Eternal Gate

"Zhao Yun... save me."

The faint cry for help still resounded from time to time.

This is a targeted sound transmission, only Zhao Yun can hear it.

"Yun Cangzi."

Zhao Yun said in his heart, his eyes narrowed.

You can't hear it wrong, it's definitely Yun Cangzi.

"God will not kill me!"

Yun Cangzi, who was trapped in Zifu, was very excited.

Before that, he had given up any hope of living.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into his good friend here.

With Zhao Yun around, he will definitely be saved, so what's the big deal?

Speaking of Zhao Gongzi, he was still staring at the silver-robed old man.

He was secretly calculating whether he could kill this person with one hit.

Seen.

He coughed dryly in his heart.

If he wants to kill a flawless quasi-immortal king with one blow, he is still far from being able to do it with his current Daoism. As long as the opponent's natal weapon is still there, it is impossible to kill him in seconds. He has to realize this.

"Yunyan, do you recognize him?" Zhao Yun asked.

"I've never seen it before." Yunyan in the dream replied.

Zhao Gongzi couldn't help but get a little closer, so that he could take a few more glances.

Ok?

The silver-robed old man seemed to be aware, glanced at Zhao Yun, and his eyes were not very friendly.

After all, he is a quasi-immortal king, and being peeped at like this, he feels his majesty is offended.

Zhao Yun was quite witty and closed his eyes naturally.

He turned and slipped away, heading towards the counter.

Yun Cangzi must be saved, but he can't do it here. First, there are many people in the city. Second, private fights are clearly prohibited. Third, the other party is likely to have helpers. So ostentatious, after all, this time, unlike Liao Yang's time, there is no deterrence of heaven.

The little old man who was doing Tai Chi had returned to the counter and was drinking a small drink leisurely.

Zhao Yun leaned up, took out a broken knife, and said with a smile, "This thing can be collected."

"The material is good." The little old man glanced at it and stretched out three fingers. He was a connoisseur of restocking. He didn't need to say too much. The gesture was the price, and the price he gave was considered a conscientious price.

"Deal." Zhao Yun put the broken knife on the counter.

The little old man also simply handed out a storage bag.

Zhao Yun sent a message to the little old man, "Where did that come from?"

"Elder of Taishangzong." The little old man said casually, knowing who Zhao Yun was referring to. There are only three living people in his small shop, except for the two of them, only the silver-robed old man is left.

"Shang Zong."

Zhao Gongzi murmured, his eyes were very strange.

Thinking back to the eight holy places that besieged Xianzong in the past: Sunset Sect, Taishangzong, Heiyuan Holy Land, Kuxing Holy Land, Juetian Holy Land, Golden Wheel Holy Land, Baji Temple, Chitian Temple, he has hit several, can't make it. If I want to come again, the world is really small, and it is so narrow for enemies to go anywhere.

and.

On the day he crossed the cave, the ancestor of the Supreme Sect, Yin Demon True Immortal, was also present.

The eight peak immortal kings united, almost destroying him and Bu Niantian. Can he always remember this hatred? Now that Yun Cangzi is trapped in the silver-robed old man's purple mansion, he has new grudges and old grudges, and it is necessary to ask for some interest.

He didn't stay long, turned around and left the store.

Behind him, the little old man has deep eyes.

That person should not be curious when he inquired like this.

"Then who... is here to live."

As soon as he left the store, Zhao Yun called Dapeng.

Dapeng was also active and came here soon after.

The two entered the restaurant opposite and found a window by the window. From here, they could see the shop clearly. Only when the silver-robed old man came out of the city, killing people and stealing goods, was the most suitable place to work in the wild mountains.

"The background of Taishangzong is very good." Dapeng took a sip of wine.

"How good." Zhao Yun asked casually while staring at the store.

"The founder of the Taishang Sect, Taishang, is a real god. In terms of seniority, he is even higher than the ancestor of the Daluo Xianzong, Zizaitian." Dapeng took the time to hiccups.

"Excuse me?"

Zhao Gongzi folded his hand and had heard of this god.

It is rumored that when the gods were conferred by the Supreme Being, the sound of the Dao sounded throughout the three realms for eight hundred years. After that, he disappeared mysteriously. No one knew where he went or whether he was still alive. This is an unsolved case.

The years are too long, and there are not many rumors about Taishang.

Unofficial history is indispensable, but most of them are made up by later generations.

Since it is the inheritance of the gods, the background of the Taishangzong will naturally not be weak. The super holy places that have survived several major eras and have continued to this day are not jokes, they are all behemoths.

"Come on, let me show you something good."

Dapeng put the wine jug and took out something.

It was a small bronze mirror with rust all over its body. At first glance, it was no different from a piece of scrap copper and iron. The only difference was that the back of the mirror was engraved with ancient secret patterns, and the age could not be seen.

Zhao Yun reached out and took it, sweeping it over and over.

After watching it for a while, he didn't see any clues in the mirror.

Dapeng smiled happily, and his face was mysterious.

"This...will it be a baby?"

Zhao Yun knocked, but there was still no difference.

Maybe it was his vision that couldn't see the universe in this mirror.

"The aura of God is hidden in the mirror." Dapeng didn't give up.

"Why didn't I see it." Zhao Yun scanned again and again.

"Everything can be seen, where can I go shopping for treasures." Dapeng grinned.

When it was over, he added in a low voice, "I have the innate supernatural power to capture Shen Yun."

"I didn't see it! You still have this unique skill."

As Zhao Yun said that, he picked up the bronze mirror as if nothing had happened.

"I'm underestimating my Dapeng clan again! Are there so many unique skills?" Dapeng is also a thief. He stretched his hand into Zhao Yun's arms as if nothing had happened, and took out the bronze mirror that Zhao Yun was carrying. face it! It's hard to get a baby, you can just hide it when you say it?

"Meeting is not divided into half." Zhao Gongzi laughed.

"Must be." Dapeng sighed at the bronze mirror.

But in such a breath, the bronze mirror cracked open.

It doesn't matter if the mirror is cracked, the gods hidden in it burst out from the inside.

The spirit of God! It has its own extraordinary image, and for a while, the auspicious color is sprayed, and there is a sound of Taoism. The people around look sideways, and the people outside the building also raise their heads, and everyone's eyes flash.

"Shen Yun?"

There were a lot of surprises, and the whole restaurant was lively.

Outside the building is also crowded, and there are many people who know the goods.

Among them, including the silver-robed old man in the shop opposite, followed by the little old man, such a sudden movement, it would be hard for them not to see it! There was another ray of divine essence in the city.

"I said why the right eyelid keeps twitching today, it's because of the spirit."

"Don't rush with the old man, the old man is determined to win."

"Are the quasi-immortal kings so awesome? I, the immortal king, didn't say a word?"

The already lively restaurant was crowded with three or five people in a blink of an eye. All the old guys and juniors who were not as good as they were, either couldn't get in, or they were all squeezed out of the restaurant.

Divine Accumulations are not common and can be encountered but not sought after.

Like those old guys, it's no wonder that they're not crazy.