Buzz!

The huge restaurant kept shaking, and the dust fell from time to time.

"You, you..."

Hearing the three words "Wanfa Tower", he looked at Yang Yu who gently pressed his eyebrows and the light golden blood flowed backwards. Jiang Xiazi, who was sprinkled with flesh and blood, was dumbfounded and shocked:

"You, how dare you..."

"That bamboo building..."

He gently pinched his eyebrows, and with Yang Yu's practice today, he felt extremely tired.

Before Tongyou urged him to launch, he had already called the Longyuan Sword, and he could immediately cut off all traces of peeping when he saw that the situation was not good. Naturally, he did not suffer any backlash.

The sky eyes bleed because the shape of the bamboo building had exceeded his current limit of vision...

Jiang Xiazi was shocked to the point where his hands and feet trembled, and he replied numbly: "Yes, Xuantian Lingbao..."

"Xuantian Lingbao?"

Taking a deep breath to calm the qi and blood surging in his chest, Yang Yu chewed this strange word.

He is not ignorant of the distinction between magic weapons.

From the Golden Dragon Scissor Real Shape, he learned that the master of magic powers in ancient times called objects with Taoist techniques and magical powers "magic weapons".

The specific divisions include the difference between "Magic tools", "Magic weapons" and "Spiritual treasures".

Among them, the level of the magical seeds is refined by magical tools, Taoist fruits, and magical weapons, the level of the Taoist seeds, and the treasures of heaven and earth are divided into the fourth level of the top, upper, middle, and lower level.

According to legend, spiritual treasures are powerful creatures composed of many Taoist fruits and possessing various incredible powers.

Even in ancient times, it was an extremely precious thing.

"That's Xuantian Spirit Treasure, Xuantian Spirit Treasure..."

Jiang Xiazi had a little dry mouth.

He never dreamed that the person in front of him would be so brave that he would not even dare to reveal his name, so he would dare to spy on it.

And I really saw it...

‘Is the Sky Eye so terrifying?!’

Can't help swallowing, Jiang Xiazi felt his heart trembling.

That is the legendary Xuantian Spirit Treasure containing great supernatural powers!

From the rise of spiritual tide until the 100,000 years after the change of the sky, and over a million years, there were only nine worldly magical objects!

"Are you great power?"

The majestic and vast energy surging under the body. In less than a moment, Yang Yu had already recovered.

His expression was a little subtle. In the moment of a glance, his eyes were overwhelmed, and at the same time, the gluttony tripod seemed to fluctuate...

Pressing his chest lightly, Yang Yu thought:

"So, the reason why you can come here is because of that bamboo building?"

"Yes, yes...but, I can't say it..."

Jiang Xiazi looked numb, and for some reason, he felt a little guilty:

"In addition to Yan Longxing, there are a few people here. Unfortunately, they didn't come to Northwest Road..."

"Driving Xuantian Spirit Treasure is just to send you a few of you here?"

Yu Yang frowned.

Whether it is a magic weapon, magic weapon, or spiritual treasure, every drive will consume a huge amount of warming spiritual energy.

This is not clear about him, who is wearing golden dragon scissors and a race bag.

He had no idea how huge the bamboo building sent Jiang Xiazi and others here, but the number must be extremely amazing.

And the Wanfa Tower paid such a great price, the plot behind this...

"King Yang, I have never intended to conceal it, I really can't say it..."

Jiang Xiazi's face was a little numb.

Seeing Yan Longxing burst into mud, he was extremely afraid of his recklessness. If this person really forced him, would he be afraid that he would die here immediately?

"Yang will not force you to die."

Seeing the uneasiness in his heart, Yang Yu comforted him and asked:

"You are subject to Wanfa Tower and you must be unable to help you come and go, but why are you willing to take such a great risk and reveal your own origins?"

"I..."

Hesitating slightly, Jiang Xiazi gritted his teeth and said:

"King Yang doesn't know what it means. I am not willing to join... I am not willing to be controlled by others for the rest of my life..."

"A very reasonable reason, but it's not enough. Yang is not a person who is self-deprecating, but after thinking about it, he doesn't think he can help you anything, and..."

Yang Yu nodded and dropped the teacup:

"Even if it can, why should Yang help you?"

The power of Wanfa Tower can be seen from the glimpse of that shocking glance. Such a force is not in this world and has no grudge against him in the past and has no grudges in the past. He will only be hostile to him unless he is crazy.

"A few days ago, I read a strange book called Tide Theory. King Yang thought he had read it..."

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Jiang Xiazi said calmly:

"Those who can write this book are indeed extraordinary, but they still have limitations. He only focused on this, but did not know that there is heaven beyond the sky and there is someone outside the sky...

The rise and fall of the spiritual tide has affected countless times more terrifying than he imagined…”

Da da da da da ~

Yu Yang lightly tilted the table and signaled him to continue.

"Why did I come here? I can't tell you clearly. But I can tell King Yang clearly that in the future, like me, there will only be more and more 'outsiders'... "

Jiang Xiazi looked solemn:

"The rise and fall of the spiritual tide only lies in the realm of the sky and sea. The realm of the sky is the source of the world. The spiritual tide comes from outside and eventually merges into the sea of ​​heaven!

At this moment, the sky and sea have not yet opened, and the nearest mountain and sea world is the target of public criticism!

Is this enough?”

