475 Grassroots Becomes Phoenix

Qingcao glanced at Zhang Yuan blankly, and suddenly realized that Zhang Yuan had called her just now, she lowered her head a little panicked, and said in a low voice: "Brother Zhang Yuan, well, what's the matter?" ”

"Well, is there anyone in the Kunshan faction who is good at refining weapons?" Zhang Yuan didn't notice Qingcao's complexion, but just asked very indifferently.

"The refiner?" Qingcao opened his mouth, frowned and thought for a while, then he pointed his finger at his nose with a little hesitation and whispered, "This, it should be the best at Ancestor Baoyun, the elder of the Qitang, right?" But Baoyun Patriarch rarely helps people refine weapons, and it is basically impossible for us to meet him. ”

Reaching out and patting Qingcao's head gently, Zhang Yuan said lightly: "It is naturally difficult for you to see him, I am a guest of the Kunshan faction, and I am looking for him for the affairs of the Kunshan faction, it must not be difficult to see." As for the location of the Qitang...... Zhang Yuan grabbed the grass and set up the Fire Refining Sword to fly into the sky.

Under the guidance of the green grass, Zhang Yuan's imperial sword galloped forward for a while, and gradually saw that a piece of clouds appeared out of thin air in front of him, and a towering volcano was held up in the red glow. On the mouth of the volcano, a red light of lava flames rushed up and seemed to be as high as a pillar of heaven between heaven and earth.

The red light wing is a large-scale palace group, the palace built of red jade is paved from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and from the foot of the mountain to the four sides stretching more than two miles wide, I don't know how many pavilions and halls there are. In the void in front of the high mountain, a cloud of colorful clouds and mist supported a huge plaque with a length of 100 meters and a width of 50 meters, on which the two majestic characters of 'Qitang' were clearly engraved.

Zhang Yuan was still more than two hundred meters away from the plaque with the green grass, and he heard a crisp chime sound under the plaque, and a Taoist in a green robe and white beard turned out from behind the plaque, and said to Zhang Yuanji with a smile and a smile: "Daoist friends stay." Hehehe, there is a heavenly fire ban ahead, and Daoist friends must not go any further. Dare to ask who is the friend of the Tao, what is the matter here? ”

Skyfire ban? As soon as he heard the word 'Heavenly Fire', Zhang Yuan couldn't help but think of the boundless pain caused to him by the Purple Thunder Heavenly Fire in his body, and subconsciously shuddered, Zhang Yuan hurriedly replied: "Zhang Yuan, I specially ask to see the elder of the Qitang Elder Baoyun. ”

"Zhang Yuan?" The old man who guarded the plaque was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly saluted: "Poor road breeze, I've seen Master Zhang." He looked Zhang Yuan up and down, and saw that Zhang Yuan's appearance was indeed exactly the same as the image in the Dao image transmitted by Wei Yun Daoren, Qingfeng Daoist glanced at the green grass that was carried by Zhang Yuan in his hand again, a faint light shot out of his eyes, and he turned around the green grass a few times, and found out that the green grass was cultivating the entry technique of the lower disciples of the Kunshan Sect, and the Qingfeng Daoist nodded and smiled: "Please also ask the guest to show the token." ”

Token? Zhang Yuan and Qingcao were a little dumbfounded, Zhang Yuan's Keqing Offering Token was handed over to Dao Yaozi just now, asking him to mobilize medicinal materials, where did he go to find a Keqing Offering Token now? His brows furrowed slightly, and Zhang Yuan said expressionlessly: "Keqing enshrined the token, and I just handed it over to the medicine mountain steward Dao Yaozi to mobilize the required medicinal materials, so the token is not on my body now." ”

Zhang Yuan said it simply, but the Qingfeng Dao people were a little dumbfounded! Even if the appearance in the image sent by Zhang Yuan and Wei Yun was the same, but without the Keqing offering token, he would not dare to let Zhang Yuan enter the instrument hall. The Qitang is a place where the Kunshan School specializes in refining all kinds of magic weapons for its disciples, and there are countless secrets that cannot be leaked, how can a person who does not even have an identity certificate enter lightly? There are many changes in the various ghost tricks in the cultivation world, and the Qingfeng Daoist is only the cultivation of the first Jindan, how can he determine that this young man who looks exactly like 'Master Zhang' is Zhang Yuan?

