The drunken maniac was dressed in crumpled clothes, wearing a gray cloth and a tattered hat, and his face was flushed and drunk. Vertices are updated the fastest

Gu Songzi glared at the drunkard and said, "Old drunkard, have you been around for a long time, and you haven't made a move, deliberately watching the old man's jokes?"

"Don't you claim to have no grass within ten miles? I just want to see if your methods have become more powerful over the years. It's a pity that it's a big disappointment. ”

The drunken maniac touched his beard, laughed mercilessly, and at the same time, hiccuped, and the smell of alcohol on his body was even stronger.

"The old man's most powerful method is to use poison, but he is not afraid of poison, what can he do?" Gu Songzi's eyes were staring out of his sockets, thinking that the drunken maniac was stirring up trouble.

If it weren't for the black figure still on the side, Gu Songzi would have used the poison to put the drunkard down first.

Just as the two old fellows were arguing, the black figure fled into the forest like an arrow off the string. Obviously, he was aware that the cultivation of the drunken maniac was extremely profound, and it was not something he could defeat.

You can only escape.

"Leave it to me. ”

The drunken maniac put down the flask, and his momentum changed, and suddenly, the whole forest shook slightly, and the leaves kept falling.

In the forest, the remnants of the remnants left over from the Middle Ages were all activated, forming pillars of light that rushed straight to the sky.

"Hmmm. ”

The drunken maniac just moved, and he had already chased behind the black figure, and pressed down with one palm. This move is not to kill him, but to capture him alive.

"Dingding. ”?

A wind chime flew out, spun rapidly, grew bigger and bigger, and when it touched the palm of the drunken maniac, it exploded.

"Boom. “

After the wind chimes shattered, an earth-shattering destructive force poured out, destroying a large area of woods and turning into scorched earth, and even the remnants of the array were torn apart.

Fortunately, the person who shot it was a drunken maniac, and if he was another saint, he would definitely die.

"With your strength, the old man can't catch you?"

The drunken maniac was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, feeling very embarrassed, with his cultivation, he would actually miss, so he shot again and grabbed it.

The black figure kept hitting wind chimes one after another, bursting open, blocking the drunken maniac.

It's a pity that the gap in cultivation is too big, and any resistance is futile, and the drunken maniac smashed ten wind chimes in a row, and finally suppressed the black figure under the palm print.

The black figure's hands supported a large handprint dozens of feet long hanging above his head, his legs kept bending, and with a bang, he knelt in the forest.

"Say, what is the origin of the so-called dead clan? What secrets are hidden in the depths of Xianji Mountain?" the drunken maniac's expression was very serious, and there was a chill in his eyes.

"Whoa. ”

The black figure just laughed and didn't say anything.

The drunken maniac said: "The old man once swore that he would never kill again. However, the dead air on your body is too heavy, and you don't look like a living being? Believe it or not, today, the old man beat you to the ground?"

"Kill if you want to kill, why bother so much nonsense. "The black figure was unafraid.

Suddenly, a violent cold wind blew in the forest, blowing the towering ancient trees uprooted, and the boulders, dirt, and leaves all flew in the air, as if the earth was about to roll up.

The sky was dark, and the temperature in the air dropped rapidly.

Between heaven and earth, all kinds of strange sounds sounded, some like children crying, some like ghosts wailing, and some like the sound of fighting on the battlefield......

Zhang Ruochen's heart moved, thinking of the finger bone that escaped from the bottom of the Taoist temple, his face changed suddenly, and he reminded the drunken maniac: "Be careful, there is a peerless murder coming nearby......

A somber laugh erupted from the black figure's mouth.

I saw that a large black shadow rushed out of the forest, densely packed and innumerable, like a yin army rushing out of the underworld.

The death evil qi carried on their bodies was many times stronger than the death evil qi on the black figure, which made the drunkard feel the danger, and quickly withdrew his palms and retreated backwards rapidly.

"What's that?"

Every step that the drunken maniac takes is a distance of miles, and he doesn't want to be stained by black shadows.

However, those black shadows did not intend to let him go, and the speed of the chase became faster, wanting to devour the drunken maniac.

"Three-leaf nine-life flowers. ”

The drunken maniac took out a jade three-leaf flower, held it in the palm of his hand, and mobilized the holy qi to inject it into it. Immediately, nine circles of cyan holy light emerged from the three-leaf nine-life flower, and poured out, nine layers in a row, like water waves.

The black shadow chasing behind, as soon as it came into contact with the cyan holy light, let out a miserable scream, and they broke down one after another, turning into wisps of black smoke.

The light emitted by the Sanye Nine Flowers is quite bright, and the Holy Dao aura formed is also very strong, even if you stand thousands of miles away, you will feel dazzling.

In the depths of Xianji Mountain, a sharp sound came out, shaking the mountains.

Hearing that voice, the remaining black shadow, grabbing the black figure kneeling on the ground, turned into a black hurricane, and rushed towards the depths of Xianji Mountain.

The lead clouds in the sky also dissipated.

The drunken maniac did not chase after him, his eyes looked at the depths of Xianji Mountain, revealing a contemplative expression. Just now, that sharp voice was so terrifying that it shook his holy soul almost out of his body, as if it was warning him.

"What kind of existence is it?" said the drunken maniac to himself.

"In the depths of Xianji Mountain, there is a rather terrifying big secret, which we can't provoke. However, in the Middle Ages, there was the power of the human race, which left a forbidden means to prevent them from getting out of Xianji Mountain, and now I am not afraid of them. Gu Songzi said.

