Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1029: Send Dan

　　 I don’t know how long it took before the world finally calmed down.

　　 Within a few miles, everything was turned into ashes, the peaks were shattered, the vegetation was wiped out, and even the entire land sank ten meters down, the power of the heavens was evident.

　　The thunderclouds dispersed, and the lazy sun came out.

　　 Ouyang Ming gave a long whistle, his aura swept the nothingness. Wherever the sound waves pass, the space reveals a palpitating darkness, the aura goes out and sounds again, comes and goes out, forming a touching picture.

　　 Buried Jian was deeply moved, and galloped from a distance. Shen said: "Brother Yu, congratulations on stepping into the Venerable, and passing through the nine tribulations."

　　 "Brother Buried, it's too unfamiliar to say that. If you weren't for your help in the big ruins, I'm afraid I would have been planted in the hands of Venerable Blood Flood." Ouyang Ming smiled kindly.

　　 Buried Sword secretly said in his heart, you have the luck of an era, and you have a secret opportunity, even if I don't take it, someone will definitely take it. How could it be possible to fall.

　　 said on his lips: "Brother Yu said that is modest. With the strength of the three of you, it is not easy to get out of it."

　　 Ouyang Ming touched his nose, not knowing how to speak.

　　 Burial Sword's throat moved slightly, and he stopped talking, his eyes were a bit scorching.

　　 "Brother funeral, if you have anything, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Ouyang Ming whispered.

　　 "Brother Yu, I wonder if you are Ouyang Ming?" Funeral Jian asked the deepest doubt in his heart.

　　 Ouyang Ming's eyes seemed to have an inexplicable deep meaning, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slightly. I also understand in my heart, I'm afraid he guessed it when he saw me refining the anti-thunder suit, right? I'm just not sure.

　　 The fact is the same, Danzhou and Zhangzhou, there are only a few top people.

　　Especially the refining equipment, so the scope is also small. The younger generation, who can compare with Ouyang Ming? So it's not surprising to be able to guess. On the contrary, if you can't guess it, it's a bit weird.

　　 Hearing this answer, Jian Jian's eyes were extremely fiery, like magma that could melt everything.

　　 sternly said: "Brother Ou, there is a ruthless feeling in the next."

　　 Ouyang Ming lightly "Oh" all over, motioned him to continue speaking with his eyes. When he was at the Jiang family, he found that there was a touch of melancholy in Funeral Jian, but he didn't say it, and Ouyang Ming didn't ask too much. Think about it, it must be related to this.

　　 Burial Sword took two consecutive breaths of spiritual energy, the blood flow speed increased, and he said in a deep voice: "This time I went to the Great Ruins to find the elixir to delay the vitality and delay the vitality for the peak owner, but...in the end it failed. He stopped. His face was a little embarrassed. After all, he also knew that the eternal life pill was too precious to describe it as priceless. He needed one to open his mouth, and he still couldn't open his mouth.

　　 Ouyang Ming understood what he meant when he heard half of it.

　　 Without hesitation, he patted the space bag with his right hand and took out a porcelain bottle. A glazed pill lying quietly in the porcelain bottle, with a faint fragrance floating in the air, with just one scent, every pore on the body is as if it has opened up, and it is indescribably comfortable, even more vigorous. It's a bit rich. This is the longevity pill, which has the power to reverse yin and yang, and each one is a priceless treasure.

　　 Ouyang Ming held the porcelain bottle, smiled and passed it over: "Here, here."

　　 Generally speaking, Ouyang Ming is a person who has the kindness to repay. This was the case when he asked Wen Zhou to enter the Daxu place, when he was in the Daxu Jiang family, and it is still the case now.

　　 But if there is a grudge, he will avenge it.

　　 Burial Sword's arms trembled, and he trembled: "Brother Ou, thank you."

　　 "My brother, what are you polite?" Ouyang Ming stared deliberately.

　　 is such an inadvertent movement, and a warm current flows through the body of Burial Sword.

　　 He rubbed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Today's wind is too strong, blowing sand into my eyes."

　　 Ouyang Ming smiled, without explaining, looking into the distance, he felt like an arrow at home.

After a while, Ouyang Ming said: "Brother funeral, you and I will be separated here, I have to go back to Danzhou, I am homesick."

　　 "Brother Ou, I only need a word from you in the future, Burying Jian is willing to do your heart and soul!" He made a promise with a sincere expression on his face.

　　 Ouyang Ming nodded slightly. Although, with his current cultivation level, even a figure of the first level of Taoism could not be seen by him, but he always pays attention to a degree of advancement and retreat in dealing with people, so he can't chill other people's hearts. Moreover, he could also see that the funeral sword was indeed sincere.

　　 arched his hands lightly, stretched out, flew in the flesh, and left.

　　 Buried Sword looked envied and sighed. It turned into a long rainbow and rose into the sky.

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　　Seven Star Sect, suppresses all directions with a domineering attitude. There are seven peaks in total, one peak is stronger than the other.

　　, the absolute sword peak is even more famous for its tyrannical combat power, and the skill of sword repair and attack is unmatched.

　　 Sword Peak, the peak is ten thousand feet high, and the mountain peak is like a long sword with cold light.

　　In a stone chamber on the top of the mountain, the master of the peak of the sword sits cross-legged. His energy is blocked, his face is withered, and the traces of the years are engraved, and his qi is dull, as if he crawled out of a coffin, obviously his life is not much.

　　 He carried a worn-out sword box on his back. The box was covered with rags, and a clear crack was engraved on the box.

