Cultivation Begins From The Desert

Does the old man surnamed Lu really not know that there are still two human monks in his hands?

of course not!

The ninth-level cultivator of Nascent Soul is so powerful that he discovered Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian as early as a few hundred miles away.

However, he has practiced for thousands of years, and he has seen countless life and death events in his life. How can he care about the life and death of two unfamiliar junior monks?

Therefore, after hearing Mu Ji's threatening remarks, the smile on his face suddenly faded.

"Looks like you want to die!"

The low voice came out of his mouth, causing Mu Ji's face to suddenly change wildly.

"Slow down!"

"Senior, think about it clearly, is it really worth it to lose a talented junior with [Ganyang Treasure Body] in order to have a cheap life?"

Mu Ji's face was full of anxiety and fear, and his voice was trembling.

In order to survive, it can turn itself into the current appearance of human beings and demons, which shows how afraid of death it is.

Now the words of the old man surnamed Lu seem to ignore the safety of the "hostage" in his hands to kill him, how can he not be afraid.

Qianyang treasure body?

The expression of the old man surnamed Lu changed, and he glanced at the cyan treasure cauldron in Mu Ji's hand in surprise.

When he found Zhou Yang and the two of them, they had already been captured and bound by the wooden mandrill, but he didn't see the "real fire of Ganyang" burning on Zhou Yang's body.

At this time, when he heard Mu Ji's words, thoughts flashed in his heart, and he couldn't help thinking of the news that a newly promoted Yuan Ying cultivator and junior brother in the sect had sent him decades ago.

"Treasure body monks are rare in the world, and it is almost impossible to have two monks with [Ganyang Treasure Body] at the same time. Could it be that the little guy in the hands of this wooden scorpion was chosen for me by Junior Brother Qingyang. That person?"

"If that's the case, it's really impossible not to save!"

The old man surnamed Lu had thoughts flashing in his heart, but his face suddenly turned cold, he looked at Mu Ji with a sneer on his face and said:

"Genius junior? You are afraid that you have made a mistake. The old man came to you, not to save some genius junior, but you took a treasure that did not belong to you!"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to die, hand over the treasure immediately. The old man has no patience to grind it down with you!"

When he was talking, a figure flashed behind Mu Ji, but the white-robed monk surnamed Yin also caught up.

Seeing this situation, Mu Ji's expression turned a bit ugly.

Thoughts turned in his mind, while thinking about whether the words of the old man surnamed Lu were credible, he asked without hesitation: "I don't know what kind of treasure you are talking about, senior, can you elaborate? If you really have you in your hands. The treasures mentioned should be handed over to you!"

"Well, are you talking to the old man about conditions?"

The eyes of the old man surnamed Lu sank, and a huge aura pressure instantly pressed down on Mu Ji's body, causing his body to tremble slightly, and cold sweat pouring out on his face.

"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I have this intention, I'm just..."

It was sweating profusely defending, trying to explain that it had absolutely no intention of saying conditions.

But before it could finish speaking, the monk surnamed Yin who arrived behind suddenly interjected: "Whatever you mean, hand over all the storage rings in your hand now, and let us search them one by one, or else We can only kill you first and then look for it slowly!"

Turn in all storage rings?

Mu Ji's face changed, and without thinking about it, he immediately shook his head and rejected: "This is impossible!"

Then its eyes flashed fiercely, and suddenly said in a very strong tone: "I don't care whether you are here to save people or find treasures, if you don't agree to my conditions, I will kill them and destroy the storage ring. Everyone, don't try to get any benefits if you shoot and break up!"

It is also an old monster that has lived for thousands of years. In terms of age, it is longer than the old man named Lu, a ninth-level cultivator of the Nascent Soul, so how can he easily believe the words of the old man named Lu and the monk surnamed Yin.

Although it can't tell why the two came, just like what it said, whether it's saving people or asking for things, as long as it doesn't agree to let it go, it can instantly kill the people in the blue treasure cauldron. The two of Zhou Yang destroyed the storage ring in their hands and scattered them in one shot.

"you wanna die!"

The old man surnamed Lu looked angry, waved his hand, and a red-golden flying sword appeared in front of him. Judging from the aura emanating from the red-gold flying sword, it was an extremely precious sixth-order top grade. Magic weapon!

"Senior Lu, calm down!"

The cultivator surnamed Yin changed his face, and hurriedly pleaded for mercy.

After that, his eyes turned cold, and he looked at Mu Ji coldly and said, "I'll give you one last chance, and immediately hand over the [Bright Eye] of this sect, so I can ask Senior Lu to spare your life, otherwise... "

He didn't say what would happen otherwise, but Mu Ji already understood what he meant.

"Is it the [Eye of Light] that your Excellency spoke of?"

As soon as Mu Ji raised his hand, a white orb appeared in his hand.

There are many treasures in its hands, but if it can be related to the word "light", it is the first to think of this treasure that has just arrived.

Although it did not see the calendar of this object, it knew that it was no less precious than the sixth-order magic weapon. Therefore, after hearing the words of the monk surnamed Yin, it somewhat believed that the two came for the treasure, which made it feel a little relieved. .

