In the hall, all the masters of the sect continued to discuss, and finally made a decision, and the Holy Lord of Guigu stood in the hall and meditated for a while, and said:

"A few days ago, my disciple didn't save two seriously injured and dying hunters, and learned from them about the situation of the barbarian chaos, and then made a decision. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info Ye Xuanfeng taught Wang Ping, and brought those two people to meet with me. ”

"Yes, Holy Lord!"

A handsome young Confucian in the sect held a bamboo fan and nodded.

One of the thirty-six main peaks, Yexuan Peak, is in the blessed land of Dongtian.

Xia Yu sat cross-legged, reading the ancient scriptures hidden in the Holy Land of Guigu, absorbing the knowledge about Beiju Luzhou.

Behind him, Bai Xiaojian moved his fist technique and cultivated his body and mind.

"Xia Yu, worship Xiaojian, my master ordered the two of you to go and meet him!"

A shadow appeared in front of the two of them and whispered.

It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, wearing a white dress, with a face like jade, bright eyes and bright teeth, a slender figure, a slender waist, straight legs, unstained by the world, and beyond the world, like a snow lotus that is not stained by mud.

A few days ago, it was she who saved the two of them, their name was Ye Qiu, they were the personal disciples of Ye Xuan Peak Sect Leader Wang Ping, and the monk who had cultivated to the peak of divine enlightenment.

"Thank you, worship Xiaojian, let's go!"

Xia Yu put down the ancient scripture in his hand, called the sweaty worship of the little sword, and said.

"No, I'm here!"

The colorful rainbow flashed, and Ye Xuanfeng Sect Leader Wang Ping held a bamboo fan and flashed in front of the two of them, smiling slightly.

"Two little ones, you are in trouble! Senior Brother, invite the two of you to the Holy Lord's Hall to enjoy the wilderness together. ”

Wang Ping smiled, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"Immortal Master, is the matter of barbarism very serious? Even the Holy Lord has to ask about it. ”

Bai Xiaojian was a little surprised and asked.

"That is, the four great Divine Continent sage-level bigwigs are here, and now the Northern Julu Continent has been mixed with dragons and snakes, and even the demon clan has been attracted. ”

Wang Ping was a little serious, his face was serious, and he said.

"Holy Treasure?"

Xia Yu asked tentatively.

In the past few days, he has obtained some information from Ye Qiu and the others.

In Luzhou, the Holy Treasure was born, attracting countless monks, and it was said that it was a divine object that the deceased peerless emperor accompanied his life, and suppressed and killed several saints during his lifetime, shaking the world.

"Hmm. In addition, in the place where the holy treasure was unearthed, the ancient secret scriptures and many treasures hidden in the coffin of the emperor god were hidden, and many monks got one or two of them and made a fortune. ”

Wang Ping said in a whisper, relieving Xia Yu's doubts.

"I see, Immortal Master, let's go. ”

Xia Yu got the answer, and knew that this kind of thing was not something that the two of them should touch, so he said respectfully to Wang Ping.

"Well, when you get to the Holy Lord's Hall, be careful, I will protect you. ”

Wang Ping whispered, making Xia Yu and Bai Xiaojian grateful.

"Let's go!"

Wang Ping waved his sleeves, put the two of them in his sleeves, harnessed the Divine Rainbow, took Ye Qiu, and rushed out of the cave.

The speed of the divine rainbow was extremely fast, the wind was galloping, the white horse passed through the gap, flew for half an hour, passed through dozens of immortal peaks, and finally arrived at one of the main peaks of the Holy Land of the Ghost Valley "Xian Miao".

At the foot of Xian Miao Mountain, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the Ruicai divine light, there are many birds, birds, fairy rabbits playing, hundreds of young monks are cultivating here, and when they see Wang Ping, they salute one after another, and look sideways at Ye Qiu, all of them are in love.

