Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 339 Slaves
Hearing this, Cao Wei showed a hearty smile on his face.

Then it took a step back and sat on the arm of Tang Zhun, the white ape corpse that had revealed its original shape. It held a small halberd in its hand, polished its nails lightly, and lifted the other man's chin with the toe of its shoe.

"I like you the most, a good boy who knows the current affairs. It is said that there are three cunning rabbits in the cave. Have the remaining monks of your Tang family made an appointment for a meeting place? You only have one chance. If you tell lies to deceive me, this will You have to carefully consider the consequences." Cao Wei said in a light tone.

Upon hearing this, Tang Yue did not bargain at all and immediately said hurriedly:

"Back to the Lord, I know that the monks in the clan have three places to go. One of them is the Ting Kingdom near the Yi Kingdom. The Lord lives overseas all year round. Maybe he is not clear about some things in the Southern Wilderness. The leader of the Ting Kingdom, Tang Zheng, is He is a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Golden Eyed White Ape clan, and our Tang family in the Yi Kingdom is just a branch of this clan. The reason why that old guy Yuan Tong accepted the ancestor of the Tang Ting clan as his direct disciple was entirely due to the good relationship between the two countries. Because. The Ting Kingdom will never dare to provoke the Peng Clan, so Lord, you can rest assured!"

The more the other party spoke, the more flattering his tone became. He knelt down and held Cao Wei's shoes, sighed, picked up his sleeves and wiped them.

But as soon as he said these words, Cao Wei suddenly raised his foot and hit the opponent's head hard with the heel, causing blood to flow profusely.

Although Tang Yue didn't know what made the other party angry, he didn't think too much and took the lead in grabbing the ground with his head, crying out for mercy: "My lord, have mercy on me! My lord, have mercy on me!"

"Old guy? Is Yuan Tong something you, a junior, can call you at will? The other party is the Nascent Soul Lord. Even if I have to bow before him, where do you have the courage?" Cao Wei said unhurriedly.

Hearing this, Tang Yue raised his head and slapped his face hard several times, making his mouth full of blood and spitting out several molars.

"You said something wrong, you should be beaten, you should be beaten!" Tang Yue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned.

"What about the other two places?" Cao Wei asked.

"There is a Tiao River in the Aishi Mountain area. This river flows into Huishao in the south. There is a valley [-] miles north. The spiritual energy is extremely rich. It is a blessed place between the Qianjian and Qunzhen levels. . The little one has a map, but the way in and out of the four square formations outside the valley is unclear. But as long as the little one passes by, they will never suspect it. Then the little one will blend in and open the formation for the master." Tang Yue hurriedly said.

As it spoke, it wanted to take out the jade map slip, but it did not dare to activate its spiritual thoughts, nor did it dare to move its hand towards the storage bag on its waist, for fear of causing misunderstanding by the Yunfeng Spirit King.

After hearing this, Cao Wei showed no expression on his face, but continued to ask: "Where is the last place?"

"There are still more than ten foundation-building monks in the clan who have gone to sea to join True Lord Wuqi." Tang Yue said without thinking.

"Zhenjun Wuzhiqi? From this name, could it be that he comes from the Wuzhiqi clan?" Cao Wei asked calmly.

"Exactly, exactly! Zhenjun Wuqi is a Nascent Soul monk who travels overseas alone. The Lord is also an overseas monk. He will definitely break the elixir and become a baby in the near future. I would like to congratulate you first and wish the Lord good luck in your practice. Success, immortality!" Tang Yue laughed repeatedly.

"Immortality? Since you are congratulating me, you should have a gift, right?" Cao Wei chuckled.

As he spoke, he glanced at the plump human Kun Xiu next to him.

Seeing this, Tang Yue didn't know which one of the three people the Yunfeng Spirit King was interested in, so he quickly made a hand and chanted a mantra to remove the blood contract restrictions on the three people.

But when the other party had just finished casting the spell, Cao Wei suddenly revealed the appearance of a roc's head, and when he opened his mouth, a burst of black air spurted out, engulfing the other party and the two human race foundation-building cultivators next to him.

I saw the black air swirling around, turning into a tornado, and the three monks inside had frightened expressions on their faces, and their bodies changed from large to small at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Cao Wei had revealed his true form, transformed into a Yunpeng with a wingspan of more than thirty feet, opened his mouth and sucked in the black tornado, and swallowed it.

After a few breaths, he coughed a few times and spit out several storage bags that were mostly corroded by gastric juice.

The patterns engraved on these storage bags were all revealed, and in a flash of light and darkness, the magic weapons, spiritual stones, elixirs and other bottles and jars contained in them all poured out.