If the old man surnamed Lu came only for the treasure, then it would not be a matter of torturing the two of Zhou Yang.

It used to be a monk of the Yuanying period. Of course, he understands the psychology of the monks in the Yuanying period being high above and ignoring life, but he doesn't think that the old man named Lu is a dignified ninth-level cultivator of Yuanying, because it tortures two strange human monks and wants to "replace the sky." Walk the way", save a life.

However, at this moment, an accident occurred.

I saw that the monk surnamed Yin was chanting words suddenly with his hands and pointed his finger at the wood scorpion. The white orb in his hand suddenly shined brightly, releasing an infinite brilliance that enveloped it.

When illuminated by the white light, the black hairs on the wooden mandrill's body and its body instantly burned and melted like a candle.

It screams!

It desperately resists!

It tried to urge the cyan Baoding to kill the two Zhou Yangs inside!

But it can't do anything!

The power of the white radiance is far beyond its imagination.

In the end, it only screamed for less than three breaths, and was burned into a pool of ashes by the boundless brilliance, leaving only a blue-black fist-sized crystal, as well as the storage ring and several magical instruments on its hand.

"Is this the power of the seventh-order immortal weapon [Eye of Light]? It's really amazing!"

"Senior True Monarch Guangming is indeed the strongest cultivator born in my spiritual world!"

The old man surnamed Lu looked at the white orb that had been received by monk surnamed Yin with bright eyes, and his face was full of amazement.

Seventh-order fairy weapon, he also has one.

But it is also a seventh-order immortal weapon, and the grades are also divided into high and low.

The seventh-order fairy weapon in his hand was just a seventh-rank low-grade magic weapon.

And the "Eye of Light" is a real seventh-order middle-grade magic weapon!

Although it is only a small difference, when it comes to the seventh-order magic tool, the difference in a small-order is even greater than the difference between the sixth-order magic tool and the seventh-order magic tool!

If it hadn't been for the cultivator surnamed Yin, if he hadn't known that the "Eye of Light", a light-attribute magic weapon, would not be able to exert much power even in his own hands, he might not have been able to hold back his greed and **** it with one hand. Treasure.

"The patriarch and his old man are indeed geniuses, but unfortunately our younger generations are incompetent, and even the treasure of inheritance of his self-made immortal body refining has been lost. It is really ashamed of the patriarch!"

"Fortunately, with the blessing of the patriarch, Yin finally found the treasure of inheritance that had been lost for many years in his sect. After his death, he finally had the face to see the patriarch!"

The cultivator surnamed Yin held the orb in his hands with excitement on his face. For the old man surnamed Lu, he was not humble at all.

He was really excited.

Finding the other half of "Eye of Light" is not only as simple as giving him a complete seventh-order mid-grade magic weapon, but also has a great impact on him going back to take over the position of the Palace Master of the Great Bright Asgard in the future. s help.

Fortunately, although he was excited, he did not lose his mind because of excitement. He quickly raised his hand to put away the orb in his hand, and then bowed to the old man named Lu and said, "This time I can find the treasure of this sect's inheritance, thanks to Lu. Seniors help, this kindness, this junior will never forget it in this life, please accept juniors."

After speaking, he bent down and gave a deep salute to express his gratitude.

"Yin Daoyou is very polite. What this old man asks is only that thing. As long as Yin Daoyou can help this old man to complete that thing, such trivial matters are nothing!"

The old man surnamed Lu smiled lightly, and didn't care much about the thanks of monk surnamed Yin.

Then he reached out and grabbed it, and he grabbed the blue-colored treasure cauldron left after Mu Ji's death.

"Ok?"

With a flick of his eyebrows, the old man surnamed Lu couldn't help dispelling the idea of ​​releasing the two of Zhou and Yang from Dingzhong.

When the monk surnamed Yin saw this, he couldn't help asking with concern: "Why is Senior Lu frowning? Is there anything that needs help from this junior?"

"It's nothing, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Let's wait here for a few days, Lu has some things to deal with."

The old man surnamed Lu shook his head slightly, and when he threw the cyan treasure cauldron to the side and placed a layer of barrier restriction, he sat down on the spot, closed his eyes and meditated.

When the monk surnamed Yin saw this scene, his eyes flickered, and he didn't ask any more questions. He sat down and cultivated the treasure of the inheritance of the sect that he just got.

After three days in this way, the old man named Lu suddenly flexed his fingers and flicked the blue-colored Baoding, and a mana fell on the Baoding, and the cover of the Baoding flew up with a loud noise.

At the same time, Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian, who were trapped in the cauldron for several days, also took the opportunity to fly out and landed outside the cauldron.

Zhou Yang flew out of the blue treasure cauldron, and when he saw the old man named Lu and the monk named Yin outside, his pupils shrank, and he quickly pulled Jiang Fengxian behind him like a conditioned reflex.

The old man surnamed Lu saw this action in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a burst of laughter.

Jiang Fengxian, on the other hand, looked at the back of the man in front of her with complicated eyes, with mixed feelings in her heart.

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