Immortal Creation

Mr. Long coughed, stood up, and handed over to the old monster in the stone: "I almost died in this battle. Fortunately, fellow Taoist Shi saved me."

This gesture is extremely rare.

On weekdays, Mr. Long always looks higher than his head and has an arrogant attitude.

He himself is a great monk at the Nascent Soul level, very old. The more important point is that as the temple blessing of the Ginseng-bearded Dragon King, he has a strong backing. He can be said to be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people in Qianfeng Forest.

This time, I thanked the old monster in the stone.

Cave Master Moyuan, Doctor Chiteng, King Cangteng and others looked at the stone ball with envy on their faces.

Everyone knows that after returning to Qianfeng Forest, the old monster in the stone will receive a great reward from the Ginseng Beard Dragon King!

The next moment, the hoarse voice of "Old Monster in the Stone" sounded: "Xiaolong, I am your savior. As the general, if you die, even if we completely wipe out two or three armies this time, it will be considered a great defeat. Lose!"

"I am the key figure in turning the tide in this battle and turning defeat into victory."

"What kind of reward would the Dragon King give me for such a hero?"

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

They did not expect that the old monster in Shizhong would speak so bluntly, with a very rude tone, and a completely arrogant attitude.

This is not the wise course of action.

Although the fact is that you saved Mr. Long, it can't be like this.

The latter is not just a Nascent Soul cultivator, he is also the Dragon King Temple Zhu. If you are so rude to him, you are rude to a god-level existence!

The corners of Mr. Long's eyes twitched, he put down his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and said slowly: "Easy to say, easy to say."

"Fellow Daoist Shi, don't worry. Although I can't decide on the award, I believe that Lord Dragon King will never treat you badly."

"Old Monster in the Stone" hummed and said arrogantly: "That's good."

While they were talking, another monk came and met secretly.

It's Di Lu and Gu Ya.

The two of them had been struggling with the barbarian demon camp and had the upper hand, so their escape went smoothly.

Di Lu had no expression on his face: "It's a pity that Xu Dali is already at the end of his strength. If we are given another time to burn incense, we will definitely be able to capture him!"

Guya kept silent.

Compared with his eagerness before the war, he seemed depressed now.

Guya is a beast master and treats his wolves very carefully. In this battle, his wolf pack suffered heavy losses, which made him feel heartbroken. At the same time, it also made him realize one thing -

When it comes to fighting in groups, an army composed of monks is the most powerful!

To rely on a swarm of monsters to compete with an army, the size must be at least ten times the size of the opponent.

While everyone was communicating, Chen Lingfeng, Wu Hen and others also came here.

They looked hurried and looked embarrassed.

"We underestimated the Three Generals Camp. Although Liu, Guan, and Zhang are casual cultivators, they are not ordinary people."

"Where's the horse flying legs?"

"He was captured alive by three generals."

"What?!"

Everyone was very surprised for a while.

Ma Feiqi is a demon cultivator, and his original body is a Pegasus. His cultivation level is as high as Nascent Soul, so he can evacuate even if he is defeated.

Unexpectedly, it was defeated and captured alive!

Everyone looked unhappy.

Every bit of Nascent Soul's combat power is very valuable. Now that Ma Fei's leg is broken, the loss to Qianfeng Lin is not small!

A poisonous snake emerged from the ground and spit out a jade slip.

It's a letter from Tu Ming.

Long Ye's spiritual consciousness read: "Tu Ming was seriously injured and has led the Baidu tribe to retreat first. We don't have to wait for them anymore."

As a result, Qianfenglin seriously injured one Nascent Soul and lost another Nascent Soul. The result of the battle was that the Man Yao Camp and the White Jade Camp were almost completely wiped out.

Honghua Camp suffered heavy losses, and the Third General Battalion lost a lot of troops, while Golden Halberd Army and Huoyun Camp were unscathed.

Mo Yuan Cave Master glanced at him and immediately smiled: "Ma Fei's legs are really ridiculous. I have said before that this monster's name is too real. His weakness can be seen from just one point - after dealing with General Mu's Mansion for so many years, The results were minimal.”

"Now that he was captured by mistake, or by the three unknown cultivators Liu, Guan, and Zhang, it proves my judgment even more!"

"He is a demon from the North. There are no such weak Yuanying monks in Qianfenglin. Being captured is actually a good thing."

"At least, we will not be implicated by him and suffer more serious consequences after entrusting him with important tasks!"

There is no doubt that Lu Hongtu knows how to inspire people.

He has been running the Liudong Sect for many years and is very good at speaking. The result of the defeat came from his mouth, which was Qianfeng Lin's blessing.

Master Long waved his hand: "Okay, let's go back first. Ma Feiqi was defeated and captured, which I never expected. Let's discuss what to do next when we go back."

The "Old Monster in the Stone" said in a weird manner: "The two countries are very powerful. They are just rear troops, and they are already as powerful as this."

"Don't forget, if it weren't for me, Xiaolong, your fate would be much worse than Ma Feikou."

"He was captured, but he still had a small life left. If I had been a little later, you would have been burned to ashes."

The corners of Mr. Long's eyes twitched again.

Di Lu and Gu Ya were shocked.

Chen Lingfeng, Wu Hen and other golden elixir monks widened their eyes and were so shocked that they held their breath for a moment.

What happened to the old monster in the stone? What an arrogant gesture!

A strong and unpleasant emotion suddenly surged in Master Long's heart. He seemed to see the future. Every time he and Old Monster Shizhong met, the latter would probably mention this life-saving experience.

