Chapter 1290: Final Chapter Since Ancient Times, the Capital Is Just This Yellow Page

"My name is Wang Qingzhou, and I have met some fellow Taoists." Wang Xuan responded.

The three men and one woman are all very good, flowing with unpredictable Dao rhyme, and they all maintain a vigorous youthful state. If it is an old monster that has lived for several centuries, it is estimated that it will not choose such a young face.

This should belong to a person who is not very old and has extraordinary talents.

The fiery eyes of the four people were slightly restrained, they moved away from the paper carrying the mysterious symbols, and looked at Wang Xuan carefully.

"My name is Yihui." The gray-haired young man in the lead smiled. He held a special classic to illuminate the remnants around him, and there were many vague scriptures surrounding it.

"Mingxuan." The woman in the purple dress spoke, with a quiet beauty and a quiet temperament, but today there was a bright light in her eyes.

The other two men introduced themselves as Xuan Yi and Ku Rong. They are both high-level aliens, stronger than the two from the other side that Wang Xuan met in the 36th Heaven.

"Fellow Daoist, where did you come from?" Mingxuan, the only female alien, opened her mouth, her clothes fluttering, appearing serene amidst the boundless remnants of the disappearance of the Sea of ​​Origin.

"Where the clouds are deep and misty, when the heavy snow is flying, it will be a journey in the world." Wang Xuan responded peacefully.

"Walking in the world together, why ask the source." The gray-haired young man said with a smile, greeted Wang Xuan, and sat down in the area of ​​the meteorite group among the remnants, obviously wanting to have a good chat.

The four of them glanced at the Dao paper from time to time, without deliberately concealing it, obviously it was a feeling of "extremely exciting".

Wang Xuan pondered, the gray-haired man in the lead did not delve into his origin, is it because of his self-confidence, or did he already know that there are "similar" people who are "travelling" in this era?

In an instant, various associations arose in his mind. Could it be that there are a group of such mysterious and extraordinary creatures active in this era?

After the appearance of the Eternal Silence Black Umbrella, Wang Xuan set foot on the return journey from the No. 1 superhuman source, and saw that the heavens were dead and dim, and the supernatural lost the soil for survival.

He once believed that the realm of mythology had completely sunk, completely pitch-black, with no more "people" or "insomniacs" like him.

However, after returning to the old center, after several incidents, Wang Xuan discovered that it was not the same thing.

Is it still very lively in an unknown place?

The vast and boundless sea of ​​origin disappeared, and now there is only the void, and some meteorite remains, and several people are sitting cross-legged on different boulders.

On the withered yellow paper in front of Wang Xuan, the scriptures are very clear, condensed with many mysterious symbols, and there are scrolls of scriptures nearby, mysterious and mysterious, and sacred.

No matter how you look at it, the special classics in Yihui's hands are like a low-profile version of the Daoist paper, far inferior to the paper in front of Wang Xuan.

"It's an eye-opener today. I actually saw this kind of thing. Dao rhyme transformed into form, return to the truth, uniqueness, and evolved into a page." Yihui said, even if he was a stranger, he lost his composure and couldn't move it away again. look away.

He didn't use Wang Xuan to ask, to insinuate, he just said so.

Of course, this is far from specific enough, and he obviously knows more, so he revealed such an important secret casually.

"Brother Qingzhou, did you find it in this old center?" The purple-clothed woman Mingxuan's bright eyes shone brightly, and her quiet demeanor became a little warmer.

Wang Xuan nodded: "Yes, I happened to see it in a ruin, it was immortal in the embers, looming, I was lucky."

"How long has it been?" Another man, Ku Rong, asked. As the name suggests, there are two kinds of dao rhymes, the dead and the vigorous, and the cycle is repeated.

"Just got it." Wang Xuan responded, thinking of the information he learned from Leng Mei, he thought briefly.

When Mei Yukong, the true sage of the monster clan, was still a strange person, he was lucky enough to get the overloaded Dao paper in the mother universe, but he couldn't keep it. After the essence of the first era was carried at the end of the era, it would automatically disperse and disappear.

Wang Xuan felt that if he wanted to find out more information, he would naturally have to conform to the status of "the same kind" and tell some valuable information.

He took the initiative to say: "A long time ago, I heard from my elders that this kind of thing lived for a short time and it was difficult to keep it. Unfortunately, I didn't care about it back then. I didn't think I would encounter it, so I didn't get to know it deeply."

