Heavenly Dao Sword Emperor

"Ah?" but before Zheng ZiNuo could react from the shock, he suddenly found that he was high above the sky, his body was falling at a high speed, and below was an endless prairie, on which there seemed to be a group of people.

"No! You'll die if you fall down at such a high place!" Zheng ZiNuo was shocked secretly. At this time, when his life was at stake, he had no time to think about why he suddenly appeared here. He hurriedly urged his true Qi and cast the wind curse to slow down his descent. Then he summoned the martial spirit again and gathered the soul force on his hands. When he was about to land, Suddenly burst out the soul force in his hand and hit the ground. With the help of such reaction force, he buffered himself, and then landed steadily in a somersault.

"Hey... Not flying is trouble." after landing, Zheng ZiNuo sighed and shook his head. He thought that he would learn a set of flying skills anyway, otherwise he would be too oppressed.

There are also some flying skills in this world, but they are all auxiliary skills, and their levels are very high. Many of them are blue and purple. They can't be cultivated without a certain level of advanced cultivation. Moreover, unlike flying with a sword, flying skills can only let you fly for a short time, not for a long time, and the speed is not so fast.

"Wow... Immortal..." just then, the people on the grassland shouted in surprise when they were riding. They looked very nervous and excited. They jumped off the horse's back and knelt down to Zheng ZiNuo.

"Eh? What's going on?" Zheng ZiNuo touched his head and frowned. He really couldn't figure out where he was. He was just in the jungle. Now he suddenly appeared on the prairie. He clearly remembered that it was night. How it turned into white again. And there are so many men in strange clothes, wrapped tightly, wearing fur hats and fur coats, kneeling down to themselves.

Zheng ZiNuo thought for a long time and couldn't figure out what was going on. He took a few steps forward and asked, "brother, what are you doing? Get up quickly? I have something to ask you."

"Immortals, immortals..." the crowd chanted, but Zheng ZiNuo didn't know what to say. He suddenly found that his sun moon mainland language seemed to be unworkable here.

In desperation, he stepped forward a few steps, reached out and picked up the leader, a man about 20 years old with a loyal and honest face, and asked, "brother, can you tell me where this is?"

The man felt his head and blinked. He turned back and muttered to the people behind him for a while, and then shook his head at Zheng ZiNuo. Obviously, he must not understand Zheng ZiNuo's words.

"Shit! Now I'm in trouble. How can I suddenly come to a place of ethnic minorities? Where is this?" Zheng ZiNuo was worried about the injury of the sword spirit for a moment, and was eager to find the animal soul of Warcraft to supplement her energy, but where is there any Warcraft in the prairie.

"Brother, it's like a different world. You can try to communicate with them by using psychics." Jianling's voice sounded timely. Although it was very weak, Zheng ZiNuo was shocked and said with great joy, "linger, are you okay? I'm really scared to death."

"Ha ha..." ling'er smiled and said, "ling'er didn't say I had something to do, but I was very tired. Just now, in order to save my brother, ling'er almost exhausted all the spiritual power that ling'er has cultivated for so many years. Now ling'er has been beaten back to its original form. It was about to break through the spiritual realm, ha ha... Now it has become the initial stage of sword body."

"Ah?" Zheng ZiNuo was surprised when he heard the speech and continued to spread the voice. He said guilt, "I'm sorry, linger. It was my brother who hurt you."

"It's not my brother's fault at all. Those people in black are really hateful." Jianling said reasonably, "but don't worry, brother. Ling'er has only lost several years of cultivation, and it's the most important to save his brother's life. Moreover, ling'er has recovered from the loss of cultivation for several times. Now with experience, it's estimated that he will recover again in less than years."

"Oh, that's good." Zheng ZiNuo nodded, and a hanging heart finally came down.

The men across from him, who bowed and looked excited and worried, saw Zheng ZiNuo's face uncertain, a heart would jump out, nervously peeked at Zheng ZiNuo and waited for his questions.

"Ling'er, what place did you just say this is? A different world? Is it a place name?" Zheng ZiNuo asked.

"It's not a place name, but another world. Ling'er only speculates based on the aura and environment here. My brother can use psychic skills to ask these residents. Ling'er is too tired and needs a good rest. When ling'er wakes up, I'll find my brother." Jianling answered and went into deep meditation.

"Oh, OK." Zheng ZiNuo nodded, then stretched out his hand and patted the man who was stunned opposite. A spiritual force was introduced into the man's mind. By using the art of channeling, his ideas were transformed into the meaning that the man could understand through spiritual fluctuations, and then into the man's mind.

