Zhong Songtang just felt that he could not understand the conversation between Deputy City Lord Jiang and his old friend Wu Zhu.

Although shocking and confusing, it seemed that there was always a layer of mist between him, because he had never seen the person described, the powerful monk who became immortal after crossing the Han River for 800 miles.

It was more like he was listening to a story.

Marvel at the terror of this man.

The eyes made of Wu Zhuwo Peak crystals nodded gently.

It's like reminiscing about this journey.

Finally talked about the encounter that year.

A small boat drifting in barrier space.

A bronze lamp.

A corpse.

He and Lu Jing took off the iron ring and storage ring.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that it was an incomplete Taoist soldier, and Zhong Songtang had also seen that Taoist soldier before. It was Zhong Songtang who personally sent the Taoist soldier to the soldier raising pool and raised it for six years.

It was precisely these six years that allowed him to wait until an old Tianji puppet without Zifu appeared in the auction house.

"It's that thing!"

Zhong Songtang couldn't help but exclaimed.

As Wu Zhu described it, he also remembered that incident.

An indescribable coldness arose in my heart.

Even he had never suspected this kind of dormancy and concealment.

Even though it was because of the Taoist soldiers sent by his old friend, he was still used to scanning them with his spiritual consciousness, but there was nothing unusual about them.

It turned out that there was a monk of the same level at that time, no, his cultivation level was even more unfathomable, like an old monster, peeping from the side.

Even if he is the Great True Lord, he still feels horrified at this moment.

If any ill will arises in that person's heart, they will definitely fall into a big trap.

"Small boats, copper lamps, and broken corpses that turn into mist and powder at the touch of a touch." Venerable Guanghe nodded slightly.

He finally found out the person's whereabouts.

Thinking of the methods this guy used in prison, I'm afraid it was the same back then.

It is not unusual for Tao soldiers to have interior scenes.

It is not difficult to create space Tao soldiers, but many space Tao soldiers cannot create interior scenes similar to small caves.

Therefore, most of the so-called space soldiers can subdue and trap monks, just like a variation of storage bags, but they cannot allow other living creatures to survive in them.

Venerable Guanghe stood up and said, "Don't tell anyone what happened today."

…

"His Holiness only said not to spread the news, but did not say that the investigation could not continue."

Hearing what his old friend said, Zhong Songtang's eyes flashed with shock.

glance sideways,

Then he saw Wu Zhu's serious and gloomy look.

"Brother wants to seek revenge on him?"

Wu Zhu shook his head and said: "There is no way to gain or misfortune, you can only bring it upon yourself. I have been a prisoner in the net for a long time, and one day I will come to Tianji City to seek a way to escape, but it will be much earlier, and I am not much different from that person."

I have a relationship with him, so I should thank him when I come, otherwise the governor will not let it go."

"In that case..."

"I want to get back Lu Jing's Yin Shen!"

"He helped me, and I'm grateful to him. But he shouldn't have taken away Lu Jing's Yinshen."

…

Venerable Guanghe personally went to the Soldier Raising Pond to find the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Ask him about raising soldiers, Chi Tao soldiers.

After all, this person is also one of the candidates to contact Taoist soldiers.

The Nascent Soul monk told what happened after taking over the Taoist army.

Suddenly one day, something strange happened in the Taoist pool. A mysterious monk appeared and left in a hurry.

"is it him?"

"It's very similar!"

…

In the Tianji Mansion Office, the old man was carefully observing the rubbings of the spirit boat and the copper lamp on the table.

Listening to the narration of Venerable Guanghe on the seat next to him, he nodded and said, "That's right, these two treasures themselves are not visible in our Eastern Wilderness, but they are the signatures of another large sect."

"Big sect?"

"Is it more powerful than our Great Weapon Sect?"

The old man muttered: "Although we are a large sect, the sect master is powerful, and our ancestor is an immortal Taoist king, but we are still inferior to the other party. This is also because of the limitations of our Eastern Wilderness. After all, the continent of Middle-earth is

The most powerful party in the five days."

Venerable Guanghe did not refute.

This is a done deal.

Except for the mysterious space of the barrier and those hidden holy places like Yuanyang Domain, the five days of the universe can be considered to include everything in the world, and each of the five days is different.

However, once it is mentioned, people in the world will always prefer Middle-earth, and we often even hear some people suggesting that Middle-earth should be peeled off for five days and the remaining four lands should be called together.

"He Zong?"

"Taiyi Shengxian Sect."

"What do you mean, is this person possibly from Central Continent?"

"It depends on the file records."

"Didn't you already order people to look for records of frost, fire and pus?"

"Still waiting."

…

Some people can't wait any longer.

Huang Hu had never felt at ease again since he suffered a blow from the black-red robe demon king.

The scars on his back reminded him all the time.

The wound was fresh at first, but it took a few days for it to rot.

That is to say, he uses magic power to resist, otherwise his body may turn into a puddle of pus.

"Use poison."

Huanghu gnashed his teeth and cursed angrily: "How despicable!"

After taking the elixir, he dragged his heavy body to the branch headquarters.

This poison claw is not an ordinary poison, it contains a kind of thunder power. No matter how much mana you invest, you will be swallowed by the thunder, and even turn into part of the sinister power.

He must find a safe place.

After this battle, he finally saw how powerful that person was.

I will never accept the task of dealing with a 'Daozi' level monk again.

He also wanted to advise the hall master not to provoke the other party unless necessary.

The purpose of their existence is not to make enemies.

Inside the hall.

After waiting for a long time, Huanghu finally saw a figure approaching. The monk was surprised and said: "Yin thunder, mixed with unknown magic."

…

The east is whitening, and it's almost dawn.

The mist drifted thinly on the boat and turned into catkins surrounding it, heading into the distance.

The tall monk standing on the deck leaned on the railing.

Stare into the distance.

Looking back, I saw that the behemoth smashed through the morning fog, revealing its solemn and huge body, and these fortresses were sailing in the sky.
To be continued...