Pang Beidou squinted his eyes and asked: "Then I would like to ask the Holy Master, when will you wait for a hundred years? a thousand years or ten thousand years? You can afford to wait, but I don't want to wait any longer, now I will give you two choices, one, let me go directly through the eye of the north wind by myself, it's a big deal to be seriously injured and fall into the realm, and the other is that you teach me the secret method, let me cross the eye of the north wind intact, choose one of the two, you see one to do." ”

The young Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the plain-clothed scholar in front of him, he wanted to see, did you really watch the little hair who grew up with your bare ass with you to send him to death?

Back then, on the streets of the alley, you Zhang Xianjun didn't want to study, so he secretly climbed over the courtyard wall of the private school, and sneaked to the depths of the alley to find me to smoke a spinning top.

Mr. Big crossed his arms around his chest and held his chin high, like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

The old man sat on the futon not far from the two of them, and he vomited with all his heart, but he would feel the two behind him from time to time, although he couldn't sneak a peek in the light, but my monks, this distance could not be stopped. To say that the old man didn't believe at first whether the relationship between the two behind him was really as good as it was rumored outside, because the saint who had always had a different identity and was high up could really call an ordinary great cultivator so brother and sister, pushing the cup and changing the lamp? Although it is small, there are some people who have forgotten their righteousness since ancient times, but today the old man is eyes are black, it is a guess, these two people are really going to be so good, if you talk like this to someone else and the young monk who looks like a scholar in plain clothes, not to mention that there is a great power standing behind you, that is, there is a saint behind you, and this human saint will also have to give you back your mother's womb and go back to the furnace to rebuild.

The plain-clothed scholar took away the right hand that was on the other party's shoulder, and smiled angrily on his face, saying that you are so bold that I really don't dare to treat you, right? He glanced at the forbidden old man not far away, we can't lose face in front of people, and then turned his head and waved his hand, casting the magic power of banning, not giving Pang Beidou a chance to draw his sword at all, and he was firmly fixed, and then Zhang Xianjun took a step back, and the palm of his right hand flicked his fingers, and the light ball bounced, hitting the young Taoist opposite, and the light ball automatically enlarged when it was touched, covering Pang Beidou's whole person, just like when he sealed the sword pool in the back mountain of Sanqing Mountain before, Pang Beidou's method of trapping the little white fox was the same, but this time it was relatively more esoteric and difficult to solve。

In the end, under the disbelief of the young Taoist, Zhang Xianjun waved his hand to perform the trick in his sleeve, and the ball of light flew into his sleeve from large to small.

After doing all this, the plain-clothed scholar also symbolically shook his sleeves, and said to the one who had just been accepted in his heart, "Stay in it honestly, it seems that the old man is right, you can't get used to you too much, otherwise sooner or later you will have to provoke me and I won't be able to help you wipe your ass." ”

Mr. Big, who was still shouting just now, just took a moment to subdue the law.

Heaven and earth are silent, only the deep mountain stream is like the eye of the north wind at the end of reincarnation makes a cold sound.

Zhang Xianjun put his hands behind his back, looked at the eye of the north wind, and said, "Don't look at it, come and tell me what's going on." ”

In fact, when the young Taoist was taken into his sleeve by the other party just now, he was no longer looking, and at this moment he also gathered his mind, hurriedly got up, walked to the young man's side, and said with a smile: "Manifestation, I was really practicing just now." ”

Zhang Xianjun glanced at him, hesitated that the other party's physique was relatively short, and when he looked back, he had to move his gaze down, but he didn't bother to talk nonsense, he just asked: "I haven't been here for too long, this place belongs to the boundary of Jiuzhou, belongs to the Tang Dynasty, and the Confucian Temple is usually not too involved. ”

The old man nodded, and then said: "If you want to say that there is usually no movement, it must be, after all, since the appearance of this place, there have been large and small movements, and I have also used secret methods to detect a little later, but they are just some normal activities inside the forbidden land, space friction, I don't care, it has been like this for hundreds of years, but recently it has been different." ”

Zhang Xianjun sighed and said, "What's the difference?"

The old man who was guarding the forbidden area frowned slightly, looked around, and used his magical power to isolate this heaven and earth, everything was done, and after confirming that it was correct, he said: "I guess that the end of the forbidden land has been discovered." ”

After Zhang Xianjun listened, although there was no expression on his face, there was a trace of turmoil in his heart, the old man's origin was very vague, but this did not mean that the Temple of Literature would not know, even he felt that there was a problem, then there was really a problem.

If it is really as he said, the end of the whirlpool of the Eye of the North Wind is discovered, and even the passage is opened, and there is a great power to protect the road all the way, then for the ordinary people in the world, it will be a baptism of blood, and it is inevitable.

No one knew what exactly was at the end of the forbidden land, but it was impossible for the two temples not to know, including the diminutive black-robed old man.

