Chapter 87 Bloodline
The Taixuan Holy Land has been closed for thousands of years. Even well-informed people like Fu Quanliang are extremely unfamiliar with this name.
Otherwise, the moment he saw the Taixuan God Fire Sutra, he would have noticed the problem.
"Tai Xuan..."
Fu Quanliang chewed on these two familiar words, and suddenly his expression changed slightly. He looked at Chu Zheng, as if seeking confirmation, and asked:
"Tai Xuan Shen Fire Sutra?!"
Chu Zheng nodded, with a little helplessness on his brows. The experience during this period was really too intense, and he didn't know where to start.
Facing Fu Quanliang, Geng Yiyang was not as patient as he was with Chu Zheng. He caught his attention a little roughly and asked directly:
"Tai Xuan Shen Huo Jing, have you ever Side story? "
Fu Quanliang shook his head blankly: "No."
Hearing this, Geng Yiyang retracted his hand, stopped talking, rolled up Chu Zheng and the others, and left the Huanling Sect.
The Taixuan Shenhuo Sutra has not been leaked. Others are just trivial matters, and he is too lazy to ask.
At this moment, he was in a hurry to go back and trace the clues on You Ziyun's bones. He didn't have that much thought and wasted time with something useless.
Fu Quanliang came back to his senses, his eyebrows pounded, and his brain throbbed:
"Taixuan Holy Land..."
His memory still stayed at that moment. After understanding his situation, he looked at Chu Zheng beside him, his expression was a little dazed for a moment:
Did he reach the sky in one step and directly enter the Holy Land?
Even if it is not famous anymore, the Holy Land is still a Holy Land, at least there are fake immortals from the Tongxuan Secret Realm sitting there.
This old man enters and exits the Phantom Spirit Sect as if he is in a deserted place. Even the strong men of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Infant cannot do this. He must be a fake immortal.
Many holy places where middle-grade immortal bones are not allowed to enter, how could he, the most inferior low-grade immortal bones, get in inexplicably?
Soon, he realized something and turned his head to look at Chu Zheng, his eyes gradually becoming complicated.
When the skills are leaked, normal sects will kill without mercy, so the rules of the Holy Land are naturally more stringent.
He was able to survive now, probably because of Chu Zheng. For a moment, he felt mixed, not knowing whether he should be happy or not.
Every time they meet, Chu Zheng refreshes his knowledge. A mere spiritual spring realm monk has already come into contact with the fake immortal who stands at the top of this world, and even gets valued...
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Seeing the change in Fu Quanliang's expression, Chu Zheng glanced at Geng Yiyang, tentatively entered the secret through the Tongsheng Seal, and cursed in a low voice.
Geng Yiyang didn’t react at all. Chu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief,
“When you arrive at Taixuan Holy Land, you can practice with peace of mind and don’t have to think too much. When the time is right, I will go find you and help you. I'll take care of...forget it, take care of yourself."
Chu Zheng originally wanted Fu Quanliang to pay attention to the situation of Song Lingxue, Li Mingzhou and other great masters, but considering Fu Quanliang's strength, he didn't mention it.
“I got it.”
Fu Quanliang's throat was a little dry and he said slowly: "Thank you."
Chu Zheng gave him too much help, but what he got from him was very little.
What he can do to help Chu Zheng now is quite limited, and some favors can only be repaid later when opportunities arise.
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"Fellow Taoist, stay!" As we were on our way, a whisper came from the void, and a figure slowly walked out. Wearing a white shirt, he was no more than thirty years old. He had a handsome appearance and a slightly pale complexion. He stepped on auspicious clouds and was reflected in the sky. Out of seven colors.
"Fellow Taoist looks unfamiliar, may I ask which holy land it comes from?" The man spoke softly and said hello.
"Tai Xuan Holy Land, Geng Yiyang."
"It turns out that it is Zhenjun Yiyang in person. Please forgive me for being rude."
The man in white looked slightly startled, bowed and gave a half salute, and announced his home: "Zhou Zili, the Holy Land of Taixu, has met Zhenjun Yiyang."
When he entered Tongxuan, the Holy Land of Taixuan had disappeared. It has been a long time, but the name of True Lord Yiyang has been circulated in several holy places thousands of years ago.
An ancient man who lived to this world through the method of extending life.
Except for Geng Yiyang, there is no one else who is the oldest fake immortal in the Southern Territory today.
Geng Yiyang’s expression remained calm and he said calmly: “Why are you blocking the road?”
Zhou Zili glanced at the two Chu and Zheng people behind Geng Yiyang, and thought of the previous deductions inside the Holy Land. His expression suddenly changed, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Dare I ask? True Lord Yiyang, Ling Qi, our special envoy to the Taixu Holy Land, died suddenly in the area the day before yesterday. In my Holy Land, Su Lao deduced the secrets and only saw a ball of sky fire. Do you know one or two reasons? "
"I killed this person."
Geng Yiyang looked indifferent: "He killed me, Fang Jiong, the deputy head of the execution hall in Taixuan Holy Land. Therefore, I left the confinement and killed him to repay the blood debt."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Zheng looked at Geng Yiyang in surprise. How did this old guy know his previous thoughts?
Although there are some discrepancies, what Geng Yiyang said at this moment is indeed very different from what he originally thought.
The only difference, what he had thought before, was that after Fang Jiong killed Ling Qi, he was seriously injured and died.
Chu Zheng did not expect that Geng Yiyang would admit the matter directly. Is this to help him avoid disaster?
Geng Yiyang's straightforwardness caught Zhou Zili off guard, and his expression darkened visibly:
"Zhenjun Yiyang... Based on your words alone, what do you think of me? Believe it? ”
He no longer calls himself a junior, and there is something evil in his eyes.
Geng Yiyang's back was straight, his expression was cold, and his tone was indifferent:
"Believe it or not, what does it have to do with me?"
"I discovered some old things today. If I were I found out that this matter is related to you Taixu. I will boil the Taixu River and cause the heavenly fire to burn all the foundations of the Holy Land."
Before he finished speaking, he whispered again: "I still have something important to do. , if you block the road again, I will kill you too today.”
Geng Yiyang's emphasis on Chu Zheng was not without reason.
Since leaving the gun, he had already learned that Chu Zheng had obtained the Taixuan Divine Fire Scripture only a few months ago.
In other words, Chu Zheng has been on the path to immortality for less than a year, and his talent cannot be matched even by super-grade immortal bones.
In less than a year, he has entered the late stage of Lingquan. Ten years later, he will be at least above the Dao realm and qualified to compete for the top ten positions in the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition.
Geng Yiyang doesn't care about the qualifications of the immortal bones. He himself is only a middle-grade immortal bone, and his constitution is relatively firey. He inherited the fire from his predecessors, and now he has still reached the peak of Tongxuan.
The Taixuan Shenhuo Sutra doesn't place too much emphasis on qualifications. A middle-grade immortal bone is enough, and a high-grade one is even better. It doesn't matter if you don't have one.
Chu Zheng’s talent is worthy of what he is doing now.
What's more, the sword marks on You Ziyun's corpse belong to water, and Taixu Holy Land is particularly good at controlling water, which was within his suspicion.
"Geng Yiyang... I call you the true king and give you three points of thin noodles. Do you think you are invincible?"
Zhou Zili's expression returned to calmness and his tone was slightly cold:
"Do you think this is ten thousand years ago? I really want to see how a piece of rotten wood that is about to die can kill me?!"
(End of this chapter)
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