The Second Immortal Road

　　 "I swallowed your attendant, you won't have any opinions, right?" Ghost Ying gave a jealous smile again.

"The emperor's advancement period is not long after the foundation building period, so he needs some **** anger to nourish it. How can the younger brother have any opinions? And these qi training period monks are all casual cultivators, and they were summoned by the few humans in the foundation building period. , Was originally intended to be eaten as blood!" Heimao Tiezheng's somewhat hoarse voice sounded.

The black ghost turned slightly in the air, and then it floated in front of the black iron stiff, and the voice of the negative test sounded: "This time there are five brothers, not only do they personally lurking around the five base-building periods, they also attract Such a lot of casual cultivation is really a great achievement. When the father succeeds in the advancement, the brother will definitely ask for your credit in front of the father!"

At this time, Heimao Tiezuo changed from his indifference to others before, and even retreated slightly to the back, and respectfully worshipped the black ghost: "The emperor is like the father, who cultivates the way of ghosts and charms, while the younger brother walks. It is the way of zombies, which can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and progress faster in the early stage, so it enters the foundation construction phase one step earlier. And because this task has to deal with the monks in the foundation construction phase, only the younger brother met the conditions at that time, and it is really not a younger brother. I want to compete with the emperor brother."

　　 The black ghost image heard that there was no fluctuation on his face, but he floated towards the black iron stiff again, and then turned into a black arm and patted the black stiff shoulder.

"Why do the fifth brothers think so? How would you care about this? At the beginning of our seven brothers, we followed the father and the emperor to initiate the blood sacrifice. In the end, only you and I were the only ones who succeeded in regaining our spiritual memory. We should help our father together. Emperor, don't have those intrigue calculations!" the black ghost said earnestly.

　　 After hearing this, the shroud on his face moved slightly, as if revealing an unexpected look, but it disappeared in a flash.

　　 "Yes, the younger brother will definitely assist the emperor father and the emperor brother!" Heimao Tiezheng arched his hand slightly and bowed again.

"By the way, the power of the Ten Thousand Skulls Formation has been weakened a lot, and this time the emperor's brother has come in person again, is it that the father has reached a critical moment, and he will officially go through the barrier soon!" Heimao Tiezhen seemed to think about it. What? Then I asked.

"The fifth brother is still so smart, and it is indeed the case. The father sent the news that he will try to hit the bottleneck in two days. He ordered me to inform the fifth brother and lead those monks to the **** roulette in two days to assist the father. Break the barrier." The black ghost said faintly, then tilted his head, and threw a pitch-black token at the black iron zong, adding: "The token for opening and closing the Ten Thousand Skulls Array is here. , Brother Fifth should grasp the time, and don’t prematurely or postpone the closing of the Ten Thousand Skull Formation!"

　　 Hei Mao Tie Zang took the jet black token that was flying over, and took a look at it in his hand, suddenly showing a hint of surprise, and there was some inexplicable expression in the eyes of the dark ghost.

　　 "This token is of great importance. Keep your fifth brother away and don't lose it!" The black ghost worshipped his arm, and suddenly turned into a faint black air, and disappeared after spinning slightly in the air!

　　 "I don't stay too much for my brother, the fifth brother must be careful when doing things, this matter is related to the father and the emperor, there is no room for mistakes!" Although the black ghost disappeared, his voice was still thinking back in the air.

　　 Heimao Tie Zang bowed slightly to the place where the ghost had disappeared, and the palm of his hand that grabbed the pitch black token couldn't help but tightened, and a smile appeared on his face!

　　 "Hey." Hei Maotie stiffly smiled, then turned his head, and walked towards the distance without looking back!

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　　 Thirty or forty monks were sitting together on a small mound ten miles away from the place where the black robe Tiezuo and the dark ghost meet.

　　 Each of these monks is sitting cross-legged, pinching the tactics in one hand, and grasping a spiritual stone in the other, constantly absorbing the aura from it, transforming it into mana.

　　 These cultivators have extraordinary mana fluctuations, and the lowest of them has the appearance of eight or nine levels of Qi training. These cultivators are gathered together, but they are quite powerful, even if they want to meet a single cultivator during the foundation period, they will not be too embarrassed.

In this way, the gathering of middle and lower-level casual practitioners is extremely rare in the outside world, because there are few resources for casual cultivation, and the aptitude for cultivation is generally worse than that of the disciples of the sect family. Reluctantly reaching the ninth level of Qi training, they are all like the old man surnamed Xu before, and they are all in their 50s and 60s.

