Cultivation Begins From The Desert

Does the old man surnamed Lu really not know that the wooden mandrill still holds two human monks in his hands?

of course not!

The consciousness of the monk on the ninth floor of Yuanying is so powerful, he discovered Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian hundreds of miles away.

However, he has practiced for thousands of years, and the life and death incidents he has seen in his life have long been beyond count, so why would he care about the life and death of two strange junior monks?

So when he heard Mu Ji's threatening words, the smile on his face suddenly faded.

"It seems that you want to die!"

The deep voice came out of his mouth, causing Mu Ji's face to suddenly change wildly.

"Wait a minute!"

"Senior, you have to think about it clearly. Is it really worth it to lose a talented junior with [Qianyang Treasure Body] for the next cheap life?"

Mu Ji's face was full of anxiety and fear, and his voice was trembling.

In order to survive, it can change itself into the current human and demonic appearance, which shows how afraid it is of death.

Now the words of the old man surnamed Lu seem to disregard the safety of the "hostage" in its hands and kill it, how can it not be frightened.

Qianyang treasure body?

The expression of the old man surnamed Lu changed, and he glanced at the blue tripod in Mu Ji's hand in surprise.

When he found Zhou Yang and Zhou Yang, they had already been captured and bound by the wooden mandrill, but he didn't see the "Qianyang True Fire" burning on Zhou Yang's body.

At this time, when he heard Mu Mandrill's words, thoughts flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but think of the news that a new Yuanying monk in the sect sent him decades ago.

"Treasure-body cultivators are rare in the world, and it is almost impossible for two monks with [Qianyang treasure body] to appear at the same time. Could it be that the little guy in the hand of this wooden mandrill was chosen by Junior Brother Qingyang for me? That person?"

"If that's the case, it really has to be saved!"

Thoughts flashed in the old man surnamed Lu, but his face turned cold suddenly, he looked at Mu Ji with a sneer on his face and said:

"Genius junior? I'm afraid you made a mistake. The old man came to you not to save some genius junior, but because you took a treasure that didn't belong to you!"

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't want to die, hand over the treasure right away, I don't have the patience to grind it down with you!"

While he was speaking, a figure flashed behind Mu Ji, but it was the white-robed monk surnamed Yin who also chased after him.

Seeing this situation, Wood Mandrill's face turned ugly again.

Thoughts turned in its mind. While thinking about whether the words of the old man surnamed Lu are credible, it asked without hesitation: "I don't know what kind of treasure you are talking about, senior. Can you elaborate? If there is really you in the hands The treasures mentioned should be handed over!"

"Well, are you negotiating conditions with the old man?"

The eyes of the old man surnamed Lu sank, and a huge aura of coercion instantly pressed on Mudrill's body, causing his body to tremble slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

"Don't dare, dare not, how dare I have such intentions, I just..."

It was sweating profusely, trying to explain that it had absolutely no intention of saying conditions.

But before it finished speaking, the monk surnamed Yin who arrived behind suddenly interrupted: "No matter what you mean, hand over all the storage rings in your hand now, and let us search them one by one, otherwise We can only kill you first and then search slowly!"

Turn in all storage rings?

Mudrill's face changed, and he shook his head and rejected without thinking, "It's impossible!"

Then a fierce light flashed in its eyes, and it suddenly said in a very strong tone: "I don't care whether you are here to save people or find treasures, if you don't agree to my conditions, I will kill you and destroy the storage ring. If you shoot and break up, no one can get any benefits!"

It is also an old monster that has lived for thousands of years. In terms of the number of years it has lived, it is longer than the old man surnamed Lu, the ninth-level monk of the Nascent Soul, so how can he easily believe the words of the old man surnamed Lu and the monk surnamed Yin.

Although it can't tell why the two of them came here, just as it said, whether it's saving people or asking for things, as long as it doesn't agree to let it go, it can instantly kill the people in the blue cauldron. Zhou Yang and the two of them destroyed the storage ring in their hands, and broke up in two.

"you wanna die!"

The old man surnamed Lu looked angry, and with a wave of his hand, a red-gold flying sword appeared in front of him. Judging from the aura emanating from the red-gold flying sword, this is an incomparably precious sixth-grade high-grade magic weapon!

"Senior Lu calm down!"

The expression of monk surnamed Yin changed, and he hurriedly interceded.

Then his eyes turned cold, he looked at Mu Mandrill coldly and said, "I'll give you one last chance, immediately hand over our [Eye of Brightness], so that I can ask Senior Lu to spare your life, otherwise... ..."

He didn't say what would happen otherwise, but the wooden mandrill already understood what he meant.

"The [Eye of Light] you mentioned, could it be this thing?"

As soon as the wooden mandrill raised his hand, a white orb appeared in his hand.

It has a lot of treasures in its hands, but if it can be related to the word "brightness", it is the first to think of this treasure that has just been acquired.

Although it didn't see the history of this object, it knew that it was no less precious than a sixth-order magic weapon, so after hearing what the monk surnamed Yin said, it believed that the two came for the treasure, which made it feel a little relieved .

