"It was just a joke, I didn't really want to leave." Chen Luo muttered.
I don't know if the Qinglong Emperor in the sycamore forest can hear me when I speak to the sycamore leaves, but I still have to do enough for the scene.
"Grandpa Qinglong, don't worry. Although we have never met, I will always keep your care for me in mind. Your business is my business. Xianggu's problems will be taken care of by me. I promise to complete the task! ""
After expressing his determination, there was no response from the sycamore leaf in his hand. Chen Luo looked at it for a while and then carefully put the sycamore leaf away.
There's no way, I'm too young.
The only thing left is running errands.
Chen Luo took out the map and looked at the location of Xiang Valley.
Although Elephant Valley is called a "valley", it is actually more like a basin. It is surrounded by mountains and has only one entrance leading to the depths of Elephant Valley.
As for the Elephant Clan, it was at this entrance that they built the only Elephant Clan city - Jusaro.
In fact, strictly speaking, Jusaro is not a city, but more like a habitat. It does not have the corresponding functions that a city would have. Instead, it is a collection of tall and majestic palaces put together to form a gathering tribe.
Of course, Jusaro was also completely destroyed in the battle to destroy the Elephant Clan.
Chen Luo recognized the direction, rose into the air again, and flew in the direction of Jusaro.
But Chen Luo didn't know that because the Such Realm was the place where the ancestral demon of the Elephant Clan practiced cultivation, and the purpose of practicing in the Ancestral Demon Realm was to resist the erosion of time, so the time in the Such Realm where the ancestral demon was lost was in chaos. He entered and exited, Three days have passed since the outside world...
…
The vast wilderness.
At this time, there are far fewer demon clans still staying in place. Most of the great sages who entered the wild wilderness have already come out. There is no point in staying here anymore. Most of the ones who are still here are from the secrets of Shianggu Valley. Interested people.
What makes all the demon saints puzzled is that after coming out, many demon saints will take the initiative to go to the Qilin Domain camp to meet with Commander Gantang and thank the Golden Crow for their kindness in preaching.
Amidst the praises of "Yi Bo Yuntian", Gantang felt a little lost.
what's the situation?
When did Qilin Domain get such good reviews?
What on earth did that boy do?
When the visitor told me what Chen Luo had done, all the demon saints were shocked. Even Feng Bugui opened his eyes from his trance.
"What? The Golden Crow cracked ten inherited tombstones and gave all the magical powers to other great saints?"
"Are you kidding! With ten inherited tombstones, even if the Elephant Clan is not destroyed, very few Elephant Clan geniuses can fully understand it! Those who can understand are either the Saint King candidates or the Elephant Clan Presbyterian Council's preparations!"
"Exactly, a Golden Crow is not even considered a monster, but is still a bird. How can it comprehend the inherited magical powers of the Elephant Clan? There must be something fishy in this!"
"Perhaps Jinwu has some secrets. There is no benefit at all for him to do this. It cannot be justified..."
While all the demon saints were talking about it, Gantang frowned.
What kind of trick is that little guy playing?
Gantang knew Chen Luo's true identity, so he naturally had no doubt that Chen Luo could understand the Xiang Clan's inherited tombstone, but the problem was that others didn't know, and doing so was really eye-catching.
but……
I, the little prince of Qilin Domain, can I tolerate your rubbish comments?
Gantang released all his magic power, and the coercion of the first-level peak realm instantly swept across the audience. Even the white mist formation retreated several feet. There were only Feng Bugui and a few other demon sages who were also at the peak level. Not affected.
"My Jinwulang has an amazing talent. Is there any problem?"
"He is in the fifth-level realm and can compete with the second-level great sage. If any of you are willing to submit a battle invitation, I will agree on his behalf!"
"Stop talking about birds and monsters, don't forget, the Qilin bloodline inherited from my Qilin domain,
Qilin is the head of the beasts! What’s so strange about comprehending a few inherited magical powers! "
"If anyone dares to talk nonsense again...I, Gantang, will accompany you to the end!"
After Gan Tang finished speaking, those great sages who thought they were greatly favored by Chen Luo also agreed, shutting up those great sages of all races who originally wanted to fan the flames secretly.
"Golden Crow..." Feng Bugui closed his eyes again. This matter had nothing to do with him. He just came to find Feng Liancheng's murderer.
…
Southern Wilderness, Weihu Mountain.
Exhaling a hot breath, Feng Nanzhi opened her beautiful eyes.
"What's the matter!"
In the shadows, the secret guard commander said: "Back to Your Majesty, the Golden Crow has appeared."
"Now we have entered the wild wilderness!"
