Chapter 405 Three Finger Wood Chips
Hearing Jun Niansheng's voice, the silver-haired man sitting cross-legged on the strange stone opened his eyes. At that moment, Jun Niansheng only felt a starry sky and opened in front of him.
Through the man's dark eyes, Jun Niansheng saw the trajectory of countless stars running on Sunday, and even saw countless worlds, living and disappearing in the dark.
"You're back."
The middle-aged man blinked his eyes indifferently, and all the stars and worlds on his pupils immediately disappeared.
"The disciple kowtowed to the master."
Jun Niansheng kowtowed his head respectfully.
This person is the master of Jun Niansheng.
The strongest in the three realms of Tao, demon and evil, Yu Xuan!
Yu Xuan is thirty-seven today, but he has already had several peaks in the sky. It is only half a step away, and he can cross that layer of boundaries and enter a more mysterious realm.
"Come on."
Yu Xuan's voice was like flowing water, implying some kind of rhythm. His eyes looked at Jun Niansheng, without any expression or fluctuations, as if looking at a place of nothingness.
"Have you got the treasures of the ancient battlefield?"
Yu Xuan's voice, with some kind of insight, seems to have seen through all the mysteries.
Jun Niansheng lowered his head and looked embarrassed:
"No."
The sound is so small that almost only you can hear it yourself.
As soon as Jun Niansheng's voice fell, the whole Taisu Mountain shook. A loud voice said in an indisputable tone:
"Niansheng, you come into the hall!"
Jun Niansheng did not get up immediately, but took a look. In front of him, there was a master in the name of master and apprentice, and there was no master and apprentice.
Yu Xuan didn't seem to hear the sound uploaded from the top of the mountain, but said in a self-narrative voice:
"You call yourself a Taoist in front of your fellow brothers.
In the world, as long as you meet it, there is no treasure you can't get.
What? Now, is there anything you can't get from you?"
Jun Niansheng muttered, "Master, don't be sarcastic about me."
When Yu Xuan heard the words, he finally looked at him and shook his head:
"Your personality is too casual.
Your natural luck is not only your motivation to move forward, but also your resistance to martial arts.
With your character, if it is not designated by the head, I want you to worship me.
In addition to your bad nature, I won't agree to accept you as an apprentice at all.
If I really accept apprentices, I would rather accept the wind of the First Demon Sect.
However, there is a difference between sects, which can only be a delusion!"
Yu Xuan's body fluttered like a leaf, and then stood up, with a silver sword hanging around his waist:
"The leader stays on it, you go!"
Yu Xuan's silver hair floated up, and when he stepped out under his feet, it was like a white cloud, disappearing into the ancient wood.
"Alas!" Jun Niansheng sighed, if there is anything unsatisfied about today's proud son.
That's his master. He actually favors a magic disciple, but he doesn't want to see himself.
It is not the first time that Jun Niansheng has heard the name of Feng Taicang.
Sometimes, Jun Niansheng feels a little envious of the wind.
The first master of the Taisu School, his own master, actually wanted to take an unlucky person as an apprentice.
My own apprentice is really a failure!
Jun Niansheng still clearly remembered the last sentence when the master mentioned Feng Taicang: Unfortunately, he defected to the wrong sect!
If Feng Taicang knew that the first person in the sectarian world would be proud of him if he had such an evaluation.
After going down the mountain, Jun Niansheng and Feng Taicang walked together and cooperated with him many times.
It may not be true that he is free and easy-going.
Among them, there is also a reason for Master Yu Xuan.
After Yu Xuan left, Jun Niansheng walked all the way to Taisu Mountain.
"Brother! Brother Jun is back!"
On a huge black and white Taiji-shaped square, people come and go.
At the end of the square, a female disciple suddenly saw Jun Niansheng, immediately opened her eyes wide, fanned her big black and white eyes twice, and screamed excitedly.
"Brother is back? Where is it? Where is it?"
Taisuping, which was originally disordered, immediately boiled.
People surrounded one after another:
"Brother, it's really you",
"Brother, what's the opportunity this time?
Tell us about it."
"Brother, I still lack a short sword to take advantage of.
Do you have it? Can you give it to me?"
Everyone gathered around Jun Niansheng and said.
Taisu sent, "multi-treasure boy" Jun Niansheng is undoubtedly the most popular character.
Every time I come back, it's like a long-lost relative, coming from afar, a warm welcome scene.
"Ha ha, Sister Liu, I've not seen you for a few months, and you're beautiful again."
"Brother eight, you have reached your realm, and your internal strength is still close.
I have the elixir here. You can take it and swallow it.
"Yao'er, you little guy.
What about the top-quality elixirs I gave you last time? Did you eat it as sugar? Forget it. This time, I found a more interesting one for you.
"Third brother, last time you said you wanted a long engraving, and I found one for you.
