Longevity Immortal Mansion Time Dragon Seat

Chapter 117 Grand Canal Island

Jinhuafang downtown trading area.

The sparse crowd backed away in surprise, but kept watching curiously.

In the distance, a monk in a blood-red cloak did not approach 100 meters. His voice pierced through the world, like a bell, and he rushed over overwhelmingly.

The blood-red cloak is very rare, and one can tell it is a special magic robe at a glance. This is the special magic weapon of the Blood Soul Sect.

The identity of the visitor is self-evident, he is a cultivator of Jindan level above level [-].

"If you dare to fight against the central government of Jinhua Island, you will seek death."

The blood-red cloak monk's voice was cold and bone-chilling. He didn't expect that Zhang Yu was killing people in the middle of Jinhua Island. This was a rare opportunity.

Sure enough, the task was released correctly.

When Zhang Yu saw the other party, he knew that the visitor was not good, and this was the person he had been looking for, or the other party had been looking for.

As soon as Zhang Yu met the monks of the Blood Soul Sect.I can understand why the task of capturing him alive was released, it must be aimed at logging into the ring.

It was impossible for him to sit and wait for his death, and decisively activated Jintang Yuan Magnetic Shield, but he also knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat practitioners above level [-] here.

Looking at the opponent's appearance, he immediately judged that the opponent's level should be around level 25.

There is no time to identify each other's attributes.

Zhang Yu also calmed down immediately. In a short time, he thought of many self-help methods, but he ruled them out one by one.

"This person has no law in his eyes. He killed a practitioner of the same level in the center of Golden Flower Island. Everyone witnesses that this old man is doing justice for the heavens." The old man in the red robe and cloak suddenly sounded a gloomy voice.

When the onlookers saw the 20th-level Jindan practitioners, they were instinctively afraid to retreat.

There is no interest in anything between them, and their own lives are the most important.

The cultivator of the blood-red cloak is a member of the Blood Soul Sect, and he activated the spell after speaking.

An orange light flashed.

A huge red palm lined up beside him whizzed past, pointing to where Zhang Yu was and grabbed it.

As soon as the blood-red palm appeared, the surrounding space was covered with black tail inflammation, as if it was burning and smoking, it quickly grabbed it.

Zhang Yu also knew that this was a high-level spell. How could he stand by and wait for death if the other party made a move?

While quickly activating the Jintangyuan magnetic cover, he shouted loudly: "I am the guest of Zhenbao Pavilion, how dare you do anything to the guest of Zhenbao Pavilion?"

Zhang Yu shouted loudly, and the sound spread far away, many practitioners were very surprised,

"It turned out to be the guest of Zhenbao Pavilion."

"It's a pity that the other party is a cultivator at the Golden Core level."

"But what is the origin of this blood-red cloak practitioner?"

Zhang Yu's yell was still useful, and now all the onlookers knew that he was the guest minister of Zhenbao Pavilion, and Hong Pao really caught him next time, his words would definitely slap Zhenbao Pavilion in the face.

"Boom."

The defense of Jin Tang Yuan magnetic cover spell is much worse, it is like paper in front of the practitioners of Jindan level, just twist it and it will explode.

Seeing that the defensive spells were not working, Zhang Yu quickly took out the guest token of Zhenbao Pavilion. As long as the opponent attacked again, the guest token of Zhenbao Pavilion would automatically block it for him.

Ke Qing's defensive ability can only guard against cultivators at the nineteenth level, but if the other party dares to break his identity token, the Jindan monks or money shopkeepers in the Zhenbao Pavilion will get the news immediately.

Even if they don't know the fighting situation here, they will come out to check immediately.

"Pfft!"

The red palm spell scratched his body, and the Jin Tang Yuan magnetic cover spell burst.

Only then did he realize that this seemingly terrifying spell was very powerful, but it grabbed his body and he couldn't even move.

Zhang Yu also discovered the problem, this amazingly powerful spell couldn't help him.

He also immediately thought of it, probably using attributes to deal with grabbing.

The Golden Core cultivator's basic attributes are not as high as his, and his spells have also failed, but he can't catch them.

"Huh?" The blood-red cloak cultivator frowned uncontrollably. His Blood Mountain Sea Heaven Palm, a high-level spell, actually failed on Zhang Yu's body.