If the two old men surnamed Lu came here just for the treasure, then it would not be a matter of torturing Zhou Yang and the other two.

It used to be a Nascent Soul cultivator. Of course, he understands that the Nascent Soul cultivator is aloof and disregards life, but he doesn't think that the old man surnamed Lu, who is a dignified Nascent Soul Ninth Floor cultivator, would want to "replace the sky" just because he tortured two strange human monks. Walk the Way” and save a life.

However, at this moment, an accident happened.

The monk surnamed Yin who was chanting something suddenly pointed at the wooden mandrill with his hands in seals, and the white orb in its hand suddenly burst into light, releasing immeasurable brilliance to cover it.

Illuminated by the white light, the black hairs on the wooden mandrill and its body instantly melted like a candle.

It screams!

It resisted desperately!

It tried to urge the green Baoding town to kill the two Zhou Yang inside!

But it can't do anything!

The power of white light far exceeds its imagination.

In the end, it only screamed for less than three breaths, and was burned to a pool of ashes by the boundless brilliance, leaving only a blue-black fist-sized crystal, the storage ring in its hand, and several magic tools.

"Is this the power of the seventh-order fairy weapon [Eye of Light]? It's really powerful!"

"Senior Guangming Zhenjun, you are indeed the strongest monk born in my homeland!"

The old man surnamed Lu looked at the white orb that had been received by the monk surnamed Yin with piercing eyes, his face was full of surprise.

He also has a seventh-order fairy weapon.

But it is also a seventh-order immortal artifact, and there are differences in the ranks.

The seventh-rank fairy weapon in his hand is just a seventh-rank low-grade magic weapon.

But the magic weapon "Eye of Light" is a real seventh-order middle-grade magic weapon!

Even though the difference is only a small level, for a level-7 magic weapon, the difference of a small level is even bigger than the difference between a sixth-level magic weapon and a seventh-level magic weapon!

If it weren't for the monk surnamed Yin, and if he didn't know that the light-attribute magic weapon of the "Eye of Light" would not be able to exert much power even in his own hands, he might not be able to hold back his greed and step in to snatch it. Treasure.

"Patriarch, the old man is indeed a genius of the sky, but it's a pity that our juniors are incompetent, and even the treasure of inheritance that the old man made from the immortal body is lost. I am really ashamed of the patriarch!"

"Fortunately, thanks to the blessing of the patriarch, Yin finally found the long-lost inheritance treasure of our sect. After passing away, he finally has the face to meet the patriarch!"

The monk surnamed Yin was holding the orb in his hands with a face full of excitement, and he was not humble at all to accept everything that the old man surnamed Lu said.

He is really excited.

Finding the other half of the "Eye of Brightness" is not only as simple as allowing him to obtain a complete seventh-order middle-grade magic weapon, but also has great implications for him to go back to take over the position of the Palace Master of the Great Bright Immortal Palace in the future. s help.

Fortunately, although he was excited, he did not lose his mind due to excitement. He quickly raised his hand and put away the orb in his hand, then bowed to the old man surnamed Lu and said, "This time, I was able to find the treasure of our sect, thanks to Lu Seniors helped, this kindness, this kindness, this junior will never forget in this life, please be respected by this junior."

After speaking, he bent down and gave a deep salute to show his gratitude.

"Young Daoyou Yin, you are being polite. The only thing I want is that. As long as Daoyou Yin can help me complete that matter, such small things are nothing!"

The old man surnamed Lu smiled indifferently, and didn't care much about the thank you from the monk surnamed Yin.

Then he stretched out his hand to grab, and he grabbed the blue tripod left behind after Mu Chi's death.

"Um?"

With a frown of his eyebrows, the old man surnamed Lu couldn't help dispelling his original idea of ​​releasing Zhou Yang and Zhou Yang in the tripod.

Seeing this, the monk surnamed Yin couldn't help but asked with concern: "Why is senior Lu frowning? Is there anything that I need help from this junior?"

"It's nothing, let's wait here for a few days, Lu still has some things to deal with."

The old man surnamed Lu shook his head slightly, threw the blue tripod to the side, and placed a layer of barriers casually, then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.

When the monk surnamed Yin saw this scene, his eyes flickered, and he didn't ask any more questions. He sat down cross-legged and sacrificed the treasure of the sect's inheritance that he had just obtained.

After three days like this, the old man surnamed Lu suddenly flicked his fingers at the blue tripod, and shot out a stream of mana that landed on the top of the tripod, and the top of the tripod flew up with a loud noise.

At the same time, Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian, who had been trapped in the tripod for several days, also took the opportunity to fly out and fell outside the tripod.

Zhou Yang flew out of the blue tripod, and when he saw the old man surnamed Lu and the monk surnamed Yin outside, his pupils shrank, and he quickly pulled Jiang Fengxian behind him like a conditioned reflex.

The old man surnamed Lu saw his action and couldn't help feeling amused.

On the other hand, Jiang Fengxian looked at the back of the man in front of him with complicated eyes, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The second update, now I am writing the third chapter, I don’t know if I can finish it!