Zheng ZiNuo asked, "excuse me, elder brother, where is this?"

The man was overjoyed and danced. Then he suddenly stopped and looked at the people behind him. He touched his head and asked, "why? Didn't you understand the immortal's question? He asked me where I am?"

"En?" everyone looked at me suspiciously, I looked at you, and then shook his head.

Zheng ZiNuo smiled bitterly and said again, "brother, I'm talking to you with channeling. Others can't hear it. You can say it. I can feel the meaning of your words through your spiritual fluctuations."

"Channeling and sound transmission, mental fluctuation? I said you are an immortal. If the immortal goes up again, please be worshipped by the villain." the man was overjoyed and knelt again towards Zheng ZiNuo. Behind him, everyone knelt to the ground.

"Get up, get up quickly. I'm not an immortal. My name is Zheng ZiNuo. Just call me ZiNuo." Zheng ZiNuo smiled bitterly and hurriedly picked up the man and asked, "brother, tell me where this is? I'm very confused."

"Oh, everybody get up, get up, ZiNuo fairy asked us where this is." the man stood up excitedly and translated to everyone. It seems that it is his supreme honor to be able to communicate with Zheng ZiNuo alone.

"ZiNuo immortal, ha ha..." Zheng ZiNuo smiled bitterly to himself. If he were an immortal, he wouldn't be nearly killed and ran here for some reason.

But for this group of mortals in front of them, it is obvious that they can't listen to any explanation. After all, they fell from the sky. The performance of one move of wind mantra and Hunyuan Qigong is too shocking.

"Huizi Nuo immortal, this is the ancient forest prairie. What else do you need to know? The villain must know everything." the man replied respectfully.

"Ancient forest prairie?" Zheng ZiNuo touched his head, looked around and searched carefully in his mind. It seems that he has never heard of any ancient forest prairie on the sun moon continent.

He asked again, "brother, you can call me ZiNuo directly. There's no need to add immortals. I want to ask you, what continent or world is this? Have you ever heard of the sun moon continent or... The Japanese military Empire?"

"The sun moon continent? The Japanese military Empire? No." the man shook his head in doubt when he heard the speech, then turned to others and asked, "who of you has heard of the sun moon continent and the Japanese military Empire?"

Everyone shook their heads and was confused.

Zheng ZiNuo suddenly felt that he had a big head and just wanted to roar a few times to vent his resentment, but in the face of so many strangers, he didn't have a good attack. He heard again and asked, "brother, where are you?"

The man was stunned by Zheng ZiNuo's question and scratched his head hard, because he just told Zheng ZiNuo that this is Gulin prairie, but Zheng ZiNuo also asked where it is. He thought for a moment and replied, "we are Jiyu tribe, Gulin prairie, and we are all the people of Jiyu tribe." then he looked at Zheng ZiNuo nervously for fear that he would ask where it is again, Then he really can't answer.

"Jiyu tribe, ancient forest grassland, what's going on?" Zheng ZiNuo looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, touched his chin with one hand, patted his forehead with the other hand, frowned for a moment, and carefully combed his experience of this period of time.

He remembered that he and Xiao Waner had met a high-level magic killing array in the mountains, and then he met a group of black killers. He was hit by the black leader using the blue skill, but he saved his life with the help of the sword spirit.

But during that time, he was seriously injured and unconscious. He didn't know how long he was unconscious. After some consciousness, he lay in an ancient forest. He remembered that he had adjusted his breath for about a day. That night, he dragged his injured body to look for the animal soul for the sword spirit, but he didn't wait for him to go far, He felt a weak wave of spiritual power sweeping his body, and he suddenly came to another world.

"Can it be said that I have encountered another magic array, which is high-level and I can't even notice it." Zheng ZiNuo thought suspiciously, then turned around and looked around, urged his true Qi to show his God's eyes, looked around, and found that there was no difference between it and the naked eye. Zheng ZiNuo didn't give up and used the God's eyes to look at the people of the tribe in front of him again, But they haven't changed. Everything is so real.

"Ah?" and those ordinary people have never seen such a magical scene. The two frightened wars all retreated three or four steps and stared at the third eye emitting a faint golden light on Zheng ZiNuo's forehead.

"Hey... It seems that I have really come to a different world." Zheng ZiNuo sighed secretly, but he still said to himself in great confusion, "but why did I come here inexplicably? There are still many things waiting for me to do in the sun moon mainland. What can I do? Hey... It seems that I have to ask linger again when she wakes up. If I come, I'll be at ease."