At this time, he also realized that he had underestimated Zhang Yu. He had just broken through to level ten, but it was definitely not easy to kill a practitioner at level seven with one move.

Immediately thought of something, this time I can't hold back, and directly activate [-]% of the power.

"Scarlet Blood Soul!"

With a low shout, a blood-red magic ball formed around the red cloak and bombarded Zhang Yu.

The blood-red magic ball exuded a rotten smell, and with the sound of wind and thunder, it quickly bombarded Zhang Yu's body.

"Boom."

Zhang Yu didn't have time to escape at all, he only took a step back, and was directly attacked by the opponent's scarlet spell on his body.

This time, before he had time to activate a new defensive spell, the opponent's spell directly attacked his body.

The blood-red energy exploded, the stench hit the face, the chest was bombarded, and the flesh was bloody.

"Pooh."

This spell is really disgusting.

Just when this energy erupted, Zhang Yu was about to be seriously injured, and he was also looking forward to the eruption of the bronze token to save him.

Sure enough, the long-awaited bronze token finally emitted a turquoise light, which helped him block Yu Bo, who was almost [-]% of the attack this time.

In the magic attack, Zhang Yu was a little embarrassed, but he was not seriously injured.

"All stop."

There was a loud scolding sound in the distance, but it was the guardian monks of the Zhenhai Alliance who had already rushed over.

It's a pity that the opponent's level is only level [-], and his realm is much lower than that of Jindan level practitioners.

Zhang Yu also knew that even if the other party helped him block it, it would be useless.

"Jinhua Island is not allowed to fight."

When the visitor saw the blood-red practitioner for a ride, his terrifying coercive consciousness knew that this matter was out of his control.

But the other party also revealed his identity, Zhang Yu is the guest minister of Zhenbao Pavilion, and they still have to maintain their dignity in the Zhenhai Alliance.

"Go away, this person is an imposter, a fugitive from our Blood Soul Sect." The golden core monk in the blood red cloak shouted loudly, not paying attention to the [-]th-level Zhenhai Alliance monk who came.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still a little worried that the big powers such as the Zhenbao Pavilion would have a golden core monk who would make a move, he would want to kill him now.

The blood red cloak scolded, and then launched an offensive spell.

It quickly formed around him, absorbed a lot of aura, and directly bombarded Zhang Yu in front of him. This time, he obviously didn't want to capture him alive.

The blood-red magic ball whizzed towards him again, the distance between them was too close, and it was already in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yu knew that he could no longer withstand the spell bombardment this time, so he tried his best to dodge and delay the time.

The blood-red magic ball in front of him is getting bigger and bigger, it must be uncomfortable to bear the damage, this time the magic ball is more than three times bigger than the last time.

"Boom!"

He couldn't dodge at all, and was directly hit by the blood-red magic ball. He spurted another mouthful of blood amidst the roar, and his body was directly sent flying.

A large amount of dust and fire erupted between the and the light ball spell.

All the bones in my body felt like they were broken, but they quickly recovered in an instant.

Zhang Yu just spat out a mouthful of blood, and was surprised to find that his body was not so seriously injured.

This should be due to the special physique of the Dragon Scale Phoenix Feather Body reducing the damage by [-]%.

At the same time, his basic attributes are too perverted, and the opponent's Golden Core-level monks probably don't have his attributes high.

Fighting in the central part of Jinhua Island, the impact was too bad, many practitioners who heard the news immediately surrounded them.

At the same time, several cultivators who have already entered the Golden Core level also appeared.

Zhang Yu saw a familiar figure in the crowd, but to his surprise, the other party was not in a hurry to make a move.

Still hugging their chests and watching in the crowd.

Zhang Yu only took a glance and found that the other party was the fighting guest Qing who followed Deacon Wang.

He didn't know why the other party didn't help him when he came, but Zhang Yu also relaxed.

As long as their Jindan-level cultivator from the Treasure Pavilion makes a move, his life is definitely not in danger.

In an instant, Zhang Yu also became more confident, and stopped blindly defending.

"Old thief, look at the sword!"

Zhang Yu's voice hadn't finished yet, his Five Elements Spiritual Sword Jue had been activated, the sound of the sword whizzed past, and directly bombarded the opponent's robe with joy and lightning with a piercing sound.

"Boom."

The fine iron flying sword directly bombarded the opponent's body, turning it into scrap iron, and the flashing roar of lightning and flint turned into bits of iron flying down.

