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Chapter 909 Trading

Chapter 909 Trading

The light has no shadow, and the ten colors of the domain are blazing.

The power of the saint's demonic flames is frozen.

The tall monk standing with his hands behind his back was dressed in black, red and gold robes.

The long hair was tied up casually, with only some fluffy hair hanging down at the edges, setting off the bluish-white face.

The lowered eyelids covered the deep eyes.

The eyes of immortality rotate.

Wen Peng clearly knew that Master's eyes had been falling on him.

It was a strange brilliance, but also a bit dim. If you looked carefully, there should be an imperceptible frown, as if the Patriarch was re-examining him after he returned as a god.

This was after hearing his answer.

Wen Peng pondered undecidedly, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, and asked uneasily: "Is there something wrong with my path?" '

Tu Shanjun tapped his palms folded together slowly, as if calculating arithmetic.

a long time.

The raised palm was lowered again, and he said in a deep voice: "When you return to the Eastern Wilderness this time, you cannot use the power of your Tao body until it is a critical moment of life and death, let alone that you have met me."

The hurried Wen Peng looked at the red-haired saint in surprise.

He thought that his performance had made the Patriarch unhappy, so he warned him like this.

In this way, he completely eliminated the idea of inviting the ancestor back.

"Master, this is..."

"Why……"

Wen Peng was stunned.

He should have agreed directly, not to mention that this was the elder of the family, let alone the grace of saving his life.

However, when it came to his mouth, he still wanted to know the reason.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about offending.

"For so many years, you have come from Xiaolingzhou to Donghuang, so you must have made some guesses about my identity."

Tushanjun laughed.

He would not treat Wen Peng as a child.

The rejuvenated young man standing in front of him was actually an old Nascent Soul monster whose life span was about to expire.

If you say you don’t know anything and have no guesses at all, then it is definitely impossible.

Wen Peng's eyes flashed.

in silence.

When he raised his head and wanted to speak, he saw the red-haired Demon Saint turning his palms down and speaking seriously.

"I guessed it, don't say it, and don't ask again. Just be careful in your words and deeds, and remember my instructions. In this way, you can still avoid attracting the attention of those people back then."

Sure enough, he stopped asking any more questions.

As the ancestor of the Wen family, he had pieced together parts of his mother's words, and to some extent knew some of the reasons for his father's fortune, as well as the whole story of how the Wanfa Sect monks later came to Xiaolingzhou.

Over the years, after many pursuits and investigations, the truth has been revealed.

"Disciple understands." Wen Peng bowed his hands and kowtowed three times solemnly.

He said loudly: "What the master said, the disciples must keep it in mind. When I go to the Eastern Wasteland, I will never mention the whereabouts of the master. I only said that I got the opportunity in the Yuanyang Region and cultivated the Houtian Dao Body."

Tu Shanjun raised his hand to take a photo.

The Corpse Ruler appeared in his hand.

As soon as he turned his palm, the fire of the evil karma of the Ten Thousand Tribulations was burning, and the corpse ruler turned into spiritual fluid in an instant.

Looking left and right, he stretched out his fingers and dug out an immortal ghost eye. It happened to be suspended in the vortex. The whirlpool of spiritual fluid quickly formed and transformed into a mysterious ruler again.

It is said that the ruler is more like a sword without an edge.

A magic eye opened at the hilt of the sword.

The black and red silk threads were like blood meridians that spread out, activating the mysterious ruler.

He casually unlocked the restraints of the headless corpse demon, and the feathered scales that had long been turned into skin turned into a treasured umbrella in Tushanjun's hands. He spat out a stream of ghostly karma flames from his mouth, and the treasured umbrella was refined into a robe.

Still feeling unsatisfied, Tushanjun pulled out his purple-black nails and blended in.

The refined robe is folded and placed under the mysterious ruler.

Then he took out an ancient bronze lamp, a spiritual boat, and a storage ring.

Said: "There are some elixirs and heavenly materials and earthly treasures in this storage ring. Take it and practice it. The Immortal Sutra and the Immortal Taoist Body will help you move forward. As for how far you can go... ”

Tushanjun said no more.

He is not even sure how far he can go, or how to determine the path of others.

"Given by the elders."

"Don't dare to resign."

Wen Peng held the cassock and the mysterious ruler in his hands, as well as the storage ring placed on the mysterious ruler.

Drawing a talisman in the air, Tu Shanjun raised his ghost hand and pointed it at the center of the talisman, and said calmly: "The domain channel is already on the rough map. You can leave here now."

"Thank you, Master!"

Wen Peng kowtowed again.

Salute respectfully.

He only felt that the space in front of him was undulating with ripples. Then, he suddenly looked up and saw that this place was no longer where the stars were at the Tiger Tomb just now, but had entered an unknown route.

The four-dimensional space was extremely stable, and the small boat that was supposed to be held in his hands turned into a small ship.

Bronze lamps burn.

Wen Peng, who was sitting cross-legged on the deck, looked at the three people who had gradually recovered.

Xu Chang's eyes were full of excitement, he stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Mr. Wen, for saving your life!"

