Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Plus the two of them, only nine. What about the last one? ”

Li Yaoming asked in a fierce manner.

Ling Lan flew two red Xia on his face. Obviously, he was not usually good at sneaking horses. At this time, he had not begun to kiss his ass. He embarrassed himself: “Three Holy Four Murderers, Master Bitter Cicada, and when he was a dynasty son, the nine most powerful babies today, probably reached the Yuan Baby High Order and even the peak boundary, and the rest of the Yuan Baby Brothers, and there was a certain gap between them. ”

“To say, the younger generation thinks that the seniors are enough to be side by side with the nine of them and call them the ten greatest masters in the world! ”

“Really?”

Li Yao laughed a little coldly and suddenly revealed his viciousness. He said harshly, “Are you lying? Do you want to be deceived? ”

Li Yao spit flew across, Ling Lan seemed to have been crushed by a hurricane. His mouth was almost full of silver teeth, and he was hard on his scalp: “Never dare the younger generations to say that because they wanted to please their predecessors! ”

“The Dark Moon venerable is the first master of witchcraft, and the Yuan Baby Junior Class will not talk about him. ”

“Han Yuantai, the master of Xuanpeng, is a long-standing master on the Yunyun prairie, Yuan Baby Middle Class cultivation, last year the ghost Qin Wolf riding trampled on Zhongyuan, he played a pioneering role. During the seasonal months, he broke through the mountain gates of several northern sects, killing one Yuan Baby, nine Jindans, and the murderous name spread throughout the northern and southern parts of Dajiang! ”

“Together, such a murderer and the Dark Moon venerable are not enemies of our predecessors. In an instant, we will die and injure each other. It can be seen that the cultivation of our predecessors has reached the point of creating a peak! ”

“Before going down the mountain, Master told the younger generations about the general division of power in the realm of cultivation. ”

“It seems that the" Three Holy Four Felons "just mentioned, together with being the Chao Tianzi and the Master of Bitter Cicada, are all ranked as" superior masters ", while the Yuan Baby Middle Class such as Han Yuantai is" superior masters ". There is a huge gap between this superior masters and superior masters. Without the rare opportunities and opportunities of a thousand generations, it is not itself a curious pattern of roots and innate wisdom, it is almost impossible to cross! ”

“Seniors can easily crack down on a ‘top ten', and want to enter the ranks of ‘top ten', absolutely qualified to compete for the title of 'top ten'! ”

“Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha! ”

Li Yao laughed arrogantly, and his black eyes sparkled with two bright green ghost flames. He looked at Ling Lanyin for half a day and nodded, “Okay, good, great! ”

“The human yin, yang and yang mistakes, there... got a heavenly creation that no one could have imagined, it was also decades of closed door painstaking repair, endured countless stripping strips, stripping bones, and escaped from the peril of fire into demon countless times, finally practiced this form of magic, naturally cannot be buried in the land of Witchnam smoke for nothing! ”

“Top 10? ”

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. ”

“Little doll, there is no need to hide the aspirations of the people from anyone. This is a messy little matter for the Bai people of Witchnam. People are not interested in handling it at all. Anyway, your father and fire are not taboo, and the clan chiefs, priests and wizards of Witchnam all love to do what they want, so do what they want! ”

“Instead, people are going to swim around the clouds, and they'll be all over the world for a while, including those ‘superior masters’ in your mouth, the Three Holy Four Murders, and so on! ”

“Let's start with your Purple Sword Sect. What do you think? ”

Ling Lan suddenly became an extinct master of wildlife in this barbaric region because of his telekinetic mind. It was like a rural villager in a remote part of the poor country suddenly surrendered his wealth. Overnight, he wanted to show off in the flower world. It was human nature.

Anyway, this old monster now needs the resources and refinery of the Purple Sword Sect. There is a lot of room for trading between the two sides. I guess he won't fight as soon as he gets to the Purple Sword Sect?

Moreover, he acquiesced in the appointment of Fire as the new Witchnam Toast, without interfering with his father's actions in Witchnam. Obviously, he preferred the hidden side to the dry side.

In that case, it's a good idea!

In recent months, this is the most dangerous and dangerous time of the Purple Sword Sect. If such a fierce old monster could sit in town, no one else would know that he was just here to borrow a local refiner. He thought he was the help of the Purple Sword Sect to bring in boxing. In case of any friction, he had to worry about a few more points.

Thinking of this, Ling Lan said deeply: “It is a privilege for the vultures to come, welcome and welcome! ”

After Li Yao and Ling Lan roughly agreed on the terms, Ling Lan informed Ling Shou-Jing of the news.

Though it did not get tens of thousands of witchcraft army immediately, it can be said that such an old monster of mid- and high-ranking Yuan infancy to go to the Purple Sword Sect as a guest, this is a better end than the recruitment of 100,000 army, and there is no dissatisfaction in honoring nature.

Fire no taboo, Mendo, Gusteau and other wizard savages heard that Li Yao was going out on a "cloud trip”, but he could not say whether he should be happy or sad. On the surface, all of them were like bereavement approval. He could barely hold Li Yao's thighs, crying and not letting him leave.

