Chapter 757: Fengqi Mountain 9

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The sword light was not a touch of cyan, but like a burning flame, leaping over the quicksand.

"Roaring ......"

As soon as the two were stunned, they showed their might and ate in all directions.

Summoned the second stunned, originally wanted him to help hunt, but these two goods directly swallowed the red carp, and even chased it into the quicksand. It seems that this red carp is very much to his liking.

"Swordsmanship?"

"Spirit beasts?"

"Who is this person?"

But they weren't like Yang Chen, they just wanted to run for their lives.

Now Yang Chen is really hard, and there are more and more people who have to raise himself, so he can treat himself as a coolie, try every way to get all the resources, and accumulate resources for the growth of his little soldiers.

"We must find a way to optimize resources, otherwise Lao Tzu will not die of exhaustion!"

This is a serious problem.

He needed to find someone to take it upon himself to plan these things. However, no suitable candidate was found.

......

"The main star is displaced, swaying and falling, the left and right are flickering, the guest star is sharp, brightly overshadowing the main star, and a different star suddenly flashes in the west, flashing blood-colored red. The big murderer, the big catastrophe. ”

On the cliff at the end of the sky, a white-bearded old man held a whisk in his hand, looked at the end of the sky, and muttered to himself.

"Master, what do you mean?"

Behind him stood a handsome, scholar-like little student. I don't quite understand what the master said.

"This calamity, the teacher can't help you!"

"What does the master mean?"

He understood, the master was proficient in celestial phenomena, and what he said just now obviously saw something, and it meant that he had a catastrophe.

Lao Dao closed his eyes and deduced again, but his originally calm face was suddenly moved.

Suddenly looked up at the starry sky in the sky.

"Creation, or calamity?"

Lao Dao's fingers trembled slightly, looking at the stars in a certain direction in the sky, running the secret technique deduction, Zang Tianji's main star was completely restrained by a distant star, and he had to figure it out.

But at the beginning, in the darkness, a force that seemed to destroy the world instantly invaded his body, and the stars flashed red, disappeared into the emptiness of the heart, and there was no trace.

Burst......

Without warning, Lao Dao flew upside down, slammed into the boulder, and vomited blood.

"Master......"

The young man was startled, turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of the master, pointing at the master's chest like a gust of wind, trying to temporarily stop the injury. But when he pointed his finger on Lao Dao's body, a huge force bounced out of the old man's body, and he was shocked back a few steps, his chest rose and fell, and he almost vomited blood.

"Master......"

He was unusually anxious, but an enchantment suddenly appeared next to Lao Dao, and Lao Dao sat cross-legged and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the young man outside the enchantment, he smiled and opened his mouth, and blood kept leaving behind the corners of his mouth.

Zang'er...... The White Cloud Continent will undergo great changes, your calamity is also your only chance of life, as a teacher is devoured by the Heavenly Dao, you have to retreat for a hundred years, and then you will rely on yourself!"

"Master......"

It's not a life and death parting, but everything comes so suddenly.

Hiss......

The barrier began to petrify, and the young monk was in a hurry, but he could only watch.

"Woe to you, blessing to rely on, blessing, woe to lurk!"

"What kind of power can hide the heavenly secrets?"

"Is the old man wrong?"

The gradually petrified enchantment was irreversibly eroding everything around him, and at this moment he looked up at the starry sky slightly, and suddenly found that he couldn't get a glimpse of the corner of heaven after cultivating all his life, what a pity!

Hiss......

Lao Dao turned into a part of the huge stone carving, which is the backlash of the heavens, the old Dao cultivated against the sky, but after all, he still couldn't compete with the sky, he didn't even see the tip of the iceberg.

......

Crackling......

A year ago, the monk gently tossed the hexagram made from a powerful animal bone in his hand in front of him.

"Still unknown!"

With a wave of his hand, he gently collected the hexagram and looked at the starry sky.

"Master, what do you see?"

It's been a year since he went down the mountain, and he doesn't know where his calamity is, so he can only wander the rivers and lakes.

"Tianji, you're telling fortunes again?"

The young man followed the voice, and a Taoist priest came over with a big grin.

"Why is it so long?"

"Walk around in the middle of this desert!"

This monk, if Yang Chen is here, he must be very surprised, this is the self-cooked.

The little boy smiled slightly, did not answer, but turned to look at the starry sky in the distance.

"The old man didn't teach you anything, he taught you to look at the stars!"

"Yes!"

The young man was silent a lot now, not as many words as before, and Zi Laishu looked at his back and sighed slightly.

"You will go there wherever there is danger this year, if you don't say it, I know, you want to encounter the so-called catastrophe!"

The young man's face changed slightly, and he turned to look at this self-cooked, but the self-cooked took a long breath at this time, and slowly spoke;

"Tianji, don't you know, since it's a catastrophe, you can't hide if you want to, it will come back sooner or later, why rush to find him?"

He didn't understand, but it was like a boulder lying in his heart, and he couldn't put it down.

"Well, this is your fate. ”

He didn't know why this usually arrogant person would preach to himself, generally speaking, preaching is done by himself.

All the self-cooked looks, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Tianji, you're scared!"

"How is it possible! I haven't experienced anything in the hidden heavens, I can't see through anything, I'm afraid of jokes!"

He immediately retorted, a little excited, spitting everywhere, how could he be afraid, since he was a child, he has not done anything that he can't do, there is nothing he is afraid of, how can he be timid, this is a joke.

Looking at this person who usually collapses in front of Mount Tai and does not change his color, he is sure of his familiarity at this time, and at this time, he has lost his previous composure.

"In that case, why are you so out of shape?"