"The peak of the three or five calamities of the body casting mirror is complete? Pseudo-Casting Realm Monk? Is there any such division in the Casting Realm? How I've never heard of it. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yun Huanhuan was surprised, this had completely subverted her cognition, not only had she never heard of it, but there was no similar record in the Inheritance Crystal. There are only three calamities and five tribulations in the ancient martial arts cultivation path, and Yun Huanhuan is not sure if this has any connection?

"The path to immortality that he created, how can you all get a glimpse of it?" Every time the black giant true spirit talked about this "him", it looked lonely and sad, and its eyes were full of reminiscence.

Yun Huanhuan had doubts, and Zhao Yunfan also had a lot of questions, how much vitality could be used in his body, he knew that it was only one-tenth of the mid-stage consummation realm of the "Cultivation Realm" of the Heavens and the Second Heaven. But this one-tenth is definitely equivalent to the total amount of vitality in the body of a monk in the early stage of the "cultivation realm" of stepping on the sky. But now, it is called the Body Casting Mirror by the black giant true spirit in front of him, and the Three or Five Tribulations Casting Body Realm is in the realm of perfection.

Zhao Yunfan and Yun Huanhuan thought about it here, and they couldn't do anything. The black giant true spirit over there didn't wait, and had already urged: "You don't have to fight hard with it, just grab what they want to take, lead them here, and give the rest to the deity." ”

"Yes, the deity will let this little girl doll leave with you safely, and then give you three life-saving methods as a reward, and the deity will not take advantage of you Terran juniors. But if you can't, the choice is yours on whether you come back and die by yourself or run away alone. The black true spirit paused slightly, as if thinking of something, and added.

Zhao Yunfan, whose thoughts were pulled back to reality, flashed his eyes and asked, "If I can do it, sign the True Spirit Blood Contract!" ”

"No, if the deity is inherited first, unless a human monk says what the deity is called, it is absolutely impossible." The black giant true spirit had begun to get impatient, and I didn't know if the "Langhua Water Pavilion" in its mouth was urgent, or if Zhao Yunfan's bargaining had annoyed it.

Zhao Yunfan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and finally compromised: "Three ways to save your life, and answer me three more questions." ”

He wanted to know what the "Three World Treasures" and "One Gasification and Three Clears" in the black beast's mouth had to do with each other, and he also wanted to ask how much he knew about the attached Yuan Stone.

One is related to whether this world is related to Zhao Yunfan's previous life, which may also unlock the secret of his rebirth. The other involved the Attachment Stone, for whom his life was at stake. As for the question of asking for one more question, it is actually a backup.

Unexpectedly, the black giant true spirit agreed and made a guarantee. "As long as the deity knows, he will know everything."

Half an hour later, at the edge of the cold and bleak swamp forest, a small black beast strolled out, it looked up at the hills in the southwest direction, and then turned back to the direction of the swamp and said: "Uncle Ben will send you here, you lead those Wu family monks here, as long as they all step into the swamp, the task will be completed." ”

Zhao Yunfan raised his hand to separate the dwarf thorns that covered the road, slowly walked out, and replied: "Can't let Huanhuan suffer any harm, otherwise, I will definitely not let you go." ”

"Shout! Still threatening Uncle Ben? The little black beast had a cocked tail, raised eyebrows, and a very joking tone. Then he waved his paws and replied lazily: "Forget it, don't worry too much about you, don't worry, she won't lose a single hair." ”

Zhao Yunfan got the reply, didn't say more, and jumped directly to the southwest, and in just a moment, he was already a hundred zhang away. The little black beast that stayed in place: "Hey.." After a few sounds, it didn't stop Zhao Yunfan, it muttered to itself a little sadly: "If that Terran female doll loses her own hair, how can it be counted?" It's not good, it's too much to say. ”

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After turning over a desolate hill, Zhao Yunfan came to the shallow lake in the valley where he had passed, and he was not sure if the Wu family monks still had this place, so he was always vigilant.

