Of course, there are many people in the world who are grateful for their gratitude.
Of course, those who fall to the ground will not all be honest or sincere, but those who take the opportunity to make friends with each other will not be the only ones.
Yu Baimei knew this, and Yang Yu was also very clear about it.
However, after the battle in Dingyang City, those who dared to gather here will not be inferior to each other, whether they are in a person's mind or in a person's manner.
Therefore, although he was complicated, he did not leave, but raised his hand to support everyone.
But it was just to help it up and not to answer anything. It was just to let those who were willing to serve it and go to Northwest Road.
The most critical point of being the king is naturally the establishment.
With the system, the sea of ​​nature is inclusive, and even as the king of the northwest, he will not go beyond the system to recruit anyone.
The more insurmountable the system is, the more it can last forever in the world. He naturally understands this.
"Hiss Yang."
After everyone dispersed, the sky was already dark, Yu Baimei had just approached and bowed slightly:
"Then the person who wants to save the old witch in the end is Lu Chen?"
He kept this question in his heart for the middle of the night. At this moment, everyone dispersed, but still couldn't help asking.
"It's probably him."
Yu Yang nodded.
I have lived in the old woman for more than 3,000 years. No matter how unbearable it is, she will not recognize Lu Chen, who lives in the world.
Since she said that, it was probably.
"This person is afraid he is very dangerous."
Yu Baimei's expression moved.
Lu Chen's name is much louder to a group of warriors than the name of the old woman Liansheng.
Judging from his final move, his practice is probably not inferior, and he even surpasses the old witch.
But such a dangerous person is still hiding in the dark, and the thousand-year heritage of Hanging Mountain has never mentioned the information that this person may have existed.
This is too terrifying and terrifying...
"He may not be stronger than this old witch, otherwise he would not have been able to hide."
He had no idea, and Yang Yu didn't think about it anymore.
Jiu Yao is the limit before the change of heaven, and even the three thousand years of accumulation of the old woman can’t overcome it.
Lu Chen can't do it either.
And as long as you haven't taken that half step, even if you practice for a longer period of time and have a deeper foundation, you will never be irresistible.
"It's a turbulent time."
Yu Baimei sighed:
"I don't know how many of these old monsters there are, so shouldn't they still have..."
The man who was suspected to be Lu Chen clearly understood the essence of the Seven Tribulation Sword Technique. At this moment, he was still a little scared.
In the hands of him, the orthodox inheritor, the Seven Tribulation Sword was almost captured by him. How could he feel at ease?
"Not going to happen again!"
Zhang Dong spoke hoarsely. He took out a straw raincoat from somewhere and put on a straw hat, and hiding in a dormant atmosphere:
"It's a blessing that these two old guys can live to this day, and there's no way there's more!"
“…”
Hearing his words, the few people present couldn't help but glance at him.
After living for more than a thousand years, aren’t you an old monster yourself?
"Master of Qiankun Cave."
Yu Yang looked at him lightly.
Of course he is familiar with Qiankun Cave. He had met with people many years ago.
This is an organization that secretly collects the master of magical powers and pursues the world's harmony...
Huh ~
The latter retreated several feet like a thunderbolt, and his straw raincoat and hat couldn't help but tremble.
"Northwest King, I have no grudges with you in the past and have no grudges recently. I just joined forces to fight against the enemy. You shouldn't have to attack me?"
Zhang Dong's heart was thrilled.
Of course, he was not ignorant of Yang Yu.
In fact, after encountering the mysterious monk and the sloppy Taoist one after another, he valued intelligence no less than Hanging Mountain.
He knew all the masters in the past few hundred years, and he was of course more familiar with the famous King of Northwest.
This is a very dangerous person!
"Yang has a few doubts, and needs to answer the cave owner, whether to do it, and you need to ask before you know."
He shook his sleeves and before he could answer, Yang Yu had already asked:
"More than a thousand years ago, the epileptic monk practiced and killed the Eight Demons. It is said that you were the main one. What was your ritual?"
"ceremony?"
Zhang Dong was slightly stunned.
For the Master of Supernatural Powers, rituals can be regarded as taboos among taboos. After all, once the ritual is leaked, it is hard to say that they will not be targeted.
But this is for those who are trapped before the "second step to becoming an immortal".
He has made all ten things, so he would not care whether the ceremony was acquired by someone. He immediately answered:
"In the past, there was indeed a saying of the Nine Demons. My Taoist fruit and rank were indeed the demons' "Crossing Yellow", but I do not recognize the so-called devil's theory."
Almost all the major forces know what kind of person Yang Yu is, so Zhang Dong naturally won’t know.
"My supernatural powers do have the effect of absorbing others' life and prolonging one's own life. But for thousands of years, I have never forced anyone!"
"What do you mean is someone willing to give you life?"
Yu Baimei couldn't help but sneer when she heard this.
"Does Taoist Master Yu think that everyone in this world wants to live forever, and everyone cherishes their lives and refuses to give up?"
Zhang Dong sneered:
"The poor and rich and powerful, the emperor seeks immortality! There are so many ordinary people in this world that they don't want to live and cannot survive!"
"sophistry!"
"sophistry?"