And not far from this group of cultivating monks sitting cross-legged, there are five monks standing with their hands behind them. Looking at the mana fluctuations on the five people, it is clear that they have reached the level of the foundation building period, far from it. Those monks in the Qi training period can be compared.

"Brother Liu, you and Brother Guan, Brother Zhang has been here for a long time, but do you know more about the origins of this ancient underground city?" The foundation-building period of a yellow robe faced a long-ear foundation-building period next to him. The cultivator said, and at the same time pointed to the ancient city in front of him that was mostly covered by a light curtain.

　　 "Oh, there are these ten thousand skeletons blocking it, we don't know much!" The monk in the long-ear base-building stage shook his head slightly, and replied silently.

"Haha, the power of the Ten Thousand Skeleton Formation has weakened a bit. Eighty percent is due to insufficient supply of Yin Qi. We only have to break the formation in these four or five days. Then, go in and find out, find something to compare and find out. The origin of this ancient city is not so easy!" A beard-faced monk at the foundation construction stage laughed loudly.

"This ancient city is guarded by formations, but it is still damaged like this. I am afraid that it has existed for seven or eight thousand years. Guan is quite curious about the origin of this ancient city!" The monk also laughed with a beard floating on his chest.

"Yes, it will naturally be able to figure out the situation inside at that time! Just wait for the broken formation to enter the inside, don't you do it yourself, the distribution of all spiritual things should be unified at the end!" The yellow-robed monk turned his head. Sweeping around, said lightly.

"This is natural. Don’t see the spirit creatures at that time, but your den will be messed up first. After all, this capital is not the only one for us! There are also those five sects of foundation-building monks, if we can’t know it. It is good to take the treasure, but if the 10,000 Skeleton Array breaks open, the momentum is too great, and the people of the Five Sects are alarmed, I still have to join hands to respond to the enemy!" Another foundation-building cultivator who has not spoken is light. Said.

　　 "Natural, natural." The long-eared cultivator laughed and glanced around.

　　 "This is natural, natural." The long-bearded foundation-building monk, and the bearded foundation-building monk also laughed, and answered again and again.

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At the same time, in the Tianshi Mansion where the disciples of Wanjianmen in the capital were stationed, there were four monks sitting under an old tree. One of them closed his eyes and meditated, one raised his eyes to the sky, and the other had a calm face. There is also a pouring tea alone, which looks very different.

"Huh, it's such a big frame for Shengxingzong's surname Li~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This situation hasn't arrived yet, so we have waited so long!" The old man who always closed his eyes meditating slowly opened his eyes. , A trace of dissatisfaction appeared on his face.

"Hehe, it's really late for Mr. Li, but isn't it not too long, old blame, why are you dissatisfied after waiting for a quarter of an hour? Old blame, your temperament is so bad, it's no wonder that there has been no chance to consolidate alchemy!" A dull voice suddenly sounded in this courtyard, and a middle-aged Taoist priest in a golden robe slowly walked out from the courtyard gate.

　　 "It turns out that the people of the Ascending Star Sect are so arrogant, and they are so arrogant when they arrive late!" The old man didn't show an expression of anger when he heard this, but smiled coldly.

　　 "It's late? Who stipulates when it must arrive? Li is only late, not late." The middle-aged Taoist priest in Jin Pao said calmly again.

At this time, a foundation-building monk with a small white sword embroidered on his body stood up and stood between the old man and the middle-aged man in the golden robe. He smiled and asked: "Okay, okay, the two daoists don't fight anymore. , Let’s hurry up and discuss how to deal with those casual repairs that are unruly."

"Brother Dao can find out that the news is true or false? Could it be that there were actually six loose cultivators in the foundation-building period who had entered the imperial city, and there was really a place where Yin Qi gathered under the thirteenth prince's mansion, and there was an ancient city! "The middle-aged Taoist priest in the golden robe no longer pays attention to the old man, but bows his hand to the monk who is embroidered with a small white sword in front of him.

"I'm afraid that this matter is true. I went to investigate it myself not long ago, and I was sure that there was an extremely wide space deep underground in the thirteenth princes. Waiting to gather all the fellow daoists, go down together, and bring the group of casual cultivators in one pot!" The monk with a white sword embroidered on his robe said earnestly.