Zheng ZiNuo looked at the surprised people in front of him, took back the God's eyes, and asked, "don't be afraid, elder brothers. I want to ask, how do you get out here?"

"Go out? Immortal, do you want to leave the prairie?" the man continued.

"No, no, I mean to leave the world." Zheng ZiNuo said with a bitter smile.

"Leave this world? Ah? Immortal, do you want to die?" the man asked in surprise.

"Die... Die?" Zheng ZiNuo was helpless. He thought about it and went on in another way. "How did you come here, brother? Don't tell me you were born here?"

"Yes, we were born and raised on the prairie. The question you asked is too profound. I can't answer it at all. Let's go. I'll take you to the high priest of our tribe. He may be able to answer the questions you need." the man said helplessly.

"High priest? Good!" Zheng ZiNuo was overjoyed at the speech, and finally showed a little happy smile. "Then please lead the way, brother. Oh, by the way, I still don't know your name. Just call me ZiNuo."

"The little one's name is Zhang Jinyu. You can just call me Xiao Zhang." Zhang Jinyu replied respectfully, then waved to the people behind him, and then let his horse out to Zheng ZiNuo. "You can ride a small horse, ZiNuo. It will be much faster."

"Riding your horse, what about you?" Zheng ZiNuo said gratefully.

"I can ride a horse with my people," Zhang Jinyu said, pointing to another man of his age.

"Oh, OK, thank you, brother Zhang." Zheng ZiNuo was not polite. His injury had not fully recovered. It was not appropriate to move too much now. Looking at the prairie, he couldn't reach the village in front of him and the shop behind him. It was estimated that he couldn't get there for a while and a half, so he rode on his horse.

This is Zheng ZiNuo's first riding since he was a child. He can't help but feel a little strange and excited. Although he can't ride, his psychic skills can talk to horses, so he doesn't need to operate by himself.

"Brother Zhang, excuse me, who is the high priest you just mentioned? Is he very powerful?" Zheng ZiNuo asked while riding a horse.

"Yes, our high priest is a very powerful person," said Zhang Jinyu, "He is more respected than the chief of our tribe. It is said that he has lived for more than 100 years and knows everything. Moreover, he seems to know the immortal skill you just learned. He also has hundreds of disciples. All of them who can get his magic eye are those who are excellent in martial Arts and know the immortal skill. Almost every young man in our Jiyu tribe knows it I want to worship under his old man's door, but he is very strict in accepting disciples. If he can't meet his requirements, he can't even enter the threshold. "

"Oh, your high priest looks very powerful." Zheng ZiNuo nodded. The more powerful the other party is, the more chance he has to get useful information from it.

"Hehe... Our high priest is more than powerful. If he hadn't been in charge of our Jiyu tribe, it is estimated that our Jiyu tribe would have been swallowed up by other powerful tribes."

Then Zheng ZiNuo and Zhang Jinyu talked as they walked. Most of the topics were Jiyu tribe, Gulin prairie, high priest and so on

Here, Zheng ZiNuo inexplicably entered the death Jedi and came to the alien continent. Originally, on the sun moon continent, the founder spent a whole day looking around the mountains and forests, and didn't rush back until it was dark.

"Elder... The elder is back." Dongfang Shenyong's cultivation is the highest among these people, and he has been paying attention to the movement around him. When he felt the elder coming back, he was overjoyed and hurried to meet him.

"Elder, where are ZiNuo and others?" the eastern God asked anxiously.

The elder Fang looked dignified, glanced at Zheng Zizhou and others, shook his head and said, "I almost looked all over the place three hundred miles, and didn't find ZiNuo's figure at all. If I estimate it well, ZiNuo should have been kidnapped by a very powerful expert, and there should be no life danger for the time being."

"No, I'm going to find my brother. I can't lose my only brother!" Zheng Zizhou heard that the whole person was a little shaky. He gritted his teeth and turned around and rushed to the mountain forest.

"Wait, Zizhou!" the elder Fang quickly stopped drinking. "I've searched all over the 300 Li radius. Where are you going to find it?"

Zheng Zizhou was stunned when he heard the speech. Then he punched a small tree nearby. The tree broke. Zheng Zizhou roared: "I'm useless. I can't even protect my only brother. I'm not worthy to be his brother..." after that, he burst into tears. People said that the man doesn't flick tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place

"Brother Zizhou... Wuwu..." Feng Ziyan hugged Zheng Zizhou tightly from the back of her waist and began to cry.