The road was smooth, but Zhao Yunfan didn't find anything abnormal, he flowed through the shallow lake, and then over the hills on the southwest side of the valley, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

Behind the hill is a plain of meadow, empty as far as the eye can see. It is covered with all kinds of plants, all of which are low and yellow, as if it is autumn here.

This made Zhao Yunfan sigh with emotion, and was surprised that Daojingtian not only has many landforms, but also has four seasons between regions.

Although the grassland scenery in late autumn is beautiful, it is not attractive to Zhao Yunfan at this time, and the purpose of his visit is not to enjoy the beautiful scenery, so after opening his eyes and looking around, Zhao Yunfan soon noticed a strange place on the grassland.

According to the hint of the black giant true spirit, combined with the topographic map recorded on the small scroll of animal skin in Qiao Qiankuang's storage bag, Zhao Yunfan had already determined that this was the destination.

Zhao Yunfan bent down and stood, sneaking among the dense withered yellow bushes, the withered yellow plants tumbling on both sides like waves, and then gradually closing in, leaving no trace.

After sneaking for dozens of miles in the withered yellow bushes, Zhao Yunfan stopped, he half-knelt and half-squatted, and stretched out his hand to remove the withered grass in front of him, revealing a blank space outside.

The empty space the size of a li, the soil is soft, but not a single weed grows, only in the very center, there is a delicate courtyard. The courtyard is surrounded by a fence that is not waist-high, and there is a small river two feet wide outside the fence, and the river water surrounds the courtyard, without beginning and end, but it flows strangely quietly.

On the side of the courtyard facing Zhao Yunfan, there are two wooden arch bridges with railings, the arch bridges span the river and the two places, looking at its shape, it should be the main entrance of the courtyard. In the small courtyard surrounded by rivers and fences, there seems to be a house made of green bamboo, which is not real, and the whole courtyard should be shrouded in a thin layer of white mist.

Langhua Water Pavilion! Zhao Yunfan knew it in his heart, and he knew that he had found the right place, and there were more than 100 Wu family monks standing in front of the arch bridge to corroborate it.

At this moment, these Wu family monks standing in front of the arch bridge are in a strange posture, they line up one by one, stretch out their hands on the shoulders of their predecessors, and move forward step by step, and at the front of the line, there are already several Wu family monks stepping on the arch bridge.

Zhao Yunfan frowned when he saw this scene, he couldn't understand what these Wu family monks in black suits were doing, more than a hundred Wu family monks lined up in a long line, pacing slowly step by step, and they all looked under great pressure, and a few of them even had their legs trembling.

Zhao Yunfan can't understand it, and he doesn't need to understand it, how can he easily miss such a great opportunity. He shot directly out of the grass, the water pattern sword was already in his hand, and the vitality was surging violently in his body, only forty or fifty zhang away, Zhao Yunfan came in an instant.

Zhao Yunfan strode and let out a "rustle.." The sound of the Wu family monk looked back when he heard the voice, the cold light of the water pattern sword flickered, and he turned his head and closed his eyes, however, this Wu family monk never had a chance to open his eyes again.

The head kept flying, like a ball of yarn thrown into the air, and the water-patterned sword in Zhao Yunfan's hand slashed and stabbed repeatedly, and the monks of the Wu family kept falling to the ground one after another like cutting wheat.

Zhao Yunfan killed more than ten people in the rear of the team, chaotic and noisy, and finally made the Wu family monks in front react, they first broke away from the team and scattered, and then each grabbed his weapon, gestured and waved, and began to disperse tacitly, trying to surround Zhao Yunfan.

However, Zhao Yunfan would definitely not fight hard with more than a hundred Body Casting Realm cultivators, even if he didn't have Yun Huanhuan as a burden, the only vitality left in his body was not enough for him to spend so wantonly, so he had no chance of winning. Therefore, before the Wu family monks surrounded him, Zhao Yunfan turned around sharply and fled among the dry grass that was more than one person tall when he came and went.