Feng Nanzhi's eyes lit up, but she immediately covered it up and said casually: "Assign people to keep an eye on him to prevent him from disappearing again."
"His True Yang Flame is of great use to our Tiger Clan."
"Yes!" The leader of the secret guard responded with his hands raised, but after thinking for a moment, he added, "The Wind Meridian Master is also in the vast wilderness. Do we need to inform him while we wait for the action..."
"Hmph!" Feng Nanzhi snorted coldly, "Am I the leader of the Tiger Clan or is Feng Bugui the leader of the Tiger Clan?"
The secret guard leader quickly knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. The Wind Vein Master once taught us, and all our breathing techniques were taught by the Wind Vein Master. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to hide our actions from him!"
"I just don't want to cause the misunderstanding of Fengmai Master, thinking that His Majesty sent us to monitor him!"
Feng Nanzhi nodded, calmed down a little, and asked: "Where did Feng Bugui go...for Feng Liancheng's sake?"
"Exactly!"
Feng Nanzhi had a bad premonition in her heart.
Could it be that Feng Liancheng's death was related to the Golden Crow?
It doesn't make sense, Feng Liancheng doesn't seem to have any grudge against him. Furthermore, with the habits of the Yihu lineage, Feng Liancheng is not that easy to kill.
That Jinwu can't do it!
Um? What do I want to do so much!
Feng Nanzhi reacted, feeling irritated again!
It would be best for him to kill Feng Liancheng and attract Feng Bugui's revenge!
If he couldn't kill him himself, it would be just right to let Feng Bugui kill him.
After he dies, he won't be inexplicably disturbed by those things in the future!
Yes, this is the best!
"Don't worry about whether the wind returns!" Feng Nanzhi said, "Just don't show up."
"If Feng Bugui is in danger for you, let him come and talk to me!"
"Yes!" The secret guard commander responded again and disappeared into the hall in an instant.
Until the secret guard commander left, Feng Nanzhi closed her eyes forcibly and wanted to enter samadhi again, but she couldn't do such a trivial matter for practice!
The heart is restless...
There is always the urge to chase the secret guard commander back and issue new orders.
But as a king, how can he change his orders overnight?
I, Feng Nanzhi, have been the empress for so many years, and I have never taken back my decision!
never mind!
Go for a walk in the garden and relax!
Besides, Feng Liancheng provoked so many forces, how could he be killed by Jinwu by such a coincidence!
I just don’t know why, but when I think about it, I feel a little calmer.
Damn it!
…
at the same time.
Daxuan Lingzhou, bamboo forest.
A dragon roar sounded outside the bamboo forest, and then a jade-colored little dragon fell from the clouds, transforming into a child with a majestic head and handsome features, exuding a fourth-grade cultivation level.
"Yun Xiaoyi, the real dragon of Yunhai Tiangong, asks to see Mr. Zhulin Da and Mr. Zhulin Seven."
After the words fell, a line of green lotus floated out of the bamboo forest and landed on the ground, revealing the figure of Lang Feixian. On Lang Feixian's shoulders, there was a paper man sitting cross-legged.
Lang Feixian yawned, apparently just waking up. He glanced at the little Yunlong and said lightly: "What's the matter?"
When Yun Xiaoyi saw Lang Feixian, he saluted again and said, "Go back to Zhulin, Mr. Master, my nephew came to Zhulin to deliver a treasure on the order of Aunt Siyao."
At this time, the paper man jumped off Lang Feixian's shoulder, stepped on the void and listened in front of Yun Xiaoyi: "What's the proof?"
Yun Xiaoyi took his time and took out a brocade box from his arms and said, "Auntie said that this treasure is for Mr. Zhulin, the Marquis of Daxuanwu."
"Auntie also said that if Mr. Seven doesn't believe it, don't worry about him!"
"Hahaha... That's the tone of the Sixth Junior Sister!" Lang Feixian smiled heartily, reached out to take the brocade box, and asked, "Sixth Junior Sister, are you okay?"
"My aunt is well. She is currently in seclusion under the care of the ancestor of the Dragon Emperor. When my nephew walks in the palace, he can often feel the power of the dragon emanating from his aunt."
Lang Feixian nodded, patted the brocade box, and said, "What kind of treasure is it?"
"Not long ago, the Canglong family proposed marriage to Yunlong Heavenly Palace and asked to marry my aunt. My aunt directly killed the messenger who proposed the marriage."
"It's the true dragon essence and blood from Canglong's lineage."
The paper man frowned humanely: "Didn't Canglong launch an attack?"
Lang Feixian quickly said happily: "What's the trouble?"
