Chapter Twenty-Four: Shi Yun of the Shi Clan, Immortal Body Cultivator
"Solidarity?"
Dao Tianjun didn't understand, even if the person who touched it could tell the secret to the other party without any worries?
Is there really such a strange unity?
"Then why do you want to make a move, how can you ...... if you are united," Dao Tianjun said his question.
Listen to Dao Tianjun's name.
Fu Xuan didn't entangle, obviously accepted it, and answered Dao Tianjun's doubts softly.
"They plan to hand you over to one person, I don't want to fight so much, in the end I won, you stay by my side, how about Xiao Junzi unhappy."
"Happy." Dao Tianjun nodded.
This statement is not a lie.
After all, Fu Xuan fought so that he didn't want to hand over to someone who was likely to be a stranger, which was obviously for his own good, and it was good to be able to think about himself.
But soon Dao Tianjun's words changed, he thought of something, and said weakly, "Can the wonderful old man tell me who that person is." ”
He said and looked at Fu Xuan with strange eyes, as if he had guessed something.
"I don't know who it is." Fu Xuan glanced at Dao Tianjun, "But one thing can be understood, that person is definitely stronger than me." ”
"Better than the strange old man? What about the comparison with the Fire Emperor? ”
Dao Tianjun asked.
"It's also stronger than the Fire Emperor, and it's not a little bit stronger, how about Xiaojunzi, surprised, not surprised." Fu Xuan replied very straightforwardly, smiling.
He was as out of tune as ever.
Suddenly, Fu Xuan looked at Dao Tianjun unexpectedly, he was walking in the opposite direction of Fu Xuan's walk.
"What are you doing?"
Dao Tianjun didn't look back.
I could only hear Dao Tianjun's words.
"I'm going back and getting them to take back their agreement with you."
“3@#¥%#¥%……&¥%……”
Fu Xuan kicked it directly.
However, Dao Tianjun seemed to have eyes behind his back, and Xiao Man's waist twisted, and he easily dodged it.
"I knew you would have this hand." Dao Tianjun turned his head and raised his eyebrows and said.
"Don't be poor, come with me to a place."
How could Fu Xuan not know that Dao Tianjun was also teasing himself, and waved his hand and said.
Hear the words.
Dao Tianjun smiled and walked over.
He is not a person who has to rely on the past when he sees a strong person, this strange old man is as strong as he is, and he is good to himself, the most important thing is that he can't see through his body, if he changes to a stronger one, Dao Tianjun can't guarantee that he won't be seen through.
So it's good now.
The figures of two people disappeared into the mountains and forests.
Faintly, the voices of the two could be heard echoing throughout the area.
"By the way, today your identity is the little desolate master of the human race, your status is respected, don't embarrass me when you go out."
"Throw a banana peel, I say Tianjun is handsome and tall, and the most important thing is that he hangs big, who dares to disagree...... Hey, by the way, what is the little wasteland? ”
"The little wasteland lord is an identity in the wasteland, and the leader of the younger generation in the wasteland will inevitably become a giant in the future......"
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Beneath the peaks, a calm and fertile land.
The small bridge flows, the willows are still in place, the ancient pavilion courtyard stands, there are four seasons of plants growing in the courtyard, blooming at the same time, beautiful, quiet and peaceful.
There was not a single strife, no noise, it was so quiet that it was so far away that no one lived there, it was not a wasteland.
"Reiki liquid."
Dao Tianjun looked at the small flowing water and his eyes widened.
The rolling aura, this small river turned out to be transformed by aura, and the reason why the plants of the four seasons bloomed together was because there was a miracle medicine here, a few magic medicines that could run.
Looking at those few magic medicines, Dao Tianjun's eyes turned red.
Gotta get, gotta get.
He screamed in his heart.
"Don't pay attention to my magic medicine, or be careful that I turn my face and don't recognize people."
Fu Xuan's voice came directly, and he was giving Dao Tianjun a preventive shot.
"Is this your home, old man?" Dao Tianjun was very surprised when he heard the meaning of Fu Xuan's words.
Immediately, he smiled shyly, "Old man, I'm not your Daoist's clan, aren't yours mine." ”
Hearing this, Fu Xuan glanced at him.
"Don't pretend, I don't know what you're thinking about, I'll give you the magic medicine, but you can't move here."
Fu Xuan stepped into the courtyard, and there was an ancient pavilion in the courtyard.
The fairy herbs are fragrant and fragrant, the aura is compelling, and the colorful aurora is faintly formed, dreamy and beautiful.
"Old man, are you going to introduce the patriarch to me?" Dao Tianjun spoke out and guessed the intention.
Fu Xuan bowed, he didn't speak.
The footsteps are as gentle as a mortal walking in this quiet place, for such a place, it is really difficult for people to rise in impatience, and some are as calm as water.
Come to the ancient pavilion.
Fu Xuan spoke, and he glanced at Dao Tianjun behind him.
"This place is called the Eternal Life Pavilion......"
Creak.
The door opened, and it was impossible to imagine what the interior of this seemingly quaint and even somewhat dilapidated pavilion was like.
It's too ethereal and unreal.
The fairy aura inside is swirling, hazy out of the dust, the ethereal gas seems to be able to make people instantly feather into immortals, like enough legendary fairy energy, the pavilion is very large, like a new world, everywhere is white.
In the center, there is a jade bed that rises and falls.
There was a beautiful woman on the bed, she was elegant and vulgar, as if she had a light spirit, and her face was very beautiful.
If you want to let Dao Tianjun describe it.
That is the Book of Poetry, written by Wei Feng Shuoren, "The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, and the head of the mantis is like an eyebrow." ”
"Old man, you took me to see the patriarch, didn't I say that you would take me to spy on your daughter-in-law."
Dao Tianjun spoke.
Burst......
Fu Xuan almost didn't stand firm, what kind of.
"She is your patriarch, my wife Shi Yun."
Without waiting for Dao Tianjun to speak, Fu Xuan slowly walked towards the stone bed, and at the same time, his voice spread from the front and reached his ears.
"Remember that she is the patriarch of your Shi Yun lineage, one of the few remaining clansmen of the Stone Clan in the Wasteland, and at the same time she cultivates one of the twelve immortal bodies, the cultivator of the immortal body."
Listen to this sentence.
Dao Tianjun's breath stagnated.
The words in Fu Xuan's mouth, he is familiar with them, what is recorded in Emperor Ba's novels!
Not to mention other immortal bodies, he is no stranger to immortal bodies, and Li Qiye, the king of eternal force, has inadvertently cultivated a great immortal body.
This kind of immortal body is one of the most difficult of the twelve immortal bodies to cultivate.
It is even really necessary to say that the immortal body is the most difficult to cultivate, because it requires time and perseverance, which is not at all something that ordinary people can endure, even if it is an eternal king, he has not been able to find a target to cultivate.
Wait, Dao Tianjun's expression changed drastically.
He got too much information from this sentence from Fu Xuan's mouth.
The amount of information contained is too large.
One of them is that the wasteland has the cultivation method of the Twelve Immortal Immortal Body?!
If that's the case, it's terrifying.
If someone persists in the immortal body, then the essence of the wasteland, when I think of this Tianjun, my expression changes again and again, it is unimaginable......
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