Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 314
Hearing this, Fei Teng raised his hand slowly and said weakly: "Brother, save..."

However, before he finished speaking, he sank a little bit.

Cao Wei on the nine-story green platform couldn't help standing up, looking at the half of the middle finger that was only exposed on the sea.

Seeing this, he sighed: "Brother, little brother can't do anything, just ask yourself for blessings!"

As soon as the words fell, the surface of the sea suddenly surged violently, and three stone statues with a height of several hundred feet rose slowly.

The stone statue looks like a human face and a bird body, with green snakes hanging from its ears and double dragons on its feet. Belly, motionless.

Zhenjun Wanhua walked slowly to Cao Wei's side and said:
"This is the statue of Xuanming, which was obtained by Patriarch Qingxia when he traveled far to the North Sea. This statue was supposed to be a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, but now the Shenyun Dao is incomplete, and its power is almost lost. But even so, it is my Nascent Soul , a rare spiritual treasure for Jindan monks. Now the three statues of Xuanming have been stored in the sea for more than [-] years, and they can barely be regarded as recovering a little or two of their magical powers. This is enough to kill any big monks who come. Once used, the foundation is gone, and other forces will not give me time to recuperate. This is one of the sect's biggest reliance..."

"Why did the uncle tell the disciples these things?" Cao Wei glanced sideways and asked unhurriedly.

Upon hearing this, Zhenjun Wanhua smiled and said, "Since you call yourself a disciple, why do you ask knowingly? The reason why I am telling you now is to save you from worrying so much. Our Qingxia Sect is not just letting others make trouble. flat existence."

"What about the other sects?" Cao Wei asked.

"In the Hehuan Sect, it should be the Heavenly Demon White Bone Mirror. Nearly 7000 years ago, an ancient cave mansion located in a crack in space happened to fall in the middle of a hundred thousand mountains, and a cunning beast comparable to a great monk broke out of the forbidden, so this time Jing had no choice but to appear in this world once and seriously injured this beast. Hundreds of years later, Yunfu Sect was at the time of Yuanying's dynasties, and they were forced to use Wuji Hualeishan Town to kill a drum roar. We are very lucky , Nascent Soul has never passed away, and has been accumulating strength to this day."

Speaking of this, Zhenjun Wanhua said slowly: "Of course the three sects we are waiting for are an offensive and defensive alliance, but because of a sudden incident, Zhenjun Yuancai, the second generation ancestor of the sect, happened to be traveling in the Eastern Wasteland. I couldn't make it back in time, alas!"

Hearing this, Cao Wei looked a little weird, as if hesitating to speak.

Seeing this, Zhenjun Wanhua stared at him, and Yin Sheng said: "If you say you didn't come back, you just didn't. Whether it was once or twice, it's just a coincidence. Do you understand?"

"Understood, this disciple understands very well!" Cao Wei laughed.

"That's right, the "Jumang Wood Nerve" that you are practicing now is still obtained by his old man beheading a seriously injured Qingmu Ying in the Nascent Soul Realm. This matter is clearly and plainly recorded in In the history books of the sect, there are black and white words, so it cannot be fake!" Zhenjun Wanhua said in a deep voice.

"What kind of unofficial history is there?" Cao Wei asked with a smile.

"Regarding this matter, I have heard Master mention it. Of course, the old man also heard it. The green wood eagle seems to have been dead for a long time, and it doesn't look like it was just beheaded." Zhenjun Wanhua said.

"The rumors are really not true!" Cao Wei said with a nod.

As soon as the words fell, the two suddenly looked at each other and laughed.

Zhenjun Wanhua pointed at Cao Wei, shook his head and said lightly: "You, you, are you more at ease now?"

"Thank you uncle!" Cao Wei bowed and said.

After saying that, he thought about it for a few breaths, and asked, "What about those cultivators who transform spirits?"

A cultivator who transforms the spirit is a person who has comprehended the existence of the way of space. Although he is only scratching the surface, it is already beyond the reach of ordinary means.

However, most of the energy of these old guys is spent on finding the passage of the reverse spirit, and even clearing up the remnants of the Great Desolation is just a matter of convenience, without great benefits, they will not do it.

The cultivators of all ethnic groups are very restrained to a certain extent, and almost never face each other with life and death.

Of course, except for the ancestor of the Kui clan, this one would go to trouble the ancestor of the Fudou clan every once in a while, and never tire of it, as if if you don't kill me, I will kill you.

In the past 500 years, the two sides have played against each other five or six times.

For this situation, other cultivators of the same level as God Transformation did not want to participate.

