Chapter 707: The Big Sword Comes From the North, with Boundless Thoughts

Gongsun Yan and Ji Fu were lying side by side, not moving away, physically silent and emotionally stable.

Lu Bei stepped onto the Wusheng Gate and studied this powerful magic weapon.

The two iron doors are woven with white bones, painted with a layer of black ink, and then painted with ghosts and monsters walking at night. The black mist is the sky, the blood is the ground, and the evil ghosts symbolizing sin are roaming among them. The bright colors are extremely visually impactful.

The acquired spiritual treasure level has many wonderful uses, and the most terrifying magical power is the calamity of the worshiper Xiao Wu's decline.

In comparison, Xuanlong Demon Xiu Tuyuan's 'Five Emperors Great Demonic Seal' seems a bit petty, with demonic thoughts entering the body, full of desires, and far less threat than the small five deities of heaven and man.

The magic weapon is very good, but it's too hot to handle. Whoever takes it will be the loser.

The Ji of the Holy Land of the Human Race was given to Qi Yan's Ji, but looking at the complex international relations in the Kyushu Continent, it can be said that Qi Yan is a pawn in Emperor Ji's attempt to rebuild the glory of the ancient country of Great Xia.

Lu Bei was still young and didn't want to accidentally catch the cold, so he didn't accept the magic weapon that was delivered to his door.

This thing has nothing to do with poor monks!

Lu Bei thought silently in his mind and kicked the door: "Senior Ji, stop pretending. With your ability to survive, that sword can't kill you."

After the words fell, Ji Fu, who was emotionally stable, opened his eyes and heard the old voice belonging to Ji Han.

Lu Bei is not surprised at all, but for this reason alone, the princess of the Ji family will not be able to taste the benefits of him.

"Sect Master Lu is very talented. I am sincerely convinced today. I just ask for a few days of grace to allow me to explain my funeral arrangements." Ji Han said in admiration.

This is the second time he has fought against Lu Bei. The first time was in October last year. When the two met for the first time, they were evenly matched. He barely managed to remain undefeated by relying on his level advantage.

In just half a year, in the time it took a practitioner to take a nap, the difference in strength between the two was completely different.

Ji Han was not only amazed by Lu Bei's qualifications, but also admired his character. Comparing his feelings with others, if he had such qualifications, he would have been arrogant for a long time and relied on his talents to look down upon the world.

But Lu Bei didn't have any, and he didn't even want the Wu Shengmen that fell on the ground and no one picked it up.

It’s so stable!

All the calculations failed, and Ji Han's last trump card was useless.

Compared with strength, it is far inferior. Compared with friends, Lu Bei has Xuanlong and Xiongchu to help him. He can defeat Qi Yan with a dog. He is willing to die and is completely convinced.

"It's natural to tell the funeral affairs."

Lu Bei nodded, then nodded to Zhu Xiushi who took out a bill and threw it in front of Ji Han.

"Senior Ji took a look at it. The first page is Tianjian Sect's compensation, the second page is Xiong Chu, the third page is Xuan Long, and the next ten pages are all Wu Zhou." Zhu Xiushi waved his fly whisk, and thousands of threads entangled him, sweeping away the unconscious man. Gongsun Yan of the Qing Dynasty temporarily increased the price to make up for the ransom of the captives.

When will the account be received and when will the person be released?

Why are there so many Wu Zhou?

Lu Bei raised his eyebrows. As expected of the old Zhu family, they knew how to take advantage of the situation and rob them.

"Why are there so many Wu Zhou?"

Ji Han's scalp was numb and he stared at Zhu Xiushi dumbfounded. He had been cultivating immortals for many years, and it was rare to see such a shameless person.

Zhu Xiushi refused to explain, snuggled next to Lu Bei, smiled charmingly, and talked about the blood curse of the Gu family.

Xiong Chu is about to take off, and Wu Zhou's house is flooded with rain all night long. Under this situation, Qi Yan can only weaken Qi Yan to stabilize the national power. There is a great opportunity in front of him, so he must make a profit no matter what.

