Dragon Prince Yuan

When the day of the prayer hall cultivation was over, Zhou Yuan was separated from his companion Zhou Tai, who stood between the clouds of the mountains and revealed the colour of silence.

Though Shen Taiyuan promised to participate in the chief struggle, he also understood that there was a lot of difficulty between them. If he did not use the power of the Tian Yuan pen, now his real fighting power, I'm afraid, was at best comparable to White Glass, Qin Hai and others.

And in that chief contest, the disciples who are able to participate, even if they don't have real Tianyuan soldiers in their hands, I'm afraid quasi Tianyuan soldiers will find a way to prepare.

In that way, it would also diminish his genius pen's strength considerably.

Of course, the most important thing... whether it is Brother Zhou Tai or Zhang Yan in this vein, their strength has really reached the eight heavens, which is far from the Yang Xuan kind of half hanger eight heavens comparison.

So if the Zhou Yuan wants to stand out in that chief fight at the end of the year, he has to hurry for the last two months to get the most out of himself.

“Go and return a heavenly work to Xuan Lao first.” Zhou Yuan sank for a moment, temporarily pressed his mind down, and then the shadow rose into the sky and swept away in the direction of Holy Source Peak near the main peak.

Half a column after incense.

His figure fell in front of the ancient palace at the foot of the mountain, in front of the palace, in the blue stone square, a corky old figure, still holding a bamboo broom, slowly sweeping the dead yellow leaves on the ground.

And when he heard the wind, he raised his head trembling. His cloudy eyes looked at the circumference, and he seemed to laugh. “Little guy, you seem to be quite trustworthy. ”

“I thought you were going to deny it. After all, an old man with half a foot in a coffin is really no deterrent. ”

Zhou Yuan sniffed the words, it was to leave your mouth behind. Just pretend that you are in the Qingxuan sect. If you ask me, I'm afraid I can't even refuse Qingyang's instruction.

“Well, promise you a heavenly deed.” Zhou Yuan had a jade card in his hand, he grinded for a moment, his face appeared extremely painful, this jade card could represent a heavenly kung fu, whenever he wanted to, he could exchange a heavenly art.

But there's no way, that's the price he gets for the "Tai Yi Green Wood Mark” from here.

Although he also did not know whether the Xuan Elder would have abolished his half of the "Tai Yi pattern” if he did not give it to Tian Gong, it was clear that Zhou Yuan did not want to take risks with this.

Xuanlao stretched out his dry palm and caught Zhou Yuan's thrown jade card. He glanced at it casually, and it was in his income sleeve. Then he glanced at the side of him with a flesh ache. He kept mumbling about some kind of circumference, and his cloudy eyes swept past a smile.

Zhou Yuan gave the jade medal, so he didn't want to stay here any longer. "Now that you've given us Tian Gong, we don't owe each other anything. Goodbye. ”

He turned around and was going to get out of here.

“You seem eager to enter this sealed main peak? Are you interested in this?” And just when he wanted to leave, Xuan Lao's old smile was coming.

Zhou Yuan's footsteps, the divine colour did not move: “Saint Yuan Peak is the place where Ancestor Xuan once practiced, and Ancestor Xuan was also the strongest man in the sky at the time, I'm afraid no one will not be interested in the place where he practiced? ”

Xuan Lao slowly sat on the stone steps and placed the broom beside him. “You want to participate in the year-end chief fight? Only the chief disciple of St. Yuan Peak is eligible to enter the sealed main peak. ”

Zhou Yuan nodded and did not deny that the message was now out.

Xuan Lao knocked on his knee and slowly said: “Although Holy Source Peak has fallen to only three pulses, with your strength now, it may be difficult to compete for the chief disciple. ”

Zhou Yuan said impatiently: “Then don't worry about it. ”

Xuan continued: “Heard you got a first job on this heavenly mission? So there's another heavenly work in your hand? ”

Zhou Yuan said, suddenly cautious, covering his waist and staring at Xuan Lao with caution, “Don't think about my last Heavenly Gong idea. ”

He now knows how rare the task of heaven is, and even if it happens, he has to rob so many people, and even if he does, it doesn't mean heaven will do it.

If you encounter a very difficult heavenly task, you may end up saving a “futile” life for nothing.

So for the remaining Tian Gong in the hand today, Zhou Yuan is also very precious, dare not use it easily.

