Zhuang Ming looked at the stretching mountains quietly.
The Supreme Elder of Ziyan Temple stood up slowly and said, "The wolf demon you are talking about is in the southeastern mountains of Jiuyin Mountain?"
Zhuang Ming nodded and said: "Exactly, it is the sixth level of Zhenxuan. It is comparable to the peak of Zhenxuan, the highest level of our Dao sect, but there is always the possibility of a breakthrough."
The Supreme Elder of Ziyan Temple said coldly: "This sect's technique is superior to all inheritances in the world, let alone demons and demons? They are both the ultimate true mysteries. I have been here for two hundred years. Even if they set foot on the ultimate true mysteries, I will kill them."
It doesn't take much effort to kill it."
Zhuang Ming looked as usual and saluted: "Purple Smoke Temple is the ancestral palace of the Taoist sect. The skills of fellow Taoists are naturally unpredictable."
The Supreme Elder of Ziyanguan took a step forward, stepped into the air, and looked in the direction of Jiuyin Mountain.
"I'm going to kill the wolf demon now. You take my mount and go to the fox demon clan to get those ten thousand bottles of spiritual spring."
"good."
Zhuang Ming nodded slightly.
The Supreme Elder of Ziyan Temple did not say anything more and ignored Zhuang Ming.
Although Zhuang Ming restrained his aura, he looked quite profound.
But in the face of the wolf demon, there was nothing he could do, so he used a spiritual spring to invite the supreme Zhenxuan to take action.
This shows that this person's cultivation level is not high, at least below the level of Six Seals Zhenxuan.
In the eyes of ordinary cultivators in the world, the first level of Zhenxuan is considered the most powerful person in the world, but in the eyes of someone like him, who is the ultimate Zhenxuan, it is not enough.
Immediately when he saw the supreme elder of Ziyan Temple, he turned into a ray of light and headed forward.
He was not worried about Zhuang Ming killing the white eagle and escaping.
Because this white eagle has a Zhenxuan level of protective treasure.
This is the foundation of Ziyan Temple.
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In Jiuyin Mountain.
In the valley of the fox demon clan.
Preparations are still being made for the relocation.
Although Zhuang Ming found a way out for the fox demon clan, which could avoid the danger of annihilation and the pain of relocation, the old fox was not really stupid and could not hand over the entire clan's lifeline to Zhuang Ming.
So the relocation is basically ready.
If that young man cannot complete this matter and return tonight tonight, then the Fox Clan will destroy the spiritual spring, take the Nine Yin Stones, and embark on the difficult and dangerous road of relocating the entire clan.
After all, the world is always full of accidents. If Zhuang Ming left with the spiritual spring and did not go to Ziyan Temple...or if something happened to Ziyan Temple, this request for asylum would be an act of driving away tigers and devouring wolves.
If it can't be done smoothly, then for the Fox Clan, continuing to wait here is like sitting back and waiting to die.
"Mr. Taixu is back."
When Zhuang Ming rode the white eagle and returned to the valley.
A fox jumped for joy.
This is a white fox, quite large in size, not smaller than a human body.
It is said that it was the big white fox and the little white fox that dragged Zhuang Ming back from the collapsed mountain.
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It is related to the survival of the fox demon clan.
Thousands of foxes in the valley all focused their attention on Zhuang Ming.
Even though Bai Diao had cultivated the golden elixir of the Great Dao, he couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in his heart when faced with such a scene.
Imagine it flew to the valley, only to find that there were thousands of monsters here, and all their eyes were focused on it. It was so dark and deep that it was hair-raising.
Moreover, among these monsters, there are many who have cultivated the golden elixir of the Great Dao, and there are even those who have cultivated the realm of Zhenxuan.
"Fellow Taoist has finally returned."
An old fox came in a hurry, and suddenly the fairy mist filled the air. It walked through the fairy mist and turned into an old man, with a childish face and white hair, and a fairy spirit. He was even more ethereal than the Supreme Elder of Ziyan Temple.
meaning.
His eyes fell on Zhuang Ming and then swept over the white eagle.
Zhuang Ming jumped down from the white eagle, nodded towards the old fox, then turned around and saluted the white eagle, saying, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."
The white eagle divine horse was incomparable. Even though it was just a monster condensed with the golden elixir of the Great Dao, it was not too happy to receive the gift from the great monk Zhenxuan, but it was not too arrogant either. He returned the gift and said calmly: "It doesn't matter."
