Chapter 3203 The disciple who has no equal in three thousand years is gone!
[Yaochi], at the Holy Gate.
It is hidden among the clouds and mist in the sky. It requires at least a seventh-level cultivation level to be able to withstand the strong wind of the holy land in the sky. Otherwise, the form and spirit will gather and disperse - this is for mortals to sneak away.
Of course, if you take the spirit boat in the Holy Land, you won't have so many worries.
I wonder if other holy places are also arranged in this way?
Ma SIR2.0 thought to himself, "But speaking of it, Brother Sword King, can we change our posture? This is really..."
The Second Sword Emperor ignored it at all.
The thing is, because of Ama SIR's cultivation, it is impossible to withstand the strong wind in the sky by himself, so this requires the care of the Second Sword Emperor - he carries him and walks across the sky!
"So much nonsense!"
With a casual flick, Ah Ma SIR has been thrown to the ground... It turns out that he has passed through the Gangfeng Belt and arrived on a cloud platform unknown to the Holy Gate.
At this time, the cloud platform was empty, and there were no female cultivators from the Holy Land patrolling. I don't know if it was because of laziness or because they were confident that it would be difficult for mortals to reach the sky. In short, it was just to facilitate the two of them.
The Second Sword Emperor pointed to a Qiong Tower in front, "That is the custody of the Holy Sect. The first entry record should be hidden inside. Your cultivation is not enough and it is easy to be exposed. Stay outside and watch. If anything happens, tell me immediately. Me.”
The Sword Emperor obviously planned to sneak in alone.
Before Ma SIR agreed, he had already revealed his identity, and soon he could no longer even see the taillights of the car... Ma SIR2.0 adjusted his hat at this time and said: "You are so impatient."
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However, the Second Sword Emperor was still interested in things like the Holy Gate Management Office of the Hidden Holy Land... A real man should have the courage to challenge the difficulty - he was really not willing to do things that were not dangerous.
"As expected of the Holy Land of [Yaochi], the general cultivation level of female cultivators is higher than that of the five major families of [Nantianmen]..." The Second Sword Emperor marched cautiously, which was also a good way to explore [Yaochi] 】Strength opportunity.
As a holy land that has existed since the beginning of the [Canglan Cave Sky], [Yaochi] has a history that is hundreds of years older than [Nantianmen]... Of course, as the top holy land, the gap between the two sides, It should be infinitely close.
"Exit and entry registration...is this it?"
The road was still very relaxed. The Second Sword Emperor raised his head at this time, and was about to go deep...but the moment he stepped in, he frowned, and his figure shot out like lightning, hiding among the clouds and mist.
I saw a female cultivator in red, who turned into a rainbow and landed on the ground, looking around in confusion.
"Fairy, when?"
At this time, more than a dozen female cultivators flew in from afar.
"It's nothing." The female cultivator in red waved her hand, "Go back... We will send more patrols today!"
"Yes..."
After the instructions were given, the female cultivator in red turned around and returned to the management office... She felt a movement in her heart, and her spiritual thoughts were quietly released, directly covering the entire Qiong Tower - no matter how big or small it was, it could not be hidden from her investigation at this time. .
"Are you too sensitive..."
There was no difference in the Qiong Tower. The female cultivator in red frowned, then flew directly up into the sky and sat directly at the highest point of the Qiong Tower, closing her eyes and meditating.
At this moment, in the clerical office of the management office, a small black opening suddenly opened on the bookshelf, and then a fat palm appeared strangely from the small black opening, and then after taking a book, Then disappear in an instant...
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The Second Sword King returned to the place where Ma SIR2.0 was squatting without saying a word - he saw Ma SIR squatting on the ground now, looking at the restricted impurities like shit, and tutting his tongue.
"What...are you doing!"
"Damn it, you walked without making a sound?" Ma SIR2.0 was startled, "Did you get the thing?"
The Second Sword Emperor shook his head and said with an ugly expression: "I don't know what's going on, but there's a scary guy guarding it. It's hard for me to get close... unless I find a way to lure her away. Strange, although the Holy Gate is also quite important. place, but with a strong man of this level sitting in charge, is the background of [Yaochi] really so terrible that even the emperor-level big shots can only guard the gate?"
"Emperor-level gatekeeper?" Ma SIR2.0 suddenly opened his eyes and said in surprise: "But when you came in, didn't you notice it?"
"Let's think of another way." The Second Sword Emperor shook his head. Like to challenge the difficulty does not mean like to seek death. You can do things like risking your life, but it depends on why you do it - there is no need to risk this kind of thing for Ye Yan. Big risk... As for this Ma Houde, if there is a real fight, he won't even care about it, so he can only give up temporarily.
"Here, here."
Then he saw Ma SIR2.0 pull out a booklet from the restricted impurity and threw it into the hands of the Second Sword Emperor.
