Sovereign to Immortality

Yang Junshan carefully walked through the swamp. He finally let curiosity and a trace of greed drive the direction of the two people to go, and decided to take a look.

At this time, he judged from the traces left in the swamp that he should be very close to the two people chasing each other, so he had to be careful and watch the excitement and can not trap himself.

Above a gentle **** in the swamp, it was not spread by the mud in the swamp. It was a good place to rest. Zhang Yuming sat on a stone and frowned and wondered what he was thinking.

"Senior brother, the food and water we brought in have lost a lot in the previous two fights. What do you do next? And this time everyone follows the brothers to come to this Nanxuan Marsh. Some of the brothers and sisters are already secretly I guess the purpose of my brother."

Xu Jing handed a bamboo tube filled with clear water to Zhang Yuming, and whispered to him.

Zhang Yuming is about to open the bamboo tube to drink water, and then he has screwed the lid of the bamboo tube. He said: "I am not thirsty. Let these waters be kept first."

After watching the dozens of brothers and sisters around him, Zhang Yuming’s mouth provoked a bitter smile. He didn’t know that these people followed him, but he was already a disciple of the Tianzong. The identity, as well as the genius reputation that he is praised.

Nowadays, they are really in danger. These people have become distracted one by one. Although they are not openly opposed, some people in private have begun to question their own decisions. Some people have even begun to recommend running separately.

This swamp, once separated and does not say whether the hidden dangers within one or two people can cope, and others will also be beaten by the opponents chasing after them, and they will not be able to fight back.

Only by uniting can the smuggled opponents be able to have the power of a war, and they must first mobilize the hearts of all people, and then turn this thought into the heart of Zhang Yuming, and then listen to him. "There are some people who don't know. I waited for this time to come to Nanxun Marshes because I found a clue in my book. A hundred years ago, a rebel disciple of my Tianzong was there. There is a sheltered Dongfu in the Nanxuan Marsh. This cave house should contain some of the treasures collected by this person. It is likely that there are artifacts!"

Sure enough, everyone listened to the purpose of Zhang Yiming’s trip, and suddenly all the spirits rose. A monk asked: "Zhang Shishu, you said that there is a cave in the swamp, but this has passed for more than a hundred years. Dongfu will not have been dug by others?"

Zhang Yuming knows this person, but the son of Xue Sheng, a brother of Tian Tianzong, is called Xue Ziqi. His father is said to have gone to the town of Qianshi Township in Chenyu County a few days ago. This time he came to the morning. Yu County, the Xue Shixiong introduced his son to himself, but the words are just to bring more of his own.

In fact, not only Xue Ziqi, but also a few young monks who are as old as their own, are introduced by their father to their own children, and they want their children to be close to themselves and make friends.

Zhang Yuming was very high in the days of Zhai Tianzong. After he entered Zongmen, he was directly accepted as a disciple by the second generation elders. In the Tianzong Zong, he was the third generation disciple with Xue Sheng and other inner disciples. Years old and young, these older brothers are not close to deliberately approaching, and they are close to themselves by their children.

Zhang Yuming listened to Xue Ziqi's inquiry and smiled and said: "It shouldn't be. The hidden secret of that Dongfu is extremely secret. If it is not someone who knows the location, it will never think of it."

That Xue Ziqi thought about it and said: "The teacher's words are like this, but after all, after more than a hundred years, people who know that there is no good luck just found a treasure. If this is the case, then I will go deep into Nanxuan. The swamp is not a bamboo basket to fight for water? What's more, we had two hands with the disciples of the Tantu School. They have already folded Lu and Brother Liang, and four or five teachers and brothers were injured. I think we will first withdraw from the swamp. Anyway, you can also say that the cave is so deep that it is hidden. If it is not discovered, it will be the same again in the future!"

Zhang Yuming's eyes are small, he can see that this Xue Ziqi's words are very recognized by some people. Some of them have been vented after the previous two fights. It is not so much annoying as it is. Scared.

"Senior brother, who is the name of the rebel disciple, what is in the treasure he left behind?" Xu Jing, who stood on one side, suddenly asked.

Although Xu Jing is only a foreign disciple, her luck is very good, because her deafness was born out of the secret sorcerer and was valued by a second-generation monk of Tianzong, the second-generation monk. Although he has not advanced into the real world, he is very old in the Zongmen. There are two elders who are dying in the real world. Therefore, the status of Zhai Tianzong is very high.

Zhang Yuming knows that Xu Jing is solving the problem for herself. As a result, Xu Jing’s words are exported, and the rest of the disciples have turned their attention to their own body. That is, Xue Ziqi is also a full-fledged appearance.

