"Who's behind them?"

What the old ghost woman asked was exactly what everyone was puzzled about, and she couldn't help but focus her eyes on the face of Feng Jiuling, a real person in the Nine Heavens.

There's a reason for that!

An alliance formed by interests will also collapse because of interests, and the cause is self-preservation, so how can it forcibly restrain itself and make peace without worrying about self-preservation? If there is no superior behind the scenes, if there is no forcible suppression by the superior and there is another attempt, then no one will believe it.

"I don't know. ”

Feng Jiuling shook his head, but he said such an answer that disappointed everyone.

"When he was in Yongzhou and Liangzhou, the old man also noticed some clues, but he couldn't go deeper, every time he explored, the clues would be broken, I am afraid that no one knows except for the top masters in the two states. ”

Feng Jiuling's words suddenly made everyone's hearts sink, which is equivalent to only seeing the move, and if you want to prepare in advance, I am afraid that it is impossible. You can't kill Yongliang and capture the master of the other party's sect, the master of the late Yuan Infant stage, and torture him, right?

Even in the heyday of Qinzhou, it did not have such strength, let alone now it is surrounded by enemies.

What makes a lot of Yuanying real people feel even more distressed is that on the possible enemy of Qinzhou, it is estimated that this mysterious person or mysterious organization will be added.

Being able to suppress the two states and not daring to act rashly can make the Faxiang Sect Yuanying Zhenren headed by Feng Jiuling have nowhere to start, and the strength of the other party can be seen that it is indeed a great enemy.

"But ......"

Feng Jiuling's expression was not very heavy, and he said leisurely: "It's not that there is no good news. ”

"Feng Lao Wei, you just say it directly, don't gasp as if you are panting, and your ears will be depressed. ”

The old ghost woman said angrily.

"Old ghost woman, don't be impatient, and listen to Feng. ”

Feng Jiuling waved his hand absently and continued: "After leaving Yongzhou and Liangzhou, the old man and a group of junior brothers and sisters went to Haizhou, Zhenzhou and other important towns for cultivating immortals, and finally walked around the edge of the land of yellow sand and white grass in the north......

"Wait, Old Monster Feng, you mean, you've arrived in Northern Xinjiang?"

The old ghost woman's expression changed suddenly, as if she would never wake up, her half-closed eyes opened suddenly, her divine light shone, and the drunken old drunkard also sat down and moved the wine gourd off her mouth for the first time.

"Yellow sand and white grass, the northern Xinjiang is barren!"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, and he was also solemn.

The so-called northern Xinjiang is not the territory of a state, but the territory of Kyushu.

There, there is only a piece of yellow sand and white grass, endless barrenness, no water and soil, lack of aura, lack of flowers and trees, it is the most unsuitable place for immortal cultivators to survive in the world of immortal cultivation.

There, since ancient times, it has been the place where the Kyushu immortal cultivators drove away the alien races, and it is the last place where the enemies of all immortal cultivators reproduce and take refuge, and it is another world different from the immortal cultivation world.

Today's human race, strictly speaking, is a race of cultivating immortals, and today's human world is also the world of cultivating immortals.

Hundreds of thousands of years of history, from the wilderness of the primeval past the prosperity of ancient times to the present day, from a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending, to the present when the way of cultivating immortals is dominant, there are endless blood and bones, and there are countless displaced human races that go against the way of cultivating immortals.

They, collectively known as the Aliens!

This difference is the difference between immortals, not people!

The way of cultivating immortals is the way of detachment, and the same is true of ancient and modern foreign ways. There is no superiority in the Tao, and it is enough to transcend the other side, but there is no superiority in the Tao, people have needs, resources are limited, and disputes are inevitable.

Where there is dispute, there is killing, there is blood, there is hatred, there are similarities and differences.

The descendants of the Holy Clan that Zhang Fan saw in the underground immortal cultivation realm, the yellow sand and white grass that moved everyone at this time, and the barren northern frontier, all came in this way.

"Where are you going to do it?"

The drunken Taoist squeezed the wine gourd in his hand, straightened up, and said with a straight face.

It was rare to see him sitting upright, but everyone didn't look at him much, they all stared at Feng Jiuling, knowing that he would not be untargeted, and deliberately talked about it.

"Because the old man got the news from an old friend. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Jiuling paused for a moment before continuing: "North ~ Xinjiang ~ not ~ stable!"

Just four words, he almost burst out from between his teeth, solemn meaning, self-evident.

"What's the unstable method?" the drunken Daoist asked.

"There's a chance they're going south. ”

Feng Jiuling's words were concise and to the point, but it was like a volcanic crater under everyone's seat suddenly erupted, there was silence, and the atmosphere was suddenly suppressed.