As soon as Zhu Xiushi mentioned the blood curse, Lu Bei was like a monkey who had heard a tight curse. He glanced at the bill and said sternly: "Qi Yan's plan is vicious, the general trend is over, Wu Zhou will be in trouble, and there are only ten pages. It can be called repaying evil with kindness. Why is Senior Ji still hesitating? In exchange, this sect leader promises to agree immediately, lest Wu Zhou regrets and asks for a price increase."

"Can……"

"No buts, old timer is running out, it's not your turn to worry about the future."

"..."

Ji Han looked at Lu Bei, who looked upright, and then at Zhu Xiushi, who was lying in his arms and showing off, and lamented that the Ji family was still too shameless. If he had known this, he would have packed up the three generations of princesses, old, middle and young, and sent them to heaven. Jian Zong.

"The matter is so important that I alone cannot make the decision."

"That's right. The matter is serious and we have to go through a process. After you die, they can let you bear the infamy alone."

Lu Bei nodded, with an expression as usual, he added another blow, and then said meaningfully: "Hurry up. This sect leader can afford to wait, but Wu Zhou and Xuanlong cannot afford to wait. When the war breaks out, it won't be as simple as compensation."

Ji Han's face twitched, he threw his head back and fell silent.

As soon as Ji Han left, Zhu Xiushi hurriedly rolled up Qiansi, kidnapped Ji Fu and accepted the second prisoner.

Pain and happiness.

In the Xuanlong Millennium Divine Dynasty, the leader of the Four Kingdoms has a stable position. Xiongchu has broken the curse and only needs the foundation to show off the style of the Millennium Divine Dynasty. Wu Zhou cannot compare with the two countries, and he can only bully Qi Yan to survive in the future.

The pleasant discussion came to an end. There were many people in Lu Bei and the truth was great. Even if Ji Han was dissatisfied in every way, he could only hold his nose and admit it.

On the pretext of appreciating the local characteristics, he did not rush back to Wuzhou. He declined King Yuanji's customs of Xiongchu and wandered around Wuyong City alone.

"Why haven't you left yet? You have two prisoners with you. Aren't you afraid that Qi Yan will kidnap the prisoners?" Lu Bei turned to look at Zhu Xiushi with a look of disgust on his face.

Zhu Xiushi hummed, it was impossible to appreciate the local customs. The head of the Tianjian Sect had many beauties, and the vulgar people outside could not catch his eye. She knew this in her heart, and she just wanted to stay for a while.

If the guess is correct, Lu Bei will have another chance to receive the money.

We are all cultivating immortality, so why do some people have so many opportunities that they can never use them up, while some people can only rely on others' opportunities?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he quickly put a seal on Lu Bei to prevent him from disappearing again before he finished speaking.

"You are quite smart, much smarter than King Yuanji."

Lu Bei pinched Zhu Xiushi's chin and shook it: "However, you have also seen that we are neither relatives nor friends, and have a very pure and ordinary relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend. There is no reason for this sect leader to leave good things to you, right? ?”

After saying that, he instantly broke free from the seal, transformed into golden light, and headed straight towards Yuezhou.

Zhu Xiushi stamped his feet, took out the colorful stone and turned into a pretty face, and also transformed into golden light and chased after him.

A moment later, Lu Bei appeared on the spot, shook his head towards the direction where Zhu Xiushi disappeared, took out the map and flew towards the south.

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There are three major spiritual ancestral lands in the Kyushu continent. These three ancestral dragons stretch across the east and west and divide the north and south. They are the Buzhou Mountains, the Kunlun Mountains, and the Mangyin Mountains in order.

The Buzhou Mountains are basically the territory of the demon clan, while the Mangyin Mountains are thousands of miles away from death and are not suitable for life to take root and grow. Therefore, the human race branch seems to be vast, but in fact it has always surrounded the Kunlun Mountains.

The center of the Kunlun Mountains is the ancestral land of the human race Daxia and the proper center of the Nine Provinces Continent.

Wu Zhou, who was deeply cultivating in the north of Lu, was in the northeast of Daxia's ancestral land, while Zhao Qin was in the southeast. To reach the secret realm of Zhao Qin, one must cross the Kunlun Mountains.

