Chapter 289, Su Nu'an, Zhang Jingxue

What's more, Zhu Peng, who is well aware of the future changes, understands that there are infinite benefits hidden in the ancient spiritual realm, but there are also countless dangerous opportunities from ancient times. The higher the ancient spiritual realm, the more so. In his memory, those ancient monks and holy places, in the process of just touching the ancient spiritual realm, not only I didn't benefit much, but suffered a lot of hardships and losses. I think this time is no exception.

"Let me deal with the ancient spiritual realm of the barbarian monk temple in Daxue Mountain, but those ancient holy places can't relax. Elder, call back Su Shi. Once the situation changes, let Su Shi join hands with my father to attack our elites, which may not make a lot of money." Listening to Zhu Peng's suggestion, Su Xin frowned slightly: "This kind of robbery and cutting path is not conducive to the prestige of our clan. What's more, I'm turning against the holy land of practice now. I'm worried that with the current strength of our clan, I can't stand their thunderous anger."

"If the end of the hand is clean enough and no one knows, it will naturally not damage the prestige of our clan. Even if it is criticized by those holy places of practice in the future, as long as they don't really fight, it is a matter of arguing with each other. As long as the benefits are enough, it is worth it. And the doomsday purge is coming. Will those ancient holy places that know more about the horror of the doomsday easily fall with us? In a soft voice, Zhu Peng slowly turned around and left. He knew that it was enough to say this. No matter how much, it was not enough. The elder of the Su family, who had been in charge of the whole blood clan for more than a hundred years, must have a deep understanding of the balance between gains and losses and advantages and disadvantages.

Half a month later, the sky in the northeast snowy cave is clear and there is no snow. This is a rare wind and sunshine in this spiritual place, and it is just the right time to travel.

Outside the mountain gate of Su Nv'an, there is a rare gathering of monks.

Among them, two middle-aged Taoist nuns are the most eye-catching. Although their cold faces and clothes are not gorgeous, they stand so casually, but there is a large area around them. Other nun nuns hide far away and secretly look at them with awe.

They are the rare nine layers of gas refining in the Su Nv nun except for the owner of the nunnery. Although they were able to break through under the increasingly overflowing aura of heaven and earth after the fairy ceremony, they are also rare smart monks in the whole snowy mountain.

The surname of the two Taoist nuns is Hong with a cold and serious face, and the surname of Chen is plump and plump and full of red faces. They are all

The leader of the "Snow Wolf Peak" spiritual realm this time.

The remaining dozens of young nuns are the disciples of the refining period who participated in this spiritual realm event on behalf of Su Nu'an, and Zhang Xueqing is also among them.

After waiting for a moment and seeing that no one arrived, the female crown surnamed Hong coughed gently and said, "Let's go!"

With a trembling of the sleeve robe, a snow-white water vaporous bead, "swhispered" shot out of the cuffs, flew into the air and suddenly dispersed, turning into clouds all over the sky and shrouded a group of low-level disciples, and then the clouds condensed into clouds, holding everyone to break through the air in the distance and rushing at a low air.

"Is this the spiritual weapon?" Zhang Xueqing stepped on the solid clouds under her feet, blushed and thought a little excitedly.

Just under the cover of clouds and fog, the whole person immediately lost all five senses. When he came to his senses, he was already on the clouds. He only saw the scenery on both sides retreating rapidly. Although the clouds under his feet could only travel at low altitude, and even because of the climbing height, it was not a flying word, he could carry a group of monks to move at high speed. To this extent. The treasure, in this newly revived practice world, has already been called the previous treasure.

In shock, a group of monks in the refining period naturally divided into two groups and whispered to each other.

The female practitioners of Su Nu'an are all core disciples in ice silkworm robes and inner disciples in white, while the other group is composed of outer disciples and ordinary disciples in blue clothes. There is a clear difference between the two, as if they are not from the same sect.

Although Zhang Jingxue is not used to this kind of deliberately prominent status, she still does not hesitate to mention the sword in her hand. Standing in the group of core disciples, no one is interested in doing anything that is not pleasing on both sides.

Su Nv'an was originally not a strong sect in the whole snowy cave. She just lived alone on the ninth level of refining gas at the end of the law. Fortunately, at the fairy ceremony in 2012, the owner who had been penanced to abide by the rules of the nunnery for many years was actually in the world. The more and more monks came out and got a weak response from the ancestors of the upper world.

Even if it is only the weakest response, and there is no response of any celestial change, it is also a great thing. Just because of this response proves one thing, Su Nu'an can be regarded as one of the orthodox practices in the world. At least one immortal god has appeared among the ancestors of the ancestors.

This small and weak response greatly supplemented, revised and even strengthened Su Nu'an's original incomplete practice method, making Su Nu'an famous. Not only a large number of Sanxiu crying and shouting to join, but also the former hegemonic sect of Daxue Mountain and the Barbarian Temple also sent a The invitation to enter the domain means that the status of Su Nu'an is really improving in the second-class spiritual land, Daxue Mountain.

This discovery and idea made all the disciples of Su Nu'an rejoice, including Zhang Qingxue.

Ten hours later, the cloud-shaped spiritual weapon fell in a hidden mountain forest.

Walking down from the clouds, the monks of Su Nv'an found that nearly a hundred monks in two groups outside the valley were waiting. It was the barbarian monk temple as the host and the invited monks, and the high-level scattered people came first.

"Are you Taoist friends of Su Nv'an? The little monk Renjian is a bosom friend of the barbarian temple. Everyone's seats are ready to stop. Please follow me.

A monk with a kind face and thin clothes, but a faint golden light in his skin approached. After giving a salute, he led the monks of the Su Nv'an to a futon shop. This is the door to open the ancient spirit realm, so it can't be built. It's a little simple. No wonder, distinguished guests.

After saluteing again, the monk of the barbarian monk temple left. His comity and courtesy won the favor of the junior nun of Su Nu'an. Wow, don't they all say that the monks of the barbarian temple are arrogant and rude? At first sight today, it doesn't seem to be like that. At least the little monk just now is very polite. Zhang Xueqing is next to a delicate and lovely nun, smiling and talking like that, like a curious baby.

"What do you know? The reason why the monks of the barbarian temple are polite is that the strength of our sect has improved."