Chapter Ninety-Seven: Three Old Men
Ash got the exact news and hurriedly looked for Han Chen to explain it in detail.
Han Chen looked at Ash with a smile
A cold sweat broke out on the gray head: this thing, I don't want it to save people.
Han Chen seemed to feel something, and when he met Gray Gray's gaze, he nodded.
Ash twisted his little buttocks, reluctantly, sat on the back of the green spirit bird, and went on the journey to save people.
Turning his head in the sky, he glanced at Han Chen, who was sitting cross-legged: Hmph.
Gu Piaopiao, who was sitting not far away, looked at the scene in front of him in surprise: "This matter?"
Han Chen: "It will definitely be able to bring people back safely."
Gu Piaopiao: "Huh?"
Han Chen frowned, looked at the gray gray on the back of the green spirit bird, and said, "Send that woman back to the human race." ”
Ash then rolled his eyes: "Squeak." He called twice, and in a moment the figure disappeared into the distance.
Han Chen glanced at Gu Piaopiao: "Let's go, it's been a lot of delay, and now I don't know what the sect's plan is." ”
Gu Piaopiao asked suspiciously, "Conspiracy?"
Han Chen nodded with a sneer: "Planning how to get a piece of the pie, the Northern Desolation Demon Clan will definitely not disappoint them." ”
Gu Piaopiao: "This Muya girl?"
Han Chen: "Just go for it." ”
About half a day passed, and Han Chen and Gu Piaopiao came to a place three thousand miles away in the center of the Northern Wilderness, under a thousand-meter-high mountain peak.
In the dense forest, the neighing of wild beasts can be heard from time to time.
The figures of the two entered it very quickly.
On the way, I met a lot of low-level demon beasts, and before I opened my spiritual intelligence, I didn't bother to do it, and teleported by.
As soon as the two of them were halfway up the mountain, a young man dressed in white came up with a stern face.
"Gu Tao, the inner disciple of the Lower Hundred Flowers Sect, is waiting for the two of them here. ”
Han Chen nodded: "Lead the way." Gu Piaopiao looked at the surrounding environment.
Dense towering ancient trees, overgrown with weeds that are tall for a man, a few eagles circling in the sky, and a winding path on the ground, intermittent.
Gu Tao: "Please come with me, two of you." ”
Han Chen: "Hmm. ”
Gu Tao led the way in front.
Han Chen and Gu Piaopiao followed behind.
The path up the hill is winding and winding.
From time to time, strange birds could be heard in the woods.
Han Chen asked as he walked, "How many people have gathered in the Northern Wilderness now, and what sects are there?"
Gu Tao frowned slightly: "Now that the four major sects of Middle Earth have arrived, there are still some small sects, no more than five or six, and the people from this Hehuan Sect are also here." ”
Gu Piaopiao was stunned: "The people from the Hehuan Sect are also here?"
Gu Tao nodded.
The figures of the three of them shuttled through the forest at great speed.
After about three hours, it was getting dark.
Gu Tao, who was leading the way in front, actually stopped next to a cliff.
casually took out a spirit card from the storage bag and scratched it in the void.
Below this cliff is the abyss, and a door appears on this abyss.
The three of them immediately stepped forward.
When I saw it, I came to an open place, which should be under the cliff at all, in the abyss, surrounded by formations, isolating places outside the space.
There were about a few hundred people here, sitting on the open ground, each with a somewhat solemn face.
Gu Piaopiao raised his eyes and looked at it, but he didn't find a familiar figure in the crowd.
Where have all the people from this Xuanzong gone?
Gu Piaopiao subconsciously glanced at Han Chen.
Han Chen: "Follow me." ”
Gu Piaopiao nodded and followed behind Han Chen.
The two of them walked inside, looking her up and down with hundreds of pairs of eyes.
Gu Tao smiled faintly and said to the two of them: "I have to go down the mountain to pick up people, please feel free." ”
Gu Piaopiao nodded.
Han Chen walked forward, and Gu Piaopiao followed behind.
I saw this Han Chen walking to the front edge of the clearing.
Raising his right hand and swiping lightly, he saw that there was a slight fluctuation in the space here.
