Volume 4 Southern Xinjiang

Chapter 485: Within the Wulian Clan

The taste of this wine is much worse than the spirit wine pill refined by Jiang Huo, but he is full of worries, and what he drinks is tasteless, the old man seems to enjoy it very much, and he is reluctant to speak, and the room is quiet for a while.

Soon the little guy brought four kinds of dishes, it should be some cattle and sheep on the grassland, although it is not a demon beast, it should be injected with aura when cooking, and the taste should not be bad.

Yao Ze has been in the valley for many years, so naturally he doesn't know how to move his chopsticks, but occasionally sipps the spirit wine, looks at the old man with both hands, and mutters vaguely: "It's delicious!

After looking at it for a while, Yao Ze was suddenly shocked, although his appearance was different, his demeanor and movements when eating were so familiar!

Cultivators can never forget, and over the years, he has seen these two old men eat, and he is naturally extremely impressed.

Is it a coincidence that an uncultivated elderly beggar can cross two continents and then reappear in front of him decades later?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and before he knew it, the spirit wine in his hand had also bottomed out, and he saw that the old man licked the mouth of the pot with some reluctance, and his heart moved, "Old man, how about you try this?"

With a wave of his sleeves, a small jade bottle appeared on the table, and the old man glanced at it and reached out to take it, "Is this a wine jug?" ”

After speaking, the mouth of the bottle poured into the palm of his hand, and a pill the size of a fingernail appeared in the palm of his hand, and the room was immediately filled with a faint aroma of wine.

Yao Ze smiled, but his eyes shrank, this jade bottle was filled with the spirit wine pill refined by Jiang Huo, and the mouth of the bottle had already been sealed by himself with a magic circle, and he didn't see the old man's movements at all, so he poured it out directly!

The old man's eyes lit up, "Wine beans!

Directly threw the spirit wine pill into his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, and it took a long time to let out a sigh, "This is good wine, boy, you can make the old man Huazi bitter." ”

Yao Ze was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know why, the old man shook his head and sighed: "After eating wine beans, drinking those spirit wines again is simply tasteless, if these wine beans are gone, how will the old man be called Huazi in the future?"

Looking at the old man's painful appearance, Yao Ze couldn't cry or laugh a little, his sleeves waved again, and ten of the same jade bottles were arranged on the table, the old man cheered, and stuffed those jade bottles straight into his arms, and muttered in his mouth: "This is enough to keep Huazi enjoying for a few years, look at your kid is not bad, hey, the current people's hearts are not ancient, what kind of array, robbery, bad guys and devils are coming soon, and you can only go far by saving your life." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Yao Ze to answer, he got up and staggered away.

Yao Ze sat still and didn't move, but there was already a storm in his heart!

If there was no reminder from the Holy Ancestor's predecessors, he would naturally only feel confused about the old man's words, but the Holy Ancestor specifically pointed out that the demon world would come in thirty years, and now it has been several years, and at this time, the old man mentioned that the devil is coming soon, and he let himself save his life, who is this old man?

It is not surprising that the Holy Ancestor knows this, he is also a person in the Demon Realm who shakes the party, but this old man seems to be a mortal, but he can also know about the invasion of the Demon Realm, could it be that he is actually a Da Luo Jin Immortal from the Immortal Realm?

Yao Ze had been sitting in this wine shop for a long time, and felt that it was completely dark, so he stood up.

The old man also said something about the array within the array, the tribulation within the tribulation, these are all a cloud of fog now, and it is useless to think too much, although he is not sure whether this old man is the same as the one he saw in the Eastern Desert Continent, at least he knows that the two of them are unfathomable, even unimaginable characters.

Yi Rong Dan can stay for a day, and he still leaves the Jiuli clan as soon as possible.

The Wulian tribe is also a large ethnic group on the grassland, with nearly 10,000 monks alone, and those mortals are hundreds of millions, occupying tens of thousands of miles on the grassland. However, most of those monks were within a radius of 300 miles around Fang City, because the only ancestor in the tribe was in retreat here.

Yao Ze didn't let go of his divine sense at all, and he could see the largest and whitest tent with the naked eye alone, which must have belonged to the ancestor of the Wulian clan.

He walked forward in the streets, and if anyone looked closely, he would be shocked, and he could see it with the naked eye, but he could not feel the slightest breath, and soon the figure disappeared into the scattered tents.

According to the information provided by Wu Liang, no one was allowed to approach the clan in the vicinity of this ancestor, and the entire Wulian clan respected this ancestor like a god, and no one dared to offend.

Yao Ze shook his body and approached the huge tent with the help of the vast night. Of course, he wouldn't think that this was a simple tent, there must be something else inside.

With a flick of his right hand, a finger-sized black dot silently sank into the tent.

After a few breaths, his figure shook and disappeared into the curtain door.

