Path to Heaven Chapter 732

Chapter 732

"Have you ever heard that a sanxiu named Wei Suo killed Xu Qianhuan, the younger master of zhenwuzong, and Lin Taixu, the eldest disciple of xuanfengmen."

"I have indeed heard such news. It is said that a total of 134 golden elixir friars surrounded and killed this monk. As a result, all of them, including four old Dong level figures of xuanfengmen, were killed by this monk. Is this news true? How can a casual pract.i.tioner have such accomplishments? "

"Even if there is such a cultivation, how can a sanxiu have the courage to fight against zhenwuzong and xuanfengmen. How can this news be true? What kind of supernatural powers are the young master of Zhenwu sect and the zhenzhuan big disciple of xuanfengmen, and what kind of supernatural powers are the old Dong level figures of xuanfengmen... "

"Your news is too backward. Now this news has already been spread crazy in the central part of Tianxuan continent. It is certain that it is! At that time, many friars were there to see the sanxiu kill the old Dong level figures of xuanfengmen, who killed the first disciple of xuanfengmen, Lin Taixu. It is said that this monk has a Dharma form similar to the divine and metaphysical Dharma. I don't know whether it's a magic weapon or what. The great monk with four golden elixirs can't resist his attack at all. "

"So the news is true?"

"It's true, of course. And the monks on the scene are said to have heard that shuiling'er has become the Taoist priest of the free cultivation

"What! How can this be possible? Will shuilinger betray his school? "

"The credibility of the news is nine out of ten .。”

"Ah . shuilinger My dream girl, I'm going to kill this guy

"Come on, you'll be killed if someone blows."

"Forget it, it's all about big people. We'd better take care of our own business. Recently, the price of some talismans in Heilin city has been reduced by 20%. Next, we can bring more talismans, which is more cost-effective."

"Come on, the prices of other weapon materials and some magic tools will also drop After all, there are so many monster corpses in the northern part of Tianxuan continent, and the price of raw materials will drop a lot... "

"I don't know when those cracks in the sky in the north of Tianxuan will be closed."

"What does this have to do with us It's all something that the large families and great friars have to worry about. It's better not to block them all the time. In this way, the number of monster corpses in various places will be large, and all kinds of materials will be reduced, and we will have some advantages. "

In a small free-trade market where ordinary casual repairs gather, more than a dozen stall stalls are chatting intermittently.

This small free trade market is located in the west of Tianxuan mainland, south of a small city called Ziyun city.

At this time, a light rain is falling on the top of Ziyun city. These scattered repairs are all gathered under several big yellow bamboo umbrellas. The sky above is clear, and it seems that the rain clouds have dispersed. The rain will stop soon.

At this time, a middle-aged man with clear and handsome features walked on the red stone road in the rear of the ten odd people. The middle-aged monk's appearance was very ordinary. He pa.s.sed by quietly. He only heard the conversation of these monks, but did not make a sound. Occasionally, two of the ten odd monks saw the middle-aged man in yellow shirt in a twinkling of an eye. He saw that the middle-aged man in yellow shirt did not look like a customer of a large number of idle spirit stones. In addition, the middle-aged man with yellow shirt looked forward faintly in front of him There was a desire to buy things, so no one came out to chat with the monks who were enjoying themselves in the rain.

No one noticed that although the middle-aged man in yellow dress was very ordinary, there was an indescribable breath between his handsome eyebrows and eyes. His face was spotless. He walked through the rain without any embarra.s.sment. Moreover, his face seemed to be much brighter than that of a monk.

The rain from the sky fell on the man's side, but it seemed that he was frightened by some force. Actually, all of them changed their direction slightly and did not fall on the monk at all.

So although the monk walked in the rain, in fact, there was no trace of rain falling on him.

Although Ziyun city is a small city in the west of Tianxuan continent, the jurisdiction of Ziyun city is very strict. The monks who enter the city are not allowed to use any magic method and any magic weapon.

The monk didn't use any magic methods and magic tools, and even didn't seem to use Zhenyuan at all. However, these raindrops changed their direction automatically and didn't fall on him.

The middle-aged man in yellow clothes seems to be very casual, and enters a shop at the east end of the free market.

This shop is specialized in purchasing and selling some pieces of magic weapons. It looks ordinary, and there are only four or five bungalows before and after. At the door hung an old mahogany plaque with three simple characters, "xixianzhai".

When entering the shop, three monks pa.s.sed by, but they did not notice what was special about the Yellow middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man in yellow clothes took a casual look at the items on the shelves on both sides of the shop, and then went straight in.

"This guest, inside is our shopkeeper's..." Seeing the Yellow middle-aged man walking straight inside, a boy in green who was sorting things by the shelf immediately said to the middle-aged man in yellow, obviously to block the entry of the middle-aged man with yellow shirt."Well, let him in." But at this time, there was an old man's voice.