"Old Monster in the Stone" completely ignored the solemn atmosphere and continued: "You all go, I will cut off your queen."

Lu Hongtu was surprised: "Fellow Daoist Shi, won't you go back with us?"

"That's not necessary. I am very restless and want to see the outside world." Ning Zhuo responded.

Lu Hongtu looked worried: "Now, we have just ambushed the troops of the two countries. The enemy will be furious next, and they will conduct an all-out search. If Fellow Daoist Shi stays here at this moment, the risk is very high."

"Old Monster in the Stone" chuckled: "This is my business, so don't talk too much. After this battle, I am very interested in one of the enemy soldiers and want to find out his details."

"Lu Hongtu, I heard that your Liudong Sect still has many disputes with this person."

Mo Yuan Cave Master's expression changed: "Fellow Taoist Shi, you are referring to that Ning..."

"Yes, it's him, Ning Zhuo." Ning Zhuo said.

Sun Lingtong on the side stared at him curiously.

Ning Zhuo whispered:

"Horse hoofs trample fallen flowers,"

"The wind rises and the shadow sinks into the sand."

"Who can keep the moonlight,"

"Who will bury Yanxia again?"

"This is a prophecy poem calculated by Ning Zhuo. It's very accurate."

"The horse's hooves take care of the horse's flying legs, and the falling flowers indicate the trouble of the horse's flying legs."

"The wind rises and the shadow sinks into the sand, which is the embodiment of our offensive."

"The bright moon should refer to the battle formation of stars and moon in Baiyu camp."

"Buried in the haze, Xiaolong almost farted and was burned to ashes by the fire."

Everyone's hearts jumped together.

You still say that!

And it's getting more and more excessive, and the tone is not tactful at all.

The corners of Mr. Long's eyes twitched again.

Doesn't he want to lose face? !

But the problem is, the old monster in the stone is really his savior! !

For a time, Master Long's bad feeling about the future became even stronger.

"Who can keep the moonlight, and who can bury the haze? This is a wonderful poem, and the more I read it, the better it gets!" Ning Zhuo played the role of the old monster in the stone in "The Dragon in the Machine", and he became more and more immersed in it.

Sun Lingtong on the side looked at him.

This was the first time he saw someone bragging about himself so sincerely!

"You don't blush at all. Xiao Zhuo's righteousness skills have improved again." Sun Lingtong admired in his heart.

Outside, the voice of "Old Monster in the Stone" echoed in everyone's ears: "This last line of prophecy is actually to point out that regardless of the appearance of the battle situation, actually having the upper hand or advantage is nothing. The real ending, Gotta watch until the end.”

"Look at Xiaolong, he went deep into the enemy formation alone, very majestic, but what happened in the end? Didn't he almost die, but was saved by me?"

Master Long gritted his teeth secretly. In a short period of time, Ning Zhuo had mentioned this matter three times.

However, Di Lu, Gu Ya and others did not dare to turn around and take a secret look at Master Long's expression.

Chen Lingfeng and Wu Hen were Long Ye's subordinates, and they wanted to bury themselves in the soil at this moment.

Lu Hongtu said: "But, Fellow Daoist Shi, you may not know that it was after we heard this poem that we deliberately designed an offensive, so we responded to the first half of the poem."

Ning Zhuo laughed: "Superficial!"

"You underestimate the art of divination, Master Moyuan Cave."

"You think you are following a trick, but you have overlooked a possibility - Ning Zhuo has already calculated your existence, so he deduced this prophecy poem."

hiss……

Someone gasped.

Lu Hongtu's pupils trembled slightly and he quickly reacted without being frightened.

He laughed and shook his head: "The possibility of this is not high. If Ning Zhuo is no more than a small foundation-building monk, how can he be considered a Nascent Soul like me?"

"And this ambush is not just me, everyone is also involved."

"Have we all been figured out by a little foundation-building monk like him?"

Everyone's expressions softened slightly.

Ning Zhuo: "The way of divination, can't we use the weak to judge the strong?"

He knew not to be too hasty, and then changed the topic: "Of course, I also think that there is only a possibility."

"So, I'm interested in this little guy."

"I stayed outside just to think about him."

"He is already my prey. Hehehe, hahahaha!"

"Old Monster in the Stone" laughed strangely.

Everyone remained silent.

Chen Lingfeng and other Jindan monks have already begun to mourn Ning Zhuo.

Lu Hongtu smiled: "How lucky is that little Foundation Establishment monk to be so valued by Taoist Fellow Shi Zhong."

"After this battle, I also have concerns about his people."

"If Fellow Taoist Shi Zhong takes action personally, then we will feel relieved."

The mechanism is like a dragon, inside the dragon's head cabin.

Sun Lingtong gave Ning Zhuo a thumbs up.

This is a great move.

After this battle, the prophecy poem will definitely increase Ning Zhuo's reputation and gain great attention.

Ning Zhuo used his identity as "Old Monster in the Stone" to act as a protective umbrella, blocking Qianfeng Lin's possible secret attempt on Ning Zhuo.

This move is extremely wonderful!

Ning Zhuo: "Let's go."

As he said this, he had a thought in his mind and wanted to activate the earth technique.

Among the many Yuanying and Jindan monks, playing one of them is a huge pressure.

Ning Zhuo decided to get out as soon as possible to prevent his flaws from being exposed over time.

"Wait a minute!" Master Long said suddenly.