Chapter 1411: Nine Disciples The Holy Beasts Gathered

Looking at the purple-clothed girl standing not far from him, her expression was cunning and smart, and Qingyang Huan didn't react for a while.

Zi'er, who had been sleeping for hundreds of years, turned into this slim, delicate and lovely girl in front of her.

As a descendant of the Marten and the True Dragon, the Dragon Marten was cursed by the True Dragon Clan, and for a long time, this clan has gone through ups and downs, and he really didn't expect Zi'er to be able to transform into a form.

"Oh, what are you doing watching people like this!"

Zi'er stomped her feet and snorted arrogantly at Qingyang Huan.

"Tell me quickly, have you been messing with flowers and grass outside all the years that I have been asleep. ”

"Where's my Shengyan sister?"

"Have you become a carrot? ”

"Men just don't have a good thing. ”

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Jumping in front of Qingyanghuan all of a sudden, Zi'er circled around him, chattering non-stop, as if she wanted to finish everything she hadn't said for so many years, which made Qingyanghuan can't help but stretch out her finger and flick Zi'er's smooth and crystal forehead.

"Little thing, sleeping for so many years, still talking like this. ”

"Humph!"

Zi'er's purple eyes flashed with wit, her small mouth pursed, and she said, "My sister Shengyan, I want to sue!"

"Also, where is that stinky turtle, he bullied Zi'er a lot back then, and now Zi'er has obtained the mink inheritance, I want to take revenge. ”

Zi'er grinded her silver teeth, making a gurgling sound, and her little fists were eager to try.

"From today onwards, Zi'er will be the big devil!"

Bang!

However, the next moment, Zi'er's small body suddenly stepped back, spread out her right hand with a clenched fist, covered her forehead, and looked at Qingyang Huan with a resentful expression.

"Let's go, little girl, I'll take you to your sister Shengyan to complain. ”

When the words fell, Qingyang Huan got up and left, taking the black-clothed young man next to him who was in a sluggish state.

Seeing Qingyang Huan go away, Zi'er grabbed the air in front of her with both hands, opened her teeth and claws, and made a look that she thought was very fierce, and then just followed.

"Hey, Ah Huan wait for me. ”

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Zi'er woke up from a deep sleep for hundreds of years, it was indeed an unexpected joy, and Qingyang Huan even felt that the true dragon curse that originated from the depths of Zi'er's bloodline seemed to have melted a lot.

After staying in the ancient city of Guixu for half a year, Sheng Yan returned with eight young-looking men and women, all of whom were young figures, with reverence, excitement, and awe in their eyes.

Thousands of miles outside the ancient city of Guixu, in the depths of a small mountain range called Canghuang Mountain, a stone temple looms in the dense ancient forest.

In the stone hall, Qingyang Huan sat on the top, and next to him was a purple petite girl, carrying a string of spiritual fruits in her hand, constantly stuffing it into her mouth, and her purple smart eyes were aimed at the nine figures in the main hall.

"Meet the Master. ”

Suddenly, the nine figures in the hall knelt respectfully, and shouted in unison.

"Get up. ”

Qing Yang Huan then spoke, causing the nine figures below to get up, these were the disciples he had received from the entire human race in the five directions.

Prison Ling who is in charge of the Xuanyuan Water Control Banner in the north, Yan Tianluo who is in charge of the Flame Light Flag in the south and south, Ling Qianning who is in charge of the Qinglian Baose Flag in the East, Feng Taiheng who is in charge of the plain Cloud Boundary Flag in the West, and Yang Qi who is in charge of the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag in the center.

As for the four little guys who got the opportunity to imitate the four swords of Zhuxian, they are Ling Wanxuan who got the Zhuxian Sword, Luo Ji who was favored by the Absolute Immortal Sword, Fengge who was favored by the Trapping Immortal Sword, and Jian Shaofeng who got the Sword of Killing Immortals.

Sitting above the main hall, Qing Yanghuan looked at the nine little guys with different expressions below, and there was a feeling of trance in his heart.

When he was the same size as these little guys, he had already started to travel through the wilderness, and he was only a thousand years old, but he had a feeling of getting old.

After a pause, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart, how do these disciples teach, he already has a calculation in his heart, he can't understand the way of the sword, and the Wufang Spirit Banner is an innate creation divine soldier, with a unique spirituality, and it has been passed down to their respective inheritances.

Therefore, these disciples should be free-range.

After all, this is how he came, and he didn't become an awesome emperor of the heavens, and he found such a reason for himself to feel at ease, Qingyang Huan's eyes looked at the figure below.

"As a teacher, it doesn't seem fair to set a senior brother seat for you so early, so let's wait for each of you to cultivate for a hundred years, and after a hundred years, you will decide whether you will be a senior brother or a junior brother with your own combat strength. ”

Leaving such a sentence, Qingyang Huan patted his ass and disappeared, Zi'er pursed her lips, jumped off the stone chair with a smile, and came to the middle of the nine disciples.

"Your master is just lazy, don't blame him, this is learned from his master, in the same lineage, if there is anything to come to my uncle and me in the future. ”

Saying that, a purple light lit up on Zi'er's body, and then it was divided into nine and fell into the hands of the nine disciples.

"This token, when you are in the wilderness, as long as there are descendants of the mink tribe living in any mountain wilderness, you can obey your orders. ”

As she spoke, Zi'er also disappeared into the stone hall, leaving the nine little ones to look at each other.

