Out of the corner of his eye, he coincidentally saw Gongsun Cha come over. His figure flashed and he jumped next to Gongsun Cha. Before Gongsun Cha could react, he stuffed the bead into Gongsun Cha's mouth.
Lil 'Pagoda and Lil' Fire intimately nudged A Gui. A Gui was wooden and only occasionally responded. Every time this happened, Lil 'Fire and Lil' Pagoda would be extremely excited. Silly Bird raised her head and walked her unique bird walk. She slowly walked past Zuo Mo and didn't even look at him.
"They can't use it." Pu Yao experienced the joy of attacking Zuo Mo and leisurely said, "What they cultivate is [Flower Yao Coexistence Art]. Their weapons are the ling flowers on their bodies. Oh, they should be called yao flowers now. Fiend Heavy Weapons are vicious objects, and not something normal yao can use. "
Zong Ru smiled. "What sect does Shixiong come from? Where did you cultivate before? "
Yi Zheng's heart shook. The other's cultivation was not lower than his. Dhyana xiu placed the most emphasis on Samadhi. He had a small smile on his face and made a deep bow. "Shixiong is too polite. This little brother's cultivation is low and lost. Please, Shixiong, take care of me."
This ancient battlefield had not been disturbed for tens of thousands of years. The fiend soul beasts that were born had experienced the cruelest battles and had cultivated for a long time. The strength of their souls could be imagined.
Suddenly having a strong ally, everyone's morale rose and they worked even harder on their daily cultivation. Xie Shan wasn't the only one who was shocked by the apparition of Wei Sheng's breakthrough.
Yi Zheng thought inside that the main topic had come. He answered, "This little monk is a disciple of Great Buddha Temple, and cultivated at He Ju Mountain before."
Unable to trade for jingshi, no one under him could use it, and not something normal yao could use … …
Without another word, Zuo Mo threw it into his ring and picked up the bead.
A warm and gentle voice sounded behind him.
"Ha ha, your temple's [Great Buddha Dhyana Record] is one of the Eight Great Dhyana Records of Xuan Kong Realm, and is famous. This little brother might be ignorant, but the great Great Buddha Temple still knows about it."
Zuo Mo instantly found that their "fishing" that they had been so proud of before was really stupid … …
His gaze swept across the xiuzhe that were furiously cultivating. Even though it was not the first time he saw them, his heart still couldn't help of jump. The cultivation of these xiuzhe was not high. Their ningmai cultivation was about the same as the normal disciples of the temple. However, if the disciples in the temple were to clash with this bunch of people, not even their bones would be left!
Murderous aura!
Full of emotion, Pu Yao stopped. The tendons on his forehead bulged. He forced himself to suppress it. "This isn't for xiuzhe, but for yao."
For some unknown reason, Zuo Mo's heart was filled with warmth. His mood seemed to be filled with sunlight, unusually bright. Even the blood red sky seemed to become much more adorable.
It was a murderous aura that made him shudder with fear. Elites! This word suddenly popped up in his mind. Only those elites who had experienced countless bloody battles could have such a solid killing intent.
"Greetings to you, Senior Brother."
Yi Zheng didn't believe it. Zong Ru's cultivation was clearly not lower than his, and his Samadhi skills were unfathomable. The other methods had the possibility of using tricks, but this Dhyana meditation technique, even though it was the foundation, did not have any room for tricks. Zong Ru's ling power vibrations were as steady as the ocean. It was clear that his Samadhi skills were extremely profound.
"Golden Soul! Did you forget Golden Soul? "Pu Yao couldn't help but remind.
"Alright!" Yi Zheng hurriedly responded.
Zuo Mo waved his claws and felt that it was not very smooth. He said, "This thing is worth a lot of jingshi!"
He followed behind Zong Ru and saw xiuzhe occasionally bow to Zong Ru. His heart moved. It seemed that this Zong Ru Shixiong had some status among this group of people.
His eyes were suddenly filled with deep fear.
"Haha!"
Opening his eyes, Zuo Mo felt a splitting headache. Only now did he remember drinking with Shixiong last night. The two of them had been drinking and then seemed to go crazy, singing and dancing. He had no memory of how they had collapsed in the end.
He struggled up and walked out of the room. The mist outside was still the same.
"Great Buddha Temple?" Zong Ru thought and then suddenly thought of something. He said in shock, "Is it Great Buddha Temple of Sha Hai Jie?"
Great Buddha Temple was one of the Eight Great Temples. It had a long history and many records. He racked his brains, trying to recall where he could find a record that matched the description.
"Hm, this is something good!" Zuo Mo's mind became alert. He didn't understand fiend heavy weapons, but he could recognize this bead.
Zong Ru's room was very simple. Other than two meditation mats, there was nothing else.
A Wen recovered his clarity. Thinking about how he had been forced into such a state by the fiend soul beasts, especially in front of Boss, he felt extremely depressed. Early in the morning, he had been running around the perimeter of the camp by himself. He wanted to encounter another fiend soul beast and give it a good beating. Tenth Grade who liked to fight was not willing to fall behind and followed closely behind.
Yi Zheng nodded greatly. "Shixiong's words are good!" He was starting to believe it. Almost all the dhyana xiu temples in the world were gathered in Xuan Kong Realm. Kun Lun Realm was famed for sword xiu. He had never heard of a large dhyana xiu temple.
Not far away, Xie Shan was respectfully asking Wei Sheng for guidance. He occasionally nodded as obediently as a little child. Zuo Mo's mouth jerked and he silently smiled. It must have been the worldly apparition of Shixiong that day that had greatly shocked Xie Shan.
