January time flies by.

Du Yu brought a very young-looking Golden Core cultivator to Bihu Island as usual. Zhang Shiping had already called Zhang Tianming, and the two waited together.

"Jiang Si, remember to bring it along with you this time. In case of a conflict, we have many helpers here." Du Yu said, throwing the jade slips that had been prepared.

Zhang Shiping took it with one hand, nodded slightly, and said, "It's natural."

Then he mobilized his consciousness, glanced at the content of the jade slip, looked at the young monk, and said with a smile: "Wen Jiu, don't you learn from your master, I won't give it to you if I don't tell him."

"Zhenjun Shiheng was joking." Master Wen Jiu said with a smile.

"Kunpeng is a Mahayana of wind and water. What I have realized is that water and fire are in harmony. What's the use of telling you to listen to you? Don't take advantage of it and act like a good boy. You will be good in the morning." Don't be as thick-skinned as your ancestor." Du Yu said.

"Greetings to True Monarch Du Yu." Zhang Tianming saluted and said, it was not easy to accept the words even if he didn't go.

After all, the two ancestors of the sect can joke and joke, but as juniors, it is better for them to be cautious in their words and deeds.

If you don't have the status, don't talk too much, so as not to be too embarrassing.

"Everything is born and restrained, and there are quite a few Taoist friends who are majoring in water movement exercises right now. Maybe they will be useful at that time. It's time to pass. That wooden fat man has been inviting me hundreds of years ago. See him soon." Zhang Shiping said with a sneer. If it wasn't for the other party's talkativeness, how could he have given the Nine Birds Golden Crow Order to the Zongmen, and it was not for the sake of the great monk Kunkui in the Beimingxuan Palace.

Although the Nine Bird Order is precious, it cannot compare to one's own life.

"Let's go, it's not just the human monks from our side who came this time, the monks from the monster race Nascent Soul have also received invitations." Du Yu nodded and said.

All races have always coexisted in Ximo, so the Nascent Soul monks invited naturally include both human races and monster races.

After finishing speaking, the four of them rose into the sky and flew away into the distance.

But in about a stick of incense, everyone flew over a stone island in the sea.

This island is the place where Jueyue chased and killed the green lions in the past, and now there is an ancient teleportation formation in the cave in the island. After Zhang Shiping gave birth, he also informed the other Nascent Soul monks in the sect.

Things like teleportation arrays are precious, but they also depend on where they are located. The ancient teleportation circles in the three giant human cities of Nanzhou, Yuanxiao and Mingyue, are naturally extremely precious because of the strategy. But the value of these outside the city is greatly reduced.

Now in this stone island, more than a dozen foundation-building monks from the sect have been guarding the cave mansion in rotation, lest some casual cultivators who don't know it will destroy the teleportation circle in order to get some formation materials. As long as it is useful for the current practice, they will not consider things like teleportation circles, which are now non-renewable resources.

As soon as these Foundation Establishment disciples saw Du Yu and Zhang Shiping, they immediately cupped their hands and said, "Meet the two ancestors."

"Please get up." Du Yu said, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of high-grade spirit stones landed on the nodes of the magic circle.

Immediately, the teleportation array glowed with a white hazy aura, and the four of them stepped onto the stone platform of the array one after another.

With the flash of the dazzling white light, it disappeared in place.

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At the same time, Du Yu and Zhang Shiping traveled millions of miles and appeared on a teleportation circle in an ancient monk's cave under the Gobi Desert in the endless sandy sea of ​​the Western Desert.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators walked down from the stone platform. As for Wen Jiu and Zhang Tianming, the two Golden Core cultivators were surrounded by the aura of the teleportation order, but they took a few breaths before they regained their composure.

"When you practice in the future, the two of you should also put more effort into your physique, it's not enough to rely on your cultivation power alone." Zhang Shiping said.

"Yes." The two golden cores answered almost simultaneously.

Although Wen Jiu and Zhang Tianming are both at the early stage of Golden Core and have similar cultivation levels, the former is only in his early hundred years old now, while the latter is more than two hundred years old now.

After all, there is some gap between each other.

However, there is no way to do this. After all, to get Du Yu's valued generation, in addition to having superior spiritual roots and spiritual bodies, what is more important is to have the great power of the sect to help him practice. But Zhang Tianming only has dual spiritual roots, and his cultivation resources are a little bit worse, so that the gap in the early stage is quite large.

This is also the reason why Zhang Shiping brought Zhang Tianming to the Wanling Fruit Banquet. The unique spiritual fruit of Wanlingu can temper the body and mana of the Jindan cultivator, which will be helpful for future practice and even childbirth.

After a little trimming, the four of them escaped into the earth and rocks and walked through it.

After a while, they appeared on the sandy sea seventy or eighty miles away from the cave.

Afterwards, Du Yu and Zhang Shiping each wrapped a volume of escape light, wrapped around the Jindan cultivator behind them, turned into two startled rainbows, and headed towards Wanlin Valley located on the edge of the sand sea~lightnovelpub.net~Everyone Yu Walk in the air, overlooking the earth.

In the endless sea of ​​sand in the western desert, the oasis is dotted like stars and moons. The buildings are square and solid in appearance, which is obviously different from other places in Nanzhou.

And on the sand dunes, there are teams of merchants, transporting goods, connecting all parts of the Western Desert together.

Half a day later, the four of them were only about a hundred miles away from Wanlingu, so they slowed down their speed.

"Is Du Yu the person here?" Suddenly from an oasis, a figure of Taoism flew up, and said through sound transmission.

Hearing this, Du Yu and Zhang Shiping stopped immediately and stood in midair.

"Friend Daoist Wei, long time no see." Du Yu said.

Then he sent a voice transmission to Zhang Shiping: "The person who came here should be that barbarian Wei Wuji. This person was promoted to the middle stage more than a hundred years ago, but his lifespan is running out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an extremely rough-looking, nine-foot-tall, bald-headed brawny man in khaki clothes flying towards him, and stopped about a hundred feet in front of the two of them.

"Why are you here and didn't go to Wanlingu? How many fellow Taoists have passed over there now." Du Yu asked.

"I don't know that. There are too many trees over there. I can't get used to it. I'll wait a few days before going there. After all, we haven't seen each other for a hundred or two hundred years." Wei Wuji said.

"You don't like the oasis, but I don't like this endless sand and dust." Du Yu said.

"This should be Fellow Daoist Shiheng, I've seen you before." Wei Wuji said.

"I've seen Fellow Daoist Wei." Zhang Shiping replied.

"Do you want to go there now, or rest here with me for a while, anyway, Wan Lingu has always been a bit slow in doing things, and the banquet may still be arranged right now." Wei Wuji said.

"We have to go there first, why don't you come along?" Du Yu said.