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Huh ~

The breeze is gentle, the ice disappears and the snow melts, and all things in the Dayan Mountains are revived for many days, and the green meaning is filled with the mountains and fields.

Under the sprouting old pine tree, Qi Daoguang sat on his knees. Here, he had been sitting quietly for several months and had eaten up all kinds of wild animals in the mountains and forests for dozens of miles.

At this moment, he was cross-legged and there was no sound of birds and beasts singing.

"call!"

"suck!"

The mountains and forests were filled with the sound of his breathing and breathing, and the wind blew around, and the grass and trees swayed.

Dong!

At some point, his heart suddenly contracted, his heart was restless, and he suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the phoenix winged wing suddenly trembled not far away.

Buzz ~

The golden light spreads like a tide, and in an instant, outside the mountains and forests in the distance, a figure was "squeezed out" from the void.

"Um?!"

Qi Daoguang's eyes condensed and he pressed the Fangtian Painted Halberd in front of his knees.

He was a not-so-looking old man, wearing a gray robe with a white hair. He was short and had nothing outstanding.

But when he saw this person, Qi Daoguang felt a chill in his heart, as if he was pressed against his eyebrows by a long sword, and his back was instantly wet.

The loss of the Qingtian Dao Seed has no effect on his personal practice. The supernatural powers practiced above the divine seed will not disappear because of the divine seed.

On the contrary, after losing his obsession for many years, his mind and nature are only one line away from promotion.

With his current practice, even if he faces Nie Longtian and the Ten Capitals like the Taoist Yunni, the Martial Saint, who may not be able to win, he asks himself that he can advance and retreat freely.

But the person in front of him...

This is,

"Mu Qingliu?"

In a questioning tone, Qi Daoguang almost confirmed the identity of this person, and for a moment he seemed to be facing a great enemy.

A few years ago, he had visited the seventh man on the Jinxiu List, the hero Jiang Wuyang. During this period, he mentioned the masters on the Jinxiu List.

According to what he said, the list of Jinxiu failed to capture the heroes of the world, and it was mostly biased.

He said that he was not worthy of being on the top five, because, both as the Martial Saints, the top five on the Jinxiu list had already surpassed the ordinary and reached a limit that he could not reach.

Mu Qingliu, the third person on the Jinxiu list, was even second after the old demon of Heishan was injured by the Taoist Zhenyan, and was a true master of the world.

"The divine weapon is spiritual, Brother Xuanba's cultivation is really better than us..."

Outside the mountains and forests, Mu Qingliu stopped and stopped.

He quietly looked at the phoenix wings and asked about gold, and faintly felt an almost substantial strong will in it.

This is not because the master stays there, but because this divine weapon has cultivated its own will, which is a symbol of the super-mile and ten thousand forgings.

Such magical weapons are not recorded in history, as powerful as the Bodhidharma Demon-Subduing Pestle and the Sloppy Seven Tribulation Sword. There seems to be no similar record passed down.

Only in legends, there are such records of divine weapons.

only……

"Is there really no way out for martial arts..."

After sighing slightly, Mu Qingliu looked at the Qi Daoguang with a concentric expression in the forest:

"If you have a disciple like this, Brother Xuanba has a spirit in the sky, so he should be in peace."

"Um?"

After being stunned, Qi Daoguang pulled out his halberd and rose up, and was furious:

"You fart! How can a mere Black Mountain old demon hurt the old man in the slightest?!"

call!

With one finger, he stretched forward and pressed the halberd that was whirling like a dragon. Mu Qingliu shook his head slightly:

"It seems that you don't know. Brother Xuanba is never the old demon in Black Mountain. Otherwise, why didn't he ask for gold with his phoenix wings?"

After all, the body of the mortal body is not as good as the magic weapon in hand.

Even masters who dominate the world with their fist and palms have to admit this truth.

Not to mention, Zhang Xuanba is a master of military affairs and dominates the world with his military situation. This phoenix winged wings to make gold and move is his greatest killer move.

In other words, Zhang Xuanba, who is on the side with a black armor and holding a phoenix wing and urging gold, is truly invincible.

"What?"

Qi Daoguang was shocked and couldn't help but fall down the painting halberd:

"What do you mean?"

"In Dayan Mountain, there is an old witch..."

Mu Qingliu reached out and touched the faint golden light:

"This old witch is suspected to have lived for three thousand years. His cultivation is so terrifying that it has reached a level beyond our reach..."

"wrong!"

Qi Dao staggered at his barefoot: "No, the old man didn't say that, he said..."

"He said, I asked you to hold the phoenix wings and ask the gold wing here to stop the old witch when she wanted to break the barrier, right?"

Mu Qingliu asked.

"impossible……"

Qi Daoguang's face turned pale:

"The old man said that he had already crossed the threshold. He didn't need the Xuan Armored Essence Knight to accompany him, nor did he need..."

"Do you know that before the Ming Dynasty, ordinary people had records of living for 200 years. Why did the Martial Saint live long but only the sloppy Taoist have clear records?"

It was asking, not asking, Mu Qingliu said to himself:

"The body is fragile, and it is not easy to live. Every work is hurt. We warriors have been working all year round and squeezed their bodies. Even if there are various herbs to nourish them, it will be difficult to live long...

The Martial Saint Gate, also known as the "Dragon Gate". If you want to pass this gate, you must burn your own flesh and blood source. If you fail, your vitality will be greatly damaged. If you succeed, you will not live forever like the immortal path..."

"Old man..."

Qi Daoguang's heart was so chaotic, but he was not an ordinary person, but he suppressed his restlessness and said in a deep voice:

"It is inevitable that historical books are written by people, and mistakes are omitted! The martial saints of the world are many people who have lived more than 200..."

"That's because the tide rises and the sky changes."

Mu Qingliu sighed:

"This is a very simple truth. The bigger the fish, the more difficult it is to survive in the shallows. In the next four hundred years, the tides will surging, and the Taoist fruits will emerge one after another, the martial saints will emerge, and the longevity of our life span..."

"The old man is only a hundred years old..."

At this point, Qi Daoguang suddenly felt his throat itchy and his voice was astringent:

"he……"

"His life has been over."

Mu Qingliu's voice was dull, but Qi Daoguang felt extremely cold.

"He is about to change, why..."

Qi Daoguang's chest was up and down.

"Brother Xuanba is a hero born in the martial arts fortune of three thousand years. However, in recent years, with the emergence of Taoist fruits, the martial arts fortune has declined from prosperity.

But on the contrary, the tide day is getting closer…”

Mu Qingliu shook his head slightly:

"If you enter, there may be a glimmer of hope. If you don't enter, you will definitely die. If it were you, what would you do?"

"I……"

Master the military master, Qi Daoguang knew what to do without thinking, just:

"Why should I believe you?"

"Seven years ago, Brother Xuanba sent someone to send me a letter..."

Mu Qingliu's expression was dull:

"In the letter, it is the essence of martial arts written by Brother Xuanba. Therefore, he invited me to come to the northwest today and take away this phoenix wing to ask for gold..."
To be continued...