"Congratulations on your breakthrough in front of the battle. You beheaded the foreign lord. With your gentle talent, you were so humble and allowed us to escape first. It really puts us to shame. Thank you, senior!"

Zhang Xu couldn't help but sigh, his eyes were full of gratitude, and he said, "Thank you, senior, for avenging the little girl!"

Even the young man looked surprised. He did not expect that after obtaining the secret method and using it, Wen Peng could survive against all odds. He not only killed the alien gods in the Nascent Soul Realm, but also succeeded in overcoming the tribulation later.

Successfully transformed into a god, and received gifts from heaven and earth to clear up hidden wounds in one round.

The young man pondered: "If I was the one who used the secret technique at that time, could I also..."

The young man felt inexplicably familiar.

It was as if he had already anticipated the current result.

However, he should have never said such words before, and he had no unnecessary thoughts or thoughts.

Unless there is a huge chance after the secret method is used, it is impossible to survive. His so-called familiarity is actually impossible to do.

There was a flash of surprise in Wen Peng's eyes. Why did these three people give all the credit to him, and it was so natural, and they didn't notice any stretching of the spell at all. It was as if no one had helped, and no one had seen any. A great monk.

He touched the storage ring on his finger and looked at the bronze lights and sailing ships. If these things didn't really exist, he might have thought that it was what everyone said. However, he knew clearly that it was not the case at all. , it was his master who helped him tide over the difficulties.

"What a terrifying method is this?!"

In an instant, the memory was changed, and even Nascent Soul Lord was not spared.

The most important thing is that Wen Peng cannot feel any fluctuations in magical powers.

It was as if all traces of just now had been completely erased. There is an iron corpse beside him, holding a mysterious ruler in his hand, and a magic eye on the ruler is normally closed.

Wen Peng didn't speak, his face uncertain.

The palms holding the Xuan Chi were tense and relaxed.

To be on the safe side, he should kill these three people.

Since the master has taught like this, there must be a powerful enemy in the Eastern Wasteland. If he lets the three of them go back, their whereabouts may be revealed at some point.

Wen Peng, who controlled the Dao soldiers, did not take action at this moment because he was compassionate, or because he could not kill people after saving them.

What he was worried about was that since the Patriarch had spent all his efforts to save the lives of three people, if he destroyed his magical power after taking action, wouldn't it be a huge sin?

After thinking about it again and again, Wen Peng slowly loosened his grip on Xuan Chi under his sleeve robe.

He still chose to trust his ancestor's judgment.

The three people who survived the disaster did not know that they had passed through the gate of hell again.

The three of them all looked excited and excited, telling each other about the dangers along the way and their gratitude to Wen Peng. If Wen Peng hadn't taken action, they would have had no way to survive.

"You guys are so complimentary."

"After this battle, it is better not to take the Black Ship Spirit Boat. Since there is a bright road to the Ancient Immortal Tower, we still have to choose the Ancient Immortal Tower."

"What senior said is absolutely true."

"It's a pity that the giant ships in Guxian Tower are too expensive."

"No matter how expensive it is, it depends on what it is compared to. If it is compared to your own life, it is not expensive at all."

"..."

The spirit boat shuttled through the darkness of the distant sky while talking and laughing.

……

The red-haired Taoist standing on the small boat walked through the air.

With a wave of his hand, the entire small ship was completely wiped out.

It didn't turn into smoke and mist, or it completely disappeared from sight, as if it was swallowed up by something. Nothing was left, only the red-haired Taoist turned into a ray of light and flew away into the distance.

……

small town.

Desolate.

The sky in the underworld is foggy most of the time, and bright sunlight can only be seen on rare occasions.

It rains again today.

When the rain fell, the world was silent. Suddenly, a loud voice resounded in the street. It was a slightly immature but heart-rending cry.

The young man knelt on the ground, two lines of blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

He was praying and shouting.

He hoped that the advancing carriage and horses would stop and put down his dependent sister. However, the iron horse and the sacred carriage would not be blocked or stagnated in the slightest because of a child's shout.

Not only that, the one-horned evil ghost guarding the outside raised the ghost-headed sword in his hand.

When the heavy knife fell, it was accompanied by an angry shout.

Bang.

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood.

"roll!"

The young man felt that his body was very heavy at that moment.

That's because he was being held down.

When the carriage and horse left, the big hand holding him also left.

He suddenly felt lighter.

So he ran like crazy.

He is tireless and feels no pain.

The grass and trees passed by, and the small town behind him gradually became smaller.

He did not follow the direction of the carriage, but ran out of the city. He knew that a big demon came to Longgu Mountain. Since the big demon arrived, the top of the mountain has become a forbidden area, and no one dares to go deep.

The young man could no longer care about much.

He couldn't find anyone who could help him.

I heard that the big demon likes to eat people, so if you give yourself to the big demon to eat, the big demon will help him.

He didn't know how long he had been running until he finally saw Longgu Mountain.

Run to the top of the mountain.

The demon dragon is quietly dormant.

The young man knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Please help me save my sister."

"I would like to become your blood food."

"He can't promise you."

"why?"

"Because he's dead."