　　 Suddenly, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clean, not muddy at all, but full of wisdom, looked outside, and whispered: "Have you come back?"

　　 "Hmm!" Funeral Jian laughed.

　　 The old man gave a whisper, all the wrinkles around his eyes squeezed together, and said: "Looking at you like this, this trip has been quite rewarding, right?"

　　The burial sword's eyes showed a rare touch of cunning, like a treasure offering, and took out a porcelain bottle from the space bag, which contained the eternal life pill.

　　 "This is?" Old Jian's pupils shrank slightly, although he had guesses in his heart, he was not sure.

　　 "Eternal Life Pill," said Funeral Jian.

　　 At this moment, even with Jianlao Gujing's mindlessness, there was a storm in his heart.

　　 was short of breath, and said, "Where did you get it?" He was so curious in his heart. Now that the eternal life pill is driven by centrifugal force, no one knows, no one knows, but the funeral sword is held silently. He was very shocked when he came out one.

　　"Sent from Ouyang Ming?" Burial Jian didn't conceal it, and explained what happened after entering the big ruins.

　　 Old Jian was silent for a moment, and immediately caught the focus of the words, and asked: "You mean, he has broken through two realms, has broken through to the venerable, and has passed through nine heavenly thunders?" His voice was a little bit. Trembling, nine heavenly thunders? Can someone really get through it?

　　 "Well, I saw it with my own eyes." Burial Jian promised.

　　 Old Jian was silent for a while, and after a while, he replied: "I know."

As soon as 　　's voice fell, his dry palm slapped the sword case and walked out slowly.

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　　 Ai Hongli has been in a bad mood recently. He was in a dilemma by drawing a salary from the bottom of the tank, and he was undecided to deal with Ouyang Ming. After all, he still bears the identity of a Feng Clan envoy on his head. But in his heart he was reluctant to give up the longevity pill, no matter how he chose, there were gains and losses.

　　The candlelight is dimly yellow, and his figure is reflected on the bamboo window, swaying in the wind.

　　 He gave a wry smile and said: "Brother Li, Brother Li, you really have a problem for me..."

　　 After a while, "Boom boom boom..." There was a gentle knock on the door.

　　 "Come in!" He converged his mind, his voice calmed down, a bit of irritability, after all, he was the Sect Master of the Seven Stars, who had been in a high position for a long time.

　　 Jian Lao opened the door, his steps were slow, but every step left a lingering rhyme.

　　 Seeing Jian Yi, Ai Hongli didn't dare to hold it big, and took the initiative to welcome Jian Yi to the table. I brewed a pot of good white tea, a smile on his face, and smiled: "Old Jian, taste it, this year's new pick, the taste is very pure. If you like it, I will ask my disciple to give you a few kilos."

　　 Old Sword picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said: "Good tea, fragrant and pure but not greasy."

　　 Ai Hongli also took a sip, tapped his fingers on the tabletop, and asked softly: "Old Jian, I don’t know what you are looking for, why?" He didn’t believe it. Jian Yi came to his study for no reason. .

　　 "Knowing that you are upset, I will come." Jian said.

　　 "Huh?" Ai Hongli looked at Jian Yi with a puzzled face.

　　 The sword didn’t say much, shook his head, waved his sleeves, and drew out a porcelain vase, and said in a deep voice, "Eternal Life Pill, should the Sovereign Master recognize it?"

　　 Ai Hongli was surprised at first, but immediately, his face became cold, and he asked in a cold voice: "What does the old man mean?"

　　"It means literally." Jianichi took another sip of tea.

　　 After a moment, he shook his head and said: "Sovereign, Ouyang Ming is a messenger of the Feng clan. Don't provoke me, that race, don't be reasonable." Since the eternal life pill was spread, various deeds of Ouyang Ming have also been unearthed. When he came out, of course the most eye-catching thing was his identity as an envoy of the Feng clan.

　　 "Sword old, you are old." Ai Hongli whispered back.

　　 "He has broken through the Supreme..." Jian's eyes gathered, and he took a deep breath.

　　 Ai Hongli's pupils shrunk undetectably~IndoMTL.com~ I can really make Taishan collapse on his face without changing his face, but his heart has already turned up the stormy waves, and the waves that have been set up can drown the world in his heart. In my heart, how could this be possible, how old is he?

　　 He thought that when he saw Ouyang Ming at Wuzhifeng, he was still at the high level of the spirits. How long has it been before he has stepped into the venerable, even if he is riding on a rocket, he is not so fast, right?

　　 Sword Master didn't know how complicated Ai Hongli's thoughts were, and then he paused and said, "Also, I have survived the Nine Tribulations." The sound was not loud, but it was loud.

　　When it was echoing in the study, even Ai Hongli was visibly stunned for a moment, unable to speak for a while.

　　 In my mind, there are countless sky thunders blasting down.

　　After ten full breaths, he said softly: "The news is true?"

　　 "Burial Sword saw it with his own eyes." Old Jian replied.

　　 Listening to this, for some reason, the complicated thoughts in his heart dissipated instantly, but there was a sense of relief. Suddenly made up his mind, Ouyang Ming's grievance with centrifugation, he stood by and never participated.

　　, this is the arrogant who has survived the nine heavenly thunders, with full wings, and can fly for nine days, unstoppable.

As soon as 　　 Jian saw this scene, knowing that the purpose of the trip had been achieved, he got up and walked out and said as he walked: "The tea is very good. Send me two catties."...

　　

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