Two options.

The first one is to fly directly over.

The second one is to use the Daxia Ancestral Teleportation Formation to pass through this natural barrier from north to south.

The third one is to bypass the Kunlun Mountains, pass through the foggy restricted area, and take the sea route.

Normal people would choose the second option, but Lu Bei didn't want to reveal his whereabouts and didn't want to take a long detour, so he decided to cross the Kunlun Mountains and enjoy the magnificent scenery of the Land of the Ancestral Dragons.

I heard that there are many high-level monks in Kunlun Mountains who are in retreat. Some of them are in the Mahayana stage. If they are lucky, they can also encounter secret realms that suddenly appear in the world. Taking this path has the most experience.

Ten days later, the disgraced Lu Bei descended his branches and sat cross-legged in meditation, recovering most of his lost mana.

"We're almost there. Let's look around and see if there are any suitable vests."

There is no need to mention the advanced map. At the very beginning, his soul relied on the black-winged golden-eyed eagle, fluttering its wings and flying straight into the hinterland of the Kunlun Mountains. He was intercepted by his spiritual consciousness dozens of times. He also fell into the illusion array several times and was captured by the earthly immortal level. The monk stopped him.

He has no other intentions, he is just greedy for the golden-eyed carving of the human body, and he wants to be a sacred beast that protects the mountains.

A large eagle should have a good figure, a good appearance, an extraordinary appearance, and be particularly cool when flying. It is very dignified when visiting relatives and friends. It is a perfect top-grade mount.

That’s it!

The male immediately groomed the male, while the female disciplined her strictly.

It is conceivable that these earth immortals are unlucky.

I didn't catch the mount, so I got a beating. After being beaten, I had to nod and bend down to compensate for the mental loss. I lost money and lost money to the point where I wanted to cry without tears.

After sending away the golden-winged roc, they figured out where the monster invasion came from. It was all nonsense, and they were being fished to enforce the law.

Before reaching the hinterland of the Kunlun Mountains, four billion qualifications were recorded in his account. Lu Bei smiled brightly, secretly thinking the same as Bai Zhan.

As he flew, he no longer thought so.

The closer to the center of the Kunlun Mountains, the higher the level of the Earth Immortal. Once again he encountered a Mahayana monk and was almost beaten by a group of friends. He decisively switched back to a pretty boy and honestly gave up the idea of ​​fishing for law enforcement.

There is no need to waste any more time. If the Mahayana monks from Daxia's ancestral land are attracted and their identity is exposed, it is better to use the teleportation formation from the beginning.

Again, there is nothing to say about advanced maps.

In the second half of the journey, he kept a low profile like Lu Bei, but he still encountered several interceptions. Some were in need of Taoist companions, some were in need of disciples, and some were cultivators who were obsessed with eating hot food.

The realm of senior monks is too crazy, and many people have damaged their brains by cultivating. This makes Lu Bei say that he can't understand, open the way with his fists, and harvest experience with tears.

Because of the speed, he didn't know that news about the mysterious Mahayana monks crossing the Kunlun Mountains spread like wildfire. The ancestral land of Daxia received the exact information and sent special personnel to investigate.

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North of Zhao Qin.

A branch of the Kunlun Mountains, Hengshui Mountain.

An old Taoist looked up at the sky, holding the compass in his hand and muttering to himself.

If you look closely, you will find that the old Taoist priest's eyes are white, he has been blind for a long time, and he is generally blind.

"The Patriarch said that the great sword came from the north, and with a single thought, he obtained this magical weapon, which is better than thousands of magical powers. Why has the old Taoist waited for so many years and still not seen the magic weapon?"

"Master Patriarch, the little old Taoist's time is short, I'm afraid he won't be able to stay on this mountain."

"The matter of reviving the Wuliang Sword Sect... can only be entrusted to future generations."

boom! ! !

The golden light fell to the ground, and the hurricane blew the old Taoist priest back again and again.

"Old man, is this Zhao Qin?"