His flying swords are all the lowest level of fine iron weapons, and they are also very strong. They are blocked by the opponent's defense area, but the red robe and cloak armor are also scrapped.

"Ah... bold!"

An extremely frightened and pitiful cry, those eyes had an unbelievable light.

"This kid is so courageous that he even attacks a practitioner at the Golden Core level."

"It was actually injured?"

"This weapon is so fast!"

The onlookers suddenly screamed again and again.

In Zhang Yu's expectant eyes, the red-cloaked monk of the Blood Soul Sect was in a panic, with disheveled hair and blood flowing from his wrist.

At this moment, the opponent's red cloak had been torn all over, turning into rags.

His hair was disheveled and his beard had been burned off a good deal.

Another arm was seriously injured, the wrist had been cut off.

"Ah, looking for death."

The blood soul cultivator's face was flushed, his eyes were already bleeding, and his breath exploded. At this moment, he directly gave up his plan to capture him alive.

He was slightly injured by Zhang Yu, and his wrist was directly cut off by the opponent.

It's not that easy to recover either.

I didn't expect to be directly injured by a low-level practical monk, which is definitely a great shame.

"Water Ghost Slave King."

In an angry and cold voice, a black and white three-meter-tall monster was summoned.

"enough."

Suddenly, a soft reprimand interrupted the aura of the man in the red cloak who killed Zhang Yu.

This is a man with muscles exploding all over his body, and he has quickly reached between the two of them.

There is a silver second-class Keqing badge hanging on his waist. What is particularly attractive is the three characters of Zhenbaoge, which are shining in silver.

The person who came was An Qingshan, the fighting guest of Zhenbao Pavilion.

"Get out of the way, this is the person the old man wants to catch!"

The Blood Soul Sect cultivator was very angry, but this time he calmed down again, and was a little afraid of the guest minister of Zhenbao Pavilion who just appeared.

"I don't care who you are, get the hell out of me immediately." Fighting Keqing said contemptuously, without even looking at him.

"you!"

The man in the cloak wanted to say something more, but after glancing at the opponent, he knew that it was not easy to fight.

"Hmph, you can't escape."

He gave Zhang Yu a hard look, and then disappeared into the distance.

"It's all gone."

A soft voice came, and all the practitioners who were watching here heard it.

"How is it? Are you okay?" The visitor also glanced at Zhang Yu in surprise.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

Zhang Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although he was slightly injured by the opponent's bombardment, the opponent didn't feel well, and he chopped off a wrist directly.

This is a practitioner at the Golden Core level, and if he trades a minor injury for a disabled opponent, he also makes money.

Jindan Keqing was very amazed: "I never thought that Zhang Danshi not only has alchemy talent, but also has such a terrifying fighting ability, evildoer!"

"Don't know what to call it?"

Zhang Yu also only met the other party once, and he didn't know what the other party called him. He only knew that he was a second-level silver-level guest official.

"Just let you know that I am An Qingshan." At this time, Qingshan did not dare to be arrogant and politely clasped his fists, "Let's go, go to Zhenbao Pavilion first."

Zhang Yu nodded, and directly followed Yu Jianfei.

"How did you get on with the cultivator of the Blood Soul Sect?" Qing Shan asked curiously.

"It's a long story. I killed a ghost involuntarily before, and was cast under the blood soul curse."

Zhang Yu also simply told the guest secretary the ins and outs of the matter, and the most important items such as the login ring were all concealed.

The other party listened and nodded, but didn't say much.

"Be careful in the future, you have the potential to become a special guest minister now, and when you become a special guest minister, this kind of Jindan-level practitioner is not worthy for you to lift your shoes."

"Thank you, Brother Qingshan, for your help." Zhang Yuke still couldn't believe that the assessment was very simple, even if the other party said something nice, he would not listen to it, and was very polite.

Qingshan Keqing also smiled: "This is the future, we will become colleagues, take care of each other."

Zhang Yu chatted for a while, and soon came to Zhenbao Pavilion.

"Deacon Wang is inside, you go in!" Qing Shan pointed to the training hall in front.

They didn't intend to come in, they were waiting outside.

Zhang Yu also nodded and walked in.

The large hall is empty, the cigarette smoke is faint, and the fairy air is permeating.

"You don't blame me for not helping me, do you?"

