Moreover, apart from a naughty and strange holy beast, he has no treasures, and he is worthy of being cheated by others.

Is he sent by some small clans, and he wants to coax himself to them, so he should also change to a beautiful girl, how can he come with a bad old man?

Thinking of this, Xu Xiangbei laughed and couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

Beiluo Shimen looked at Xu Xiangbei's contemplative appearance, and then looked at the evil smile on his lips, and guessed his thoughts.

"This kid's personality is really as rumored, whimsical, weird and interesting. Beiluo Shimen secretly praised in his heart.

Although Xu Xiangbei has the ability, this character is too rare, and he feels that this elder who has gone through a long time also feels rare.

Beiluo Shimen put down the tea and said indifferently: "Whether you believe it or doubt it, it doesn't matter, you follow me to a place." ”

As he spoke, Beiluo Shimen stood up and walked briskly outside.

Xu Xiangbei was depressed for a while, and asked, "Which place to go?"

"Dragon's Breath Tower. ”

With that, Beiluo Shimen stepped out of the room, his body was like a volley, and he strode towards the direction of the Dragon's Breath Tower.

Xu Xiangbei's face darkened, feeling the breath of the Beiluo Division, and seeing that he only had the realm of Brother Zhan, but he could fly in the sky, which violated logical common sense.

Does that mean that the realm of this Beiluo Shimen is unbelievable, as if it can send and receive internal interest from the heart, with ease, and clumsy?

At this moment, he couldn't help but be interested in this Beiluo Division.

Xu Xiangbei couldn't fly, and seeing that the Beiluo Shimen suddenly flew in the sky, Xu Xiangbei hurriedly jumped off the cliff of the Sabertooth Tiger Pavilion, left his White Tiger Garden, and ran towards the Dragon Breath Tower.

Along the way, many clan disciples greeted him, and Xu Xiangbei nodded in response, urging his steps, and soon arrived at the foot of the Dragon Breath Tower.

Stepping into the Dragon's Breath Tower, Xu Xiangbei saw that the internal space here had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The dragon breath inside has become much richer than before, but the previous violent power has become weaker.

At this moment, the Dragon's Breath Tower's energy is more refined and does not contain magazines, which is obviously more suitable for cultivation.

Hurriedly ran up to the seventh floor of the Dragon's Breath Tower, Xu Xiangbei still didn't see the old man, and when he was very anxious, a voice sounded in the air.

"What are you grinding against, I'm waiting for you on the third layer above you. ”

Xu Xiangbei was stunned, this voice hit the divine sense, as if squeezed from all directions, the Flood Desolation Dragon Emperor had used this method before, it seemed that the strength of this Beiluo Master should not be underestimated.

Continue to march upward, at this moment, the coercion in the Dragon Breath Tower has no effect on Xu Xiangbei, this is all the resistance generated after absorbing the blood marrow of the Flood Dragon Emperor.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to look through the window, and his probing hand touched the clouds floating outside.

"Oh my boy, I'm really up to heaven. ”

Xu Xiangbei grinned, and continued to climb upward.

Passing through a blue wall of light, Xu Xiangbei felt like entering another world.

In the world of light and shadow here, it is like going to another world, where the smoke curls in the vertical and horizontal cooking, and sometimes the barking of dogs in the farmhouse, it is simply a rural secluded place.

Here, there are all kinds of livestock roaming leisurely in the fields, hares and foxes chasing and playing in the woods, and monkeys naughtily jumping on Xu Xiangbei's shoulders, not afraid of people.

In the sky clouds, there is even a yellow sun, which is relatively smaller in size and heat than in its original world.

"Am I being transmitted here by the Spatial Matrix?

Xu Xiangbei muttered to himself, he didn't know what the situation was, if he was still in the Dragon's Breath Tower, then the small Dragon's Breath Pagoda was really Sumeru's mustard seed, and it was hidden in the sea?

After walking on the field trail for an hour, Xu Xiangbei finally saw the aborigines, but the people here turned out to be old people.

The old man and the old woman look gray-haired, but they are energetic and have a kind smile.

In addition, almost all of the people here do not walk on their legs, and they are all flying.

Extending his spiritual sense to the extreme, Xu Xiangbei only found that these people were all only in the realm of Brother Zhan, that is, the lowest battle level.

No one is one level higher than others, and the strength realm of these people is all on the same level, flat and stable!

"Welcome to Little Sumeru Village. ”

Suddenly, behind Xu Xiangbei, an old voice sounded.

Xu Xiangbei turned around quickly, but saw that Beiluo Shimen didn't know when, and stood behind him.

Xu Xiangbei's heart was surging, these old men loved to appear suddenly.

Xu Xiangbei opened his mouth and asked, "What little Sumeru village?"

Xu Xiangbei looked around, his eyes were full of adventure curiosity, he was originally an adventurer.

Beiluo Shimen said that Xu Xiangbei followed him, and then slowly floated in front: "What is real, what is illusory, it is purely a derivative of human consciousness, everything in this village is in another latitude from your original world, as small as a sesame seed, you can say that it is illusory, or meaningless, but it exists." ”

After watching Beiluo Shimen drift away, Xu Xiangbei felt a burst of envy in his heart, and said secretly: Isn't it just that I can fly, and I don't have to drag it so much about a plane ticket in that world.