After all, the ancestor Suanni once wanted to fish in troubled waters, and a fisherman made a profit. In the end, he was hunted down by both parties for decades, and he lost all face.

However, I heard that at that time, the three Huashen Patriarchs including Human Race Youchan also wanted to have an oriole behind them, and then it became a three-three battle and a confrontational situation.

It's just that in this war, many small clans that had just started to improve were directly dispersed, and even a few big monks were involved in the battlefield for no reason and died suddenly.

And after hearing Cao Wei's words, True Monarch Wanhua patted the other person's shoulder lightly, and said slowly: "You are tired, go back to sleep, there is everything in the dream."

"Disciple leave!" Cao Wei chuckled, then turned and walked down the ninth floor of the green platform.

Halfway through the walk, he suddenly turned his head and asked: "Master Uncle, I heard that Junior Sister Leng is now in the blessed land, which spiritual mountain is she?"

Hearing this, Zhenjun Wanhua was condescending, with a sneer on his face.

"Qiu Chan has a pure heart, you kid, don't try to trick her!"

"How could it be, I just came out of the care between brothers and sisters of the same school!" Cao Wei said with a straight face.

Zhenjun Wanhua nodded his head lightly, and then said with a smile on his face: "Get out of here, old man! You kid's last junior sister has a big belly! Believe it or not, this old man is calling Zuoqiu directly now, let Did he come to talk to you?"

"That's unnecessary! Now Master Zuo has gone somewhere, maybe he just happened to have something important to do, if he is called back, wouldn't it be delaying his old man!" Cao Wei shook his head hastily.

Seeing this, Zhenjun Wanhua flicked his sleeves and said lightly: "Go!"

As soon as the words fell, his whole body floated up, turning into a gust of breeze.

And the next moment, a ball of light resembling a sun suddenly appeared in the sky above the blessed land, and a figure could be seen sitting cross-legged in it.

Cao Wei urged his spiritual sense to perceive the location, but as soon as he got close, the ray of divine sense was burned and dissipated without a trace.

Seeing this, he stopped making any movements and flew straight out of Bihai blessed land.

Afterwards, Cao Wei went to Baihua Valley to listen to the fetal movement, and checked the future granary of the unborn child, so he felt relieved.

After staying for a short time, Cao Wei, who was a little restless, was driven out of the valley by Gongsun Chu.

After leaving Baihua Valley, he wandered all the way, first went to the main hall of the main peak, watching the head master Ming You and Xing Di's two uncles fighting back and forth in the Baiyu Square.

Seeing the shattered white jade bricks in the square again, he hastily turned around and left to avoid being blackmailed.

Although these jade stones are only low-level spiritual materials, the price is one of the three major puzzles recognized by the Qingxia Sect.

Sometimes it takes forty or fifty middle-grade spirit stones to repair all of them, but sometimes it takes as many as one or two hundred top-grade spirit stones.

Many Jindan monks in the Zongmen were tricked by real Mingyou because of this, and there was only a little salary left in the end, which naturally included Cao Wei.

After leaving the main hall, he turned his head and went to the array hall. It happened that the master of the hall, Bai Wenhuai, was in the study of the side hall, dealing with the affairs accumulated in the past half month.

As soon as this person saw Cao Wei, he threw away the spirit pen, picked up the wine gourd on the table, walked over, and sat down on the brocade couch.

"De Cao, are you interested in taking over the palace master?" Bai Wenhuai sighed.

"I, Cao, don't know formation!" Cao Wei sighed.

Upon hearing this, Bai Wenhuai glanced out of the corner of his eye, and passed the wine gourd over: "If you don't understand, there are not many people in the sect who understand."

"Brother Wen Huai, I can't even understand what you said!" Cao Wei laughed.

After saying that, he took the wine gourd, took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped the mouth of the gourd. He was about to take a sip, but he hesitated!

"What a bad habit, if you don't drink, you don't have to force it!" Bai Wenhuai snatched the wine gourd.

As soon as the words fell, Cao Wei took out a pot of spirit wine from the Qingling Ring, and sighed: "It's a pity that brother Wenhuai is not a beauty, otherwise I can barely drink with you!"

"That's why I'm sorry!" Bai Wenhuai shouted loudly.

"Brother Wenhuai, don't feel ashamed!" Cao Wei laughed.

The two drank for more than half an hour, and then went to the nearby Sutra Pavilion together, and dragged out Dingcheng Zhenren who was reading a book, and the three of them went to the Foreign Affairs Hall and brought Mingguang Daoist with them.

