In the void, a white lotus is flying towards the endless depths.

I don't know how long later, there was a sudden tremor in the lotus, and Sima Quan's distracted thoughts had woken up from his stupor.

He silently observed, judging from Zuo Daolian's consumption of Cheng Dù, he should have been galloping for about twenty years, but with this magic weapon for protection, he himself did not have much damage.

Looking out with spiritual sense, the starlight is still seen, but I don't know how far away, as if it has never been close.

Looking around, I saw a bronze giant ding.

He had seen three of these great tripods in his itinerary, which were built by the monks when they crossed the void in the past, but they did not gain anything except for finding some scattered danyu, and most of the danyu was transformed by pure qi, which was useless to him, so they did not stop.

And this one, the appearance and shape are the same as those seen before, but it is also like this, but as Zuo Daolian gets closer and closer to it, he notices a slight difference.

The surface of this bronze bell is full of devastation, as if it has experienced a tragic battle.

He didn't feel a little surprised, in this void, far away from Jiuzhou, and there was no spiritual opportunity, in this fight, even if he won, he would kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, and he might not be able to return safely.

When the monks arrived at the top of the cave, they all spared their lives, and if there was no great conflict of interest or danger to their lives, they would never start a fight.

▽ ↖ Thinking of this, he sent the white lotus to the ding, and found that although the big ding was beaten to a thousand holes, but the ban was not completely broken, after searching for a long time, in a large hall, I saw the corpses of three Taoists, with beautiful robes.

One in the north and two in the south. Looking at their appearance, they seem to be confronting each other, but their expressions are serene, and there is no fierceness on their faces.

He went up to inspect it with his spiritual sense, but he found it by accident. These three people are not at the end of their life or exhausted, they are obviously deprived of their souls and died!

Who has the means to do this?

His mind was unconsciously throbbing, the reason why he went out of the void sky before was because he couldn't break through the nine-layer clouds and return to the surface, and then the sky seemed to have an inexplicable thing to call, so he had to go this way, but since then, there has been no such induction, and now he seems to have found a clue.

After one more turn. But I didn't find anything, I only saw a huge gap on the top of the body, and there were hundreds of zhang in it, as if I had been knocked open by the mana of life. After Zuo Daolian lingered here for a while, she flickered and plunged into the void again.

In front of Daochi Mountain, in the past two days, no less than a dozen sects have sent their elders and disciples to arrive, and these people were all invited by Jiang Zheng to come to witness the two fighting methods.

Jiang Zheng ordered someone to open the main gate of Daochi Mountain at this time. As the master of this room, he stood outside with Shan Huizhen to greet the visitors.

He borrowed the method of fighting this time. Inviting the small sects of all factions to come also means taking the opportunity to envelop them.

With Pengyuan's family fighting against Taihao, even if they are backed by Mingcang, they should not be careless, but they are trying to find ways to make allies and contact all factions to strengthen their momentum.

Nature. If Pengyuan is just a small sect, and the rest of the sects are forced by Taihao's authority, they may not give him face, but Jiang Zheng's teacher is the master of the Duzhen Hall of the Mingcang Sect, which is different.

The millennium of calamity has not passed. Who knows what it will be in a few hundred years, only by relying on the big faction can it be possible to avoid it, rather than offending both of them, it is better to lean on one of them, the power of the Mingcang faction is undoubtedly greater than that of the Taihao faction, and when it is the leader of the various factions and the enemy demon sect, it is also polite to the small sect, so most of the people who are invited are happy to be invited.

Thousands of miles away, Yan Xiyue and Yan Xiaoyang are coming here by spirit birds.

Because of Han Zuocheng, Bi Yuxuan is also good friends with the Pengyuan faction, so he is also among the invitations. However, Han Zuocheng was called to guard the Azure Palace, so he never came.

When the two were flying away, a harrier eagle flew from afar, and there was a young monk, who was going out to travel around, and when he came out again, he couldn't find the whereabouts of Yuan Jingqing, so he had to go back to the mountain to practice.

Yan Xiaoyang saw that there was a harrier eagle under his seat, and it was not difficult to recognize it as a disciple of the Nanhua Sect, but seeing that he was just a Xuanguang monk, after a glance, he withdrew his gaze and didn't care much.

On the contrary, after Fang Xin'an saw him sit down and flew the eagle, his eyes lit up, he came up, bowed, and said: "This real person, your iron-winged eagle is like satin, so powerful, I don't know if you can give it to the juniors? The juniors are willing to exchange the treasures." ”

It's not that there are no such birds in the Nanhua Gate, it's just that Huang Yugong doesn't give him a ride for any spirit birds and strange beasts that can fight with Hua Dan or even Yuan Ying Monk, and many of his fellow disciples don't dare to give him a ride after knowing about it, but this doesn't prevent him from trying to find a way from elsewhere, seeing that this Eagle Divine Horse is abnormal, he thinks that if he takes it, where will he go in the world? Even Hua Dan Monk is not afraid, so his eyes are a little hot.

Yan Xiaoyang didn't want to be like him, so he waved his sleeves and said: "How am I raising this spirit bird, and what does it have to do with you, a junior? Quickly retreat, don't come to disturb me." ”

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and a gust of wind blew him out with his mount.