Cao Wei used his spiritual thoughts to freeze everything in the air, including the two white ape corpses lying in the blood-colored demonic cloud and falling in the forest below, and put them into the bone rib ring.

Only the sapphire finger ring that Tang Zhun, the old white ape, had enshrined before was unable to be collected because it was also a storage magic weapon.

After doing this, Cao Wei transformed into a human form, put the ring on his thumb, and then landed on the demon cloud. Looking at the remaining human Kun Xiu wearing animal skin, he went up After looking up and down, he showed an extremely satisfied look.

After a while, I saw that the blood-colored demonic cloud still stayed in the same place high in the sky, but the waves were surging and undulating.

Until sunset, the moon was high in the sky, and the clear light fell on the two bodies that looked like stone carvings. The sweat reflected the bright moonlight.

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In an ordinary small cultivation town tens of thousands of miles away, Yunquan slowly walked up to a restaurant built with huge rocks and climbed to the top nine floors.

Among the nine floors, there was only one table, placed in the middle. Yuntai was already sitting at the table, drinking from a wine cup.

When it sensed the other person's aura, it said simply: "Come!"

Hearing this, Yunquan's figure on the stairs swayed and disappeared.

The next moment, it appeared in front of the table and sat down opposite it.

"Has Yun Xin changed recently? She is the root of the wind spirit, and she has the body of the wind spirit. The two are very compatible, and they are highly valued by the clan. If it can change, after breaking through the Nascent Soul, it is still possible to practice To the great monk." Yunquan asked slowly.

Indulgence is instinct for all enlightened creatures, but self-discipline is cultivation.

Low-level desires such as romance, sex, and pleasure can be obtained by indulgence. These things are easily accessible to monks, but high-level desires such as immortality can only be achieved through restraint.

Hearing this, Yuntai shook his head and then said, "What about you?"

"On the way here, I secretly observed Yunfeng for a long time. Since this junior only has two spiritual roots, he has a good chance. He has already reached the middle stage of the golden elixir at a young age. Unfortunately, he has practiced the "Pengpeng Method". Although the power of this mystical method of life and death created by the great sages of China is much greater than that of other methods of practice, it is a pity that it is too difficult to practice. For tens of thousands of years, we, among all the Peng clan, have practiced this method. There are more than a hundred people in this generation, but there are only three who can reach the Nascent Soul realm, and as for the great monks, there is none." Yunquan sighed.

"Turn?" Yuntai said.

"You mean to switch to my clan's "Yun Cheng Wanli"?" Yun Quan said.

Having said this, it shook its head:
"It's difficult! "Yun Cheng Wanli" may not be better than "The Method of Mingpeng". In addition, the two are not from the same origin, so the magic they cultivate cannot replace each other. Only Yunfeng first uses the method of turning the extreme After consuming his own magic power, it was possible to turn to other methods. That kid has a rift in his heart. He is not the kind of young man who has no independent opinions. He may not be willing to do such a self-destructive act. Besides, "Yunchengwanli" is from our clan. The method of subduing the clan, the method from the golden elixir to the Yuanying level, can only be granted to the juniors for practice with the consent of more than half of the fellow Taoists in the clan."

"No..." Yuntai said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Yun Quan frowned slightly and asked: "Do you have any other ideas? If the ancestor has spoken, then it does not require the consent of other fellow Taoists. But is it possible that such a trivial matter has to be reported? To the ancestor? Yuntai, we are not qualified to see the ancestor. We can only report it to the great monk Yunli first. You also know that the other party is not so easy to talk to. If it is not necessary, I don’t want to deal with this reckless man! Go ahead. After more than a hundred years, the Sihai Palace will be opened. If Yunfeng switches to other cultivation techniques, it will definitely be difficult to break through to the late stage of the Golden Core. It will not miss this opportunity."

Listening to the other party's long-winded words, Yuntai took a sip of wine, and then slowly squeezed out another word from the corner of his mouth: "Whatever!"

As soon as the words fell, Yunquan suddenly became silent like a duck that was strangled by the neck.After a few breaths, it gritted its teeth and said, "You mean you don't care?"

Hearing this, Yuntai nodded.

"Can you please speak properly? Is it so difficult to say a few more words? Ah!" Yun Quan shouted angrily.

"Drink!" Yuntai pushed the wine jar on the table.

"That's pretty much it!" Yun Quan's face turned pale.

After saying that, it lifted the wine jar and took a big sip, then handed over the remaining half of the jar.