After being silent for a while, Qingfeng Daoist smiled bitterly and said, "Master Zhang, in this way, let Qingfeng go to ask Master Baoyun for instructions." He glanced at Zhang Yuan with a slight apology. Zhang Yuan groaned slightly, and also understood the obstacle, he nodded with a cold face and said, "That's it, it's a lot of work." ”

The Qingfeng Daoist saluted Zhang Yuanji, and hurriedly set up a blue light and flew towards the peak of the lava crater. The sword light is fast, and it is ten times faster than the speed of Zhang Yuan's imperial sword? I saw a blue light disappear into the red light in an instant. Zhang Yuan looked blankly at the direction where the breeze disappeared, nodded slightly bitterly and said: "This sect's imperial sword technique, compared to other sects, is really a little worse 616161616161 no, it's a big cut!" Zhang Yuan had another thought in his heart, and he made a powerful sword technique.

Just waiting for a little time for tea, a red light, a blue light flew out from the pillar of light on the top of the lava crater, a red-faced Taoist wearing a fiery red robe, embroidered with a large flame with gold thread on the robe, galloped over with a red light, and shot out two golden rays of light from his eyes from a long distance to sweep towards Zhang Yuan, and a thunderous laugh suddenly burst out of his mouth, shaking the plaque in front of him 'buzzing'. "Hahaha, Zhang Yuan Xiaoyou, you came to find Lao Dao, but what's the matter? Hehe, Qingfeng, you are so ignorant, Master Zhang is here, what are you stopping him from? ”

The red-faced Daoist pressed the sword light, and a faint cloud appeared out of thin air under his feet, and he slid lightly in front of Zhang Yuan. He patted Zhang Yuan's shoulder vigorously and laughed, "Say, what do you want my Baoyun to help you with?" Well, I won't do anything else, if you want to refine any magic weapons, flying swords and the like, you can prepare a few good goods for Xiaoyou. ”

The Baoyun Dao man was extremely strong, and Zhang Yuan, who was more than eight feet tall, stood in front of him, but he was no more than the height of his chest. Lao Dao's arms were almost as thick as Zhang Yuan's thighs, and his two hard palms slapped on Zhang Yuan's shoulders, almost slapping Zhang Yuan from the sword light to the ground. Zhang Yuan's body shook, and it was easy to gain a foothold on the sword light, but there was a hot pain in his shoulder. Zhang Yuan smiled dryly, and saluted to the old Dao: "Baoyun seniors, Qingfeng Daoyou are also cautious, and the juniors don't take it to heart. Well, this time I came to my seniors, and I did have something to ask for. ”

"Hmmm! Come to think of it! It's okay, and no one will come to me in the lava crater. Baoyun Lao Dao shook his head and grinned: "They all think Lao Dao has a hot temper and I don't look like a cultivator, so they are not happy to come to see Lao Dao!" Hey, since there's something to do, then go up with me. ”

Grabbing Zhang Yuan's shoulder, Baoyun Lao Dao set up his sword light and flew towards the top of the lava crater. His huge True Yuan formed a Gang Qi Hood outside his body, wrapped Zhang Yuan and Qingcao tightly in the Gang Qi Hood, and flew up to the peak with the two of them as fast as lightning, rushed into that red light, and slowly descended from a straight down cave on the top of the mountain.

I don't know how deep this cave is, in short, Zhang Yuan and Qingcao go down at a glance, and they can't see the bottom at all. The thick red light shot out from the depths of the cave, the more the three of them landed, the higher the temperature outside, Baoyun Lao Dao cultivation is exquisite, Zhang Yuan's body has been refined by the heavenly fire, the two of them are not afraid of this high temperature, but the grass is so hot that they are sweating profusely, and sweat is rolling down their faces drop by drop. Baoyun Lao Dao glanced at Qingcao, nodded slightly, and casually hit a spiritual trick on Qingcao, and a green light enveloped Qingcao, isolating her from the rolling heat wave of the outside world.

Qingcao shrank under Zhang Yuan's armpit, and cautiously thanked Baoyun Lao: "Disciple Qingcao, thank you, ancestor." "Hmm!" Baoyun Lao Dao just nodded at the grass and didn't say much. Looking at the clothes on Qingcao's body, you can know that she is just a miscellaneous disciple under the door, and she thinks that she is a little girl who is assigned to serve Zhang Yuan, what is Baoyun's identity? He's not interested in rambling with grass. What Baoyun Lao Dao was most interested in was what Zhang Yuan, the only descendant disciple of the Hundred Herb Sect after the destruction of the sect, came to him to do something.