All of a sudden, the four of them staggered to the alchemy hall, and Xu Yingxuan followed without saying a word.

Then they turned to the Artifact Hall and forcibly took away Tao Zheng who was teaching the art of refining artefacts, leaving only the many Foundation Establishment disciples with blank faces.

As for Gongsun Chu in the Hall of Talismans.

Under the teasing eyes of everyone, Cao Wei had no choice but to explain that the other party is now pregnant, and he is a woman, so there is no need to go there.

And Lu Yunzai of the Zhidian Temple is now in the late stage of retreating and breaking through the golden core, and has no time to hang out with them, the younger generation of golden core monks.

A group of people ride auspicious clouds, drink and have fun, play swords and sing, and go all the way from the sect to the secular direction.

Along the way, once he sensed that there was a ghostly spirit hidden below, he waved his hand casually, and saw a green snake coming out of his sleeve, and the sword light had already killed the ghosts and ghosts.

In addition, there are some evil cultivators in the Qi refining period who have suffered sudden disasters, and some are using mortal sacrifices to refine magic weapons of evil sects, and before they can react, they are decapitated!

Everyone succeeded and disappeared without a trace.

When they flew to the border of Wei State, Ming Guang and Ding Cheng saw that Xiang Yun was still going straight towards He Huan Sect, and most of the alcohol in their bodies woke up suddenly.

The expressions of Cao Wei, Tao Zheng, Bai Wenhuai, and Xu Yingyu became more and more excited.

When they arrived at the edge of Shiwan Dashan, Xu Yingxuan was the first to leave, and he didn't know which family he went to find Biyu.

Not long after that, Tao Zheng and Bai Wenhuai also left one after another after flying more than [-] li away, taking Ming Guang with them, and Ding Cheng.

As for Cao Wei, he turned around and turned back, came to the sky above the Confused Heart Valley, and floated down.

In the mountain forest, I saw a Kunxiu dressed in white, with a flower basket in his arm, picking off a light red spiritual flower along the way, putting it in his nose and sniffing lightly, with a Tao Ran expression on his face. color.

When he sensed that someone was coming, the other party put the spirit flower in the basket, pulled a strand of black silk behind his ear with his fingers, and said with a light smile, "Which one is here? It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Cao, why not?" Looking for junior sister, but came here instead?"

"As the saying goes, it is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Cao is here to fulfill the promise of the past!" Cao Wei took a step forward, took off a flower and stuck it on the other side's black hair.

I saw Nangong Ping caressing the flower gently, and said with a smile: "Cao Daoyou, sometimes you miss it, but it's gone! But as the saying goes, the prodigal son will not change his money when he turns back, and the concubine can give you a chance, it depends on your hands. Can you hold it?"

After saying that, she walked forward.

Cao Wei chuckled, and sighed: "Fellow Daoist has a broad mind, it seems that Cao is still a little bit unsure!"

Nangong Ping tapped Cao Wei's nose lightly with one finger, and said with a chuckle, "You are straightforward, but don't you feel that this move is a bit Meng Lang?"

"Does fellow daoist give it or not?" Cao Wei laughed.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ping threw away the flower basket she was holding and said lightly, "Then do you want it or not!"

"Cao just wants to compete with fellow Taoists and appreciate the beauty of "Heavenly Demon Secret"!" Cao Wei said unhurriedly.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ping took a step back, adjusted her clothes halfway, and said:

"This method is just derived from the seven emotions and six desires. It is nothing! This method may be useful to ordinary monks, but if it is replaced by a Taoist friend, I am not sure about it!"

Speaking of this, she bit her lower lip lightly, and raised her eyebrows: "Do you think my concubine is beautiful?"

"Naturally she is a beauty!" Cao Wei laughed.

"Fellow Daoist said such things without thinking at all! Was my junior sister deceived by your rhetoric at that time?" Nangong Ping turned and walked forward.

"Actually, I always tell the truth, that's not good, it's too honest!" Cao Wei walked side by side with him.

Hearing this, Nangong Ping suddenly laughed wildly, "My concubine will believe some of what others say, but it's too funny for a fellow Taoist to say such a thing!"

After the laughter faded away, she turned to open those clear eyes and said softly: "But I really like it!"

Between the words, she turned around, and the plain white dress was accompanied by a ringing laughter.

Looking at Kunxiu, who is about two hundred years old, like a fledgling little girl, with innocence, not at all like the pure and charming intertwined appearance he has seen before, Cao Wei can't help but feel a little weird.

(End of this chapter)