The South Pole Immortal Mansion of Buzhou Ancestral Planet was a transcendent force deep within the Divine Sea of the South Pole. It was mysterious and powerful, and no one dared to provoke it.
As the younger brother of the South Pole Immortal Mansion's Master, Lu Xian Weng's status was undoubtedly transcendent. As time went by, this younger brother of an Immortal Venerable became complacent and looked down on the rest of the world.
However, Lu Xian Weng wasn't a fool since he was able to cultivate a Quasi-Saint Dao Fruit. He knew who he could kill and who he shouldn't provoke.
As for those who he could kill directly, as long as they offended him, Earth Immortal Old Man would not be lenient and would kill them right away.
However, he was also wary of those he shouldn't provoke.
There weren't many people on Buzhou Ancestral Planet that could make him wary, but Gu Fei was definitely one of them. He was also one of the people that Lu Xian Weng didn't want to provoke the most.
Gu Zhong was Gu Fei's First Disciple. If the immortal slave injured him or even killed him, Gu Fei would never let it go.
He was a ruthless person who dared to offend even a Supremacy Clan. Lu Xian Weng knew very well that no matter how famous his Big Brother was, he wouldn't care about such a ruthless person.
One should know that the Supremacy Clan's name was famous enough, yet the other party didn't care.
Zi Yunxiao was almost killed by Gu Fei's fist. This was something that all the cultivators on Buzhou Ancestral Planet knew. Zi Yunxiao was the most outstanding descendant of the Supremacy Clan.
"You want to see my Master?"
Gu Zhong came in front of Lu Xian Weng and studied the old man from head to toe. He couldn't tell the depth of this person's cultivation.
"A Quasi-Saint?"
Gu Zhong smiled. This old man might be powerful, but he might not be a match for his Master. Especially after his Master had meditated for ten years, he had become even more unfathomable.
This Lu Xian Weng's cultivation and strength were on par with Iron Blood Daoist.
"I have something that your Master is interested in. I want to join forces with him."
Immortal Lu Di said.
It was definitely not a coincidence that Gu Fei's disciple had appeared in the third stage of the Human Race's Ancient Road. If they could invite Gu Fei over, things would be even more stable.
"What is it?"
Gu Zhong asked directly.
"Haha, as long as you invite your master over, you will know."
Lu Xian Weng didn't say what it was about, but this piqued the curiosity of Gu Zhong and the others. What was it that made them ask their master for help?
"My master isn't free right now. Let's wait until he's free."
Gu Zhong pondered for a moment before saying these words.
"Haha, that's good. I have plenty of time. Whenever your master is free, you can come here to find me."
Lu Xian Weng wasn't displeased. He knew very well that Gu Fei wasn't someone who could be easily invited. It was just a spur of the moment decision, so it didn't matter whether he was invited or not.
He had already sent the news back, and he believed that his elder brother would soon send someone over. At that time, even if he didn't manage to invite Gu Fei, it wouldn't matter.
"Alright, we will take our leave then."
Gu Zhong cupped his fists at Lu Xian Weng, then turned around and left.
Yao Yue and the others quickly followed. Only the Iron Blood Daoist stood still.
"Old man, what are you planning?"
The Iron Blood Daoist's eyes flickered. A chilling murderous intent emanated from his body, causing the surrounding temperature to drop rapidly.
"Hmph, Iron Blood Daoist, this has nothing to do with you."
Lu Xian Weng's expression turned cold. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the Iron Blood Daoist. A cold glint flashed across his eyes.
The Iron Blood Daoist didn't say anything. He took a step forward and a powerful aura erupted from his body, heading straight for Lu Xian Weng.
"Buzz."
A rumble rang out in the air. Transparent ripples could be seen spreading out from the Iron Blood Daoist's body, causing the air to ripple.
"Mm."
Sensing the powerful murderous intent from the Iron Blood Daoist, Lu Xian Weng's expression turned solemn. An aura that was not inferior to the Iron Blood Daoist's emanated from his body.
Compared to the Iron Blood Daoist's powerful and violent aura, Lu Xian Weng's aura was like a spring breeze. It seemed weak, but it resisted the Iron Blood Daoist's aura.
"Spring breeze and rain, very good."
The Iron Blood Daoist's eyes brightened. He was about to test the old man from the South Pole Immortal Mansion when Gu Zhong's voice came from afar.
"Brother Iron, do you want to catch up with this old man here?"
Gu Zhong's voice came from afar. Although it wasn't loud, the Iron Blood Daoist heard it clearly.
