Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 885: Back to Jianfeng
The sun in the deep winter is desolate and charming, but it can also drive away the cold.
Death Forest is like a forgotten world, lonely, cold, and dead as always.
Outside the forest, the light from the water-hanging monument dimmed.
However, the light radiating from Ouyang Ming's body does not seem to be dimmed. At this moment, everyone was speculating that this young man, who seemed ordinary and had a low level of cultivation, had the origin of this kind of sky-reaching method.
These are two peak blood crystals, and, in this group of people, there is only one high-level spirit. What's wrong with this world? Is the pinnacle beast really so easy to hunt?
Ouyang Ming’s body seems to be covered with a layer of black cloth, which makes people want to explore the secrets, especially some female cultivators, their eyes are straight, and they exude their own beauty, wanting Attracted the eyes of Ouyang Ming.
"Let's go!" Ouyang Ming exhaled as if not seeing him, and said with a smile.
In his heart, he was very satisfied with the harvest of this hunting meeting. Not only did he deepen his understanding of the formation method, he also found a way to use his spiritual power. Even the main materials for refining the long spear were almost found. Since the blood coagulation spear collapsed, he had always wanted to refine a handy weapon, but in the Beast King's sect, there was no top refinement material, which was delayed.
And now, with this unknown alien meteorite, as well as materials such as dragon scales, this matter can be put on the agenda.
Xue Boren heard Ouyang Ming’s words and immediately smiled and nodded. He was in a great mood. This time, the Xue family and the Wu family have earned enough fame.
Although Xu Heran mentioned Ouyangming's name, just a little bit of inquiry will know who Ouyangming represents. Moreover, such an approach is much more effective than proactive publicity.
Under the sunset, the back of Ouyang Ming and his party slowly disappeared.
Walking on the avenue, Xue Boren let out a suffocating breath and yelled: "Happy, happy! This time, our old Xue's family is exaggerated."
Xue Xuanle also raised her nose, her face was excited, and her mouth was humming an unknown tune, which was very pleasant.
Wu Xu Ning rolled his eyes and complimented him: "This time it’s all due to Brother Yu. We are all following the light." He has a sincere expression, and the expression on his face is not flattering, but he has just been just right. People have an infinite goodwill.
Xue Xuanle didn't know what was thinking, her pretty face blushed, she was really pink like a peach blossom, seductive, she glanced at Ouyang Ming from the corner of the eye, only felt that her heart jumped to her throat.
Suddenly, there was a huge mountain in front of Ouyang Ming.
From a distance, this mountain is like a sharp sword out of its sheath. Faintly, there was a touch of sword aura that echoed and swept away, as if with a sense of decisiveness that could cut through the sky. From bottom to top, the peaks are getting thinner and thinner, and when they reach the top, they are as thin as hair. And around this mountain, there is not even a miscellaneous peak, giving people a sense of dead silence.
Xue Boren is a man of old and fine, and his love of the world is clear to his heart, his mind is transparent, and he saw this scene. With a hearty smile, he took the initiative to introduce: "Brother Tianrui, this mountain is called Huijian Peak. According to legend, ten thousand years ago, one night, there was a loud roar, the color of the world changed, the wind and the clouds turned back, and the sky was like a hole in the sky. , The torrential rain did not intermittently, and only saw a sword light cut the chaotic night sky in half, and then, a huge sword with a length of one hundred feet was shocked from the sky. Accompanied by this kind of vision, when it fell, it turned into this. A mountain, and the mountain will grow a few inches tall every day. After ten thousand years, it has reached this point. "Bring me a cat.
Ouyang Ming's eyes were thinking, but he didn't care about it, and asked in a low voice: "Is this the legend true?"
Xue Boren gave a bitter smile and shook his head: "I don’t know, but every thousand years, there will be a crisp sword sound when returning to Jianfeng, the sword intent is mighty, bursting from the top of the peak, every time it disturbs the clouds in the sky. Fragmented, and all the long swords in Huixun City will whisper along with each other. Even the Venerable cannot tell why this weird phenomenon comes from."
Xue Xuanle has bright eyes and a look of curiosity, and asks: "Have you seen Elder Boren?"
Xue Boren stroked his beard, with vicissitudes of life on his face, and replied: "It's a pity, I have never seen it!"
Ouyang Ming explored the spiritual power, and a slight sword intent suddenly appeared in the spiritual world. The sword intent was not strong, but it was extremely tough, until he crushed it twice with his overbearing spiritual power. The consciousness slowly dissipated. The light in his eyes was bright, and he glanced back at Jianfeng deeply, with a faint smile in his eyes.
Wu Xu Ning looked away, and after looking back, remembered Ouyang Ming’s previous statement about refining the spear, and chuckled: "Brother Yu, I don’t know what auxiliary materials you need to refin the spear. You don’t need to be polite, though. Speaking, Wu's family still has some wealth."
After seeing Ouyang Ming doing a series of incredible things, he made up his mind that he must try his best to win over this person and gain his favor. If it is handled well, I am afraid that the entire Huixun City situation will change accordingly. , He was extremely sure that there was at least one Venerable behind this person.
This is the noble one, it belongs to the top combat power in the entire spiritual world.