He said it very seriously, with ups and downs, making people unconsciously worried.

“It’s not enough.”

However, Yang Yu's expression did not change much. He had heard similar words.

Jiang Xiazi's expression froze.

"It seems that you haven't thought about it yet. So, when will you think about the conditions, come and find me again."

As soon as he hesitated, Yang Yu no longer wanted to listen. He shook his hand and pushed it out of the restaurant with a trembling energy.

"this……"

In the night wind, Jiang Xiazi was a little confused.

He thought about all kinds of possibilities, but he didn't expect that this would be like this after meeting...

After a while of a moment, he had to sigh and turn around and leave.

"Longquan Realm, Wanfa Tower..."

In the restaurant, Yang Yu turned his teacup and his thoughts were scattered.

Suddenly, his cuffs moved, and his body still had a bit of illusory Truth Taoist floating out and landed on the opposite side:

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "He should have prepared enough conditions to make you excited, why not listen?"

"Since I won't agree, I will listen, but I will just mess with my own heart, so why bother to listen?"

Drink by yourself, the bitterness spreads on the tip of your tongue, Yang Yu shook his head:

"I have enough trouble..."

Of course he could see that Jiang Xiazi was still reserved and thought that the conditions could impress him.

But he didn't want to listen.

Because he has a lot of trouble.

It is difficult to achieve if you don’t say ten, not the outside world is ready to move, not the Black Mountain Old Demon, not the outside world is the immortal mountain,

I don’t mention the golden Buddha suspected to be Lu Chen.

The altar that was most likely to have been erected in Dayan Mountain alone was enough to make him unwilling to take care of it.

That is, if seven arrows come out, the "nail-headed arrow curse" will surely die.

"It's quite a lot!"

After counting his fingers, the old Taoist Zhenyan couldn't help but sigh:

"Luckily, the old Taoist is dead, otherwise, he might have to worry about it at this moment."

“…”

Yu Yang almost choked by tea.

Without physical restraint and being free from the hands of the great enemy, the old Taoist is more free and free than before his lifetime.

"Her nail-headed arrow book, three bows a day, will take seven years to achieve success. Calculate the time, if she goes back, you will only have two years..."

Smiling, the old Taoist was a little curious:

"Continue to think about it, try to advance to the ten capitals? Kuixing can't resist the nail-headed seven arrows. If you want to break the deadlock, you have to find another way...

Look at how you look, have you figured out a solution?"

"In legend, even immortals and gods can worship death, what good way do I have to deal with it?"

After breathing a sigh of relief, Yang Yu stood up, his eyes seemed to pass through the night sky and saw the fenced courtyard in the mountains:

"It's nothing more than beating her to death!"

...

...

Huh ~

As summer goes and autumn comes, the heat in the pass has not subsided, and the cold outside the border has dropped sharply.

A night of cold wind blew, the mountains, rivers, land, grass, trees, mud and stones were covered with white frost. In the biting cold, many of the cattle and horses on the grassland began to die.

Just like in the past ten years, heavy storms are coming, and the entire grassland has begun to lie dormant for winter.

The cold will increase day by day.

In the initial heavy storm, ordinary people could still go out in winter. Ten years later, the most bitter and cold place outside the border, the warriors who have achieved great blood exchange have to wear cloaks.

Huh ~

In the city of Qisha King, there is a tall building that is as high as twenty-eight feet high and is made of star-stirring iron.

In the cold wind, Ye Sheng climbed up the steps.

This Yingxing Tower has twenty-eight floors, but only one person lives on a high place. Apart from that person, he is the second person to set foot here.

"Prince!"

Before he reached the top, he bowed first. Ye Sheng held the ceremony very respectfully. After the light swept over, he saw a man sitting cross-legged in the wind and snow.

He was wearing a long ink gown and was not dressed in a Nu clothes, but just when he saw the person's back, he felt a vast and rough feeling coming to his face.

"There are too many people coming from the pass. Unless you go in person, Fangcun Xianshan will no longer be able to be guarded..."

Without any nonsense, Ye Sheng reported respectfully.

He is one of the few people who can vaguely guess this identity, but this is not his alertness.

But he had met this person many years ago, or the incarnation of this person...

"If they come in, they will come in and out, they will naturally not go out at will."

Sitting cross-legged in the wind and snow, the old demon seemed to have no interest in the fairy mountain where thousands of people competed for and was regarded as a place of creation.

He just casually explained and called Ye Sheng, who nodded and said, "Yes":

"Although the four great masters of Qingzhou are not the top families of the Ming Dynasty, they are also richer than the kings and princes outside the border. Why do you seek refuge in this position?"

“…The prince’s destiny belongs to…”

Half a high-sounding sentence was forced back by the cold eyes. Ye Sheng's heart trembled and he lowered his head:

"The Ming Dynasty is in turmoil, and my Ye family is excluded by the court..."

"Come for the wealth of the family?"

Hearing the sound at the top of the tower, Ye Sheng's breathing stopped, but he could only nod: "...yes!"

"I, I promise you that the Ye family will be rich for three lifetimes, as long as..."

The inexplicable chill made Ye Sheng shudder:

"If the prince gives orders, he will never resign..."

"No need to die..."

Buzz!

The wind and snow seemed to be dyed black with ink, and a large piece of black fog instantly flooded the top of the tower:
Chapter completed!