"Access register?!" The Second Sword Emperor was stunned and looked at it a few times in disbelief, "When... did you get it?"
"Hey." Ma SIR2.0 narrowed his eyes at this time, "Lao Ye didn't tell you what I did before I joined the law enforcement team?"
"What to do?" The Second Sword Emperor asked subconsciously.
Ah Ma SIR immediately pinched the sleeves of his left and right hands, "I have Xuanwu in my left hand, Qinglong in my right hand, a tiger descending from the mountain on my chest, and a star in front of my door! Huoyun Xisha Street Hall is surrounded by rivers and fat dragons, what do you think I do!"< br>
The corner of the Second Sword Emperor's mouth twitched...isn't this just a promiscuous person?
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Deep in the cave, a strange aura was looming, and only shadows were seen sitting cross-legged in the air. The aura was strong and weak... and finally calmed down, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"I didn't expect that I would be plotted by Emperor Lan, and I almost capsized..."
With his ability to hide, how Emperor Lan discovered him early and arranged this move - I still can't figure it out, but when he rushed out of the cemetery, he was ambushed by the immortal master of the imperial dynasty. Although this The ambush was not enough to watch, but it just meant that Emperor Lan had arranged everything in advance.
——= Whereabouts were exposed?
——Could it be that Yao Ji leaked it...she and Lan Huang teamed up to deal with me?
"No, Yao Ji has hit rock bottom. If she wants to turn over, she can only cooperate with me..."
Shadow pondered secretly, and his eyes immediately fell on Prince Lanling - this person's theft of the royal treasure has been exposed, but he can be regarded as the blood of the Lan family, and it still has some value.
Suddenly, there was an approaching sound outside the cave.
The shadow immediately narrowed its eyes... but the person approaching did not completely penetrate, but remained in a position where he could leave at any time.
"Are you...injured?" The voice was hoarse, obviously hiding it deliberately.
The shadow sneered, "How can a mere mortal emperor hurt me? If it weren't for the fear that too much noise would attract the attention of the Yaochi female cultivators, your Dafeng emperor would be gone today."
"You are indeed injured." The hoarse voice was neither salty nor light.
Shadow snorted coldly: "If you don't stay in the imperial capital, what are you doing here? I haven't used you yet, so go back quickly and avoid exposing yourself."
There was no sound, and the people outside the cave had indeed left.
After a moment of shadow, he slowly walked out of the cave carrying the unconscious Prince Lanling - he blew a finger-long whistle.
Then he saw dozens of figures approaching quickly in the forest, each with a hidden aura, black clothes, and a black mask... It was the mask of Black Dragon Zangyuan.
"Greetings, my lord!"
"The plan has changed." Shadow said in a deep voice: "I need you to incite the Immortal Masters of the opposition party in the Dafeng Dynasty, saying that Emperor Lan has secretly trained a large number of high-level Immortal Masters and plans to start a war against the Yaochi Immortal Sect. This is a fatal situation... These hedonistic guys will know how to do it.”
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Yaochi…Holy Lord Peak.
Saint Qingji followed the Holy Land envoy with an unhappy look on her face... Of course, they were not qualified to enter the Holy Lord's Hall - Saint Qingji sighed, and then rubbed her cheeks, rubbing out an almost indescribable patch. Picky, reserved, noble, impeccable smiling face.
"Qing Ji, pay homage to the Holy Lord."
The maids are currently serving Mrs. Ziyuan to eat today's spiritual food.
"Are you willing to come back?" Mrs. Ziyuan said calmly, "I asked someone to cook you Linghua millet porridge, gamble for a day and night, and clear your breath."
Saint Qingji could only sit aside and soon a maid brought the spiritual porridge.
However, she did not take action, but said with a smile: "Master, give me a month! In this month, after I have gambled all over the gambling houses in Dafeng Emperor City, I promise not to go down the mountain and retreat in seclusion for the next year. Through hard training, I will definitely break through the [Nine Heavens Mysterious God] magical power to the tenth level!”
"Tenth level?" Mrs. Ziyuan immediately sneered: "I have practiced hard for thousands of years, but I can only reach the ninth level... My disciple turns out to be so amazing and talented, I really let my master lose his sight."
"That half month, and then I broke through to the sixth level?" Saint Qingji blinked her eyes immediately.
Mrs. Ziyuan wiped her mouth, waved her hand, and signaled all the maids to retreat... When she and Saint Qingji were left alone, she sighed and said: "You go back to your cave now, I will Seal your cave and you will not be able to leave within ten years without my permission! Unless you can break through to the seventh level within ten years.”
"Master! You can't do this!" Saint Qingji's face changed slightly.
"It's not up to you this time." Mrs. Ziyuan waved her hand, and a golden aura instantly entangled Saint Qingji.
How could she withstand Mrs. Zi Yuan who controlled the Holy Land? She could only fall to the ground like a caterpillar.
