Weapon Master Chapter 1530: Departure

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Chapter 1530 Departure

Yinglong Peak is the mountain at the entrance of Yuelong Fairy Gate.

When Tang Huan, Gu Caiwei, and Tang Manrou arrived, the area was already full of people. Not only were monks gathered on the top of the mountain, but the surrounding sky was also full of dense figures.

At a glance, they are all heavenly monarchs.

Almost every moment, there are a large number of monks coming from all directions. In the crowd, the voices of friends and companions come and go, and the noise is moving.

Seeing such a magnificent picture, Tang Huan couldn't help but secretly startled.

It has been many days since entering the Yuelong Fairy Gate. This is the first time he has seen such a mammoth scene. It seems that the one hundred thousand heavenly monarchs mentioned by Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou are really not exaggerated at all. It is estimated that the Tianjun who has arrived at Yinglong Peak is no less than 50,000.

After a while, Tang Huan found that the three of himself seemed to be the focus of attention.

The reason for this is the fiery red long knife in Tang Manrou's hands. Zongmen's notice came so suddenly that Tang Manrou hadn't had time to call out the original Taoist artifacts, cut off contact, and merged the long sword into his dantian, so he took it directly.

A middle-grade Taoist device of perfect quality is difficult to be unobtrusive.

"Look, everyone, is that perfect Dao Qi?"

"Haha, the perfect Dao Qi? How can... Huh? It seems to be a perfect Dao Qi... Isn't that woman the Senior Sister Tang Manrou?"

"Sister Tang? That knife was forged by Gu Ying?"

"Two perfect Taoists, and they are perfect Taoists with completely opposite characteristics! How did he do it?"

"..."

Up and down the peak, the sounds of cold air rang out one after another.

Many Xianmen disciples could hardly believe their eyes. Only yesterday, news came out that the newly joined Zongmen "Gu Ying" was helping Tang Manrou forge weapons. As a result, Tang Manrou produced a perfect quality medium grade today. Dao Qi...At this moment, everyone was shocked.

One perfect Taoist device can barely get luck, and two perfect Taoist devices cannot be explained by luck.

What's more, the characteristics of these two perfect doctrines are completely opposite.

At this time, many immortal disciples finally realized that the "Guying" knowledge has reached a point beyond imagination. For a while, after the initial shock, the eyes of everyone unabashedly showed envy, jealousy and even longing.

After all, for monks, the effect of powerful weapons is almost immediate.

No one does not want to have a perfect quality Dao implement. It's a pity that in most of the time, this is just an extravagant hope.

The entire Netherworld Realm has many natural skills, but there are only a handful of people who can forge perfect Taoism tools. Moreover, perfect quality is possible only when the high-grade Tiangong forges low-grade Taoist implements. The phenomenon that the middle-grade Tiangong forges perfect middle-grade Taoism implements has never happened before.

"Sister Choi Wei! Junior Sister Manrou!"

Clear voices sounded quickly, and a slender figure suddenly flashed in front of Tang Huan and the three of them. It was a handsome young man with a smile on his face. Although he was greeting Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou, he had two eyes. But he has been looking at Tang Huan.

"It turned out to be Brother Fu Jing."

Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou both gave their hands a little, and they understood the purpose of this handsome man.

Sure enough, almost at the moment when their voices fell, a young man named Fu Jing looked at Tang Huan and said, "Two juniors, this must be Junior Brother Gu Ying?"

"Here is Gu Ying, brother, what can I advise?"

Tang Huan looked calm. He had heard Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou mention some of the more famous figures among the immortal disciples, and Fu Jing was one of them. He is also a mid-level genius, and is known as the first genius of the genius among the young disciples of the Yuelong Immortal Sect.

Not only that, this Fu Jing's cultivation base and strength are also extremely strong, and it is said that he has reached the pinnacle of Tianjun's sixth rank.

Of the Heavenly Monarchs of the Yuelong Fairy Gate, those who can surpass him in strength can be counted with a slap. When introducing Fu Jing, Gu Caiwei also specially reminded him that Fu Jing was proud and arrogant. After he entered the sect, he was likely to encounter physical challenges and even make things difficult.

The reason why Tang Huan blocked his residence so quickly is to avoid unnecessary interference like this so that he can practice with peace of mind.

But now, Tang Huan doesn't need to care too much.

"Don't dare to teach me."

Fu Jing smiled slightly, and said, "I have heard about Junior Brother Gu’s superb knowledge of the instrument and Dao. I have always wanted to have a good discussion with Junior Brother, but unfortunately I have never had a chance. In the future, I will come back from the Yuanshixian Yi, Brother Gu, don’t block the residence as soon as you enter the sect, so I can only watch."

"Good."

Tang Huan nodded.

Fu Jing obviously did not expect that Tang Huan would promise to be so swift. He only reacted for a moment. He slapped his palms and smiled: "Junior Brother Gu, then we'll make it so." After all, Fu Jing didn't stay too much, and rushed to Gu Caiwei. He and Tang Manrou nodded slightly, and drifted away, and immediately disappeared into the crowd.

Fu Jing's actions made many monks who were concerned about the situation around him ready to move.

"Everyone, let's go!"

However, before they could come closer, a loud shout sounded through the void.

In front of the huge dragon’s mouth, a majestic middle-aged man stands in the void, with a sturdy back and a lion’s back. On his face, his moustaches are densely covered. Not only does this face give people an extremely mighty feeling. The breath faintly leaking from the body is also strong and domineering.

It seems that Tang Huan's existence was also noticed. The moment the voice fell, two burly middle-aged eyes fell on Tang Huan's body, as if to see through his soul.

Tang Huan's heart was awe-inspiring, but he didn't flinch, his eyes stared at the past.

The burly middle-aged grinned, as if smiling. The next moment, he withdrew his gaze and sank deep into the dragon's mouth. His move. The immortal disciples above and below the peak also moved, and the sky full of figures poured into the dragon's mouth like a tide, disappearing at an astonishing speed.

Soon, Tang Huan, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou were also mixed in the crowd and entered the dragon's mouth.

Leaving the Zongmen resident, this monk team composed of nearly one hundred thousand immortal disciples, under the leadership of the burly middle-aged man, headed westward formidable.

It wasn't even a quarter of an hour, and the huge and deep depression was already in sight. There was a gorge running from north to south, and the endless mountain forest was cut in half. Inside the canyon, the darkness is pale, like an ancient behemoth with its mouth open, seeming to choose someone to eat.

In front of the team, the burly middle-aged body kept swooping down from high altitude. When everyone saw it, they all sank into the secluded valley.