"Hahaha~"

At this moment, Candle Jiuxiao suddenly laughed wildly and said, "Great news, when you float a big white!"

"No matter if the sky falls, can we still leave a large number of tigers and wolves here and run to help? Could it be that those alien races can still cross the rich state in the north and not attack, and come all the way to trouble us?"

"Isn't that over! Come quickly, let those guys in the north scratch their heads, and when our Qinzhou relaxes, it's not too late to compete with those aliens. ”

"Brother Feng, where is your wine, don't hide it anymore, take it out. ”

Candle Jiuxiao's words certainly seemed extremely selfish, and he didn't even pay attention to the importance of cultivating immortals, which was indeed a very realistic thing.

If the alien races in northern Xinjiang are dispatched at this time, it will be a struggle between Taoism and survival, and at that time, the forces hidden in the shadows and peeping at the Qinzhou side will have to be considered.

Anyway, such a thing should not be considered by the hot and precarious Qinzhou.

The reaction of everyone was just because they were shocked by the countless blood and bones that had been deposited in their memories and recorded in the classics and the countless battles between different races, and they forgot for a while.

"Well, that's good news!"

"Let them fight, Feng Lao Wei can find out that the old monsters in the northern states are not blind, I'm afraid they don't have the leisure to take care of my Qinzhou's affairs, it is worth a big deal." ”

The drunken Taoist slammed the gourd in his hand, took out a wine jar from the Qiankun bag, and checked it in his hand, his face was full of reluctance, and he gritted his teeth before continuing; "This is the spirit wine brewed by the old drunk me, named 'Drunken Life and Dream Death', and today I was bleeding heavily, and I took it out for everyone to taste and taste." ”

As he spoke, he slapped his hand, and the wine jar suddenly shattered, and the rich aroma of wine and viscous liquor were suspended in the air.

"Go!"

With a finger in the hand of the drunken Taoist, the drunken dream turned into seventeen copies and flew in front of the individual.

This bit of spirit wine was divided into seventeen, and there was not much left in front of everyone, and they were all swallowed in one gulp.

"Good!"

As soon as the wine was in its mouth, everyone fell silent, and after a while, they all cheered.

Drunk and dreaming of death, it is really a good name, as soon as the wine is entered, if you are immersed in a dream, the ups and downs of the past, vividly, with endless satisfaction in the amazement.

Among the crowd, the drunken Daoist drank the fastest, and the regret on his face was the strongest, as if he couldn't drink much of this wine himself, just looking at the bitterness on his face, even if he didn't drink enough, it was not easy to ask for it.

With a sigh, the drunken Daoist spoke: "Brother Feng brought half of the good news, what are we doing...... That's it, it's still an old centipede!"

The three major scattered cultivators such as the drunken Dao people, due to the geographical convenience, went to the 100,000 mountains with the Heavenly Centipede Zhenren of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

100,000 mountains, adjacent to Qinzhou, located in the south of Qinzhou, there are endless undulating mountains, endless dense forests, countless secrets, countless demon beasts hiding in the middle, it is a forbidden place for human beings, even if the cultivators are not enough, if they can enter it, they are also nine deaths.

These 100,000 mountains, precisely because of their geographical advantages, maintain their own strength while being adjacent to Qinzhou, most of which are the world of shape-shifting demons.

That's all Zhang Fan knows, after all, it's a mysterious place he's never set foot in, and now listening to the tone of the drunken Daoist, it seems that there is something he doesn't know.

"Old centipede, but what's the moth with those stinking corpses?"

The old ghost woman's face was gloomy, as if she was very disgusted with the people she was referring to, and there was no lack of jealousy.

"Corpse stench?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and said in confusion: "Ku Lao, do you know their roots?"

The Yuanying real people in the field are mostly monsters of the older generation, and they have long been the high-level of Qinzhou, and they are naturally clear about this, even if the new generation of Yuanying real people such as Nangong Hopeless, etc., have also been in Qinzhou for hundreds of years, these things are more or less known.

Only Zhang Fan, when he was in Qinzhou a hundred years ago, was just a low-level monk, and today, a hundred years later, he suddenly ascended to a high position, but there are still many things that he does not understand.

He is also unique in this situation, so everyone subconsciously ignores the past.

Zhang Fan has such a living dictionary of bitter people by his side, and he also saves the trouble of asking others.

The bitter Taoist really knew, but this time he did not ridicule or habitually sell Guan Zi, but sighed: "Corpse Abandonment Sect? Are they going to make a comeback?"

Immediately afterwards, he told a general account of the things about this sect.

The more he listened, the more heavy Zhang Fan's expression became, but he didn't expect that the origin of this corpse abandoned sect was far greater than he imagined.

