Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 1253 Landlord
Ao Yunlong felt it carefully, and really couldn't feel any strangeness, except for the Yin-Yang pattern on the grass, he couldn't see any weirdness.

It's just that if the voice came from the sky, it is very likely to be someone from Liuyushenglou, and it can also be connected with the rumors of Liuyushenglou.

There should be a huge formation here, but this formation, compared to the formation arranged by the dark ancestor, does not know how many times more mysterious, and Ao Yunlong can't see any clues.

"It's the owner of this pavilion who wants to open the mountain gate and let me meet the owner."

Ao Yunlong took out the invitation card from his bosom, and put it on his body after seeing it before, but he didn't expect that it would come in handy at this time, and it would become a proof of his identity.

"Master Aoge, please wait for a moment, this disciple will report to the master right away."

A voice came from the sky again, although Ao Yunlong was not directly put in, but his attitude was pretty good, he didn't appear to be superior just because he was a disciple of the first sect, his tone was all humble, don't look at it People, Ao Yunlong knew that the education in Liuyushenglou was really good.

After a cup of tea, Ao Yunlong felt a wave of spiritual power. After a while, his surroundings became a group of peaks. Just now it was a vast grassland, but now there are many solitary peaks. Into the clouds, so impressive.

In front of Ao Yunlong, a boy wearing a white gown fell down from a single peak. It looked like he was only 20 years old, but he was already a sub-sage, and this boy was just a doorkeeper. , It is enough to see the powerful divine power of Liuyushenglou.

"Pavilion Master, Grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time, please follow me."

The boy led the way in front, and climbed up to the vertical mountain peak lightly, stopping every certain distance was enough.

It is really difficult for Yasheng's cultivation to do this. It seems that this boy should have been exercising since he was a child, otherwise, it would not be so easy.

Although Ao Yunlong had not experienced such training, he was still a supreme martial sage after all, he followed behind the boy without taking half a step, and followed behind the boy in a leisurely manner.

The boy turned his head and took a look at Ao Yunlong, secretly marveling at himself, he thought he was no stranger to geniuses in the Six Royal Sacred Towers, but after seeing Ao Yunlong, the boy was still very surprised, if he didn't guess wrong, Ao Yunlong is only ten years older than him, and now he has reached the cultivation level of the Great Sage.

In the whole Six Imperial Sacred Towers, probably only that monster can be compared with Aoyunlong.

At this moment, the boy finally understood why the grandpa of the landlord, who has always seldom asked about the affairs in the building, insisted on meeting Ao Yunlong in person this time.

I can't see it clearly when I'm low, but when I reach the top of the mountain, it's very clear. There is a house built from the middle to the top of each mountain. It doesn't look big, but Ao Yunlong estimates that there should be room for control For the strong, the room has been enlarged.

There are not many disciples who are cultivating everywhere, but everyone is working very hard, it seems that the lowest cultivation level is that of the sub-sage.

Seeing Ao Yunlong brought, most of the people looked puzzled, but they just flickered their eyes, and did not stare at Ao Yunlong impolitely, even some more polite disciples, He nodded to Ao Yunlong.

If it were in the Butian Pavilion instead, if someone came suddenly, they would definitely have hostile eyes. Compared with the Liuyusheng Tower, it really can't be on the stage.

Ao Yunlong is more and more curious now, what kind of existence is the owner of the Liuyushenglou, who can manage the Liuyushenglou into such a state of common anger.

The boy brought Aoyunlong to the highest solitary peak. The solitary peak is very clean. According to the boy’s introduction, generally only the landlord lives here. Dharma protectors and other talents will gather here.

Finally, Ao Yunlong is the first outsider to climb here.

"Pavilion Master, the host is in the small wooden house in front of us. Without the order of the host's grandfather, we can't go in. Please move the pavilion master."

The boy stopped in front of a small wooden house at the top of the mountain. This small wooden house was very weird. It was built under an old locust tree. It didn't look like it was built, but more like the roots of the locust tree rushed out of the ground. , an existence that is entwined.

Ao Yunlong walked to the door of the wooden house step by step, a scent of wood rushed into Ao Yunlong's nose immediately, it was very refreshing, just like the smell of an old tree in spring.

"The owner of the Butian Pavilion is invited to come, and I also hope that the owner of the Liuyusheng Tower will meet."

Ao Yunlong didn't rush into the cabin, the whole Liuyushenglou was so knowledgeable, he couldn't lose face too much, at least he had to do a good job on the surface.

"You don't need to be polite, I've been waiting for Master Ao for a long time, please come in, Master Ao."

An old but very refreshing voice came out from the wooden house. Ao Yunlong looked up at the locust tree, and always felt that there was a fresh feeling of trees in the voice, just like the old locust tree above his head generally.

It is almost exactly as Ao Yunlong expected before. Sure enough, the houses on Dufeng have been expanded. From the outside, the cabin looks like a small house that can fit a bed, but after entering, it is an antique. There are pavilions and pavilions, and there is even a yard.

The living room, the place to eat, the place to discuss affairs, and the place to read books are all clearly divided. A relatively small family is only on this scale.

In the center of the yard, there is a chair made of roots. If you guessed correctly, this is the root of the old locust tree. An old man is sitting on the root, eyes closed, and has merged with the root. For the sake of oneness, under his wide sleeves, all the locust trees are exposed, inserted into the ground, as if sucking the energy of the earth.

"Lord Aoge, I'm really sorry, I'm old and often lethargic, if I don't replenish a little energy, I'm afraid I won't be able to meet Master Aoge."

The old man opened his eyes, and slowly stood up from the root of the tree. The branches of the pagoda tree that had been inserted into the ground were all retracted into his sleeves, condensing into a pair of old wrinkled hands. On the surface, they looked the same as before. The branches of the pagoda tree are almost the same, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

(End of this chapter)