Dragon Seal

The eight pairs of eyes of the four demon cultivators stared at Gong Liangzhi, looking up and down, as if they wanted to stare him out of a hole.

"Fellow Daoist Black Crow is really generous." The old ghost Yunjiao recovered from his gaffe, closed his mouth again, and the young man in his arms said like a puppet, "I haven't left the customs for more than 100 years, and when I left the customs, I arrested the head of Qiantiangu disciple."

Wei Zhao glanced at Gongliangzhi intentionally, and said, "I know someone from Qiantian Valley, but Lu Hanbo? No wonder he is so rich."

"It's not just because of the wealth?" Lady Yang covered her lips and smiled lightly, "Reverend Lu gave the green water shuttle to his apprentice, and Senior Black Crow got it, can you open our eyes?"

"Lu Hanbo's life-saving magic weapon, the clear water shuttle?" Wei Zhao snorted, "His head was in the water, so she gave this treasure to an apprentice who can build a foundation! If he took that thing, Zhenjun Yuanying might be caught Can't live with him."

When the other demon cultivators add up, it is true that Taoist Black Crow has a strong breath and unfathomable strength after leaving the customs, but it is far from the power of Nascent Soul.If anyone can stop the cultivator with the clear water shuttle, with Gong Liangzhi's great reputation among demon cultivators, how can he be alive and kicking today after his Dao heart is broken.The four divine senses roughly scanned the Taoist priest who was standing aside expressionlessly, and they were able to detect his emptiness and blockage of his meridians, and it was indeed true Qianyuan Qi.

"Senior Black Crow doesn't know something, this Qiantian Gu Gongliang built the foundation at the age of 19, and he has been quite famous for more than ten years." Yang Niangzi said again, her eyes swept back and forth on the Taoist priest's face like hooks, "Everyone in the world Master Zhilu loves his disciple, and lent him the Bishui Shuo to hide from his enemies after he was born!"

"How many geniuses are lost every year in the cultivation world, and how much fame can a junior in the foundation-building period have? Do you all remember his face?" Wei Zhao sneered. right?"

The old ghost Yunjiao snorted coldly, obviously being hit.He sneered: "It's better than some people whose disciples and descendants are all dead."

"I have broken through the barrier, and my lifespan has increased again. Of course, I don't remember to accept apprentices to kill me." Wei Zhao retorted, "If the old ghost Yunjiao wants to compete with his peers again, I don't have any apprentices now, so I can follow him." Let's learn from your master."

The old ghost Yunjiao looked ugly, but he didn't accept the challenge after all.Fairy Linshui said: "It's getting late, the two seniors can talk another day?"

"Alright, treasure hunting is important." The old ghost Yunjiao stepped down the steps.

He glanced at Taoist Heiya again, put his hand into the boy's chest, his five fingers sank into it without hindrance, and took out a cane that was completely blue.The old ghost Yunjiao poked the nearby ground with his crutches, and the crutches hit the ground, making a sound of gold and iron.After the seventh knock, the ground was suddenly as soft as mud, and Lan Yingying's crutch seemed to be sucked into the swamp, and it went out of the handle with a puff.

With the crutches as the center, the red soil with a radius of several feet vibrated slightly, like an earth dragon turning over.The vibration under his feet became more and more severe, and the amplitude became larger and larger, until there was a soft sound, and the ground collapsed.

Instead of falling straight down, it's like stepping on a flip, and the flip turns everything on it to the ground.There was nothing left on the ground but red soil, leaving no trace.Even if he stepped into the phantom array and scanned the ground with his spiritual sense, he still couldn't feel that there were five Jindan real people hidden in the ground.

Wei Zhao felt that the world was spinning, and the world turned upside down after the heavy sound.The trap under the feet was closed with a bang, the scene of the wilderness disappeared, there was no life around, and the top of the head was extremely empty, like being in a tall tower.

They did not fall.

Everyone's feet were attached to the trap board from the beginning to the end, but after turning from the ground to the ground, they turned upside down and turned upside down due to gravity, which made them "grounded" again.They stepped on the ground, and the winding path above their heads had no end in sight.

"Here we are." Old Ghost Yunjiao said, taking the lead, "Let's go."

From standing in a circle just now to now walking forward on the spacious road, the other four groups have subtly moved away from Taoist Hei Ya and the cauldron he held in his arms.Carrying Qiantian Gu Gongliang to this difficult bone is like holding a famous signboard, making other magicians have scruples about him and keep a distance from him, and when cannon fodder is used, they will not pay attention to Wei. Zhao, this is exactly what Wei Zhao wanted.

The Huanxi Sect is like most demon sects in the world, its members have ulterior motives, and when encountering such a treasure land that must be explored together, they are all afraid that other people's strength will be too weak to hurt themselves, and they are also afraid that others' strength will be too strong and they will be blacked out.Wei Zhao is very satisfied with Huanxizong. As long as the cauldron is decent here, he has already shown his strength, so he doesn't have to pretend to be the real black crow to show his hand.In addition, there is another benefit that has nothing to do with the business. It is probably only in this kind of place that he can openly lead Gong Liangzhi away.

...For him, the black feather cover is already very aboveboard.

Spiraling up, or according to the normal direction, there are glazed lamps on the side of the spiraling downward steps. This is the ground tower built by the ancestor of Huanxizong.Wei Zhao looked around leisurely, seeing that the glazed lamp was always on, its flame was like beans, but it could illuminate the road with a radius of several meters.

Zhenjun Zhuanling's underground pagoda is also a well-known cave, which was destroyed before the protagonist Xiao Yifei was born, and it is related to the protagonist's sword.Xiao Yifei has countless gold fingers, and he should rank the magic weapons he got, among which the heroine and her incarnation Dragon Ball are undoubtedly the first, and the saber is the well-deserved second.

