The shock is like thunder, so it is called Jingzhe.
A big earthquake in the distance made Wu Rong stop when he returned to Xiaoyuan Cave.
On the clouds.
His expression suddenly darkened.
He glanced sideways at Mount Yu, which towered into the clouds in the distance like a pillar supporting the sky. That was the starting point for the extension of the four spiritual veins, and it was also the only top-quality spiritual vein in the billions of territories.
"Am I exposed?" Wu Rong heard the message in his heart.
"No."
The hoarse and ethereal voice fell back, which didn't sound pleasant but made people feel at ease.
It seems that no matter how big the sky is falling, it is like the spring breeze.
Tu Shanjun's voice was unusually calm: "If you are exposed, you will be discovered the moment you arrive at Feixian Mountain."
Accompanied by a whirling reflection of mysterious breath, the tall demon god's shadow appeared next to Wu Rong, like his shadow.
The shadow of the devil pinched the spell.
He didn't see anything wrong. If the only problem was, it might be that he was too thorough and no one could see through Wu Rong.
This is of course because the divine soldiers helped cover it up.
Tu Shanjun asked himself, no one would notice that the profound breath of the avenue of Zunhun Banner was hanging down, he had always hidden it very well.
Looking at Yushan Mountain in the distance, the Demon God's Shadow narrowed his eyes slightly.
After all, he was the Lord of the Great Dao, which was different from the one who was crossing the tribulation back then.
The Lords of the Great Dao they encountered during the tribulation were under the watchful eye of God and were not able to exert sufficient strength. Moreover, Tu Shanjun's practice was still the Great Path of Life and Death, and the Emperor's Shadow who appeared in Heaven suppressed them extremely hard.
Now it is on the territory operated by others.
Big array.
Centaur.
Unknown weapons and treasures, as well as unknown magical powers.
Not to mention that the divine consciousness of the Lord of the Great Dao can almost cover the entire territory.
In layman's terms, Tao Lord is the real God of these billions of territories.
If you don't stay prepared, if you slack off even a little bit, your boat will capsize in the gutter.
No one can afford the cost of capsizing the ship.
In this case, the trap may have been exposed, and maybe the other party has sensed that Wu Rong possesses a magic weapon.
…
Wu Rong returned to the cave without staying too long.
Enter the world of dreams.
Wu Rong stood in front of the Taoist temple and stepped forward.
When he saw the Taoist priest sitting cross-legged under the big locust tree in the courtyard, he slowly opened his eyes.
Wu Rong clasped his hands and shouted respectfully: "Master."
"Do you have doubts in your mind?"
"have."
Taking a seat at the master's signal, Wu Rong frowned and said, "The vibrations in Yushan are extraordinary."
Tu Shanjun said: "How about I test it myself."
Wu Rong pondered for a moment and shook his head: "Master's strength, the disciples believe it."
"It's just that once we take action, we will alert the enemy. At that time, we are not going all out, and it is really difficult to make a move. The other party will also be wary."
"As the Lord of the Great Dao and the backer of the entire Yuren Clan, time cannot erase him. His methods must be extraordinary, and besides, he must have many friends."
"The master can fight against a group of powerful men on his own, but the disciple may not have such abundant magic power."
"Once one more Dao Lord comes, it will be a disaster for me."
Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.
What Wu Rong said makes sense.
Even a weapon spirit treasure like him has one or two friends. An old guy like this must have many acquaintances, including many brothers in life and death, who may be of similar strength.
"We must find an opportunity to kill with one strike."
"Do you have a plan in mind?"
"There are three strategies."
"Want to hear the details."
"The best strategy is to completely integrate into the Yuren Clan, gain full trust and become the backbone, and take action when the old guy is ready to devour the world."
"Zhongce revealed that I am carrying a divine weapon, which attracted the monks among the Yu people to target me. I will endure the hardship and be willing to dedicate the divine weapon to my ancestor."