The others were also silent and gloomy. Dongfang Shenyong sighed deeply, went to Zheng Zizhou, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Junior brother Zizhou, don't be too sad. It's no wonder you. There are people who are more powerful than you here. Even we haven't protected junior brother ZiNuo. Not to mention you, we'll set off early tomorrow morning to find clues for junior brother ZiNuo along the way. I believe that ZiNuo, he has been a lucky man since he was young. He will be fine."

"Yes, Zizhou, don't worry too much. ZiNuo will be fine." Wang Enjian and Chihiro came up to comfort one by one.

Not to mention that Zheng Zizhou was worried about Zheng ZiNuo's sudden disappearance. Xiao Waner was also furious in a small town hotel in manghuang, Beiyuan.

"Tell me quickly, how are you doing with ZiNuo?" in the boudoir, Xiao Waner yelled at two old men in red robes.

"Please calm down, miss." bishop Zhang bowed, "The boy was originally rescued from the people in black and planned to bring him together. When the young lady woke up, he was at the disposal of the young lady. But who knew that when we flew over the death Jedi, he suddenly woke up and attacked us without asking 3721. However, he was too low and accidentally fell into the death Jedi."

"What? What are you talking about? ZiNuo fell to the death Jedi... Gone..." Xiao Waner felt a buzzing sound in her head when she heard the speech, and her face became more pale.

For the death Jedi, a dangerous place with a bad reputation, almost as long as he is a martial practitioner who knows common sense, most of them know his terror. Obviously, Xiao Waner has also heard of it.

"Poof..." a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, tears gushed out, his mind fainted, fell on the bed and fainted again.

"Ah? Miss... Miss..." bishop Zhang and Bishop Lin were shocked and quickly picked up Xiao Waner and summoned her soul to cure her.

"Hey, hey... What's the matter with you old guy? We just discussed not to say that at the beginning." bishop Lin stabbed Zhang with his arm, frowned and whispered.

"Ah, don't you see that young lady is so nervous that even if we lie, she can guess. It's better to be honest." bishop Zhang said with a sad face.

"But, you see, what should we do now? I didn't expect that the young lady should care so much about the boy." bishop Lin shook his head and said.

"Who knows, take one step at a time," replied bishop Zhang.

After a long time, Xiao Waner woke up and looked weakly at the two people in front of her. Her eyes were full of hatred.

"Miss, you finally woke up and scared me to death." bishop Lin said anxiously.

Xiao Waner shook her head when she heard the speech, closed her eyes, then suddenly opened them, stared at bishop Lin and said, "Grandpa Lin, I know you love Wan'er very much, but I hope you can tell Wan'er the truth. Did Zi Nuo really fall into the death Jedi?"

"Er..." bishop Lin looked at bishop Zhang, nodded and replied, "yes, I saw him fall into the death Jedi with my own eyes, but you know, miss, even the martial arts master dare not step into it, so Grandpa Zhang and I can only watch him fall into it and have nothing to do."

"Well, I don't blame you." Xiao Waner surprisingly didn't blame them. She sat up from bed, then got out of bed and walked out.

"Miss, where are you going? It's so late." bishop Zhang quickly dodged to stop Xiao Waner and asked.

"Get out of the way! I don't need you to ask me where to go!" Xiao Waner drank coldly.

"Miss, please don't embarrass our two old men." bishop Zhang begged, "this time we are ordered by the Pope. First, we go to the mang wasteland of Beiyuan to search for treasure. Second, we mainly search for your whereabouts. You don't know. You steal away from the imperial palace without authorization. The Pope is extremely worried and doesn't want to eat all day. You'd better go back with us."

"Get out of the way! I won't go back if I can't find ZiNuo." Xiao Waner insisted and didn't buy their account at all.

"Miss, Grandpa Lin also watched you grow up. You can't understand grandpa Lin's age. It's not easy to go out. Give grandpa Lin a thin noodles and go back with Grandpa?" bishop Lin begged.

"Grandpa Lin, if I hadn't looked at your face, I would have killed someone." Xiao Waner said coldly, "Do you know that Zheng ZiNuo is the only friend recognized by Xiao Waner. From childhood to childhood, I was like a princess. Everyone took care of me and flattered me. In addition, I was gifted. I began to practice martial arts at the age of seven. I was basically happy every day in my childhood, but I had a good time every day since I met ZiNuo. If ZiNuo had anything to do with it I don't want to live in the future. Get out of the way! "

"This..." bishop Lin and Bishop Zhang looked at each other and found the seriousness of the problem.