Xuan Lao looked at Zhou Yuan like that, but he couldn't help but cry. He shook his head. “That thing is also very tight on you disciples. It doesn't work in my eyes. ”

“My husband was only going to give you a little pointer because he looked at you, so you wouldn't give me any fun. ”

Zhou Yuan just let go of his hand, half a letter stared at the old man sweeping the floor in front of him.

“What are you pointing at me for? ”

Xuan Lao faintly said: “That day the kung fu is just a scrap jade, so you better turn it into something useful for you, such as redeeming a heavenly technique to enhance your strength. ”

“And my husband here, he can let you exchange. ”

Zhou Yuan Yi: “Can you exchange Tianyuan here too? ”

He looked at the fox and hesitated. “I think it's still a bit reliable for Zonguchi's Hidden Scripture Building...”

The old man in front of him, can't really touch the bottom. Zhou Yuan really doesn't dare to play with him with the only Tian Gong.

Xuan Lao said that he was having a good time. I didn't think he was going to give the boy a chance in front of me. He still looked hesitant.

If you know what he has here, you can't say that he is an ordinary disciple. Even the elders of Zongney are very covetous!

“If you don't want to, go.” Xuan Lao waved, "he said.

Zhou Yuan thought about it. In the end, he didn't just leave. Instead, he bit his teeth and walked up and took out the last jade medal representing Heavenly Gong.

“Okay, just trust you once!” He bit his teeth, "he said.

“Let me see what you got. ”

Xuan slowly took over the jade medal representing Tian Gong, then glanced at the tense circumference, which put his palm in his sleeve and pulled it out.

Finally, he pulled out a jade Jane, who emitted light in his hand, as if a small wall of light had been formed, on which some fonts appeared.

“Little Holy Spirit?” Zhou Yuan looked at the fonts and shrugged, because somehow he felt that the name was familiar.

“What does this little Holy Spirituality have to do with the 'Tai Xuan Holy Spirituality' that only our Principal Disciple is entitled to practice at Holy Source Peak?” But soon he remembered.

When he first entered Shen Taiyuan Gate, he heard the latter say that there was a sacred origin technique in the Xuanzhen Sect, except that the sacred origin technique was later divided into seven parts, which were kept by the seven peaks.

And one of the seven techniques they did at St. Yuan Peak was the "Tai Xuan Holy Spirit" technique, which was ranked high in quality.

Grannie Xuan snorted, but looked at Zhou Yuan in surprise. Apparently, she didn't expect the latter to be so sensitive. She laughed immediately. “You are a know-it-all, this little Holy Spirit technique does have something to do with that too Xuan Holy Spirit technique..."

“Because of this technique, the old man simplified the ‘Tai Xuan Holy Spiritual Art'. Although the grade has been reduced, it is only a medium quality Tianyuan technique, but it is also easier to practice. ”

“And if you do this little Holy Spirit technique, and you get" Tai Xuan Holy Spirit technique "in the future, practice it, and it will be twice as powerful. ”

Zhou Yuan gazed, then the next moment, his eyes instantly rolled hot, staring at Jade Jane in front of him, the saliva couldn't bear to come out.

How could he have guessed that this Xuan Lao's Tianyuan technique was a simplified version of their strongest “Tai Xuan Holy Spiritual Technique” at St. Yuan Peak!

“Senior, you are too good...” Zhou Yuan swallowed a sip of water, said.

Xuan Lao looked at him like that, his mouth raised a strange smile, then his palms lifted, only to see him in his sleeve, a jade flew out constantly, full of six.

The six-dozen jade jeans were suspended in front of each other and glowed.

“I have other options here. Do you want to keep looking? ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes looked, then gradually stagnated, his breathing became extremely heavy, his eyes red.

“Little Xuan Holy Body! ”

“Little Sky Sky! ”

“Little Ray Prison! ”

“ …… ”

Six ways of Jade Jane, all start with small letters, and those names, also give Zhou Yuan a familiar feeling.

So his voice became trembling at this time, shivering: “These… are all simplified versions of the Seven Sky Techniques?! ”

Xuan nodded with a smile.

Then Zhou Yuan felt a little warm between his nose, and his nose bled out unbearably.

At this moment, he even had the urge to rob these jade janes and run away.