When the mastermind behind the control was revealed, Zhang Xuezhou was certainly not willing to lose the black and white horses.

Even if he didn't use any purpose in intimidating the White Bone Venerable all the way, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his multi-pronged approach was not a loss.

He couldn't judge it clearly, such as Dingyang Stone, which was a heavy object, was given away, and he gave two old ginseng plants to the Nine Winds Demon King, but Zhang Xuezhou felt that Hongkun couldn't figure it out, let alone him.

He was able to survive this spell hunt, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was already quite remarkable.

"I don't know if the spell will work!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought about it sullenly for a while, and in the end, he didn't have the iron to deal with the spell of a spell master of the Divine Power Realm with the spell of the Consciousness Realm.

But when it comes to the Golden Bug, he can undoubtedly do some of the evasion.

The spell avoidance was coated with a faint blue light film on his body, and it also avoided the possible invasion of this spell worm.

Falling to the point of being bound by the snakehead curse of Hongku, Zhang Xuezhou did not doubt that this little insect might bring trouble and even fall.

There were words in his mouth, and bursts of mana blue light continued to wash over the little insect.

When removing the mark of Master Hongyuan, Zhang Xuezhou also continued to refine sleepy insects.

This was the first technique he learned after he was a fledgling, but for various reasons, Zhang Xuezhou could not use this technique.

One is that his realm is too low, and the other is the problem of the medium of the spell.

If Hongku didn't give him this golden worm, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his sleepiness technique still had no room to play, and many methods were far less real than him running away.

"Little thing, go you!"

It wasn't until the night faded and Zhang Xuezhou was about to replace the white horse that this golden bug was completely tamed by him and turned into a sleepy bug.

After careful inspection, Zhang Xuezhou casually named the sleepy insect, and blew away the hair that bound the sleepy insect in one go.

Drifting in the wind, there was also a low grunt of dissatisfaction.

Then the strand of hair flew into the sky along the wind and waves, and fluttered towards the holy land of the Tuo Yu River in a random writhing.

"The distance of the spell is so far!"

Compared to normal spells, spell casts too far away.

Despite the limitations of spells, and even the medium that requires years of training for a successful spell, and the rare items, the power of the spell when it is released is shocking, and it can feel that the spell is too difficult to deal with.

Zhang Xuezhou had palpitations at this time.

But he was also happy, after all, he was about to become a spell master.

With the golden worm that Master Hongyuan had practiced for many years, he was promoted to a senior spell master in one fell swoop.

Although no one is using the famous drowsiness technique, Zhang Xuezhou is better at casting spells, just like a tenth-level trumpet wearing a god costume, he can now use a black hand towards a twentieth-level trumpet.

Practicing many spells in the body, in the end, it was the sleepiness technique that he first learned to subdue those who had the ability to subdue those who cultivated to a higher level, which made Zhang Xuezhou feel that he had gone around in a big circle and returned to the starting point.

"I don't know if there is such a useful little thing in reality!"

Zhang Xuezhou pinched the golden insect, only to feel that the body of the insect was as hard as gold and iron, and when the two small wings flapped and flew longitudinally, it was like a glimmer of light, which was difficult to notice.

Small size, able to fly, not afraid of monk's breath, good medium guide nature......

All these characteristics make the golden bug not only the best medium for body control insects, but also the best medium for drowsiness.

Zhang Xuezhou looked happy.

He also touched his crotch to change to the mount he had changed to ride during the day.

He loved the gifts of the Venerables and Mages of the Holy Land of the Shuttering River, especially the gifts that would not cause trouble.

Obviously, there may be some minor problems with the black and white horses, but Zhang Xuezhou is ready to collect it when he arrives at Yanmen Pass, and then get a normal mount to transfer, and wait until someone is invited to eliminate the risk of spells, Zhang Xuezhou will normally call this rare set of riding spirit treasures.

He had already ridden his horse for more than 2,000 miles, and after flying for a while, Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand to look, and felt that there was still a day and a night away from Yanmen Pass.

It's not a tough time.

And it's not risk time either.

Master Hongyuan's method of spell failed, and many of the people involved in the Holy Land of the Trailing River would seek to cut off this relationship as much as possible, or they would have to fight with Hong, who had discovered the clue, or they would have already quarreled in front of the Dao Monarch at this time.

In this case, no one will pay attention to him, who is pretending to be Hongku.

Zhang Xuezhou Meizizi did his own calculations.

And in the Holy Land of the Tuo Yu River, Hongku took off his disguise and knelt down outside the Dao Palace with an indignant face.

But Hongku's heart couldn't help but be surprised, there was no other reason for this, only a short day later, he found that there were actually a few more Venerables on the platform on his side.

This involves the Black Mountain Venerable, the White Bone Venerable, the Yellow Sand Venerable, and the Weaving Emperor Venerable.

The Venerable Ones did not open their mouths to help, but they stood silently on the side, a scene that Hongku had never thought of before.

This kind of stance is either supportive, or neutral, or trying to clear suspicion, which is completely different from the previous vague hostility and ignorance.

"Get up, I'll explain to you in an hour the Yang Transformation Technique!"

In the Dao Palace, Dao Jun did not directly respond to Hongku's question about how to deal with a certain Venerable, but mentioned that he wanted to speak about the Fa.

"Daojun?"

"It's the Daojun who narrates this method to Hong Suffering?"

As long as they thought of the technique mentioned by Dao Jun and the technique that Hong Ku had told yesterday, the hearts of the silent four Venerables swelled up for a while, and some fine sweat inevitably appeared on their foreheads.

No matter how close the Venerable Alliance is, it can't compare to Daojun.

Absolute strength brings absolute right to speak, no matter who has any calculations, in this case has turned into flowing water.

At this time, it is Hongku, who is kneeling, but the one who kneels after that will inevitably be replaced.

Venerable Black Mountain's gaze swept over Venerable White Bone, then looked at Venerable Huangsha, and when Venerable Weaving Emperor returned, the four of them also knelt down together.

Obviously, in the past years, they have been more or less partly involved, clamping down on potential jumpers from the mage class, and beware of being replaced.

Under the restrictions of many rules such as the Alliance's Blood Oath, they could not speak directly, so they could only kneel down and explain their involuntary presence in this behavior.

"This is a problem with the rules of the Holy Land, I originally wanted to give you a healthy competition, but I didn't expect it to develop into a conservative alliance!"

In the Dao Palace, Dao Jun was silent for a few seconds before he spoke.

"Whether you reconcile or not, you communicate on your own, whether you have to decide whether you live or die is also up to you, I promise that the three-year period of Hongku's suffering will remain unchanged, as long as you have the ability to pass the test of three of the current nine Venerables, the number of Venerable Beings will no longer be a limit!"

His voice rolled down, echoing through the sacred land of the Drag.

Some of the mages looked up, only to feel that the sky had changed in the Holy Land of the Tuo Yu River.

With Daojun's words, the boundaries between the mage class and the Venerable class will continue to blur.

When the number of Venerables is not limited, it means that the mages do not need to use the life-and-death struggle of the Leap War to replace them, and the old Venerables can also hold their positions.

This will directly eliminate the contradictions between the Dharma community and the Venerable community.

Hongku fell to his knees, his eyes wandering, his heart beating back and forth.

Many grievances and grievances can't be worth Daojun's sentence 'There is a problem with the rules of the Holy Land'.

It is likely that his enemies are all over the entire Venerable community, and many of them have been more or less targeted, but it is the rules of the Holy Land that have caused him to suffer this misfortune.

If you want to trace the roots of his hatred, his ultimate enemy will be the Dao Monarch who made this rule.