Immortal Martial Lord

Chapter 2162 The mysterious old man
  The Antarctic Immortal Mansion of Buzhou Ancestral Star is a transcendent force. It is mysterious and powerful in the depths of the Antarctic Divine Sea. No one dares to provoke it easily.

As the brother of the master of the Antarctic Immortal Mansion, the status of the Land Immortal Master is undoubtedly very transcendent. Over time, this Immortal Master's brother has become a little too careless and does not take the people of the world seriously.

However, the Land Immortal can cultivate the Quasi-Saint Path Fruit, but he is not a stupid person. He also knows who can be killed directly and who should not be easily provoked.

For those who can be killed directly, as long as they offend him, the Land Immortal will never show mercy and kill them directly.

However, he also has scruples about people he cannot mess with.

On the Buzhou Ancestral Planet, there are really not many people that the Land Immortal can worry about, but Gu Fei is definitely one of them, and he is regarded by the Land Immortal as one of the people he least wants to mess with.

Gu Zhong is Gu Fei's eldest disciple. If Xian Nu injures him or even kills him, then Gu Fei will never let it go.

That was a ruthless person who even dared to offend the Supreme Family. Land Immortal knew very well that for such a ruthless person, no matter how resounding his eldest brother's name was, the other party would not take him seriously.

You know, the name of the Supreme Family is loud enough, and others don't buy it either.

Zi Yunxiao almost died under Gu Fei's fist. This is something that all the monks in Buzhou Ancestral Star know. That Zi Yunxiao is the most outstanding descendant of the Supreme Family.

"You want to see my master?"

Gu Zhong came to Lu Xianweng and looked up and down at the old man with gray hair and childish face. He couldn't tell the depth of this man's cultivation.

"Quasi-saint?"

Gu Zhong smiled. Although this old man was powerful, he was not necessarily his master's opponent. Especially this time, the master had been sitting idle for ten years and was even more unpredictable.

The cultivation and strength of this land immortal is actually on par with the Iron-Blooded Taoist.

"I have something here that your master is interested in. I want to join forces with your master."

The land immortal said.

At this time, Gu Fei's apprentice appeared at the third level of the ancient human race road. It was definitely not a coincidence. If Gu Fei could be invited, the matter would be more secure.

"whats the matter?"

Gu Zhong asked directly.

"Haha, as long as you invite your master here, don't you know?"

Lu Xianweng did not reveal what happened, but this aroused the curiosity of Gu Zhong and others. What on earth is going on that requires the master to be invited?

"My respected master is not free recently, let's talk about it when he is free!"

Gu Zhong pondered for a moment, and then said these words.

"Haha, that's good. I have plenty of time. Whenever your master is free, you can come directly here to find me!"

Lu Xianweng was not displeased. He knew very well that Gu Fei was not someone who could be easily moved. He also acted on a temporary basis and moved without invitation, but it didn't matter.

He has already sent the news back, and he believes that his brother will send someone here soon. By then, even if Gu Fei is not invited, it will not matter.

"Okay, let's say goodbye!"

Gu Zhong bowed his hands to Lu Dixian Weng, then turned around and walked out.

Yao Yue and others quickly followed, and only Taoist Iron Blood stood still.

"Old guy, what on earth are you planning!"

The iron-blooded Taoist's eyes flashed with light, a cold murderous aura emanated from his body, and the surrounding temperature immediately dropped rapidly.

"Hmph! Fellow Taoist Iron-Blooded Daoist, this seems to have nothing to do with you!"

Lu Xianweng's face immediately turned cold. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Taoist Iron Blood. A cold light flashed through the slits in his eyes.

The iron-blooded Taoist didn't say anything, but took a step directly. A powerful coercion immediately burst out from his body and suppressed the immortal man on the land.

"Buzz!"

There was a roar in the void, and you could see with the naked eye that transparent ripples spread from the body of the iron-blooded Taoist, and the void was rippling.

"Ok?"

Sensing the powerful killing intent from the Iron-Blooded Taoist, the expression on Lu Xianweng's face had to become solemn, and an aura that was no less than that of the Iron-Blooded Taoist came out of his body.

Compared with the powerful and violent aura of the Iron-Blooded Taoist, the wave emanating from the Land Immortal is like the face of Buddha in the spring breeze. It seems weak, but it can resist the power that erupts from the Iron-Blooded Taoist. down.

"The spring breeze turns into rain, it's great!"

Taoist Iron Blood's eyes became brighter. He was about to further test this old guy from Antarctic Immortal Mansion, but at this time, Gu Zhong's voice came from a distance.

"Brother Tie, don't you want to catch up with this old guy here?"

