In an instant, countless thoughts came to mind of the rosacea.

For more than 3,000 years, the Seven Feather Patriarch was originally just a Qi cultivator, and he was only in the middle stage of Qi cultivation when he was middle-aged, and there was no difference between him and many idle cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

If nothing else, the most in this life is to become a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator.

However, with the favor of the Immortal Dao, the ancestor encountered a shocking opportunity!

Not only did the cultivation break through again and again, build the foundation, Jindan, and the successive achievements in just more than 200 years, the powerful earthquake Yue country and several surrounding countries, the establishment of the Seven Feather Sect, and after the sitting, it left several heavy treasures for the Seven Feather Sect to protect the sect.

Among them, there is this spirit measuring stone platform!

It is rumored that this is the treasure of the ancient great sect, containing a trace of cause and effect, which can simply predict a certain possibility of the disciple's future path.

If it weren't for the fact that the Blood Slaughter Hall was an alien force that came more than a thousand years ago, it would still be the undisputed overlord of the surrounding area.

“…… Innate Sword Body!! ”

The rosacea repeats again.

This was the last wisp of information that came from before the collapse of the Spirit Measuring Stone Platform.

He didn't understand what an innate sword body was.

But this is a Dao body talent that is definitely far beyond the Heavenly Spirit Root!

Seven Feather Sect's, the future Yuan Baby!

"Little friend, brother, no, friend, uncle......"

The rosacea old man was incoherent, saying something he didn't know, rolled up a jade bead and a large piece of powder left after the stone platform was crushed, grabbed Jiang Ding's hand, and said eagerly:

"Let's go back to the sect immediately!!"

As he said something, a palm-sized flying boat flew out of his cuff, and the whole body was verdant, as if carved from a whole piece of beautiful jade.

The jade boat was long in the wind, and soon became the size of a building boat, accommodating more than 100 people.

The furious divine consciousness of the foundation building realm swept all directions.

"Everyone, except mortals, go up for me!" The rosacea old man snorted coldly: "From now on, whoever dares to release anything from the storage bag, die!" ”

"Uncle Li, this Yue Kingdom town guard ......"

The simple Taoist Li Ping hesitated.

"Leave it alone!"

The rosacea old man interrupted his words, and even a little bit of murderous intent permeated him, extremely sensitive: "Senior nephew, you don't want to go?" ”

"Disciple, let's go!"

Li Ping shuddered, and for the first time felt the clear killing intent of the Zhuji monk, he took a little step and flew onto the ship.

"Disciple obeys!"

All the disciples of the Seven Feather Sect were honest and boarded the ship.

The rosacea old Taoist divine sense did not dare to relax for a moment, and shrouded all the immortal cultivators, and grabbed Han Lin, Chen Xi and other immortal seedlings and threw them on the boat.

Only then did he say to Jiang Ding and Li Qingyun and Yan Yuese: "Don't blame the two little friends, we should be careful, the demon thieves of the Blood Slaughter Hall can do anything." ”

"Senior, this is the old man's move to seek the country."

Jiang Ding and the others admired.

Naturally, they don't object to their own safety being better.

"Mortals here...... Your life is not good, so let's reincarnate first. ”

The rosacea old Dao looked indifferent, and thunderbolts appeared in his hands, and they were rapidly getting bigger, turning into thunder arrows and shooting in all directions, even the original servants of the Seven Feather Sect and others.

"Senpai!"

Jiang Ding's voice was high, which made the rosacea old man stop and look at him suspiciously.

"Can you spare their lives, like erase their memories?"

Jiang Ding said earnestly.

He judged that he should have a high tolerance in the other party's heart, at least not because of the danger of words, so he spoke out.

Of course, it's just a mouthful.

If the other party forcibly kills, he will not insist on stopping it, this is what the other party has to do, and it has nothing to do with him.

Many dragons and phoenixes were terrified, as if they had seen the Buddha.

