Middle-earth, Northland.
On the official road, from south to north, four people were walking slowly forward. In the blink of an eye, it was half a month, and they were only dozens of miles away from the Xianxia Sect.
Zhou Daoren did not show any signs of loneliness and sadness because his life was approaching. Instead, he became more open-minded and subconsciously stopped to take a look at any scenery he encountered along the way.
"Brother Shen, you have come all the way from the Imperial Capital, where are you going?"
"The Northern Territory, the Demonic Territory."
"Hey, there is a legendary dangerous place there. Little brother, are you safe this time?"
"Practice means traveling thousands of miles, just take your time."
"Haha, that makes sense."
On the way, Zhou Daoren was very talkative and often chatted with Shen Yu for half a day, which made Xu Ling'er and Yan Sheng look at each other a little.
You must know that in addition to being nosy and fearful of death, his master has become taciturn and rarely speaks to outsiders. It is strange that these days are so abnormal.
Everything in the world, if you think about it carefully, there will be monsters when things are abnormal.
Young Yan Sheng suddenly realized something. He came to the side of the old Taoist and bowed respectfully towards Shen Yu. Then he said with a mysterious face: "Master, have you had any signs of breaking through in recent days? So the character of your mind is also Has it changed a lot?"
When Xu Ling'er heard this, she subconsciously smiled and said, "It's impossible. Master's biggest wish in this life is to become a true immortal in the three upper realms of Taoism. If he really felt the opportunity, he would have definitely used it to show off to us!"
The old Taoist expression remained as usual, and he laughed and said, "You can't say this for sure. You may suddenly figure it out when your master will figure it out, and break through in one fell swoop. By then, not only you, but even the Xianxia sect will have to fawn over the master. "
The eyes of all the boys and girls lit up.
The mountain top where their master, Daoren Zhou, is, has always been sparsely populated. In this generation, there are only two of their disciples. Their natural resources and reputation are much less than those of other disciples. If the master really becomes one of the few Taoist masters of the Xianxia Sect, Fairy, then things will probably get interesting.
Xu Ling'er clenched her fist fiercely and said, "Master, you really have to live up to your expectations! When the time comes, the jaws of those who look down on us will be shocked."
Zhou Daoren smiled and nodded: "It's easy to talk about."
During the chat, Shen Yu stopped.
In front of you is a majestic mountain, and thirty miles behind the mountain is the Xianxia Sect.
"arrive."
Zhou Daoren stopped at the same time and bent down to salute Shen Yu.
The young boy naturally guessed what Shen Yu meant as he walked along, and he also bent down and bowed.
Shen Yu looked at the old Taoist and said, "It is often said in the world that God's will cannot be violated, but there is another saying that man can conquer God."
Zhou Daoren hesitated to speak, but in the end he said nothing.
Shen Yu seemed not to notice and turned to look at the young man. Yan Sheng felt the gaze and subconsciously took a few steps forward.
As a result, Shen Yu turned his attention to the girl again and said, "Thank you for helping me change the Lingbei. In return, I have a Daozong sign. Take it. If anything happens, you can come to me. But it can only be used once."
The girl picked up the sign in a daze and saw only an ordinary jade sign with the word Shen Yu engraved on it.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Daoren showed a smile of relief, as if he no longer had any worries.
Shen Yu said calmly: "Then let's do this for now, take care."
Before the three of them finished speaking, Shen Yu's figure turned into a shadow and disappeared into the distance in an instant.
His eyes widened and he said, "Master, do all masters come and go without a trace like this?"
The old Taoist was also looking at that place, with an envious expression on his face, but he said rather dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter? Master can do it, but it's not rare. The old Taoist never likes to show off."
"Oh..." The two apprentices echoed at the same time, obviously very insincere.
Zhou Daoren didn't care at all, he just smiled and said: "I'm home, go home, go home.
"
....
The location of the Xianxia Sect was somewhat deviated from the direction of the Tang Dynasty border, so Shen Yu returned from the original route and passed a small town called Xianxia Town on the way.
As the name suggests, due to the Xianxia Sect, the population here is not small, and the streets are also somewhat lively.
Shen Yu was walking through the street, and when he passed a certain three-story inn, he suddenly subconsciously glanced at the second-floor window of the inn.
It was blocked by a carved screen, and the scene inside could not be seen.
After a moment of silence, Shen Yu left the town without stopping.
Not long after, an ordinary old man with gray hair and a bumpy back came to the door of the inn, and then slowly went up to the second floor.
Sitting next to the window on the second floor was a man in a white shirt with gray hair on his temples. He couldn't tell his exact age. He looked like he was half a century old, but he had a faint smile on his exquisite and perfect facial features. Every move he made was carefree and freehand, full of the appearance of an arrogant and talented man. Style.
"Shangguan Wuju, after hearing your summons, I have been waiting for you here for too long." The man smiled.
It was the most famous devil in the world, Guan Wuju, who was sitting at the table and said calmly: "I have no choice. I wanted to take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, but I have already taken precautions. Su Yuzhan's son, that is, Su of Daozong, Mo, take his father's magic weapon and wait for me in the city. Tell me, what can I do?"
The man in the white shirt had a gentle face and joked: "It has been nearly half a year since that competition. You have disappeared in the past six months. Are you thinking of rebuilding your ice palace again?"
