In the Qingshen Mansion, everyone who entered it was chasing the direction of the strange fragrance gathering and gathering, but at this time, many bigwigs from the outside world who were guarding the banks of the Wei River were attracted by another thing again.

"The Pathway Conference is about to begin?"

A figure sitting on a protruding rock on the edge of the riverside cliff had been looking at the river beach below, occasionally raising his eyes to look at the surging river, but at this time, he broke the silence and suddenly opened his mouth to ask.

Several people around them looked surprised, they were just communicating this matter with their divine thoughts, and they didn't know if this old monster had captured their divine thoughts or had just heard about it from other sources.

"Answer me, you must know a lot after talking for so long. The man, who had always had his back to these people, slowly turned around and looked up.

Some of the people he asked were very unhappy with this attitude, and they were about to have a seizure, but suddenly found that the rest of the people around them were looking at the old man who turned around with a calm face.

"Hate the rain Venerable, we only know a little bit about it. A middle-aged man replied with a faint smile on his face.

Seeing that the Taoist friend beside him, who was afraid of a tiger, was so polite, the man who was about to have a seizure had a flash of happiness in his eyes.

"Let's talk about this one or two. The old man spoke lightly, then stretched out a finger from the cuff of his robe and tapped it lightly on the rock beside him.

"Ah!" the man who was feeling happy cried out in pain, only to see that there was a wisp of clear air above his head.

Several people around him were shocked, they were all very familiar with such a performance, and they were also aware of some of the man's movements, but they didn't expect that they still couldn't escape the fate of being cleaned up.

"Cutting you off an inch of divine root is the price. After the old man said this, he turned his back again, not worrying at all that the man would fight back, "You say your one or two, I listen." ”

After seeing the fate of a Taoist friend who had a decent relationship on weekdays, these people naturally didn't dare to slack off, they knew in their hearts that even if this Taoist friend was up and down the entire sect combined, they didn't dare to take revenge on this old man.

"Disciple, can't we old guys get involved?" After listening to the stories of several people, Venerable Hated Rain frowned.

Although he couldn't see the old man's expression, the few people who talked about the opening meeting could hear the dissatisfaction in the old man's tone, so they could only stand there in fear for a while, not knowing what to do.

The monks on the entire riverside naturally noticed the movement here, but they didn't dare to make any movement when they knew who the old man was, and after asking those who didn't know, they also glanced in this direction with awe and chose to keep quiet.

Traumatized by the reduction of the divine root, the man just honestly endured the severe pain and stood in place without saying a word, since he heard the name of this old man from a few Taoist friends around him, he had some bad premonitions.

"Fellow Daoists, I hate that the rain has a reluctant request, this Dao opening conference is coming, I have no disciples, I want to choose a disciple from the outstanding people who came out of the bottom of the Wei River, if there is a master who hopes that his sect can make it convenient, I have my own gratitude, the bottom of the Wei River is not contaminated except for the things kept by my disciples. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people of this sect who were already worried about competing for the treasures obtained by their disciples at different levels from their essence all showed joy on their faces, after all, it was completely cost-effective for a disciple to change to a good Dao fate, not to mention that he could also make friends with this big man.

"Hate the rain, after you break the realm, you will come here to fight the autumn wind, and I have a reservation for the time being on this matter. A voice spoke in a calm tone, but the words were very confident.

But this time the old man didn't move, just nodded slowly, and then said: "I have broken through the realm for a long time, and I came here just to have a good time, but I haven't been out for many years, but I don't know that you Jiang Yan is not dead." ”

The two bigwigs sneered at each other, and naturally no one dared to join in the excitement, and the riverside returned to its previous silence for a while.

Fang Zheng hung not far behind the Qing Soul Crossing group, thinking in his heart how to deal with these geniuses of various sects with higher cultivation.

The others didn't talk about it for the time being, but with this Jiang You, Fang Zheng had already seen his aura in the middle stage of the knot pill with the help of the Cutting Immortal Stage.

"Cultivating so quickly at a young age, take the medicine. Fang Zheng complained a little sour in his heart, but when he ate lemons, he forgot how long he had been cultivating.

"Kill them!" Jiang You's cold voice came out.

Fang Zheng looked at the past with a calm expression, he knew that this was Jiang You, and there were people from other sects in front of them, and they would probably not let go of the others they met in front of him.

"It's so simple and rude, but it's a pity that I can't expose myself with my hands, and all this good merit is gone. Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly.

After a few moments, the group quickly walked in the direction of the aroma gathering again.

The trees slowly became sparse, and Fang Zheng gradually became a little troublesome to hide himself, after all, it was useless for a big living person to stand there and restrain his breath, unless he was surrounded by blind people.

As the trees became fewer and fewer, the ground began to become flatter, overgrown with some kind of emerald green grass, and the sharp-eyed Fang Zheng saw that the occasional flash of blue among these grasses was the kind of small flower from before, and it was also the favorite flower of this green god.

At this point, there is no obvious change in the flow and convergence of the aroma, but the air is full of strange fragrances, and not far away an oval-shaped lake lies in a green meadow, and the whole scenery is dreamlike and seems quite unreal.

At this time, Fang Zheng had already found another place with slightly higher grass to hide, this position was about a few hundred meters away from the lake, and closer to Fang Zheng was reluctant to show up and walk out, the grass over there was too shallow.

"This whole lake is actually that Qingshen Wine..."Fang Zheng muttered in a low voice, a little incredulous, but the fragrance in the air and the huge aura contained in the lake in front of him told him that this was the truth!

Just looking at the occasional condensation and transformation of the spiritual mist above the lake, almost all the monks who came here understood what kind of treasure this was, and even many people who felt that they had a chance to win were worried about how many people they would have to kill to have enough storage utensils to hold this "lake".

Fang Zheng didn't worry about this problem, but he couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he thought of the familiar figures in the obvious aura in the illusion, and then looked at the aura that he had chosen to hide for the time being.

"Making a wedding dress for the enemy's preacher, this green god may also be depressed when he knows it. Fang Zheng thought a little helplessly in his heart, he couldn't stop these people in the first place, not to mention that there were so many Qingshen wines now.