The advantage in numbers could not make up for the strength and weakness between individuals, Zhao Yunfan's speed was much higher than that of a group of Casting Body Realm cultivators of the Wu family, and he easily got rid of the encirclement and retreated into the grass again, disappearing without a trace.

Zhao Yunfan conceived well, the Casting Body Realm monk did not have a divine soul perception, and even if he did, he could not release it in the Dao Mirror Heaven, he wanted to use the continuous dry grass like a sea as a shield, and then calmly wander away from it, killing the Wu family monks one by one.

When Zhao Yunfan escaped into the grass, there was a group of Wu family monks who wanted to pursue, but they were immediately stopped by a Wu family monk with thinning hair and an age that seemed to have reached the age of not being confused. The old man was dressed in gray clothes, stepped on bast shoes, and shouted: "Don't chase, collect the corpses, and line up the battle formation to prevent another sneak attack!" ”

After speaking, the old man in gray clothes and linen shoes also looked back at the arched bridge in front of the courtyard, on which six or seven Wu family monks had turned into "meat cakes", like a puddle of broken bones and rotten meat, attached to the wooden arch bridge and bridge deck.

"Wu... Wu Jiaoxi, this person is the monk of the Reflecting Moon Star Xiaotian Sect who sneaked up on us before, I know him! A monk of the Wu family, who was wearing strange knee-length boots, said respectfully to the old man in gray clothes and linen shoes.

"Is that him?" The old man in gray and linen shoes followed the sound and asked with a frown.

"It's him, he's turned to ashes, and I'm too.."

"Enough!" The old man in gray and linen shoes directly interrupted him impatiently to continue, and then scolded sternly: "Useless thing, three people kill monks of the same realm together, and two dead and one injured, waste!" How did you come up with the idea of letting you explore the way before? ”

This Wu family monk wearing strange knee-length boots was the person who had his feet amputated by Zhao Yunfan halfway up the mountainside before, he showed a look of resentment at the moment, and just wanted to justify, but was pulled by another Wu family monk beside him, shook his head at him, and asked respectfully: "Then Wu Jiaoxi, this person has been snooping on the side, how can we get in?" ”

Wu Jiaoxi had a sparse gray beard under his jaw, stared at the undulating "ocean" of dry grass and replied: "Chasing? Can't chase! He must have entered the Heavenly Gate earlier than us, and after waiting for a while, he will be rejected by Dao Jingtian, and at that time, it will not be too late for us to enter the small courtyard again. ”

"You first gathered the corpses of your fellow clansmen and recovered your strength quietly, you have already lost twenty clansmen, and you can't make any more mistakes. Otherwise, the gate of the treasure house will not be allowed to enter, and the importance of this matter to the clan must have been informed before coming to the Heavenly Gate. The small polar realm is not as good as the star field, isn't it just casual and can break through the gate of heaven at any time, let's wait for the next time the Ascending Immortal Pavilion opens the gate of heaven, and the clan will wait? Is the Supreme Elder waiting? ”

"It's about the prosperity of the family, it's about the prosperity and continuation of the family, even if we are all buried here, we also have to take out the things and send them back to the family, they..." Wu Jiaoxi, who was dressed in gray and bast shoes, pointed to the more than ten corpses of the Wu family who had been moved to one place on the ground, and continued: "Where they died, for the sake of the family, for the relatives and friends in the clan, what choice do you make?" ”

After a short silence, someone took the lead in speaking, his tone was full of firmness and perseverance, and he shouted in a low voice: "It's nothing more than a blood, a life." ”

One blood, one life! The ordinary six words did not have much inspirational implication, but they ignited the hearts of the hundred and ten Wu family monks present, and the death and sorrow of the same clan were easily washed away, leaving only persistent faith.

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