First Class Taoist Gate

"My little girl is naturally still well, otherwise how can you see me here" Yang Xiyue glared at Zhang Bairen.

"If your little girl is not safe, it's better to take it to Zhuo County, where there is a general guarded by the generals, and if you see the gods are not bad, no one should think of doing tricks in Zhuo County," Zhang Bairen said seriously.

Yang Xiyue rolled her eyes: "You can consider it, but not now."

After quarreling with Yang Xiyue, he calmly repaired in the guest room for two days, watching the endless yellow sand, the moonlight flowing through the desert, and the moonlight is fascinating.

Zhang Bairen stepped himself into the void, looking at the bright moon in the sky, disappearing into the Longmen Inn.

Yang Su was sacrificed by Zhang Bairen, and naturally he could not escape Zhang Bairen's perception.

Ruins of Loulan Ancient Country

Looking at the various ancient ruins and ancestral temples, Zhang Bairen took out the jade flute in his hand and Hu Nuxing played slowly.

Things have passed for so long, but the ancient Loulan country of Dunhuang is still hot, and it is the place where warriors are Taobao, and many people have gathered here.

Hu Nv's line was long and long, and it seemed to have a mysterious rhythm, and it actually spanned dozens of miles, the end was incredible, and everyone in the field heard it clearly.

It's just Xiaoshengmiaomiao, everyone wants to find, but can't find it.

Zhang Bairen stroked Yu Xiao, standing in the desert looking at the bright moon in the sky, the shadow stretched very long under the moonlight.

The sand rolled, and a black shadow suddenly emerged from the soil. Isn't it Yang Su and that?

Yang Su looked lifelike, with flexible limbs and joints, as if he were no different from a living person.

"Congratulations to Master Yang" Zhang Bairen clasped his fists in a salute.

"Thank you Zhang Zhenren too" Yang Su was very polite to Zhang Bairen. Yang Su is a shrewd person, knowing that Zhang Bairen's life was pinched by Zhang Bairen. When he should bow his head, he would bow his head. Although he was succumbed to others, Yang Su didn't have any gaps in his heart. He should have started from the beginning in reincarnation, and now he has gained the body of immortality, which is cheap and profitable.

"The ancient country of Loulan is really a place of good fortune. In such a short period of time, the adult is transformed. I don't know how strong the adult is now?" Zhang Bairen looked at Yang Su.

Yang Sulue remained silent, and after a while, he said: "The dead are dead after all. They can't mobilize the qi and blood. It's good to have 80% of the cultivation base in my lifetime. Thanks to you for training me in advance, otherwise I am afraid that it is 50% cultivation. You may not be able to keep it."

"Zombies can evolve. As long as Master Yang cultivates well, absorbs the essence of the moon, and the power of the earth, sooner or later, he can evolve into a drought. When the time comes, the power will be infinite, and it will prove to be another supreme martial art." Zhang Bairen comforted With Yang Su.

"You don't want to comfort the old man. The old man is very content to be able to continue to live, but it is a pity that he dare not appear in the sun. Give me another three to five years. The old man will not be afraid of the sun, and he will be able to come out of the world again." Yang Su's eyes were full of heroism.

Zhang Bairen sighed softly without saying much.

Yang Su's situation is already the best result. As long as he stays up for time, he can one day transform into an immortal drought.

"I asked Mrs. Yang to come over today. I asked Mrs. Yang to inquire about the whereabouts of a gust of wind for me." Zhang Bairen danced Yu Xiao with his fingers.

Yang Su nodded: "This matter is not difficult!"

This is really not difficult. Yang Su wanders around Dunhuang all year round. He has long been familiar with Dunhuang, and it is not difficult to find a gust of wind.

Zhang Bairen sighed softly, turned and left.

Many things are not something you can do if you want to do it, nor are you something you can't do without doing it.

Taking out a jar of wine in his hand, Yang Su looked at Zhang Bairen eagerly and swallowed his throat. Zhang Bairen ignored him and drank himself.

"Oh! This is the disadvantage of the dead, and I can't experience the joy of living." Yang Su smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Zhang Bairen looked at the silver-white gravel in the distance: "Zombies can accelerate evolution by absorbing human blood. This is outside the Great Wall. Back then, many zombies and undead escaped in the ancient country of Loulan. If Master Yang really wanted to evolve, it would be better to draw human blood. These are outside the Great Wall. People watch the Central Plains all day long, even if you slaughter the grasslands completely, no one will take care of you."