"Gu Fei's disciple is indeed extraordinary."
Lu Xian Weng's expression changed when he heard Gu Zhong's voice. He knew very well that this floating island was protected by a Saint-grade formation.
No sound would be able to travel very far on this divine island because of the power of the formation. However, Gu Zhong's voice was able to penetrate the power of the formation and reach this place.
"I'll let you off today."
The Iron Blood Daoist naturally knew that this fight was over. He withdrew his aura and turned to leave.
Lu Xian Weng didn't stop him. He didn't want to provoke Gu Fei at this time.
Gu Zhong and the others left the floating island and returned to the ancient ruins on the ground. At this time, there were many cultivators gathered at the ancient ruins.
The sky gradually darkened. Night was coming.
The cultivators on the third stage of the Human Race's Ancient Road had already made this ancient ruins their stronghold. The Great Wilderness became even more dangerous after nightfall.
However, there wasn't much danger in the ancient ruins because there were experts from great powers overseeing this place. This was especially true for the existence on the divine island in the sky.
In fact, the human cultivators built a stronghold here mainly because the beasts in the Great Wilderness wouldn't dare to approach the ancient ruins even without experts guarding it.
There seemed to be something in the ancient ruins that even the beasts of the Great Wilderness were afraid of.
For powerful people, it wasn't difficult for them to find a temporary place to stay in the ancient city ruins, but it was a different situation for the weak.
Gu Zhong and the others set up their tents in an area with a radius of about a thousand feet in the northeast corner of the ancient city ruins and started a bonfire in front of the tents.
The twelfth and eleventh brothers of the twelve bandits entered the forest outside the ancient ruins. Very quickly, they hunted a divine deer.
It was a divine deer with five-colored antlers that weighed two to three hundred jin. This deer's meat was quite good. They had hunted this kind of deer back on the Buzhou Ancestral Star.
Very quickly, the twelfth and eleventh brothers prepared the deer and roasted it on the bonfire. A moment later, an appetizing meat aroma wafted through the air.
"It's been a long time since I've eaten such high quality venison."
Jade-faced Playboy couldn't help but swallow his saliva. The venison was roasted to a golden color, and the fat on it dripped onto the bonfire from time to time, making sizzling sounds.
"The twelfth brother's skill in roasting venison is getting better."
Zhu Geliang, the first bandit of the twelve, couldn't help but praise.
With everyone's cultivation, it didn't really matter whether they ate or not. However, the twelve bandits loved to eat and couldn't change some of their habits as bandits. They often ate large pieces of meat and drank large bowls of wine.
After the venison was roasted, not to mention the others, even Yao Yue and Zhong Limeng were drooling.
"How can there be meat without wine?"
The third brother of the twelve bandits, the burly man, opened a storage space and took out a few jars of wine.
"Haha, third brother knows how to enjoy."
The second bandit, Jade-faced Playboy, smiled and directly broke the seal of one of the jars of wine. The aroma of wine immediately drifted out of the jar.
"The aroma of the wine is strong but not strong. The wine is clear but not thick. It's indeed good wine."
At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out. Everyone was startled. Someone had actually appeared in their midst, but none of them had noticed it at all.
Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice and saw a black-clothed, black-bearded old man sitting beside the third bandit.
The black-bearded old man was holding a jar of wine and pouring it into a bowl with a broken corner.
"Who are you?"
Gu Zhong suddenly stood up from the ground. At this moment, everyone was extremely nervous. Some of them even secretly took out their divine weapons.
As soon as the old man made any strange movements, everyone would attack without hesitation.
Even the Ironblood Daoist narrowed his eyes when he saw the old man. How did this old man appear? Even he did not sense it.
This person must be a saint who had sealed himself.
The Ironblood Daoist's expression became solemn when he thought of that. If this was really an existence like that, he might not be able to handle it.
"Haha, don't be nervous. I'm just here to ask for a bowl of wine."
As the black-bearded old man spoke, he directly put the jar of wine away. Then, he raised the bowl with a broken corner and drank it in big mouthfuls.
"Good wine."
The black-bearded old man drank all the wine in the bowl in one gulp. He even licked his lips, as if he wanted to continue.
Everyone looked at the mysterious old man who had suddenly appeared. Apart from his black robe, he also had a fist-sized purple gourd on his waist.
"Impossible …"
When the Ironblood Daoist saw the purple gourd on the old man's waist, his expression immediately changed. A look of disbelief appeared on his face. He thought of a legendary person.
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