Xinzhuo flew tens of thousands of miles and finally stopped in front of a deserted island. He decided to go to the island to rest for a while and wait until the people in Wanghaichuan dispersed and it got dark before going back.
With these thin dog break grass, it is expected that the injuries of the three of them will improve to some extent, and it will not be difficult to leave this place.
When he landed on the edge of the island, he felt that his internal organs were seriously injured. A strange itching rushed into his throat, and he couldn't help but cough violently.
Suddenly, a sweet voice came from the front: "I haven't seen you for a long time, sir. He is still as amazing as before!"
Xin Zhuo coughed again, raised his head, and saw a small pavilion with white light in front of him. The woman who looked like Bai Xuanji was sitting in the pavilion, raising a glass and drinking.
Xin Zhuo walked towards the pavilion and asked, "Sir? It's really you. Are you waiting for me?"
Bai Xuanji smiled and said: "Yes, it's me, Bai Xuanji, I'm waiting for you, sir!"
Xin Zhuo entered the pavilion and sat opposite Bai Xuanji. He poured a glass of wine by himself and drank it down. He felt that his mouth was burning and his stomach was filled with the aroma of wine. His cough felt better. He looked directly at Bai Xuanji and said, "A junior from the real world. It’s unimaginable to suddenly become a master of the fourth step.”
Bai Xuanji chuckled and said: "Actually, I am 70,000 years older than your husband. I entered the real world to experience it. If I don't leave the real world and take back hundreds of dharma bodies, I am not the real me!"
Xin Zhuo thought of the scene when Patriarch Bodhi took back his dharma body and said, "Is this a way of practice?"
Bai Xuanji nodded: "The ways of the heavens cannot be practiced except by true disciples of the Holy Land!"
Xin Zhuo frowned: "Are you the rumored Holy Land disciple or the Sanhai Palace disciple?"
Bai Xuanji replied: "I am one of the five holy places in Tianyuan battlefield, a disciple of the third generation of disciples, resisting monsters and demons in Sanhai Palace!"
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Are there many people like you in the real world?"
Bai Xuanji thought about it seriously and said, "Not many. Apart from me, there are four other people I know. What a coincidence, you know all four of them!"
Xin Zhuo asked in a deep voice: "Which four?"
Bai Xuanji said: "The first one is your beloved wife, Ji Yaoyue, also called Si Yaoyue, but she is a junior, not old, and her cultivation level is not very high!
The second one is Jiang Taibai, the holy king in white. I heard that he was kind to you back then. This person had a miserable life in the real world and ended up following the white-bearded man. Now he has returned to a certain holy land. The third-generation disciple's cultivation... is an existence that defies the heavens. Who dares to connect him with that poor guy in the real world back then? How funny.
The third and fourth ones, you may have forgotten who they are, one is called Sun Kongkong and the other is Linglong. They are both powerful monsters, and I don’t know their cultivation level.
Although these people have cultivated the Way of the Heavens and experienced a ray of true spirit entering the real world, it is interesting to be so miserable, hahaha..."
After a pause, he frowned and said: "There should also be Li Qing. This person is the strangest. He is the clone of a certain powerful person here. This powerful person lived long enough, and the Qingxu Ji existed, but For a woman, I am willing to go to three mountains and five mountains to practice hard, and I will not accept any of them!”
Xin Zhuo frowned, Ji Yaoyue didn’t need to say anything, Li Qing didn’t need to say much, Jiang Taibai...
As for who Sun Kongkong and Linglong were, he really forgot.
After a while, he said: "The past is over. With your current status, you don't need to call me sir. You are waiting for me here. What do you want to say?"
Bai Xuanji said with stern eyes: "Are you interested in going to the Holy Land to practice? The real Holy Land of Heaven and Earth is not comparable to the small and trivial Holy Lands in the real world!"
Xin Zhuo hesitated: "Do you have any requirements?"
Naturally, he would not refuse if he could go to a big place to practice.
Bai Xuanji thought for a while and said: "Sir, you must donate your spiritual roots!"
Xin Zhuo's face turned cold.
Bai Xuanji smiled bitterly and said: "With a mere spiritual root, why not change the identity of a disciple of the Holy Land? Sir, do you know the terror of the Holy Land? Any third-generation disciple of the Holy Land can suppress the entire Three Seas.
