Cultivation, endless reincarnation

Chapter 258 Goodbye Jin Jia is forced by the situation

This person clearly is.

The golden-armored war god known as the first person under Yuanying.

On the day when the Allied Forces from the Immortality Domain arrived at the Blackstone Fortress, it was this prestigious Jin Senior who took over and washed away his dust. Zhao Yongqi's demeanor at that time was still vivid in his mind, as if it happened yesterday.

Thinking about it, Sha Hongxiu was surprised.

It should be this famous golden-armored senior.

The golden-armored monk is on the left.

A bald man sat on a large cloud platform, with a bunch of fist-sized Buddhist beads hanging on his chest. His large gray clothes exposed his chest and breasts, and a vermillion-colored gourd hung around his waist, giving him a bohemian feel.

This bald man is the city lord of Ninety-Six City.

But he is a genuine late-stage Jindan cultivator.

Although it was the first time for Zhao Yongqi to meet this person.

But I have seen this person's appearance in portraits.

The right side of the golden-armored monk.

She is a fairy with a slim figure and a face covered with gauze. Her hair flows like a waterfall on her shoulders, with a jade hairpin inserted diagonally between her hair. The hem of her emerald green fringed skirt sways gently, and her eyes are as clear and eye-catching as autumn water. .

"Meet the two seniors."

"Meet Uncle Wan Ling."

Zhao Yongqi bowed deeply and saluted respectfully. The beautiful fairy on the right was the old friend of the second-generation patriarch Zhao Shouyan.

Except for Master Wan Ling.

The other two, whether they are the golden-armored monks or the bald man, are all genuine Jindan seniors, and they are already in the late stage of the Jindan stage. They are among the best even among the masters of the Jindan stage.

Especially the golden-armored monks.

He is known as the invincible golden-armored god of war.

Whether in the fourth-grade clan Shuiyue Valley or on the front line of the current Blackstone Fortress, he is known as the first person below Yuanying. When the Yuanying monks easily ignore the general affairs, the entire Blackstone Fortress is led by this person. The golden-armored God of War is in charge.

It can be said.

The will of this golden-armored war god.

It can easily determine the rise and fall of tens of thousands of large and small forces.

Zhao Yongqi couldn't help but treat it with caution.

"No gift."

The golden-armored monk spoke concisely and concisely.

He looked Zhao Yongqi up and down for a moment. Under his gaze, Zhao Yongqi looked like a mortal, sweating profusely. He felt as if he was being targeted by some kind of natural enemy. If he made the slightest rash move, he would unleash the power of thunder.

This is an illusion caused by the huge gap in life levels between the two.

Fortunately, the golden-armored monk quickly put his gaze away.

"very good!"

He spoke two words in a deep voice, and then the whole person disappeared in an instant, as if wiped out of thin air by some kind of object. Zhao Yongqi knew that this must be some kind of space spell, but he couldn't even feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

"It seems that this is the nature of the golden-armored God of War."

"Taciturn."

Zhao Yongqi secretly speculated.

He still remembers when he first came to Blackstone Fortress, when the golden-armored God of War greeted the monks from the Immortality Domain. At that time, the senior's tone was very approachable, but now it seems that he is just a man of the world.

"Clan Chief Zhao."

"No need to be restrained."

"Please take a seat."

After the golden-armored monk left, the atmosphere around him suddenly seemed to relax. The bald man with Buddhist beads on his face smiled and waved his hand slightly, and a stone bench immediately appeared behind Zhao Yongqi.

Master Wan Ling also nodded to him.

"Thank you, senior."

Zhao Yongqi finally saw it.

When the golden-armored monk was there, not only did he feel fear in his heart, but the two golden elixir seniors in front of him also felt a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, there are no empty knights under the great reputation.

Such thoughts arise.

Zhao Yongqi secretly clicked his tongue in his heart.

On his face, he thanked him respectfully, while he was half-sitting on the stone bench upright, as if he was ready to listen to his orders.

"Wan Xianzi."

"You and Patriarch Zhao are old acquaintances." "How about you take charge of this matter?"

The bald man looked at Master Uncle Wan Ling with a smile.

This statement was not veiled.

When Zhao Yongqi heard this, he couldn't help but "thump" in his heart. The secret secret must not be a good thing, otherwise it wouldn't matter who said it. Reminiscent of the golden-armored monk's deliberate move to leave, he couldn't help but feel more sure of his guess.

I thought so in my heart.

He was naturally calm on his face.

His eyes fell on the long bluestone table. The surface of the long table was like a sand table. The real-time battle situation in the Ninety-Six Cities was evolving, and it covered hundreds of miles around the Ninety-Six Cities.

Zhao Yongqi tried to find the Zhao family members.

But the figure on the sand table was several times smaller than the ant.

Can't see clearly at all.

He quickly gave up on the idea.

"As expected, this 'sand table' should also have the function of zooming in and out." Zhao Yongqi thought happily.

"That's fine."

"I will be the evil one."

the other side,

The bald man and Uncle Wan Ling have finished negotiating.

"Use all."

She looked at Zhao Yongqi, paused, and asked softly: "You should have inherited Zhao Shouyan's arithmetic skills, right?"

"This"

Zhao Yongqi's brain was running rapidly.

By asking him about this kind of thing, could he be like the second-generation patriarch Zhao Shouyan, who was planning to ask him to divine something?

This is definitely not a good thing.

just.

Facing the gazes of the two Jindan monks.

After all, he did not dare to deceive others with lies. He only hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly: "Uncle Master is right. When the second generation clan leader passed the throne to me, he did pass on a divination sect."

"I want to come here to make you smart."

"You should have guessed what happened."

Uncle Wan Ling said in a light voice: "According to our predictions, this beast wave must have Nascent Soul level monsters. Originally, this is nothing. We only need Senior Yuanying to come forward."

"but."

"Fellow Daoist Jin's technique has reached a critical moment."

"Fellow Daoist Jin is the one just now, the famous golden-armored God of War in Blackstone Fortress. You should know him."

Master Wan Ling explained specifically.

Then he continued: "The technique practiced by fellow Taoist Jin is special. It is the supreme body-training technique passed down from ancient times. However, this technique is only a fragment, so there is no follow-up path after reaching the golden elixir."

"Fellow Daoist Jin is trying to attack the realm of Nascent Soul."

"I'm going to have a life-or-death showdown with the Nascent Soul level monster."

"We must attack the Nascent Soul realm with the invincible momentum to win over every level."

Speaking of which.

Wan Ling's words stopped abruptly.

It seems that Zhao Yongqi wants to digest this information first.

"Uncle Master means."

"You want me to divine whether Senior Jin will win or lose this battle?"

After a while.

Zhao Yongqi asked with a slight frown.

In his heart, he was naturally unwilling. The backlash of the secrets brought about by divination had done great harm to him. However, the people in front of him were all the golden elixir seniors. Even if he resisted in his heart, he did not dare to say no. .

"Even if you really have to figure it out yourself."

"You also have to get more benefits."

Zhao Yongqi thought secretly in his heart.

At this time, he seemed to feel the state of mind of Zhao Shouyan, the second-generation clan leader many years ago. It seems that he was completely unwilling at the time, but the situation was stronger than the others, and there was no room for rejection at all.

"No."

Wan Ling shook his head slightly and explained: "If Fellow Daoist Jin wants to attack the realm of Nascent Soul with his invincible momentum, he must naturally have the mentality of risking his life to survive. Divination of victory or defeat will only do harm to Fellow Daoist Jin."

(End of this chapter)