Chapter 707 The great sword comes from the north, a thought is boundless

  Gongsun Yan and Ji Fu lay side by side, they didn't leave, they were physically silent, but their emotions were very stable.

  Lu Bei set foot on Wusheng Gate and began to study this powerful magic weapon.

  The two iron gates are woven with white bones, painted with a layer of black ink, and then drawn with ghosts and ghosts walking in the night. The black mist is the sky, the blood is the ground, and the evil spirits implying sins roam in it, and the bright colors have great visual impact.

  Houtian Lingbao level has many magical functions, the most terrifying supernatural power is the catastrophe of worshiping heaven and human beings.

  In comparison, Xuanlong Demon Tuyuan's "Five Emperors Great Demon Seal" seems a little petty, with evil thoughts penetrating his body and desires, and the threat is far less than that of heaven and man.

  The magic weapon is very good, but it is too hot to handle. Whoever takes it is a little blackie.

  The Ji of the Holy Land of the Human Race was given to the Ji of Qi Yan, but looking at the complicated international relations in the Kyushu Continent, it can be said that Qi Yan is a **** in Emperor Ji's attempt to rebuild the glory of the ancient kingdom of Great Xia.

  Lu Bei is still young, and he doesn't want to catch the cold in a daze, so he won't accept this magic weapon delivered to his door.

  This thing has nothing to do with the poor monk!

   Lu Bei thought to himself, and kicked the door: "Senior Ji, stop pretending, with your ability to survive, that sword can't kill you."

  The voice fell, and Ji Fu, who was emotionally stable, opened his eyes, and the old voice belonging to Ji Han came out.

   Lu Bei is not surprised, but for this alone, the princess of the Ji family will not be able to taste the sweetness from him.

   "Sect Master Lu is very talented, and this old man is convinced today. I just ask for a few more days to let the old man explain the funeral." Ji Han admired.

   This is the second time he has played against Lu Bei. The first time was in October last year. The two met for the first time, and they were almost the same.

  In just half a year, when the cultivators take a nap, the strength of the two is so different that they are not at the same level at all.

  In addition to being amazed by Lu Bei's aptitude, Ji Han also admired his character. If he had such aptitude, he would have been defiant and proud of the world for his talent.

   But Lu Bei didn't have it, and he didn't want the Wusheng Gate that fell on the ground and no one picked it up.

  It's so stable!

   Some calculations failed, and Ji Han's last hole card was not used.

  Compared to strength, it is far inferior, compared to friends, Lu Bei has Xuanlong and Xiongchu to help him, he can defeat Qi Yan with a dog, he is willing to lead him to death, he is completely convinced.

   "It is natural to tell the funeral."

   Lu Bei nodded, and nodded to Zhu Xiushi who was beside him. The latter took out a bill and threw it in front of Ji Han.

"Senior Ji took a look at it. The first page is the compensation of Tianjianzong, the second page is Xiongchu, the third page is Xuanlong, and the next ten pages are all about Wu Zhou." Gongsun Yan of the Qing Dynasty temporarily increased the price to make up for the ransom of the captives.

   When will the account arrive and when will the person be released.

  Why are there so many Wu Zhou?

   Lu Bei raised his brows, as expected of the old Zhu family, he was good at taking advantage of the fire.

   "Why are there so many Wu Zhou?"

   Ji Han's scalp was numb, and he stared at Zhu Xiushi in a daze. He has been cultivating immortals for many years, and such a brazen person is rare.

  Zhu Xiushi didn't give any explanation, but leaned against Lu Bei, smiled charmingly, and talked about the ancient family's blood curse through sound transmission.

  Xiong Chu’s take-off is imminent, and Wu Zhou’s leaky house is raining all night. Under the ebb and flow, Qi Yan can only be weakened to stabilize the country’s strength.

As soon as Zhu Xiushi mentioned the blood curse, Lu Bei glanced at the bill like a monkey listening to a curse, and said sternly: "Qi Yan's layout is vicious, the general trend is successful, and Wu Zhou will surely perish. There are only ten pages. It can be called repaying grievances with virtue, why is senior Ji still hesitating, in exchange for the suzerain master, he promises to agree, lest Wu Zhou go back on his word and ask for a price increase."

"Can…"

   "No, but, the old man is running out of time, and it is not your turn to worry about the future."

   "..."

Ji Han looked at the upright Lu Bei, and then at the coquettish Zhu Xiushi lying in his arms, and felt that the Ji family was still too shameless. If I knew today, I should have packed up the old, middle and young princesses and sent them to heaven. Jianzong.

   "The matter is of great importance, and the elderly cannot make decisions alone."

   "Should be, this is a big matter, and we have to go through a process. After you die, they can let you bear the infamy alone."

  Lu Bei nodded, and made up his sword as usual, and then said meaningfully: "Hurry up, my suzerain can afford to wait, but Wu Zhou and Xuanlong can't afford to wait. When the war comes together, it will not be as simple as compensation."

   Ji Han's face twitched, and he fell down without moving.

  As soon as Ji Han left, Zhu Xiushi hurriedly rolled up Qiansi, took Ji Fu away and took the second prisoner.

Pain and happiness.

  Xuanlong Millennium God Dynasty, the leading elder brother in the four countries is in a stable position, Xiongchu breaks the curse, only need to show the style of the Millennium God Dynasty.

  The pleasant discussion came to an end. There are so many people on Lu Bei's side, and there is a lot of reason.

  He made an excuse to appreciate the local characteristics, and he was not in a hurry to return to Wuzhou.

   "Why haven't you left yet, with two captives on you, aren't you afraid of Qi Yan robbing them?" Lu Bei turned to look at Zhu Xiushi, with a look of disgust and chased him away.