Bishop Zhang winked at bishop Lin, then bowed and said, "well, miss, I'll go with you. If we can't find your friend, shall we go back immediately?"

Xiao Waner was slightly stunned, nodded, and then took a big step towards the outside of the house, but before she walked out of the door, she felt a sudden shock behind her, dizzy and fainted.

"Bishop Zhang, you're a little too heavy, aren't you?" bishop Lin complained bitterly.

"Bishop Lin, it's not that you don't know Miss Lin's accomplishments. This blow is nothing to her." bishop Zhang straightened up and said with a smile, "the rest will bother you. Send the Miss back to the religious palace and give it to his Majesty the Pope, and we will be completely free from trouble."

"Hey... There's only one way at present." bishop Lin replied while holding Xiao Waner. "It's not too late. I'll start tonight. You're here to guard the emergence of magic weapons. I'll go."

Zheng ZiNuo, who was far away in the alien continent, did not know that Zheng Zizhou and Xiao Waner were worried about him. He rode his horse and followed Zhang Jinyu and others all the way to Jiyu tribe, deep in the grassland.

After traveling for more than an hour, Zheng ZiNuo finally saw that nearly 100 white tents were built together along a long river 100 meters away. Obviously, it was the base of Jiyu tribe.

"ZiNuo immortal, there is our tribe - Jiyu." Zhang Jinyu kept talking and laughing with Zheng ZiNuo all the way. Seeing Jiyu tribe close in front of him, he said happily.

"Well, I see." Zheng ZiNuo nodded. Originally, he thought how powerful the tribe was, but after seeing it with his own eyes, it seemed that there were only about a hundred households, so he asked suspiciously, "brother Zhang, it seems that there are not many people in the tribe?"

"Hey..." it seemed that Zhang Jinyu was sad. He shook his head and said, "originally, we were lucky to be very strong, with a population of thousands, and there were two or three hundred people with advanced martial arts. We were also a famous tribe in the ancient forest prairie generation."

"But since our former high priest ascended to heaven 15 years ago, our tribe has lost its strong backing, and other powerful parts have constantly besieged our tribe to annex our tribe. In these 15 years, there have been many tribal wars almost every year, and the priests with high martial arts left by our tribe have died one by one in the battle until they died Three years ago, the current high priest heard that he had broken through some profound accomplishments. Under his leadership, he won several battles, and our tribe got better. "

"But after nearly 15 years of tribal war, there are only more than 330 people left in the tribe of more than 1000 people, less than 50 priests with advanced martial arts, and only about 100 young men like us who have no talent for cultivation. The rest are old, weak, women and children." Zhang Jinyu said very tragically, Others were also dejected when they heard his words. War is always the most painful thing for the people.

"Hey..." Zheng ZiNuo sighed sympathetically. War is really too cruel. Without war, peaceful development is everyone's wish.

"ZiNuo immortal, we're here. I'll say hello to the guard." Zhang Jinyu got off his horse and said to Zheng ZiNuo.

Zheng ZiNuo nodded and jumped off his horse. Seeing Zhang Jinyu and the two guards muttering for a while, he came over in some embarrassment and said respectfully to Zheng ZiNuo: "Immortal ZiNuo, I'm really sorry. Our two guards are experts selected from 50 priests with high martial arts. They just heard that you are an immortal falling from the sky. They all disagree. They said that you are too young to try your skills. Otherwise, they won't let you enter our tribe rashly. Look at this..."

"Hahaha... So it is, no problem!" Zheng ZiNuo said boldly that he had just rode all the way, chatting and recovering his body. Now he has recovered 7788. Although his body is still uncomfortable, he is confident that he can cope with the two young guards in front of him. He also wants to see the practice method of this alien world, so he agreed without hesitation.

"Good!" Zhang Jinyu didn't expect Zheng ZiNuo to be so cool. He was very excited at once. He would be happy to watch an immortal move. Besides, it looked like he was still wet behind the ears, but it was really true. He saw the immortal falling from heaven with his own eyes. How could he not expect Zheng ZiNuo to show his great power.

"Two priests, ZiNuo immortal gladly agreed to compete with you in martial arts. I'll tell him what you think." Zhang Jinyu asked.

The two priest guards looked at each other. The tall and thin young man on the left, wearing leather armor and leather hat and holding a nearly two meter long steel fork, came out, looked up and down at Zheng ZiNuo, who was a head shorter than himself, then nodded, inserted the steel fork in his hand into the earth and said to Zheng ZiNuo: "I'm fan Zhonglin, the 25th disciple of the high priest. I'll learn from you!"

