Using the Golden Light Treasure Mirror to perform mirror listening thaumaturgy gave Wushan Twelve Friends a small lesson, and Xuankong took Jiang Xue and others to fall into the clouds. He thought to himself in his heart: "I Xuankong doesn't want to fight with cannon fodder like you in vain, but you don't want to think that I am really afraid of demons like you." ”

Wushan's twelve friends are too tight, almost undisguised in shape, if you don't teach them a lesson, how can this depression in Xuankong's chest be stretched?

He remembered the embarrassed appearance of the twelve friends of Wushan when they were suddenly attacked by the true fire of the sun he had invited, and his heart was full of a little bad taste, and he didn't know how happy he was.

Princess Ao Ying asked, "In this way, we are already out of the surveillance range of the twelve friends of Wushan?"

Xuankong shook his head and said, "Where is it that simple, I'm just giving them a little hardship." However, there is a hermit in this immortal mountain, if he can ask him to help, then the twelve friends of Wushan are not worried. ”

Xiang Yuqi said: "Which side of the Great Luo Immortal is it?"

Xuankong smiled: "Although he is not a Daluo Immortal, he is also a person with supernatural powers, I couldn't see through his heels before, but now I know it!"

As he was talking to Xiangyu, a low roar suddenly came from the ground.

Although Princess Ao Ying has cultivated to Taiyi Fairyland, she is still a little girl's surname, so she arched into Jiang Xue's arms and asked, "What kind of monster is roaring underground?" The roar came again, but this time it was heard clearly, as if there was a giant roaring underground.

Jiang Xue was actually a little scared in her heart, she spilled Zhenyuan out and shrouded the land around her body for a hundred miles, but under her divine sense, there was nothing abnormal in the earth, and there was nothing lurking in it at all.

But the one who came out of the voice was already close to his ears, but Xuankong didn't care at all. He didn't do anything to prevent it, and stood there with his eyes blazing on the ground.

Xuankong waited on the ground for a while, and probably estimated that the thing underground was approaching, and only then did he say loudly: "Laoshan Qi Refiner Xuankong wants to see Mr. Qingjing, and he still wants to pass it on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a yellow smoke rise half a mile in front of them. The smoke rose from under the ground, but it did not drift away, and a huge roaring wheezing voice came from the yellow mist: "My husband is not in the cave, the distinguished guest will come again!"

Only then did Princess Ao Ying and the others see clearly that the person seemed to have a figure, his face was like a red jade beard like soap velvet, and he was wearing an iron armor embroidered jacket up and down. It took half a bang to fully stand up from the soil, and huge mana fluctuations emanated from his body.

Xiangyu and Jiangxue are both Taiyi Scattered Immortals, but they can't help but take a step back in front of such Weihe giants.

However, the fear in their hearts has dissipated, and they have all obtained the true cultivation of inheritance, so they recognize this as the ancient Yellow Turban Force. Although he is a remnant of the Wu clan, he has long forgotten the secret method of inheritance in the clan, so although he has a body of mana, he does not know how to use it.

Besides, the cultivation of this Yellow Turban Warrior guarding the mountain is actually not high, and he has not yet stepped into the realm of heavenly immortals, but the mana is scattered outside at the moment of unknown convergence, which makes Jiang Xue and others mistakenly think that some Daluo Immortal has come.

This wrestler leaned down to look at Xuankong, nodded and said, "I remember you, but my husband said that no matter who comes, he must say that he is not there." ”

Xuankong smiled: "Others are others, but I came but it was different, you just have to go to pass it on." ”

The yellow turban wrestler just didn't allow it, yawned, and suddenly blew up flying rocks and gravel in the mountains and forests. Behind him, a black tiger quietly emerged in the wind and sand, and on top of the tiger was a Taoist riding a Taoist, and said with a smile: "How are you different from others?"

Xuankong saw that the master here was at home, and his heart was already a lot of settled, and he looked at the man and smiled: "Xuankong is here to ask for help from the master!"

As soon as he said this, not only Xiangyu and Jiangxue were taken aback, but even the Daoist above the black tiger was stunned. Only Princess Ao Ying didn't know much about the system of the Laoshan faction, so she said strangely: "Hey, Xuankong, your Laoshan faction originally had people from the side branches!"

The Dao man was also puzzled, looked up at the sky, and asked, "Xuankong Xiaoyou, do you know where this is?"

This was the road that Xuankong pushed the clouds to, of course he knew the roots, and nodded at the moment: "This is the real big cave of Zhu Minghui in the Southern Ganbu Continent." ”

The man raised his head and laughed, and said, "You still know that this is the big cave of Luofu Mountain, but not your Laoshan Mountain, and I have no junior disciples, let alone junior nephews." ”

Xuankong approached the Taoist, smiled mysteriously, and said: "I couldn't understand your origin before, but this time I went down the mountain to travel by accident to recognize the ancestral sect, so I recognize your heels!"

The Taoist was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "You Laoshan have obtained a volume of the Taoist book of the ancient gods, could it be that you have already found the original sect?"

Xuankong clapped his hands and smiled: "Exactly, exactly, that's why I came to seek help from my uncle!"

The Taoist heard Xuankong's words, so he raised his ears and asked, "Then tell me, how did we become disciples?"

After he said this, Jiang Xue and Xiangyu also calmed down, wanting to hear how the relationship between Xuankong and this person was connected. Xuankong said with a smile: "This is the seventh largest cave heaven in the Southern Ganbu Continent, Luofu Mountain, Zhu Minghui Zhendongtian, you are Mr. Qingjing, and you also got the ancient Great Divine Dao Book, so you practice, but the time when you got the Dao Book is in front and my master started the Laoshan School in the back, so I want to call you uncle." ”

Mr. Qingjing let out an "oh" and shook his head: "This news is not a bizarre secret, even if you know it, what can you do, then you can tell me which ancient god Taoist system I have first?"

Xuankong didn't bother talking about Mr. Qingjing's Taoism, but started with his own Laoshan faction: "My master Yimei Daoren got the remnants of the Taoist book of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God Puhua Tianzun Wen Zhong Taishi on Laoshan Mountain, and Wen Zhong Taishi studied under the Golden Light Holy Mother, so he is a family inheritance with you." ”

Xiangyu and Jiang Xue also knew that the Laoshan sect inheritance really originated from ancient times, no wonder they could experience it every time they listened to the lecture of Yimei Dao Chief, that the ancient qi refining method was not divided into races, and anyone who had a spiritual understanding could practice.

Xuankong said again: "And Mr. Qingjing, you are good at using the iron whip and controlling the black tiger, you can't help but think of a great sage in the sect. ”

At this point, it would be meaningless to say it thoroughly.

When Mr. Qingjing heard that Xuankong had pointed out this, he didn't hide it, jumped down from the black tiger and said to the black tiger: "Huazi period, everyone else has already recognized our heels, and they haven't shown their form yet?"

It turned out that the black tiger under his seat was also extraordinary, and it was really a divine beast under the seat of Marshal Zhao Gongming of the Xuantan Temple, and later lost his master after the catastrophe of the gods, so he drilled into Luofu Mountain and occupied the source of the cave to practice alone, until he met Mr. Qingjing, who inherited Zhao Gongming's Taoism, and then re-recognized the master.