To be honest, the nine of them come from different places in the land of the human race, and they are not familiar with each other at all, if it weren't for the chance to get together, they might not see each other for the rest of their lives.

"Brothers, my name is Prison Ling. ”

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Outside the stone hall, Qingyang Huan knew everything in the hall well, he was sitting on a piece of bluestone with a smooth surface, and the Holy Yan Tiannu opposite was covering her mouth and chuckling, and Zi'er's little eyes on the side were even more scorching, constantly squeezing her eyebrows.

The appearance of the two people in front of him made Qingyang Huan can't help but spread his hands.

It's the first time to take in apprentices, isn't it inexperienced?

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Since he has made up his mind to pay attention to raising his disciples, Qingyang Huan has not really shaken his hands, and he has lived in Canghuang Mountain for ten years, and he has figured out the temperament and habits of his nine disciples, and he has also made the nine people familiar with each other.

Ten years later, the nine disciples bid farewell to their master and headed towards the Great Wilderness, each looking for their own opportunities and creations.

Now that the Heavenly Palace and Heavenly Temple under the command of the Ancient Humane Heavenly Court are coming to the world, the mountain gate is opened to inherit the martial arts, and the prosperity of the human land is more prosperous in the past, and more creations are waiting for them.

After sending off the nine disciples, Qingyang Huan was stunned, burned the stone hall in Canghuang Mountain, and returned to Haoyuan, as for the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden, she had returned to the Spirit Vine Star Domain with Zi'er a few years ago.

If it weren't for the news from the Xuanwu Armor in the Returning Ruins World, he would still be teaching his disciples here for some time, but fortunately, ten years is a long time for the nine disciples who are just the True One Realm.

With Qingyang Huan, a powerhouse of the Great Emperor Realm, the cultivation of the True One Realm can be penetrated almost at a glance, and teaching these disciples is extremely simple.

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Outside the Divine King's Palace, Qingyang Huan looked at the Xuanwu armor that looked like a small continent, and the surface of the Xuanwu armor was filled with a faint gray light.

In a trance, he saw that the divine pattern on the surface of the Xuanjia turned into a dark shadow, strong as a dragon, and as dark as a python, it seemed to be sealed on the surface of the Xuanjia, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break the seal.

"Ah Huan, come in. ”

At this time, the voice of the turtle immortal was transmitted to his spiritual world, and the figure of Qingyang Huan disappeared into the void when he heard it.

At this moment, the five holy beasts of Xuanwu, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Qinglong, and Qilin gathered together, and they all looked at Qingyang Huan.

"You're recovering?"

Seeing that there was an aura on Gu Buxian's body that even he couldn't see through, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but ask.

"Nope. “

At this moment, the turtle is less cunning than before, and more old.

"As Heaven and Earth Holy Beasts, if we want to recover, we need to use the peak luck of the clan to recover to our peak state. The Vermilion Bird Mausoleum Light Divine Monarch's eyes fell on Qingyang Huan's body, and he said, "Right now, our strength is still far from the Heaven and Earth Holy Throne. ”

"The luck of my human race is recovering, and it will inevitably return to the peak in the future, and when the time comes, you can also take this opportunity to join the overall situation of my human momentum and suppress the general trend of the five directions of the human race. ”

Qingyang Huan sat casually in front of the Wufang Holy Beast, staring at the turtle immortal, wanting to see what was different about the turtle immortal.

"Don't look at it, I'm still me, Xuanwu is the holy beast of heaven and earth, the reincarnation of the immortal holy beast of the world is not endless, and the turtle master is the Xuanwu Divine Monarch in this life. ”

Regarding the curiosity in Qingyang Huan's eyes, Gu Buxian hummed very unceremoniously.

Well, it looks like it's fine.

As soon as the turtle didn't open his mouth, Qingyang Huan completely put his mind at ease.

"Ah Huan, a few of us have communicated with the luck of the Terran race, and the will of humanity has accepted us, but now the luck of the Terran is also recovering, far from reaching the peak of the realm, so even if the will of the Terran has the intention to help us recover our strength, it does not have that strength. ”

Gu Buxian is the eldest brother of the Five Directions Holy Beast, and he has the best relationship with Qingyang Huan, so naturally he will speak on behalf of the Five Directions Holy Beast.

"We discussed it, since we have joined the general trend of humanity, my five holy beasts and the general trend of humanity have become one, and we have long been unable to separate from each other, since the human race protects us, we are not willing to sit and carry the blessings of the human race, and we are ready to do something for the human race. ”

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan nodded slightly, it seems that the Holy Beasts of the Five Directions can see clearly, if they only think about carrying the fortunes of the human race, they will inevitably be squeezed out by the human race, since the alliance is one, then they naturally have to support each other.

Thinking of this, Qing Yanghuan continued: "This time I went to the Terran to participate in the discussion of the Human Emperor, and received a task from the highest level of the Terran Race, asking me to rebuild the Netherworld, wait for the opportunity to get through hell, and lead the strong people of the Terran Netherworld to return. ”

Qingyang Huan's words made the five holy beasts look at each other, and after a few breaths, they nodded slightly.

In fact, even if Qingyang Huan doesn't say it, the things they have together are also related to the human race underworld.

On the bright side, the human race now occupies the mountains and seas, neither expanding the territory nor fighting abroad, even if there are these things, they can't interfere as holy beasts, and they really have to think of a way from the underworld.