Dongfang Zimo slowly walked to a grand master's chair, stretched out his hand across the dusty armchair, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.
In the brand-new hall, a petite girl came in from the door with a smile on her arm, holding a middle-aged man in a blue robe.
Outside, there was an indifferent young man following the two of them blankly, as if he were a servant.
The man in blue robe ignored Dongfang Zimo and sat on the master's chair, while the petite girl stood aside with a naughty look.
"Zimo, you will follow my daughter from now on and take good care of her." The man in blue robe said in a tone that left no room for doubt.
"Since it is a senior's order, I naturally dare not disobey it." The young man lowered his head and said respectfully.
The petite girl stared at the young man curiously, covering her mouth and laughing.
"Yaoyu, senior..." Dongfang Zimo stretched out his hand to grab it, and the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared in a blur, and the entire hall returned to its dark and old look.
Dongfang Zimo smiled bitterly on the spot, everything just happened was just his fantasy.
However, Dongfang Zimo felt very suspicious about the situation here. After exploring all the nearby rooms, Dongfang Zimo came to the yard full of small holes.
"Sure enough, there are signs of fighting. What exactly happened here." Dongfang Zimo frowned and stared at the fist-sized holes on the ground, muttering to himself.
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Over a deserted place, three figures quickly passed through the air.
A young man wearing brocade clothes and a jade belt was stepping on a flying sword. His expression was extremely panicked, and he looked back from time to time.
Several fireballs flew towards him, and the man in splendid clothes and jade belt darkened his face. He used his skills to control the flying sword and struggled to avoid the fireball bombardment.
Behind him, two men in strange clothes had fierce looks on their faces, and they kept throwing talismans to attack the men in brocade clothes in front of them.
The three of them just crossed one mountain after another. The man in brocade had to expend his own mana every time he dodged an attack, and was finally shot down while dodging.
When the two monks saw this, they fell down with a stern smile, and controlled a long sword to attack the man in brocade.
The flying sword came fiercely and was bound to kill it directly. The man in brocade clothes was shocked. He slapped his storage bag and a gleaming talisman flew away, turning into a phantom bronze bell to protect him.
There was a muffled buzzing sound, cracks appeared in the bronze bell, and it was destroyed in less than a moment.
The man in brocade had also jumped to a height of several dozen feet at this time.
After the long sword broke the bronze bell, it returned to the hands of a monk.
"I'll see what you can do when you're about to die." A monk let out a sinister laugh, then pinched it with two fingers and threw out a blue talisman, which turned into three thick icicles.
The man in brocade clothes looked ashen when he saw this scene. He had already used all the magic weapons and talismans on his body in order to escape, but now he was already at the end of his rope.
Seeing three icicles shooting out like a god of death, the man in robes could only wave his sword tenaciously.
At this moment, a sharp sword energy flew from above, directly cutting the three icicles into countless ice cubes.
"who!"
This scene startled the two monks on the side. They looked in the air angrily, and finally focused their eyes on a figure.
I saw the man wearing a red robe, holding a sword in one hand, floating in the air, looking down below with a cold expression.
"What does this fellow Taoist mean? If you are passing by, I advise you to leave here as soon as possible." A monk with a large mole on his face shouted with a heavy expression.
"What if I say no?" the man in the air replied calmly.
"Hmph! Looking for death!" The monk with the big mole on his face felt humiliated. His face became angry, and he took out his sword and stabbed the man.
Seeing this, the young man in red robe just calmly raised his hand and waved, a sword energy rolled towards the flying sword, and easily cut the flying sword into pieces.
"What!" The monk with the big mole on his face screamed. After carefully observing the vague aura on the man's body, he immediately guessed what it was.
The companion next to him also noticed this. The two of them looked at each other and tried to escape with their swords in the next second.
"Who allowed you to leave!" The young man in red robe shouted coldly, and the blue sword flew out from his hand, splitting into two flying swords, blocking the way of the two of them.
"Senior, spare your life! Don't kill me!"
The two of them looked at the sword so close in front of them. They no longer had any doubts in their hearts, and they begged for mercy in horror.
However, the young man in red robe ignored these two people and flew up to the man in brocade robe.
"Brother Dongfang, no...Senior Dongfang." The man in brocade clothes was shocked and shouted in a twisted tone.
"Brother Yun is joking. Although you and I haven't seen each other for decades, no matter what the reason, we still treat each other as equals." Dongfang Zimo looked at Yun Xiao in front of him, who had already entered middle age from youth, and felt a sigh of relief in his heart.
extremely.
This man in brocade clothes is a descendant of the Qingshan Yun family, and he also had a friendship with Dongfang Zimo in the past.
When the two monks heard these conversations, their hearts trembled, and they suddenly felt something bad.
"By the way, Brother Yun, what's going on with these two people?" Dongfang Zimo's eyes suddenly fell on these two monks.
"Hmph! These two people are the enemies of our Qingshan Yun Sect. Brother Dongfang, don't let them go." Yun Xiao glared at the two people angrily and said hatefully.
Hearing this, Dongfang Zimo's eyes immediately revealed a stern look.
The two monks' hearts trembled, and they could no longer hold back and used the flying swords at their feet to escape.
With a thought from Dongfang Zimo, the two flying swords floating in the air suddenly shot out with great aura, at extremely fast speeds.
After a while, two screams were heard in the distance and echoed through the sky. Then two rays of light flashed, and the two flying swords merged into one and were put into the scabbard by Dongfang Zimo.
"Brother Dongfang Zimo has not seen you for decades, but your cultivation has progressed so fast! Could it be that you are already a foundation-building monk?!" Yun Xiao was frightened by Dongfang Zimo's strength. People who could not even deal with him easily faced him.
's eradicated.
"Almost, but I see that Brother Yun has made a lot of progress in his cultivation over the years." Dongfang Zimo glanced at him and learned that the opponent was already at the eleventh level of Qi training.
"My cultivation is not worth mentioning in front of Brother Dongfang. However, Brother Dongfang's appearance is still the same as before. On the contrary, I have almost turned gray on my temples." Yun Xiao shook his head with a wry smile, somewhat
Vicissitudes of life said.
"Brother Yun, if you are worried about this matter, don't worry. I have some beauty elixirs here, why don't you take them from me, brother Yun." Dongfang Zimo turned his hand into his palm, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.
"No, with my qualifications, even if I take this elixir, it will turn into a pile of dust within a few years." Yun Xiao had already seen through his future in his heart, and gave a helpless smile.