Li Yao only feared that some of these witchcraft monks had an old relationship with people on the vulture. When he could see what was going on, he struck them all out in three words.

Including Ling Shou-Jing, fire no taboo, Mengdu, Gusteau and many heads, lords and wizards of the Hundreds of Witches of Witches, also sent a large amount of local resources of Witches of Witches South. What snake worm ants, voodoo gas, and thick arm worms came up in a basket of running water. Best wishes, Li Yiu frowned.

That night, Li Yao released Han Yuantai and hundreds of knights from the Phantom Ghost Qin.

There are also a number of witchcraft monks on the blameless side of the fire. If they stay here, there will be clashes with the people and horses of the fire without taboos, so let them take them all away.

Release back to release, the souvenir still needs to stay a little.

When Li Yao first arrived, it was not possible to use the federal currency here. It was poor and white. He was relying on the help of a large financial owner like Han Yuantai.

Anyway, this time south, Han Yuantai was already carrying a lot of gold and silver treasures and crystal stone resources. The original new owners of these things were the Black Moon honored and the various lords, heads, wizards, now naturally the name “Lee” will be changed.

The people on Qin's side of the cloud ghost were dealt with, and Ling Shoujing brought in the recruitment of the army to officially support the fire as a new generation of witch and southern toast.

Anyway, Li Yao has released his words and will not interfere in these worldly affairs. He sees the fire as not taboo nor as a foolish generation. Instead, he pretends to be a little silly and feels like a hidden needle. He wants to send his soldiers out to fight. Go ahead and tear them apart slowly!

Ling Shouxiang's army still needs to be stationed in the southern part of the country, to promote Tianwei, and to preserve the local cleanliness.

Ling Lan was sent by the purple sword sect to support Ling Shouxiang. He was not subject to king's orders and came and went freely.

Li Yao was led by Ling Lan, the sword of the two men, free from terrain interference, and all the way to Zhongyuan.

With Li Yao and Ling Lan Yin now fixing, together with the intense spiritual energy of the ancient holy world, even if it provokes the sword to fly out thousands of miles, even in seven or eight days, a dozen days, it is not impossible to fly directly back to the Purple Jianzong Mountain Gate.

However, Li Yao had the heart to look into the cultural landscape of the ancient holy world. When he flew upstream to the Witch River at the border between Witch South and Zhongyuan, he put away his sword, dressed up slightly, disguised himself as a low-order bulk repair, and bought another "wave boat" powered by spiritual energy, so that Ling Lan could be his maid, along the river, straight down.

Ling Lan was so anxious in his heart that he was afraid to leave these days. The Master Gate had already clashed with other cultivation sects. He could not help but plunge his ribs into the flying sword now and fly back to the Purple Sword Sect in an instant.

However, she knew that the old monster in front of her was uncertain and uncertain. Although there was a hint of cooperation with the Purple Sword Sect at this moment, if he was upset, he could turn his face at any time.

Ling Lan, one of the youngest Jindan women sword cultivation in the church cultivation realm, was renowned by countless people as the brightest of the new generation of the purple sword sect. In the past, when Wang was happy, he was also accidentally judged by the people in the realm of cultivation why one of the “four fairies”, Pyloric fairy. At this time, he could only cover up his face, endure to swallow his breath, and serve Li Yao with all his heart, until he enjoyed the water in the mountains.

Although the Witch River is not the longest of several great rivers that cross the main river, it is definitely the most tortuous, dangerous and turbulent one.

Especially upstream of the Witch River, deep forest valley, great river turbulence, high cliffs on both sides of the bank, many dragon snake tiger leopards, one leaf canoe floating between the shocking waves, listening to the sun from both sides, the foggy cliffs deep, the roar of all sorts of demonic beasts swallowed up, there really is a sense of passing between the nine ghost springs and the red dust secular, heartbreaking.

Li Yao Rao admires the magnificent river mountains that have not yet been highly developed by the ancient holy world. Every pier will stop to observe the villages and towns along the river.

He found that Han Yuantai was absolutely right. In the place of the Great Dry Dynasty, it was indeed deeply controlled by cultivated sects and became an independent kingdom with feudal cuts.

Almost every slightly larger town has a cultivated sectarian presence, and cultivated sects tend to dominate the best “inner city”, build grand, scaly buildings and even fortifications, and have a variety of colors, colorful defensive battles open all day long, and the sun is refracted by the defensive battles, showing these cultivated sectarian gold brilliance more and more.

These vistas, in stark contrast to the shattered “outer cities” inhabited by ordinary people, are almost two worlds.

Li Yao even saw that some places, two or three hundred meters in the sky, are lush floating mountains, pavilion pavilion, waterfall surrounding, rainbow longitudinal, flying bird clouds, a beautiful cave heavenly bliss.

However, just a few hundred metres from the ground, the dwellings of ordinary people are “bunkers” where holes are pulled out of the ground and baffled with sheaths, fences and mud.