This guy has never come back since he entered Tianyuan Holy Land.
Some people say that Zhen Beifeng has worshiped Tianyuan Holy Land, others say that Zhen Beifeng is dead, and even more exaggeratedly say that Zhen Beifeng also found a rich woman in Tianyuan Holy Land, and imitated Ding Xiaoyi and became a soft rice king.
Ding Xiaoyi learned through Wangcai's clone that Zhen Beifeng had made great achievements in Tianyuan Holy Land over the years, and then the Zhen family's network formed a special smuggling channel.
Specially use the gorgeous luxury goods in the alliance as gifts to make friends.
Later, Zhen Beifeng was still in Tianyuan Holy Land and helped complete several major events, which caused this guy's status to rise.
Now that he actually appeared here, I couldn't help but be surprised.
Beside Zhen Beifeng, there were some people accompanying him. They all seemed to have great status and were not ordinary people.
"It is indeed a rare ancient holy place. Unfortunately, it has long since disappeared. Only a little charm is left here, which has already made extraordinary changes in this place." Someone sighed.
"Everything has its time. Even gods have their own destiny. When the destiny comes, gods are destined to perish. It's no pity. If the old gods didn't die, how could we be here now?"
The man who spoke had black hair like a waterfall, eyes like torches, a dragon and a tiger, and a majestic appearance.
Zhen Beifeng laughed at the side and said: "The Little Holy Master is right. It is said that there will be a mysterious blind box left by the ancient gods today. No one has solved it yet. I am worried..."
"worry about what?"
The man known as the Little Holy Master suddenly frowned, with a look of displeasure on his brows.
"I'm worried that these enchantment masters who have been preparing for many years are destined to be dimmed in front of the little Holy Master today."
"Hahahaha, Mr. Zhen, you really know how to joke." The little Holy Lord grinned, then his eyes flashed, and the smile on his face subsided: "I didn't want to be in the limelight, but this time I have to do my part. After all,
The matter is related to marriage, and it is related to Tianyuan Holy Land, so this matter is of course no one else’s to do but me.”
Immediately everyone praised him.
Their conversation was not concealed from the people around them, and everyone around them could hear it clearly.
They all showed dissatisfaction for a moment.
Sensing the malicious looks around him, the Little Holy Master raised his brows slightly, glanced around with contempt and said: "Why, who is dissatisfied!"
The voice of contempt was like a mighty power, causing everyone's expressions to change drastically. Some weak enchanters were swept away by this look and fell to the ground unconscious.
Even those masters who claimed to be top-notch in strength fell to their knees under the eyes of the Little Holy Lord, their faces turned pale, and big beads of sweat rolled down their bodies. For a moment, they looked like they had been fished out of the water.
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"God!"
Everyone screamed, such terrifying divine power, just a look, made everyone fall to the ground involuntarily, who could do it except the gods.
This is the ancient city of Os, and the one who can have such power here must be a god.
Facing everyone's fearful and awed gazes, the little Holy Lord was finally satisfied and calmed down, and continued to move forward with everyone.
"Little Holy Master, I seem to have seen people from our Zhen family just now, please allow me to go and have a look."
At this time Zhen Beifeng suddenly spoke.
"Oh, haha, the business of Zhen's hometown is really all-pervasive. Go ahead, but you have to go back quickly. After all, you are always away, so we will lose a lot of fun." The little Holy Lord said with a grin.
As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter.
Zhen Beifeng quickly nodded his thanks, turned around and walked towards the other end.
His figure escaped into the crowd. After he was completely gone, he looked around and looked suspicious. At this moment, Zhen Beifeng suddenly felt something, and his figure immediately escaped into a narrow alley.
"I knew you would definitely come to this matter."
He escaped into the alley and spoke into the air in front of him.
As his words fell, Ding Xiaoyi's figure gradually appeared in the air behind him.
"Can you not come? If you don't come, someone will steal my job. How can I eat soft rice with peace of mind?"
"But you shouldn't have come!" Zhen Beifeng turned around and said to him.
"You killed Jia Baosan. This time Tianyuan Holy Land knew that the princess the Yi people wanted to marry was your wife, and even personally sent the Little Holy Master here just to kill you!"
"Haha, just rely on him! A person who has just entered the god level? I think he is an experience baby."
Ding Xiaoyi disagreed. Although he had not reached the god level, he could not be killed by anyone who wanted to.
Moreover, his Yuniang, Jiayu, Jasmine and others have been around for a long time, and they can easily tell that this little holy master has just broken through to the god level, and has not yet fully digested the powerful power of the god level.
If a guy like this wanted to kill him, it's no wonder Ding Xiaoyi didn't take him seriously.
"You are too crazy. Although the Little Holy Master's breakthrough time is short, he is called the Little Holy Master for a reason. Ding Xiaoyi, you are not the only genius. Others have already broken through to the divine level. How about you!"
Zhen Beifeng looked at him seriously.
Unexpectedly, Ding Xiaoyi said fearlessly: "I have soft rice!"