Zhang Xianjun moved his steps to the place of the whirlpool, stepping into the danger area, it was obvious that he could feel the violent suction coming towards him, wanting to pull him into the abyss, if it was any monk of the Upper Five Realms standing here, I am afraid that he would have already been sucked into the whirlpool, on the other hand, the scholar in plain clothes still carried his hands behind his back, not moving at all.

The old man who guarded the ban himself cast a layer of protective light, and only then did he dare to walk behind the young Confucian and said: "But you can rest assured, we can't go over without permission, we want to come over without permission, and the result is the same, I believe that they will definitely not go back to do the loss-making transaction that hurts the enemy by one thousand and loses eight hundred." ”

Zhang Xianjun said in a deep voice: "What if the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry?"

The old man was stunned for a moment and did not speak. Of course, what the other party said is not unreasonable, the rabbit is in a hurry and bites, let alone those people.

Zhang Xianjun's peach blossom eyes flashed over, and then he said: "You withdraw from the danger area, I will strengthen this place, and now in this special period, no matter whether the other party finds out or not, you can't gamble with the lives of the people of Jiuzhou." ”

The old man wanted to say that even if someone came over there, it would be difficult to say whether it was his opponent, but since everyone said so, he could only nod his head, turn around and return to the safe area, staring at the young figure in front of the whirlpool with his eyes.

The plain-clothed scholar took out his right hand from behind his back, raised his sword finger, and the next moment he cast a mountain magic power that looked very similar to a mechanical spell, and a round of mecha patterns like a large clock dial gathered between his fingers to cover it, round after round, slowly forming a huge spell wheel that was enough to cover the giant mouth of the whirlpool.

Zhang Xianjun recited the magic formula, and the sword finger of his right hand gently pushed forward, and the roulette bell fell straight on the whirlpool mouth, covering it steadily, and then there was a mechanical collision sound around the roulette, as if locking something, and the next moment he saw something like a pointer suddenly appear on the roulette wheel, rotate according to the set turning scale, and finally stopped, and the roulette spell was fused into the whirlpool giant mouth.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't expect that this human saint would actually be involved in the supernatural powers of the organ, which was really unpredictable.

A few years ago, someone said that the reason why the youngest saint of the Temple of Literature was able to behead three corpses and become holy in just a few hundred years, and become an ancestor is naturally inseparable from his own natural talents, but the most important thing is that he is different from other monks is that people only cultivate the only way that is suitable for themselves, while our holy master is the cultivation of heaven and earth.

Zhang Xianjun turned around and came to the safe area, looked at the old man guarding the forbidden, and said: "I have already strengthened the entrance of the forbidden land with magic powers, if someone really comes over there, they will touch this spell, and I will perceive it at the same time and come in time." ”

The old man who guarded the ban first thanked him, and then said: "Actually, the Holy Lord doesn't have to do everything so himself, even if they come, with me here, they can't step out of the forbidden place half a step." ”

Zhang Xianjun said: "Oh? Don't you think I'm too lenient and think I'm a little annoyed?"

The old man hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Don't dare, I'm just afraid that you will be tired, how dare you have that idea, aren't you joking." ”

Zhang Xianjun smiled and said, "I'm naturally relieved to have you here, but it's always right to pay more attention to everything and make more preparations, what do you think?"

The old man nodded yes, "The teachings of the manifestation are yes." ”

Pang Beidou, the eldest gentleman who had just cultivated to the thirteenth realm, was accepted by the other party one by one, he was in the same realm as the young Taoist, and he was only ordered to guard the eye of the north wind, so why should he offend others and ask for such a boring thing.

Zhang Xianjun thought of something, and asked again: "Haven't you been there recently?"

The old man smiled and said: "Recently, the situation in Jiuzhou is special, and I need to stand guard here, so don't delay everyone's work." ”

The plain-clothed scholar stretched out his finger and pointed at the old man in front of him, and said with a smile: "If you want to say that you have to defend the forbidden land, the Tao Xian of the Temple of Literature is really unreliable." ”

The old man remembered that when he arrived, he was knocked down by the Qi Cultivator of the Upper Five Realms with a punch from his own punch, and in the end, if it wasn't for the thirteen realms of the Temple of Literature to come to negotiate, he wouldn't know that the other party was a person from the Temple of Literature.

The forbidden old man said with a smile: "There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and the cultivation realm of Tao Xian Dao friends is already very good at this age, if you cultivate well in the future, it is just around the corner to become a Tongtian." ”

The young man smiled and didn't speak, this old man who was guarding the ban would only be so kind in front of people who were stronger than himself, and as for others, he probably didn't bother to take care of it.

After that, he didn't say hello again, Zhang Xianjun stepped out and returned to the Extraterrestrial Astronomical Temple.

The old man made a gesture towards the void in the distance, and finally walked back to the original futon, sat cross-legged and breathed and breathed.

The land of the north wind, ten thousand years on earth.