Chapter 1142: The Fantasy World

They then stood up and lined up in all four corners of the grass, making gestures one after another.

The communication skills such as voice transmission, divine thoughts, lip reading, etc. all have the risk of being seen through. Only these strange gestures that only they know can deceive everything. I am afraid that their ancestors do not understand them.

Ji Mo had a blank expression on his face. He moved his fingers. You are all clones? !

Man Yi looked normal and responded quickly with his fingertips: Of course.

The rest of the people all meant the same thing.

In this vast Yuzhu Mountain Range, there are not many dozens or hundreds of clones to cultivate, and hundreds of nests to build. Who can survive...

What about clones exploring secret realms, and at the end of the competition, I was actually just a clone, etc. There were many strange things, and they often deceived the elders of the sect.

In the first round of the competition, people directly saw that you are a clone? !

You are still so embarrassed to come with such a broken technique, Junior Brother, go back and practice it again... I gave you the Crane Spirit Tree Clone Technique of Niu Zu, but it is not very useful!

Now the Wuyun Sect has long been ashamed of having its clones discovered. In any competition, if you can't fool the on-duty elders, you can't even enter the threshold.

At this time.

Ji Mo smiled coldly and responded with a gesture, me too!

The others looked at each other indifferently. As expected, they didn't realize it just now. It's time to create a pupil technique. It's urgent.

Since the Wuyun Sect has been crooked, the free cultivation techniques of various tribes have become reference techniques. If you want any spells or effects, create them yourself!

This old ancestor doesn't know any techniques, so why am I preaching to you? !

For example, if you want to kill the enemy's ancestral tomb with one blow from a distance of billions of miles, then study it mile by mile until this technique can extend thousands of miles and blast the enemy's ancestral tomb at a fixed point!

Anyway, that's the truth. Chen Xun couldn't say any profound immortal words. The disciples of Wuyun Sect became quite rough after following Chen Xun for a long time. They didn't care at all.

Buzz...

The big wave rushed to the coast and flooded the grass.

The ancient saint was powerful and stepped onto the coast. He tried his best to show a smile that he thought was kind: "My friends, I am the ancient saint. I came from afar outside the domain. From now on, I will enter the Wuyun Immortal Sect."

It turned out to be a family member, or a heavenly master? !

Ji Mo and others changed their expressions slightly. The fierce momentum just now suddenly dissipated. They smiled kindly: "It turned out to be Senior Gu. We, the younger generation, greet Senior Gu. We have long admired you!"

Ji Mo stepped out. As a senior brother, he naturally had to be able to take responsibility and couldn't hide behind, unless there were senior sisters and brothers in front of him. As the saying goes, when the sky falls, let the tall ones go first.

The ancient sage looked solemnly, and took a look at their sect costumes. Those looming craters seemed to represent their identities, and he had collected important information about an outside sect.

He had no defense against these foundation-building disciples. In the sect of Taoist Immortal, he did not need to guard against any living creatures, and he only needed to be content.

He nodded, and still unconsciously revealed the demeanor of an old senior: "I wonder if you have time to ask me about some sect matters. Taoist Immortal asked me to experience it myself and did not tell me too much."

The ancient sage's words were quite polite. Now that he was living under someone else's roof, he still understood the ways of the world.

Ji Mo suddenly realized, and hammered his left fist into his right palm: "Senior Gu, you have finally found the right person. Junior brothers, let's tell Senior Gu about the history of our Wuyun Sect together!"

Manyi got excited, and jumped out directly, shouting loudly: "Senior Ji, I'm here! Speaking of ten thousand years ago..."

The ancient sage's expression changed slightly, and he didn't mean that.

But he did not interrupt, and began to listen patiently, and this listening... lasted for several days.

The enthusiasm of these sect friends was a little bit unaccustomed to him, and such a peaceful environment made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he had not yet fully adapted.

And the ancient saint still listened to all of Man Yi's stories with a sad face.

But he didn't know yet that these people were all clones, and the original body didn't know where to wander, or maybe, while practicing, he didn't even know where his original body was hiding.

Half a month later.

Under the moon.

The ancient saint smiled: "Thank you all, then it seems that if you want to go to the next level in the Wuyun Sect, you still have to rely on your own luck."

"Haha, Senior Gu, we are family, why are you polite." Ji Mo waved his hand and laughed, and grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the storage ring, "Senior, next, our sect's specialty."

"Senior Gu, you have to try this carefully, there is no such thing in the outside world!" Man Yi was very excited when he heard about eating, and he echoed beside him.

The rest of the people were also talking to each other, and their chatterbox made Gu Sheng, a lonely immortal seeker, quite uncomfortable.

Gu Sheng stood up and waved his hand, saying in a deep voice: "My friends, if you need guidance on the immortal path, you can come to me. The foundation-building stage is extremely important and is the foundation of the immortal path."

He also had some understanding of these young disciples. It seemed that it was difficult for the marginal disciples of Wuyun Xianzong to obtain the golden elixir, so he didn't mind helping them casually, as a way to repay the kindness of guiding them for the past few days.

Gu Sheng had a goal in mind. He stared at the vast crater in the moonlight in the distance. If he could occupy the position of the mountain master alone... the Chaos Clan could multiply here.

In those days, he seemed to be on par with Wuyun Daozu, but the distance between their immortal paths was just like the distance between the top and the foot of this crater. Only by climbing this mountain would he be truly qualified to stand in front of him... to continue the Chaos Clan!

At this time, Ji Mo and the others were still chatting casually, and they could not see the ambitions in the heart of this old senior, nor could they empathize with him.

After all...

The ancient sages set their sights on the ninety-nine rings of mountains, while the disciples of the Wuyun Sect set their sights on the three thousand worlds, with their swords pointed at the boundless worlds...

On a moonlit night with sparse stars.

A Wuyun disciple had a cold look on his face, carrying a sword on his back, looking back at the muddy road, and stepped into the sect's great secret realm alone.

A Wuyun disciple sat cross-legged on the giant pillar of the immortal platform, his magic power soaring into the sky, swallowing and spitting out the moonlight, as if he were a banished immortal from heaven.

There was a gathering of wind and thunder above the main peak, a sign of the pill calamity!

A Wuyun disciple carried a huge stone of thousands of feet on his back and walked in the Yuzhu Mountains, where all the spirits avoided him and his scalp numbed.

Above the sky, the Tianyuan stars, and the surface of the earth.

There were a thousand-foot-long auspicious phantoms of dragons and phoenixes riding the wind, and a void wheel covering the heaven and earth, with a magnificent momentum spreading over millions of miles of the surface of the stars...

There was a woman with a magic pattern on her forehead, looking down at the magnificent sky under the surface of the stars with an expressionless face!

…

Beside the coast.

The ancient sage gradually withdrew his gaze and smiled: "Then I won't bother you fellow Taoists. I will open a cave right now. You guys this time..."

But before he finished speaking, the ancient sage's voice stopped abruptly...

His smiling face seemed to be frozen on his face, and his eyes revealed a strong shock.

The sea breeze and the night wind slowly howled beside his ears.

The few young disciples of the foundation-building sect in front of him had turned into smoke and disappeared without a trace... There was no trace left, and even the surrounding flowers and plants did not change at all.

"This... How is it possible." The ancient sage's pupils were shrinking violently, as if he had entered a vast fantasy!