"The next step is to go straight to Yushan and kill them."
"It's all good, but it's not good enough."
Wu Rong heard this and looked at the red-haired Taoist who was facing the case.
I only saw Tushanjun's calm expression: "The sacrifice of the divine weapon cannot arouse the interest of Taoist Lord Shoujin."
"Dedicate the divine medicine."
"If you offer the divine medicine, he will definitely see you."
"And will not share it with anyone else."
Wu Rong's pupils narrowed sharply.
Even for a great sage like him, who practices fake and real things, his heart surges and his blood surges when he hears the magic medicine.
He didn't dare to imagine how crazy the old Taoist Lord would be when he got the news about the magic medicine.
Thinking about it for a moment made him shudder.
Tu Shanjun put down the tea cup in his hand: "Within a short distance, everyone is wiped out!"
"No, no, no, no."
"The magic medicine is too expensive."
Wu Rong quickly waved his hand and refused. Of course he knew that the master had a magic medicine in his hand, but it was a magic medicine after all, and the world was beautiful.
Once such an important spiritual object is lost, it will be an irreparable loss.
He didn't even want anyone to know the news.
However, the news of the miracle medicine cannot be hidden after all.
There were so many monks in the Forbidden Land at that time, but the news had not spread yet.
"How can you catch big fish without heavy bait?"
Wu Rong sighed: "I'm afraid I won't be able to control such exciting news."
"The chessboard you control will only get bigger and bigger in the future. What's so scary about being in charge of a small piece of news about a miracle drug?"
Tu Shanjun still hopes that his disciples can stand out. A person's vision is not based on the accumulation of false theories, but requires more practice.
The higher you stand, the farther you can naturally see.
"Let me, disciple, think about it."
…
Yushan.
In the sky of Gaoqiong, there is a Yunding Cave Mansion.
The feathered yue is spread over the long steps, stretching out its body, its wings hanging down like a cloak behind its back.
The Yuren tribe are tall and handsome, all of them are beautiful monks who are over seven feet tall.
The place where I live is equally beautiful and bright.
Not to mention the ancestor's Yunding Cave Mansion, the elegance of the blessed land is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
When Yu Renyue stepped into the blessed place, he saw everyone in the queue slightly nodding in greeting. Near the sky, a huge jade pool was steaming with Taoist breath, and the appearance of a monk lying about six feet away in the jade pool was looming.
"They're all here."
The sound is like the roar of a dragon and the chirping of a roc, and it is powerful in all directions.
The mysterious breath of the avenue blends in the jade pond and forms a spiritual machine, covering the sky and the sun.
Yu Renyue quickly lowered his head and said yes.
As he spoke, he looked at the other masters with his peripheral vision. All of them were outstanding Yuren figures, and their cultivation levels were by no means weak.
This actually made him puzzled, how could he arrive so neatly? Except for those who were far away and could not go out in seclusion, almost all the people who spoke about the matter had arrived.
One of them, a tall Yuxiu dressed in golden robes and scales, raised his hands and said, "Did Ancestor have any orders to summon us?"
Everyone had different expressions, but none of them could wipe away their worries.
Now the old patriarch is in seclusion to attack the realm of Tao Lord. It is a troubled time.
"In recent days, I have been restless, and I have been doing some divination, and the divination shows that my end is approaching."
The ancestor of the Feathered People let out a long sigh and spoke slowly. His voice broke away from the jade pond and floated to the sky, spreading over the blessed land, and making it clear to the many Yuren monks present.
As soon as they heard the ancestor say that the end was approaching, all the practitioners took a deep breath and let go of their worries.
They are not worried about Daojun's death at all.
Unless swords and weapons are added to the body, even the five declines of heaven and man will not be able to kill Dao Lord. He only needs enough earth element spiritual veins to live as long as heaven. It will be a waste of manpower and material resources. Just search the cave for the ancestor. Really
If that doesn't work, you can still buy it from Guxian Tower.
