Across the Sky From the Stop of Time

Now that he knew that Tiandu Minghe was not far from his incarnation, Hao Shuai immediately sent a message to his Lihuo clone, asking him to subdue Tiandu Minghe first and help him be born as soon as possible.

"Fellow Taoist, if nothing is wrong, Pindao will leave first." Just as Hao Shuai was delivering the message to his clone, the blissful boy said goodbye.

Hao Shuai looked at the Paradise boy who was about to leave, but a smile appeared on his face again, and he asked softly: "I wonder if the Ten Thousand Years Purple Zhilan is with fellow Taoist?"

It turns out that Hao Shuai was thinking just now: Since the Tiandu Minghe River is real, then the legendary Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion's rare ten thousand-year-old purple orchid is also in the body of the Paradise Boy.

You must know that the Ten Thousand Years Purple Zhilan is a magical medicine that was banished from the immortal world to the mortal world. It really has the miraculous effect of reversing numerology and conquering the creation of heaven and earth.

At that time, the founder of the Emei Sect, Changmei Zhenren Renshou, had very different qualifications. As soon as he took this medicine, he became a miracle in Taoism. He advanced all the way and became the biggest legend in the past thousand years.

If Zhuguo, Mangoba, Wanzai Kongqing and Jiuhua Mountain Chemazhi can be considered top-grade elixirs, then Wannian Zizhilan can be said to be the top-grade elixir.

"Hey~"

Just when Hao Shuai was thinking about the Ten Thousand Years Purple Zhilan, the Paradise Boy suddenly threw out a jade box to Hao Shuai, then paused, broke the ground in an instant, and escaped into the distance.

Seeing the blissful boy leaving without saying goodbye, Hao Shuai shook his head with some laughter. It seemed that he had been tricked by Hao Shuai. When he met Hao Shuai in the future, he would have to run away all the way. .

Picking up the jade box on the ground, Hao Shuai opened it and saw that a thousand-year-old purple orchid was lying there quietly, accompanied by bursts of fragrance.

"That guy from Ji Le is running fast!" Hao Shuai smiled and put the jade box into the space, ready to see how the sword fight was going on in the Wei family field.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he flew into the air, he saw a sword light flying straight towards him.

When the sword light flew closer, a fat monk with white beard and white hair also came into Hao Shuai's eyes.

"Zen Master Xiaoyue!!" After seeing the appearance of the person coming, Hao Shuai subconsciously called out the person's name.

The person who came was Zen Master Xiaoyue who had just evacuated from Weijiachang. He was controlling the flying sword and subconsciously stopped when he heard someone calling his name.

But when he saw clearly that the person calling him was an unknown person, he suddenly became wary and said, "Your Excellency, are you calling me a poor monk? It seems that we have never met before?"

In fact, Hao Shuai also met Zen Master Xiaoyue for the first time. The reason why he recognized him was entirely because he had the same mind as the Yang Shen who controlled the green robe.

Therefore, Hao Shuai did not answer Zen Master Xiaoyue's question, but slapped Zen Master Xiaoyue without any warning.

Zen Master Xiaoyue, who was cautious by nature, had long been on guard against Hao Shuai. Seeming to make a sudden move, he immediately twisted his waist to avoid Hao Shuai's palm wind. At the same time, he waved his big hand, and two golden and red rays of light intertwined with each other and came through the air. Flying towards Hao Shuai’s Mingmen.

These two rays of light were emitted by Zen Master Xiaoyue's most precious treasure, the Broken Jade Hook.

Although the broken jade hook is called a hook, it is actually a flying sword. It is a double hook with a handle that was tempered by the ancient Gonggong clan using Taiyi Yuanjing and ten thousand years of cold crystal. When it is fired, it turns into two golden-red hooks. Intense brilliance flew out after mating with each other, with unparalleled power.

In order to resist the magic weapon of the Jade Box Flying Knife left by Patriarch Changmei, Zen Master Xiaoyue went through a lot of hardships and finally found the broken jade hook in the purple golden dragon at the Lotus Peak of Huangshan Mountain.