"Just a few mortals, a woman's kindness!"

There was a trace of displeasure in the eyes of the rosacea, and he quickly hid it, and after muttering for a while, he said: "Okay, even if all these people die, this is a big anomaly, and it may not be good." ”

"Humph!"

His divine consciousness turned into a needle and pierced into the minds of all the mortals around him, causing them to fall limply with a muffled grunt, dripping blood from between their mouths and noses.

Jiang Ding's expression was calm.

"Don't blame you."

The rosacea old man explained: "The old man has shattered a trace of their souls and made them lose their memories of the last month, and the Jindan monks may not be able to recover, and the sequelae are just a little weaker and sicker in the future, and their life span will be reduced." ”

"Thank you, senior."

Jiang Ding thanked him.

The three of them boarded the jade boat, and the jade boat turned into a cloud of smoke and flew quickly into the distance, and soon disappeared completely.

In a large separate attic,

Jiang Ding silently stared at the clouds passing by the sky, and the phantom of the sword immortal before came to his mind, the details were extremely clear, and there was a majestic and cold sword will.

"I think, three times the same level of divine soul talent, I found it."

The drone quietly finds a hidden place to land, standby, and waits for a possible wake-up in the future.

……

Seven Feather Sect.

Located in the center of this area, surrounded by mountains, it is also the only place in this region where a third-order high-grade spiritual vein is located, and the place where the immortal Dao luck is most concentrated.

The Blood Slaughter Hall only has a third-order mid-grade spiritual vein.

With this third-order high-grade spiritual vein as the center, large and small second-order and first-order spiritual veins extend outward, which is the large and small second-order and first-order spiritual veins attached to the Seven Feather Sect, guarding the sect and providing new blood.

The highest peak, on the Tianlei Peak.

An old cultivator with white hair and beard and immortal wind bones opened his eyes, revealing a trace of surprise.

“…… Is the sect going to prosper? ”

After thinking for a while, he shot out a talisman and flew into the distance, hiding his body and disappearing into a rainbow light.

"Senior brother!"

After a while, a rough man who also hid his figure followed, a little incredulous: "Heavenly Spirit Root!" Innate sword body! Could it be that Li Mingda's little guy made a mistake? ”

"Even if the ancestors of the past generations have spirits, they won't be favored here, right?"

"Just look at it."

The white-eyed old cultivator was noncommittal.

Monk Jindan's speed was so fast that when the two of them caught up with the jade boat, the other party could not walk more than a tenth of the distance.

In a flash, the two appeared at the core of the jade boat.

"Meet Elder Taishang! Meet Uncle Zhou! ”

The rosacea old man was startled, got up, and bowed respectfully.

Then, without waiting for the two to speak, he passed on a few words and stood aside to listen.

When Jiang Ding and Li Qingyun walked in, they saw such a scene, the old man who had always been majestic now looked like an immature teenager.

"Meet the seniors!"

The two reacted and saluted respectfully.

Brother Jindan!

Jiang Ding's heart was shocked, this was the first time he had seen a living Jindan monk.

Boundless power, 600 years of life!

It is enough to survive the rise and fall of two dynasties, and sit back and watch countless mortals die of old age, sickness and death, but they themselves remain unchanged at all.

"Two little friends, don't be restrained, just treat this place as your home, and treat the two of us as your elders."

The white-eyed old cultivator is extremely kind, and like the kind old man, people can't help but feel good.

"It's really ......"

His hand was on Li Qingyun's shoulder, and after a moment, he showed joy.

The spiritual root of the monk is one of the most wonderful things in the immortal cultivation world, and it cannot be scanned by divine consciousness in the air.

"This, the mutilated ......"

Then he put his hand on Jiang Ding's shoulder and muttered for a long time.

Jiang Ding noticed that the other party's expression was shocked, and then wrinkled slightly, as if he had encountered some huge problem.

The spirit touches the tip of the rusty sword and runs away at any time.

(End of chapter)