"He has a divine weapon given by the Twelve Gods in his hand, and it will be easy to kill you."
"I have soft rice!"
"This time the attitude of the elders of the Yi ethnic group is clear. They have already thought of ways to restrain your wife. Don't have any illusions."
“The soft rice tastes so good that it’s worth a thousand dollars.”
Well, Zhen Beifeng was so angry that he could only say helplessly: "Can we not talk about soft rice?"
"Okay!" Ding Xiaoyi nodded, put his hands flat on his shoulders, and said solemnly: "Cicadas are everywhere."
Zhen Beifeng was startled and stared at Ding Xiaoyi. What he was waiting for was this sentence: "Are you saying that the mysterious master will come to help you?"
This was what he really wanted to ask.
Ever since he accepted the arrangement of that mysterious master, logically speaking, he and Ding Xiaoyi are on the same level.
But after all, he had never really seen that gentleman, and he wanted to have a glimpse of his elegance.
After all, although he thrived in Tianyuan Holy Land and saw the power of Tianyuan Holy Land, he was actually deeply aware of the undercurrents in Tianyuan Holy Land.
The Holy Lord and the Twelve Elder Gods were trying to contain each other, and they were like fire and water.
In recent years, it has gone too far, and even introduced a minor holy master with this title. Even though it is not a formal title, the provocative attitude is obvious.
Unluckily, I accidentally sided with the Holy Lord, but I wanted to come here with the Little Holy Lord and others.
What does it mean?
Zhen Beifeng's heart was pounding, and he was frightened along the way. The Little Holy Master and others regarded him as a clown and could kill him like an ant at any time.
So when he saw Ding Xiaoyi, he couldn't wait to get in touch with Ding Xiaoyi.
Facing Zhen Beifeng's longing eyes, Ding Xiaoyi just smiled back: "Cicada is everywhere and knows everything."
Zhen Beifeng was stunned for a moment. After thinking carefully for a moment, his heart suddenly cheered up and he nodded repeatedly: "I understand."
As he said this, he also imitated him, reciting slogans devoutly, and then hurriedly turned around and left.
But he immediately started thinking about how to get rid of this little Holy Lord.
No wonder he was so unhappy with this arrogant and domineering little holy master. At least others didn't know that Yu Niang was his wife.
This guy knew Yu Niang's identity, but he still came to pry her off. What do you mean? Are you forcing yourself to be a cuckold? If you don't kill him, you would be sorry for yourself.
After thinking about it, he walked out of the alley and met up with Kai Keqi and others.
Kai Keqi didn't ask where Ding Xiaoyi went or what he did. He didn't care or care about these things.
What he cares about is what kind of reward he can get here.
"Let's go. You weren't here just now. You didn't see those carriages. Black ancient blind boxes were brought in one after another. The scene was really spectacular."
Kai Keqi said excitedly.
An ancient blind box cost him half of his proud fortune.
It is conceivable that putting together so many ancient blind boxes is a huge fortune.
"what is that??"
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi saw a group of people in front of him, forming a circle.
He and Kai Keqi walked over and took a look and found that it was a stall.
There are various antique books placed on the stall, no, more precisely, they are notes wrapped in paper.
In addition to notes, there are also many strange bottles and jars.
"Don't miss it if you pass by. These are the notes of the master of enchantment. They are all written by famous masters. These are antiques from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. Did the Shang and Zhou dynasties know that? That was a more splendid civilized world than today. Time can
Going back thousands of years."
The sound of vendors hawking suddenly made Ding Xiaoyi feel inexplicably familiar. He took a closer look and said, "Hey, it's actually the Taoist Wuju who kills wealth?"
It's been more than ten years since we last met, and this guy doesn't look older at all. It's just that he has learned how to disguise himself now.
Her dark skin, golden curly hair, and exaggerated style make people unable to complain.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi pointed to the bronze furnace in front of him and asked, "What is this furnace used for?"
"It's very useful. Did you know that this is Taishang Laojun? He was once the most powerful god among the ancient gods. Among his followers were three Taoist priests with boundless magic power and vast supernatural powers.
On a stormy night, the three Taoist priests suddenly discovered that Taishang Laojun had descended to earth and dropped holy water to wish them to become gods.
But there were no containers around the three of them at that time, so they simply used a copper stove as a vessel to catch the holy water. If you don’t believe it, do you smell the fragrance in it?”
Taoist Wuju uttered lotus flowers and told stories at random. Everyone who listened was stunned. Those who didn't know thought he was a storyteller.
When they saw the stove being handed over, they couldn't help but go up and take a whiff.
"Hiss!! Why are you a bit naughty?" one person said with a frown.
"Yeah, yeah, it's a bit naughty!"
"Hey, holy water, it smells like this after it oxidizes over time." Taoist Wu Jie said disapprovingly.
Just as he was talking enthusiastically, Taoist Wuji glanced out of the corner of his eye and inadvertently saw Ding Xiaoyi standing by with his hands on his chest and looking at him with a smile.
Suddenly his eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Hey, why are you here??"