"Send the saint back." Mrs. Zi Yuan waved her hand.
Immediately, several Holy Land envoys came forward and lifted Saint Qingji away.
"Master! You can't do this to me! Am I not your little cotton-padded jacket..." Saint Qingji begged: "Wait! Give me another person, even a dog! I will go crazy if my left hand bets on my right hand. Yes! Master!"
The sound fades away.
Mrs. Ziyuan breathed out slowly.
"You are too indulging Qingji."
Mrs. Ziyuan's expression changed slightly, she immediately stood up and bowed slowly... A barefooted woman in plain clothes slowly walked out.
"Although Qing Ji is stubborn, her talent is unparalleled in the past three thousand years... Give her some time." Mrs. Zi Yuan stepped forward, like a maid, waiting for the woman to sit down, and said softly: "Master Sir, I also asked people to prepare some spiritual food, which you used to eat.”
The woman didn't say anything, but she just ate something light.
"Is it because Huozao Peak's craftsmanship today is not to Master's taste?"
"It tastes good, even more delicious than in memory. It makes people want to eat a few more bites." The woman shook her head, "But as monks, we cannot be driven by lust. Just taste it briefly."
"The spiritual food delivered today does taste better than in the past." Mrs. Ziyuan nodded, but after hearing this, she also put down the jade bowl in her hand, and immediately asked: "Which side of the forbidden area, how nervous are you?"
"It has been arranged." The woman thought for a while and said: "However, the [Deception Technique] consumes a lot of money, and the elders will need to rest for a hundred years... But if we can obtain the complete inheritance of [Blue Emperor], it will be worth it. .”
Mrs. Ziyuan muttered: "I have ordered [Honggu] to take charge of the Holy Sect. After this time, the ancestors are weak. It is when I, Yaochi, are the weakest... we should seal the mountain immediately!"
"Success or failure depends on this one move." The woman was looking at the sea of clouds outside the Holy Lord Peak. "When Yaochi opens the mountain again, it will be the day when we visit the first holy land of [Kunlun]! Even if it is the [Great Holy Land of Netherworld], it is of no use! ”
Mrs. Ziyuan thought it was true when she heard it, and she was a little excited...but her heart suddenly stung, as if she had lost something important, and her face changed slightly.
"What's the matter?" The woman clearly noticed something strange about Mrs. Ziyuan.
Madam Ziyuan muttered: "I don't know why, but my heart palpitated suddenly, as if some chance had slipped away from my disciple... Even my luck in [Yaochi Realm] has suddenly declined a lot. This... Unprecedented! ”
The woman's face was solemn and she said: "You control the Holy Land and are twins with [Yaochi Realm]. I have had this feeling before... Three thousand years ago, when your senior sister died, my teacher also had heart palpitations, and Yaochi's luck also plummeted. ”
Mrs. Ziyuan said in astonishment: "But Qingji's aura is strong and rising, so she shouldn't be able to..."
"Well..." the woman thought for a while and said, "A big event is coming, but it comes unexpectedly at this time. Master Rong should think about it carefully."
The woman started counting with her fingers together, then suddenly her face turned red and a mouthful of old blood spurted out!
Mrs. Ziyuan was shocked, "Master?!"
The woman waved her hand and calmed her breath, "It doesn't matter, I just used Yao Chi's fortune divination and suffered some backlash, but you..."
"Me?"
The woman's face was ugly and she said: "You should have had a disciple who was more stunning than Qing Ji, but... he suddenly disappeared."
"What?"
——My future disciple is gone?
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Dafeng Imperial City, West Street Hutong, in front of the houses in the alleys.
"Go in, your parents are waiting for you... Remember, today's events must not be leaked to outsiders, otherwise those evil immortal masters will take you away. In this way, you will never be able to see you again. "My parents!"
The little girl nodded in understanding, "Thank you, uncle..."
"Gone."
Several masked uncles suddenly disappeared.
The little girl quickly opened the door of the house. She had long forgotten the horrible things before, and she only wanted to throw herself into the arms of her parents, "Dad, Mom! My daughter is back!"
In the house, a woman in cloth helped the pale man out. When she saw the little girl returning, she immediately burst into tears and held the child in her arms... The injured man couldn't help but kneel on the ground, thank God.
"Today there is smoke coming out of the ancestral graves in your hometown, you boss!" The woman was crying and laughing at the same time, "First I met the miracle doctor and cured you, and now my daughter is back safe and sound!"
"Yes, it's time to burn some incense!"
The woman's heart moved, "Master, we may have met a god... The god cured you and asked me to cook more food tonight. I thought it was to replenish your health... Could it be that the god has already healed you?" You knew that Nannan would come back, so you made me prepare to celebrate?”
"If you can't speak, just speak less!" The man thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid it's not the gods who know, but the gods who saved my daughter!"
"Not bad, not bad!" (End of this chapter)