After that, he instructed Ming Yi again: "You go and inform Ming Li to rearrange the cave mansion prepared on Heavenly Sword Peak!"

Seeing Shui Sheng and Ming Yi striding out of the hall, the smile on Zhengyang Zhenren's face slowly disappeared, and he muttered to himself: "As a cultivator, you can always pretend to be someone else in your heart, no wonder Qingyang wants to look the other way." Then he sighed lightly and said: "I hope this 'King Kong Technique' can dissolve the evil qi in your body, and I hope Qingyang's good intentions will not be in vain!"

In an attic outside Zixiao Palace, looking at a foot-long golden short axe suspended in the air in front of him, Ming Yi pursed his thick lips and asked in a deep voice, "Uncle Shi, what does this mean?"

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Shui Sheng's mouth, and he said: "You also know that the three major dantian have been opened up in my body, and without great chance, I am afraid that it will be difficult to advance to the Jindan realm in this life." This metallic magic weapon is quite laborious to urge, and I can't drive it at all with my current cultivation, so I want to give it to my nephew as a meeting gift!"

Ming Yi smiled and said: "Uncle Shi said that he laughed, this 'Mountain Splitting Axe' is a high-level magic weapon, it is useless, where can the disciple accept such a valuable thing casually? Besides, Uncle Shi is also a metal spirit root, and he also needs this treasure, if Uncle Shi has any orders, even if he speaks, the disciple will definitely do his best!"

High-level magic weapons can only be refined by the refining masters in the major sects, and the materials required are extremely precious, and this mountain splitting axe, even among high-level magic weapons, is of the highest grade, enough to exchange for hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. Even if Ming Yi was a monk in the late stage of Jindan, he didn't have a high-level magic weapon in his hand.

"Okay, then you're welcome. I would like to ask my nephew to accompany me and bring Wang Lung and my eldest brother and sister back. Since the master and nephew are well aware of the daily cultivation of the three of them, they must also know where the three of them have gone now, right?" Shui Sheng looked at Ming Yi with burning eyes.

Mingyi's dark thick eyebrows frowned slightly. After a moment, he stretched out his mind and said, "Uncle Shi has already obtained an edict from the real person in charge, who else can stop it?" Besides, with Uncle Shi's current status, even if there is no order from the real person in charge, if you want to do this, Senior Brother Ming Hai must not dare to slack off, why do you need a disciple to accompany you on a trip?"

Shui Sheng smiled and said, "It seems that Mingyi Daoyou thinks highly of me." Ming Hai knew that Da Niu was my brother, but he still dared to go to Tianxiu Peak to urge him three times and five times, if there was no one behind him, how could he dare to be so bold? I went this time, if my master and nephew didn't give me a witness, Ming Hai would definitely think that I was pretending to pass on the edict of my uncle? Besides, although I have the mana of a Jindan period monk, I can't use it, let alone fly for a long time. If you go to chase Minghai here, won't you have to chase all the way to Tianmu Mountain? If you come and go, you will definitely delay a lot of time, if my nephew is willing to accompany me. That's very different, I'm also a Golden Spirit Root Cultivator, and you can also guide me to some cultivation paths along the way!"

As a guard disciple of Zixiao Palace. Zhengyang Zhenren's henchman, although Ming Yi does not manage other affairs in the door. But he understood that the reason why the three of Da Niu were stationed in Tianmu Mountain must be related to the Xuanye Dao people. Aquatic Fang arranged the three of Da Niu to cultivate in Heavenly Sword Peak without a trace. In this way, the arrangement of the Xuanye Daoist naturally fell through.

I secretly admired Shui Sheng for being so scheming at a young age, thinking about it, there was an edict from Zhengyang Zhenren, even if he accompanied Shui Sheng, Xuanye Dao people had nothing to say when they knew about it.

Looking at the aquatic life, and looking at the 'splitting mountain axe' in front of him, he was really reluctant to give up this valuable treasure, thinking about Zhengyang Zhenren's attitude towards aquatic life, knowing that aquatic life has a certain status in Zhengyang Zhenren's heart, thinking about it again and again, Zuihou grinned and said: "Since Uncle Shi must be accompanied by a disciple, the disciple has to obey the order!"

The smile on Shui Sheng's face was even stronger, he reached out and grabbed the golden axe in the air into his hand, threw it to Ming Yi, and said: "There is no need to be so restrained between you and me, although I have the honor to worship under the Qingyang Master, when it comes to cultivation time, I can only be regarded as your disciple, and I hope you don't hide it when you instruct the spell!"

After that, without waiting for Ming Yi to speak, the conversation changed and said, "I still have to go to Qingmei Center for a trip, why don't you accompany me?"

Ming Yi accepted the golden axe, felt the powerful spiritual power fluctuations in this magic weapon, and felt a burst of excitement in his heart, heard Shui Sheng's question, thought about it, and said, "Disciple, it's better to go to Tianjian Peak to inform Ming Li first, and then go to Qingmei Ju to wait for Uncle Hou, okay?"

"It's okay, but I don't want irrelevant people to know about my true mana and the three major dantians, as for the news that Wang Long and the three of them went to Heavenly Sword Peak to retreat, please keep it secret!" Shui Sheng said lightly, and after that, his right hand slapped on the storage bag on his waist, and he took out a short magic weapon with a flickering spirit, threw it to Ming Yi, and said: "My eldest brother and they are about to cultivate in Heavenly Sword Peak for ten years, please transfer this magic weapon to Master Mingli's nephew, please let him bother more!"

