Chapter 406 xian ke lai

Han Feng felt the transmission array that was seriously suppressed by the pyrite veins and could not be repaired, and came up with a quick solution.

He thought, why don't I dig out these flints first and then repair them? Han Feng took out a spiritual treasure-level dagger. The dagger was extremely sharp and cold. He tried to cut off the edge of the hole on the ground, and the hard rock fluttered down... If the original owner of the blade sees Han Feng using a peerless blade for this purpose, I'm afraid he will jump out of the grave in anger...

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Wuyun City.

In Jingnan Palace, a few cups of fragrant tea were placed, and the smell of black sandalwood lasted for a long time, and a strange fragrance lingered around the room.

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle, with three black beards floating on his chest, did not look angry and powerful. But it is Han Feng's old son, Lord Han Boping, the king of Jingnan who retired at home. Several people sat on both sides, one on the left, with his eyes half closed and fair skin. He was a middle-aged scribe. If Han Feng sees this person, he will be shocked, because this person is the head of Xuanhuang Academy and the current national teacher Li Jingtian...

A man on the opposite side, dressed in brocade, with bright eyes, looked at people like the heart. He is energetic, about 50 years old, no one else, but the current prime minister is also the head of the Oriental family - Dongfang Wentian...

Li Jing, the first person in the world, a national teacher, is immortal and Taoist. He can't see the actual age. His face is like purple jade, and he is spotless in blue clothes. With a wooden sword on his back, this person has a great relationship with Han Feng. He is Murong Qingmu, the current owner of Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy and has just left the customs.

A few cups of fragrant tea have cooled and continued in your hands. I don't know how many times. I don't know how many black sandalwood incense has been burned, and the incense ash in the purple gold furnace is also full...

"I didn't expect that it was just the three demons to cause such a disaster to the Xuanhuang Dynasty..."

Han Boping looked at the green tea in his hand, his fingers moved slightly, and the green tea rippled out a layer of fine microwave, which engraved the mood of several people...

Li Jingtian, the national master, turned his head and looked at several people and said in a low voice, "The birth of the three demons shows that something has happened to the Fengshen Tower. This time, the power of the three demons has soared, and ten factions have been destroyed all the way north, including Caizhufeng, ruthless valley, Chuanxin Pavilion, Beifeng Dongtian... All of them have suffered the tragic destruction of the clan. In the middle of the three demons, a group of cattle * snakes *, mountain spirit wood monsters, there are thousands of people. He sighed slightly and then said, I'm afraid that countless people will suffer disaster...

Dongfang asked Tian and sighed, "It's not just that the sect suffered and the treasures were stolen. Now there are letters from all states and counties that countless people have been sucked into yang by monsters, or turned into zombies or fierce ghosts. Zombies have gone to harm people again, and now there are disasters everywhere..."

Han Boping said angrily, "Are the magic weapons in your hands and the disciples under your disciples eating? I regret that I didn't enter the Taoist sect to practice, otherwise, I would have fought to the death with these demons and monsters..."

Murong Qingmu sighed softly. My disciple of the Qingcheng sect went down the mountain to exorcise demons early. He suffered heavy casualties, and ten was not enough to save three... His expression was solemn, and his eyebrows condensed into a Sichuan word. He said in a low voice, in this world, the Taoist demon leader... We always have to leave some fire! Don't forget our original agreement... What he said was to Li Jingtian, the national teacher.

It turns out that these four people were best friends 50 years ago. Li Jingtian, the national teacher, and the three of them are friends of forgetful years. Except for Han Boping's ambition in the army, he is unwilling to practice Taoism. The other three are cultivation geniuses...

Dongfang Wentian also answered, "My Oriental family is not much different. In a period of disaster and difficulties, the various imperial dynasties around the Xuanhuang Dynasty and the prodigal son ambitions have been ready to move. Especially for the Tianmo Empire, its Warcraft Legion has been transferred to northern Xinjiang. This time, Han Chong will be under great pressure... He turned to the national teacher Li Jingtian with a wry smile and said, "Brother Li, I'm afraid that the new buds that have just emerged from Xuanhuang Academy can't retain the last silence. Some forces must be used in advance...

