The silver moon in the sky faded quietly with time, and finally faded away.

The tranquility of the dark valley is not destined to be peaceful.

Two stout spiritual trees surrounded by several people began to intertwine and entangle from the half-waist branches, and finally merged into one.

There is a flat bulge several meters in diameter at the intertwined point that looks like a large knot.

On the raised platform, there was a black-clothed body sitting cross-legged, an old man, his head full of silver threads scattered at will unrestrained, his face was full of wrinkles, and a pair of eagle-like eyes were seven or eight points similar to the strange Xuanhuang powerhouse that Wu Chen had seen.

There was a rich twilight aura all over his body, and the dark gray Xuan power was exposed, and the unique power of the Xuan Emperor was undoubtedly revealed.

The old man in black took a deep breath of the aura around his body, but the aura entered the body but failed to transform the Xuan power into the body, as if it was spinning in the old man's body, and then swinging out and disappearing.

With a heavy sigh, the old man in black took a big mouth, and the gray power that was originally overflowing turned into a swimming dragon and went straight into the old man's mouth.

There is a faint sound of microwaves on the water surface, which seems to be a hidden dragon returning to the abyss.

The old man's face was as usual, but the old man who had no waves in his heart was secretly disappointed.

Regardless of the level of cultivation, ordinary monks absorb spiritual energy and refine it into Xuan Li, accumulating into stacks, and when it accumulates to a certain extent, it is a step forward through the threshold.

This is true for ordinary monks, but for him, for him, a Xuanhuang monk who should have turned into dust a long time ago, the ordinary absorption of spiritual energy to transform the Xuan Power is undoubtedly ascending to the sky.

The monk's physique is like a wine jar, and the mellow quality of the wine and the size of the wine jar are equivalent to the monk's degree of condensation of the mystical power.

The old man in the Xuan Empress period is naturally a big wine jar, but compared to other wine jars that can be continuously expanded, this wine jar of the old man in black is permanently blocked, and it cannot be expanded by half a millimeter, and it is useless to absorb more than one mouthful of Xuan power, but there are no chopsticks on a plate of delicacies, and every time the old man in black uses a trace of Xuan power, it takes several times and dozens of times to fill it.

The old man in black, who had long accepted or was accustomed to this state, did not try to forcibly incorporate the rich mystical power in the dense forest of the Dark Valley, his eyes turned and looked at the figure in Tsing Yi sitting in the same posture on a branch not far away.

He was a young monk, not handsome but attractive, with long black hair tied back with a blue silk.

"You're not a casual cultivator, you're from the Heavenly Dao Mansion, right?" The voice of the old man in black with an old face was as strong as a bronze bell, strong and powerful.

The man in Tsing Yi who closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly trembled in his heart, but on the surface, he was impermanent.

A pair of dark eyes were revealed, and the corners of his mouth chuckled: "Whether I am a casual cultivator or someone else, is it important to my seniors?"

The old man sneered and said, "It's really not important. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi was about to say a word or two, but he was silent in vain.

The body was filled with the unique coercion of the Xuanhuang powerhouse, and the coercion became greater and greater, so that the man in Tsing Yi needed to constantly gasp for breath and swallow the spiritual energy in the dense forest to barely maintain it.

In addition to the initial flash of panic, although the beads of sweat on his forehead were still falling, the man in Tsing Yi still had a smile on his face, a reluctant and embarrassing smile.

The old man in black didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, and the man in Tsing Yi had already highlighted two mouthfuls of thick blood one after another, and the smile on the corner of his mouth not only did not decrease, but became more and more intense.

With a "bang", the man in Tsing Yi fell down in a daze on the thick branches that were intertwined into a net.

Although the old man in black did not kill him, he did not show much mercy, just looking at the painless coercion just now, the man in Tsing Yi was seriously injured, and it hurt his heart.

The man in Tsing Yi, who still had palpitations, did not have half a point of resentment, after all, he found the other party first, no matter what, as long as he did not die, the task was already half completed, a big half.

After all, he was facing an old Xuanhuang who had lived for nearly hundreds of years, and his mind was uncertain, and he should have collapsed between heaven and earth a long time ago.

The man in Tsing Yi who originally took over this task

"Boy, you're lucky, I'm in a good mood today, spare your dog's life. ”

Of course, it will not be the good luck that saved the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi, who forcibly swallowed a mouthful of swelling up to his throat, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with his injuries, and bowed his hand to the old man in black in an orderly manner: "Thank you seniors for your mercy." ”

The tone was sincere, but he was really grateful, after all, even if he died, there were other things he would continue to accomplish so far.

The old man in black was expressionless and silent.

"What you say is true?"

The coercion that had been subdued suddenly reappeared, and even the previous three points surrounded the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi knew that even if he just said a wrong word, the good luck that the old man in black said would definitely cease to exist.

Fortunately, the man in Tsing Yi had expected it, and said in a fixed voice: "Seniors, rest assured, what I said below is true, but if there is a falsehood, the worthless life of the villain is at the disposal of the seniors, and the seniors should have noticed the difference between this dark valley and dense forest compared to before." ”

The old man in black did not reply, but the heart of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly relaxed, and the coercion around him had all dissipated.

When the man in Tsing Yi looked up at the old man in black again, the old man in black had quietly turned around, and his stiff back was undoubtedly exposed in front of the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in green clothes who was looking at the old man's back was thoughtful, and the old man in black who was facing the dense forest not far away was also thoughtful.

If you say the name of the man in Tsing Yi in Heavenly Dao City, I am afraid that few people will know, but in the hundred-mile area of Demon Horn Town, especially among the hundreds of thousands of scattered cultivators, I dare not say that the man in Tsing Yi is a well-known big man, but in Demon Horn Town, he is definitely the most popular.

There are many names of men in Tsing Yi, what is the first person in loose cultivation, what is the first sect master of loose cultivation, and the man in Tsing Yi who has been crowned with hope by thousands of scattered cultivators, his surname is Li Dan, and his name is a close word.

It's just that the relationship between Li Jin and the Heavenly Dao Mansion will be a secret story that shocks the scattered cultivation.

Not enough for outsiders either.

The silkworm chrysalis woven by the divine consciousness can block the prying eyes of the outside world on Wu Chen, but it will not block Wu Chen's six views of divine consciousness, and the words between the old man and the hairpin man Wu Chen are almost seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

There must be a heavy treasure emerging in the dense forest of the dark valley, this is Wu Chenyi's guess and judgment based on his own travel from the restaurant next to the Devil's Horn Mountain to the present, and it can attract the Xuanhuang monk to appear, and he is not the only one who comes to the Xuanhuang monk, and with the disappeared Xuanhuang beast, Wu Chen also has a rough guess in his heart.

It's just that Wu Chen doesn't plan to set foot on this troubled water, and with his current small body, he will be strong with a few Xuanhuang monks, what is the difference between this and meat buns and dogs?