Chapter 455 Hunyuan Golden Stick, the Return of the Dragon

A few months later.

A strange anecdote came from the middle region of Daqing.

Bishan Sect's Bi Shui Fairy was damaged sixty years ago and was disfigured by the birth-destruction thunder power of [Thunder Wooden Stake]. Due to the long delay, she later asked the King of Medicine to take action, but her beauty and permanent Tao were not completely restored.

Body damaged.

However, not long ago, a strange man came to the door, and it was said that the Fairy of Blue Water restored her beauty and beauty, and the foundation of her Taoist body was also completely repaired.

In the land of Daqing, there are actually monks whose medical skills surpass those of the Medicine King? This fact has not yet been confirmed, leaving many monks in disbelief or half-belief.

The senior officials of the Xuanmen boss speculated that Lord Aoki had secretly returned after a long time?

…

Seven Star View.

Master Mi Guan, holding a fly whisk in hand and wearing a black Taoist robe, sat quietly on the stargazing platform.

Observe the celestial phenomena at night and spy on the secrets of heaven.

The rumors about the Bishan Sect made Master Mi feel very strange.

Could it be that Lord Aoki is really back?

Apart from him, who else is capable and willing to save Junior Sister Tian?

Master Mi Guan had already decided that True Lord Aoki would not come back within a hundred years. Facing Lu Changqing, he had no chance of making a comeback.

Driven by curiosity, Mi Guanzhu deduced the origin and whereabouts of the strange man.

He expected that even if that strange man, the Holy Heart of Medicine, was aware of other people's calculations, he would not be in too great a risk.

With the help of the Seven Star Tray and the Star Observation Tower Dharma Platform, his divination ability has been greatly improved, completely reaching the level of the fourth-level mid-level or above.

Until a certain moment.

Master Mi Guan, who was doing divination and stargazing, spied a huge shadow in the gap in the mist of heaven, and a rotten and ominous aura came over him.

"not good--"

The Master of the Seven Star Temple was greatly shocked and quickly took back his power of divination.

boom!

That rotten and ominous aura, in accordance with the connection of cause and effect, turned into a terrifying and invisible backlash, severely hitting the heart of Mi Guanzhu.

Click!

A crack appeared on the seven-star disk of the Zhenguanzhibao, and the light fell dimly.

"It's him..."

Mi Guanzhu was bitter, his face was pale, and his eyes were bleeding, like a ghost.

"Guanzhu!"

"master……"

The abnormality on the star observation platform alarmed several Taoists at the Seven Stars Observation Tower.

These Taoists are at least third-level high-grade divination masters, and each one of them is a highly respected expert outside.

Several Taoists looked at Master Mi Guan, and their expressions changed drastically.

Mi Guanzhu's old, penetrating eyes completely lost their brightness, and they sat motionless and dull.

"After you become a master, you..."

An old and difficult voice sounded, and Master Mi Guan began to make funeral arrangements and leave a will.

Without the time to make a cup of tea, Lord Mi Guan passed away.

Before his death, several Taoist priests from Qixing Temple asked about the reason, but Master Mi Temple did not mention a word.

…

Bishan Sect's strange stories can only be spread through the Central Territory Trail.

An elder in ancient robes with his hair bound in a bamboo hairpin stepped into the territory of the Eastern Daqing Region.

The elder's clothes are simple, clean and tidy, and he has the demeanor of a great Confucian who has been washed away by the vicissitudes of time. His calm and restrained eyes seem to be able to penetrate into the essence of all things in the world.

"Too fast! A fourth-level divination master with keen intuition and many secrets and wonders around him..."

Yan Donglai sighed.

He is familiar with the cross-state teleportation arrays, space cracks, space nodes, etc. in various parts of Tianheng Continent.

He thought that he could arrive at an extremely fast speed, which may not be possible for the deity-turned-gods in this world.

Unexpectedly, after the death of Lord Aoki, the boy ran away without hesitation.

It was too fast and decisive!

Previously, Yan Donglai did not know that the body of True Lord Aoki was in the hands of Lu Changan.

True Lord Aoki always believed that there was a fourth-level divination master behind Lu Changan, which resulted in misjudgment of information.

As soon as he stepped into the Eastern Daqing Territory, Yan Dong came and knew the result.

Lu Changqing's humane destiny aura disappeared from the Daqing Land, and seemed to have gone to a distant and unknown land.

Yan Donglai did not stop walking, but showed interest and expectation.

That kid once pretended to be his identity, and under certain causal connections, he was able to miscalculate and make a mistake.

I haven't seen such an interesting junior in many years.

All the way through the Demonic Battlefield of the Eastern Region, the Seven Nations Alliance, and the Black Mist Mountains.

No monk noticed this ancient monk.

Yan Donglai had no interest or concern in the eastward expansion war of the Six Demonic Sects, and only glanced at the depths of the Black Mist Mountains.

Until, when he came to Jinyun Valley in Liang State, Yan Donglai said softly "Hey" and finally stopped.

…

Jinyun Valley, the forbidden area behind the mountain.

In the weapon refining room, Zhang Tianfeng was forging a piece of meteorite material to extract the essence of the universe.

After a long time, he sacrificed the residual spirit treasure that had been with him for many years, the black metal rod.

Zhang Tianfeng looked forward to it as he prepared to smelt the essence of meteorite iron into a metal rod.

Suddenly, the metal rod in his hand trembled slightly.

"Senior Qi Ling?"

Zhang Tianfeng did not dare to ignore it.

The reason why Lingbao is a Lingbao is because it is psychic. Whenever there is a reaction, it may be a sense of opportunity or a warning.

"Tiezi..."

The spiritual treasure and weapon spirit inside the metal rod can only be spoken.

On the roof, Yan Donglai stood with his hands behind his hands, separated from Zhang Tianfeng by only one layer of ceiling.

Zhang Tianfeng didn't notice it and didn't know why.

"Hunyuan Golden Stick... Ouyangzi..."

Looking at the broken metal rod, Yan Donglai had a complicated expression, showing nostalgia.

"Old friend Ouyang, after thousands of years, I was able to see your masterpiece as a fifth-level weapon refiner."

This legendary monk was in a trance and fell into short memories.

A long-lost warmth appeared on his face.

Ouyang Zi, his best friend, the great weapon refiner of that era ten thousand years ago!

Yan Donglai admitted that he initially took the initiative to make friends with the eccentric and grumpy old man in order to secretly learn his unique weapon refining skills.

His technical talent is mediocre and cannot compare with those talented craftsmen who astonished the times.

Ouyangzi's one-night realization surpassed his hundred years of study.

He can only use the stupidest method and rely on endless years to achieve legend.

Over hundreds of years, he was recognized by Ouyang Zi.

The two became close friends, had similar interests and talked about everything.

At that time, his name was Evergreen.

When Ouyang Zi was still alive, he taught him how to refine weapons, which benefited him a lot and made rapid progress.

However, Old Man Ouyang's unique weapon-refining inheritance has been kept hidden at the bottom of the box and refused to be passed on to outsiders.
To be continued...