Looking at this black jade seal, feeling the familiar brilliance in it, and the majesty contained in it, it is indeed a human king's order, and all the monks of the eighty-one calamities are relieved.

The old man in the linen robe walked out of the crowd, saluted Zhan Wuji, and said very politely: "Excuse me, Your Excellency!" ”

"Today, there will be a group of people in our village who have survived the eighty-one tribulations, and our village is responsible for greeting them, so naturally we will not miss them."

"But just now I saw you pacing back and forth alone outside the big array, I thought something was going on, so I came to check on one or two ......"

"How offended!"

Zhan Wuji bowed his head slightly, but he was not in the mood to dwell on this kind of thing now, and immediately spoke: "My own brother, there is no need to be so polite. ”

"It's me who is abrupt."

"Speaking of which, I came this time to find a clansman named Empty Pupil."

The old man immediately said, "Void? She's going to be a guard now. ”

As he spoke, he made a gesture of invitation to the guest, "This friend, now that there are fallen immortals raging, we can't stay here for long, why don't we go to the village and have a good chat." ”

Escort?

Although Zhan Wuji was puzzled, he still nodded and said, "Okay!"

The mist was like flowing water, drawing a path on the old man's arms.

In the corridors, low-slung houses, like vegetable patches, appeared in front of their eyes.

Zhan Wuji did not hesitate, and immediately raised his feet and walked towards the village.

The low-slung houses, neatly laid out in a neat row, grew vines from the houses and climbed up the roofs, enveloping the entire village.

The blood-colored moon shone on the earth, the streets and alleys were bustling, and the two worlds of immortals and mortals were busy and orderly.

Zhan Wuji thought it again, but did not find any traces of "empty haze", however, the pawn that echoed "empty haze" obviously appeared in the village.

Just as he was thinking about it, the old man Mai led him into a separate courtyard.

The houses in the courtyard are much taller than the others, and faintly enclose the village in the middle.

While instructing his subordinates to send the spiritual liquid, he said to Zhan Wuji: "This friend, you sit down first!" ”

Zhan Wuji straightened his clothes, sat down, glanced at the hanging mirror in the hall, and then looked at the old man next to him.

"In Xia Fengmai, he is a village chief of this village."

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

At this moment, a Mahayana of the human race suddenly held a huge porcelain basin and placed it beside Zhan Wuji.

Zhan Wuji's eyes turned, and he saw that the basin of clear water was clear and transparent, and a touch of dark green slowly spread, extremely smart, he nodded and said: "In the next battle Wuji, disturbing your village, please forgive me." ”

"My friend and I, Sky Clear, have a contact information."

"However, after we entered the village, we didn't feel any spatial fluctuations, what does this mean?"

Feng Mai said: "Kongluo has taken over a guard mission, has left the village, and has not yet returned. ”

"This matter is related to our secrets and cannot be leaked."

"However, since the comrade-in-arms has the token of this senior, he thinks that he is also a member of the family, so there is no need to hide it."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside.

Immediately afterwards, a Mahayana powerhouse who exuded perfection of cultivation hurried over and nodded to Feng Mai: "Village master, those newcomers have arrived, you go and greet them!" ”

"This escort will last for three days."

"You could have been two days ago, or you could have been yesterday, or you could have been today!"

"Mist" was received last night.

"Tonight's operation needs to be arranged again."

"Fellow Zhandao, if you want to see the empty pupil, you must take this task first, and then meet her."

"I still have some things to deal with, so I'll go first, I hope you'll forgive me!"

Zhan Wuji bowed his head slightly: "Then it will bother Senior Brother." ”

With that, his figure vanished.

The Mahayana in the house also followed, and in a blink of an eye, they walked out of the courtyard.

In the huge hall, Zhan Wuji was the only one, standing there alone.

He looked around again, and then used his magic to check the porcelain bowl next to him, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, he took a sip.

A refreshing feeling, mixed with a sweet taste, burrowed into Zhan Wuji's mouth, and he couldn't help but drink it all.

Outside the village.

Night fell, and a full blood-colored moon rose.

The endless desert trembled violently, and thousands of plants were growing wildly, and in the blink of an eye, they were covered in dense foliage.

Emperor flow pulp, vast and boundless, moisturizing everything.

A shade of green, dark or light, gradually covered the desolate ruins.

A group of Terran monks in gray robes were standing in the midst of the ruins, a thin mist like light smoke, swirling around them, and their faces could not be seen clearly, only a pair of cold, calm eyes.

The feeling of completeness and nothingness is like a fog dispersing, and it is like merging together, becoming unstable.

A cultivator in the lead, like a thousand-year-old well, without a trace of impurities on his body, held a white crutch in his hand, the crutch was made of a huge broken immortal vertebrae, exuding a cold, chaotic, and evil smell, forming a layer of gray mist that swirled around the staff.

On the top of his robe, there is a dark golden pattern, which is ancient and ancient, like a pagoda.

The sound of grass and trees growing became louder, and the sound of running water sounded in the silence, and all the gray friars were waiting quietly.

After a while, the mist was broken, and Feng Mai and the others walked out of the big array, looking at the gray-clothed monk in front of them, with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "In order to fight against the sky, I will not be stingy with my armor!" ”

Among the grey friars, the monk with a cane in his hand had a hoarse and cold voice: "This is the cycle of cause and effect! ”

The password is right!

Feng Mai nodded slightly.

The previous one was to let himself go to find out the news of the Ten Thousand Immortals Society, and then he sacrificed a few clansmen to be considered successful.

Later, the man told him that in a few days, a new group of Mahayana monks would settle in the village.

So, these days, he is paying attention to the movement outside the village.

The clansman who came to look for the "empty hazy", if it wasn't for the fact that he had a human emperor token in his hand, almost caused a misunderstanding.

And at this moment, that group of Mahayana ancestors has also arrived!

His heart moved, and he said to the person next to him: "Please!"

The leader of the Greyfriars nodded, and together with a group of gray-robed men, he walked into the door of space in the mist.

in the village.

In a separate courtyard.

Zhan Wuji leaned in his chair and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and opened his eyes suddenly.

A moment later, under the leadership of Feng Mai, several more Mahayana of the human race appeared in the main hall.