Kong Hu left, turned into a blood cloud and fled into the sky, taking a decisive step towards the endless ocean. With Ah-Dai accompanying him, this long period of formation would not have left anyone talking, Endless
The ocean is full of loneliness.
About one hundred thousand miles northwest of the Three Saints Sect, there is a small border island called Qingyun Island. Qingyun Island is not big, covering an area of only more than 300 acres. Compared with other human race gathering places, it is not even a pocket island.
Excuse me, there were originally some expatriate disciples of the Three Saints Sect stationed on the island. However, since a tragic beast tide a hundred years ago, this Qingyun Island has been abandoned. To this day, except for some hereditary farmers and secular people in the deep mountains and wild ridges, this Qingyun Island has been abandoned.
Except for ordinary people who can barely survive, they are almost completely extinct.
Next to Qingyun Island is a swamp land. Three large rivers converge here, forming a swamp land that stretches for 30,000 miles. Washed by the water all year round, although there is no spiritual vein here, there is enough water vapor to pour down.
It is also a land of greenery, algae, rivers and fish. It is no exaggeration to say it is a land of plenty.
But just recently, this originally desolate land suddenly became lively. More than thirty cultivators gathered here using the escape light. These cultivators were both male and female, and their cultivation levels were also different. They seemed to be different from each other.
I was not familiar with it. After arriving here, I randomly found a place to hide my breath and sat down, as if I was waiting for something.
More than thirty people hid around the water and did not communicate with each other. They even hid their auras and true faces for fear that others would discover something. However, except for four or five foundation-building cultivators, most of those who were able to come here had already
Having reached the level of the ancestors of Jindan, three of them have even reached the realm of Nascent Soul and will not easily cause trouble.
Among these thirty or so people, on the edge of Qingyun Island, on the hillside of the stone mountain next to the water, a middle-aged man in a purple robe sat quietly cross-legged, with a vague aura around him, and his whole body was illuminated by an unusually rich green light.
Wrapped, looking from a distance, it looks like a huge spiritual cocoon, which looks particularly eye-catching.
Behind the Taoist, a blood ape-like demon sat cross-legged quietly. The aura of the Nascent Soul demon was unreservedly revealed, as if he was protecting the Taoist. Such a master-servant behavior, among those around him,
The cultivators looked a little incredible, but no one said anything.
The Taoist is naturally Kong Laosan who has been waiting here for two years, and the Yuanying demon behind him is the puppet Yuan Zun. In the past two years, the Taoist has been immersed in meditation practice, and his body has reached the golden level.
There seems to be a faint tendency for Dan's ultimate spiritual power to loosen, but no matter how hard Taoist tries, there has been no progress at all in the past two years. It seems that there is still a lack of opportunity to further improve the strength.
There was no wind in the cool night, and under the moonlight, the spiritual cocoon around the Taoist's body seemed to be covered with a layer of silver light, giving people a mysterious feeling. While some cultivators were idle and looking around,
At a certain moment, he seemed to have discovered something, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked in the direction of Kong Laosan.
The originally egg-like spirit cocoon seemed to have undergone a strange change at this moment, and it cracked rapidly, like a bird breaking out of its shell, with several gaps opening in the middle. At a certain moment, when the spirit cocoon was cracking,
A black light suddenly burst out of the spiritual cocoon.
I don't know what's strange about this black light. As soon as it appeared, it was like a gluttonous beast. It swallowed up all the spiritual energy around the Taoist in an instant. At the same time, the black light floated and turned into a dense mist, which condensed three feet above the Taoist's head.
A huge black screen stretches for more than thirty feet, like a dark cloud, giving people a strong oppressive atmosphere.
"Haha, my two years of training are not in vain. Although I have not broken through the realm, I have broken the seal on the "Eight Dragons Purifying Evil Flag". As a result, when I set foot on the land of the demon clan, I will have a few more achievements.
Divide your means!"
The Taoist murmured in his mouth, with a hint of undisguised joy in his voice. In front of him, a palm-sized face, as black as ink, eight dragon souls were looming, and small flags stirring strong evil spirits were quietly suspended in the Taoist road.
In front of the person, all the original weird restrictions on it have been erased, and it is completely controlled by the Taoist.
After playing with it for a moment, the Taoist chuckled, and with a casual move, the black air that filled the void seemed to be attracted, and all of it converged towards the small flag in front of him. However, within three breaths, the surroundings had returned to clear.