However, Xu Xiangbei was very puzzled in his heart: "There is a sesame seed in the small town, so why do I feel that this place is no different from the outside?"

Beiluo Shimen seemed to have guessed that he would ask this question, and explained: "No matter what it is, once it enters this latitude, it will all shrink by ten million times, including people, so in your opinion, it is no different. ”

At this moment, the two had already entered the countryside and stepped into the largest courtyard in the village.

As soon as the two of them entered the courtyard, many old people floated to greet them, and they bowed down and said, "Ancestor." ”

Xu Xiangbei hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You are too polite, I am so young, I dare not dare to ......."

Without waiting for Xu Xiangbei to finish speaking, the Beiluo Shimen beside him coughed, shook his head and said helplessly: "They are talking to me." ”

After saying that, Beiluo Shimen sighed, and did not criticize Xu Xiangbei for being funny, and stepped into the Nanmu hut in front.

Entering the room, everyone sat down in turn, and the north fell to the division and sat in the center.

Xu Xiangbei looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see that he had reserved his own seat, raised his eyebrows, and simply sat cross-legged on the ground.

Beiluo Shimen saw Xu Xiangbei's dissatisfaction, didn't explain, and said indifferently: "Aren't you very strange, why is there a different way here, and there are all old guys inside?"

Xu Xiangbei nodded: "Why?"

"I'm not going to tell you. Beiluo Shimen blinked, and took revenge on Xu Xiangbei.

Xu Xiangbei rolled his eyes, coughed and wanted to leave-learn my style, you are still far away, I will let you not guess what I am going to do next.

Seeing this scene, Beiluo Shimen hurriedly stood up and stopped Xu Xiangbei back.

A gentle smile hung on Beiluo Shimen's face, and he said, "Actually, there is the greatest secret of a Syril Yazu hidden here. ”

Xu Xiangbei's eyes flashed with a light that was imperceptible to ordinary people, and he didn't speak, but he was interested, indicating that he would continue.

Beiluo Shimen coughed lightly, his face showed reverence, he took a few steps in the room, and said: "In fact, this is a secret that only the highest level of Syrir is qualified to hear, once each patriarch is promoted to the Battle Saint, he must remove the position of patriarch and come here to live in seclusion." ”

Speaking of the patriarch, Xu Xiangbei remembered Zhou Fangzheng, he actually trapped himself in Longyan Hell for a traitor, which was really frustrating.

After thinking for a while, Xu Xiangbei's nose wrinkled, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips: "Then the patriarch this time is funny, his qualifications are foolish, his talent is average, I am afraid that he will not be able to reach the realm of the Battle Saint in his life, and he can go down for a long time." ”

Of course, the Beiluo Master has full insight into Xu Xiangbei's encounters, although he lives in seclusion here, but he can have a full view of the affairs within the clan.

Including Di Bowei's secret collusion with the Fierce Mixed Clan, in fact, he already knew about it, but he didn't come forward to curb it, of course he had his plans.

Now seeing Xu Xiangbei slandering Zhou Fangzheng, Beiluo Shimen smiled helplessly: "Actually, your patriarch doesn't always misbelieve slander like this, in fact, his little abacus is sometimes louder than some of us old guys." ”

Xu Xiangbei stretched out his hand, with a look of disbelief, Zhou Fangzheng's behavior made him once bitten by a snake, and he was afraid of the well rope for ten years. He stayed in Syrierya only for the sake of a few siblings, and Perth Natasha's face.

If he wanted to respect Zhou Fangzheng as before, he couldn't do it.

In his opinion, the Beiluo Shimen is Zhou Fangzheng's round face, which is nothing more than wanting to eliminate the resentment in his heart, so as not to have resentment against the entire clan.

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei didn't believe what he said at all, Beiluo Shimen smiled mysteriously, raised his wrinkled palm, and high-fived him three times.

After three sounds, on the inner wall of the room, a burst of star streaks suddenly appeared.

Between the fluctuations of the stars, a person walked out of the inner wall.

Xu Xiangbei looked intently, this person was Zhou Fangzheng.

Xu Xiangbei greeted him politely, and didn't make much of a false salute.

Xu Xiangbei relied on his ability to gain a foothold here, and after the Holy Fire Defense Battle of the Temple, his reputation among the Syrir Ya people was not as good as Zhou Fangzheng's.

Zhou Fangzheng stepped into the room, stood beside Xu Xiangbei, first smiled at him, and then turned around: "Zhou Fangzheng has seen all the ancestors. ”

The people in the room all nodded and smiled with satisfaction at Zhou Fangzheng.

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei still had a grudge against Zhou Fangzheng, Beiluo Shimen nodded and smiled: "Zhou Fangzheng, you can tell Xiangbei about what happened recently." ”

Zhou Fangzheng bowed to Beiluo's master's gate, and then turned to face Xu Xiangbei.

Xu Xiangbei stretched out his hand and looked directly at Zhou Fangzheng, as if to say: Tang Seng recites the scriptures, and he doesn't listen or listen.

(End of chapter)