Xiaoyuanshan.

"Qu Li. ”

The mountain is full of mist, a majestic figure, sitting on the top of the mountain, the white wolf king looked at the Fu Sheng in front of him, since the bronze platform, the mother river needs to deal with the king's account matters have greatly increased, he is discussing with several other grassland kings every day, big and small, no matter how big or small.

I finally managed to spare some time today.

Fu Sheng Qu Li's age is already very old, and beside him, there are two boys, one on the left and one on the right, one holding tea and the other serving a sword, these are all exquisite puppets made by him with mechanical techniques, after pasting the talisman, they are lifelike, and there is no stiffness in the slightest.

The boy that Ning Yi saw when he first came to Xiaoyuan Mountain was one of them, the Fu Sheng's deity was extremely mysterious, except for a few people, not many cultivators had seen his true appearance as an old man.

In a sense, the grassland needs some spiritual symbols, such as the previous Great Prophet of the Snow Vulture King's Tent, and then the Fu Sheng, such as the White Wolf King's Tent. The two of them symbolize the ancient heritage of the Mother River...... If the Great Prophet and the Fu Saint have been "healthy", then the practitioners of the Mother River will also feel much more at ease.

After all, for two thousand years, the demon clan did not dare to set foot here because of the existence of the River of Apocalypse.

Yuan.

No one knows whether "Yuan" is dead or alive, but it has fallen into a long sleep, but the two veins of the prophet and the Fu Sheng have continued.

Several grassland kings also believed that Lord "Yuan" was silently watching the grassland.

The White Wolf King's expression was complicated.

Qu Li is thinner than before, but his spirit is better, no one can resist the erosion of the years, even if he is a grassland cultivator with half of the demon bloodline, Fu Sheng has lived for a long time...... As a mortal who does not practice demonic power and starlight, it is not easy to live to be a hundred years old in a close "life".

The talismans in the western border, most of the formations, and the cultivation of outstanding geniuses in the grasslands every year...... All of this requires the help of Xiao Yuanshan.

And now, he was already a little embarrassed to trouble Fu Sheng.

It's time for the old man to rest and rest.

Qu Li sat in a wooden wheelchair, there was a boxy Aoki chessboard suspended in front of him, this chessboard did not have any support, two boys serving the left and right, more than three feet away from the chessboard, the two bowls of chess pieces sat in black and white, suspended and swaying, not as stable as the chessboard, but the wind was blowing, just shaking, and no chess pieces were pouring and splashing.

The old man said softly, "You want to ask me to contact the teacher...... Right?"

The White Wolf King was stunned.

Fu Sheng held out a hand and motioned for him to sit down.

Behind the White Wolf King, in the mist, a figure retreated silently, and there was already a wooden chair behind him, he smiled dumbly, this Xiao Yuanshan was forbidden everywhere, everywhere talismans, organs, in the bronze platform during the battle, Fu Sheng had detonated these talismans, to die with the golden-winged Dapeng bird in the mountains.

The White Wolf King originally thought that this place was full of killing mechanisms, but now when he went up the mountain, he found that the old man lived here, where there was a little bit of murder, idle clouds and wild cranes, free from the world, more like an immortal cave.

The old man glanced at it and said softly: "The killing technique is all left by the teacher, I don't have enough understanding, I am stupid, I can only chew slowly, in my lifetime, I can gnaw as much as I want...... It can be regarded as an explanation for the king's account. But these 'organs' are what I like, and they can't help you, Xiao Yuanshan doesn't have anyone to accompany him, so there are only 'them' left. ”

The White Wolf King shook his head and smiled, "If you find it boring, I will ask a few smart young people from the king's tent to serve you." ”

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Fu Sheng smiled: "If they can easily break the formation pattern of Xiaoyuan Mountain like 'Urle', then how can I stay alone on this mountain all the time?"

The White Wolf King smiled bitterly.

The inheritance left by "Yuan", countless people in the mother river want to learn, and Fu Sheng also wants to teach, but this is a creation that cannot be forced, and the formation looks extremely obscure, and some people have been coming to Xiaoyuan Mountain to try to crack it over the years, but they have all failed.

I can't untie the pattern, and I don't even have the qualifications to get started.

The several kings of the grassland mother river, the young and strong people who have been cultivated, are all respected by force, the star light of the human race, and the physique of the demon race, all of them are extremely brave and good at fighting geniuses, but when they encounter this formation and the art of talismans, they can only scratch their ears and cheeks, but they can't help it.

The White Wolf King picked up the tea cup suspended in front of him, holding the cup in both hands, the heat was swirling, he was used to drinking, not used to drinking tea, so he just held it, the heat rose, the expression of the grassland king was a little hesitant, and after a while, he said cautiously: "Can you contact it?"

Behind the bronze platform, the figure that repelled the power of the demon clan.

Engraved in the heart of the White Wolf King.

The grassland can have today's peace, it all depends on "yuan", if there is no "yuan...... Then at this moment, the mother river is already in the palm of the Eastern Demon Domain.

The White Wolf King was a little anxious, he looked at Fu Sheng, after the death of the Great Prophet, this is the only inheritance that is connected to "Yuan...... Moreover, on the day of the bronze platform, Lord "Yuan" also made a special move to erase Xiao Yuanshan's talisman and explode.

