The Strongest Virtuous Saint in the Great Antiquity

So Xuanyuan looked directly at the Great Emperor Fengdu and asked, "...The Great Emperor Fengdu, I don't know what you can do?"

Hearing Xuanyuan's words, everyone looked at the Great Emperor Fengdu in unison, and the Great Emperor Fengdu immediately smiled and said, "The co-owner, you asked the wrong person, what can Gu Neng do?"

Xuanyuan couldn't hide the disappointment on his face after hearing this.

"However, there is no need to worry about the co-owner. Fellow Daoist Songyun has returned a few days ago, and he has also observed the troop secretly for a few days. He should have a good idea of ​​it."

Emperor Fengdu's words gave Xuanyuan hope, and Xuanyuan said in surprise: "Oh! Has the Holy Master returned?"

As soon as Xuanyuan finished speaking, he heard Song Yun's laughter from outside the tent: "Hahaha, co-owner, the matter of the demon clan (Hahao Zhao) has been properly resolved."

As soon as the voice fell, Song Yun had already appeared in front of Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan was overjoyed when he saw it: "Holy Master! You came back just in time! Right now I have an urgent matter, but no one can solve it. I hope the Holy Master can help me!"

Song Yun smiled and said, "Don't panic, the co-owner, I already know about this."

"I don't know why the sage taught me?"

After hearing this, Xuanyuan hurriedly asked.

Song Yun smiled and said, "It's not difficult. If you want to solve this group of mysterious troops, you have to borrow a magic weapon in the hands of one person."

"Oh? I don't know which Daxian it is, Xuanyuan immediately ordered someone to invite him!"

Xuanyuan hurriedly asked, as long as the problems of this group of troops could be solved, Xuanyuan could invite them in person.

"That person should not be unfamiliar with the co-owner. He should be my junior brother, Zhen Yuanzi."

"It turned out to be Daxian Zhenyuan?!".

Chapter [-] Use this little merit as you like

】 Chapter [-] Take this little merit and use it casually Chapter [-] Take this little merit and use it casually. Everyone in the human race is familiar with Zhen Yuanzi, even now, There are human tribes that enshrine Zhen Yuanzi's tablet. After all, when the monsters slaughtered the human race, Zhen Yuanzi did his best to protect them.

Nowadays, all ethnic groups have an extraordinary closeness to Zhen Yuanzi, even Xuanyuan is no exception.

So after hearing the name of Zhenyuanzi, Xuanyuan said in surprise: "If it is Zhenyuan Daxian, he will definitely be willing to help my human race!"

Look how much the human race trusts Zhen Yuanzi...

Song Yun smiled and said: "The co-owner is calm and don't be impatient. I will go to Wanshou Mountain to invite my junior brother out of the mountain. It will not take a long time to solve the co-owner's worries!"

After hearing this, Xuanyuan hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, Holy Master, and please leave and return as soon as possible!"

Song Yun nodded with a smile, then disappeared directly in front of Xuanyuan, and went straight to the Wuzhuang View of Longevity Mountain.

Since Buzhou Mountain collapsed, the prehistoric land was shattered, and an Earth Immortal Realm was divided, except for some saints still in the prehistoric world, most of the Immortal Mountains were moved to Earth Immortal Realm, including Longevity Mountain.

Now Zhenyuanzi has thirty-six disciples, almost all of these thirty-six disciples are human races, and only a few are heterodox, but Zhenyuanzi has always treated them equally and has never treated them with special eyes. 387

And the disciples of Zhenyuanzi also fell in love with each other, but there was no scandal of bullying their fellow students.

On this day, Zhen Yuanzi was preaching to his disciples, and suddenly he felt something, and then stopped preaching.

Seeing this, the eldest disciple of Zhenyuanzi, the youth of the human race, and the person with the Taoist name Qingyou couldn't help but ask, "Teacher?"

Zhen Yuanzi came back to his senses, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and said: "It's okay, it's your uncle who has arrived."

"Master?"

After all the disciples were stunned, they were all at a loss. Zhenyuanzi had a wide range of friends, but only a few had deep friendships with him. On Zhenyuanzi's side, they could let these disciples call him a master. There is only one person, that is Song Yun, the saint of the human race.

After Song Yun came to Longevity Mountain, he pressed the cloud head directly at the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain.

After all, it is Zhenyuanzi's mountain gate. It's really rude to use Fei directly. It's like visiting someone's house without knocking on the door, just jumping over the wall and entering. They blushed and had thick necks, not to mention that they were just sworn swastikas.

Anyway, Song Yun also knew that as soon as he landed, as long as he was within the range of Longevity Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi would definitely know.

He walked very fast, and it didn't take long for him to come to the door, but it was no longer Breeze and Bright Moon who came to greet him, but a young man from a human race that he didn't know.

"The disciple is quiet, I have seen the uncle."

Qingyou's appearance belongs to the kind of very ordinary people, and it is almost impossible to find it in a crowd, but this person has a fairy spirit of a cultivator, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Usually people with this kind of temperament are generally in a good mood, so it is no wonder that Zhen Yuanzi is accepted as a disciple.

Song Yun nodded and smiled and said, "It turned out to be the nephew of Qingyou. The uncle came in a hurry, and he didn't have anything to accompany him. This merit will be given to you, and you will have your own merits and virtues to protect you in the future."

After finishing speaking, Song Yun raised his hand and waved, and a small cloud of merit and virtue flew out of Song Yun's sleeve, and then fell into the stunned and quiet body.

It's no wonder Qingyou was stunned. When the elders of other families met their nephews and nephews, they would send magic weapons or panacea.

I have often heard my teacher say that Songyun's merits are boundless, and his merits make all the immortals in the prehistoric world envy, jealous, and hateful. Now, it seems that what he said is true!

Qingyou came back to her senses, and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, uncle! The disciple is grateful!"

In the prehistoric times, merit is a priceless treasure, and Qingyou knows how to use merit, so she is so grateful.

Song Yun smiled and nodded: "Okay, take me to see Junior Brother Zhenyuan."

"Master, please!"

Qingyou hurriedly led Song Yun to the Guanzhong Hall, and Zhen (bdbh) Motoko had been waiting for a long time now.

"Senior brother, it's rare."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Song Yundao with a smile,