Yi Zheng's mind moved. He turned around and a joyful expression came onto his face. There was a dhyana xiu standing in front of him. There was even a dhyana xiu in this troop! Yi Zheng closely examined the other. Even though it was not a monk robe or a kasaya, but the faint dhyana xiu presence that he exuded could not be faked. He instantly felt much closer and hurriedly returned the greeting. "This little monk greets you!"
Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he turned around and fled.
"Not at all! Shixiong's position is in line with the path of tranquil Dhyana. This little brother admires you, "Yi Zheng hurriedly said.
In a moment of carelessness, the eyes of Gongsun Cha who had been ambushed suddenly bulged out. A breath later, Lil 'Miss' bashful little face that had had a faint blush suddenly became bright red like a burning cloud. Gongsun Cha's entire body quickly became completely red. His finger trembled as he pointed at Zuo Mo, unable to speak for a moment.
Zong Ru had a reminiscing expression and said with a smile, "I don't fear Shixiong will laugh, but this one does not have a teacher. In the past, I only encountered a grandmaster who taught me some basic dhyana skills."
The fiend heavy weapon was useless, the core bead was used against Lil 'Miss. Zuo Mo suddenly felt there was nothing to do. The troop temporarily rested at their original spot. Through Shixiong's description, Zuo Mo knew that the range of this fiendish mist surpassed his imagination. He had originally thought that it was a local, but it was Eldest Shixiong. This time, he was not in a hurry to advance.
Seeing Yi Zheng sink into deep thought, Zong Ru did not urge him and waited patiently.
Looking closely, Zong Ru's dhyana cultivation was deep, but it was possible to see the traces of hardships on his face. He clearly had experience in hard cultivation. Dhyana xiu disciples that came from large temples did not like luxuries, but they did not need to worry about the necessities of life. They could peacefully cultivate dhyana, and rarely did they practice hard.
Normal fiend souls had a thread of soul base source. How could fiend soul beasts not have one? This bead was their core. It contained enormous amounts of soul base source and was extremely pure. After thinking for a while, Zuo Mo understood. These fiend soul beasts were formed from fiend souls. They devoured other fiend souls and continuously grew stronger. The formation of each fiend soul beast required at least one hundred thousand fiendish mist. Fiend soul beasts had just gained intelligence and started to understand the beginner methods of cultivating fiendish energy.
"A crude place, please excuse me," Zong Ru said with a smile.
"Shixiong knows of our temple?" The other's shock caused Yi Zheng to release a breath. At this time, he suddenly realized that what he had seen and heard in this day and night had unknowingly caused him to feel pressure.
Seeing Yi Zheng's expression, Zong Ru understood. He did not explain. "Shixiong came from Xuan Kong Realm, we came from Kun Lun Realm, the difference is tens of millions of li. Meeting on this ancient battlefield is a dhyana fate."
"This little brother is Zong Ru. If Shixiong has any orders, you can find me." There was a faint smile on Zong Ru's face.
Yi Zheng did not feel smug. If it really was as the other said, Zong Ru would not have hesitated for a moment just now. His mind moved. "Where did Shixiong's master come from?"
"This is a fiend heavy weapon. It is very rare, a natural weapon. It is the first time I have seen a fiend heavy weapon of such quality. You really have good luck. Only a vicious fiendish land like this that has been sealed for tens of thousands of years can produce such powerful fiend soul beasts, and obtain such a fiend heavy weapon. "Pu Yao was full of emotion.
He suddenly remembered that the fiend soul beast A Wen had killed had left behind a claw and a bead. He hurriedly took them out. The claw was as hard as metal, black and shiny. It was extremely hard, especially the hooks on the claw. They were extremely sharp. A light swipe on the ground would leave behind five deep marks. Even with Zuo Mo's eyes, he could not identify what material it was.
If this wasn't trash, what was it?
"En. We came in from the outside, and saw piles of corpses along the way. However, it has been too long and would turn to dust with a light touch. Daren said that this ancient battlefield is probably ten thousand years old. "Zong Ru did not conceal it.
He suddenly thought of the "ancient battlefield" that Zong Ru had just mentioned. He couldn't help but ask, "This is an ancient battlefield?"
"Everyone is in a dangerous place, it is reasonable to help each other." Zong Ru smiled and his right hand led. "Why don't we go to this little brother's room. If Shixiong has any questions, please ask."
A long time later, Yi Zheng suddenly murmured, "Is it … … is it … …"
The temple also had elite dhyana soldiers like this. He had seen them before. Those dhyana soldiers did not have strong cultivation. When they fought, they found out how hard they were to deal with. They were vicious and did not care about being wounded. Yi Zheng had once been completely suppressed by a dhyana soldier that had lower cultivation than him. Then in five against five, they didn't even last twenty breaths before they were defeated.
"Ten thousand years?" Yi Zheng's expression changed. He then sank into deep thought. "Ten thousand years … … ancient battlefield … … ancient battlefield … …"
Zuo Mo hit his head. Right, how could he have forgotten this?
Zuo Mo did not disturb the two and casually walked around. The five slave transporting boats were arranged in a criss-cross pattern to form an enormous camp.
Behind him, Zuo Mo's heartless laughter came.
The shock inside Yi Zheng increased. He was not a core disciple of Great Buddha Temple but he still had the basic knowledge. Great Buddha Temple was already a very powerful sect in their jie, but … …
Zuo Mo was greatly disappointed and his expression was disinterested. What good was something that could not be exchanged for jingshi? Also, his subordinates cultivated mo skills, but none cultivated yao arts. Wait, he suddenly thought of the flower slaves of Guard Camp. Didn't they cultivate yao arts?
If it wasn't for the resistance within the sect, they would already be dead.
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