A weak barrier appeared in front of the two of them.
Han Chen's face was expressionless.
I saw that this weak barrier automatically divided into two sides, revealing the intersection where the two of them could walk.
Han Chen raised his feet and stepped in.
Gu Piaopiao followed behind him.
Behind him, hundreds of people in the open space discussed: "It turns out that these two people are from the four major sects of Middle Earth." ”
"What are the identities of these two people?"
"You are really lonely and unheard, this man is Han Zhenjun of Daoxuanzong, and this woman is Ding Lan Daojun, the elder of Shangqing Sect. ”
"How did different sects come together?"
"Who knows. ”
Han Chen and Gu Piaopiao entered the enchantment.
The white light flashed, and several white-bearded old men sat on the soft chairs above.
There were seven or eight tables in this space, and twenty or thirty people sat behind them.
The place where the high-level people of the four major sects gathered, as well as the people of other sects, each of them was a core person.
Gu Piaopiao's surprised eyes looked at Elder Ling of his own sect and the Great Elder of the Lize Sect sitting together.
Gu Piaopiao raised his feet and walked over.
Elder Ling frowned: "Why did you come back, what happened on the way?"
Gu Piaopiao sat down and replied, "There was an accident, it's not a big deal." ”
Leaving the Great Elder of Zezong, Fu Xi asked curiously: "What is the delay, you will come back three or four days late." ”
Gu Piaopiao's face was a little embarrassed and whispered: "Lead the way in front of the next one, and accidentally entered the maze array." ”
Elder Ling's brows furrowed: "The Northern Wilderness is full of dangers, be careful." ”
Gu Piaopiao nodded.
Han Chen raised his eyebrows and walked to Elder Zhou's side, where he was sitting behind the table at the moment, munching on melon seeds.
Elder Zhou drooped his eyelids and said, "Han Zhenjun, what abnormalities have you found on this trip?"
Han Chen's face was gloomy: "The alternation of thrones has caused a riot within the demon clan. ”
Elder Zhou sneered: "It would be good if this was the case, as far as the current intelligence knows, things are not that simple. ”
Han Chen's brows furrowed: "Han also feels weird, how could this demon king change make such a big noise." ”
Elder Zhou lowered his voice and said, "Now the sect is suspicious that Mo Shen, the new demon king of the Northern Wilderness, has been controlled by others, and he can't help himself. ”
Han Chen: "There is news from the Hundred Flowers Sect, it has been found, what is the current situation of the land leading to the Demon Clan?"
Elder Zhou: "Entering the secret passage of the demon clan, there are formations around it, and there are ancient demon beasts guarding it, which is a little difficult. ”
Han Chen casually took a look at who the high-level of the sect was.
The Great Elder of the Lize Sect, Fu Xi, the Third Elder of the Shangqing Sect, Ling Zhongyu, the Great Elder of the Hundred Flowers Sect, Su Qingwu, and the Second Elder Li Yueying.
There were more than a dozen people left, among them were Tian Yuyao, the fourth elder of the Hundred Flowers Sect, the third elder of the Ximen Sect, Ximen Li, the great elder of the Ethereal Palace, Ge Ruilun, and the four elders of the floating sea. Fu Hairao, the seventh elder of Tianxuan Palace, and Qi Nan, the head of Jiuyan Palace.
There were three white-haired old men sitting on it.
They are:
The only one in Middle-earth, the god doctor Shengguang Chengzi, is dressed in white.
Han Chen wondered why he came?
The second gray-clothed and white-haired old man, named Bu Shenghai, the first hexagram master in Zhongzhou, is a combined cultivator.
The third person was an old man in purple, with a dragon qi coiling around his body.
This person is eight hundred years ago, the third emperor of Zhong Xia Kingdom, Sikong Ce, ascended the throne as emperor at the age of seven, entered the cultivation realm at the age of nineteen, and is now in the middle of the god.
Han Chen thought about it in his heart, what did these three old antiques who didn't have an accident come to the Northern Wilderness for, could it be that this Northern Wilderness Demon Clan had something incalculable and important.
。