Kunxu Land, Long Yun naturally didn't need to worry about his own food and clothing. Although it has been missing for more than 100 years, the things that the disciples and grandchildren have been filial to before will not be used up for thousands of years.

"Good things are wasted in your hands. ”

Zhang Daoran sighed, with some regret in his eyes: "There will be a fighting method later, and there is no other way to teach, so first change your outfit." ”

With a wave of his hand, a purple light flew out of his palm, turning into a dense purple point of light and landing on Long Yun's body and shoes.