A hundred years ago, the great demon who was revered as Mr. Shangguan by the entire demon world was now being teased like this by a junior. However, there was no difference at all at this moment. He just said coldly: "It's just a family matter, so don't worry about it."
The man in white shirt stood up, opened the window and looked outside, and said: "You can keep your Ice Palace seeds outside, but I just hope you understand that the Nine Holy Lands are now in the spiritual wilderness, so the so-called reconstruction of the Northern Ice Palace is naturally unnecessary. If you think too much, you can only wait quietly for a perfect opportunity, and working with me is your best chance."
Shangguan Wuju frowned and said: "I have done a lot of things for you, what time is it? Is it possible that you in Qianchuan Land still want to overthrow the Nine Holy Lands at the same time? If that is the case, I advise you to end yourselves as soon as possible, but don't pull it Hold me."
"How come Mr. Shangguan, the most powerful master of magic, has so little courage?"
The man in white shirt smiled and said, "Even if it's true, are you afraid?"
The old man's face darkened and he asked, "Do you really think so?"
The handsome man smiled playfully and said, "You can't say it, you can't say it."
Shangguan Wuju hated this kind of foggy thing the most, but he couldn't get angry. He could only deliberately disgust the other party, and asked with a slightly mocking smile: "By the way, you are an abandoned disciple of the academy, and you want me to check it out." Looking at how strong the Imperial Capital is where Yan Shigu is sitting, why? Do you regret it? Do you feel that if you had not left before, you would be the one in charge of the Imperial Capital now?"
In the land of thousands of rivers, the abandoned disciples of the academy and the great formation of the imperial capital.
If a thoughtful person hears this sentence, he is afraid that a huge wave will rise in his heart sooner or later.
Everyone knows that the story of how the academy's senior brother amazed the imperial capital back then and later betrayed the academy to join the Land of Thousand Rivers has spread throughout the spiritual wasteland, and that person's name is... Li Qinglian.
The man who had left the academy for many years no longer likes to wear that green shirt. Hearing these words, his expression remained unchanged and he smiled and said, "It's just to reminisce about old friendships. What? Is it possible that Mr. Shangguan has any objections?"
Shangguan Wuju snorted coldly, but didn't say anything else.
He wasn't too afraid of the man in front of him, but he still didn't want to make any trouble with him.
In addition to the land of thousands of rivers behind him, it was more about the sense of fear that this guy himself gave him. There were only a few guys in his life who could make him feel such danger.
"Since the Imperial Capital has taken precautions, forget it. The future is long."
Li Qinglian seemed to be tired of looking at the scenery in the distance, so she turned her head and said, "You seem to be in a bad mood today?"
Shangguan Wuju said expressionlessly: "I got news not long ago that a big incident occurred in Xiaohe Town.
In the battle, not only most of my Ice Palace disciples died, but also Dan Chenzi died. "
Dan Chenzi is the great elder of the Northern Ice Palace. He was once a great figure in the cultivation world and was quite famous in the history of the cultivation world.
Hearing this, Li Qinglian teased: "To add insult to injury, the only guy who can shoulder the responsibility of reviving the Ice Palace is also dead. It seems you are not very lucky."
"So I came here."
Shangguan Wuju looked calm and said: "Dan Chenzi's wife is so benevolent that she would not regret her death, but after all, she is my only good friend in this life, and she is also the great elder of the Ice Palace. The only purpose of my Ice Palace is to repay grievances. Revenge."
The man in white shirt raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the mountains in the distance, frowned and said, "Xianxia Sect?"
"Yes."
Shangguan Wuju sneered and said: "According to the intelligence, in addition to the three guys from the Xianxia Sect, the guys who fought against Xiaohe Town are also Shen Yu from the Dao Sect. What a coincidence."
Li Qinglian shook her head and said: "This is Zhongzhou after all. If you want to harm Shen Yu here, it's too messy."
Shangguan Wuju laughed and said: "God knows how many old people in Central Continent have manipulated Shen Yu. Of course I can't take the initiative to die at this time, but others are not so lucky."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind appeared on the entire second floor of the inn, and the tables, chairs, and walls trembled.
At the same time, the old man's figure disappeared instantly.
....
At this moment, we are on the mountain road at the front of Xianxia Sect.
The gaunt old man appeared out of thin air in front of the three masters and disciples of Zhou Daoren. At this moment, the old man's eyes were bright and his face was cold. An almost suffocating terrifying pressure spread out from his body.
At this time, he was no longer an ordinary old man from the country, but a true giant of magic in the past.
He looked at the pale-faced master and apprentice, and said condescendingly: "I am Shangguan Wuju. I believe you all know my name. Today I am here to avenge my disciple who died in the Ice Palace. You are not very lucky. Shen Yu I don’t want to kill, and you guys happen to be there, just think it’s me venting my anger, no more nonsense, one punch per person, it’s your ability to survive. As for the Xianxia Sect, if there is a guy who doesn’t have eyesight, let him Death together is just a matter of me throwing a few more punches."
After the words fell, without giving the three people a chance to speak, Shangguan Wuju came to Zhou Daoren in an instant, and punched the latter in the chest.
Without any room to fight back, Zhou Daoren suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, a huge pit sunk into his chest, and his whole body was smashed directly into the belly of the mountain.