Yun Xiaoyi raised his head: "Don't worry, gentlemen, Yuan Hai is fine!"
"My aunt set up a plan to let Cang Longlong make a big mistake in her trap. She was killed by her aunt. Cang Long's lineage could only swallow this dumb loss and never mentioned the marriage again."
The paper man touched his chin: "As expected of Siyao, he not only defeated Canglong's thoughts, but also benefited my junior brother."
Hearing that Yunlong Heavenly Palace did not need his help, Lang Feixian sighed in disappointment and asked feebly: "Is there anything else?"
Yun Xiaoyi nodded and said: "My aunt also said, please tell the two gentlemen to tell Wuhou that this Canglong essence and blood is a true dragon that was later cultivated, not a true dragon of the dragon clan, so it should be used as a backup."
"If there is a better choice, give this blood essence to Mastiff Lingling. With a useful subordinate by her side, she can feel more at ease."
Lang Feixian nodded and put the brocade box containing Canglong Essence and Blood into the storage magic weapon. Seeing that Yun Xiaoyi had no intention of leaving, he said: "You have a special status, so I won't invite you to rest in the bamboo forest. Return to Yuan Dynasty as soon as possible." Let’s go to the sea…”
"Mr. Da, it's..." Yun Xiaoyi shook her head, "Auntie still has something that she wants Mr. Da to deliver to Marquis Wu."
"Oh, what is it?"
Yun Xiaoyi handed a piece of paper from his arms and bowed again: "Auntie said, don't look at it." After saying that, he turned into a jade dragon and flew eastward.
Lang Feixian held the piece of paper in his hand and opened it directly when he saw Xiao Yunlong flying away.
Just kidding, how can it be okay if you don’t even take a wave on all the waves in front of you?
The paper man sighed, released a pressure, sealed the space where Lang Feixian opened the paper before, and then shattered it.
In this way, even if we reverse time and space again, we won't be able to see Lang Feixian opening the paper.
"Lao Qi is still careful!" Lang Feixian laughed and looked at the paper.
But there was only a chess score drawn on that paper!
The chess game is very simple. There is a black stone in the lower left corner of the chessboard, and there is a white stone on both sides of the black stone.
Lang Feixian took a look at the chess record and nodded: "Yan Shuangfei!"
Yan Shuangfei is a common technique in the layout stage of Go.
Yan Shu, the great scholar from the previous dynasty who wrote "There is no choice but the flowers are falling, and it seems that the swallows are returning" had a son who was also good at poetry. His name was Ji Dao. He deeply loved a female national champion named Xiao Ping and married her. Because the female national player's surname was "Yan", after getting married, she always started with "Yan Shuangfei" in every game.
Later, the couple went north to fight against the barbarians, and Yan Jidao fell into a tight siege by the barbarians. The female national player started with "Yan Shuangfei" and used herself as a killing chess to rescue Yan Jidao, but she also died...
"After the dream, the tower is high and locked, and the curtains are low when drunk. Last spring, regret came. The fallen flowers are independent, and the gentle swifts fly together."
"I remember the first time I met Xiao Ping, the double heart word was Luo Yi. The pipa string said lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it returned with the colorful clouds."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." The paper man landed on Lang Feixian's shoulder again, "Siyao is missing my junior brother!"
Lang Feixian frowned: "Old Qi, have you noticed a problem?"
"Ah? What's the problem?" A nervous voice suddenly came from the paper man, "Is there something wrong with this chess record? Or did I not completely smash the space just now?"
"No!" Lang Feixian shook his head, "Sixth Junior Sister finally sent someone to the bamboo forest to deliver blood essence and chess records to Junior Brother..."
"You have no regard for our two senior brothers at all!"
The paper man was stunned: "Yeah, why didn't I consider this?" After saying that, the paper man immediately became wrinkled and sighed, "A little sour..."
"By the way, where is my junior brother now? There have been no new chapters of "The Legend of White Snake" since Bai Suzhen was trapped under the Leifeng Pagoda..."
Lang Feixian thought for a while: "Third Junior Brother sent a message a few days ago, and it seems that he went to wander in the wild wilderness of the Elephant Clan..."
"I'm so envious..."
…
The vast wilderness.
Chen Luo, who was thought by Lang Feixian to be experiencing waves of happiness, was flying towards Jusaro.
"Old Zhong, what is your current strength level?" Chen Luo was chatting with Zhong Kui while flying. Before, I had been thinking in a habitual way, thinking that all ghosts and monsters could just go up and have a meal with Lao Zhong. As a result, I met the possessed Xiang Feitian. If I hadn't had the "Heart Sutra" to protect me, I would have been killed by Xiang Feitian. Crushed. This made Chen Luo discover that Lao Zhong still had an upper limit to his strength.
