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"Fellow Immortal Masters, Xiao Wang has already inquired that my third brother has also hired a cultivator, and his cultivation is not low, and the Vault Dao man of Baiyan Mountain came to challenge him, but he was killed by him. A gorgeously dressed and slightly chubby middle-aged man said respectfully to the old man sitting on five futons.

These five old men are the famous "Five Lonely Elders of Dragon-like Mountain Streams" in the Yue Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm.

And their dojo is the dragon-like mountain stream in the Yue country.

Although these five orphans are not brothers, their relationship with each other is better than that of brothers, and they have been together day and night for more than 100 years.

The strength of every lonely old man is at least the early stage of foundation building, and the lonely old man who ranks the eldest has the mana of the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

I'm afraid that only the strong people who build the foundation at the peak dare to say that they can stabilize them, right?

"The Dome Dao is dead?" the old man was surprised. Although they have been enlightened in the dragon-like mountain stream all the year round, they rarely appear in the world. But for the movement of the Yue Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm, he is still observing all the time.

"That Vault Dao man's strength is good, although the six-legged black centipede is not too powerful a demon beast, but in that battle, the Dome Dao man won very easily, and he didn't even use a killer weapon, and it is estimated that his combat power will not be weaker than me. The four lonely elders said.

"Hmph, he's strong, after all, he's just one person, our five brothers join forces, and even the existence of the pinnacle of the foundation can be maneuvered. Ergu Lao snorted coldly, his tone full of pride.

"Of course, with my third brother's ability, at most, I will invite a more powerful immortal master in the early stage of foundation building, how can it be compared with the famous dragon-like mountain stream five lonely elders?" The prince complimented, the dragon-like mountain five lonely elders are his biggest reliance, otherwise, if there are no five of them, if he competes fairly with secular forces, with his ability, he may not be able to do King Qing.

King Qing occupies an absolute advantage in terms of talent, wisdom, appearance, age, etc., if it were not for the prince being established as the prince early, he has great prestige in the court and the opposition, and the Son of God does not allow King Qing and the prince to meddle in military affairs, with the ability of the prince, he may have been brought down by King Qing and swept into the cold palace.

"Don't worry, prince, even if it's not for anything else, just for the place in the Longhu Mountain Vein House, the five of us will do our best. Da Gu Lao said lightly.

The prince hurriedly said yes, complimented him a few more words, and then slowly withdrew from the room.

Walking through the garden, the prince's flattering look gradually disappeared, and as soon as he clapped his hands, several shadows suddenly appeared.

"Have you investigated the origin of the immortal master hired by the third prince?" the prince asked coldly.

"Back to the prince's words, the little ones are still investigating. A middle-aged man, bowing his head.

"A bunch of rice buckets! Waste! It's all a bunch of waste!" the prince slapped away with red eyes, and the middle-aged man did not dodge or dodge, and snapped on the ground, and received a slap on the cheek.

"Please forgive the prince!" The middle-aged man knelt down, and the subordinates behind him also quickly knelt down.

With a slap, the prince's anger and grievances were also vented a lot, and the haze on his face slowly disappeared.

After all, he has been in the position of the crown prince for more than 20 years, even if his ability is not good, it is not useless, if it is really Adou who can't be supported, without King Qing's action, the ministers of the government and the opposition and the Son of Heaven will depose him.

"Get up. The prince waved his hand calmly, "Go to the account room and take a thousand taels of silver, buy some good wine and meat for your subordinates, and replenish your nutrition." ”

"Thank you for the gift of the prince!" the middle-aged man hurriedly thanked him.

"As soon as possible! Within three days, if the investigation still can't be found, you can resign yourself!" the prince said coldly.

"Yes!" said the middle-aged man, sweating profusely.

When the middle-aged men turned into shadows again and disappeared somewhere, the prince's cold face suddenly revealed a trace of fear and worry.

Qingfeng County's assassination failed, although the dead soldiers he sent did not confess the name of the crown prince from the beginning to the end, but even a fool knew that the only one who had any hope of competing with him for the throne was the third prince, King Qing.

The rest of the princes are either too young, or they are squeezed by the two, or they are lazy and have no ability at all.

"How is that possible...... Where did the three princes find such a powerful immortal master?" The prince frowned, although the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream swore that the five of them would join forces to kill the worship of the Qingwang Mansion.

However, the prince is suspicious and worried by nature. Never trust anyone.

"How can you not know the names of the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream? Since you know their names, you still dare to serve as the worship of the Qingwang Mansion, which is clearly a kind of provocative behavior against the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream! If you don't have any confidence or killer skills, how can you do this? Is it a diligent, impulsive? I don't believe ......it?" the prince murmured softly.