"Zheng ZiNuo, please!" Zheng ZiNuo said, which made fan Zhonglin tremble fiercely. He didn't see Zheng ZiNuo move his mouth at all, so he felt a clear voice in his mind and was surprised.

"Please!" Zheng ZiNuo woke fan Zhonglin up again.

"Oh, OK, please!" fan Zhonglin finally realized that the young man in front of him was not simple. He could not even master the high priest with such superb sound transmission skills. Immediately, he looked at Zheng ZiNuo with new eyes and couldn't help but be more alert. Just now, he was completely alert.

He jumped back and opened the distance with Zheng ZiNuo. A faint orange martial soul emerged. From the weak fluctuation of soul power, Zheng ZiNuo felt that his soul power cultivation was only level 18, but Zheng ZiNuo was overjoyed. It was like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. He was overjoyed.

"The soul of martial arts is also the soul of martial arts. Maybe I can find a clue to go back." Zheng ZiNuo thought to himself, but he didn't need to summon the soul of martial arts in the face of a martial artist with only level 18 warrior cultivation.

"En? Why don't you summon the martial spirit? I'm going to attack!" fan Zhonglin asked politely.

"No, you can attack. I don't need martial spirits." Zheng ZiNuo smiled and said. Seeing that the other party's cultivation is also martial spirits, his hanging heart finally came down.

"Arrogance!" fan Zhonglin was very unhappy and didn't say much. He rushed forward with an arrow, then urged his soul and punched Zheng ZiNuo.

Zheng ZiNuo was still calm and unhurried. He raised his right palm and patted fan Zhonglin's incoming fist. Fan Zhonglin's center of gravity was unstable and fell to the side.

Fan Zhonglin was stunned. He staggered a few steps, stood firm, and without hesitation, flew up to show the orange martial cultivation skill - strong Vajra leg, which instantly increased his attack power by 20%, and hit Zheng ZiNuo's chest.

Zheng ZiNuo still smiled, urged a little real Qi, stepped into the right fist, and bombarded the incoming soles of his feet.

"Dong..." his fists and feet intersected and gave a dull hum. Fan Zhonglin directly flew three meters away and fell heavily. His whole leg was paralyzed and could not be turbulent, but he was not hurt.

"Wow... That's great!" the surrounding audience, especially Zhang Jinyu and others, suddenly shouted in surprise, looking very shocked.

"Elder martial brother fan, are you all right?" another guard was also stunned and hurried forward to pick up fan Zhonglin and asked nervously.

"It's all right." fan Zhonglin shook his head, rubbed his right leg, stood up and whispered to the man, "this young man is definitely an expert. Go and inform the master quickly. I'll take him to see the leader first."

"OK!" the man nodded, looked at Zheng ZiNuo, turned and left.

"This expert brother, please come inside!" fan Zhonglin stretched out his hand to Zheng ZiNuo.

"Just call me ZiNuo, please!" Zheng ZiNuo smiled and said secretly that strength is the most important. Only strength can have charm.

Walking through the gate made of thorns and trees, entering Jiyu tribe, he found that tents similar to yurts are everywhere, different in size, but arranged neatly. After entering, Zheng ZiNuo felt that he came to a maze made of white tents.

After a while, fan Zhonglin took Zhang Jinyu and Zheng ZiNuo along the path and came to the door of the largest and tallest tent in the center. Outside the door, there were also two men slightly older than fan Zhonglin's Chronicle.

Fan Zhonglin asked Zheng ZiNuo to wait for a moment. He came forward and murmured with them for a while. The two guards looked at Zheng ZiNuo in doubt, then nodded. They walked into the tent. After a while, they came out and nodded to fan Zhonglin.

Fan Zhonglin understood and said to Zheng ZiNuo, "our leader has love!" then the three surrounded Zheng ZiNuo in the middle and walked towards the tent.

Although it was daytime, it was still dark inside the tent. A large stove stood in the center and kept burning firewood, probably for lighting and heating.

At this time, in the back of the tent, there was a table made of hard soil and covered with a piece of white cloth. Next to the table was a large wool padded chair. On the chair was a man in his thirties, wearing a leather hat and a long wool jacket, holding a piece of parchment and frowning. Beside him was a man in his early twenties, wearing a white wool skirt, A pretty woman with long black hair is pouring tea and water for the man.

The man saw Zheng ZiNuo and others come in, looked up slightly, looked at Zheng ZiNuo quickly, then put down the parchment in his hand and looked at the people indifferently.