The drunken maniac asked, "You have been in Xianji Mountain for hundreds of years, you must know a lot of things, tell me quickly." ”?“ Who do you think you are? Of course, if you can give me the Three Leaves and Nine Flowers, I can still tell you something. Gu Songzi smiled predictively.

The drunken maniac blew his beard and glared, and said, "The old man went through nine deaths and a lifetime in the Yin and Yang Sea before bringing out the Three Leaves and Nine Life Flowers, you actually want to? Are you dreaming?"

"If you don't give it, forget it, who is rare? However, Xianji Mountain does not welcome you, you had better leave immediately, otherwise the old man can only use some means to drive you away. ”

Gu Songzi said coldly, not like he was joking.

Then, with his hands behind his back, Gu Songzi walked towards the forest. When he walked to Zhang Ruochen's side, he lost a sentence, "If you want to continue the three pulses, just keep up." ”

Qingmo helped Zhang Ruochen up, winked at the drunken maniac, and followed.

The drunken maniac was slightly stunned, and roared at Gu Songzi's back: "Dry old monster, what do you mean? If it wasn't for the old man's action just now, you would have been killed, do you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge so quickly?"

Zhang Ruochen, who was following behind Gu Songzi, had a strange look flashing in his eyes.

Why did the drunken maniac call Gu Songzi "withered old monster", isn't Gu Songzi his real name?

As a Dan Dao Holy Master, he must be a big man who is famous all over the world.

Zhang Ruochen carefully analyzed and pondered, suddenly, his face was slightly stunned, and he secretly said in his heart: "Gu Songzi can't be the poisonous Dao Saint Master of the Demon Sect back then, right?"

Eight hundred years ago, Zhang Ruochen had heard the name of the dry boy, half a generation higher than him.

When Zhang Ruochen was sixteen years old, the dry boy was in his thirties at the time, and he was already famous all over the world, known as the world's No. 1 Dan Dao genius.

Eight hundred years later, Zhang Ruochen read a lot of classics about those people back then, among them, when he checked the chapter of the decisive battle between the Demon Emperor and the heroine Chi Yao, he accidentally saw a record about the dry son.

It is recorded in the classics that five hundred years ago, the dry boy was known as the "Poison Dao Holy Master" and became an elder of the Demon Sect.

After the great battle between the imperial court and the Demon Sect, the masters of the Demon Sect were almost killed and wounded, and there was no record of the dry boy, Zhang Ruochen only thought that he had died in that battle.

Originally, Zhang Ruochen was a little suspicious that the drunken maniac was once a member of the Demon Sect, and when he heard him call Gu Songzi a "withered old monster", he naturally thought of the withered man.

"Gu Songzi, withered boy, can't it really be the same person, right? If Gu Songzi is an elder of the Demon Sect, why doesn't he stay at the main altar of the Demon Sect, but live in seclusion in the dangerous Xianji Mountain? Is he living in seclusion, or is he hiding from something?"

Zhang Ruochen's heart was full of questions, and he suddenly discovered that Gu Songzi was also a person with a very good story.

Gu Songzi took Zhang Ruochen and Qingmo to a white mist and confused forest, the trees in the forest are very huge, and some ancient trees, I don't know how many years they have grown, stand on the ground, like mountain peaks.

There are some ruins among the weeds among the trees, it can be seen that this place was once very glorious, it is very likely to be the former site of the Xianji Sect, in 100,000 years ago, I am afraid that there were tens of thousands of sect disciples here to practice, alchemy, and comprehend the holy way, but unfortunately now it has become extremely desolate, and even the stone steps that used to be are covered with moss.

Zhang Ruochen whispered to Qingmo: "Be careful, follow the footsteps of Gu Songzi, and don't step on the wrong step." There are many ancient remnants here, and if you are not careful, you may not encounter a great danger. ”

Gu Songzi took Zhang Ruochen and Qingmo to the bottom of a spiritual mountain.

"Boom. ”

On the cliff wall of Lingshan, there is a spiritual spring flowing out, and at the bottom of the mountain, it gathers into a cyan lakeside, emitting ethereal and hazy smoke.

The shores of the lake are filled with all kinds of precious elixirs, some are medicinal herbs, some are colorful medicinal flowers, and some are spiritual fruits that exude a charming fragrance.

The scenery here is beautiful, full of aura, quiet and peaceful, compared with other places in Xianji Mountain, it is like a holy place of immortals.

"This place used to be the largest cultivation spiritual ground in the outer gate of the Immortal Machine Sect, and even now, the underground Spirit Gathering Great Array is still operating. Gu Songzi said.

Qingmo put Zhang Ruochen down and let him sit by the lake to rest.

Gu Songzi stared into the distance and snorted coldly: "That old drunkard didn't even leave Xianji Mountain, and sneaked over here, really when the old man can't clean him up?"

The ancient pine nuts released their spiritual power, turned into dozens of light shuttles, flew into the forest, and hit the ground.

"Boom. ”

The ancient remnants of the forest were all activated and activated, sealing off that area, and no living creature could even think of breaking into this place.

Zhang Ruochen's eyelids raised and said, "The senior and the drunkard don't seem to have a big hatred, why should they keep him out of the door, can't they sit down and have a good talk?"

Gu Songzi didn't have a good face for Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Who told you that you don't have a big hatred? If you want to heal, you shouldn't ask so many questions that shouldn't be asked." ”

Obviously, Gu Songzi didn't want to continue talking about this issue, and said, "Now, you take out the Thousand Leaf Holy Core Grass and put it into the Spirit Lake. ”