Is this an endorsement of Qu Li?

The old man shook his head and said neatly, "No." ”

He sat back on his back on a wooden chair, and the two boys stepped forward and gently pounded his shoulders for him.

Qu Li said slowly: "I am a lucky person...... At least I saw the appearance of the teacher, in the past years, I don't know how many people stayed in Xiaoyuan Mountain, and they couldn't meet each other all their lives. ”

He paused and said with a wry smile: "The inheritance left by the teacher is as vast as the sea, and I have only dug a corner...... I regard him as a gentleman, and he may not recognize me as a disciple. ”

The White Wolf King's expression was a little lonely.

He slowly expressed his intentions, "The power of the steppe is too weak...... Urle is still asleep in the Mother River, but even if he wakes up, it seems that he will not be able to lead us to the 'light' as he did 2,000 years ago. ”

Qu Li narrowed his eyes and looked at the White Wolf King.

The White Wolf King hesitated: "He still ...... Too young. ”

After meeting Ning Yi a few times, the White Wolf King had already seen Ning Yi's strength clearly, the Great Cultivator of the Human Race's Destiny Star, at this age, was an extremely amazing achievement, but if the grassland wanted to gain a firm foothold, it needed at least one "Nirvana".

Without Nirvana, there is no right to speak, and we can only be reduced to lambs to be slaughtered.

How long does the "yuan" have to live?

Fu Sheng didn't know, and neither did the White Wolf King...... But they all know a truth, if you want to live, you can't just rely on others, you must rely on yourself.

"The grassland needs someone who can stand up...... I want to be that person. The White Wolf King's expression was hidden in the mist of tea, and he said softly: "After all, I am the person on this grassland who is closest to that realm. ”

To become the king of the grassland, the requirements for the cultivation realm are not high, which is a symbol of courage, strength, and resourcefulness...... Among the grassland kings of the eight kings' tents, the strength of the white wolf king is the highest, and he is already in the realm of the demon king, and he is a very powerful figure in the world of the demon clan, and the four demon domains, but it is far from enough to lead the grassland independently.

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Qu Li's expression became solemn, and he had some premonitions.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

"The situation in the grasslands is not optimistic. The White Wolf King lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "The Eastern Demon Domain has figured out the hole cards, and there may be another attack...... If the next time it is not the Great Elder Bai Changlan, but the 'White Emperor' who is invincible all over the world, what should we do?"

Fu Sheng's stagnancy.

"If Lord 'Yuan' is willing to point his fingers, I think ...... Get your feet wet. The White Wolf King stretched out a hand, pointed to the top of his head, and said solemnly, "Try to become Nirvana." ”

Immediately afterwards, he shook his head and laughed at himself: "I must have been the only one who has had this idea for so many years...... I know that I can't be impatient when it comes to cultivation, but I can't wait for it right now. I'm going to be in retreat tomorrow, and a lot of things in the steppe have already been arranged for the next few days. ”

Fu Sheng said softly: "I advise you to wait for 'Ulle' to wake up." ”

The White Wolf King asked, "When will he wake up?"

The old man was silent.

The White Wolf King shook his head and said, "Although he saved us in the bronze platform, it is still unknown whether it is Urle or not, and whether he can raise the eight royal flags...... It's not that I don't trust him, but the future of the grassland, and I really can't be so hasty. Instead of waiting for someone else to come to the rescue, it is better to act on your own. ”

The two wooden boys of Xiao Yuanshan raised their heads, not sane, but showed a thoughtful expression.

The old man closed his eyes and thought for a long time.

He sighed.

"Perhaps...... You're right. ”

......

......

The big moon hangs high.

The silver light swayed, and the water rippled like scales.

The man with water sleeves sitting at the bottom of the River of Apocalypse is like an ancient sculpture that has been sleeping for a long time, his face is delicate, feminine and gentle, and the two red spots next to the corners of his cheeks and lips reflect a warm brilliance in the water light.

"Yuan" slowly opened his eyes.

Raise your head and watch it all calmly.

He has always been a lonely spectator, and over the years, he has opened his eyes many times, and the scene reflected by the river has never changed.

Moon in the water. Flowers in the mirror.

He has already seen the life and death, love and hatred in this world...... During his years of trekking with Urle, he tasted something called "emotion".

And at this moment, this familiar feeling resurfaced in Yuan's heart.

He looked beside him, not far away, the black-robed young man who was sunk at the bottom of the river, surrounded by aquatic plants.

Yuan smiled and muttered softly.

"The man is coming...... Aren't you, it's time to wake up?"

On the banks of the River of Apocalypse, the wind swept by, the dead leaves swayed, the crows screamed, and the night turned into a hunting sound.

The Eastern Emperor was expressionless, staring at this mother river.

Between his sleeves, there was a tumbling sinister aura...... If this source of evil power is put into this mother river, then the lifeblood of the entire grassland will be controlled by him.

But he didn't.

The Eastern Emperor looked down calmly.

His gaze pierced the river.

He was sure he saw everything clearly...... The bottom of this river is empty, except for a "sleeping" figure.

That's exactly what I'm looking for.

He chuckled softly, "Urle, long time no see. ”

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