After all, the name of the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream is too big, and in the scattered cultivation of the immortal world of the Yue Kingdom, it can be called the existence of Mount Tai Beidou, and many second-grade sects have invited the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream to join, and Xu Yitai is on the position of elder.

However, the character of the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream is also arrogant and stubborn, except for Longhu Mountain, the rest of the sects are not looked down upon.

And Longhu Mountain, as the largest immortal cultivation sect in the Yue Kingdom, the Emperor Taishang of the imperial court, naturally has no shortage of foundation building masters, if it is a strong person at the peak of foundation building, maybe Longhu Mountain will consider it and let him join and become a senior deacon in the sect.

...... In fact, as a foreigner, Mu Yu really didn't know the name of the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream.

Prior to this, the pastoral language had been carefully analyzed.

The place of the leyline house in Longhu Mountain is precious, but it is not enough to attract the strong people of the Yudan period, this kind of existence, as long as you join Longhu Mountain, or pay a certain amount of remuneration to Longhu Mountain, you can use the leyline house for a long time. After all, the weight of a strong person in the Dan stage is still very large, and among the powerhouses in the human world, even the four-rank sect will release enough goodwill.

Therefore, those who compete with the pastoral language, that is, the characters at the level of the foundation building period, and the monks who are too powerful in the foundation building period, are still not eye-catching for the quota of the leyline house, especially those who have a sect and faction, and generally do not participate.

That is to say, the strength of the relatively strong casual cultivation, there is a desire for the quota of the leyline house, and the vast majority of casual cultivation, the strength is mediocre, and the casual cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building may not be able to beat, a monk in the early stage of foundation building who came out of a famous family. And the strength of Mu Yu, it is not difficult to beat the masters of the mid-stage foundation building of the great sects, even if the peak powerhouse of Longhu Mountain comes, he can also maneuver one or two, or even draw!

......

Through all these explanations, there is nothing to worry about in pastoral language.

However, Mu Yu still asked King Qing to ask him to check the details of the prince's mansion, after all, it is always good to be careful.

A few days later, the capital, Qingwangfu.

In a room, Mu Yu looked at the information in his hand, his divine sense only swept slightly, and the Yue Chinese characters on it were imprinted in the deepest part of his mind.

"The five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream are a little tricky......" Mu whispered.

Taking advantage of the gap in cultivation, Mu Yu is also constantly learning about the Yue Kingdom Cultivation Immortal Realm, and he also has some understanding of the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream, and through the information compiled by King Qing, Ling Mu Yu's eyebrows are also slightly bent.

One-on-one, these five people, no one is his opponent. However, the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream have always joined forces to attack the enemy, and they are proficient in a variety of battle array combinations, and many powerful foundation-building monks are also a big headache in the face of the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream.

"Since this fight is inevitable, I have no choice but to strike first. With a rub of his hand, a fireball burst out, burning the information in his hand to ashes. Immediately, a deep sneer spread on Mu Yu's face, and his eyes were gloomy like water, and as cold as ice.

In the next half month, the dragon body of the Son of Heaven continued to deteriorate, and the news of his critical illness came out.

"The old emperor is about to die!" Everyone was terrified, especially the ministers who were getting closer to the hub, they were even more depressed all day long, and they didn't dare to breathe.

The old emperor is not dead, and King Qing and the crown prince dare not move. After all, the old emperor is still the son of heaven in the Yue Kingdom, and if he annoys him who is seriously ill, he will send the Imperial Forest Army to arrest them and support other princes to ascend the throne, it will be really sad.

At that time, whether it is the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream or the pastoral language, they can only choose to leave it alone and wait and see how things change.

After all, in the affairs of the secular world, if any immortal cultivator dares to interfere, he will definitely be chased and killed by Longhu Mountain, and become a street rat that everyone in the entire Yue Kingdom immortal cultivation world shouts and kills.

"Are you ready?" The prince who came out of the emperor's bedroom, the grief on his face, gradually disappeared, and he was replaced by a plain face.

"The Imperial Forest Army has agreed, the two will not help each other, and after the crown prince and King Qing decide the winner, they will swear allegiance. The general of the guard army of the four gates of the palace is also in neutrality. And our people also entered the capital in batches a few days ago, and when the incident starts, the number will reach 10,000!" said a middle-aged man wearing a fourth-grade official robe, in a low voice.