The reason why the ascetic people know about this sect is because this corpse abandoned sect was originally a large local sect in Qinzhou in ancient times, and it can even be said to be a unique existence.

They take corpse refining as the foundation of their cultivation, and all supernatural power exercises are based on the corpse path, which is very different from the current method of cultivating immortals, especially the path that does not focus on the spiritual root, but focuses on others.

As for what kind of bitter Taoist person it is, I don't know very well, I only know that in ancient times, the corpse abandonment sect was really strong for a while.

Because the cultivation method of this sect is inseparable from all kinds of corpses, so when the ancient times were destroyed, even if they suffered great losses, they did not migrate to the underground immortal cultivation realm with other monks in Qinzhou, or avoided overseas, but continued to entrench in Qinzhou.

Originally, they really let them resist it, and if everything went well, it wouldn't take thousands of years to regain the strength of their heyday.

I never thought that it was at this time that the emerging forces led by the Fa Xiangzong suddenly attacked, and they didn't know how to join forces, but they gathered all their forces and almost wiped out the corpse of the sect.

In the end, some of the remaining strength of this corpse abandoned sect fled into the 100,000 mountains, relying on the relationship with the transformation demon and the geographical advantage, to survive to this day.

In the past tens of thousands of years, there have been traces from time to time, and now listening to the tone of the drunken Taoist, it seems that he is about to make a comeback.

"It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight......"

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt that the future would be incomparably exciting!

In just a few words explained by the bitter Taoist, everyone's eyes had already focused on the face of the real person, and the old ghost woman couldn't wait to urge: "Old centipede, you are talking! What have you found?"

Under the eyes of everyone, Tian Xuan Zhenren opened his sleepy eyes that seemed to be forever refreshed, and said slowly: "We didn't find anything. ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Fan looked at him strangely, but saw him continue: "Calm, calm, under the guidance of the Xinglan Fairy and the Trapped Ancestor, we walked around a lot in the 100,000 mountains, and finally went too deep, and almost fought with those shape-shifting demons, but we still didn't find anything, even the demon beasts are very rare!"

"It's quiet!"

Tian Wu Zhenren said a lot of rare words, and after finishing speaking, he didn't mean to comment, but fell silent, as if he was thinking about something to himself.

There is no need for him to say more, when they hear the words "very quiet", everyone already understands what he means.

In this case, nothing was found, which is the biggest discovery!

At a time when Qinzhou's close neighbors and great enemies are in a predicament, even if they are not ready to move, they should at least strengthen their vigilance, right? The calmer it is, the more abnormal it becomes, and they have not said anything, but they have already said everything.

"Corpse Abandonment Sect! It must be Corpse Abandonment Sect!"

"If it weren't for them making trouble behind their backs, there wouldn't be so many twists and turns with those demon beasts. ”

The old ghost woman gritted her teeth and said, when she mentioned the word corpse abandonment sect, she became more and more eager to eat its flesh.

"What's wrong with her?"

As soon as a question arose in Zhang Fan's heart, Candle Jiuxiao seemed to know what he was thinking, and his divine sense said: "This old ghost woman, when she was young, she crossed the 100,000 mountains with her Taoist companion and old skeleton, and it is said that she also had a dispute with the master of the Corpse Abandonment Sect, and she suffered a little loss!"

"This old ghost woman's heart and eyes are like the tip of a needle, don't you hold a grudge until now!"

Candle Jiuxiao's tone, how to listen to it, how to gloat, looks like he can't wait to snicker.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but wonder, although he knew that it must not be so simple, looking at the old ghost woman's appearance, it was really interesting.

"Don't talk about it, the soldiers will just block the water and cover the earth, the old ghost woman has replaced you, how about overseas?"

Feng Jiuling said at the right time.

"How? Not really. ”

The old ghost woman rolled her eyes and said: "We have seen the nine-headed old monster, the lord of the wind and sea, but he is squeaky and squeaky, pushing back and forth, there is no accurate word, it is depressing." ”

The so-called nine-headed old monster, Zhang Fan has heard of it, it is one of the lords of the eyes of the seven seas, the overlord of the wind and sea closest to Qinzhou, the body is a nine-headed sea snake, a big demon in shape, a generation of powerhouses!

The meaning of this person basically represents the decision of the strongest overseas forces near Qinzhou, and now it seems that it is not too good.

"He wants to see the wind!"

Candle Jiuxiao sighed and said helplessly.

"That's it, anyway, let's destroy one, that's it, it's useless to talk more. ”

"Let's kill someone!"

Standing up, the old ghost woman tightly pinched a flag in her hand, and her tone was full of murderous intent.

(To be continued)