Chapter 652: A Little Sect with No Ones

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However, Meteor also has inconvenient places, he can't get infinitely bigger, there are too many people to sit down, and it is a little crowded to sit for four or five people. The two of them were just right, one in front of the other, one in front of the other, and the other with his divine sense to pay attention to the movements around him.

After learning the "Great Freedom and Purity Formula", Zhong Zhen can recite as long as he is organic. If she meets the Pure Yang Ancestor or someone from the Immortal Tower, this thing is her killer move.

As the sun set that evening, the meteor was tired of flying, so it stopped and floated leisurely. He was mixed in with a bunch of other ordinary clouds, reflecting red all over, pretending to be a sunset.

Dugu Pocheng, who was originally on guard, saw Zhong Zhen slowly open his eyes, his tense face relaxed, and he said to her with a smile: "Seeing that you are so quick to spend all your time cultivating, you don't need to be so nervous, with me!" ”

"It's likely that we're going to deal with the Avatar Ancestor." Zhong Zhen said slowly.

She raised her head and looked at the colorful glow in the sky, thinking that it was really beautiful, if she could be with the meteor every day and wander around without any obstacles, that little day would be more beautiful than the sunset in front of her.

"Didn't we think of a solution, we're just bait, don't we have a bitter tea great Zen master to suppress the formation. Besides, there are meteors, as long as you make a few moves, you can run, what are you afraid of. ”

"Brother Pocheng, I didn't expect you to be able to give advice!"

This time's plan is Dugu's idea to break the city.

Dugu Pocheng said unconvinced: "What is this called, I am also a person who has been a general and an emperor, I am not good at other things, and I can still deal with the march and war." ”

"Well, I can't do this, although I know how to set traps and figure out people's hearts, but I am not good at fighting. At the beginning, I was guarding a small hill in the swamp, and I was afraid that my soldiers would be killed by my blind command. Only Master Zhu is proficient in everything. ”

Dugu Pocheng snorted, "What does it mean to be proficient in everything, his cultivation is so poor." ”

Zhong Zhen smiled lightly, deliberately teasing him, and continued: "I can't blame him, he has a three-spirit root body, and the person in front of him is a loose cultivator, and no one teaches the orthodox way of cultivation. He has accumulated a lot of money, and he has refined his foundation first, and he will still be able to catch up with you in the future. ”

Dugu Pocheng raised his head, "I don't believe he will be better than me!" ”

"That's not necessarily, cultivating immortals is very particular about the perception of the Heavenly Dao, you can show me one of your perceptions."

Dugu Pocheng was dumbfounded for a long time, and said stupidly: "Although I don't know what Heavenly Dao Perception is, but in the past, in the Qiankun Mirror, I often had a flash of inspiration, and I was promoted to a higher level inexplicably. In the future, he will definitely suddenly become a god ancestor. ”

Zhong Zhen no longer jokes, facing what mood troubles he will have if he talks too much. With the character that Dugu can throw away everything in the city, this possibility is very small, but it has to be guarded against.

For example, she herself, in the face of Xinghua Ancestor, always feels that she lacks confidence. I feel like I'm probably wrong about anything.

There are too many smart people in this world.

However, she secretly said that it doesn't matter if you are not very smart, people who think they are smart are often stupid. There is no omission of others, and the last thing that is missed is oneself.

The lesson from the past is Zhu Ziling.

In addition, the inch is long, the ruler is short, and Dugu Pocheng is the "inch" that seems very short but is actually very long.

Zhong Zhen said with a smile: "Brother Pocheng, I have always thought that you are a cultivation genius, let alone turning into a god, in the future, you can also refine the void, merge with the body, Mahayana, and finally become an immortal!" ”

Dugu Pocheng snorted again, "It's very perfunctory to listen to, you and Zhu Ziling always love to tease me." Why do I always feel that there is some tacit understanding between the two of you that I don't understand? You can immediately understand what he did, and what you think, he can probably guess it. ”

Zhong Zhen blinked, "Because I am like brothers and sisters with him." ”

"What about me?"

"You and him are also good brothers, good brothers trust each other and take care of each other, drink wine and eat meat."

"Wine ......" Dugu Pocheng heard the word wine, as if he had a sour mouth, and couldn't help but want to drink it, and immediately forgot the previous unhappiness.

Facing Dugu Pocheng's longing eyes, Zhong Zhen was helpless, took out the small turquoise gourd and threw it to him.

Not much wine.

"Take two sips less, save it for reiki when it matters."

"Hmm."

After Dugu Pocheng agreed, he hurriedly brought the little gourd to his mouth and drank a big sip, like a burning wine sliding through his throat and falling into his stomach with boiling hot air, he was suddenly comfortable. It's just that after drinking it, he looked at the little gourd reluctantly, and was extremely reluctant to return it to Zhong Zhen.

This idiot, I really can't do anything about him. Zhong Zhen waved her hand with a gentle smile, "You can take it, it can be regarded as the reward for your help this time." ”

"Hey, really. Hello anyway! Dugu Pocheng did not hesitate to put away the wine gourd happily. He remembered the matter at the moment, "By the way, how far is the Pure Lotus Sect?" ”

"Almost, we'll have to be careful from this point on."

......

On the top of three or five hills, which are not too high, several simple but still majestic bluestone palaces have been built, and two of them have collapsed by more than half. Although the remaining ones did not collapse, there were many crows perched on the cornices.

The crows, who love scavenging, make a terrible cry of "quack" from time to time, revealing infinite desolation and weirdness in the silence of the mountain.

Not far from the palace, there are some ordinary wooden attics, which look a little old. There are also some fields near the mountain, where many worthless spirit grasses or spirit valleys are planted.

The fields have been left untended for a long time.

This is a small immortal cultivator, but there is no one.

It was early autumn, and it was not as cold as Zhongtianzhou in the Southern Regions, but the leaves on the mountains fell a lot.

Mu Qingsong, who was dressed in a green shirt, stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, made a rustling sound, and climbed up the mountain step by step.

He didn't fly, probably because he was used to climbing mountains when he saw them, whether it was the mountain in front of him or the mountain in his heart, he was climbing in his own way.

This time, he came to find out how the disciples of the Pure Lotus Sect died?

The bluestone palace is very strong, although it is a small sect, it has survived for many years, so the materials used in the palace have not cut corners. The stone slabs are all engraved with formations that absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, although this formation is not as good as the large array that uses spirit stones to urge, but it will not be so easy to break.

At least most of the sides will not be knocked off by a seventh-order demon beast with one palm, and the broken stone slabs are very even, each piece is only the size of a fist.

This is the means of the transformation period.

There was dried blood on the ground, but there were no broken corpses. Mu Qingsong looked up at the crow that was disturbed by him but hovered and refused to leave, and sighed deeply, about the corpse was pecked by the crow.

"That's not right!"

There are no half bones in the entire sect, even if they are pecked by crows, they will definitely leave bones! It should have been someone who had already come, and destroyed the corpses, but forgot to erase most of the traces of the collapsed palace.

Mu Qingsong checked carefully, but he still paid attention to the movements around him. It was indeed a bit risky to come this time, so I avoided the last destroyed Immortal Cultivation City, and instead came to this inconspicuous small sect.

Someone!

He hurriedly reined in his breath and hid himself behind a large tree, leaving behind a small defensive array that isolated his divine sense. (To be continued.) )