Deacon Wang, who had been closing his eyes all the time, suddenly spoke, his voice was vicissitudes but revealed concern.

"Don't dare!"

Although Zhang Yu said it, he still had some doubts in his heart. There must be a reason for not making a move.

"The Qizhenbao Pavilion is a peace-loving force, and generally will not have conflicts with various forces. Avoiding fighting is the most important thing. There is a condition. This is something that you are qualified to know when you become a special guest minister. I guarantee you There is no problem with your life, you have already revealed your identity, and they dare not attack you."

Having said that, Deacon Wang is still very confident. A demon cultivator dares to kill a Zhenbao Pavilion cultivator in full view. This is undoubtedly courting death.

Demonic practitioners like the Blood Soul Sect practice bullying and fear softness, and are full of killing in their bones, but they also know what to kill and what not to kill.

They didn't have the guts to kill their guest minister from Zhenbao Pavilion.

It's easy to talk about in the wild, but under the watchful eyes of the general manager, he dares to be the guest minister who dares to kill Zhenbao Pavilion.

Not to mention the cultivators at the Golden Core level, Nascent Soul cultivators can't bear the consequences.

"So that's how it is." Zhang Yu also understood that there was no reason why An Qingshan was in a hurry to help him when he appeared.

"I wonder what Deacon Wang wants from me?" Zhang Yu also asked respectfully.

"Here you are! Here are two bed tickets. I'll take them for you first, and you should deal with them quickly. If you can't deal with them, let's pass the rest to Treasurer Qian."

After talking about Deacon Wang, he took out two white card-like notes from his pocket.

A nautical voyage route is drawn.

It is almost the same as a train ticket, but the difference is that there should be a special mark, which is so mysterious for ordinary practitioners like them.

Zhang Ye took it ecstatically: "Thank you, Deacon Wang!"

Deacon Wang closed the curtain and meditated again: "Okay, you have to deal with it as soon as possible, and you will be leaving in two days."

Just as Zhang Yu came out, Deacon Wang reminded him later.

"If you have nothing to do, don't leave Jinhua City."

Zhang Yu also nodded, even if the other party didn't remind him, he didn't dare to go out at this time.

……

In the early morning, Jiang Mengli and Wang Yun of Jinyuan Cave Mansion had a rare night of tenderness.

After Zhang Yu also received the reminder of double cultivation, he took Jiang Mengli's hand affectionately, with deep reluctance: "When you arrive at Jinhua Island, you must come to Zhenbao Pavilion to find me!"

"Understood, you are too annoying, you have said it several times." Jiang Mengli was a little impatient.

"Sister Jiang, in fact, my husband is still reluctant to part with you." Wang Yun said obediently beside her.

"OK OK."

Jiang Mengli also resisted the urge to stay, but she still walked out without looking back.

At this time, she had already gone and did not know how long it would take to meet Zhang Yu.

Their three-star talisman uncle has ordered a boat ticket for them, and they are leaving in the afternoon.

At the same time, their talisman shop was also closed.

Looking at Jiang Mengli's back as he went away, he seemed to have lost something in his heart.

……

One day later,

Wang Yun also helped him deal with some sundries, and her eyes were full of reluctance.

Zhao Wuye stood at the entrance of the cave in confusion, she also just arrived, and she will be with Wang Yun in a few days.

"Don't worry, I am very confident in this assessment. We will meet in two months at most."

Although Zhang Yu didn't know what to test in this assessment, he was very confident and didn't feel much pressure.

Even if he fails, he can still pass the exam as a second-class and third-class guest official, so there is no need to put pressure on himself.

"When I'm not around, you two take good care of each other."

"Alchemist Zhang, don't worry."

Zhao Wuye nodded, feeling a bit awkward here, but she left with Wang Yun later.

Watching Zhang Yu leave, I felt an inexplicable sadness in my heart.

……

The Treasure Pavilion, as if it had been discussed with the major forces, was closed together.

Jinhuafang City, crowded with people, is desolate and desolate.

Zhang Yu looked at the familiar sign on the top of the Zhenbao Attic, and it had lost its former glory in just a few days.

"Alchemist Zhang, Deacon Wang will be waiting in the back hall."

The guest Qing An Qingshan inside the door reminded him carefully.

"Hurry up and buy some of the resources you need for cultivation here." As soon as he entered, Shopkeeper Qian also quietly reminded him.

