The group soon reached the peak of Zuo Mowei, and the sky on the road was very impatient, and Dugu was too slow to break the city before, so he was dragged and flew. The clothes were already tight and tight, and if it weren't for the good quality, they would almost be torn.

There is no distinction between guests and hosts, after entering the main hall, they turn into the side hall with soundproofing prohibitions, and everyone sits down at will.

The great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, who was also the foreign affairs elder of the Deacon Hall, was no better than Mu Qingsong who had just been promoted to Yuan Ying, and there were no young disciples in the Qi refining period on the peak. Only Zuo Mo is his two disciples of the Jindan period, and there are several disciples of the foundation building.

The Firmament Sword Sect has always been based on hard work and simplicity, and it is not happy to have a set of tones served by countless attendants. Of course, there are also old monsters like Yuanwu, who use the disciples as current people or tools to warm the bed.

No one served tea and wine, only his old man did it himself, Zuo Mowei took out a thing from the storage ring with a smile, and quickly burned some good mountain springs. Anyway, the people present definitely didn't pay attention to any tea ceremony, and brewed directly with boiling water.

Tea is good tea, Dugu Pocheng can't care about being too hot, smelling the fragrance in his mouth, he took the cup and poured a full water, and by the way, he added two more boiling waters.

I really haven't drunk some decent water for many years, and in the first few hundred years, I could still drink some water with fishy mud and rice residues, but then I didn't even have that. Not to mention that there is a strong aura in this tea, which quenches thirst and is hot to drink.

Changkong was not satisfied, and shouted: "Always take some tea to fool people, what about wine, what about dishes?" ”

Zhao Jinglong immediately took out a delicate plate from his storage ring and placed two large bunches of red and purple spirit grapes.

"No matter how little grape it is, I can eat much better spiritual fruit than this in the mountains."

Dugu Pocheng took advantage of the fact that the sky was still calculating, three times and two times, four or five grapes in one mouthful, and swallowed them quickly after chewing them twice.

He has very good eyesight, there are only one hundred and twenty-seven grapes in total, and four people are not much, so it is better to hurry up and strike first.

Zuo Mowei touched the well-trimmed mustache on his chin, smiled slightly, and thought to himself that this newly advanced Yuan Infant Daoist seemed to have really run out of that mountain depression. The accent is a bit weird, but it's not easy to speak human words.

"Dugu Daoyou, Zuo is very puzzled, why did you go to the sect of my Firmament Sword Sect to cross the Thunder Tribulation, dare to ask where you are from?"

Dugu Pocheng thought about it, and was a little undecided, should he tell the truth, or learn from Zhu Ziling and Zhong Zhen to talk nonsense?

But he didn't think long before he decided to be honest, he really didn't do this kind of nonsense. It's not good that it will be exposed in two sentences, but it will make people feel disgusted, and the gains outweigh the losses.

He swallowed the grapes in his mouth, took two sips of tea, sat upright and said with emotion: "Brother Zuo, if you talk about it seriously, the story is long, I will pick some key things to talk about casually." I think everyone is a cultivator, and they are kind enough to help me bear the thunder and thunder in the sky, so don't come to some hypocrisy, tell the truth. Alas, it's hard to put into words. ”

He paused and said: "I have been practicing since I was a child, and my talent is still acceptable, and one day I advanced to the point where no one in the entire continent could reach it, and suddenly all the heavens, earth, trees, people, and animals around me disappeared, leaving me alone in a void. After cultivating in this void for almost a few hundred years, he suddenly found that the aura in his body was surging, and there was some movement above the void, so he kicked the sky and ran out like this. As soon as it came out, it hit the thunder squarely, which was really infuriating! ”

The other three, including Changkong, pondered the meaning of his words. Although Dugu Pocheng's words were not very particular, they were very clear and understood.

He is not from Zhongtianzhou, nor is he from the Southern and Western Regions, nor is he a wild man from the islands of the East China Sea or any ravine.

This man came from another world.

In other words: he soared.

A few people suddenly had a very strange feeling, almost a little fluttering, and suddenly a lot of pride swelled up.

Who doesn't look forward to ascension, everyone feels that they are at the bottom of the nine heavens, slowly boiling from mortals to the primordial infancy, and then hoping that one day they can turn into gods and finally ascend to the upper realm.

Unexpectedly, there is a mountain and a mountain low, for this Dugu Pocheng, they are the people of the upper realm.

This person comes from a lower realm.

Listening to Dugu's tone of breaking the city, the Jindan period is about the peak of that small world, and due to the rules of the Heavenly Dao, this Dugu Daoist can't even see the surrounding heaven and earth. After surviving for hundreds of years, they advanced to the Yuan Infant Stage, and then they flew to their "upper realm".

Looking at Dugu Pocheng with infinite sympathy, Zhao Jinglong sighed, "It's really not easy for you, the place you came to has the highest cultivation in the Jindan stage." In our place, you belong to the Yuanying Monk, and there is the Avatar Ancestor above. ”

Dugu Pocheng was shocked, he was called an ancestor for I don't know how many years, and now he has been downgraded.

"Can't I be an ancestor in the future, forget it, let's talk about it when it comes to the god transformation period you said later, it won't always be a weak primordial infancy."

Zuo Mowei and Zhao Jinglong suddenly gasped and were speechless. Your tone is not small, you have never seen the world in a small place, can it be so easy to reach the god transformation period? Besides, the Yuan Infant Stage is not weak at all, and there are only about thirty people in the entire Firmament Sword Sect.

This time, Changkong nodded in agreement, "I see that your kid can become a god ancestor in the future." ”

He thought about it, and he didn't think what this man said was bragging. He soared alone in the entire continent, and he was the number one master in the world, and it was nothing if he had a loud voice.

Changkong nodded, patted Dugu Pocheng's shoulder, and slapped his whole person to the ground.

"You're a powerful person, so you're in that small place, and you're the only one who has come to your cultivation and ascended to us?"

Dugu Pocheng bared his teeth in pain, and removed the hand that was resting on his shoulder, "Brother Bird, your strength is really a little bigger, another day when I reach the god transformation period, I will compete with you again, now let's not do it casually." If my shoulder is broken, I have to reconnect the bones, and I don't have any elixirs to heal the wounds. ”

changed the person, probably to say that the seniors were merciful, and Changkong smiled. This nether man is interesting and straightforward.

He has always been very fond of those who are full of scheming, and he always can't figure out what the hell people are doing, or it is more pleasant to deal with those who go straight.

Zuo Mowei smiled slightly, his head was a little higher than usual, like the style of an upper realm monk, but unfortunately this Dugu Daoist friend was too tall, and he was slightly shorter than ordinary people, and he could only look at people's chins when he raised his head.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"I've always wanted to ask, why do you call me a Taoist friend, and I'm not a Taoist, but a practitioner. We can talk about our teeth by age, ouch, I don't remember how old I am, forget it. Your cultivation is higher than mine, and I suffer a loss, so I still call you Brother Zuo. ”

I really can't talk to a nether hillbilly like you, Zuo Mowei had no choice but to explain the local rules thoroughly. (To be continued.) )