Chapter 322: The Secret of the Heavenly Machine Gate
The real name of the young man in this fairy wind robe is Zhulian.
"Brother Zhu, since your senior brother entered the Tianqing River Secret Realm, why didn't you go in with him in the first place?" someone asked rhetorically.
"This..."
Zhulian showed hesitation on his face.
Seeing everyone's impatience, Zhulian finally sighed, as if he had made a big decision.
"To be honest, my senior brother and I are from the Tianji Gate, maybe everyone has heard of the Divine Calculation Gate, but they may not have heard of the Heavenly Machine Gate, in fact, the Divine Calculation Gate and our Tianji Gate are in the same vein, both of which evolved from the Heavenly Machine Gate. ”
"What?
Everyone's shock!
"The Heavenly Machine Gate of the Ancient Sect?
"Oh my God, boy, you're kidding everyone!"
"Yes, yes, yes... I heard that the Heavenly Machine Gate has long since perished, and there is no Heavenly Machine Gate in the world. ”
"It is said that the Heavenly Machine Gate leaked the Heavenly Machine, causing bad luck, and all the people in the Gate died!"
"Indeed, I have seen such a record from the ancient scriptures......"
"Uh... Brothers, please listen to what Zhu has to say... Tianjimen has indeed perished, but our Tianjizimen can indeed be related to Tianjimen, our founding ancestor has been created in the Tianjimen ruins, in order to thank Tianjimen, so he opened a sect to commemorate Tianjimen. ”
"And this stone bowl in Zhu's hand is the Tianji Divine Bowl, the Zhenfang magic weapon of Tianji Zimen, it is forged by the ancestor who exhausted his life's energy, although it is not a spiritual treasure artifact, but its role is incomparable to our Tianji Zimen. Relying on it, our vein has escaped countless life-and-death crises. ”
"Speaking so much, this has something to do with your entry into the Tianqing River Secret Realm?"
Someone said impatiently.
"Brother, please listen to me......" Zhulian said.
"I'll listen to you! Tell the point, and then slap you to death with a long slap!"
The man said angrily.
Zhulian's cultivation is only the peak of the Xuan Nine Heavenly Realm, which is an extremely ordinary cultivation in the crowd, most of the people present have the same cultivation as him, a very few people have a slightly lower cultivation, and there are many people who have cultivated in the half-step Heavenly Xuan Realm.
At this moment, the person who is extremely dissatisfied with Zhulian is the one who has a half-step Heavenly Xuan Realm's cultivation.
Zhulian was stunned for a moment, slightly embarrassed, but it is not easy to ask for help at this moment.
Obviously, the cultivation of the half-step Heavenly Xuan Realm was not a threat to him.
"Since this is the case, then Zhu Mou said bluntly, before the senior brother entered the secret realm of Tianqing River, Zhu Mou had calculated through the Tianji God Bowl that this trip was very dangerous, and there was no life, and I cherished my life so much, so naturally I couldn't enter. ”
"Then don't you know, since you are the same family, your senior brother's ability should be higher than you......"
"Senior brother's ability, Zhu is not as good as one, in Zhu's opinion, the extremely dangerous thing, in the senior brother's is not necessarily a very dangerous thing, so he thinks that although the trip to the secret realm of Tianqing River is dead, but the road of heaven and man, there will always be a trace of vitality, as long as he calculates and grasps that trace of vitality, he can get great creation. ”
"And now the senior brother has been greatly enlightened, but he has fallen into another great danger, if Zhu does not go to help, as a fellow disciple, Zhu will not allow himself to do this......"
……
Soon, Zhulian and others flew to the Lost Sea in a flying boat.
And the news that the survivors in the Tianqing River Secret Realm appeared in the Lost Sea, as if they had grown wings, flew in all directions.
In addition, the sea tribe orcs who lost the sea have constant friction with humans in war.
A large number of human monks rushed to the southern part of the Weak Water Empire in the direction of the Lost Sea.