To her grateful smile, Zhang Yuming said: "This person is called Yin Yiming, but it is a martial artist who has been practicing for more than a hundred years. He was once executed for stealing a piece of treasure." However, this person had left behind the road to retreat before he died. This back road is a cave house in the Nanxuan Marsh."

"Because this person already has a defiant heart, so I have collected my own big family in this cave house, including the instrument!"

"The instrument!"

As soon as the young monks listened to the spirit, they were able to release their light!

Then Xue Ziqi couldn't help but say: "Even if there are only one or two pieces of artifacts, then it should be Zhang Shishu's bag?"

When everyone listened and it was silent, then Yin Yiming was even a genius of Qi Tianzong. If he had one or two instruments, he would already be in the sky. Even if he found the Dongfu, he would not fall into their hands. .

Zhang Yuming glanced at Xue Ziqi and said faintly: "I said that this Yin Yuming was a singer who had created a new array based on the inheritance of this spirit. This kind of formation requires an extremely important auxiliary when it is opened, that is, the earth stone!"

“Pure earth stone?”

Everyone under this time is not calm, and everyone who is present in the role of pentracite does not know.

Zhang Yuming saw that the original spirit of the crowd had rushed to the Ding point, and the eyes flashed indiscriminately with a scornful color. The mouth was smiling: "Everyone knows that we are the inheritance of the nature of Tianzong. Knowing the name of Yuzhou, and even the whole cultivation world, the role of the fine earth stone must be clear to everyone. This time, at least eight or nine people who entered the swamp have already had five martial arts. Others are also in the fourth or more. The martial arts refer to the day. I don’t know how many glutinous stones are in the cave, but as a consumable of the array, it is impossible to be like a ritual. Only one or two!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go now, what if we wait for those people to catch up with us and grab the treasure?"

More than a dozen young monks have long forgotten the fear of the death of their former companions, that is, three or four injured monks also strongly urged to continue to follow Zhang Yuming to find the Dongfu treasure left by Yin Yiming.

"Hey!" Xu Jing suddenly snorted, and when she saw the strange eyes, she was cold and said: "Zhang Shixiong took everyone into the swamp this time. It was originally intended to find a shocking human world for everyone. The shortcut, Zhang Shixiong is a real person. In order to avoid disappointment, I have not fully grasped all the responsibilities before shouldering on my shoulders. However, I did not think that some of them doubted the intention of Zhang’s brother. Now it is possible to hear I got the glutinous stone, I am afraid that the blame in my heart would have forgotten to go out of the clouds?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, many of them are red, and a few faces like Xu Jing's face full of indignation, but they are staring at Xue Ziqi.

Xu Jing sneered and said: "Of course, if there are still people who want to quit, then I think everyone should be very welcome. After all, there is one person missing. When the time is over, the treasures can be more than some!"

Xue Ziqi looked awkward and quickly lowered his head, but there was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

At this time, Yang Junshan was hiding behind a bush in the swamp, and he had already killed three mud snakes that had climbed to his side and tried to attack.

Just above a piece of mud that is not far from the bush, more than twenty sixteen-seven-year-old juveniles are gathering to discuss what is happening, and two or three of them are wounded.

The clothes of these twenty young monks are different from those seen by Yang Junshan on weekdays, but Yang Junshan knows that these people are not the people of Yu County, but the monks of Tanzhan County, which is adjacent to Chenyu County. Specifically, it should be a monk of the Tanyi School.

Unlike the Yu County, this county is divided into counties and towns, but it is not divided into areas like Yujun, but by the number of Zongmen and the scope of the occupation.

The largest Zongmen in Shu County is divided into four. Therefore, the county is divided into four counties. Each county is the same size as the gate. The Tanzhan faction is one of the counties in Tanzhan County. Zongmen, according to Yang Junshan, the Tanzhao faction ranks third among the four major sects of the county. Although it is far less than the Yushan County, it is not to be underestimated.

"I really don't understand. Since I know the traces of these people, the Zongmen only need to send two martial arts monks to sink them into the swamp's mud. Why do we send them to compete with these people? Brother."

A fat-stricken teenager found a dry stone and sat down with his ass. He complained with a big gasp, and he could see that this person should be one of these young monks.

"Fat pig, you are still very embarrassed to say that these people are twice as many as the other foreign disciples of Tianzong, and they are attacking but not taking advantage of it. Now it is not a time to complain, but think about it. How can I complete the task, otherwise this time we will not be able to lift our head back to the martial art!"

A tall teenager patted the mud on his hand and greeted several other leading monks who came over.

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