The Great Elder of the Fox Clan, as an old fox, naturally has a keen sense of smell. When he saw Zhuang Ming's attitude, his heart immediately became clear and he immediately saluted the white eagle.
Bai Diao returned the salute and remained calm and composed in the face of the Demon King's salute from the Zhenxuan level.
"This fellow Taoist Bai Diao comes from Ziyan Temple."
"It turns out to be a fellow Taoist from Ziyan Temple."
The elder of the Fox Clan had a look of surprise on his face, which seemed to be respectful. He looked at Zhuang Ming with a strange look in his eyes.
Logically speaking, if Ziyan Temple sends people over, this matter should be successful.
But how come there is only a white eagle?
How can a mere golden elixir level cultivation be compared with the Wolf King who is at a high level of Zhenxuan?
He was thinking this in his mind, but the white eagle was right in front of him, but he didn't dare to show it.
Zhuang Ming naturally knew what the old fox was thinking, and immediately said: "Fellow Taoist Bai Diao, please rest in the clan for the time being. The Supreme Elder of Ziyan Temple has already gone to kill the Wolf King. He will come after he kills the Wolf King."
In the clan..."
The great elder of the Fox Clan quickly ordered: "Hurry up and prepare the banquet to receive the Supreme Elder of Ziyan Temple and fellow Taoist Bai Diao."
The white eagle raised its head slightly, spoke human words, and said: "No need, Ziyan Temple is the head of the Taoist sect, and there are endless grand events in the world. What banquet has I not had? How can the barbaric wilderness in the mountains compare to the grand events in the human world? Don't show your embarrassment.
That spiritual spring..."
The great elder of the Fox Clan responded hurriedly: "The spiritual spring is always there, so I'll invite fellow Taoist Bai Diao to come."
He is a demon king of the Zhenxuan level. Normally, if he were left in the wild, if a big demon were so rude to him, he would have slapped him to death with one claw.
But this Bai Diao was born in the Purple Smoke Temple, and the Fox Clan must rely on the Purple Smoke Temple to survive. He, the great elder of the Fox Clan and the Demon King of Zhenxuan level, cannot afford to offend him.
Just as the great elder of the Fox Clan was preparing to lead Bai Diao to the spiritual spring, Zhuang Ming coughed lightly and winked at the great elder of the Fox Clan.
The great elder of the Fox clan was still at a loss, unable to understand the implications at all.
Seeing this, Zhuang Ming couldn't help but sigh.
This is the limit of vision.
As an old fox, he is naturally the most cunning and clever among the countless monsters and aliens in the Yin Mountain.
But his mind is cunning and his ideas are clever, but his vision is limited to the mountains and fields, and he cannot be proficient in human affairs.
After all, this old fox has lived in the valley for a long time and is in charge of the power of the clan. He does not have many intrigues and does not understand the conventions of the world. On the contrary, he seems more innocent and innocent than the white eagle who was born in Ziyan Temple.
"This white eagle is just a mount, not the person in charge. Lingquan has nothing to do with it. But since it talks about Lingquan, it is obviously asking for personnel. Later, you secretly take more than ten bottles of Lingquan and give it to it as a gift.
Meeting gift."
Zhuang Ming's tone was slightly lowered and reached the ears of the great elder of the Fox Clan, saying: "Anyway, all spiritual springs must be given to Ziyan Guan. It will be the same if we make more than ten bottles for it. When the time comes, it will tell the Fox Clan something."
Good words, otherwise...it will stir up some trouble for you. The Supreme Elder was unhappy, so he put a little pressure on him. The situation of the Fox Clan will be worrying in the future. After all, from now on, the spiritual spring of the Fox Clan will belong to Ziyan Temple.
The ethnic group is also equivalent to surrendering to Ziyan Temple."
Hearing this, the great elder of the Fox Clan suddenly realized. He immediately stepped forward and said to Bai Diao: "Fellow Taoist, please follow me to see the spiritual spring... I think that the Taoist friend has been deeply taught by Ziyan Temple. The golden elixir of the Dao is stable and the distance is true."
The mysterious realm is not far away, so I took it upon myself to take some spiritual springs to congratulate my Taoist friends."
After hearing this, Bai Diao was satisfied, and his sharp eyes became a little gentler.
Many things cannot be stated explicitly, and it is not easy to ask for it directly, so it can only hint. I originally thought that the monsters in the mountains may not know its intentions, but now it seems that after all, it is a fox that has become a monster, and its mind is sensitive, and it can still hear the hidden meaning of its words.