Cuiwei Mountain is located on the border of Qushu Country, and the mountain is not too big, and there are three or five not too tall peaks connected in the first line. Surrounded by water on both sides, the mountains are lush and verdant, and the landscape is acceptable.

This Qushu State is just a small border country, sandwiched between two major dynasties, and looks up to its nose. This so-called Cuiwei Mountain is not a place where Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, and I have never heard of any number one force in Zhongshenzhou in the realm of Cuiwei Mountain. I think it's just a place that the other party has temporarily chosen for himself.

The three of them landed on the top of a mountain peak one after another, and there was a palace not far ahead.

Zhu Yong green tile, carved fence jade, a piece of splendor. Obviously, the owner of this place is a person who is very particular about living and traveling.

Qingjian Daoist stretched out his hand to make a guide and invited Zhuo Yuming into the hall.

The atrium is extremely spacious and as luxuriously furnished as it looks from the outside. The seats are carved and chiseled from golden silk nan wood, with exquisite craftsmanship and subtle lines. There are all kinds of treasures on the wooden shelves everywhere, and there are many kinds of patterns. Hang a landscape map on the back wall of the middle hall, the pen is strong, the depiction is expressive, and it is everyone's handwriting at a glance.

There were already three people seated in the hall, two to the left of the main seat and the lower hand. After the big man who was the first to step into the hall nodded and saluted the three of them, he sat down on the lower head of the left side with a golden sword, and the big lance on his shoulder was across his lap.

Zhuo Yuming walked into the hall with Qingjian Dao Chang, and the three people who were already here also nodded their heads.

After Qingjian accompanied Zhuo Yuming to sit down on the right hand seat, he was like an old monk in his meditation, his hands folded on his lower abdomen, his eyes slightly closed, and he no longer spoke.

Zhuo Yuming was not in a hurry, and looked at the white-haired old man in the main seat with a smile.

"Zhuo Daoyou, meet again. The old man is Han Qingzhu of the Heavenly Apocalypse Immortal Sect, ten years ago he saw the Taoist Immortal in the Demon City, and he was very fascinated, and today he was finally fortunate to meet the Taoist again. ”

The old man smiled and reported to his home, as Zhuo Yuming expected, it was indeed the person who had seen his own shot in the Demon City.

Zhuo Yuming smiled and said in a harmonious voice: "I remember that Senior Han was one of the Earth Immortal Monks on the battlefield that day, but unfortunately the younger generation was lowly in cultivation and could not go to the high-altitude battlefield to admire the heroic appearance of the seniors. I don't know what the seniors will bring here today, and what they will command. ”

After the white-haired old man named Han Qingzhu made eye contact with the two people sitting below, he raised his hand and stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "I took the liberty of inviting Daoyou here this time, but I actually want to ask Daoyou for advice. ”

"Senior Han is polite, don't dare to ask for advice, Senior Han has something to ask the junior, just ask. ”

Zhuo Yuming has always been rude to such polite people.

Sitting on the left side of the chief was a monk in a red robe, seeing that Zhuo Yuming's surface kung fu was enough, he also nodded after glancing at the middle-aged man beside him. Han Qingzhu caught a glimpse of the gesture of the two companions, and with a wave of his sleeves, several golden lights suddenly rose up in the hall, blending and intertwining, like an upside-down golden bowl, hanging above everyone's heads.

Seeing the other party's forbidden spell, Zhuo Yuming just sneered in his heart, and his face still did not move. His eyes just looked at Han Qingzhu with a smile, waiting for his next words.

After laying out a set of forbidden secret methods, Han Qingzhu also said the topic with a smile: "Previously, in the Demon Town, I saw Zhuo Daoyou perform a few magic powers, and the old man who sacrificed several heavy treasures also looked very familiar. I don't know if Zhuo Daoyou can give me some advice. ”

Hearing what Han Qingzhu said, Zhuo Yuming really sneered to the extreme in his heart.

This person doesn't want to ask for it at all, and he can ask for such a secret thing that involves other people's avenues, and it seems that he has made up his mind to face each other if he doesn't agree with each other.

This is here, except for the strong man carrying the big lance and the monk who is the head of the Qingjian Dao is a monk who has returned to the Tibetan realm, and the monk and middle-aged man who were in the hall earlier without saying it, it is naturally also the land immortal realm. For the sake of his own small cave realm, the other party dispatched three earth immortals, obviously determined to complete the battle. Now I can still sit here in a harmonious manner, it is because I know the current affairs, once I show an uncooperative attitude, I am afraid that the next moment this group of people will start to imprison themselves, and then use secret methods to search for the soul.

As soon as Han Qingzhu's voice fell, even Qingjian, who had been closing his eyes to recuperate, opened his eyes, and the five people in the hall were all staring at Zhuo Yuming intently.

Although the other party has been extremely talkative from the previous woods to the present, Han Qingzhu's question is directly aimed at the other party's sore spot after all, whether it is a person who knows the times as a junjie or would rather die than give in and resist, the next moment will be clear. The sturdy man named Shi Yijian had his hands on the big lance, ready to do it at any time.

The handprint pinching the trick in Qingjian sleeve beside him, the strong man holding the big lance, the monk who stopped pinching the Buddhist beads in his hand, the middle-aged man with the windless robe on his body, and Han Qingzhu who showed his bare skin and smiled without smiling.

The expressions and subtle movements of the five people Zhuo Yuming can be seen.

Zhuo Yuming smiled, still a light picture. After looking around at everyone, Zhuo Yuming said with a smile on Han Qingzhu's pair of shining eyes: "Don't hide it from your predecessors, under the Human Emperor's Dao Sect, what you are using is the magic power inherited by the Human Emperor. As for the three treasures that were sacrificed on the Demon City to contain the Demon World Floating Slaughter, they were also the three forbidden treasures handed down by the Emperor of the People. ”

Everyone in the audience was a little unresponsive for a while, and no one expected that this young man would seem to be defenseless, and he would tell these secrets bluntly.

Several people looked at each other, but Han Qingzhu, who was still in charge, reacted the fastest and took over with a smile.

"Sure enough, as the old man expected, the magical powers and magic weapons displayed by the Taoist friends are the same as those seen by the old man in the ancient books in his early years, and they are indeed inherited by the emperor. ”

After a pause, Han Qingzhu continued: "I don't know if Daoyou Zhuo has a master to inherit the sect at the moment?"

Zhuo Yuming knew the meaning of the song when he heard it, and replied with a smile: "There is no sect belonging at the moment, but the younger generation will establish a sect when they turn around and pass on the human emperor dao in the void spirit realm." The site selection of the sect has already been arranged, and the sect will be established when the time is ripe. I have also talked to the Sword Saint seniors and Feng seniors about this matter, and they are also in favor of it. They were all founded by the sect, and they also invited Han seniors to come to watch the ceremony and make a strong stand for the younger generations. ”

The voice fell, and the hall was silent. As soon as Feng Xing and Ling Ruoxu's names came out, several people were suddenly a little stunned.

As Han Qingzhu, who participated in the battle of Demon City throughout the whole process, it is natural that this young man can not be said to be the biggest hero of the war. Therefore, Feng Xing and the Sword Saint have a lot of eyes on him, I am afraid that it is really not a wantless target, the other party has the inheritance of the human emperor, and it is completely reasonable for these two celestials to take care of him.

For a while, everyone was silent.

Zhuo Yuming looked at several people with different faces, sneered in his heart, and also stopped speaking, just sat quietly.

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