Yang Su shook his head: "Otherwise, foreigners also have masters, or they would have been wiped out by the Sui Dynasty. You can **** human blood, but you must be careful not to be caught. The last time you escaped from the ancient country of Loulan, it was not a zombie, but a corpse. Nothing! The mummy only became a zombie after metamorphosing. I don't know how many mummy that escaped back then turned into zombies."

Hearing this, Zhang Bairen was silent, and after a while he jumped up and disappeared into the sky under the quicksand: "I will go to Tuyuhun. Dunhuang things will bother Master Yang."

Seeing Zhang Bairen walking away, Yang Su shook his head, a touch of envy flashed in his eyes: "It's good to be alive."

It is indeed good to live, otherwise how can people try their best to survive?

Tuyuhun

A group of crows and vultures were flying over the Tuyuhun, a smell of decay filled the air.

The blood stained the ground. Although all his limbs were buried in the yellow sand under his feet, Zhang Bairen could still vaguely perceive the miserable atmosphere left in the air.

"Om"

The four swords of Zhuxian trembled lightly behind him, Zhang Bairen's feet stepped on the four directions, and the four swords of Zhuxian penetrated the ground. Suddenly, the overwhelming grievances roared and rolled towards the place. The blood slowly leaked from the ground, and the surrounding soil turned into a swamp, blood red swamp.

Zhang Bairen was shocked, and instantly withdrew from the place where Zhuxian's Four Swords were enveloped, avoiding the overwhelming battle spirit.

In the earth, with the Four Swords of Zhu Xian as the center, an aura is spreading rapidly, blood sublimates in the aura, the corpse is dried up, turned into ashes, and becomes the nourishment for the great formation.

No less than 100,000 people died in the Tuyuhun battlefield, which was a feast for Zhuxian Four Swords.

As Zhang Bairen was offering the four swords of Zhuxian, two streams of light swam in the sky and came to the front in an instant.

"Tiye, what happened here? It actually caused a war spirit riot?" One of the Yang Gods said.

"Looking at the center of the cyclone, it is obvious that there is a treasure born, and it is absolutely no small thing that can lead to such a big movement." Someone said on the side.

"Hahaha, it should be our brother's fate today that we happened to encounter the birth of a treasure" The two real Yang Gods laughed wildly in the air.

Suddenly one of them looked at Zhang Bairen: "Central Plains!"

"Kill the thing!" One of them pointed his finger, Zhang Bairen only felt that the quicksand all over his body was twisted, as if it turned into a stream of water and swallowed himself.

Zhang Bairen didn't resist, letting the quicksand swallow him ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and cultivated the green wood immortal body and the protective body of the earth magnetism, which is no different in the mud and the air.

One of the "fragile creatures" was holding a flag banner in his hand, constantly swaying over the battlefield, capturing the rushing souls.

Once you encounter a powerful war spirit, you will instantly capture it, and then stuff it into your own banner.

Standing in the mud of the earth, Zhang Bairen silently watched the two real Yang gods in the sky do their actions.

The movement of Zhuxian Four Swords was a bit loud, and there was no shortage of monks from all walks of life who came to fight the Qiufeng in the mud mud battlefield.

There are those who come over to save the ghosts and earn merits, there are those who come to practice ghosts, and there are those who sacrifice to zombies.

People of the three religions and nine tiers can be found here.

It's impossible for everyone to notice such a big movement. Watching the vortex of black pressure thrusting into the clouds, the cultivators on the Tuyuhun battlefield rushed over, but they were driven back by the two real Yang Gods before they arrived. .

"The old man is here to sacrifice the refining equipment, and you retreat at the same speed." Tiye sounded like thunder, and the yellow sand of the earth rolled with his finger, as if the devil with his big mouth was about to swallow people in one bite.

Wherever the billowing quicksand passed, the warriors and sacrifices retreated one after another, looking at the two figures in the sky, they had to retreat.

"Tiye, Kunming, could you two old guys be blind when I wait, this treasure can attract the battle spirits of the entire battlefield, and it is also something you two old boys can practice? We have known each other for decades, who doesn’t know Who, you and I both know the details of the other party, don't say those laughable and generous words" A streamer twisted in the sky, and instantly stopped on the battlefield, and was already a master of the Yang God realm.

"Fire" Kunming's pupils shrank.

Fire is indeed fire, but it is not fire either.

This person’s name is just one word ‘fire’, and his method is also flame.