I found in a cave that there seems to be a formula on it. You can take it and use it.
Jun Niansheng smiled and moved forward while scattering the treasure.
Every time at this time, he doesn't feel annoyed, but enjoys it and likes this happy feeling.
Passed through Taisuping and entered the Taishi Hall of Taichu, Taiyuan, Taisu and Taishi.
In the solemn and magnificent hall, the columns are towering.
At the end of the hall, there is a dragon-shaped god with three wooden carvings on it.
Three wood carvings, each of which has a foot and six feet, all of which are feathered star crowns, with a majestic look and fairy bones.
In the hall, there are fireworks and saliva.
"Disciple Jun Niansheng, I have met three ancestors!"
Jun Niansheng straightened his clothes, then flirted with the hem, and knelt down respectfully in front of God.
The three statues were originally like dead objects, but as soon as Jun Niansheng's voice sounded, it immediately burst into vitality and quickly became fluffy.
"Watch us reply."
In the middle, the face was painted into a red statue. He moved for a moment and said in a low voice.
"Yes, ancestor."
Jun Niansheng straightened up, and his expression was still respectful.
"We have calculated that the 'egg of the evil god' in the ancient battlefield is predestined to you.
How could you not get it? Take the experience of this trip one by one!"
The statue on the left opens.
These statues now look like living people, not sculptures.
"Yes, ancestor."
Jun Niansheng described the experience of the "Ancient Battlefield" in great detail, one by one.
"You mean that you have been hit by the one-armed King of the Underworld.
was besieged again, so I didn't get it?"
Another sculpture painted with gold asked.
"Yes.
At that time, Prince Pluto and Yang Hong, the Marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty, followed me and were in trouble.
The prince of Pluto sent black and white impermanence to rob the eggs of the evil god.
A series of changes took place later.
Jun Niansheng said that when he mentioned the "Prince of Pluto", he still showed some anger.
"No, there were still people present at that time.
Think about it again."
The sculpture path in the center.
Jun Niansheng shook his head: "I only remember these people... by the way, it seems that there was another person when he robbed the evil god's egg.
I didn't see my face clearly, but I remember feeling a demon!"
In the ancient battlefield, Fang Yun extracted the demon spirit of a demon king from the golden map and disguised himself.
Now, it has played a role.
Jun Niansheng was fooled.
"Demon spirit...", the three-headed sculpture was silent, and the hall soon became silent, leaving only three powerful waves of consciousness to communicate in the void.
"Is that the murderer?"
"Impossible.
If you want to hide it, Jun Niansheng can't find it at all.
And in his realm, the egg of the evil god has little effect on it.
It should not be snatched.
"You Nian was born with great luck.
To be able to take things from his hand, this man's luck must be able to control?? Just hold him down!"
"Impossible.
Jun Niansheng's luck is extremely powerful.
It's basically impossible for anyone to be stronger than him!"
Thoughts passed through the void. This thought was so powerful that even the stars were shattered, but it was controlled in a narrow space and did not spread out.
"At the way, Master, remember, it seems that I finally saw a golden light flying out of the egg of the evil god!"
Jun Niansheng suddenly said.
"Golden light?"
The three sculptures glanced at Jun Niansheng and then calmed down.
Even his eyes were closed, leaving only a strange fluctuation.
Countless ancient runes float between the three statues.
Bang! Bang!! Bang!!
After a while, the three sculptures were all smashed and turned into wood chips and scattered.
"Ancestor!" Jun Niansheng shouted in a low voice.
"Don't make a fuss.
—First, you go out first."
The sculpture in the center is indifferent.
"Yes, ancestor."
Jun Nian was relieved. Think about it, what can happen with the cultivation of the three ancestors?
After a salute, Jun Niansheng retreated.
After Jun Nian was born, the three waves of consciousness communicated in the void again.
"Innate mathematics, it can't be calculated.
And it was counterattacked.
This matter has never happened. What the hell is this man from!",
"Don't judge like this.
Innate numbering, by things and people.
Go back to the source, first introduce the origin of the object, and then introduce the origin of the holder.
We are just innate, inferred the origin of the golden light, not necessarily what kind of person it is.
"Yes, with our cultivation.
That's those hermit old monsters, and it's impossible to shatter one of our fingers.
I'm afraid that the golden light is too big.
Our cultivation is not qualified enough to calculate.
In the hall, there was silence.
All three people understand what they come from.
If you are not qualified enough to calculate the origin, I'm afraid this kind of thing is extremely terrible.
"Check it out. Anyone who enters that space should check it.
This person must be found!"
The empty sound sounded in the hall.
A light wind blew up, and the wood chips exploded in the void. Under the action of an invisible force, they condensed together again and turned into three wooden fingers, connected to the fingertips of the three sculptures, and then motionless...
Three days later, Fang Yun got a message: the name of "Di Yi" disappeared from the "Tianxiang List"!
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