  Zhu Xiushi snorted twice. It is impossible to appreciate the local customs. The head of the Heavenly Sword Sect is not lacking in beauty, and the vulgar fans outside can't get into his eyes.

   If you guessed correctly, Lu Bei has another chance to get the account.

   It is also about cultivating immortals. Why do some people have endless opportunities, so many that they cannot be used up, and some people can only rely on other people's opportunities?

  The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he quickly put a seal on Lu Bei, so that he would not disappear again before he finished speaking.

   "You are smart, much smarter than King Yuanji."

Lu Bei pinched Zhu Xiushi's chin and shook it: "However, as you have seen, we are not relatives, we have a very pure relationship between ordinary boyfriend and girlfriend, there is no reason for the suzerain to leave good things to you, right? ?”

   After finishing speaking, he broke free from the seal in an instant, turned into a golden light, and headed straight for Yuezhou.

  Zhu Xiushi stomped his feet, took out the multicolored stones and turned into a handsome boy, and also turned into a golden light to chase after him.

  A moment later, Lu Bei appeared at the same spot, shook his head in the direction where Zhu Xiushi disappeared, took out the map and flew south.

  ——

  There are three ancestral lands of spiritual veins in the mainland of Kyushu. These three ancestral dragons lie across the east and west, dividing the north and south. They are the Buzhou Mountains, the Kunlun Mountains, and the Mangyin Mountains.

  The Buzhou Mountains are basically the territory of the monster clan. The Mangyin Mountains have a death zone for thousands of miles, which is not suitable for life to take root and grow. Therefore, the human race branch seems to be vast, but in fact it has always surrounded the Kunlun Mountains.

   In the middle of the Kunlun Mountains, it is the ancestral land of the Great Xia of the Human Race, and the proper center of the mainland of Kyushu.

  Wu Zhou, where Lu Bei worked intensively, was located in the northeast of the Great Xia ancestral land, while Zhao Qin was located in the southeast. To reach the secret land of Zhao Qin, one had to cross the Kunlun Mountains.

   Two options.

   The first one, fly directly there.

  The second one is to use the teleportation array from the Great Xia Ancestral Land to pass through this natural barrier from north to south.

  The third one is to bypass the Kunlun Mountains, pass through the restricted area of ​​fog, and take the sea route.

  Normal people would choose the second one, but Lu Bei didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, and didn't want to spend more time on long detours, so he decided to cross the Kunlun Mountains and enjoy the magnificent scenery of the land of ancestor dragons.

   I heard that there are many senior monks in the Kunlun Mountains who are closed to death.

  Ten days later, the disgraced Lu Bei landed on the branch, meditated cross-legged on the spot, and recovered most of the lost mana.

   "It's almost here, take a look around and see if there is any suitable vest."

There is nothing to say about high-level maps. At the beginning, he entrusted the black-winged golden-eyed eagle with his soul, fluttered his wings and flew straight into the hinterland of the Kunlun Mountains. The monk stopped him.

  No other meaning, greedy golden-eyed carve flesh, want to adopt as a mountain guardian beast.

  The big eagle needs to have a figure, a good appearance, an extraordinary appearance, and it is very cool to fly. It is more face-saving when visiting relatives and friends. It is a proper top-level mount.

   That's it!

  The male is directly gelded, and the female is strictly disciplined.

   It is conceivable that these earth immortals are unlucky.

  The mount was not found, and he was beaten up, and he had to nod and bow to compensate for the mental loss when he was beaten. He lost so much money that he wanted to cry.

  After sending away the golden-winged roc, they realized that where the monster tribe invaded, it was all nonsense, and they were caught fishing for law enforcement.

   Before reaching the hinterland of the Kunlun Mountains, 4 billion qualifications were entered into the account. Lu Bei smiled openly, and the secret path was the same as Bai Jian.

   Flying and flying, he didn't think so.

  The closer he was to the center of the Kunlun Mountains, the higher the level of the Earth Immortal. When he encountered a Mahayana monk again, he was almost beaten up by his friends and friends. He decisively switched back to the boy, and honestly gave up the idea of ​​fishing law enforcement.

   Don't be a fool anymore, in case the Mahayana monks from the Great Xia ancestral land are recruited and their identities are exposed, it is better to go to the teleportation formation from the beginning.

   Still the same sentence, there is nothing to say about advanced maps.

  The second half of the journey was as low-key as Lu Bei, but still encountered several interceptions, some who lacked a Taoist companion, some who lacked an apprentice, and some who wanted to eat hot food because of their cultivation and obsession.

  The realm of advanced monks is too insane, and many people have broken their brains after practicing. This made Lu Bei complain that he couldn't understand, opened the way with his fists, and harvested experience with tears.

  Because it was fast, he didn't know that the news that the mysterious Mahayana monks had crossed the Kunlun Mountains spread like wildfire. The Great Xia Ancestral Land received the exact information and sent special personnel to investigate.

  …

   Zhaoqin Beidi.

  A branch of the Kunlun Mountains, Hengshui Mountain.

  An old Taoist looked up at the sky, holding a compass in his hand and muttering to himself.

   If you look closely, you will find that the old Taoist priest's eyes are white, he has long been blind, and the standard is blind.

   "The patriarch has a saying, the great sword comes from the north, and one thought is boundless. This magical weapon is better than thousands of magical powers. Why did the old man wait for so many years, but he didn't see any trace of the magical weapon?"

   "Master Patriarch, there is not much time left for the little Taoist priest, and I am afraid that he will not be able to stand on this mountain."

   "The matter of revitalizing the Wuliang Sword Sect... can only be entrusted to future generations."

  Boom! !

  The golden light fell to the ground, and the hurricane blew the old Taoist back again and again.

   "Old man, is this Zhaoqin?"

  (end of this chapter)