A boring day passes.

Zuo Meng closed the door of the shop after dinner, and as soon as he walked down the street, he met a man in black in a cloak, who approached him and said a word, and left in a hurry.

"The immortals stroke my top, knot hair and receive immortality, if you ask the road of eternal life, Xicheng Dragon Emperor Temple. ”

Phoenix?

How long has the world changed dramatically, are there all the cults?

The distance was so close, Zuo Meng was ready to go over to see how far they had developed. At present, the upper limit of the law should still be the foundation building monk, and after the second and third great changes, there will be strong people at the level of Jiedan and Yuanying in the world, and at that time, the world may really enter the era of Xianxia.

"Do you believe in immortals?"

Zuo Meng met a doorkeeper at the door, who was shrouded in a black robe and covered tightly.

"Naturally believe. ”

Zuo Meng replied casually.

"Have you ever met an immortal?"

"I met, a mountain god, I saw it on a rock. Zuo Meng thought of the seven stones that had been sealed by him at the beginning of the era.

At present, the wilderness should be unsealed, and the remaining six pieces don't know where they are.

Hearing Zuo Meng's answer, the person in the black robe raised his head in surprise, as if he remembered Zuo Meng's appearance, and then took out a black brand from his sleeve and threw it to him.

"You can go in. ”

"Turn left after entering the door, there is a secret passage, at the entrance you give him the token and he will take you there. ”

After speaking, the black-robed man didn't pay attention to Zuo Meng anymore, he should be the first level of screening here, and only those who are qualified will get the brand, if they are unqualified, they should be led to the other side by him.

Zuo Meng followed the description of the black-robed man into the secret passage, and then went all the way down, judging from the terrain, it should be underground.

After leaving the secret passage, Zuo Meng found that this place was bigger than he imagined.

This is a huge black pavilion, built in the ground, the sky is inlaid with night pearls, arranged like the starry sky, surrounded by lanterns, brightly lit, and the road is also full of people. As soon as Zuo Meng walked over, he saw a sign, which was the same as the wanted plaque of the Yamen, but the difference was that it recorded some information announcements.

"Ask Xianlou?"

Zuo Meng saw the name of this place on it.

It records that during this period of time, several things related to 'immortals' happened in Suzhou Prefecture, and there are some big people who have been identified as 'immortals', Hanshan Temple's traitor ring name is at the top of the list, known as Tianhan Buddha, the second and third is the Daozi of Daomen, and the sword of the sword faction, the name Zuo Meng has never heard of.

The above news is a legendary figure, there are about 20 of them, all of them have names and surnames, and the name of the person who provided the information, but if you want to see it, you need to spend money to buy it.

"This landlord is quite good at business. ”

Zuo Meng felt that the person who created the Immortal Tower was a talent.

The part below the bulletin board,Posted are some recent news,For people who want to ask immortals,These messages have only one title,If you want to know the specifics,You need to ask the people of the immortal building to spend money to buy。

'Hanshan Temple was killed again, and on July 15, the sword king worshiped the mountain. ’

The King of Swords?

Zuo Meng didn't know which person this was, but since he asked Xianlou to give him the name, he must also be the strongest person who has been inherited in the world's first batch of great changes, just like the little girl who knows how to paint.

"The monk has been looking for a way to deal with the traitor disciple, desperately trying to find an opportunity to become an 'immortal', and this is a good time, the opportunity has been sent to the door. "Zuo Meng once met a monk in the Black Forest, when in order to find a way to become an immortal, Jienian went to the Black Forest to explore some underground palace, and his life was almost lost there.

Hanshan Temple is the place where Zuo Meng Buwu is in the world, and he remembers the two brothers of the precept and the precept name relatively clearly.

He might have to deal with the two brothers in the future, so he paid special attention to the news and spent money to buy some details.

After a walk around, I found that most of them were ordinary people, and a small number of people who had obtained the 'inheritance' at the time of the great change were mixed in, and the foundation building monks who broke the shackles at the peak stage were not seen here, some of them were like underground gatherings of scattered cultivation, and they were like the immortal cultivation forces cultivated in advance by people with hearts, in short, no matter what it was, it had no impact on Zuo Meng, he only needed to wait now, waiting for the golden figure to lay out everything, and harvest at the final moment to be a melon farmer.

"It's one more way to make money. ”

Zuo Meng sold some news here, the content of the sale is 'totem exercises', this thing is Zuo Meng's temporary intention to sort out, now the 'inheritance' has just begun to spread, many people have obtained the power of the totem, they don't know how to use it, the so-called 'inheritance' is not the real inheritance of exercises, but some seeds sprinkled into the body of ordinary people, with the help of them to pry the laws of the world, to put it bluntly, these immortal inheritors, are just tools of golden shadows.

In the days that followed, Zuo Meng would basically come here every night for a walk.

More than ten copies of the totem exercises sold were sold, which can be regarded as a complete solution to Zuo Meng's financial crisis, and from now on, he is no longer a creator who needs to do business without capital.

July 15, soon arrived.

Under the Hanshan Temple, there was a black-clothed swordsman wearing a hat on this day, this person was different from other pilgrims, holding a knife in one hand, and came up the mountain step by step.

"Sword King?"

Although the Hanshan Temple has undergone a heavy blow, it is still a famous faction, and naturally it has its own news channels, and the sword king has not yet been recognized by people on the mountain.

"The Sword King has broken into the mountain!"

"The Sword King has broken into the mountain!!"

One after another voices came up the steps, instantly alarming everyone in Hanshan Temple, and some people in the rivers and lakes who had been waiting here for a long time to watch the excitement even stretched their necks, ready to watch a good show.

"Amitabha, the holy land of Buddhism, I hope that the donor will untie the blade. ”

An old monk blocked the way of the Sword King, and this old monk was the welcoming monk who had received Zuo Meng at the beginning.

"The knife is invincible, and people give the title of the king of the sword, it has always been that the knife is in the person, and the knife destroys people, the old monk, you want me to solve the knife, and you need to see your ability. As he spoke, the sword king's feet stepped violently on the steps, only to hear a 'click', the bluestone steps cracked instantly, and the whole person of the sword king turned into a cold light, and the knife pointed directly at the door of the welcoming monk.

The welcoming monk whispered the Buddha's horn, and a gray monk's robe flew out, and a strong internal force filled his body.

This Hanshan Temple is the place of Zuo Meng Buwu, the monks in the temple can basically be regarded as the first batch of people who have come into contact with internal strength on the rivers and lakes, like the older generation of the welcoming monks, who are extremely high, are even more profound, and have cultivated to the extent of thirty or forty years in just seven or eight years, this accumulation is related to their lifelong practice, and also related to the revival of aura after the great changes in the world.

Cultivating internal force with higher energy is naturally a thousand miles a day.

Like those geniuses, such as the traitor of Hanshan Temple, Daomen Daozi, etc., which one has not accumulated a hundred years of skill in just a few years, and some of the stronger ones have even touched the limit of two hundred years.

The old monk used his palm with internal strength, and the last shot came first, and slapped his palm on the blade, forcibly interrupting the sword king's slash, forcing him to retreat.