Thinking about it, Zhong Kui was summoned when he just traveled through time. Zhong Kui said that the ghosts he could deal with were about two levels higher than Chen Luo. But if you think about it this way, wouldn't it mean that when Chen Luo was in the second level, Zhong Kui was Can you deal with super-grade ghosts?
Let alone a book spirit, then Lao Zhong will not be much different from the real Zhong Kui by then.
"Well... I was about to report this matter to my lord." Zhong Kui appeared from Chen Luo's sea of consciousness, flew side by side with Chen Luo, arched his fists, and said, "My lord, before the Three Thousand Miles Road, my subordinates can indeed deal with high altitudes. Netherworld ghosts on two levels of lord."
"This is the power given by Heaven based on what the Lord has written."
"But when the Lord reveals Heaven's Dao for six thousand miles, this increase in Heaven's Dao will no longer work."
"We, the book spirits, have to practice on our own."
Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, is that so?
Why can't it be done after six thousand miles?
"Lord, this is not a bad thing!" Zhong Kui saw Chen Luo frowning and said quickly, "From three thousand miles to six thousand miles, it is a qualitative change for the Lord, and for us, the Shulings who depend on the Lord for their lives, , it is a qualitative change.”
"For example, my subordinate has been promoted from a book spirit to a creature of heaven and earth in this world. The content written by the master determines our innate qualifications and the direction of practice. How far we can reach in the future is not locked by heaven."
Chen Luo also looked happy when he heard this. At this moment, he suddenly thought that it had been half a year since he left Dongcang. There were also many students in Dongcang Martial Academy who had broken through three thousand miles, but the arrangements he had left in the Martial Academy were still targeted. The entire Huashan Secret Realm of the Great Xuanwu Master seems to have been taken over as well.
Precisely because it was so natural, Chen Luo had never thought about this problem. Only then did he realize belatedly that if those book spirits did not upgrade, how could they withstand the warriors of the Martial Immortal Realm?
"That's it!" Chen Luo nodded, but then thought of something again and asked doubtfully, "Then what do you rely on to practice?"
"Is it also the red dust?"
Zhong Kui shook his head: "No."
"All of my subordinates are expressing the power of the way of heaven through the master's elegant articles, so our practice is to understand the power of the way of heaven."
"Understand the power of heaven and earth?" Chen Luo thought for a moment, and instantly thought of the three cute little pets of heaven he had summoned: Bixi, Yaizhen, and Chiki.
Biyi searched everywhere for the monument, but he had only found one responsible monument so far. Yaizhen squatted at the gate of the military academy to feel the murderous atmosphere, and Chiki calmed the waves every day. Maybe this was how they realized the power of heaven?
Wait, that Zhong Kui...
Chen Luo looked at Zhong Kui. Zhong Kui and Chen Luo were connected by heart. He immediately understood what Chen Luo meant and said with a naive smile: "Don't worry, my lord, although I need to understand the underworld, the Yin and Yang world is enough for my cultivation."
"My subordinate's current combat power against people in the world is about level 4, but when it comes to dealing with ghosts from the underworld, even level 3 is more than enough."
"Are you dealing with third-level ghosts?" Chen Luo was stunned. Isn't this still two levels higher than himself?
After asking a lot of questions, the result was the same answer.
but……
"So, Lao Zhong, it's really possible for you to practice to the level of Master Zhong?" Chen Luo looked delighted.
Zhong Kui hesitated for a moment and said: "I don't know what the level of cultivation of Zhong Dafan is, but as long as my lord works hard, I am willing to try."
"Ah? I work hard?" Chen Luo looked confused. Can't you practice by yourself?
"My lord..." Zhong Kui said quietly, "Even if we transform into spirits of heaven, we are still fundamentally your book spirits."
"The Lord is honored and both are honored, and the Lord suffers and both are harmed."
"My current limit is the peak of the fourth rank. Can't you figure out why?"
Chen Luo was stunned: (；￣д￣)
Peak level four?
Do you think it's because I only cleared the road for six thousand miles that I'm dragging you down?
So, I am the starting line that needs refueling?
"I...I'll do it as soon as possible..." Chen Luo didn't know what to say. He had traveled through time and would be urged to perform by his subordinates, so he could only respond vaguely and looked at Zhong Kui sideways.
This guy must have asked him to "seduce" the peacock before taking revenge on him!
That must be the case!
While sighing, the ruins of Jusaro appeared in Chen Luo's sight...
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