Chapter 39 Leave something behind, get out of here

The power of Yuanying's perfect monk can be said to have been seen with his own eyes. Gu Jianteng, the owner of Gu, once fought with the real person in the Taoist priest, and Xu Hong was lucky to see the fighting method of the top strongmen in the southwest. That time, the real person and Gu Jianteng only fought three moves, and each move seemed to be understated without any power. After three moves, Xu Hong couldn't see who would win or lose. This level of fighting style can no longer be understood by his monks in the later period of Jiedan. In the later period of Yuanying, and even the great perfection, this is the real great monk!

The magic power of the great monk seems to be light, but the turbulence in the dark can only be felt by those at that time. After three moves, the two did not say anything and heard Gu Jian, the owner of Fenggu Valley, leave silently. Later, I heard Master Gu sigh: The perfect cultivation is really not comparable in the later stage. Then he began a long retreat and vowed to hit Yuanying's great success! These great perfections have been like immortals in Xu Hong's eyes, and the cultivation in front of him is much higher than that of the great perfection.

"Is it possible that the person in front of you is the legendary power of the god period?" Xu Hong just thought about it and got rid of this idea. The Huashen monk has already lived in the legend. So far, he has never heard of the power of Huashen in the southwest. It is said that there are traces of the power of Huashen in the central region, but there is absolutely no in the southwest region! Although Xu Hong comforted himself, the fear in his heart also became more and more popular. With just one face, Xu Hong had already retreated in his heart.

Xu Hong was about to change direction when he only heard the white-haired old man say, "Do I allow you to go?" The voice did not have any emotional color. This is the indifference that has experienced too much and saw through everything. It was such a sentence that made Xu Hong sweat coldly. He quickly turned around and respectfully worshipped the white-haired old man deeply and said, "Senior, are you looking for me? As long as the villain can be used, the villain will definitely do his best and die.

The white-haired old man nodded and seemed to be very satisfied with his attitude. He continued, "Let me ask you a few questions."

"Okay, senior, please ask, the junior must know everything. Xu Hong looked Flame and tried his best to please the white-haired old man in front of him. The white-haired old man frowned slightly and seemed to dislike Xu Hong's flattering behavior. Xu Hong immediately became serious and said in his heart, "A master is worthy of being a master, and his personality is strange and difficult to think about!"

"I ask you, are you a disciple of Fenggu?"

"What the predecessor said is very right. The younger generation is the disciple of Fenggu."

"Well, who is the head of Fenggu now, or is it still ancient style?"

Xu Hong sighed in his heart: How many years did this old man live? I thought the master was the master. I thought so, but I absolutely didn't dare to say it, and still said respectfully, "In my predecessor's words, the master has passed away, and now Gu Jianteng, the direct son of the master, is in charge of Fenggu."

The white-haired old man said nothing. After a moment, he fucked the hoarse voice again and said, "It turns out that the old head is dead, ah..." Another long sigh, and the expression of the white-haired old man was even more lonely. This change was deeply seen by Xu Hong. At this time, Xu Hong suddenly understood the mood of these seniors and masters. It was not easy and endless to cultivate immortals all the way. Former friends will be eliminated by this cruel world one by one over time. Looking at him, he should be an "old monster" who has been closed for too long!

In those years, the master's cultivation had reached the great perfection of Yuanying, but he died due to insufficient life expectancy. Hasn't the one in front of you become a god? Xu Hong's heart will beat every time he thinks about it. If Xu Hong's guess is not wrong, then this time it is his opportunity and his creation! The period of Huashen is no longer enough to be measured by the great monks. The Huashen monks are respected as the power, the power of the world! If you can get the guidance of the god...

Xu Hong has completely lost control of his emotions, and his words and deeds are more cautious for fear of missing his own creation.

The white-haired old man glanced at Xu Hong and said indifferently, "Okay, leave the things behind. You can go."

"Well, I don't know what the senior wants?" Xu Hong asked tentatively. After all, that thing is too important to the sect. Xu Hong dares not give it to others so casually, even if the white-haired old man in front of him is likely to be a capable man.

The white-haired old man didn't say anything, just kept looking at Xu Hong. This look seemed to have an insight into everything. Xu Hong couldn't help lowering his head and said hesitantly, "Senior, I really don't mean to hide it. It really has a great impact on my family. If the younger generation hand it over like this, I really can't bear this responsibility. Why don't you ask the seniors to move with the younger generation to listen to Fenggu as a guest? The younger generation will tell everything and ask the Valley Lord to visit you in person. I believe that with the reputation of the seniors, the Valley Lord will be respectful. At that time, won't the seniors get what they want?"

The white-haired old man looked unhappy: "You really think I won't kill you!" With just one look, Xu Hong was like falling into the ice cellar, and his whole body was shivering with cold. This murderous intention was very strong, and Xu was very sad to have no resistance. He quickly waved his hand to indicate that he had said something wrong before and asked the white-haired old man for forgiveness.