"See you, chief!" Zhang Jinyu said respectfully on his knees. The rule here is that people other than priests must kneel down and salute when they see the chief.

"Well, get up." the leader waved and then asked, "did you bring this child?"

"The villain brought the leader back." Zhang Jinyu bowed and replied, "he is an immortal from heaven and earth, but he asked many profound questions, and the villain couldn't answer them. So he was good at making suggestions and invited him back to the tribe."

"Oh? Immortal?" the leader was slightly stunned when he heard the speech and looked carefully again. Zheng ZiNuo, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old in front of him, asked the three guards suspiciously, "is he an immortal?"

"Return to the leader." fan Zhonglin replied, "I don't know if he is a subordinate of an immortal, but his martial arts are very good."

"Oh? Very good? Better than you?" the leader asked in surprise.

"Er... My subordinates are ashamed that they are not the opponent of this expert." fan Zhonglin replied with some embarrassment.

Zheng ZiNuo ignored the conversation. He just listened to their conversation indifferently by using psychic skills, and didn't make any remarks.

Just then, the door of the tent opened and entered an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a thin gray long shirt, but his body looked very strong.

The old man's face was red and his eyes were shining. At a glance, he knew that he was not an ordinary man. He was followed by the departing guard.

"Master..." everyone bowed down to welcome.

"High priest..." the leader, Zhang Jinyu and the woman shouted respectfully.

The high priest nodded, but as soon as he entered the tent, his eyes did not leave Zheng ZiNuo until he approached Zheng ZiNuo one meter in front of him. He immediately showed a happy smile and asked, "did you come from the dead Jedi on the sun moon continent?"

Zheng ZiNuo was surprised when he heard the speech, because he first heard the familiar language of the sun moon mainland. Then the old man asked himself if he came from the sun moon mainland. He quickly bowed and said, "Grandpa, I just came from the sun moon mainland. I don't know why I came here. Are you also from the sun moon mainland?"

"Hahaha..." the old man laughed at the speech, stared at Zheng ZiNuo and said to himself, "I didn't expect, master, he predicted so accurately that people from the sun and moon mainland came to our world."

Then he replied, "my priest didn't come from the sun moon mainland, but my master came from the sun moon mainland."

"Oh, Grandpa, where is your master? Can you introduce me?" Zheng ZiNuo asked excitedly. How excited it is to meet fellow villagers in this strange continent.

"Hey... My master, the old man died fifteen years ago." the high priest shook his head and said, "master, the old man told me on his deathbed that if people from the sun and moon mainland come across in the future, I must be kind to him."

"It's a pity..." Zheng ZiNuo sighed and asked with a try mentality, "Grandpa, your master told you how he came from the sun moon mainland, and what method can he go back?"

The high priest shook his head and said, "my master, he only knows that he came from the dead Jedi on the sun moon continent, but he has been studying how to leave here all his life, but he hasn't studied it until his death."

"How could this happen? Should I stay in this world all the time?" an inexplicable fear gradually rose in Zheng ZiNuo's heart.

All the people around, including the leaders, couldn't understand what Zheng ZiNuo and the high priest were talking about. For a moment, they smiled and frowned. Everyone was full of fog and didn't know why.

"This is not a place to talk. How about inviting little friends to me?" asked the high priest.

"Well, OK, thank you." Zheng ZiNuo shook his head secretly, but since he came, he was at ease. It was useless to worry.

Then the high priest and the leader confessed a little, and took Zheng ZiNuo away. As soon as he walked out of the door, Zheng ZiNuo suddenly remembered something, turned and shouted to Zhang Jinyu, "brother Zhang, come here."

"Good!" Zhang Jinyu was a little lonely. He brought a fairy to introduce to everyone. When the fairy settled down, he got nothing. He returned to his old life. He was inevitably a little depressed. When Zheng ZiNuo called himself, he was overjoyed.

"Grandpa, can I take brother Zhang to your place? I want to teach him martial arts." Zheng ZiNuo asked.

"Ah... Jin Yu is really a good character, but his talent is low and he is not suitable for martial arts cultivation." the high priest looked at Zhang Jinyu and replied.

"Well, I know his martial soul talent is too low to practice martial arts, but I can teach him another cultivation method. Although his talent is not high, if he practices hard, he should also achieve something," Zheng ZiNuo said.