"It is the remnant rhyme of the Tao. It was born in form and manifested at the end of the era. It returns to the true, the only one, and it will inevitably disappear in the end. The world really can't keep it." The young man Xuan Yi nodded.

Yi Hui's face was fair, his eyes were intertwined with the unusual texture of imperial way, looking at the withered yellow paper, he said: "There was once a Lupo patriarch who was favored by heaven, and he discovered it by accident at the end of the two epochs. The last time, the patriarch called A number of masters came to trap it with 6-breaking magic circles to isolate the breath. But when the time came, it still escaped, and it traversed countless large universes. Since then, there has been no trace of it, and I don’t know where it landed.”

Wang Xuan wondered, he was talking about a single 6-breaker, right? Anyway, it won't be 6 breaks in the whole field, because he threw this paper in the world behind his life, and it couldn't escape.

"It's the same with my elders, leaving only infinite regrets, which can't be suppressed by all means." Wang Xuan nodded and said.

"I didn't expect it to land here." The alien woman Mingxuan is not out of the dust, like a fairy who has fallen into the world of mortals, the light in her eyes is too enthusiastic, she looks down at the paper.

Wang Xuan was surprised and said: "You don't think that what the former sages saw is just this page of paper?"

"It's highly probable." Ku Rong said.

Yihui said: "Actually, the extraordinary rules of the world are probably caused by the radiation of the only 'Tao'. If it is a residual rhyme, it can only be the only one."

He said frankly that the "classics" in his hand are the "Books of Taoism" that were researched and refined by the Lupo Patriarchs there for countless years of retreat.

After all, it's just a low imitation version, simulating withered and yellow paper.

Therefore, when they saw the mysterious paper in front of "Wang Qingzhou", they were completely shocked, and unexpectedly encountered the "source".

They have extraordinary backgrounds. As high-level aliens, what big scenes haven't they seen? Normally, when the starry sky collapses, they don't change their expressions, but now that kind of eyes, that kind of blazing, can't hide it, and don't want to hide it anymore.

Wang Xuan was pondering their identities. Different superhuman civilizations are no small matter. The other party's 6-broken patriarch actually came into contact with the overloaded Dao paper, and analyzed and researched certain results, which is quite remarkable.

Is it the visitors of several other extraordinary sources, or is it related to the real place? Wang Xuan was thinking, but it was not easy to ask directly.

Moreover, the other party was a bit taboo about this topic. When Mingxuan asked about Wang Qingzhou's roots, Yihui took the initiative to reveal it, as if he was following a certain "principle" and did not talk about each other's origins.

The gray-haired man spoke brightly: "Brother Wang, we have an unfeeling request, we want to... talk, this paper will eventually escape, can we walk with you all the way?"

Although he said he was ashamed to speak, he was not a thin-skinned person in any way. Of course, his posture was very low, he clasped his fists, made a bow, and all kinds of etiquette were in place.

"Guizhen, the only Dao paper, what does it carry? The essence of an era and an entire civilization." Wang Xuan said softly, which means, what do you give in exchange?

They met by chance, and each didn't ask where they came from, but why did they give each other such a blessing?

"This... of course, brother Qingzhou can't suffer." Mingxuan smiled sweetly.

Secretly, these four mysterious aliens have used special causal lines to connect with each other and speak in secret, so as to avoid being intercepted by outsiders.

"We four strong men are here, do we still need to be so low-key?" Sylphy said, he didn't talk much earlier, but he was relatively strong.

He continued: "Yihui, you stand in the special field, and we are waiting, who is the enemy in the alien field?"

"The origin of that page is too great. It is definitely more amazing than what we understand. Guizhen, the only one, belongs to the odd number!" Secretly, Yihui whispered, very solemnly, said: "The person who can discover and obtain this page can Is it simple? At the very least, his fortune is in full swing in this era, even if there is a dispute between Daoism, he will have to pass this era or two."

The woman in purple clothes, Mingxuan, agreed, and said: "The most important thing is, Guizhen, the only Daoyun paper, it will fly away by itself in a few years. Even if I can grab it at this time, I will just look at it in the end." Going far away, it's better to discuss with Wang Qingzhou and walk with each other, anyway, there will be no less good things."

Ku Rong also thinks that it is better not to have conflicts. The people who can get this page may be really an odd number. Even if their strength is not as good as them, accidents may happen and they can escape in the end.

