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Chapter 862 Prisoner

"It's me after all..."

Fairy Fengyun wanted to say that she was slightly better.

But suddenly, she felt a stinging pain between her brows, and her spirit was torn apart. Before she could understand what had happened, her vision was suddenly filled with red.

"Bang!"

A ball of colorful light exploded, and a paper-cut figure floated down.

"It is indeed a scapegoat."

Lu Zhong had already known that Fengyun would find him in his previous derivation, and he also knew that the pride in this woman's heart was difficult to get rid of. Perhaps it was because of this that she was unable to break through Da Luo.

"That's why her master gave her the death talisman."

Of course, this is also the reason why Lu Zhong kept his hand.

If he hadn't deliberately shown mercy, he would have used the ability of Taoist soldier Luofu to cut off Fairy Fengyun's timeline with that sword strike just now, and he would never have given her the chance to take effect.

Just as I was thinking about it, the paper-cut figure floated in front of me.

"Jishishan."

Lu Zhong read out the three words on the paper and thought that this should be where the Taoist Stone was.

"hiss--!"

He took a breath of cold air and looked at his arm covered with epileptic marks and the looming fire in the cracks. He thought that Fairy Fengyun was worthy of being a direct descendant of Da Luo, and that sword just now was really powerful.

"If she were more serious, I'm afraid I would be more seriously injured."

It's a pity that there is no if.

Lu Zhong released his spiritual consciousness at this time, checked the surrounding situation, and saw that there was no danger lurking, so he secretly activated the life-producing ring, and a wave of vitality suddenly sprouted in his body, spreading throughout his limbs and bones.

Even so, it still took him a lot of effort.

It can be seen that there is really no one who can cultivate to the golden immortal stage.

Then, Lu Zhong selected a conspicuous landmark, a peak shaped like a sword blade. He flew straight towards that direction, hoping to meet other people and find out where Jishi Mountain was.

Along the way, I encountered many ancient and alien species.

It's a pity that most of them are just similar in appearance, without the real environment of heaven and earth. They may have inherited some of their abilities, but after all, they are not those existences in the history books.

After a few quick glances, he flew past.

Occasionally, you can even encounter indigenous tribes and city-states that are beginning to take shape in this world.

It is also a pity that these indigenous people are also toys in captivity. Whenever they develop to a certain stage, "inexplicable" disasters will happen, causing everything to be completely overturned.

The purpose is to continue to maintain the original ecology.

In Lu Zhong's view, this move is really a bit wasteful. If he were the owner of the Xuanhuang Eight Treasures Lamp, he would be more willing to use it for experiments to see if more differences can be developed.

Even if the world keeps going through reincarnation and destruction, it is better than losing the possibility of starting over again.

"Luofu..."

Thinking of this, he glanced at the Taoist soldier in his hand.

Seemingly agreeing with Lu Zhong's idea, Luofu trembled slightly and responded.

"Haha, just wait. Based on the laws of time and space that I have cultivated, I believe that after you become a Taoist soldier, you will be able to create a world on your own. Then you will naturally have to experiment."

Thinking of this, Lu Zhong couldn't help but feel more motivated.

The escape speed suddenly increased, turning into a rainbow that swept across the sky.

A few hours later, Lu Zhong arrived at his destination.

As he had expected before, other monks did come here, and they seemed to have the same purpose.

"He Yu, may I ask if the person here is Elder Lu?"

A middle-aged man wearing a large cloak with a crane pattern and a high white jade crown on his head, whose cultivation level was at the eighth level of the Golden Immortal, first looked at the visitor, and then seemed to confirm something, and then spoke proactively from a distance of thousands of feet.

"It's Lu." Lu Zhong nodded.

The monk opposite who called himself He Yu, as far as he knew, was the leader of the Yijinxian Sect. Outsiders often called him "Zhenren He Yu", and he was a type of monk with a good reputation.

Can be contacted.

Lu Zhong thought so in his heart.

Hearing this, Master He Yu's face was filled with joy, and he must have given Lu Zhong the same evaluation. He only heard him smile and say: "That's great! I wonder if you and I can exchange some information?"

"...Can."

Lu Zhong originally wanted to say that he had no valuable information, but then he suddenly thought that Fairy Fengyun was defeated at his hands and handed over the death talisman, which was obviously of great value.

"It should fetch a good price."

He thought secretly in his heart and engraved this matter on the jade slip.

Immediately, he shot out with a snap of his fingers.

Master Heyu took it and looked hesitant after reading it.

"Fellow Taoist, you..."

