"Since the two of you participated in that great battle, why are you still afraid of the Heavenly Dao?Didn't the Heavenly Dao perish in that great battle?" Qiao Yun looked at the two white monks and black ghosts, and asked the doubts that had existed in his heart for a long time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Afraid of the way of heaven! Who said that the old man is afraid of the way of heaven!" the white monk snorted coldly on the side.

Qiao Yun smiled faintly, Qiao Yun would not forget the fear and vigilance when the white monk asked Chu Hanyu who he was before. And Qiao Yun still has a little guess, at the Dong family's auction, although the strength of the white monk and black ghost did not recover, the strength of the peak of the middle stage of the Xuan Rank is far beyond that of the Qingyun team, and even he is not the opponent of the two, but after the two took 10 billion, they calmed down and did not make any big moves, obviously there is something to fear, and what the two are afraid of now seems obvious.

The black ghost Yan San coughed lightly, "To tell you the truth, five hundred years ago, the two of us were not in the main battlefield of the Heavenly Dao Holy Land, but joined the war group on the way there, if we had come here back then, I am afraid it would ......."

Yan San's eyes looked in the northwest direction, and he was silent for a while, and the white monk also sighed rarely, the masters of the two of them died in the Heavenly Dao Holy Land back then, and the two of them escaped with their lives because they arrived late.

"The two of us led a group of martial artists on the way to resist the Heavenly Dao team led by a mid-stage Jindan monk, but the cultivator really has an advantage over the martial artist, unless the martial artist is a few levels higher than the cultivator, it is really difficult to kill a cultivator of the same rank or higher level. Yan San slowly retracted his gaze and sighed, "Although the two of us were promoted to the late stage of the Yanwu Realm at that time, they were only comparable to the cultivation of that Jindan mid-stage cultivator, but the means were far inferior to that monk, even if the two joined forces to fight him, they would have the upper hand. ”

"What's damn, there is also a Jindan early stage miscellaneous in the Heavenly Dao team that followed that Jindan monk, taking advantage of the fact that the two of us were entangled by the Jindan mid-stage monk, they continued to kill the martial artists who came with the two of us, and in a short period of time, dozens of martial artists died under his hands. Seeing that the situation was not good, the two of us wanted to retreat, and it was not too late to fight again when the rescue came, but I didn't expect to be ......plotted by the miscellaneous when I retreated" The white monk recalled the events of the year, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

Yan San didn't say much about the rest of the matter, but Qiao Yun also understood a rough idea. It turned out that after these two people were seriously injured, in order to escape the pursuit, they retreated separately, and finally escaped with their lives, and hid in the deep mountains and old forests to heal and recuperate. Martial artists are not injured as much as cultivators, and cultivators can rely on mental formulas to operate and constantly repair the injuries of their bodies, while martial artists are not, martial artists can only rely on medicines, natural materials and earth treasures supplemented by treatment, this recovery speed is extremely slow compared to cultivators, but the recovery time of five hundred years is unimaginable.

After the two of them recovered from their injuries, they went out of the customs in order to earn the treasure of heaven and earth to restore their cultivation, but they only dared to walk in the secular world, and did not dare to easily inquire about the way of heaven, for fear that the way of heaven was still there, but they did not expect that five hundred years later, China had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the two learned about the auction of the Dong family while adapting to modern society, so they went to the Dong family, in order to quickly recover their cultivation through quenching.

And the two didn't think that the medicine was fake, but they took the opportunity to extort Qiao Yun a huge amount of money, because of this huge amount of money, the two no longer had to worry about the treasure of heaven and earth, and continued to restore their cultivation through the accumulation of heaven and earth treasures, until they recovered to the heavenly level, the two dared to inquire about the news of the heavenly dao, but they did not expect that after inquiring, they learned that the heavenly dao had already perished in the war that year. So the two of them were so determined that they no longer had to be afraid, so they swaggered to watch the battle on the occasion of the big competition between the sects.

For the strength of the vitality of these warriors, Qiao Yun secretly said to himself, let alone five hundred years for ordinary people, they may not be able to survive even five years under serious injury, and whether it is a white monk, a, or even Zhan Yuxiao of Que Fengya, although he was seriously injured back then, after escaping his life, it is not easy to recover after so many years.

"I don't know what realm the Yanwu Realm is?Could it be that the top of the Heavenly Steps is the Yanwu Realm?" Qiao Yun had already heard the word Yanwu Realm several times in the description of the white monk and black ghost, but he had never interrupted the two of them before, and only now did he find an opportunity to ask.

"What is the realm of Yanwu Realm... Hehe......" Yan San laughed dryly, it was difficult to hide the bitter taste in it, "Alas, I didn't expect that the battle back then made the cultivator disappear, and even if the martial artist was preserved, he didn't even know about the three realms of martial arts......"

"Martial Arts Three Realms?" Qiao Yun repeated involuntarily.