Kong Laosan originally obtained the Eight Heavenly Dragon Pure Evil Banners from the third level of the "Battle Prison" of the Nine-story Pagoda of Wisdom. However, since he obtained it, the power of the ban on it could not be broken, so it has been kept in the storage bag.
In the past two years, this strange weapon has released its first magical power.
After putting away the small flag, the Taoist noticed the more than thirty looks from all around. He chuckled and didn't care. He looked at the sky and continued to cross his legs with his eyes closed. However, he did not use any skills. He seemed to just
Close your eyes and meditate.
"Haha, my fellow Taoist has extraordinary cultivation. Not only do he have many magical weapons, but he also has a puppet that is comparable to the realm of Nascent Soul. I wonder if I have the face to get to know my fellow Taoist?"
At this moment, an old man's voice came quietly to his ears, his voice was gentle, and he was vaguely treated as a peer.
Hearing this, the Taoist who had closed his eyes reopened his eyes and looked towards a rock on the right, only to see an old Taoist in yellow robe looking in the same direction and nodded towards Kong Laosan.
"It's a shame for me, my senior. My senior has cultivated to the heavens to enter the realm of Nascent Soul. It's a bit inappropriate to call him this. If you don't mind it, my place is quite spacious and I've prepared some sake. How about having a drink?"
As Kong Laosan spoke, he flipped his palm, and a jar of old wine suddenly appeared in front of him. As the Taoist touched the jar, the aroma was still overflowing even in this barren mountain.
"Haha, it turns out that we are from the same Taoist group. If so, the old Taoist will not be polite!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the other party's figure tremble slightly, suddenly became blurry, and reappeared, already approaching.
The Taoist in front of me looks a little old, in his seventies, with sunken cheeks and gray eyebrows. He is holding a yellow wooden crutch in his hand and has a rather unkempt appearance. Although he has reached the realm of Nascent Soul, he still has a breath all over his body.
It is gentle and peaceful, giving people an external charm.
"The wine is so fragrant, the old man will be in a good mood this time."
The old Taoist said, without being polite, he sat directly on the floor, hugged the wine jar and drank heavily. Seeing this, Kong Laosan flipped it over casually, took out another jar of old wine, and drank the same.
The two of them just drank, and no one spoke for a while. After half a stick of incense and a jar of old wine, the old man burped and said with a laugh, "I haven't had such a good time in a long time. Drink
If you buy a jar of wine from a fellow Taoist, you will be treated as if the old Taoist owes you a favor. In the future, if you ask for anything, you will be able to do anything you want!"
Hearing this, Kong Laosan actually smiled. The old Taoist in front of him seemed careless, but in fact he was extremely shrewd. However, such a means of communication was very admirable. "Haha, a jar of wine can exchange for a favor from the senior."
, Senior, I’m afraid you have friends all over the place, right?”
"Hey, if you want to make friends with an old Taoist, ordinary people really don't have the qualifications. Fellow Taoists, don't call me a senior. Although strength is respected in the world of immortality, you have this puppet in your hand, which is enough to be my equal. Intersect. My surname is Mo, with the word "Qin" alone. If fellow Taoists don't mind it, just call him "Old Taoist Mo"."
The Taoist waved his hand and said casually. At the same time, his eyes swept over Kong Laosan, and finally landed on Yuan Zun behind him without any trace. Two strange colors flashed in his eyes, as if he was exploring something with secret methods.
"Since Fellow Daoist Mo said this, I would rather be respectful than obey. My real name is Kong, and I am the third eldest child in my family. My real name is Kong Laosan. So Fellow Daoist Mo will just call me my little friend."
Kong Laosan spoke softly, without being too entangled in the title. As his voice fell, he looked towards the distant sky, and after a moment he shook his head in disappointment.
"Haha, why do you have to sigh, little friend Kong? The Qingmeng caravan will definitely arrive tomorrow or within ten years. Then we will go to Zhongzhou. I can stay in Ding for two years. If I wait a little longer, it should be It won’t be difficult!”
Mo Laodao turned his attention to Kong Laosan and said with a smile.
"I'm just thinking of some people and things. If Fellow Daoist Mo knows about this Qingmeng caravan, you can tell me about it. When I first learned that I could wait for this caravan here, Kong Mou directly When I come here, I don’t know much about this caravan itself!”