As soon as the light arrived, a large cauldron suddenly rose above Hao Shuai's purple palace, emitting infinite light to cover it.

Hao Shuai focused heavily on the precious light suspended in front of the life gate. He showed no fear. Instead, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out a pair of delicate hands, and sucked forward.

The two golden-red rays of light turned into a double-handled hook that was neither gold nor jade, with an ancient shape and about two feet long, and fell into Hao Shuai's hand.

"Is this Gonggong's broken jade hook? It is indeed a treasure." Hao Shuai raised both hooks and carefully looked at the magic weapon in his hands.

Seeing this ancient hook-shaped mauve, it is fully engraved with strange calligraphy, ancient seal scripts, talismans, and the like. It contains precious light and is extraordinary.

"What a thief, return my flying sword quickly!!"

Seeing that his treasure had easily fallen into the hands of others, Zen Master Xiaoyue shouted hurriedly. At the same time, he increased the output of his magic power and activated the restraint left on the broken jade hook, trying to break free from Hao Shuai's big hand.

"What's your flying sword! It's obviously mine." With Hao Shuai's character, there was no way he could return the magic weapon he had obtained. He immediately wiped out the spiritual consciousness left by Zen Master Xiaoyue in two or two strokes, and then retracted it into the space.

"puff!!"

The treasure was taken away, and Zen Master Xiaoyue was suddenly mentally damaged and vomited blood.

But now he has no time to care about his injuries. He must take back the broken jade hook, because the broken jade hook is his confidence to resist the jade box flying knife left by the long-browed ancestor.

The angry Zen Master Xiaoyue immediately took a handful of short hair off his head, held it in his mouth, bit the tip of his tongue, muttered something in his mouth, and sprayed it towards Hao Shuai.

The sky was immediately covered with clouds, and a ball of green fire embraced thousands of fire dragons, flying towards Hao Shuai.

This move is called Twelve Capital Gods, and it is a magic technique taught to him by Master Haha, the master of Zen Master Xiaoyue. This technique is extremely powerful and no small matter.

Just one use of it will shorten one's life span or suffer a serious disaster. When Haha's ancestor taught him, he once told him not to use it lightly until his life was at stake.

Today he was also forced by Hao Shuai, so he desperately used this trick.

Zen Master Xiaoyue worked hard~~

But Hao Shuai, who had obtained the magic weapon, no longer wanted to fight with him.

After all, Hao Shuai is just coveting Zen Master Xiaoyue's magic weapon, and he doesn't want his life. He also wants to keep Zen Master Xiaoyue's life to cause trouble for Emei!

There is no benefit at all from continuing the fight. This is a waste of time for Hao Shuai who can't afford to go early without any benefit.

Therefore, facing those thousands of fire dragons, Hao Shuai chose to run away and teleported directly, disappearing in front of Zen Master Xiaoyue.

Hao Shuai's sudden escape almost missed Zen Master Xiaoyue. He had no idea that a master like Hao Shuai would run away so shamelessly! !

Doesn't he have the consciousness to be a master? !

That is to say, Hao Shuai has left, otherwise he will definitely tell Zen Master Xiaoyue: How much is the face of a master worth? The key is to pocket the benefits.

Zen Master Xiaoyue, who was obviously tricked, looked up to the sky angrily and shouted: "Good thief, don't leave if you have the guts! Come out and fight to the death!!"

Unfortunately, after a while, he was still alone in the silent sky.

After losing the treasure and shortening his life span by twelve years, Zen Master Xiaoyue had never been so aggrieved. His heart was so angry that another large mouthful of blood spurted out. His figure was instantly shaky and he almost fell from the air.

After finally calming down, Zen Master Xiaoyue staggered towards Huangshan Mountain. However, he had already deeply imprinted Hao Shuai's appearance in his mind, and he was waiting to meet him someday. , must kill the enemy with one hand...

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