Immediately, he motioned to several people and flew towards the nine light wheels in the sky.
Above the sky, there are six light wheels and galaxies, representing the Six Paths Ancient Temple.
After more than ten breaths, everyone entered one of the light wheel galaxies.
In an instant, the familiar divine aura of the six Taoist sutras filled the majestic world.
Passing through the galaxy crystal wall, you will see Daoxuanyuan in front of you.
As one of the six main temples of the Liudao Ancient Temple, Daoxuanyuan has been precipitated through eight disaster periods, and the soil contains the ancient energy of the eight disaster eras.
The patrolling disciples were either standing deep in the clouds or mist, or sitting cross-legged on the mountain peaks.
As soon as Lin Jie and the other three appeared, one patrolling disciple came over to check their identity.
"Senior Brother Li."
The patrolling disciples saluted Li Konghen politely.
Li Konghen cupped his fists and returned the greeting, and then glanced at the three of them coldly: "They come from the Everlasting Hatred Branch of the Lower Realm. From today on, they become the disciples of my master."
"Everlasting Sorrow Branch?"
"I heard that a lot of talented young people have come from that branch recently."
"I didn't expect that the Dao Yun of the Everlasting Sorrow Branch would be so prosperous that so many talented disciples would appear one after another."
Everyone was talking curiously.
Li Konghen suddenly raised his sleeves again, the void rolled up, and the group of them disappeared through the air.
In the next breath, the space solidified, and one by one appeared in the depths of the depressed Cangshan Mountain.
This place seems to be an abandoned place. There are no vast palaces or temples. Even the energy of heaven and earth is weaker than that of the outside world.
Li Konghen's eyes were narrow and narrow: "This place is the Valley of Miscellaneous Workers. Whether you are a prodigy from the lower world or an ordinary disciple, you have to come here to practice hard for a thousand years when you enter the main academy."
Lin Jie swept away, gritted his teeth, and said secretly: "This guy is deliberately making things difficult for me."
"Brother, Li Konghen must be trying to get some benefits from us."
On one side, Killing Heart said in a deep voice.
"Tsk, tsk."
A disciple who was following Li Konghen looked a little proud and frowned: "How many years have you been staying in this Valley of Miscellaneous Services, and you still can't rely on Senior Brother Li's words?
You don’t understand this?”
After saying that, he immediately stretched out a hand and spread his palm towards the three people.
Another person came out: "Don't say you have no money. If you really don't have money, tsk tsk, you can only stay here for a thousand years. Maybe, maybe, a thousand years is not enough. If you make Senior Brother Li happy, maybe a hundred years will be enough."
Leave the handyman valley."
Lin Jie couldn't hold back his displeasure.
He has seen too many people in front of him and has long been numb.
Immediately, he released the Najie, took out various disaster artifacts and star veins, and handed them to everyone.
Finally, he gave Li Konghen an ancient treasure called Disaster.
"The three of you will stay here for a hundred years. I will pick you up and go to the dojo."
Li Konghen turned over his hand to put away the ancient treasure, and left with narrowed eyes.
"A hundred years passed by in a snap of the fingers."
The bright moon's eyes narrowed slightly, as calm as still water.
The three of them flew out of the void again, looking for a place to stay.
Along the way, many handyman disciples can be seen. Some of them clean magic weapons, some sort out old ancient scrolls, and some plant sacred herbs.
At this moment, a thatched cottage below caught the attention of three people.
While breathing, the three of them came to the hut.
This place is like a place in the countryside. There are orchards, vegetable fields, and several acres of small lakes nearby, surrounded by thousand-year-old ginkgo trees.
In front of the thatched hut, an old man in commoner clothes was killing fish.
He was hunched over and his hair was silvery white.
The man didn't even turn around, but he said with a smile: "It's rare for a guest to come here, please take a seat."
"senior."
The three of them actually bowed.
Why?
Because when the three of them were high in the sky, they actually sensed that the old man's cultivation level was not at the Divine Transformation Realm. His aura was void, but his cultivation level was at least at the Yuanshi Realm.
Especially the more important point is that in the nothingness of this thatched house, there is a strong aura of Tao Yun.
With all this being said, the old man in front of him must be a super strong man.
The three of them sat down, and Mingyue went to fetch water again, then boiled the water, picked fresh tea leaves, and made tea for several people.
“What a fragrant tea.”
The old man no longer bowed his body. After killing the fish, the moment he turned around, he revealed an ordinary face that couldn't be more ordinary.
His white brows, sallow wrinkles with spots, and gloomy eyes all made him look like a strong man.
"senior."
Mingyue poured a cup of tea for the old man and bowed her finger.
After the old man sat down, he looked at the three of them, and then said: "You are from the Everlasting Sorrow Branch. It is rare for a seedling with extraordinary talents like yours to appear in a four-disaster ancient era."
The three people's eyes froze.
With admiration in his eyes, Lin Jie cupped his fists and said, "Senior, with your level of cultivation, why are these Dao Yun also in the Miscellaneous Service Valley?"
The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Identity is just a burden and a cumbersomeness. Well, I haven't met juniors like you for a long time, so I will have a chat with you."
"yes."
Three people and one gift.
Mingyue asked again: "What do you call me, senior?"
"You call me an old man. Even for an old guy like me, my reputation is a burden."
The old man smiled calmly.
The three of them nodded and sipped tea again.
The ancient head swept the three of them and looked at Sha Xin: "Your skills and bloodline are incomplete. You should be a powerful reincarnation. You are probably destined to come to our Six Paths Academy.
If you can reach a high enough altitude, you can get a skill from the academy to supplement your Tao skills."
"..." Killing Heart was stunned.
The ancient head looked at Mingyue again: "You girl, you have abundant blood. From the time you came to the thatched cottage, the breath of all things came to you, and my thatched cottage became full of vitality. It was not easy, and then your original godhead first took shape.
, practice more, don’t rush to break through the realm, the realm of divine transformation is a watershed, if you don’t lay a good foundation, you will regret it like an old man. "
"Thank you, senior."
Mingyue stood up quickly and bowed.
"As for you, forget it."
Unexpectedly, when the old man stared at Lin Jie for three full breaths, he finally shook his head.
Lin Jie was immediately dumbfounded, and stood up and said: "Senior, just say what you are saying. You can't whet your appetite like this."
The old man shook his head again: "It's not that I don't say it, but that I can't see through you. From the moment you appear, the aura of heaven and earth in the entire Zaoyu Valley silently flows towards you. The old man can only look at it reluctantly. You are
You are a lucky person, ranked second in the bloodline list. In this world of the Eight Disasters of Mi Dao Tianhe, your luck person bloodline is already considered a first-class bloodline."
"My little master, it must be the power of the life body that blinds this old guy's senses. Hehe, this is the magic of life."
Secretly, Xiao Tu said cheerfully, raising his head and looking arrogant.
At this time, the old man murmured to himself and sighed: "The old man is already a dead man."
"dead?
Why?"
The three of them couldn't believe it.
The ancient head looked deeply at the three people: "Dead people are not necessarily dead people. Old and decayed people can no longer absorb energy to practice. As a result, the huge body of the past cannot absorb enough high-level energy, and then the bloodline ages and the old and decayed
Just like this, waiting to die slowly."
"this……"
The three of them didn't seem to understand.
"Tsk, tsk, ancient head!!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a fierce roar sounded like thunder.