"Another great power of enlightenment has appeared!"
Lou Jingou murmured softly.
Coming from a powerful background, he has met many such people.
Either in reality or in ancient scrolls, enlightenment, enlightenment...
Move your body and move your magic power.
Slowly repair body injuries.
As for the result, Lou Jingou didn't know, he hadn't reached that step yet.
He is the most powerful of all the Lou Jin dogs, and in his opinion, the luckiest one.
Now he doesn't have to worry about being crushed to death by the Weapon Spirit Dao Lord in the blessed land of the Feathered People.
Yu Renyue quietly looked at Mr. Gao Daodao who was standing next to Wu Rong. He was really majestic and majestic. He looked at him as if he were seeing the Tao. He looked at him as if he were a big prop. He looked at him more like a familiar child suddenly meeting his companion's parents.
The familiar yet unfamiliar restraint made him salute quickly.
The cold Lord Gao Daodao glanced sideways, nodded slightly, and immediately turned into a streak of evil energy and disappeared without a trace.
Yuren Yue Dun felt flattered.
Then he looked at Wu Rong who was holding the flag in surprise.
Wu Rong said with a smile: "His old man is different from us. He likes peace and quiet."
Yu Renyue let out a sigh of relief. He thought there was something wrong, so he extended his hand and invited him: "Brother Rong, I have prepared a banquet at Feixian Tower..."
Both of them wisely did not mention the future of the saints of the Feathered Clan.
Not mentioning it is enough to explain Wu Rong's attitude.
Wu Rong's attitude represents the attitude of the underworld.
Of course, there is nothing left in the underworld except Wu Rong, the polished commander.
Even though Master Tu Shanjun is powerful enough and has the souls of the three great masters under his command, the soul flags and thousands of yin spirits are tied to Wu Rong. If he is forced to use it with all his strength, it will drag down his body.
He could investigate them deeply, and then kill a few of them ruthlessly as a warning to others, or even kill them all in the blessed land of the Feathered People.
However, doing so will make it difficult for Yu Ren Yue to do it. Not only will it put the opponent in a dilemma, but it will also greatly weaken the power Yu Ren Yue holds.
Therefore, not only did he not pursue the matter, he also tried to make it a trivial matter.
Make their purpose clear.
They work for the underworld.
It's the law of heaven.
It's the road!
Be awe-inspiring rather than fearful.
At the same time, he wants to greatly increase Yu Renyue's voice.
Wu Rong walked past Yu Renying with a cold face and even indifference, ignoring any of the other party's words.
Whether it was asking for orders or fighting, he ignored them all as if they were nothing, obviously intending to weaken the influence of the Feathered Human Infant.
Regardless of whether Yu Renying is the 'Sixth Uncle' or the 'Uncle', his words have no weight.
Only Yu Renyue's words have enough weight.
If Yu Renyue says that everyone can live, then everyone will live. If Yu Renyue says that the ancestor will die, then the ancestor will die.
This approach will be very helpful for Yuren Yue to take charge of the Yuren clan in the future.
Similarly, as his friend, the stronger the power Yu Renyue has in his hands, the better, so that he can help him when he chooses a location to completely establish the underworld in the future.
Although friends and friendship are sincere, they are also mutually beneficial, supporting and helping each other.
Yu Renying understood Wu Rong's meaning, so he didn't say a word, just waiting for the other party to step on his prestige and set up a new banner for Yu Renyue.
Yu Renyue also understood.
This goes without saying.
Yu Renhui sighed deeply.
In this battle, there were many losers and many winners, but fortunately, the future of the Feathered People was saved.
Looking at Uncle Liu's back again, Yu Renhui's eyes flashed with pity.
Is Uncle Six wrong?
Wrong.
The mistake was not standing in the right position.
People can't always make the right choice, nor can they stand on the edge of God and see the situation clearly. Being in the middle of the game, they all have their own reasons for choosing.
It's night.