The white-haired old man thought for a moment and whispered, "Are you afraid that you can't cross the time when you go back like this?"

"En, senior, please understand my difficulties. The younger generation is very grateful!" Xu Hong quickly said when he heard the white-haired old man's words. I have to say that Xu Hong's ability to observe words and colors is not weak.

"In that case, I'll give you a token." After saying that, the white-haired old man patted the storage bag and took out a flying sword magic weapon. There is nothing special about magic weapons, but ordinary ancient treasures. The white-haired old man flicked the flying sword with his fingertips, and suddenly the flying sword made a crisp sound, and the crisp sound became more and more crisp. Finally, he only heard the sound of the sword, and the ancient treasure flying sword was broken into two! The white-haired old man threw the broken flying sword to Xu Hong and said, "This flying sword was the magic weapon I used when I built the foundation thousands of years ago. I have never been willing to throw it away, and I have the right to keep it as a souvenir. Today, I broke my flying sword, which is a farewell to the past.

The white-haired old man looked at the endless sky and fell into memory: "When I was a foundation monk, I met the ancient style at an auction. This autumn wound flying sword was given to me by him in those years. Since he has died, leaving this autumn sword will only increase the sadness. He simply destroyed him and turned into dust with the wind. After I go back, you will bury this broken sword in the ancient tomb. After I finish dealing with the things at hand, I will personally go to the Wind Valley to see my old friend.

The words of the white-haired old man were more like orders. When it came to his cultivation, Xu Hong was subconsciously ready to obey the arrangement of the white-haired old man. However, the matter implicated by this treasure is really not what he, a deacon in the later period of Jiedan, can do. Just as Xu Hong was about to open his mouth, the white-haired old man had an angry face and shouted, "Leave something, get out of here!"

Xu Hong was drunk by the white-haired old man, and his legs and stomach were soft. He didn't dare to refute him and quickly took out a golden Buddha statue from the storage bag. After putting it on the ground, Xu Hong rolled and crawled and quickly left this place, for fear that the white-haired old man would really kill him in anger. Huashen can kill Xu Hong, even if Master Gu comes to tease him and can't stop him. No, it should be said that even if Master Gu comes, he won't stop you!

"For good, I have a token of the power of the gods, and I believe that the Valley Lord will not blame me after I go back!" Xu Hong comforted himself that although he always felt something was wrong, the first thing now was to quickly listen back to Fenggu report all this to the valley owner.

On the other side, the white-haired old man saw the golden Buddha statue without any expression. He directly put the Buddha statue into the storage bag and hurried away. Looking at the posture of leaving, how can there be the demeanor of the master just now? The white-haired old man flew for a while and began to meditated after making sure that there was no one around. In less than a ray of incense, the appearance and question type of the white-haired old man have changed dramatically. After the change, the white-haired old man was dressed in blue, but his ordinary face had a pair of dark eyes. Who else would this person be if it weren't Lin You!

Lin You laughed and couldn't help laughing when he thought of Xu Hong's fearful expression before. The late Jiedan monk was actually scared by his own little monk in the early stage of building the foundation. How could anyone believe this? The old man said proudly, "Well, is my magic power? A monk in the early stage of foundation-building in your area can be cheated by a monk in the late period of Jiedan!" Originally, Lin You was still screaming secretly, but when he heard the "old" words, a burst of anger surged up in his chest.

Originally, Lin You followed the old man's instructions and followed Xu Hong. Lin You saw the strength of the old man and killed the thousand-year-old corpse king in the early days of Jiedan. That scene of Lin You is still unforgettable. Hearing the old instructions, Lin You followed the old instructions without any hesitation. After following for a while, Lin You saw that the old man had not yet taken action and couldn't help asking, "Senior, when will we do it?"

Who knew that the old man said innocently, "Do it?" What are you doing?"

Lin You replied, "Of course you captured him!"

Unexpectedly, the old man asked, "Can you beat him?" Lin You shook his head and the old man continued to say, "You can't beat him, and I can't beat him either. How can I capture him?" Lin You was almost vomited blood by the old gas. Isn't this answer cheating again? Then the old man gave him such a trick. Take advantage of Xu Hong's meditation time to go around in front of him and play the role of a white-haired old man. Fortunately, Lin You's acting skills are good, and I have also read the biography of Fenggu and know that there is such a person as Gu Fengyang. Otherwise, hum, I guess not only won't get this Buddha statue, but also lose my life! Now Lin You can't stop Xu Hong's natural power!

When the old man saw that Lin You was still thinking, he reminded him, "It is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Once Xu Hong finds that he has been cheated, he will catch up with you in his later period of Jiedan. Now we need to take a detour back to Xin'an. I believe he should not have thought that you would be in the Xin'an world.

Lin You took a detour to Xin'an City. On the way, Lin You suddenly reacted: "Aren't you supposed to be in the Cangjian? Why did you run into Oh's body?"

"Hey, don't think you'll forget it if you don't talk."

"Hey, old? The power of the resentment clan?"

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