"Is it possible that Mr. Lu's reputation over the years cannot be trusted by Sect Master He?" Lu Zhong's words were not just a casual comment. They were similar to the titles of "Timely Rain" and "Yun Zhonglong". His credibility on the battlefield was also very strong, regardless of whether

No matter what happened during this period, he never abandoned his employer.

Of course, in the latter case the employer is often already dead.

When a person dies and his mission disappears, there is no such thing as abandonment.

"Elder Lu's reputation is naturally trustworthy." Master He Yu said this, with a look of hesitation on his face, but he didn't know how to exchange it.

After all, the value of the news given by Lu Zhong is really measured in concrete terms.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhong naturally knew what the other party was thinking. At this time, he smiled lightly and said: "If Master He feels embarrassed, just give him five red orders."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

When Master Heyu heard this, he immediately went down the steps.

Five red Daoluo Lings, no matter how valuable they were, it was still a huge number. No matter how high the value was, he would feel distressed and couldn't help but admire Lu Zhong in his heart.

Very refreshingly, Master Heyu gave out five red shining Daoluo Tokens.

"Yes, do you have a map of this world in your hands?"

Lu Zhong said casually.

"Yes, yes, why?" Master He Yu looked confused.

"The version in my hand is too old. Even if it is a conservative estimate, it is more than a million years old. With the vicissitudes of the sea and the changes in the mountains and rivers, it is inconvenient to locate it."

"To be honest, the same is true for the next one."

"..." Lu Zhong.

"Haha, you two Taoists are worried about the map?"

Accompanied by a hearty laugh, a brave and masculine young man slowly walked over carrying a long spear.

"I've met fellow Taoist Mu Yang."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Lu Zhong and He Yu Zhenren both bowed their hands to the visitor.

Of course, necessary precautions are still inevitable.

The gun-wielding young man Mu Yang who came forward also understood this clearly, so he stopped before the extreme distance, raised his hands and returned the salute: "I just heard from you two that the map of the Eight Treasures Realm of Black and Yellow is old and difficult to use.

There is the latest one here, which is only a hundred thousand years old, so it can be said that the ink is not yet dry."

The ink is still wet!

Lu Zhong thought to himself, this person's view of time is really indifferent to the extreme.

Immediately, my mind moved and I engraved a jade slip again.

He handed it to Mu Yang.

After the latter took it and took a look, he immediately showed the same expression as Master Heyu before. He was shocked with a hint of joy, and was suspicious but also a little entangled. The expression was really wonderful.

"Fellow Taoist, you..."

"But you don't believe in my credibility?"

Lu Zhongyi responded with a gourd and a gourd.

"Of course not."

Mu Yang quickly denied it.

Speaking of which, he had worked with Lu Zhong several times and had a very deep impression of the famous Elder Lu. He was truly a ruthless "token-earning machine".

Wherever there is a Daoluo Ling to be obtained, this person will appear.

At the same time, what impressed Mu Yang deeply was the sense of security in fighting with him.

Even if you can't fight, you can definitely escape.

Thinking of this, Mu Yang was speechless and had no doubt at all, and handed over a jade slip in exchange for information.

Lu Zhong took it and looked at it, nodding with satisfaction.

Master He Yu on the side looked envious, even a little jealous. Compared with the one-time low-value information in his hand, the piece of information Lu Zhong had in his hands was really valuable.

"Strange, how could he know? Could it be..."

Suddenly, a terrifying guess flashed through Master Heyu's mind.

"Hey, if it's true, then you really can't be offended."

On the other side, after Mu Yang completed the transaction, his eyes moved to Master He Yu. The latter noticed this and spread his hands helplessly, "I must disappoint fellow Taoist Mu Yang. I have no information for trading."

"Oh, that's such a shame."

Mu Yang nodded and bowed to the two of them, "You two, when we meet again, we will be enemies! Of course, what I mean by this is that I hope that the two fellow Taoists will be merciful."

After all, in terms of realm, he is just a Seventh Realm Golden Immortal.

Unlike someone as famous as Lu Zhong, Mu Yang knew in his heart that he was just a well-connected person. He was able to enter the Xuanhuang Eight Treasures Realm only because of his father's relationship with Da Luo.

After saying that, Mu Yang took a few steps back and turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky.

Master He Yu turned around and bowed to Lu Zhong as well, half-seriously jokingly saying: "I hope Elder Lu will be merciful when we meet again in the future."

"hehe......"

Lu Zhong just smiled and did not give a reply.

Master He Yu was overjoyed by this.

No answer is actually the best answer.

