In the wildfire woods, the rare rays of the rising sun shone on Longting Mountain, which had not seen any sunlight for two years. With the bright sunlight and the occasional fireworks that could be seen all over the woods, several people appeared in the field of vision.
There were warriors dressed simply, two elderly men, two middle-aged men and a young man who seemed to be only about 20 years old.
The five people were wandering in the woods of Longting Mountain, with a small amount of true energy more or less condensed in their bodies. Invisible fluctuations were floating on the surface of their bodies, like five weirdos wrapped in blisters.
This is the effect of true energy fluctuations. It can condense the true energy to a certain level without scattering, condensing without emitting, and always maintains the state of being able to hold up the spiritual armor in an instant. The cultivation of the five people is obviously not low.
, they used their Yuan Power to resist the lingering fire energy in the woods. They could not be said to be able to do so with ease, but they were not in serious trouble for the time being.
Moreover, these five people were walking and talking, and they seemed to be paying attention to each other when talking. However, if you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that their consciousness seems to maintain a range of scope, paying close attention to each other.
The surrounding environment changes.
Feng Jueyu and Long Yan were not far away, but they were not within the scope of their spiritual surveillance. In addition, his cultivation level was much stronger than that of the five people, so naturally he would not be easily discovered.
However, he still noticed that a strong old man with short silver hair among them had an intriguing and special temperament.
For Feng Jueyu to be able to notice this, the old man's cultivation seemed to have entered the Lingxu realm.
The person who just spoke was one of the middle-aged men, with a bronze complexion, a tall and strong figure, like a copper bull, and even his voice was unusually loud.
The silver-haired old man glanced at the middle-aged man displeased and reprimanded: "Changxiao, my father told you not to slander others at every turn. Xiang Donghe is like this, and so are others. You are so unobtrusive in your words, just
It will get you into trouble, and you should really change your temper."
Being scolded by the silver-haired old man in public, the strong middle-aged man's expression shrank, and he immediately lowered his head and said yes. However, judging from his expression, there was probably a slight dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction.
Next to the silver-haired old man was an old man with black hair. The two of them looked a little like each other, making it easy for people to think that they were from the same family. When the old man heard this, he advised: "Brother, Chang Xiao is also venting his heart.
We are just dissatisfied, that True Dragon was the one we set our sights on first, what qualifications does Xiang Donghe have to capture the True Dragon? In the past two years, there have been constant disputes on the periphery of the great world, and his Ten Thousand Mountains Heavenly Palace is so powerful that he cannot be so arrogant."
The silver-haired old man didn't say much. He paused for a moment on the slender middle-aged man with dissatisfied eyes, and then said to the black-haired old man beside him: "Second brother, I understand your thoughts. You also said that we should go two miles to the East River.
I have expanded my sphere of influence over the years, and there are nearly a hundred thousand disciples in the Wanyue Heavenly Palace, both inside and outside. Even though I, Qianhuang Mountain, are among the top ten royal families, I am still no match for them, not to mention the power of that true dragon.
, just because the five of us are not his opponents, we can only say that this good person has no destiny with us. If he forces himself, it will only be of no benefit to his own practice. Don't you understand this?"
Feng Jueyu listened carefully and nodded unexpectedly. What the old man said did make sense, but it seemed that they had had unfavorable thoughts towards Long Xiaotian, but they did not take action due to their strength.
That's all, but no matter what, these people come from the Qianhuang Mountains, that is, they come from the barbarians among the ten royal families.
I have long heard that barbarians are savage in nature, drink meat and blood, and are not afraid of fresh food, but now I really can't see his wildness. On the contrary, this old man has a refined temperament, and I don't know which branch of the Qianhuang Mountains came from...
Feng Jueyu was not in a hurry to show up for questioning. He winked at Long Yan to tell him to pay attention to hiding his behavior, and then followed him slowly...
The black-haired old man was silent for a moment, but at this time the young master spoke: "Grandpa, I heard that Xiangdong River is inextricably linked to the Neiwei Tianmen. Before I got this real dragon, I must have
It's a good thing, but they left with the real dragon, obviously with a clear purpose. Is it possible that they know the secrets in this passage?"
The silver-haired old man paused and looked at the young man in surprise: "Renru, when did you have such an idea?"
The young man named "Renru" smiled awkwardly and said with shame: "Going back to grandpa, my grandson heard about it two years ago. Didn't grandpa always give his grandson information about Hongtu's surrounding parties?
Hearing such rumors by chance, my grandson thought about it boldly and asked his grandfather for advice..."
What the young man said was extremely modest, and at the same time he won the approval of the silver-haired old man: "The Confucian people, the three tribes of Qianhuang have been standing together for thousands of years. We, the Zhang family, are really lucky to have such a genius as you." The silver-haired old man said, without any need.
He started to praise them, but at this time, Feng Jueyu found that the other three people were not dissatisfied, and the strong middle-aged man from before had a look of pride on his face.
As a result, before his expression could be fully displayed, he was scolded by the old man again: "Changxiao, listen, the Confucians are much better than you."
The strong middle-aged man's expression shrank, he smiled miserably and lowered his head.