Xue Boren also had such thoughts, but he was always steady, knew how to proceed step by step, and controlled the rhythm very well.
Ouyang Ming shook his head: "Brother Wu is interested!"
As soon as 's voice fell, he rushed away without speaking.
The lowest level of cultivation of this pedestrian is the cultivation level of spiritual beings. If the speed is let go, then it can be described by the four characters of "Fengqidian". It didn't take long to return to Huixun City, and the speed also slowed down. Huixun City's streets were lively and bustling, crowded with people, and a strong commercial atmosphere spread out.
Suddenly, an exclamation echoed from the corner.
"Look, this... is this a flying carpet?"
Suddenly, both the vendors in the city and the cultivators raised their heads at the same time, and their eyes were full of envy.
A well-dressed disciple took a breath and sighed: "This is a flying carpet. There are not many in Huixun City. It is hard to see on weekdays. Today I can finally feast my eyes."
"That's true." A young man with long hair tied behind him opened the fan with the picture of the Dunhuang fairy in his hand at the right time, shook it a few times, and boasted: "It is extremely difficult to refine the flying carpet. The mastery of the melting point of the forging material during the manufacturing process cannot be mastered by ordinary crafting masters. Moreover, the comprehension of space must be beyond ordinary people!" After this story spread, it was immediately recognized by everyone.
Xue Xuanle also raised his chin, looked over, her face was beautiful and charming, her eyes shining brightly.
Even someone as steady as Xue Boren has a look of envy in his eyes.
Because of the flying carpet floating suddenly, the string in everyone's heart was plucked heavily.
Only Ouyang Ming has a weird face, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, making him feel a little bit dumbfounded. A bad taste came to his mind. If you knew that I could refine a flying carpet, I don't know how you would feel. But this thought, in a moment, faded. Steel evolution
Until the flying carpet turned into a silver arc and disappeared into the sky, everyone still refused to look back.
Xue Xuanle gently grasped the corners of her clothes with her fingers on her right hand, looked into the distance, reluctantly retracted her gaze, and said with emotion: "This flying carpet is so delicate and beautiful."
Xue Boren stared in a trance, after taking a breath, he whispered: "Don't think about it, this is a flying carpet, not what we can expect, go!" As he said, he took a big step towards The Wu family galloped away.
After returning to Wu's house in a hurry, Ouyang Ming returned to his home on the excuse of fatigue.
He sat quietly for a long time, picked up a precious soft hair, and sorted out all the things after meeting the Xue family. No matter how big or small, things were written on rice paper with small seals. After making sure that there was no omission, I looked at the rice paper in a daze for a long time. The fire of the heavenly phoenix in his hand suddenly lit up, burning the rice paper to ashes.
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Wang’s House is located on the east side of Huixun City and is built next to the lake.
In summer, the lotus is in full bloom. You can pick lotus seeds on a small boat. In winter, you can also dig out the ice to fish for winter fish. You can also cook wine and chant poems on the snow viewing pavilion.
The beautiful lofts are all built next to the small lake. As soon as you open the window, you can see the ups and downs and rolling waves, which makes people proud, gully, and mindful of the world.
As the top three family members in Huixun City, the Wang family is uniquely positioned.
At the bottom of the small lake, countless weird runes gleamed. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a small formation. At the core of the formation, a long mouthful of Koizumi was braving aura. This is the spirit spring. And ten feet above Lingquan, a gray-robed old man sat cross-legged in the water, absorbing 90% of the majestic spiritual power emitted by Lingquan, but the breath was rotten, the aura was blocked, and there was a faint lifespan approaching. The sense of. This is the ancestor of the Wang family and one of the two nobles in Huixun City, Wang Mohan, who is very famous in Huixun City.
But even if Wang Mohan absorbed less than 10% of the aura~ IndoMTL.com~ still let the aura around the small lake reach an unbelievable level, take a slight breath, even the pores on his body They all need to relax. It is conceivable that in this lakeside cultivation, the speed will reach what kind of speed.
Wang Haobin has a handsome face and a red dress, as splendid as blood.
was sitting alone by the lake and fishing, with eyes closed, faintly showing a sense of leisure.
Suddenly, a blast of invisible wind blew from a distance, his eyes opened, a hint of scarlet was faintly revealed, and his voice calmly said: "coming?"
"Hmm!" The old man glanced at the slender fishing rod and sighed: "It's useless for you to meditate like this."
Wang Haobin fiddled with the fishing rod, his eyes flashed with blood, and said: "Of course you have to be calm if your heart is not calm. Whether it is useful or not is one thing, and whether you do or not is another thing. Attitude is very important."
The old man also sat by the small lake, took a breath of cold, and said: "The little boy is getting more and more arrogant."
"It's also a skill to be able to use strong words and reason." Wang Haobin didn't see the joy or anger on his face, and he didn't speak quickly or slowly.
But the more this is the case, the more the old man understands in his heart, this time, the little boy’s heart is really messed up, it is no different from the stormy sea, Wang Haobin is a person of emotion and anger, deep in his mind, even thinness. Wu Liang, from his birth to the present, he has fished in the small lake only a handful of times. Every time a major change has occurred, it will be so when he feels restless. This time, it is because of a sudden appearance in Huixun City. Mysterious figure.