Through this, he was able to understand that the person in front of him was not bloodthirsty. As long as he did not touch the bottom line or participate in the fight for key things, he could probably save his life.

"Elder Lu, we are destined to meet again!"

"Goodbye."

Lu Zhong watched Master He Yu leave and then recalled the map he had just obtained.

As Mu Yang said, the map of the Eight Treasures Realm in his hand can indeed be called "the ink is still wet". It is not so much a map as it is a monitoring map of the Eight Treasures Realm of Xuanhuang.

“As expected of a well-connected household!”

Lu Zhong thought to himself that he could even get such a thing.

For example, the battle between him and Fairy Fengyun just now is now displayed on the map. There is even a text record in the blank space next to it, but the content is quite simple. It just describes that there was a battle here and who died.

"If nothing unexpected happens, this should be a simplified version."

Lu Zhong immediately knew that the complete version should be in the hands of Long and Feng. Fairy Fengyun came to the door earlier and guessed that she had used the surveillance map to locate it.

Then he looked through the map history.

In the past period of time, there have been more than ten major and minor battles in the Xuanhuang Eight Treasures Realm.

Without exception, no monk died.

Lu Zhong didn't find it strange.

After all, they are all accomplished immortal cultivators, and they are all old monsters who started out at least a hundred thousand years ago. How can they not have some means of saving their lives? It is extremely possible that they will be defeated and killed in a battle.

As for his opponents? Those are exceptions.

"...Jishishan is here! It's north of Hopeless Forest, so it's not that close." Lu Zhong made a slight estimate based on the scale of the map, and found that the distance was at least a hundred million miles.

It's such a long journey, and I don't know how long it will take if I fly.

By the time he arrives, maybe even the day lilies will be cold.

Questioning the stone is very important.

For Lu Zhong, this treasure can allow Luofu to truly advance to the rank of Taoist soldier. If he has Taoist soldiers to protect him, the success rate of being promoted to Daluo will increase by several points, so there is no room for failure.

However, the two places are really far apart.

Plus this place is special.

Master Baodeng deliberately confused the time and space here in order to be wary of the people in the world. Although it did not affect Lu Zhong's fighting skills, it made teleportation extremely difficult and... embarrassing.

A little carelessness will result in the transmission of the black and yellow eight treasure lanterns.

At that time, he will definitely appear in front of Master Baodeng.

For Lu Zhong, it is a way to save his life, but after all, the Taoist Stone is more important.

"Give it a try!"

"Fortunately I have..."

Immediately, Lu Zhong deduced the location of Jishi Mountain and started teleporting directly.

...

"Huh? This guy is so bold."

Outside the Xuanhuang Eight Treasures Realm, Master Baodeng noticed that the flame of the lamp was beating and glowing with hazy silver light, and he couldn't help but pay some attention. What surprised him a little was that Xu Kongzi actually teleported successfully.

Is it luck or...

Without thinking too much, I saw that the flame of the lamp was slightly dim, so I immediately added a drop of Hunyuan lamp oil into it.

In this way, the lamp flame returns to normal.

"What did you say just now? Yes, what is your attitude towards the proposal from the Taoist Palace?" Master Baodeng put down the lamp and looked at the two people across the table.

At this moment, the three giants of Daoluo City are having a meeting.

In a sense, this meeting will directly determine the survival of Daoluo City.

"Baodeng, you talk a lot of nonsense."

Across the table, a boy in a red shirt said.

"Indeed, do you still need to ask about the treasure lantern? Of course I refuse those sons of bitches in the Dao Palace!" A bald female cultivator gave her answer angrily.

"Hahaha, yes."

Master Baodeng had already anticipated this.

After all, it was Tao Palace that caused everyone to fall to this point.

After laughing several times, Master Bao Deng suddenly calmed down and asked tentatively: "Jin Chan, Jiu Guang, do you think this celestial event is really as Taoist palace said and will end soon?"

"Haha!" Golden Toad Boy sneered.

He only gave Master Baodeng a look to indicate that he understood the meaning.

The bald female nun next to her was touching her scalp. At this time, she spread her hands and said helplessly:

"How come you and I don't know exactly what is going on in this world? It was already like this a long, long time ago, so how could it end? Instead of thinking about this, it's better to think about it

after."

"Yes." Master Baodeng sighed.

For the three of them, everything has become routine.

As for those Tao masters, after experiencing it for so long, they must be even more tired of it, right?

But so what?

Not only them, Daluo Jinxian, but also the high-ranking Taoist masters, even Tiandaozi who is currently sitting in the Immortal Courtyard, and even all living beings in the long history of this world.

They are just prisoners in someone's hands.


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