Zhang Dong shook his head, ignored him, but looked at Yang Yu and said:
"Ride by the yellow life span for more than a thousand years, this life span is not given by God, but a gift from man! Zhang's ceremony is to buy the life of a thousand people!
One person lives a hundred years, which can last for a year! The epileptic monk regards me as a demon, but it is not bad. I have bought the life of a thousand people!"
Yu Baimei's eyebrows changed rapidly, but Yang Yu nodded with a expressionless face:
"continue."
"I am not taking my life, but buying my life! There are too many people who suffer too much, and they do not hesitate to live!
This is the case in prosperous times, and even more so in troubled times! In that chaotic times that lasted for hundreds of years, human life was as humble as grass.
It took me only three years to buy a thousand lives!”
Under the straw raincoat, Zhang Dong sighed slightly:
"In those three years, I bought the cheapest life, a load of millet, that was an old woman. She worked hard to save her grandson, the child's parents wanted to change the flesh of her son and serve her mother..."
The will of the Martial Saint surged in front of everyone, and in a trance, it seemed that light and shadow were intertwined.
What he said was the statement of the scene inside. In troubled times, changing children and eating, thin old woman, working hard to save her grandson...
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Yu Baimei was silent.
"Do you still want to see the King of Northwest? More than a thousand years have passed, and the voices and appearances of those thousand people are still sealed in my heart..."
“No need.”
Yu Yang interrupted him and asked the second question:
"How much do you know about Lu Chen?"
Unlike the old woman Liansheng, who has lived for three thousand years and has been recorded by many major forces, Lu Chen is like a ghost, and seems to have never been discovered.
In recent years, Yang Yu has read countless books, but no clues have been found about Lu Chen's death.
"he……"
Zhang Dong paused slightly and organized his tone:
"More than four hundred years ago, I woke up from my sleep. It was a chaotic world and there were many people who worked hard. In a few years, my injuries were healed...
And the old witch came to the door and almost killed me several times..."
Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth:
"After that, Lu Chen appeared. At that time, I didn't know who this person was, but his appearance allowed me to escape the disaster, and the price was to help him find someone..."
"who?"
"Zhang Yuanzhu!"
Zhang Dong was very calm:
"Zhang Yuanzhu, Chen Xuanying, and many heroes of the world. He asked me to send many magical secrets and elixir experiences..."
"What is he going to do?"
Yu Baimei and Lu Qingting looked at each other, especially the latter, their expressions became increasingly unnatural.
"I didn't understand it at that time, but later I slowly recalled it. He created the troubled times in those days, and the people who ended the troubled times were also chosen by him and introduced them!"
Zhang Dong expressed his guess.
"Start up troubled times, end troubled times, take the initiative to pass on your power, and never show up..."
Yang Qiu frowned and thought, but did not reveal it, and continued to ask the last question:
"You have been enduring for hundreds of years, but you just came out today. Why?"
There are various reasons why the Lord of Qiankun Cave lives longer is purely because of his special supernatural powers and the person is cautious.
This was analyzed by Yang Yu from his words.
Because, for more than a thousand years, he was either seriously injured and sleeping or hiding.
Avoid the epileptic monks, avoid the sloppy Taoist, avoid the old woman who loves her, avoid Zhang Yuanzhu, and avoid Zhang Xuanba...
"It's... Hanyue Sanren."
Zhang Dong hesitated for a moment, but answered anyway.
‘I will die if I cannot die…’
He silently thought in his heart that he did not hide it because he keenly sensed the danger of the person in front of him:
"He said, this is my death disaster. If you lose Dayan Mountain, you will be unable to escape..."
"Hanyue Sanren..."
Lu Qingting's heart was slightly moved. He remembered that the old Taoist also told him a fortune a few years ago...
"You trust him so much?"
Yu Baimei was a little suspicious.
"It is not to believe in him, but to believe in his supernatural powers."
Seeing that Yang Yu stopped asking questions, Zhang Dong breathed a sigh of relief and no longer wanted to stay. He bowed slightly.
Turn around and leave, and disappear in a few ups and downs.
"There are at least seventy masters of magical powers gathered in the Qiankun Cave, and there are not many people who know Taoism. It is very dangerous, but it is not a vicious sect like Liansheng Sect..."
Lu Qingting whispered the information in the hanging mountains:
"In recent years, the Taoist fruits have emerged one after another in various places, the power of Qiankun Cave has increased greatly, and the conflicts with Guan Qi's Secret Sect have occurred many times..."
The information on Hanging Mountain is naturally much more detailed than Northwest Road, and Yang Yu nodded and thanked:
"Thank you, Brother Lu, for answering your questions."
"Brother Yang is too polite..."
Lu Qingting wanted to say something else, but Yu Baimei bowed a long time:
"God is not a good man to treat the old Taoist. When his life is over, he can see the old demon being killed, and he can see such a rare hero as Yang..."
"Thank you, thank you!"
After saying that, without waiting for Yang Yu to help him, he turned around and disappeared into the mountains and forests with Lu Qingting.
"If you have any orders in the future, just keep a letter from you, and I will definitely help you with all my strength!"
Huh ~
The clouds and mist that had been shrouded in Dayan Mountain for many years finally dissipated under the red sun.
In the ruins, Yang Yu stood in the middle of the night. When the sun rose, he felt a move in his heart and found what he wanted.
Chapter completed!