"Can the things in this ring be disposed of?" Zhang Yu hasn't disposed of the sundries of the yellow lion that Zhang Yu took out.

Shopkeeper Qian shook his head: "Not now, let's talk about it later."

"also."

At this time, the meeting hall in the backyard of Zhenbao Pavilion could hear the quiet needle drop, and Deacon Wang and the newcomers were sitting quietly.

When Zhang Yu came, he also found that there were two young teenagers among them. He didn't know him, and he didn't know where he brought them.

"Deacon Wang, I'll leave Alchemist Zhang to you. He is the most talented alchemist in our Evolution Island." Shopkeeper Qian said with fists in his arms.

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring you to Dayun Island safely." Deacon Wang glanced at the three of them, very satisfied, "Okay, time is up, let's go."

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, a large spaceship appeared in front of them.

The spaceship is the size of a car, and the material looks like iron or wood, with various mysterious formation patterns shining on it.

"Going to Dayun Island will pass through a cold air current. The speed of the spaceship is too fast. You are a little uncomfortable. Try not to let your consciousness out."

The three also nodded.

Deacon Wang gave a reminder, and with a flash of white light, he took the three of them to the boat.

"Hoohoo!"

The sound of the wind passed by quickly.

The speed of the spaceship is getting faster and faster.

After they entered the spaceship, they found that the space of the spaceship was quite large.

The spaceship looks small from the outside, but inside there is a small partition space of about ten square meters, which is not small.

Their spiritual consciousness can't penetrate this small space, but they can see the lost blue sky and white clouds outside, which is very suitable for retreat.

However, the speed of the spaceship is too fast, and their low-level practitioners are very uncomfortable, and they can't practice with peace of mind.

After five days.

The spaceship suddenly shook violently.

At this time, the speed of controlling the spacecraft slowed down, and at the same time, Deacon Wang's voice rang in their ears.

"It's here, come out, Dayun Island has arrived."

Zhang Yu and the other two teenagers got off the spaceship together, and they were a little stunned when they saw the scenery in front of them.

Zhang Yu was surprised that this was not the Treasure Pavilion of Universiade Island, nor the bustling beauty of the world he had imagined.

On the contrary, the surrounding area is very desolate, no grass grows, and dead trees form forests. Crows are not afraid of seeing them, and they are combing their feathers on the branches.

They are on a rugged hill.

"This is a secret training place in Zhenbao Pavilion on Dayun Island. Your current task is to learn and practice professional-related abilities here. After ten days, you will participate in the special assessment. During this period, Gao Keqing will guide you in related skills."

The three of them had just come out when a big fat man suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Gao Keqing, I will give them to you first. I will pick them up after ten days." After speaking, Deacon Wang flashed and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"Okay, you are all contestants representing the Universiade Island to participate in the special guest affairs, so you have to recharge your batteries when you come here."

Just as the tall and fat practitioner finished speaking, the green-robed youth who came with him couldn't help asking.

"Could it be that we have to stay here for ten days to study before the special examination?" Obviously a little dissatisfied.

"Of course, do you think that you can take part in the examination of special guest ministers casually?"

The fat man who received them hit them and said: "You just go to see for a while, there is no possibility of passing, and there has been no special guest minister in Universiade Island for 200 years.

Participate in the assessment every year, leave hopeful every year, and return disappointed. "

Speaking of this, the fat man shook his head hating iron for being weak.

The young man in white was lost and said: "No one passed in 200 years? Did we also fail?"

"What exactly is the test?"

In fact, I don’t know what fat people are taking the test. Every time the test is top secret, even if it is revealed, I dare not say it.

"You just know how to connect your sub-professional skills to the pinnacle."

"Okay, the secret residence of Zhenbao Pavilion is ahead, you guys rest for a while, I will arrange for you to learn spells right away."

The fat man turned around and ordered: "Everyone report to the sub-profession!"

Zhang Yu didn't interrupt while listening, but he was still looking forward to hearing that they would also impart experience here.

Before coming here, Deacon Wang also explained to him that there is no need for contribution points when learning spells here, as long as they can learn from each other, they can teach.

"Alchemist"

"A talisman master."

"Alchemist."

"The job is pretty good, but it's a pity that it's the most difficult job and the least passed job!" The fat man shook his head and sighed.

　It's two months, and it's the first day of junior high school again, so ask for a month.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)