Chapter 131: Sword Sacrifice--Du Wei
Zhan Feng thought in his heart, but listened to the old man with a pause and continued to say, "As for the monsters, their situation... I don't know much about it, and I don't know much. I only know that the monsters are generally divided into two factions. The monsters on the land are one faction, controlled by the Heavenly Demon Mountain; the monsters in the ocean are another faction, which are controlled by the four palaces of the Demon Sea, and the two factions have little contact.
Zhan Feng nodded, and the intersection between land and water is indeed not big, unless the whole demon clan is in crisis.
Suddenly his heart moved and asked, "The spirit beast clan is not within the scope of the three major forces?"
He suddenly thought of the two cats. The cultivation of the two cats is not low. Compared with the old man with blue beard, it is only high or low! And according to the words of the two cats, it is not difficult to speculate that the spirit beast is still quite powerful in the Yuan Dynasty.
In this case, why is there no spirit beast clan in the three major forces?
The old man Lan Xu looked at him unexpectedly and seemed to feel strange. How could he know so much?
Then, he shook his head and said, "Spirit beasts are not in the three spheres of influence, not because they are not strong enough. On the contrary, the spirit beasts are very powerful! However, because of the reproductive ability of the spirit beast family, it is really poor. Therefore, there are not many spiritual beasts in the Yuanjing... In this way, their overall strength is very reluctant. Moreover, spirit beasts can be subdued, so they are not included in the scope of the three forces.
Zhan Feng suddenly realized that it was so!
"Now you know what level Lanhaimen belongs to in Yuanjing, right?" The old man with a blue beard sighed and asked.
Zhan Feng nodded, and the old man with blue beard did not know much about the situation in the whole Yuan Dynasty. Although it is related to his low status in Lanhaimen, it is not difficult to speculate that Lanhaimen's status in Yuanjing is not high.
It can even be said that the status of Lanhaimen in the Yuanjing is very low!
Because the information he told Zhan Feng is completely worthless. As long as the warriors who have been in Yuanjing for a period of time, they will know it. It is public information, public, and not secret.
Of course, it can't be ruled out that the old man with blue beard has something to hide.
Then, the old man Lanxu told Zhan Feng about some other situations in the Yuanjing, such as forbidden land... Of course, these are also public information.
Although it is public information, for other warriors who have not been exposed to Yuanjing at all, what the old man Lanxu just said undoubtedly opened a new door for them!
In the past, although they knew that there was such a door open to them. But the image of the gate is very blurred. After the old man with blue beard said this, the gate suddenly became much clearer.
It made them intoxicated and amazed.
Seeing that all the martial artists looked like they were taught, the old man Lan Xu couldn't help showing a proud smile on his face, and his vanity was a little satisfied.
The two disciples of the old man with blue beard scoffed at the reaction of the crowd.
The country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. He casually said a little about the road news that everyone knows, and he was so excited. It's really not promising...
After a while, the old man with blue beard looked straight and said coldly, "Bring the treasure, don't play any scheming with me, otherwise..."
Zhan Feng smiled faintly and did not pay attention to the threat of the old man with blue beard. He said, "Don't worry, what I said will never go against my promise, and I will not ask for suffering. However, if you want to kill me, you have to tell me your name before I die, right? Can't you let me die inexplicably?"
Looking at Zhan Feng's light look, the old man with blue beard always felt that something was wrong, as if something bad was going to happen.
But what's wrong? He can't speak.
However, he has his own cultivation and is not afraid of Zhan Feng playing tricks. If Zhan Feng dares, he doesn't mind giving Zhan Feng a little bitter taste.
"You heard it clearly, my surname is Bi, and my name is Zhongshui. You should feel honored to die under me, because I am a strong man in the ancient realm!" The old man Lan Xu stared at Zhan Feng coldly and said proudly.
The ancient realm...!
Zhan Feng's heart suddenly twitched. No wonder I can't see through his cultivation. I don't know which level of the ancient realm is equivalent to the realm of cultivation?
Yuan infancy or out-of-body period?
"The last question, what price do warriors in Yuanjing need to pay to enter the martial arts? Or do you want to come down? Zhan Feng put away his thoughts, raised a finger, and asked seriously.
The old man with blue beard was shocked, and the vigilance in his eyes increased greatly. His cold eyes stared at Zhan Feng like a poisonous snake.
All the questions asked by Zhan Feng before are not as important as this one.
Why did he ask this? He is not a warrior of Yuanjing. How did he know that he would pay the price to come down from Yuanjing? The old man with blue beard was stunned and stared at Zhan Feng's eyes, trying to see something from it.
But he regretted that he saw nothing in Zhan Feng's eyes... No, he saw himself.
"There is no comment!" The old man with blue beard spit out a few words coldly.