The original owner of the sword was Lady Qingjian. After she fell in love with Xiao Yifei, she joined the sword with her body and let the sword be recast, becoming a sword of destiny that perfectly matches the protagonist's physique and skills.The protagonist was accidentally involved in the inner demon of Lady Qingjian, and watched her process of getting the sword.Wei Zhao has this strategy in his hand, so participating in this treasure hunt is a piece of cake.

As for the fact that there is no monk named "Green Sword Lady" here?

Wei Zhao looked around, and the old ghost Yunjiao was leading the charge. He was still sitting cross-legged, and the boy he was holding in his arms had two weird-looking fleshy feet, which squirmed like snails on the ground; , the little bird clings to his body, and the blue-green nails are drawn back and forth on his chest; the Linshui fairy and the Taoist aunt walked forward arm in arm, the Taoist nun seemed to be struggling, and was kissed by the Linshui fairy With one bite, his gaze became distracted again; the Venerable Yellow Armor pinched the back of the beautiful young woman's neck like he was catching a chick. The young woman was pushed forward, and the unwillingness in his eyes flashed away.

Wei Zhao's eyes fell on the young woman whose real name was Qing Mei Niang for a long time, until Venerable Huang Jia seemed to sense it and glared at him.Wei Zhao withdrew his gaze and smiled in his heart, feeling that things in the world are always impermanent, a righteous young hero can turn into a devil, and a mortal cauldron can also counterattack, but it's a pity that the protagonist is cheaper—as if the proud son of the whole world meets the protagonist Everyone has to give way.

The lights jumped.

I don't know when the goose yellow flame started, and the color became rosy.This lamp is so red that it is hard to tell what color it is, neither dark nor light, neither thick nor light, but it is extremely attractive, making people want to look up.

The first one to be recruited was Qing Mei Niang, an uncultivated young woman. Her eyes were fixed on the fire on one side, and her eyes became dull when she looked at it.After walking not far, the monk from Leiyin Temple was shocked, stopped, his face changed constantly, and after a while, he became even more ugly, grabbed Yang Niangzi's shoulder and gnawed on her, kissing her until she giggled.

The first pass has already begun.

A cloud of yellow smoke rose from the body of the Venerable Yellow Armor, and the dust engulfed Qing Mei Niang in it, and lifted her up, he pulled her forward like a kite, her face remained unchanged.Fairy Linshui took out a fife flute with a strange shape, and played it whimperingly, the sound was like weeping, and the light falling on her and Taoist nun seemed to fall into the turbulent sea, reflecting undulating light and shadow.The old ghost Yunjiao was no different. Only by staring at him carefully could he see the red light spots constantly turning on and off around him.

"Don't mess around, make a quick decision!" He turned his head and scolded Lady Yang.

Yang Niangzi snorted, and countless pink ribbons floated around, and the edges of the ribbons seemed to melt into the light.The monk was finally able to move, but after such a delay, the two of them also fell to the end of the line, side by side with Wei Zhao.Yang Niangzi let out a gasp in astonishment, and was about to say something when she felt her eyes darkened, and the feeling of extreme danger made her rush forward a few feet, and looked back in shock.

Countless black air danced endlessly like dragons and snakes, and only a piece of darkness could be seen, as if the red light was swallowed up as soon as it shone there.The hoarse voice of Taoist Hei Ya came from it: "How, have you found out the truth?"

"Senior Black Crow was joking..." Yang Niangzi laughed dryly, and walked quickly to the front of the line.

The spiritual consciousness that was swept away intentionally or unintentionally just now was taken back.

Before degenerating into a demon cultivator who relied on the way of harvesting supplements to make a living, the Huanxi Sect was a branch of the Dao of the Red Dust.There are 99 red dust lamps among the 99 glazed lamps under the underground tower, which can evoke the unfinished red dust on the monks.This is an extremely brilliant exercise, even comparable to the current Shuiyue Temple's Wen Xinlu.Of course, the four demon cultivators here are not able to withstand the red dust lamp, but this is the convenience that Zhuanling Zhenjun gave to the disciples and grandchildren of the red dust. Their skills have a part of the inheritance of the red dust, just like holding a key to open the door , the first pass is not a problem at all.

Wei Zhao doesn't have the inheritance of the world of mortals, so he can only use the world's evil thoughts to simulate a fraud, which is equivalent to opening a lock with a crowbar.Although the door can be opened, there will inevitably be a small problem.

Not big, just a little problem.

Gong Liangzhi looked at the front, and saw that the grotesque demon cultivators and cauldrons were now in vigorous postures, upright in appearance, and wearing the Taoist robes of Qiantiangu.He saw the master walking at the forefront, and occasionally looked back, with pride in his apprentices.He saw the senior brother and the second senior sister walking not far away, talking to each other with relaxed expressions.He saw some juniors and juniors were following closely, smiling all over their faces, just like when Qiantiangu participated in some grand ceremony.

He lowered his head and saw a pair of familiar legs beside him, without turning his head he knew who he would see next to him.He raised his head and looked at the road ahead without squinting.

And Wei Zhao looked at the front, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

he sees—

Gong Liangzhi, who was dressed in black, held the young Gong Liangzhi in his arms. Gong Liangzhi with his upper body hugged Gong Liangzhi who was wearing tulle.Gong Liangzhi, a Taoist nun, and Gong Liangzhi, another woman dressed as a woman, are holding hands.The strong man Gong Liangzhi grabs the female body Gong Liangzhi.

He tried his best to turn his gaze to see Gong Liangzhi who was in his arms.That Gong Liangzhi looked sad, and he didn't even look at him.