Wang Ping nodded lightly, waved his sleeves, and released Xia Yu and Bai Xiaojian.

"Hey, these aren't the two mortals that Senior Sister Yeqiu rescued outside the mountain a few days ago. ”

"It's amazing to hear that they survived the wilderness. ”

"It's a pity, it's just a mortal, after all, they have to obey the destiny of heaven. ”

Xia Yu sneered, ignoring the young monk's arguments, and looked at the magnificent hall on the mountain, where there were hundreds of terrifying and vast aura, and there was an endless majesty among them. That was Mr. Guigu at that time, the Holy Lord of Guigu, who had a great reputation in Beiju Luzhou and created a formation that shocked the world.

Wang Ping glanced at the young monks, harnessed the Divine Rainbow, and brought Xia Yu and Bai Xiaojian to the main hall.

In the hall, the Holy Lord of Guigu wore a gossip robe, tied his hair and turned his back to everyone, the breath was vast, blended with nature, and the comprehension of the Tao had reached the realm of heaven.

"Brother Master, they have been brought and are ready to be sent. ”

Wang Ping said, rarely retracting the ridiculous face.

"Wang Ping, let's rest on the side!"

The Holy Lord of Ghost Valley said lightly.

"Yes!"

Wang Ping replied, sitting on Qingpu to breathe, and at the same time secretly transmitted to the two of them:

"Don't worry, Brother Master is only asking about savage things. I'll protect you, don't panic!"

Xia Yu chuckled, Wang Ping thought that Xia Yu was just a wild man in the mountains, with vulgar knowledge and fear, but he didn't know that he was used to seeing big scenes, although he faced the fairy-like Ghost Valley Holy Lord, he just had a trace of awe, how could he be afraid of him.

However, Bai Xiaojian was a little flustered, lowered his head, and did not dare to face the Holy Lord of Ghost Valley.

"Bold, mountain man, mortal, still bow down to the Holy Lord!"

A fairy boy next to the Holy Lord of the Ghost Valley shouted angrily at Xia Yu and worshiped Xiaojian.

"Huh?"

Xia Yu glanced at the Holy Lord of the Ghost Valley, and when he saw that he didn't stop the fairy child, he sneered in his heart.

Obviously, although this fairy child is a disciple of the inner sect of the Guigu Valley, he will definitely not shout in the hall in front of the Guigu Sect and the Holy Lord.

This is the coercion of the Holy Land of Guigu against them, dispelling the momentum of Xia Yu and worshipping Xiaojian, and the mountain hunters of the province casually deceived Guigu.

Even if the Holy Lord did not give permission, he was extremely protective of the fairy child.

"You boy, I don't know what to do. All the immortal masters gathered together, the Holy Lord is here, although you are a disciple of the Ghost Valley, you can know the level of seniority, besides, you were not a mortal when you were born, and you forgot your roots?"

Xia Yu sneered and spit out a long sentence, approaching the fairy child.

"Strong-worded boy, I don't know that Guigu is for you to wait for a child to enter, don't forget that my Guigu disciple saved your life. How dare you do this to me!"

Xiantong bypassed Xia Yu's questioning and said angrily.

"Boy?!It's really funny, the dignified Guigu disciple doesn't know the seniority, I'm eighteen years old, and I'm a teenager. You little boy can't be more than ten years old, right! Little boy, you still have learned some basic knowledge in the world, and you can practice in the Immortal Gate!; in addition, although Ye Xuanfeng's disciple Ye Qiu saved the lives of the two of us and has great kindness to us, it is not you, I don't know if you are a man or a woman, do you know the difference between men and women? Ignorant child!"

Xia Yu sneered, his words were compelling, he seized the loophole in Xiantong's language, chased and beat for a while, and scolded Xiantong so much that he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Bold boy, you dare to insult my Guigu disciple, and you have taught yourself Confucianism's tricks, do you know that this is a place where you can go wild?"

