The demon domain invaded the human world, and the demons that came out except for a small part of the Xuanyuan Hill warriors killed, most of the remaining stronger demons were all under Lu Yao's sword, and all of them returned to nothingness.

And Jinyun now looked at Lu Yao, who was showing clouds and mist in the distance, revealing his true face, and immediately became a little stunned.

The person sat in the clouds, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, although he was dressed simply, he had a charm born from it, and that's it, but more importantly, Jinyun knew this person.

The white-robed Taoist in this cloud was none other than the guest who had sat opposite Ji Xuanyuan in Xuanyuan Hill and had a good conversation!

In the air above the clouds, following the guidance of Lu Yao's aura, he slowly turned into a long step of aura, and Lu Yao stepped on the staircase formed by the condensation of this aura, and walked straight to the ground.

“... Jinyun thanked the Immortal Elder for his assistance to our clan. ”

Seeing that the sky was clear and the fog was clear, and the white-robed Taoist who kept walking down the stairs, Jinyun was silent for a moment, but still opened his mouth to thank him.

After all, no matter what, Lu Yao saved the lives of many soldiers in Xuanyuan Hill.

Even if Jinyun doesn't like to talk, he must show this respect.

"Haha, the leader doesn't have to be polite."

"The poor road is far away, it is a friend of Ji Xuanyuan Daoyou, and this time I am entrusted by him to help you."

"You can call me sir, you don't have to call me Immortal."

"After all, I am also a human race, you and I are the same, but there is a gap in strength."

Lu Yao stepped down from the long steps of aura, and after helping Jinyun who bowed slightly, he replied with an indifferent smile.

Watching the long steps of aura in the sky turn into points of light and dissipate in the air, Jinyun pursed his lips.

Such a strong person was actually invited by Ji Xuanyuan.

It seems that the leader of his own family still has a lot of ability, but he hasn't shown it.

After explaining to Jinyun, Lu Yao waved his sleeves, and countless clear and shrouded spiritual light followed his sleeve robe and sprinkled towards these scarred Xuanyuan Qiu warriors.

As soon as these wounded warriors came into contact, the originally seriously injured state instantly recovered, and then Lu Yao withstood the gratitude and admiration of these warriors, and slowly walked to the spatial crack not far away.

Looking at the whirlpool that exuded a terrifying aura, Lu Yao closed his eyes, his soul penetrated into his body, and he carefully sensed it for a moment, and then stretched out his palm, paused slightly before the whirlpool, and pointed out.

The fingertips touched, and as soon as they came into contact with this vortex array, it caused a wave of abnormal movements.

After hearing the movement of the Xuanyuan Qiu warriors behind him who were instantly alerted, Lu Yao did not look back, but just said lightly:

"Don't worry, the poor road is closing this spatial crack, and it's normal to make some noise."

The warriors breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the tunnel slowly close and disappear.

"Alright, everything is done, let's go back and restore your lives."

After settling the problem, the white-robed Taoist stretched his body, as if he was relaxing a little, and then spoke softly and spoke to the warriors behind him.

Closing this passage by himself, although it cut off a chance for Jinyun, but at the same time, it also turned the fate of his early death around.

After watching this young swordsman fight, Lu Yao believed that even without the blessing of other bloodlines, just with the help of martial arts cultivation, Jinyun would be able to become stronger with his own strength.

As long as there is a way to find the right direction, then all roads lead to the other side.

You don't have to seek external help, you can do it with your own efforts.

......

The Ming Dynasty swept Liuhe, expelled the Tartars to the depths of the grassland, and the country has been established for more than three years.

The founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was born in a humble background and knew the common people of his subordinates best, so under the leadership of the Ming Dynasty, the people were more than comfortable than the previous dynasty.

At this time, it is a thriving scene.

And the Central Plains martial arts have also changed from the previous Shaolin Wudang to the Wudang faction dominating the world.

Since Wudang patriarch Zhang Sanfeng entered the capital with a sword to kill Emperor Yuan, all the martial arts factions in the Central Plains were shocked by it, and they did not dare to offend in the slightest for several years.

And when Shaolin met this great master who was rare in a thousand years, he couldn't say anything, so he could only choose to close the mountain and no longer continue to pursue the false name of martial arts.

At this time, on Wudang Mountain, in the Golden Palace.

The three generations of disciples of Wudang Mountain have all gathered together, and it can be seen from the breath of this group of disciples that the current Wudang faction is several times stronger than before, and it is simply a reborn change!

And all of this is thanks to the great master Zhang Sanfeng who sat at the top.

If there is no real person, it will be a hundred years, or even a thousand years later, the Wudang Sect will not have such a prosperous posture!

"Master, the Ming Emperor has sent someone."

Song Yuanqiao stepped forward, wearing a Confucian shirt with handsome eyebrows, and said respectfully to Zhang Sanfeng, who was at the top.

As the head of Wudang Mountain, Song Yuanqiao knows better than anyone how powerful his master is.

With his own efforts, he brought forth the new, and let himself and his brothers and nephews cultivate more than a few chips.

It is no exaggeration to say that the current Wudang Seven Heroes, if they take out any of them, are much more powerful than those top masters in the outside world.

"Oh?"

The white-eyed old man who closed his eyes heard Song Yuanqiao's words and opened his eyes slightly.

"Have you finally found out where those warriors who suddenly appeared?"

After hearing Zhang Sanfeng's inquiry, Song Yuanqiao continued to say to the master:

"According to Emperor Daming, those warriors who suddenly appeared were shuttled through a passage."

"Among that group of warriors, the leader is called Shi Long, his strength is really extraordinary, if it weren't for Emperor Ming sending a large army to encircle and suppress, first consume almost all his strength, and then hit the rune left by Master, this will be successfully controlled, otherwise it will really let it run away!"

"Listening to what this group of warriors said, the place they are in is another world!"

Speaking of this, Song Yuanqiao's face was full of absurdity, and he continued to Zhang Sanfeng:

"There are countless capable people in this world, and there are many rumors of immortal qi practitioners throughout the ages, but the rumors of another world have never been heard."

Song Yuanqiao sighed.

If it weren't for Emperor Ming Zhu Yuanzhang having found that spatial passage, Song Yuanqiao would not believe that in addition to the Ming Dynasty, there was another world.

"That's right, Master."

The head of the middle-aged Confucian shirt seemed to think of something, raised his arm and took out a book made of Xuanjin silk thread from his arms, took a few steps forward and handed it to Zhang Sanfeng.

"This was found from the man named Shi Long, according to Emperor Ming, it is an extremely rare martial arts technique."

"He asked someone to bring it, and he also handed this exercise to you, Master, hoping to reveal the secret."

Zhang Sanfeng saw this book of extraordinary material, and his pupils showed some interest.

The old Taoist priest took the secret book handed by his disciple, and raised his eyes to see the three ancient seal fonts written on the cover book.

【Recipe for Longevity】

(End of chapter)