Wang Teng returned to the treasured land of Lingquan.
"Sir, you are finally back."
In the Lingquan Treasure Land, Yun Xiaoyao and others immediately came forward.
The original elders of the Donghua Sect were shocked when they saw that Wang Teng had returned from the Sword God Valley unharmed.
Although they knew that Wang Teng was going to the Sword God Valley and was accompanied by a shadow swordsman, they had never seen the shadow swordsman take action and did not know the shadow swordsman's strength.
Moreover, even the previous shadow Taoist priests were only in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven in their imagination.
The Shadow Swordsman is probably also in this realm.
Sword God Valley is the most dangerous restricted area of life in Zhongzhou. Strong men in the realm of Emperor of Heaven have fallen in it. Therefore, even if there are shadow swordsmen accompanying them, in their view, entering Sword God Valley is a matter of life and death.
But now, after seeing Wang Teng return to the Lingquan treasure land unscathed, everyone realized that they might have underestimated the strength of the shadow swordsman.
A Jedi like the Sword God Valley can actually enter and leave safely. His strength may not be as simple as that of an ordinary strong man in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.
"Where are they?"
Wang Teng looked at Yun Xiaoyao and others who were coming up and asked.
"They have all gone into seclusion."
Having said this, Yun Xiaoyao smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice to Wang Teng: "After the young master left, they all followed the young master's advice and went to visit and greet the seniors on the main peak every day in order to get guidance as they wished."
"Swish, swish, swish!"
At this moment, in the depths of the Lingquan Treasure Land, in the strange rock area of the main peak, gazes penetrated the void and shone on Wang Teng.
Feeling those unkind eyes, Wang Teng suddenly felt guilty and hurriedly yelled at Yun Xiaoyao: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I give them such advice?"
"Nonsense! What a nonsense
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"I brought you seniors to the Lingquan Treasure Land to enjoy peace and happiness. Seniors like to be quiet, so how can they trouble them? It's really outrageous. When they come out of seclusion, I have to teach them a lesson!"
Yun Xiaoyao was stunned when he heard this, and said in astonishment: "Master, didn't you tell them specifically before?"
Black lines suddenly appeared on Wang Teng's forehead. This guy had too little eyesight.
He waved his hand and said righteously: "How could I do such a thing? I have already said that I brought you seniors here to let them enjoy happiness, so how can I always trouble them? Okay.
, I will preach to them about this matter when the time comes."
"..."
Yun Xiaoyao finally realized something. He turned around and glanced behind him, at the depths of the Lingquan treasure land. His heart suddenly shivered and he quickly shut up.
"Where's Komatsu?"
Wang Teng asked.
"He is studying the formation essence taught by the senior Taoist priests."
Yun Xiaoyao said.
Wang Teng nodded when he heard this, with a look of relief on his face.
It seems that Zhou Song did not give up on himself because his Taoist foundation collapsed, but his Taoist heart was tenacious and did not let him down.
"Sir, did your trip to the Sword God Valley go smoothly?"
Yun Xiaoyao expressed concern.
"The divine object used to replace Komatsu Doki has been found, and some good luck has also been obtained. The harvest is quite fruitful."
Wang Teng was in a good mood and said.
Then Wang Teng carried the strange rock carrying the Shadow Swordsman on his back and flew straight towards the main peak of Lingquan Treasure Land.
Yun Xiaoyao and others also followed him.
"Seniors, this junior is back. I haven't seen you for twenty days. It's like three thousand years apart. Are you okay during this time?"
Arriving at the strange rock area on the main peak, Wang Teng greeted every shadow creature among the strange rocks enthusiastically.
"What a fart! You are really not a good guy. You still want to encourage others to bother us after you leave. Can you still give us a few days of leisure?"
A shadow creature cursed.
"It's unfair, it's unfair! Seniors, I didn't encourage Wu Chang and the others to trouble you. Before I left, I reminded them that seniors like peace and quiet. Please don't disturb your seniors' peace..."
Wang Teng cried out for injustice.
"Is that so? Do you know that they have been trying to force us to teach us how to practice every day these days, especially that guy named Ye Qianzhong, who is like a piece of shit. He actually hugged me and cried bitterly, saying that he didn't want to tell him more.
The profound Taoist secrets will hold me and cry to death in front of me, I#*#%!"
A tall shadow creature was furious, with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot. ??
"Why are you talking nonsense to him? Those boys have never dared to bother us before. This time they come to us to learn from us. It must be this boy's instruction. It will never be wrong to give them a slap first!"
Another shadow creature spoke.
"It makes sense!"
One by one, the shadow creatures echoed.
The next moment, shadows suddenly rushed out of the strange rocks and beat Wang Teng.
Wang Teng was carrying the strange stone carrying the Shadow Swordsman on his back, and warned with dangerous eyes: "Seniors, please don't mess around, don't hurt the senior swordsman."
As he spoke, he carried the strange stone carrying the shadow swordsman on his back, and used the strange stone carrying the shadow swordsman on his back to fight against this
A group of shadow swordsmen attacked.
Among the strange rocks, black lines immediately appeared on the shadow swordsman's forehead.
The next moment, Wang Teng screamed and felt that the strange rocks behind him suddenly became extremely heavy. He fell to the ground on the spot and was then pressed into the ground.
"Ah...Senior, I was wrong..."
Wang Teng's hazy voice came from underground, and he immediately gave up.
The shadow swordsman taught him a lesson without too much trouble, and the strange rock carrying him flew aside.
Wang Teng hurriedly climbed out of the ground with difficulty, but when he saw the figures in front of him gearing up, he suddenly felt a little dry. He swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "Seniors, can you please stop slapping me in the face?"
"Crack!"
"Ah... I told you not to slap me in the face..."
A moment later, Wang Tengsheng lay helplessly on the ground, his face swollen into a pig's head.
Yun Xiaoyao and others next to him only glanced at it, and then quickly looked away, unable to bear to look directly.
At this moment, Wang Teng, who was lying on the ground, was thinking about something very meaningful. His physical body had now reached the peak of the ninth level of the immortal golden body, and was only one step away from the tenth level.
How did they beat their handsome face to become so swollen?
With his current physical strength, shouldn't his face be invulnerable long ago?
"Okay, boy, don't pretend to be dead. Get up quickly. Where is the divine object you went to the Sword God Valley to get this time? Take it out quickly. No matter what the divine object is, if you want to replace the Daoji, you need to undergo some special sacrifices.
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"Moreover, Zhou Song follows my method of integrating formations and martial arts. Let me see if I can arrange some powerful formations as the basis of his formation."