One of the red-eyed old men in the sect held a whisk in his hand, his eyes were red, and he didn't breathe, and scolded angrily.

"Xia Yu, that is one of the seventy-two sub-peaks of my ghost valley, Moyang Peak Sect Leader Wang Yan, is the master of that fairy child, he is short-tempered, does not distinguish between right and wrong, is extremely protective of his shortcomings, and his Taoism is profound, and he is about to be promoted to the master of the main peak. You have to be careful. ”

Wang Ping's eyes were cold, and it was not strange to see the red-eyed old Taoist appear to maintain the fairy child, and secretly transmitted Xia Yu and reminded.

Xia Yu nodded secretly, glanced at Wang Yan, figured out his temper, and said decisively:

"Red Eyebrows, who are you? If you speak disrespectfully in front of the Holy Lord, and think that you have a high seniority, you insult your status as an immortal master and bully the kid. Could it be that you and this fairy child who doesn't know what to do is a father-son relationship, protect his shortcomings!"

"Haha, this young man is funny, and his mouth is very clever. ”

"That is, this kid actually exposed Wang Yan's old bottom, that fairy boy is his illegitimate son, and all the masters have suspected it, but he has denied it. What else did he have to say this time. ”

"Hehe, it's strange to say, the Holy Lord actually allowed the fairy child to reprimand the hunter regardless of the occasion. Could it be ........"

The leaders of the sect talked and whispered, ignoring Wang Yan's gradually turning red face.

"You kid, look for death!"

Wang Yan was in a hurry, the divine power in his body was boiling, the dust was lightly shaken, and the thousands of inch-long silk threads were overwhelming, twisting towards Xia Yu and Bai Xiaojian.

Xia Yu's face did not fluctuate, he grabbed the little sword that he wanted to dodge, his tongue was sharp, and his words were like swords, piercing Wang Yan's heart, disturbing his divine power alive, his red eyebrows were on fire, and the power of the dust increased a few points.

Xia Yu sneered, he was not afraid of Wang Yan, there was Wang Ping behind him to protect him, and the Holy Lord of Guigu would not watch him and Bai Xiaojian being strangled by Wang Yan.

Sure enough, Wang Ping, who had been closing his eyes and meditating, flashed in his sleeves, and the bamboo fan turned into a small golden sun and flew in, and the hot teeth tore the silk threads and burned into black ashes.

And the Holy Lord of the Ghost Valley, who was hidden in the Great Dao, finally spoke:

"You two stop, I don't exist. Wang Yan, do you still want the position of the head of the main peak?

If the Holy Lord didn't open his mouth, he stirred up a thousand waves and stopped the arrogant Wang Yan lightly.

"Yes, Holy Lord!"

Wang Yan didn't dare to disobey the order, and after glaring at Xia Yu and Bai Xiaojian fiercely, he pulled up the fairy child and hid into a dark corner.

Wang Ping chuckled, took the bamboo fan, and retreated to the green pu to meditate.

The Holy Lord turned around, his eyes were faintly bright, and his dao patterns were revealed, and his momentum was like a majestic mountain, suppressing Xia Yu. This is the authority of a generation of holy lords, which cannot be violated. His face was indifferent, and he said: "You are very powerful, and you are very good at talking, but I want to hear about wild things, not these, now let's talk about it!"

Xia Yu was unwilling to be one point lower than the Holy Lord of Guigu in terms of momentum, he had to rely on the few pieces of information in his hand to seek the greatest benefits, rather than simply repaying the grace of saving his life, and he got carried away.

Xia Yu stood in the main hall, held his head high, and said to Bai Xiaojian, who had always been afraid, from the side:

"Worship Xiaojian, you guy. Don't be afraid of him, you have forgotten your domineering nature! Be fearless, even if you are a monk! You are not just a mortal, you surrender to the way of heaven. ”

Bai Xiaojian nodded secretly, awakened by Xia Yu's words, ashamed of his previous cowardice, his body was hard, he looked at the monks in the hall, and the domineering momentum in his eyes returned.

