When dawn was still half an hour away, the old man sitting cross-legged on the hill raised his eyes, glanced behind him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
A man dressed in black arrived in an instant, stopped thirty or fifty feet away from the old man, bowed slightly and saluted.
"It seems it's not too late for me to arrive." The man in black moved again and stood beside the old man, looking towards the Nangong Mountain towering into the clouds in front of him, his eyes flashing.
Shantaorong was about to say something, but he heard the boy snoring loudly. He slapped his head and said, "Are you still sleeping? The fifth brother came to help, but you just snore and rest here. It's really embarrassing." Are you embarrassed?" Then he changed the topic and smiled with the man in black, "Last time we said goodbye to Zhongzhou, Lao Wu's cultivation was even better than before, but if I remember correctly, not long ago you made friends with that Empress Wu. After having passed, and now that I'm here again, it's really hard to get rid of the hatred."
The man in black was none other than Nanli Duzun, who killed Baili Ya, the master of spear art, and replaced him with the Five Ultimate Masters. Hearing this, he nodded and said with a smile: "It is natural that hatred is hard to eliminate, but it is only one of them, but the other is I just want to help you two. After all, we both belong to the Five Ultimates, so we can’t bear the name of the Five Ultimates in vain, but if we don’t do practical things, it’s too careless.”
Shantaorong's expression did not change, he turned around with a smile, and slashed the back of the boy's head, which was in great pain, and said, "Look at me, and then look at you, boy. He is also a member of the Five Ultimates. The difference is huge. It's really not the same." .”
The boy was sleeping peacefully. He didn't expect to receive two slaps in vain. He stood up with a grin on his face. He was about to complain a few words when he saw an extra person in front of him. He said jokingly, "Hey, what kind of evil wind is blowing today?" Did you bring the new and old five people here, but I don’t know whether they are helping me or the young man named Wu?"
The man in black clearly didn't want to talk to the boy, so he walked alone a few feet away from the old man, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and said nothing.
The old man sighed, "We are both members of the Five Jue, so being nice is not a problem. I know that you have an old relationship with that Baili Ya, but since you are not as capable as others, it is inevitable that you will take away the position of the Five Jue. You have been in the mountains for many years. Don’t you understand this?”
The boy snorted, not caring that the man in black was still there not far away, "You and I don't know the origins of this person, except for the fact that I heard a few years ago that he had gained some fame in Nanli for his ability to cultivate poisons. Other than that, Apart from that, I haven't revealed any details. Even if you, Lao Shan, are extremely capable, I'm afraid it's hard to know what this person wants. In my opinion, asking him to enter the Five Arts is a mistake."
"Then according to your point of view, what is the difference between Baili Ya and Du Zun as the fifth elder?" The old man disagreed and lectured, "Since we are both practicing people, those who are capable should live there, except those unruly ones. Anyone who is unruly can cross the threshold of the Five Absolutes."
"Including those who don't know the details and have evil intentions?" The boy's words were quite straightforward and without any concealment.
The old man waved his hand, "Five Jue is just a name. It can be very useful. Firstly, there is no salary to receive, and secondly, there is no way to covet the treasures. To say the least, even if someone has the name of Five Jue, naturally it will cause trouble. With me, the leader of the Five Ultimates, watching over you, there won't be any trouble."
"The idea of five unique things and one theory originated from me, so I will naturally arrange and choose them, so there is no need to worry."
Nowadays, people who can reach the extreme realm are all extremely talented and capable, but this old man with a kind and plain face said these words calmly, calmly, but not tolerated. doubt.
The black-clothed Poison Master opened his eyes, his eyes slightly solemn.
Shantaorong, the leader of the Five Absolutes, has such a high level of ambition.
"It's almost dawn, we should go forward and see how many great gifts this Nangong Mountain can prepare." The old man stood up, and the rolling hills under his feet were arched, like a majestic mountain. Chongwei forcefully uprooted the originally low mound, supported the old man's figure, and rose up against the storm.
Until it is level with Nangong Mountain.
The boy turned his head to look at the black-robed Poison Lord, and also threw out a talisman, stepped on it with both feet, and swayed straight up to the sky.
The Poison Master ignored him and just raised his sleeves. Thousands of Poisonous Cicadas were placed under his feet and floated up into the sky.
The scholar at the top of the mountain looked calmly at the three figures outside the mountain, and chuckled softly to the second junior brother on the side, "Take a look, these three people are so sanctimonious, do they look like fake gods who are deceitful and deceitful in the market?"
"Like." Qian Yin blurted out.
The scholar was surprised, "I am still a junior disciple and dare not say it."
"Even if you are all true gods in the world, how can those three people leave Nangong Mountain and turn around? Why not tell the truth and feel at ease." The scholar smiled slightly and stepped into the air. He cupped his fists and saluted, "I've troubled three of the Five Jue to come all the way. How can Nangong Mountain be so good and capable? Unfortunately, my master is currently traveling abroad, so he specially ordered my disciple to close the mountain. None of the visitors have been seen. Why don't we just wait a little longer?" What days?"
Shan Taorong looked the scholar up and down and praised, "Wu Shuang is indeed blessed to have such a disciple in his sect. In more than ten years, Nangong will not need him in the sect." There is a person from the Five Realms in the mountain who is in charge. At that time, the sect was really the most powerful in the world, but it is a pity."
"But I'm not here as a guest, so I don't need to follow the guest etiquette."
The mountain breeze was hunting, the old man said, but he did not advance, but turned back to look to the east and said something meaningless.
"It seems that I am going to have the upper hand this time. It's a pity that my little friend has to wait all night."
The scholar also looked towards the east where thousands of steaming clouds were entwined, and sighed.
At the moment of Yizhang Border Pass, the sun had just risen, but the defenders in Guanzhong were all frightened. They rushed up to the border wall and looked to the northeast. However, before the sun jumped up, there was a long mark one step ahead, coming from the distant mountains. It suddenly rose up, roaring past in a mighty way.
The wall of the border gate was extremely solid, but when the long mark passed by, the strong and strong wind brought about caused the entire city gate to tremble lightly. The rubble, earth and stone flew down, carrying the wind and rain.
It wasn't until the long mark whirled past for a long time that many soldiers pretended to have the courage to raise their heads. When they looked again, only a narrow cloud remained in the air.
On this day, all the masters in Huixi of Yizhang Imperial City came out of the city and looked at the speeding cloud light from a distance. Their faces were as heavy as water. Documents everywhere were like flying snow, and they were sent into the imperial capital one after another, almost killing a hundred emissaries.
Liu Qing, who was at the top of Nangong Mountain, shook her head, "It's really a pity."
The cloud light starts from the middle of Jianwang Mountain and turns into a half-circle mark along the way, like a big arc, passing through Qijing Xia Song, passing by Nanli at a startling glance, and then passes through Yizhang Border Pass and hits Nangong Mountain.
The strength of the sword energy did not decrease at all, but it accumulated great power due to the long and fast travel.
Nangong Mountain's mountain-protecting formation, with hundreds of sky-reaching objects, exploded to pieces in an instant.
Three words of pity and a sword coming from the west.