Zhan Feng smiled and didn't care, which was already what he expected. Then, he curled his lips and said, "Since you don't want to say it, I won't ask. You have solved a lot of doubts for me today, and I'm not a person who doesn't know how to be grateful. In addition to giving you the tripod, I will also send you a weapon as a reward for solving my puzzles.
Hearing Zhan Feng say this, the old man Lan Xu frowned slightly and looked at Zhan Feng more suspiciously.
He really can't figure out Zhan Feng's mind. He doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in Zhan Feng's gourd? Fortunately, he knows very well that Zhan Feng is full of tricks and must not be careless.
Otherwise, he must be the one who suffers losses, so he is secretly vigilant.
Looking at Zhan Feng again, he looked very calm and calm, but he was very excited.
Because, just a moment ago, Jie told him to escape from the Thunder Canyon! Jie didn't say the reason, and he didn't ask much. He believed that Jie would not joke with him at this time.
After all, if you lie to him, it will be good for both of them. Jie is an old monster, and this importance is still known.
"Since I have successfully found a way out, and there is no bond around me, it's time to figure out how to collect some interest back." Zhan Feng thought coldly in his heart.
Kill the old man with blue beard? No, he is not that capable now.
However, even if you can't kill the old man, you have to leave him a lesson and collect some interest back! Thinking about it, Zhan Feng sacrificed the autumn water flying sword, and the flying sword slowly flew to the old man with blue beard.
The old man with blue beard was confused by Zhan Feng's sudden move and shouted, "Stop! Otherwise, I won't be polite to you."
He is really a little afraid of Zhan Feng's tricks.
Zhan Feng rolled his eyes and knew that he was suspicious, so he had to resist and fixed Qiu Shuifei's sword in the air. He asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Don't you dare to take it? Are you afraid that I will do tampers on it? The sarcastic meaning in the tone is very obvious.
The old man with blue beard looks very ugly. Zhan Feng's exciting move is not smart, but it is very effective.
He wanted this flying sword very much, but he learned the previous lesson that he became more careful. He was sure that Zhan Feng must have done something on the flying sword, otherwise, he would never have been so kind.
"Better the tripod first, don't play tricks for me, or... I will definitely want you to live worse than death!"
The old man with blue beard gritted his teeth and said, although he couldn't wait to execute Zhan Feng immediately to vent his anger. However, Ding must get it first. As for the flying sword... Although he wants it very much, he doesn't have to get it.
And Ding... is what he must get, which is the stepping stone for him to please Master Bai and climb up.
Old fox! Zhan Feng's heart is secretly unhappy. It's true that he is smart, but others are not stupid.
Are you leaving like this? Zhan Feng was very dissatisfied. Although it seemed that he had always dominated this fight, he knew very well that it was because he had understood the mind of the old man Blue Beard.
If you change to a slightly more decisive person, the ending will be different.
So he was flat in his heart: he couldn't bear to give up the child and couldn't trap the wolf! He didn't want to abandon Aoki Wangding, but it seems that the current situation must be abandoned.
Fortunately, there are still a lot of refining materials in his ring, and it is not difficult to refine another one.
"Okay, no problem!" After Zhan Feng figured it out, he replied cheerfully. After saying that, he withdrew the flying sword, sacrificed the king Ding of Qingmu, and threw it to the old man with blue beard.
The old man Lanxu is really worthy of his suspicious personality. Seeing that Zhan Feng's promise was so cheerful, he doubted again.
However, this time, he did not drink Zhan Feng any more, but spread the Ganyuan on the palm of his hand and catch the Qingmu Wangding, just in case.
However, after he took the tripod and carefully checked, he found that Zhan Feng did not do anything on the tripod at all, which made a false alarm.
When he looked up at Zhan Feng, he found that Zhan Feng was looking at him jokingly.
My heart was secretly angry: "Let your boy go crazy for a while. After searching for your baby, I won't let you live worse than death, and I won't be surnamed Bi!"
He held back his anger, took a deep breath and said, "Bir that sword."
His eyes flashed and stared at Zhan Feng's every move. If Zhan Feng dares to mess up, he will inevitably usher in his hard blow!
Zhan Feng looked indifferent, sacrificed a flying sword, and slowly shot at the blue-bearded old man.
Seeing that Zhan Feng did nothing unusual, the old man's nervous heart relaxed a little and said that he was really too nervous. No matter how tricky he was, he was just a martial artist.
Although I thought so, my vigilance was not relaxed at all.
He quietly took the Qiushui Flying Sword and checked it carefully. After the inspection, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.
Then, the joy turned into a ferocious smile, and his sinister eyes flashed, just trying to intimidate Zhan Feng. However, when he saw Zhan Feng's face, his heart was shocked!
I was still fooled.
I only heard Zhan Feng spit out a few words coldly: "Sword sacrifice - Chen Wei!" Then, the body flew backwards out.