"Uncle don't worry, except for Senior Brother Mingli, no one will know about this!" Ming Yi replied happily, and after that, he took out the flying sword and headed towards the Heavenly Sword Peak.

It is no longer normal to conceal one's mana cultivation in front of the same door and the same level, but the news of blocking the three of them from going to Tianjian Peak to retreat made Ming Yi puzzled, however, compared to this, why Shui Sheng had so many magic weapons in his hands made Ming Yi even more interested. He naturally didn't know that when Zhengyang Zhenren and the other six Yuanying cultivators besieged the Frozen Valley to reinforce the disciples, Shui Sheng had obtained more than thirty magic weapons, including four high-level magic weapons.

More than an hour later, Ming Yi and Shui Sheng appeared outside Yuding Mountain. The golden swords under the feet of the two erupted into a cloud of dazzling golden light, whistling and galloping westward. Although this flying sword is not a flying magic weapon, because of the high and profound mana of Ming Yi, its speed is several times faster than that of the aquatic Lingyun Suo. Shui Sheng admired it and secretly envied it, and was full of desire to advance to the Jindan realm.

More than 1,000 miles away from Yuding Mountain, on the top of a mountain of several acres in size, there is not a single tree, among the weeds of the foot length, the horizontal and vertical places are covered with various mountains and stones of different sizes, more than 20 monks are sitting on several big stones in twos and threes, this group of monks has men and women, there are Taoist and vulgar, old and young.

On the flattest boulder, a thirty-year-old green-robed Taoist priest sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and recuperating.

The Taoist priest had a handsome face, but his face was a little gloomy, and he seemed to be in a bad mood. Not far in front of him, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in white stood straight.

The girl looks delicate, has a broad forehead, and her two black eyes are very smart between the movements, and she looks left and right from time to time, looking eccentric, and sees another girl in a green dress not far away, looking over, grinning, sticking out her tongue, and making a grimace.

"Luo Xiaojuan, what are you doing? Can you be honest in front of this seat?" Although the Taoist priest in the green shirt closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the actions of the girl in front of him clearly.

The girl in white pursed her lips, without a trace of fear of the reprimand of the green-robed Taoist priest!

"How many times have I told you to go faster, but I just don't listen, you see, in two days, because of you alone, everyone has only walked more than a thousand miles, at this speed, when will you be able to reach Tianmu Mountain? Could it be that the flying magic weapon in your hand is an ornament?" The green-robed Taoist priest opened his eyes suddenly, and reprimanded loudly, at the same time, a layer of anger appeared on his face.

Xiao Juan was not afraid at all, but grinned and said crisply: "Uncle Minghai, you also know that the disciple's mana is shallow, and he is hungry and fast, but your old man has made me hungry for two days, and I have no strength, where can I walk? Tianmu Mountain can't run away, the disciple first goes to find a place to eat and sleep, and then goes to find the teacher, I think, no matter how slow it is, you can always catch up with Tianmu Mountain in a month or two, right?"

"Presumptuous, is there anyone who talks to the master like this? Do you want to do whatever you want? Don't say it's you, even your master doesn't dare to talk to me like this here!"

Hearing Ming Hai's reprimand, Xiaojuan immediately stood up straight, the smile on her face instantly converged, her eyes looked at her nose, her nose looked at her heart, she didn't say a word, how honest she wanted to be. Seeing Xiao Juan's appearance, the surrounding disciples lowered their heads one by one and laughed secretly.

Seeing that Xiaojuan didn't say a word for a long time, the anger on his face was even stronger, and he asked loudly: "Why don't you speak, haven't you always been sharp and can speak well?"

Xiaojuan still didn't say a word as if she hadn't heard it.

"Speak!" Ming Hai scolded impatiently, his voice buzzing above the top of the mountain!

Xiao Juan burst into tears, sobbing and saying, "My master doesn't dare to speak in front of your old man, how dare I speak?"

Xiao Juan grinded along the way, driving a high-grade flying magic weapon, but she just fell in front of the disciples, stop-and-go, stop-and-go, stop-and-go, tired for a while, hungry for a while, troublesome times, Ming Hai trained a lot, Xiao Juan simply said that she had low mana and no strength to drive the magic weapon, and asked Ming Hai to carry her to drive the sword.

That's not all, there are more than a dozen young disciples following Xiaojuan, learning from each other, grinding and grinding!

Ming Hai knew that these disciples didn't want to go to Tianmu Mountain, so he deliberately made trouble, in front of all the disciples, if he really relied on Xiao Juan and took her to fly with a sword, what would be the face? If the other disciples made the same request, what should they do? In a fit of rage, Ming Hai reprimanded all the disciples fiercely, and even shouted angrily at Xiao Juan, but he didn't expect it to backfire, and the disciples not only did not listen to it, but the speed became slower and slower.

Xiao Juan swallowed slowly like a snail crawling, and the magic weapon under her feet ran crookedly, as if she had just learned to control the magic weapon, and as soon as she saw a mountain peak in front of her, she stopped and rested for a long time without saying hello.

End of this section. Happy reading! (To be continued......)

PS: Today's two chapters, this chapter is dedicated to Ju Xiong Daoyou!