Yuntai hesitated for a few breaths, and finally shook his head. He took out another jar of unopened spiritual wine from the storage spirit ring, and poured himself a glass of wine.

Seeing this, Yun Quan's slightly subdued anger rushed back to his face. After taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "You are the one who has a lot of troubles. Is it possible that I am dirty?"

"Yes!" Yuntai nodded.

Upon hearing this, Yunquan stood up suddenly, and the chair under him fell to the ground.

Its chest heaved with anger, and it pointed at the other person and said angrily: "You...you...you..."

This Nascent Soul monk seemed to want to say something, but he was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

In the end, it walked away, turned around, smashed the stone wall angrily, and flew towards the distance.

Seeing this, Yuntai shook his head, then picked up the wine cup and drank slowly.

After finishing the drink, he lifted the wine jar and poured it out.

But at this moment, Yunquan came back again, snatched the wine jar from its hand, then stretched out his tongue and licked around the edge of the jar, and then slammed the wine jar on the table.

After doing this, it laughed loudly and said: "You drink! In a while, I must apply to return to Kongfu Island. I can't stand being with a weird guy like you anymore."

After saying that, Yunquan grabbed the half jar of wine he had just drank and walked down the stairs briskly, leaving only the frowning fellow monk behind.

Yuntai sat on the chair in a daze, staring directly at the dirty wine jar.

After a long time, it had a thought in its mind, and a ray of light passed over the mouth of the altar, cutting off all the licked circles.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual wine in the altar flew up like a shot and fell into the wine cup, without touching the edge of the altar again.

But even like this, Yuntai still held the wine cup motionless and didn't drink for a long time.

Finally, it sighed, put the wine cup on the table in vain, and took away the jar of spiritual wine, then stood up and walked towards the stairs.

After all, this unclean wine is no longer worth drinking.

On the other side, Cao Wei controlled this cloud-shaped flying magic weapon to fly slowly towards White Ape City, while receiving another comfortable shock from Kun Xiu who was already unclean.

It was only a few thousand miles away, but as a monk in the middle stage of Golden Core, it took him most of a day to get back.

It wasn't until he reached the sky above the White Ape Peak that he put on his armor again, stretched out his hands to tighten the dragon-patterned belt, and then landed leisurely on the edge of a waterfall in the mountain.

As soon as he thought, the human race Foundation Establishment Kunxiu, who was still twitching, suddenly flew up and fell into the pool, with white water splashing everywhere.

After more than ten breaths, the other party hurriedly washed his body and surfaced from the water, walked towards Cao Wei, and knelt down on the ground without hesitation.

"This servant pays homage to the Lord."

"Can you have a name?"

"May the Lord give you a name!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei looked at the other party's exquisite figure, the slightly depressed waist, and the fair skin with some water drops.

Seeing this, he thought for a moment and then said: "From now on, you will be called Yunzhu."

Hearing this, the Human Race Foundation-Building Kun Cultivator couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly thanked him: "Yunzhu, thank you Lord for the name!"

When prostrating, she was accustomed to pushing her waist down again, making her figure more upright, like a cat that had just woken up, showing better curves.

In the Southern Wilderness, there are foundation-building slaves with names and no names. Although there is no change in essence, there are still some differences. At least they have the qualifications to live and will not be easily killed by other spirit kings. .

Seeing this, Cao Wei took out a cloak from the bone rib ring worn on his index finger and threw it on the ground.

Then he said in a calm tone: "Get dressed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Human Race Foundation-Building Kun Xiu quickly picked up his cloak, wrapped the beautiful spring scenery in it, then walked to Cao Wei, closed his eyes and raised his head.

Seeing this, Cao Wei put his two fingers together, pointed at the other person's eyebrows, and immediately started to mutter something in his mouth, and cast a restraining method in his sea of ​​consciousness, controlling his life and death in his own thoughts.

After doing this, he turned into a gust of demonic wind, wrapped the other party in it, and headed towards the cave built by Tang Ting.

After a few breaths, the demonic wind tornado landed at the entrance.

It's just that almost a day has passed since he left, and Yun Heng has not yet broken through the palace-protecting formation arranged by Tang Ting.

"Brother, can you do it?" Cao Wei said with a smile.

Hearing this, Yun Heng said without turning his head: "Then you come?"

After all, this cave had been the home of Tang Ting for hundreds of years. Even if there were no monks to preside over it, it could not be easily destroyed in a day or two.

It has tried many methods, and now it has figured out some ways. It plans to use the method of five elements to restrain each other to break the formation with one formation.
(End of this chapter)