The silver-haired old man sighed and said: "Well, the Juntian Stone is destroyed. Once the inside and outside of the grand plan are connected, I don't have to hide some secrets from you anymore."
Everyone's eyes lit up, and Feng Jueyu also pricked up his ears. Without the five people paying attention, he quickly moved his body and approached the silver-haired old man again with his flying and silent movements.
The silver-haired old man didn't notice anything. He paused and said, "Actually, the passage was jointly laid out by the great envoys who were ordered by the Dragon Emperor thousands of years ago. According to the records passed down by the ancestors, the Dragon Emperor didn't know it at the time.
Why did we separate the inner and outer places, so we ordered more than ten grand masters to set up a barrier between the heavenly gods and gods, and then we had the passage and the Juntian Stone. This secret can only be known by the heads of the major royal families, and it is not absolute. For example, the blood clan
It seems that this secret has not been passed down, and the human race will naturally not know it. After all, the Dragon Emperor only trusted the ancient tribe, and the Feng and Wu families were the leaders of Hong Tu Shi..."
Having said this, the silver-haired old man looked at the four of them and continued: "You had a clear purpose when you said you came to Donghe. I also infer that he is most likely to have something to do with a certain Tianmen in the surrounding area. This matter is very serious.
It’s eighty-nine years old. If the inner Tianmen learns the information from thousands of years ago, it is almost certain that there are “fire-generating dense pattern formations” left by more than ten macro envoys in the passage here..."
"The fire-generating dense pattern formation?" The four of them were all startled.
The silver-haired old man said: "The name of this formation is my wild secret. There is no external rumor. Only the Holy Emperors of the past generations are qualified to know it. I only found out about it a year ago when I read the testimonials passed down by the ancestors. The specific details of this formation
Although it is unclear what its function is, the secret book describes that this formation, in addition to having a big barrier that separates the two places from the sky, can also allow people to use the formation to practice, and their strength will increase by leaps and bounds. If you can find the center of the formation and destroy it, the formation will be destroyed.
On the contrary, it connects the inside and outside..."
"Oh? So Xiang Donghe is trying to overthrow the fire-generating dense pattern formation?" Everyone gasped.
Hearing this, Feng Jueyu was also secretly frightened. Feng Chenlian had said that there were major Tianmen in the area and countless masters. Their purpose was to find the Tianjing Divine Essence, but they had been blocked by Bowang Mountain.
After realizing it, I didn’t expect that I was actually afraid of this fire-generating dense pattern formation.
And this formation seems to have the function of assisting warriors in their cultivation. What kind of formation is it that can both destroy and help others in their cultivation?
Just as Feng Jueyu was thinking about it, the voice of the silver-haired old man came out again: "Actually, the major royal families have left many secrets, but most of them are either incomplete or lost, so the outsiders know very little about the inner circle and the core.
, the second half of my family’s secret book is filled with a lot of incomplete secrets. I have been studying it for decades, but I haven’t understood much, but there is one thing that I have never been able to figure out.”
"What's going on?" The four people pricked up their ears.
The silver-haired old man thought for a while, and finally said it: "Forget it, I can't help telling you. As far as I know, one of the secrets is for the Dragon Martial Seal..."
"Dragon Martial Holy Seal?" The four people were in an uproar. The young barbarian named "Ren Ru" was surprised and said: "My clan still has the method of Long Martial Holy Seal?"
Everyone wants to obtain the Dragon Martial Seal, the Dragon King's supreme method of ruling Hong Tu. However, it has always been said that it must have the inheritance of Hong Tu's envoy. This has made many people give up the unrealistic idea of secretly learning the Dragon King's magical skills.
When the silver-haired old man mentioned it, everyone was naturally frightened and excited. However, the old man waved his hand and said: "No, it's not the method of Longwu Holy Seal, but it seems to be an explanation about the origin of Longwu Holy Seal. I can't tell what it is, it seems like a secret."
It is mentioned in the scriptures that the Dragon Martial Holy Seal is just the second chapter of a powerful technique among the Dragon Emperor's magical techniques..."
"Next chapter?"
The silver-haired old man was speechless and could not stop talking. As soon as he said these words, the family members around him in the woods, as well as Feng Jueyu and Long Yan hidden in the woods, all showed strange expressions.
The Dragon Martial Seal is already quite powerful, but it is actually the second part of a magical skill. So what if this magical skill has a middle part or a first part, how terrifying will it be?
It can be seen that the silver-haired old man is also relying on speculation without much basis, so the conversation ends here and does not go on.
Feng Jueyu's original intention was to eavesdrop and find out the whereabouts of Xiang Donghe. He never thought that he would lead to such a secret. It was just such an accident.
But it is not difficult to tell that these people have been looking for Xiang Donghe. They may even be following Xiang Donghe's traces. Their purpose is no longer Long Xiaotian, but the so-called fire-generating dense pattern formation.
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Since the silver-haired old man had no interest in talking, Feng Jueyu could only show up and ask directly. But just as he was about to make this plan, suddenly, a sharp whistle flew over his head. Feng Jueyu held his breath and watched.
A ball of fire that was more than four meters high flew over the head and rushed towards the five barbarian masters.