"Yes, above the heavenly steps are the three realms of martial arts, which are the Voyeur Martial Realm, the Yanwu Realm and the Extreme Martial Realm, each realm is divided into three small levels: primary, middle and post, the two of us were the late stage monks of the Yanwu Realm, and the late stage monks of the Yanwu Realm are only a handful in the entire Huaxia!

There are actually three realms of martial arts above the heavenly steps, this is the first time Qiao Yun has heard of it, and when he raised his eyes and saw the white monk looking reminiscing about the past, Qiao Yun couldn't help but smile slightly, "I said fat monk, didn't you say before that you only had a heavenly rank cultivation above the auction?

The white monk was reminded of the reality by Qiao Yun's words, and snorted fiercely, and said, "Fart! What if the old man is a genius of the Heavenly Vertical Realm, how about cultivating from the Heavenly Rank to the late stage of the Yanwu Realm in a few years! It is not impossible to give the old man a few more years to cultivate to the Extreme Martial Realm!"

"Hehe, I said that you are an old bald donkey, and you are still talented, tsk, if it weren't for your master who exchanged two furnaces of Great Pei Qi Pill for you, you would ......"

The old white monk's face turned red, and he immediately interrupted Yan San, "Damn, old ghost, you can't cultivate but the old man can't dismantle the old man's stage in front of a junior! If it wasn't for a coincidence...... you back then."

Seeing the two white monks and black ghosts arguing constantly, Qiao Yun smiled and shook his head, these two old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years are also interesting, I don't know what the scene was when the two of them walked the rivers and lakes back then, it is estimated that most of them kept talking like this, and no one was convinced.

The white monk and black ghost argued for a long time before stopping, and they all looked at Qiao Yun, Qiao Yun also looked at the two of them, and said with a flat smile: "Say, what are your intentions in bringing me here? ”

"Not bad. Yan San nodded noncommittally, "The Heavenly Dao Holy Land is now in the Hake Country, five hundred years ago, the Heavenly Dao Holy Land was still within the territory of Huaxia, but I didn't expect that five hundred years later, my Huaxia Continent will shrink a circle." ”

Originally, Qiao Yun was still thinking about why the Heavenly Dao Holy Land was in the territory of Hake Country, but after listening to Yan San's words, he had some understanding in his heart.

"The two of us brought you here naturally because you are a cultivator, although the Heavenly Dao Holy Land has long been barren, and the mountain protection array of the year has long been broken, there is still a formation on the main peak of the Heavenly Dao Holy Land that has not been destroyed. Since you are a cultivator, although your level is not high, I think you should also know a little about the fur of the formation, so ......" Yan San did not continue, but looked sideways at Qiao Yun's face, but unfortunately he didn't see anything from Qiao Yun's face.

"So you want me to help you break the formation so that you can enter the formation. Qiao Yun slowly spoke, not denying that he knew how to form, nor was he sure.

"Not bad. ”

"Since this formation has not been broken for so many years, it is obvious that there is a heavy treasure in it, maybe the ink-colored jade pendant back then was also in it. Let's talk about it, if you enter the formation, how to distribute the things you get. Qiao Yun calmly looked at the white monk and in front of him.

The white monk and the black ghost glanced at each other, and the white monk immediately spoke: "If there is an ink-colored jade pendant, then the ink-colored jade pendant belongs to you, and the rest of the things are ours! If there is no ink-colored jade pendant, everything is also ours, what do you think?"

Qiao Yun sneered in his heart, although the white monk said it well, but if he really saw the ink-colored jade pendant, Qiao Yun didn't believe that the two white monks and black ghosts would be indifferent, the reason why the white monks said this was probably because they felt that the ink-colored jade pendant would definitely not be in the Heavenly Dao Holy Land, and it would be a good calculation for this white monk and black ghost to get a real benefit.

"Yes. Qiao Yun pretended to weigh it for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement, "But I said ugly things in the front, my formation level is also limited, if I can't open the protective formation, I have no other way." ”

"Then naturally, if you can't open it, the two of us won't be embarrassed by you!" Bai Seng was overjoyed when he saw Qiao Yun agree. And the black ghost Yan San didn't speak from beginning to end, as if he was thinking on the side.

After the three of them had made up their minds, they all stood up, and soon descended the barren mountain and ran in the northwest direction. Along the way, there were inaccessible barren mountains and mountains, and after walking for about half an hour, a wilderness appeared in Qiao Yun's divine sense, and there were thirteen abrupt peaks above the wilderness, twelve of which surrounded a giant peak in the middle.

The wilderness is overgrown with weeds and shrubs, but a closer look at it often reveals a white bone or two, which has not completely decayed after hundreds of years of wind and rain. The ground under the shrubs was ochre-red, but Qiao Yun could see at a glance that it was not the natural color of the soil, but the result of too much blood.

Before, Qiao Yun didn't have any intuitive feelings about the big war five hundred years ago, but when he saw the scene in front of him at this moment, Qiao Yun's mind kept reminding him of the scenes of the big war back then. It was sprinkled with the blood of Chinese cultivators and warriors, and their bones were scattered, and in order to defend this land and defend the dignity of the monks, they had no regrets even if they turned into ashes.