"Hmm! Toast and don't eat and drink! Don't tell the Holy Lord!"

The red-eyed old Taoist Wang Yan jumped out and scolded. He found an opportunity, and his palms were dyed with golden light, and he slammed them into their faces.

If this palm hits the two of them, even if they don't die, they will peel off their skin. He wanted to take revenge for his previous revenge and give Xia Yu and Bai Xiaojian a dismount.

This palm shot quickly, even the Holy Lord of the Ghost Valley had no time to resist, not to mention Xia Yu and Bai Xiaojian.

"Humph!"

Xia Yu snorted, the Kyushu Ding Dao pattern in the center of the eyebrows suddenly broke out, nine bronze quadrangular giant tripods actually emerged from the center of the eyebrows, suspended in the air, the top of the surface vibrate, engraved on the rare beasts, mountains and rivers and plants full of blue divine power, nine three-legged golden crows flew out from the tripod, the golden divine fire poured out, and Wang Yan's palms comparable to magic weapons were burned into a black charred shape, exuding a smell of flesh.

"What a terrifying power!"

Wang Yan was hit hard, and he was in a cold sweat, afraid of the nine golden crows that surrounded the four directions, and the magic weapon that had been cultivated by the sect with divine power for many years spit out from his mouth and guarded it tightly.

"If it weren't for the sword transformation supernatural power, then how could he make a dragon out of thin air, this dragon has dragon energy. The master thought for a while and said, "There is a dragon soul stone in the material used to make that sword. "Dragon Soul Stone?" the apprentice asked with a puzzled expression. "There are dragons in the East, and the true dragons love to sleep, and they sleep for three thousand years. Three thousand years of breathing, so that everything around it with aura, the dragon soul stone is close to the dragon's mouth of the stone, the dragon's mouth every time there is a huge aura through the stone, every year on August 15, the dragon ball absorbs the essence of the moon, the dragon soul stone is under the dragon ball. Three thousand years have given this dragon soul stone a wisp of the true dragon's dragon soul. Therefore, it is called the Dragon Soul Stone. The apprentice was still very puzzled: "Then shouldn't this stone be in the cave of the real dragon?" After hearing this, the corner of the master's mouth twitched and said: "Before the real dragon ascends, the cave will be broken," looking at the apprentice's still puzzled eyes, he explained: "In ancient times, after the true dragon ascended, the human monks went to find the true dragon cave mansion and broke the cave mansion formation. Either loot it or occupy the cave. What's more, the little dragon that is still growing in the cave is enslaved. When the ascending true dragon knew about it, he issued a strict order that when the true dragon ascended, the cave would be destroyed. This order made many true dragons dissatisfied, and the dragon clan elder explained that the formation of the cave mansion could not resist the human monks, and any formation would collapse under the tide of monks. Could the dragon clan bear to let humans enter the cave and plunder it wantonly? Could the dragon clan build a cave for the monks? Later, every dragon clan destroyed their cave mansion before ascending, and this dragon soul stone is estimated to be unintentionally found by them. The apprentice thought for a long time after hearing this, staring silently at the ground, not knowing what to think. After a long time, he raised his head and said, "Master is a great virtue, and the disciple will never forget." "To know these secret masters, I'm afraid the origin is not simple. He is a little disciple in the foundation building period, and he must firmly grasp this heavenly fate.

"I have taken this strange treasure, and I told your father that he should send ten thousand demon wolf riders to help me get this sword. "The master is like a hungry wolf seeing a big fat sheep. The futile shuddered and walked away quickly. He came to a grassland with a familiar car, which was the territory of Ke Caimu, the master of the seventh cave of the barbarians, and the Zhennan army did not know that they were more than a hundred miles away was the base camp of the seventh cave of the barbarians.