Li Jingtian, the national master, has a solemn face. Xuanhuang Academy is the last foundation of our dynasty, which cannot be used unless it is a last resort. Now the old monsters of various sects have been bored and have appeared one after another. I'm afraid that the world will be reshuffled... The atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze. He suddenly smiled, glanced at the faces of several people, and said, "Don't worry too much. My Xuanhuang Dynasty has been immortal for thousands of years, and there is naturally power to protect it. Haven't these children grown up? As far as I know, your girl has touched the threshold of the virtual world... Ha ha..."

His words were said to Dongfang Wentian. The latter's face turned red, and he smiled and said, "Isn't it cultivated by Brother Li?" The color on his face makes people see the pride in his heart. His eyes swept over Han Boping's face without a trace, and everyone could see the faint demonstration on his face. Han Boping said, "Congratulations, brother Hexi. Alas!" Several old men are old people. Naturally, they can hear the meaning of his sigh, but no one mentioned this. Murong Qingmu's face flashed a strange color, and he wanted to stop talking...

Li Jingtian smiled and said to Murong Qingmu, "You don't have to worry. Ha ha, your girl is also a genius in martial arts. I'm afraid that her cultivation is not weaker than her now. In time, it will be amazing. I really don't know where the feng shui of your Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy is...

Murong Qingmu's face showed joy and thanked him repeatedly. Li Jingtian looked at Han Boping, who was a little frustrated, and said, "Only that stinky boy makes me confused. For so many days, he has been staying at the peak of gathering gas, but his cultivation has a sense of inexplicable depth. Now I can't see through him more and more..."

Real?

Han Boping heard Li Jingtian's words, a national teacher, and his heart had already blossomed, but his face was heavy. Brother still had to be strictly disciplined. This son is stubborn and doesn't make me worry about anything... Alas!

"Oc's it, Lao Han." Dongfang asked Tian to shout, "Don't pretend. Let me tell you, our two families haven't finished yet. You must give me a satisfactory explanation about your third brother. Don't forget your promise to me... Humph!"

Han Boping smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I will definitely give my brother a satisfactory explanation. Don't fight for my old face..."

At this time, the drip sound suddenly sounded. Murong Qingmu put his hand into his arms and took out something. However, it was a unique thousand-mile voice of Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy, and it did not shy away from the presence of the other three people and made a fingerprint in his hand. He shouted, "I can do whatever I want, and my whereabouts are transformed."

With his shouting, a light and shadow clearly appeared in the round mirror. Xi Zhong's anxious face appeared in the eyes of several people and said in a low voice, "See the owner."

Murong Qingmu put his hand and said, "Don't be polite. What's the matter?"

Xi Zhong said anxiously, "There is a line report that the Three Demons have passed the Sword Valley and come to my Qingcheng. It is said that it is going to destroy the vein of Qingcheng..."

Murong Qingmu's face changed slightly, but he quickly recovered as usual and said in a low voice, "I know, and it is said that my disciples in Qingcheng are ready. This seat will rush back to the door today.

"Yes!" The light and shadow in the air gradually disappeared. Murong Qingmu saluted the other three and sneered, "These three demons have not forgotten Qingcheng. I will leave immediately."

The other three stood up. Li Jingtian, the national teacher, said, "I will immediately send Nie Feng and Mu Yu to support Qingcheng. If there is anything, keep in touch." Murong Qingmu was not polite and turned around and left. Obviously, he cares about his ancestors and doesn't want to stay for a moment...

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The dagger in Han Feng's hand was very sharp, and it didn't take long to dig a big hole several feet deep. The diameter of the hole is enough to accommodate a person up and down. Han Feng fell into the cave and has come into contact with the flint vein. A bloody red light reflected in his eyes, and a burst of joy appeared on his face...