Yan Xiyue frowned and said: "Brother, it's just a junior, it seems that he is still a disciple of the Nanhua faction, why do you want to be like this? I'm afraid it's not good to provoke his teacher." ”

Yan Xiaoyang snorted and said, "If it weren't for the Nanhua faction, I wouldn't have bothered with it, Sister Haven't you forgotten what happened last time?" and dared to come and ask me for the Iron Winged Xuanying, if it weren't for my low cultivation, I would have to teach him a lesson." ”

Fang Xin'an was sent out dozens of miles away by a gust of wind, and it was not easy to stabilize his body, but he was also dizzy, although he was angry in his heart, but Fang Cai and the two of them were both Yuanying monks, and he was helpless. At this time, he heard a voice from behind him, "Senior Brother Fang, remember not to be so reckless next time." ”

Fang Xin'an turned his head and saw that it was a middle-aged scribe, sitting on the back of a white crane, and said unconsciously: "Senior Brother Hu, why are you here?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, he suddenly said: "It's the teacher who asked you to look at me, right?"

The middle-aged scribe did not answer, which was obviously a default.

Fang Xin'an complained: "Senior brother sees that his junior brother is being bullied, and he doesn't help him?"

The middle-aged scribe said: "That person is Brother Biyuxuan, although it was originally my Nanhua Sect, but both of them are Yuanying Zhenren who have been cultivating for hundreds of years, and they can be regarded as your predecessors. He also asked for a mount, and if he was a brother, he would also teach you a lesson. ”

Fang Xin'an was not annoyed, but said with a smile: "Since there is a senior brother here, I don't know if I can do the junior brother a favor." ”

The middle-aged scribe was wary, "What do you want to do?"

Fang Xin'an said: "Listen to Senior Brother's words, that Biyu Xuan is my Nanhua Lower Sect. But that person bullied the little brother like that, didn't he slap my face Nanhua? The little brother didn't ask for anything else, he just wanted to ask the senior brother to come forward and ask the man to come over with an iron-winged eagle. ”

The middle-aged scribe frowned, Bi Yuxuan said that it was the lower sect of Nanhua, but he would have taken refuge in Mingcang a long time ago, otherwise he would not have sat still just now.

Fang Xin'an said in a low voice at this time: "If Senior Brother is willing to help me, there is something good about the teacher." In the future, I will definitely be the first to think of my brother. ”

The middle-aged scribe was willing to take care of such things and was about to shirk it, but when he heard this, he didn't move, looked at him, and said, "Is this true?"

Fang Xin'an nodded vigorously.

The middle-aged monk thought about it, although Bi Yuxuan was leaning on Mingcang, but when he was guarding against the Heavenly Demon. The Nanhua faction once asked him for a spirit bird named "Nakshatra", but he still handed it over obediently? The iron-winged eagle was not a rare bird. This time, I went up to ask for it, but I didn't dare not give it, so I said: "Brother Wei can come forward for you and try to ask for it, but you need to agree, after you get this eagle, you can't get half a step away from me." After the rice pond fighting is completed, you need to go back to the mountain gate with me. ”

Fang Xin'an immediately patted his chest and agreed.

The middle-aged scribe snorted and said, "Come with me." ”

Seeing that he was walking slowly, he suddenly felt a little anxious and asked, "Senior brother." Aren't you going to chase those two?"

The middle-aged scribe said: "Look at where those two people went, they should also go to Daochi Mountain, and after Taihao sent Daoyou to compare with Pengyuan, it is not too late for my brother to find them again." ”

Fang Xin'an's eyes rolled, but he said: "Senior brother, the junior brother Hua Dan is imminent, this time I get this eagle, the younger brother will go back to the mountain gate to practice, there will be something when you come down, and there is no need to trouble the senior brother, the senior brother might as well chase after him." ”

The middle-aged scribe glanced at him, this junior brother is too capable of causing trouble, he still wants to thank him for the time to talk about the Tao with his colleagues, but it is not appropriate to take him with him, it is better to send him away early, and his own family is also happy, so he said: "Okay, just follow your wishes, you are waiting here." ”

After he drank a snort, he just took a trick, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the crane's wings flapped a few times, and then flew out like an arrow from the string.

However, after going out for more than 100 miles, he caught up with the Yan sisters and brothers, urged Bai He to cross the two, stopped in front of them, and said: "But Biyu Yan is really a real person? ”

Yan Xiyue showed a slight look of vigilance, and Wanfu returned the courtesy: "Don't dare, Hu Zhenren is polite, I don't know why the real person stopped my sister and brother?"

Hu Zhenren said lightly: "It's nothing else, it's just that my junior took a fancy to Brother Ling's mount, so I came to discuss it to see if I could change it to him." ”

Yan Xiaoyang's color suddenly changed, and he said, "What do you mean?

The middle-aged scribe looked at him and said, "Yan Zhenren is serious, Hu Mou doesn't mean this," he suddenly smiled, "The two of you may not know, under the Cangding Cave Heavenly Gate, and my little junior brother is the teacher's favorite disciple, just now my junior brother was frightened, so I don't care about appeasing him." ”

Yan Xiyue was taken aback, she frowned and thought for a while, and said, "Little brother, this time it is indeed you who gave your mount to a real person and took it away." ”

"Sister, you ......"

Although Yan Xiaoyang was reluctant, under Yan Xiyue's gaze, he could only take the beast circle out, put the mount in it, throw it away, and said coldly: "The honorable driver is put away." ”

The middle-aged scribe took it, made a joke, and walked away, as for the things that he wanted to exchange for the spirit birds, he took them so easily, and he didn't say a word.

Yan Xiaoyang flicked his sleeves angrily and said, "The car is also gone, how can I have the face to go to Daochi Mountain, I don't have to make people laugh," After finishing speaking, he turned his head and flew away in the light.

Yan Xiyue sighed, knowing that he was angry, so she had to go with him, but she didn't know, Yan Xiaoyang didn't go far, the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became, her expression changed for a while, and finally turned her head, took advantage of the gangfeng, and chased in the direction of the middle-aged scribe.

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...... (To be continued......)