069 Epilogue (Blue Plus on the Grey Rain for Book Friends)

"Huh...... Who......"

In the middle of the mountains and forests, a white fox with soft fur is fleeing from the panic.

It was agile and agile, shuttling back and forth among the trees and grasses, always avoiding the sharp minions behind it at the last moment.

But Rao was like this, and the long escape had almost exhausted its remaining strength, and there was even more deep tiredness in a pair of eyes that were like wisdom.

The three wolves roared in a low voice and rounded up frantically from all sides.

If they have wisdom, I am afraid that they will also wonder about the difficulty of their prey this time, obviously in the past, they were easy to catch foxes, how can they become like essences today?

"Master, are we going in the wrong direction?"

In the distance, the voice of a young man full of energy came.

Although he addressed the master, there was no respect in his tone, but he was lazy: "You should go north as I said, only by going north can you get out of this mountain!"

"I'm just going north!"

An old man's treacherous voice sounded: "It's all to blame on that monkey, it's all the terrain here, and my head is messed up." ”

"Master, it's better to be quiet. ”

The young man's voice was anxious, and he said, "If it hears it, I'm afraid that our master and apprentice won't be enough for it to fill in the gaps!"

"Also, let's go south, okay?"

"Apprentice, you're too cowardly. ”

The old man's disdainful voice sounded, but his voice was still slightly lowered: "And you look up to the two of us too much, do you think that the existence of that realm cares what we say?"

"Not necessarily. ”

The young man retorted: "If it were those Daoji masters, they would naturally not take us seriously, but that demon monkey is not like a reasonable existence. ”

“......”

It seemed that the young man's words could not be refuted, and the old man's voice was also stunned, and then he suddenly shouted angrily: "This is the direction to the south? ”

"I'm really convinced!"

The young man walking in the mountains and forests sat down and said to the old man in front of him, "How can you say that you are also a person who cultivates the Fa, is it so difficult to identify a direction?"

"Who said that a person who cultivates the Dharma will be able to recognize the mountain path?"

The old man was leaning on a cane like a bamboo pole, and he slapped the mountain rock under his feet, and said, "Besides, the aura around here is chaotic, how can it be so easy to distinguish east, west, north and south?"

"Shh......h

The young man suddenly raised his ears, pointed to his lips, and stopped the old man's nagging: "Listen, there is movement." ”

He tilted his head slightly, and listened intently.

"A few wild wolves are hunting. ”

The old man rolled his eyes and said with a bored expression: "What's so strange, and look at it as a teacher's spell and scare them back." ”

After speaking, he wanted to pinch the mantra and urge the mana.

"Huh!"

At this moment, a white shadow pierced through the dense forest, turned into a graceful arc, and landed right in front of the young man.

The white fox's body trembled on the ground, and its satin-like fur kept swaying.

"This fox is good,"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand to throw out a few spiritual lights, and blasted the three wild wolves away: "It should be some kind of spiritual fruit that I have eaten, my body is pure, there are no impurities, I am afraid that it can be sold for a good price in the hands of some female cultivators." ”

"Really?"

The young man bent down to lift the white fox, only to find that its limbs were already bloody because of the running effort: "It is injured." ”

As he spoke, his eyes turned and he touched the pair of eyes that were full of pity, and his heart was soft: "Forget it, heal its injuries first, and talk about it later." ”

"You need to do this, and the old man doesn't have the patience to do it. ”

The old man immediately turned around and left his back to the young man: "But if you sell it for a good price, you need to share half of it." ”

"Heh......"

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, he rolled his eyes speechlessly, took the healing medicine from the chain on his side, and carefully applied it to the wound of the white fox.

After a while, an old man and a young man plus a white fox embarked on the road out of the mountain again.

"Are you sure you want to go this way this time?"

"Sure!"

"I hope you didn't make the wrong choice, otherwise we wouldn't have thought about going out this month......"

............

Cool country, Black Wind Mountains.

Here miasma, yin qi accumulation, thousands of strange branches are clustered, thousands of years of life is rare.

Even if most of the people of Liangguo are mountain people and are good at climbing mountains and mountains, no one dares to live here.

But in the depths of this mountain, under the earth, there is a magnificent palace!

This is the heart of the Demon Gate.

"Hoo ......"

The yin wind swirled, passing through the miasma, passing through the guarding formations everywhere, and finally two figures appeared in a large hall.

These two people are Li Miaoyuan, the sect leader of the Yin Luo Sect, and Zhu Ziyu, a rare cultivation genius in a thousand years.

At this time, the faces of both of them were extremely ugly.

Zhu Ziyu's body trembled, his breath was weak, and Li Miaoyuan's face was even pale, as terrifying as a dead corpse.

"Unthinkable ......"

Li Miaoyuan staggered to the side of the main seat in the middle of the main hall, twisted his body and sat down.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her eyes looked at Zhu Ziyu below with complicated eyes, and said, "I didn't expect you to have that kind of strange thing on you......"

"Master atonement. ”

Zhu Ziyu's knees were weak, and he already knelt on the ground: "Ziyu is greedy and deceived his master, it really shouldn't be!"

"That's it!"

Li Miaoyuan snorted coldly: "Selfishness, who doesn't have it? If you get something, it's strange to hand it over." ”

"And you can pull me at that time regardless of your own danger, and you are satisfied to have this heart as a teacher. ”

At that time, the two fell into the water and escaped, but they were still chased and killed by Sun Heng's golden ape.

Seeing that it was a certain death, Zhu Ziyu suddenly took out a half-cut hosta, and with the help of the magical power of the hosta, they escaped.

The situation at that time, looking back now, is still thrilling.

"Master ......"

Zhu Ziyu raised his head, looked at Li Miaoyuan, flipped his hands, and an ancient clumsy small tripod had already appeared in his palm: "Here is the apprentice, there is another thing." ”

"Huh?"

Li Miaoyuan's eyes were raised, and then he said with a smile: "Soul Chasing Daoist's spell soul lock whip?"

"Not bad!"

Zhu Ziyu nodded: "Anyone who is whipped by the soul lock, as long as it is an ownerless thing, can be controlled in a short time." At that time, the situation was chaotic, but no one noticed the demon pill in it. ”

In her hand, it was the Winged Snake Demon Pill!

"Master, the injuries on your body will definitely be restored with the help of this demon pill, and you may be able to cultivate to the next level!"

“......”

Li Miaoyuan sat upright in the middle, looking at the demon pill in the ding with complicated eyes.

After a long time, he sighed faintly, shook his head and said, "Although the demon pill is good, it is not beneficial to the injuries on my body. ”

"It's ......"

She raised her head slightly and looked at Zhu Ziyu: "This thing is of great use to you!"

............

The capital, the imperial palace, the residence of the prince.

"Your Highness. ”

An old man in a Taoist robe stood in the hall with his hands in his hands, and said in a heavy voice: "The fire dragon boy is seriously injured and has already gone!"

"Mingyang's predecessors, Shi Wuxie, and Canglang Yushi died in Yumen Mountain, and now only the whale killer escaped, but he was also seriously injured and his strength was greatly damaged. ”

"Sun Heng!"

Zhou Xuan, the prince of Dayong, who was dressed in a reckless dragon robe, sat on the spot, his eyes were full of light, and his breath was strong, and he was not left behind in the face of this old man of Daoji.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he paused for a long time before he spoke leisurely: "If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, the immortal gate is about to open, and we can't destroy the city wall by ourselves." ”

"After ten years, the passage through the upper realm, all those who owe us must be repaid!"

"Whether it's the Demon Gate, Da Liang, or this Sun Heng!"

Heavy reverberations lingered in this palace.