The inside of the tent is extremely luxurious, with several night pearls inlaid on the top of the tent, and the tent illuminated is as bright as day.

The low white jade table, the delicate carpet, he didn't have time to look at them carefully, and he came to the innermost door in a few steps, that Wu Liang, as a Jindan powerhouse in the clan, had only been here, and he had no way of knowing what was in it.

His right hand lightly rested on the door curtain, and a misty red light lit up, "Circle!"

He was not surprised, and his hands rested lightly on the red light, and soon his brow furrowed.

The magic circle here should play a warning role, but it is connected to the entire tent, any violent breaking, it is possible that the entire tent will change, and then the entire Wulian clan will know that something is wrong here.

He frowned slightly, if he didn't want the mutation in the tent to be discovered, he would need to set up a larger phantom array to envelop it, but the current conditions did not allow him to do so.

After a few circles around the tent, the divine consciousness swept the layout in the tent several times, and did not come up with a good way, and when the divine consciousness swept through the door, it was not blocked in any way, and the divine consciousness was not blocked!

He was overjoyed in his heart, and directly saw the situation inside clearly, there was indeed a cave inside, a small hill, and a stream around the hill, and under the shade of those trees on the top of the mountain, a cave loomed.

The space inside is about three or four miles at most, but it is also extremely rare.

Suddenly, his heart moved, this magic circle reacted to those violence, but the divine consciousness could be unimpeded, could it be broken with the divine sense?

If it were someone else, he would naturally not think of this method, and even if he thought about it, he would not put it into practice, and his divine sense would break through the formation, how huge his divine sense would be!

Yao Ze became excited for a while, stood in front of the door, stood silently for a moment, his heart moved slightly, and his huge divine consciousness condensed into a sharp sword, slashing forward fiercely.

No sound came out, no red light lit up, and his divine sense clearly "saw" that the circle seemed to be separated by an invisible hand, revealing a hole of about three feet.

After a breath, the mouth disappeared again, as if nothing had happened.

And it worked!

He was overjoyed, and without hesitation, the sword of divine consciousness condensed was raised again, and at the same time his body shook, and he disappeared into the tent in the blink of an eye.

This space is not large, and the aura is abundant and abnormal, and it seems that as the supreme existence of the tribe, it is quite enjoyable.

His divine sense swept over, and there was not a single living creature in this small space, and he came directly to the cave.

There is no gate in this cave mansion, and it seems that the ancestor is very relieved about his space.

However, Yao Ze still cautiously patted the green devil bag, and the two huge purple queen bees lay on the cave, and then walked in, only to find that the facilities in this cave were extremely simple, except for a glowing stone inlaid on the top of his head, and there were three small wooden doors around, nothing else, obviously there were few people here except for the ancestor.

He was not polite, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the small door on the very edge, which was already a separate space, even if it was tossed out of the sky, no one outside would know.

Sure enough, the small wooden door opened without a sound, and the room was several feet in circumference, but there was nothing in it except a futon, not even a shining stone.

With a move of his right hand, the futon flew into his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, shook his head, and put it back directly, this is obviously the place where the ancestor usually meditates and cultivates, and it can be seen that this is also an ascetic.

It's just that since he has cultivated asceticism, why do he still give birth to Jiaqi? Do you feel that the avenue is hopeless, so you leave your bloodline?

He shook his head speechlessly, turned and walked to the second door.

In fact, his guess is not far from the facts, this ancestor of the Wulian clan is also a talented person, after being promoted to Yuanying, he has been inspirational and penance, who knows that the avenue is ruthless, more than 800 years have passed, and he is still stuck in the early stage of Yuanying, seeing that Shouyuan is getting less and less, so he has to leave an heir.

The woman was killed directly after giving birth, he used all his resources, and it took more than two hundred years to cultivate the Jiaqi to cultivate the Jindan Great Perfection Cultivation, originally thought that after his fall, the Wulian clan should be worry-free, but he didn't expect the Jiaqi to be killed!

The ancestor was extremely angry, not only used the strength of the whole clan to find the murderer, but also asked the Jiuli tribe for help, the whole grassland offered a reward, and even asked the big chief to deduce, but there was no result, only saying that it was not a monk of the Jiuli tribe.

Yao Ze naturally didn't know this, so he stretched out his hand and pushed open the second door, feeling overjoyed.

"Teleportation Circle!"

This room is inlaid with a luminous stone, and there are no facilities around it, except that there is a circular circle on the ground, which is carved with horizontal and vertical stripes, and there are more than thirty small holes around it.

He circled around the circle, and placed a piece of jade slip in the middle of the circle, stretched out his hand to take it, and sure enough, it was marked with the Langyue clan and the Xili clan.

It seems that these two tribes have a good relationship with the Wulian clan, as for what the relationship is, he will not think deeply, his right hand flipped, and he took out another jade slip, and soon cheered.

"Sili!"