Faint starlight shines on Feixian Tower.
Wu Rong put down the wine bottle and said: "If you can't use the residual Dao, you should try not to use it. It's okay to use the body of a saint to carry the Dao. Once or twice is okay. Once there are too many, the Dao will collapse your body. Secondly, the Dao's impregnation will make your own
The Tao is no longer pure."
Yu Renyue sighed: "How many people can complete the Three Thousand Avenues?"
"Try to be as strong as you can."
Wu Rong handed Yu Renyue a token and said: "After I leave, if something big happens and I can crush the token, I will know immediately. Don't use it as a last resort. The deterrent of this token is far greater than crushing it."
"I see."
"Brother Wu, are you leaving?"
"It's time to go."
Wu Rong looked at the wine in the glass.
Parting is always melancholy, but all the feasts in the world come to an end, and he still has many unfinished things.
"Fellow Taoist, here goes..."
"Si Tianming, kill Daocheng!"
Wu Rong raised his head and drank the entire glass of wine.
He has touched the Word.
Everything has a destiny, and neither destiny nor destiny can fully describe the word "fate". His destiny was weak, and it was once a sieve, so his master taught him the way of destiny and the way of ghosts, and he used his life to practice.
Human life can be borrowed, but what about destiny?
"Heaven is the great ghost, and he is the ghost of heaven!"
Wu Rong, who integrated the destiny path and transformed the ghost path into a heavenly ghost, suddenly changed his spiritual energy all over his body, with infinite mysterious breath on his head, and the destiny ghost dharma of the great world in his body opened his eyes indifferently.
Change both internally and externally.
This moment.
An illusory dark flower gathered together.
It was looming above Wu Rong's head.
The Heavenly Ghost Sutra is used to suppress the breath all over the body.
Yu Renyue, who was not far from Wu Rong, had surprise in his eyes.
It turns out that what Taoist fellow witches said about enlightenment is not false.
Just now he witnessed a monk reaching the virtual realm.
It stands to reason that this realm is like the 'Fake Pill', '...' and 'Fake Saint', which are not included in the division of realms. It is more of its own foundation, and the aura it can express is not strong.
However, he was too close, so he could naturally feel the condensation and dispersion of Tao breath.
Lou Jingou was even more stunned as he held the wine bottle.
But he felt that this was the reason why people were competing to snatch the spiritual treasures.
The weapon spirit has its own way, but the monks who control its way are different from those who carry the residual way.
It is said that there is a secret to becoming an immortal in the weapon spirit treasure. This is a trick for children, but it has been confirmed that the monks who are in charge of the weapon spirit treasure have indeed made rapid progress in that way.
"Brother Wu, I respect you." Yu Renzheng held the wine bottle.
bite.
Wine bottles clash.
Wu Rong raised his head and drank again.
He put down the wine bottle and looked at the crowd and said, "See you later."
“See you later!”
"Wait a minute, I'll ask you something."
"ah."
"I?"
Lou Jingou was so happy that he almost jumped up.
When he was hit, his face suddenly became sad, and even his energy and energy couldn't help but feel lost.
After thinking about it, he found that he and the other party did not seem to be having any holidays.
Logically speaking, so many people have been spared, and he is not the only one left.
…
"It's great to congratulate you, fellow Taoist, the road is smooth and enlightenment is just around the corner."
Listening to Lou Jingou's compliment, Wu Rong laughed dumbly and said, "Fellow Taoist is not bad either."
Wu Rong indeed felt so in his heart.
The strength and combat power shown by Lou Jingou are enough to show that the opponent should not be underestimated.
If it were not the Five Saints who took action this time, the Master would not have been able to cut off the head of the ancestor of the Feathered People so easily.
Yu Ren Fei He was obviously concerned about himself, so he didn't take action with all his strength. Only then did Yu Ren Yue find the opportunity. When he wanted to fully expand the Dao, mobilize magical weapons, exotic treasures, and fully use the Tao Lord's supernatural powers, the disembowelled
An ax and a hook rooted in the soul will not give him any chance.