"Oh? Another cultivation method?" the high priest was puzzled, but didn't ask more. He nodded, smiled and patted Zhang Jinyu on the shoulder. "Jinyu, you really found a treasure this time. Don't go to worship the master quickly. Don't live up to others' wishes, you know?"

When Zhang Jinyu heard the speech, he was immediately surprised and happy. He knelt down directly and kowtowed to Zheng ZiNuo. Zheng ZiNuo was startled. He hurriedly picked him up and said, "brother Zhang, don't give me such a big gift. I just teach you how to practice, not your master. In the future, we'd better match our brothers."

"How can this be done?" the high priest waved his hand and said, "we are lucky that the tribal hierarchy is very strict. Little friend, you teach Zhang Jinyu to practice martial arts, then you are his master. If he doesn't worship the master, he wants to learn to practice martial arts from you. If others know, he will scold him as an unfaithful, unjust and unfilial disciple."

"There are still such rules." Zheng ZiNuo smiled bitterly and said to Zhang Jinyu, "well, you'll call me a master in the future. As for this apprenticeship, you'll be exempted. If there's no one, we'll be brothers."

"OK, master..." Zhang Jinyu nodded happily and excitedly. He was already happy. He actually worshipped an immortal as a teacher. Let alone whether he can succeed in cultivation in the future, it is enough to be proud to have an immortal master and envy all tribal people. Not to mention that the immortal master is so favored by the high priest.

"Let's go. Remember to call me ZiNuo when there is no one. Suddenly, I'm called a master by such a big man. I feel like I'm very old, ha ha..." Zheng ZiNuo smiled and left with the high priest.

The high priest's residence is not far from the tribal leader's place, but the tent is much smaller, and his lonely tent is within more than ten meters. It is obvious that the high priest does not like to be too close to others.

"Come on, little friend, please come in. This is my residence." the high priest opened the door and invited Zheng ZiNuo in.

Zheng ZiNuo thanked him and took Zhang Jinyu into the tent. The layout here is very simple. Except for a stove and a futon on on the ground, he can't find anything else. It's clean, neat and simple.

"The man of practice is really pure and has few desires. Even the house is so pure and simple." Zheng ZiNuo secretly praised.

"Jin Yu, ask someone to send a futon." after entering the tent, the high priest realized this, said to Zhang Jinyu, and then apologized, "usually there are no people here, most of them are my disciples who don't make much achievements, so there is only one Futon here for my usual meditation and cultivation."

"Well, I can see." Zheng ZiNuo nodded.

"By the way, take the liberty to ask, little friend, can you tell me what level of cultivation you have reached now? It is said that little friend defeated my unproductive disciple with one move. It is estimated that your cultivation should not be weak?" asked the high priest.

"Ha ha... It's just a small skill." Zheng ZiNuo smiled and said, "I've just reached the level of level 40 Wuzong."

"What? Level 4... Level 40 Wuzong?" the high priest had a calm face. When he heard Zheng ZiNuo say his realm, he was surprised, screamed out in an abnormal manner, stared at Zheng ZiNuo with wide eyes and looked at him strangely.

"Yes... Yes." Zheng ZiNuo was startled by the high priest, quickly stepped back and asked, "is there any problem, Grandpa?"

Hearing the speech, the high priest realized his gaffe and coughed twice. His facial expression was extremely rich and embarrassed. He said respectfully to Zheng ZiNuo: "It's impolite and impolite. I didn't expect you to have such a profound cultivation at a young age, which really shocked me. I'm not afraid to laugh at you. I've practiced for more than 100 years, and now my cultivation has just reached the level 40 martial arts level. It's estimated that it will be very difficult to make progress from now on. So when I heard that your cultivation is also the martial arts level, I'm shocked and dare to ask Are you the gift of purple top martial soul? "

"No." Zheng ZiNuo thought for a moment, but still didn't tell the high priest the truth. After all, he came to a strange place. He knew people and faces but didn't know his heart. He still left a bottom line and replied, "the younger generation's talent can only be regarded as middle and upper. Only because he met a good teacher can he reach the level 40 martial arts school at this age."

"Master, high priest..." then Zhang Jinyu came in with a futon in his hand.

"OK, put it down." the high priest nodded and said, "put it next to my Futon. If you don't dislike it, we will study martial arts together in my little tent in the future. How about joint cultivation?" At the beginning, the high priest respected Zheng ZiNuo because of the instructions of his master on his deathbed. Now when he knew that Zheng ZiNuo's cultivation level was not weaker than himself, and he was still so young, it can be said that his future was unlimited, so he respected him from the bottom of his heart and put him on an equal footing with himself.