"Hmph, these old foxes, since they choose to be neutral and don't help each other, after Gu wins the throne, the first to go under the knife will be their group!" the prince snorted coldly.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed. Now, I hope that there will be no problems on the side of the five lonely elders. The prince raised his head, squinted his eyes, and suddenly felt that today's sunlight seemed a little dazzling?

......

On the outskirts of the capital, the top of a peak.

A figure was wrapped in clouds and mist, sitting on the ground covered with a thin layer of snow, and did not move for a long time.

Suddenly, the white clouds on a sunny day overhead gradually turned light gray, and then in the blink of an eye, they turned into dark gray, and the whole sky became oppressive, only beside the ears, the howling and fierce wind, like the only throbbing before the storm.

Bang!

The first lightning bolt fell like moonlight.

The figure moved, he opened his eyes, stretched out a hand, and burst out with a brilliant golden ray, causing the space to suddenly ripple violently, and the golden ray turned into a circle of golden ripples, detaining a lightning bolt!

This figure is the shepherd, and he has been sitting here for sixteen days.

And he is also preparing for the next big battle!

"Shoot!" Mu Yu snorted, followed by a Heavenly Dao Divine Thunder, and suddenly on a piece of yellow rune paper, a mouthful of essence blood spewed out, and then, he pinched it with both hands, and more than ten materials turned into powder under the flash of the golden mang, and sprinkled on the rune paper.

Suddenly, the lightning that Jin Bo was holding was also integrated into the yellow rune paper under the traction of a guiding spell, like a boulder smashed into the calm lake, stirring up clusters of splashes, and there were bundles of golden light, centered on the divine thunder, spreading out all around, and it was even more faint with a strange blue glow.

Mu Yu stared at the yellow rune paper in front of him, and a little, a burst of violent energy spread out from the yellow rune paper.

Mu Yu's expression changed slightly, gritted his teeth, and probed with one hand, the majestic mana at the dantian continued to flow along the meridians, merging into the arm, and finally gathered in the palm of his hand, and in an instant, a golden light shield shot out, like an upside-down bowl, buckled on the yellow rune paper, and shrank rapidly with the sound of the spell.

The violent energy that diffused from the yellow rune paper gradually weakened, and finally, under a burst of strong light, a blue pattern appeared in the center of the rune paper, resembling the form of lightning.

Second-Order Advanced Talisman - Divine Thunder Talisman!

This talisman, only in a thunderstorm, when thunder and lightning meet, can the next heavenly Dao divine thunder, with some materials, sealed in the rune paper. In the course of 16 days, the Shepherd made a total of 27 talisman preparations, and only succeeded in two of them.

Divine Thunder Talismans, in the second-order talismans, are extremely difficult to make talismans, and many rune masters who are immersed in this way have a success rate of only about forty percent.

"In the past sixteen days, my talisman level has improved a lot, although twenty-seven talismans, twenty-five times failed, only two successes, but the first test, to reach this level, is also very satisfied......" Mu Yu's face showed a faint smile of relief, the power of the Divine Thunder Talisman is extremely powerful, a talisman is enough to flatten a small mountain, hit the foundation monk, one is not good, it will also be reduced to charcoal!

Wiping away the sweat on his slightly pale face, Mu Yu lowered his head, and gently rubbed the lightning lines on the yellow talisman with his fingers, a little, he smiled, and with a palm of his hand, the divine thunder talisman turned into a streamer, and was included in the bag by a suction generated by the storage bag.

"Well, the two Divine Thunder Talismans are enough to severely damage two of the five lonely elders, and the remaining three will not be a cause for concern. Mu Yu got up and stretched his waist lazily, and then, behind his back with one hand, he pinched a spirit stone to replenish his mana, and with the other hand, he patted the storage bag and took out the vault seal seized from the Vault Daoist.

"I've been busy making talismans these days, but I haven't had time to surrender the spirit of the vault seal. Mu Yu smiled faintly, he opened his mouth and spit out, spewing out a cloud of essence and injecting it into the vault seal.

Airplanes~~

The machine spirit hummed, and there was a kind of resistance to this group of natal essence of the pastoral language.

Mu Yu snorted, and as soon as he flipped his palm, the small black seal was suspended in mid-air, and his free right hand pinched out the seal and slapped it on the small black seal.

With a few touches of his fingers, the small dark seal came with the idea of begging for mercy.

Mu Yu's white teeth opened and closed for a while, and he bit his index finger and pressed it on the small black seal. Slowly, strange blood-colored lines suddenly spread out on the small black seal, and finally flashed a ball of blood light, which gradually disappeared.