At this price, it is two or three times more expensive than buying it yourself.
"Let me tell you, ancestor, that the clan has already prepared Earth Elements."
“Very good.”
The Yuren Ancestor has neither joy nor sorrow.
He has long been used to it.
He is used to being worshiped by his tribe, used to living without death, and is used to having everything.
Since you don't die, you will always live.
Unfortunately, since he gradually got used to it, his progress on the path has slowed down, and even the path he carries has gradually become looming.
Fortunately, there are still many miracles in this world.
The ancestor of the Yuren said loudly: "The next clan leader should also be chosen."
Yu Renyue suddenly raised his head and looked over, his eyes flashing with heat.
The throne of the clan leader is something that many people cannot ask for, but it is just a matter of words from the ancestor's mouth.
As long as he is recognized by his ancestor, he will be the next leader of the Yuren Clan, but the chips in his hand are too few.
The great sage belonging to the old patriarch's branch quickly stood up, raised his hands and said: "Ancestor, the old patriarch is still in seclusion. Maybe he can successfully break through."
"He lost."
As soon as the words fell, the great saint of the clan leader's lineage suddenly felt staggered.
The words "light and flutter" have no weight, but they make a great sage shudder.
What is even more profound is that an old great saint who broke through the barrier quietly disappeared.
It's really sad.
Can't believe it either.
The old clan leader has great talents and strategies, and his cultivation is stable and solid. He is the most promising great saint of the Yuren clan in the past 30,000 years.
Ever since the old patriarch went into seclusion a hundred years ago, everyone has been speculating and expecting. Even the feathered people from other branches are waiting for the moment when the old patriarch breaks through the seclusion and becomes enlightened.
Unfortunately, reaching the road is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
The great sage belonging to the clan leader fell back to his seat.
He closed his eyes sadly, looking sad.
"I don't want to interfere with you, but the clan cannot grow forever. The elders should elect one as soon as possible."
The Yuren Ancestor waved his hand slightly.
This time, he not only urged his tribe to send Earth Elements, but also wanted to settle down as soon as possible. He always felt restless, the road was beating, and he needed someone to stand up and take charge of the overall situation.
"yes."
Everyone stood up and bowed their hands.
Just when everyone was about to leave, Yu Ren Ancestor spoke again: "Yu Ren Yue."
Yu Renyue paused in his steps and looked at his ancestor in surprise, but he did not forget the etiquette and hurriedly handed over his hands and said yes.
The ancestor of the Yuren said: "The person you recruited is equipped with a magic weapon and his origin is quite mysterious. He does not look like a person from the Eastern Wasteland, but he looks like a genius from a large family. You should be somewhat defensive when hiring people, so as not to give birth to something.
Disaster."
The ancestor's words shocked Yu Renyue, and also surprised the other cultivators who wanted to leave.
They didn't expect Yuren Yue to quietly find a major repairman carrying a magic weapon.
How come there is no news about such a powerful person?
Yuren Yue is very ambitious!
Yu Renyue raised his hand and replied: "Disciple understands."
Straight out of the Yu Palace Divine Mansion, Yu Renyue flew back to his palace and called out to his younger brother Yu Renzheng.
Yu Renzheng said in surprise: "Brother is back so soon? What did the ancestor say?"
"That person is armed with a magic weapon."
"who?"
"Rong Wu."
"he?!"
Yu Renzheng was shocked.
"Brother means that we take action against him?"
"No, provide him with delicious food and drinks, and don't let people from other branches come into contact with Rongwu."
Yu Renyue shook his head and continued: "Next, don't worry about yourself, just focus on him. This person is not simple, he is a sharp weapon for me to ascend to the throne of the clan leader!"
Yu Renzheng's eyes lit up and he said, "I understand!"
After sending Yu Renzheng away, the gloom on Yu Renyue's face had dissipated.