Even Master Tushanjun praised him repeatedly.
Even though the opponent is the King of Dao, it is an easier battle.
But the Taoist Lord from the Ancient Immortal Tower is not like Yuren Feihe.
The man who was in his prime appeared in the Ancient Immortal Tower again, with extraordinary background and a dazzling array of miraculous treasures. Not to mention that the opponent was the ‘front’ selected by the Ancient Immortal Tower, a powerful Erhua who emerged from a battle of wits.
The strength of the Taoist master Wei Lao of the Shangqing Taoist Sect can be contained by his opponent and another Taoist Master of the Ancient Immortal Tower, which is evident from his strength.
There is no room for opportunism.
You have to have a real fight with real swords and guns.
At this time, apart from other things, it is not sure whether there can really be a fair fight.
The ancestor is powerful, but he feels that the reason why the ancestor is so eager is probably because there is something wrong with the fifth step. If something goes wrong...
Wu Rong let out a long sigh.
Pause for half a sound.
Wu Rong said calmly: "Da San, it's time for us to leave."
The demon quickly came up in the clouds, offered a soul flag treasure in his hand, and said with a flattering smile: "Welcome to the triumphant return of the young master."
As he spoke, he opened the magic weapon that looked like an account book, twisted it and said, "This collection of inspiration..."
"No need, I can rest assured that you can handle the matter."
Wu Rong waved his hand slightly and released a cloud chariot palace.
The ghosts and spirits waited on them, and they boarded the palace. The cloud chariot broke through the barrier in front of them and sank. Only then did they ask what they were concerned about: "Where do fellow Taoists come from?"
Lou Jingou, who was touching the tea cup, looked tense and replied in a deep voice: "Coming from the Donghuang General Altar of the organization."
"Do you know how to travel across borders?"
"Cross-border shuttle?"
Lou Jingou rubbed his chin and thought about it carefully.
"It's like walking out of your painting. From one place to another quickly."
"My fellow Taoist was talking about this kind of magical power... Each family has some, but they are all different and not connected. My magical power requires Xingjun's wonderful method."
Wu Rong asked: "Can it be popularized?"
"I can buy spiritual stones from your organization."
"Disaster!"
Lou Jingou shook his head knowingly and said: "This is a difficulty for any family."
"The strong don't need it, the weak can't bear it."
"If you want to be safe, stable and efficient, you can go from one part of the world to the other in just a few hours. So far, there is no similar magical power."
"According to legend, the divine court in the ancient times..."
…
"Senior, please stop!"
Wu Rong frowned when he was disturbed.
The Yun Chaan slowly stopped, and Yin Ji opened the long curtain of the palace. She saw the visitor standing not far from the barrier space, a monk wearing a bamboo hat.
The monk bowed his hands and presented the previous invitation: "A senior has entrusted the organization to forward this invitation to the senior."
"Daojun?!"
Wu Rong stood up in surprise.
"I am the White Tiger Qisu of the West, and the Kuimu Wolf."
Kuimu Lang bowed his hands.
His eyes kept falling on Wu Rong.
But his consciousness never seemed to fall, and he seemed to be talking to the people behind Wu Rong.
Before Wu Rong could raise his hand, a palm made of evil energy took the invitation over.
Kui Mulang saluted and said, "Please take that useless junior away."
Wu Rong didn't want to stop the other party's signal to Lou Jingou: "Let's go, let's go."
"Thank you."
Lou Jingou hurriedly handed over his hands and went out to Yun Nian Palace with a smile.
Kuimu Lang picked up Lou Jin Dog like a puppy, put it beside him and said, "Thank you, senior!"
"Perhaps the method that senior is looking for can be gained through the owner of the invitation."
"Farewell."
call out.
The figure riding on the clouds left the barrier space in front of him.
It was like the space was folding and changing and disappeared in an instant.