Gu Zhong's voice came from afar. Although it was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of Taoist Iron Blood.

"Gu Fei's disciples are indeed extraordinary!"

After hearing Gu Zhong's voice, Lu Xianweng's face couldn't help but change. He knew very well that his hanging island was a divine island protected by a holy formation. All sounds cannot travel very far on this divine island because of the barrier of formation power. However, this ancient voice can penetrate the barrier of formation power and reach here.

"I'll let you go today."

The iron-blooded Taoist naturally knew that this fight would be impossible. He directly withdrew the pressure from his body, then turned around and left.

Land Immortal didn't stop him. At this time, he didn't want to offend Gu Fei.

Gu Zhong and others left the Hanging Island and returned to the ruins of the ancient city on the ground. At this time, many monks gathered in the ruins of the ancient city.

The sky is gradually getting dark, and night is coming.

The monks at the third gate of the ancient human race road have regarded this ancient city ruins as one of their strongholds. After nightfall, the wilderness becomes more dangerous.

But there is no danger in the ruins of this ancient city, because there are powerful and powerful people here, especially the being on the divine island in the sky.

In fact, the big reason why the human monks built a stronghold on the ruins of the ancient city is because even if there is no strong guard to guard it, the ferocious beasts in the wilderness do not dare to approach the ruins of the ancient city.

There seems to be something in the ruins of the ancient city that makes the wild beasts fearful.

For strong people, it is not difficult to find a temporary place to stay in the ruins of this ancient city, but it is a different situation for the weak.

Gu Zhong and others directly set up a tent in an area of ​​about a hundred feet in the northeast corner of the ancient city ruins, and lit a bonfire in front of the tent.

Among the twelve bandits, Lao Twelve and Lao Eleven walked into the forest outside the ancient city ruins. Soon, they hunted back a sacred deer.

This is a sacred deer with colorful antlers, weighing two to three hundred kilograms. The meat of this sacred deer is very good. They hunted this sacred deer when they were not around Zuxing.

Soon, Lao Twelve and Lao Eleven took care of the sacred deer and put the whole sacred deer on the bonfire to roast. After a while, a heart-wrenching aroma of meat wafted out. .

"It's been a long time since I've had such fine venison."

The jade-faced man among the twelve bandits couldn't help but swallow. The venison was roasted to a golden color, and the fat on it dripped on the fire from time to time, making a rustling sound.

"Lao Twelve is getting better and better at roasting venison!"

Zhuge Liang, the biggest bandit among the twelve bandits, couldn't help but praise.

Based on everyone's cultivation level, it actually doesn't matter whether they eat or not. However, the Twelve Bandits are fond of this and cannot change some of their habits as bandits, often eating large portions of meat and drinking large bowls of wine.

When the venison was roasted, not to mention everyone else, even Yao Yue and Zhong Limeng were drooling.

"What's going on with meat and no wine?"

The third among the twelve bandits, the rough man opened a storage space and took out several jars of wine.

"Haha, the third child still knows how to enjoy it!"

The second eldest Kou Yumianlangjun smiled and patted open the seal of a jar of wine, and a scent of wine immediately floated out from the jar.

"The aroma of the wine is strong but not strong, and the wine pulp is clear but not thick. It is indeed a good wine!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and everyone was really surprised. Someone actually came among them, but no one noticed it.

Everyone quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw that at some point, an old man with a black beard wearing black clothes was sitting next to the third bandit.

The black-bearded old man was holding a wine jar in his hand, pouring wine into a large bowl with a corner broken in his hand.

"Who are you!"

Gu Zhong suddenly stood up from the ground. At this time, everyone was extremely nervous, and some people had even quietly taken out the artifacts on their bodies.

As long as the old man makes any move, everyone will take action without hesitation.

Even Taoist Iron Blood narrowed his eyes when he saw this old man. He didn't even sense how this old man appeared.

So this person is a self-sealed saint?

When the Iron-blooded Taoist thought of this, his face immediately became serious. If it really was such an existence, he might not be able to cope with it!

"Haha, don't be nervous, old man, I'm just here to ask for a drink!"

As the black-bearded old man spoke, he directly put away the jar of wine, then raised the large bowl with a corner broken, and drank heavily.

"What a drink!"

The black-bearded old man drank down every drop of the wine in the big bowl in one breath and licked his lips, still wanting more.

Everyone looked at the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared in front of them. In addition to wearing a black robe, this old man also had a purple gourd the size of a fist tied around his waist.

"impossible……"

When Taoist Iron Blood saw the purple gourd on the old man's waist, his eyes immediately changed, and there was an unbelievable look on his face. He thought of a legendary person.

But there is no way that man is still alive.

(End of this chapter)