After drying her pants with a spell, Wei Yuning still had to follow Zhi Wen.

The volcanic eruptions of the planet Earth have completely stopped, and the active volcano that was smoking at the beginning has completely lost its vitality after the last downpour.

The magma pools in the valley have also solidified, and many new improvised barracks have appeared on them, and the giant magic circle that envelops the entire valley has long since been restored to its original state.

General Wan's residence was located at the highest point of the new city, where the most elite Heavenly Soldiers and a group of high-ranking monks were stationed, all of whom were masters above the distraction period.

In a golden-colored hall with four dragons swallowing the spine, Wei Yuning once again saw Wan Jun, the commander of the Demon Slayer Army.

After Zhi sent Wei Yuning to the gate of the main hall, she left in a hurry.

Wei Yuning slowly entered, secretly looking at the monk beside Wan Jun.

There are three people in total, all of them are wide robes and wide sleeves, and they are extraordinary.

A man with a face as black as charcoal, a head with horns, a tall and stout body, yellow-brown pupils, and a ruthless appearance, Wei Yuning didn't need to guess to know that this was the black dragon of the true dragon clan, and compared with the mixed-race black dragon clan in Beast King City, it showed more of the characteristics of the beast clan.

The other looked even more peculiar, close to three meters tall, with a slender body, like a bamboo pole, and his body exuded a thick blood qi, which was as hot as a flame. Compared with his peculiar figure, his appearance can be regarded as handsome, except that his face is a little long, the most conspicuous feature is a pair of unusually beautiful sword eyebrows. The sword-shaped eyebrows added a lot of luster to the otherwise plain face, and also diverted the attention of outsiders from his aggressive momentum to his handsomeness.

Wei Yuning's heart was beating wildly, this thin bamboo pole seemed to be an eight-armed old immortal, the ancestor of the Shenwu Sect, the ancestor of the unlucky ghost cloud dragon.

The third monk is the most normal, and the image of the immortal in Wei Yuning's heart is very consistent, the middle-aged monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, holding the dust in his hand, the Taoist rhyme on his body is like substance, the glow is faint, the only thing that is a little strange is that he is wearing a blue-green hat.

When Wei Yuning walked in front of the three of them, the immortal wearing a green hat first spoke up and praised: "This child's body is very transparent, and his future is limitless!"

Even if there are many differences in realms between monks, it is difficult to judge the accurate cultivation if it is not directly touched and perceived. Above the Jindan stage and even in the Yuan Infant stage, Lingyun was deliberately restrained, and even mortal monks could not distinguish it.

However, if the difference in realms is too great, the high-level monks can still detect most of the information of the low-level monks through various signs, after all, the high-level monks have also cultivated step by step from the low-level monks.

"Of course, Wei Bi will be a genius of the Flesh Divine Consciousness cultivator!" Wan Jun said with a smile.

An unnatural smile appeared on Wei Yuning's face, he was a flesh monk, everyone knew it, but the identity of the divine consciousness monk was only known to the people on the Xiansuo, it seemed that someone in the Xiansuo had informed Wan Jun of the news, I don't know if it was Ji Qiuhe who said it, or if Zhi Wu got it from the mouth of the dragon girl and others.

"General Wan, what are you looking for me?" Wei Yuning didn't squint, deliberately ignoring the three immortals.

Wan Jun laughed and said: "Last time you told me that you were a disciple of the Shenwu Sect, I felt familiar at the time, and then I remembered that the eight-armed brother is also a monk of the Shenwu Sect, or one of the ancestors!

Wei Yuning said in his heart: "Don't worry about this unlucky fate!"

Following the direction of Wan Jun's finger, Wei Yuning saw the gentle smile of the eight-armed old immortal. After he hesitated for a moment, he immediately bowed down and saluted, and said respectfully: "The ancestor is above, the younger generation Wei Zhuang has saluted you, I wish the ancestor 'immortal blessings and eternal enjoyment, longevity and Tianqi'!"

"Haha, okay, okay, get up!" The eight-armed old immortal stood still, raised his long arm slightly, and reached out to gently help Wei Yuning up, "Although you are a late entry to the Shenwu Sect, but the Shenwu Sect only has brothers, no predecessors and juniors, so you can't call me ancestor, or call me senior brother according to the rules of the door, when I was in the sect, my name was 'Harrier in the clouds', and you can call me 'Senior Brother Harrier' in the future!"

Wei Yuning took advantage of the situation to stand up, bowed his hand again, and said, "Senior Brother Harrier!"

"Well, okay, Senior Brother Wei, do you have a door inner road number?" asked the eight-armed old immortal.

"Senior Brother Harrier, actually, no. The sect established the Little Shenwu Sect in the Black Dragon City of the Black Water Country, and Senior Brother Yunhe and others recruited disciples, and in a short period of time, there were more than 10,000 senior brothers, and there was no time to do this. Later, the spirit beast world was invaded by the dark clan, and some elite disciples went to Blue Iceland to practice in seclusion, while the remaining ordinary disciples went their own way. Because I happened to know a few fellow Daoists, and seeing that the spirit beast world could not stay for a long time, I escaped with them before the teleportation array to the starry sky was closed. Wei Yuning explained.

"Oh, I see, the Dao number is just a foreign object, a trivial matter!, but it's okay to come out, you are the first Shenwu Sect monk to become an Earth Immortal in the past thousand years, and you already have the strength to start a sect, even if the Shenwu Sect of the Spirit Beast World does not come out in the end, our Shenwu Sect will not break the inheritance!" The eight-armed old immortal didn't seem to have any blame for Wei Yuning's escape, and there seemed to be a sense of approval in his words.

Wei Yuning secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked tentatively, "Senior Brother Harrier, is there really no chance in the spirit beast world?"

Hearing this, the eight-armed old immortal smiled slightly, pointed to the cuckold immortal on the side, and said, "I don't know about this matter, you can ask this Da Luo Jin Immortal of the Immortal Realm, Lord Jumu, the right-hand man of the Blue Emperor!"

The Giant Wood Immortal was already kind and kind-eyed, and his words were even more like a spring breeze: "Eight-armed brother, don't be joking! Qingdi is only one of the four immortal kings of the fairy world, and he doesn't know the ins and outs of this matter, let alone me, a little minion! Brother Wei, the spirit beast world and the divine beast world are deeply involved, it is better to ask me about this divine beast deity, Lord Hellfire, haha!"

The Hellfire that Jumu said could only be the black dragon.

Hellfire was there with his eyes half-open and closed, but when he saw Jumu mention him, he rolled the whites of his yellowish eyes, shook his head and said, "I haven't been in contact with the Divine Beast Realm for a long time! Besides, I'm just an ordinary little dragon, and I have nothing to do with those noble Divine Beast Masters in the Divine Beast Realm!" Speaking of this, he glanced at Wei Yuning and continued: "However, this little friend seems to also have my dragon blood, I smelled it, it seems to be the breath of that old friend of the corundum dragon, what is your relationship with him?"

The tone of the final question was rather unkind, and it seemed that he didn't have a good relationship with that corundum dragon!