The four feel that if they can "reasonable", there is really no need to confront.

"We have two very precious authentic scriptures here." Mingxuan sent out mental fluctuations, and with a smile, she looked at the mysterious Wang Qingzhou.

Wang Xuan smiled and didn't say anything. To this day, is he a person who lacks authentic scriptures? Unless you bring the classics of the 6 broken domains.

"Very rare and extremely precious." Kurong emphasized.

"Is it the method created by your Lupao Patriarch?" Wang Xuan asked.

All four were silent, that kind of classics must not be passed on to the outside world.

"How about we send out a special true holy book?" Sylphy said.

If Wang Xuan hadn't participated in the Divine Spiritual Assembly, and hadn't returned to the ancient times to get the Beast Emperor's Scripture, he might have been overwhelmed. However, he did collect a lot of ancient scriptures on that special night back then, and there was no shortage of holy-level secret chapters.

Therefore, he still only smiled faintly, without nodding, without him, the opponent's chips were not enough.

Yi Hui shook the low imitation version of the Taoist paper in his hand, and said: "How about this, this special tome in my hand has also collected some mysterious Taoist rhymes and immortal scriptures in other places where magic is destroyed along the way, Coupled with the four holy scriptures of the four of us, and the strong friendship from the four of us, can we walk together all the way?"

Wang Xuan nodded, and said: "Why don't we exchange it fairly, how many immortal Daoyun scriptures I can get from you, then I will also give you equal time to comprehend, of course, including my fiery friendship."

He was naturally eager for different cosmic dao rhymes and the true meaning of immortal scriptures, so he tried to exchange parts to see how the effect would be.

All four of them laughed brightly, but they secretly underestimated this "odd number", as the other party didn't seem to understand the essential problem.

They once again connected secretly with causal lines and communicated quickly.

Ku Rong said: "Those immortal chapters, the immortal true rhyme left in the embers, how could it be possible to comprehend thoroughly in a short period of time, it will take a lot of time to absorb, refine, and comprehend in the future, and now I just remember it roughly. It’s not an exaggeration to swallow the jujube whole.”

Sylphy smiled slightly, and said: "After all, it wasn't long before he got this page, so it's understandable. But Brother Yihui, it's up to you this time. You are in a special field, so you should be able to remember a lot of things. The true meaning of immortal dao rhyme."

The two sides are very harmonious, all with satisfied smiles, approaching each other, ready to absorb and comprehend the immortal rhyme collected by the other party.

The mist is 6 broken in the whole field, and it is difficult for creatures of the same level to see the mist thread.

And Wang Xuan immediately confirmed that among the four, there is a single 6-breaker, which is indeed quite remarkable.

Beside the gray-haired young man, mist rose, but he did not hide himself, did not disappear from the world, he opened the 6 broken domain, just to evolve some kind of supreme means.

After running some kind of 6 broken scriptures with all his strength to match his special field, a vague and flawed wine pot gradually appeared in his hand. wine glass.

Yihui poured the wine with difficulty, sweat came out of his forehead, and he felt more and more tired. He poured wine from the jug, drop after drop, very slowly and sparsely, and part of the wine came from the broken wine glass. leaked out.

Wang Xuan asked: "Brother Yihui, what are you doing, your posture is very strange."

In fact, his heart was agitated, and he was quite looking forward to it. He wanted to understand the wonders in the mist through these four people, and the Yihui in front of him actually used a special item.

Yihui laughed, and said: "I'm enlightening, um, it's a little bit special, like drunk but not drunk, a pot of turbid wine can swallow eternity."

He is not sure whether this strange number named Wang Qingzhou can see this mysterious and priceless set of drinking utensils.

He didn't know whether the other party also had some unconventional methods in special fields, so his words were ambiguous.

Ku Rong and Xuan Yi secretly smiled, feeling ups and downs, very eager and looking forward to it, if Yi Hui could drink many glasses of wine successfully, the immortal rhyme collected by the other party would definitely be remembered.

Mingxuan smiled and said: "The road to transcendence is mysterious and mysterious. Yihui has his own way, and we also have our own world, each of which is different."

She is naturally not sure what Wang Qingzhou is like, and she is also testing, but she is very reserved and has some pride of her own, and then said: "There have been rumors throughout the ages that some geniuses are different, and we are all working hard to pursue Those misty and legendary realms."