The boy in green was slightly stunned, and immediately did not say anything. He let the middle-aged man in yellow dress walk into a bungalow inside.

In the small yard of the shop, there are several green bamboos with few branches and leaves, which looks very ordinary. However, the middle-aged man in yellow clothes stops to see the green bamboos half ring. Then he goes around the bamboo trees, pushes open the door of the bungalow behind and walks in.

The bungalow is covered with ordinary silver silk gra.s.s blanket, with a low wooden table in the middle. Sitting next to the wooden table was an old man in plain linen.

The old man's face seemed to be very ordinary. His hair was gray, but he was neatly tied up with a cloth bag. His figure was a little thin. But at the moment when the middle-aged man in yellow clothes came in, his face flashed with a strange brilliance, which was invisible, like the light of wisdom. This makes the old man who should have looked very ordinary looks very different, full of unspeakable wisdom.

At the moment, on the old man's table, there are several ordinary Rune paper, a rune pen, and several Dan bottles. It seems that he is refining some ordinary runes.

"Ye Xuancheng, you have finally crossed that ridge and reached the second level." When he saw the middle-aged monk in yellow clothes coming in, the old man gave a smile, made a sign for a seat and said this.

"You've already figured out why I came to you." The middle-aged monk in yellow clothes calmly sat down in front of the old man in linen and looked at the old man in linen.

"All I've heard these days is about the little guy." The old man in hemp said with a smile: "if it wasn't for my cultivation that was at a critical juncture, maybe I could not help but rush to see what kind of person that little guy is."

"I can bring him if you want to see it." The middle-aged monk in yellow dress looked at the friar in linen, and his eyebrows leaped slightly, "as long as you borrow my sky and sea G.o.d Lan Jing, it's OK."

"The sky sea G.o.d LAN mirror is no longer in my hands." The old man in hemp looked at the middle-aged monk in yellow clothes, "you also have the right time. Do you want to rush to the heavenly land and intercept him from the other end of the heavenly land? But you're a little late. "

The brow of the middle-aged monk in the yellow shirt frowned slightly, "who is the first step ahead of me? Is it Xu Shenjun?"

The old man in hemp shook his head calmly and said, "it's not Xu Shenjun, it's Huangpu old man."

"Huang Pu Jue Lun? What does he want to do? " The Yellow middle-aged monk's face was a little bad, and his brows were even tighter.

"If he was curious, he would never be so blatant." However, the old man in hemp also gave a slight smile and said, "it was the little guy who provoked their tianjianzong and destroyed a spirit stone vein of them."

"Did he even offend the Heavenly Sword sect?" The middle-aged monk in yellow clothes was stunned.

"I am also strange, xuanfengmen, zhenwuzong, Wuji Tiangong, Tianjian sect Except for Beiming sect, yutianzong and our xixianyuan, all the religious sects with Shenxuan friars were almost provoked by him The old man in hemp showed an interesting look, "what does this little guy want to do? Is it true that he practiced the holy method of fierce fighting with the evil spirit? "

"What he practiced is a kind of water system skill, which should also be the top step skill of heaven level." The middle-aged monk in yellow clothes said coldly.

"Heaven level top level skill, which is more interesting..." With a faint smile, the old man in hemp said: "at this age, there will be no accident. It will be sooner or later that we will be the eighth G.o.d in Tianxuan. And this son such age, had such supernatural power I'm afraid it's not so easy to kill them. Why not turn them into friends instead of enemies? "

"Mr. Huang Daojun, what you cultivate is the Western immortals and the great ways. In this ordinary experience, you can understand the world's various states, and experience with thousands of kinds of universal hearts, so that you can cultivate at the maximum speed." The middle-aged monk in yellow clothes stood up and said calmly, "but what I'm doing is Xuanfeng Fuyao Sutra, which can only be achieved if my mind is open and clear. Now that I'm ready to kill, if I can't kill this son, I'll only stay at the first level of the Shenxuan. "

The old man in hemp chuckled and did not say anything more. Instead, he took up an ordinary tea, which seemed to be seeing off the guests.

But at the same time, he stretched out his hand, and the tea in the cup was strangely divided into two parts, with distinct longitude and lat.i.tude.

"Good!" Seeing the tea which was divided into two parts in the hemp clothes old man's cup, the Yellow middle-aged monk pondered a little, nodded and said a good word. After saying a good word, the middle-aged monk in yellow clothes did not say anything any more and went out directly and silently.

The old man in hemp clothes is holding the cup, but the tea is quietly mending.

"In troubled times In troubled times... " The old man in hemp shook his head and sighed these two sentences, but he picked up the Fubi again and began to draw the most common FA Fu.

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