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For things like spiritual roots, the stronger the owner, the stronger the spiritual roots. If word spreads, I don’t know how many masters will come to fight for it, so why bother? You must be injured now. I don’t have any holy medicine for healing, but the Holy Land has it, and there are many of it! ”
Xin Zhuo said one word coldly: "Get out!"
Bai Xuanji was startled, and then persuaded: "Sir..." Xin Zhuo sneered and said: "This spiritual root was given to me by my elders. How can I donate it? Let's go!"
Not to mention that he has no habit of giving things to others, even if Senior Lu Yuangong had a grudge against these Holy Land masters back then, he would not be able to give them the relics of Senior Lu Yuangong.
Bai Xuanji nodded, waved her hand to close the small pavilion, stepped up to the sky, and bowed her hands: "Okay, I know your husband well, and I will try my best to hide the spiritual roots, but I still advise you to leave as soon as possible. The Nine Great Saints of the Demon Clan, Xiu To reach the sky, the most The stronger one is said to be on the fifth step. They are likely to arrive soon. If you stay here, there is only one way to die! In addition, be careful Linglong, she said you slept with her, she is ashamed, that's it. Say goodbye! ”
After saying that, a cloud of auspiciousness rolled up and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, lay down on his back, and stared at the sky in a daze. It was not until night fell that he returned to Wanghaichuan and entered "No. 767."
As soon as they entered, they found that Empress Pi Xing and Master Zhao Yizhu had packed their gifts and were waiting in front of the door.
Xin Zhuo said in surprise: "What are you..."
Empress Pi Xing sighed quietly and said: "We saw that you gave it a try today, so naturally we have to leave!"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "I was just about to say this. It's time to leave. That big demon has many companions. Staying here is not a long-term solution! By the way..."
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Zhao Yizhu stretched out his hand to apply pressure and said sternly: "Azhuo, you take this yourself, you don't need to give it to us!"
Xin Zhuo didn't understand.
Empress Pi Xing said: "Do you still remember what I told you before? I have been thinking for a long time these days, and I remembered a close friend of mine. I shared joys and sorrows with her for 30,000 years and helped her repair thousands of formations. She is now practicing in Peacock Mountain, which is good at Qihuang Dao, and it is not far away from here, 8 million miles away
If the three of us take these thin dog break grass, we will only be half-injured. Why don't you take it yourself first, and try to restore your cultivation as much as possible, so that you can have someone to take care of you on the way! ”
Xin Zhuo nodded: "In that case, let's go!"
After thinking about it, he used flying as a sword and carved the three characters "Peacock Mountain" on the wall of the house.
Then the three people came out of the formation.
I just came out of the formation formation here, and I saw thousands of monks walking out of the sea and river, looking up at the night sky. Countless evil spirits filled the night sky, and there was faint laughter, from far to near.
Xin Zhuo's expression changed and he immediately said: "The masters of the demon clan have arrived faster than I thought. No one knows about your relationship with me now. You leave first and go to Peacock Mountain to wait for me!"
Zhao Yizhu's face turned pale and he grabbed his hand tightly: "We want to go together, we haven't reached the point of separation between life and death yet!"
Xin Zhuo chuckled and opened her hand: "Don't worry, it's not a big problem, you will only be in the way!"
Zhao Yizhu gritted his teeth and said: "We have been together for a million years, why bother? I have a way..."
Xin Zhuo interrupted and asked Empress Pi Xing: "Is Peacock Mountain reliable?"
Empress Pi Xing said categorically: "It's foolproof!"
Xin Zhuo solemnly said to Zhao Yizhu: "Let's go, I have been here for many years, it's a small scene, not to mention I have sixty pieces of fine dog grass!"
Zhao Yizhu immediately sent the treasures such as the Fuso Spirit Root and Wangyue Well. Xin Zhuo pressed it and said: "Put it away and take it away. Don't ask for mother-in-law or mother. You need it more on the way."
The Vixing Empress looked deeply at Xin Zhuo, and without any explanation, she pulled Zhao Yizhu straight away.
Zhao Yizhu turned around three times, but there was no better way, so he forced himself to stay and no one could leave: "Peacock Mountain, remember this!"
Xin Zhuo gave a reassuring smile and watched the two of them disappear into the depths of the sea. Then he stretched his waist, reached high in the sky, and said in a deep voice: "Smile like a hammer!" (End of Chapter)