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Chapter 850 Wanlin Valley

January passed quickly.

Du Yu brought a very young-looking Jindan monk to Bihu Island as soon as possible. Zhang Shiping had already called Zhang Tianming and waited together.

"Jiang Si, I remember to bring it with me this time. Wan was in conflict, and we also had multiple helpers." Du Yu said, throwing over the jade slip that had been prepared.

Zhang Shiping took it with one hand, nodded his head lightly, and said, "This is natural."

Then he activated his spiritual sense, took a brief look at the content of the jade slip, then looked at the young monk and said with a smile: "Wenjiu, don't imitate your master. I won't give you this thing if I don't say it."

"True Lord Shiheng was joking." Zhenren Wen Jiu said with a smile.

"Kunpeng is the Mahayana of the two paths of water. What I have realized is the same path of water. It is incompatible with the fire movement you are practicing. What is the use of listening to you? Don't behave like a good person when you get a cheaper one. Don't imitate your ancestors as shameless as tomorrow morning." Du Yu said.

"Greetings to the True Lord Du Yu." Zhang Tianming bowed and said, and it was not easy to answer whether he would go or not.

After all, the two ancestors of the sect can joke, but as juniors, they are better off being cautious in their words and actions.

If you are not in a position, don’t talk too much to avoid being too embarrassed.

"Everything is mutually rebellious. There are many fellow Taoists who are majoring in the water exercises. Maybe they will be able to use it at that time. It's time to pass. Fatty Mu has been inviting me hundreds of years ago. I happened to see him this time." Zhang Shiping said, sneering. If the other party hadn't talked too much, how could he hand over the Nine Bird Golden Crow Order to the sect? It wasn't to be the case that the Kunkui Cultivation Cultivation in Beiming Xuan Palace.

Although the Nine Birds are precious, they are not as good as their own life.

"Let's go, this time we are not only the human cultivators from our side, but also the Nascent Soul cultivators from various demon clans have received invitations." Du Yu nodded and said.

The Western Desert has always been a common gentry, so the Nascent Soul monks, natural humans and demons invited have them.

After saying that, the four of them rose up in the air and flew towards the distance.

In just about one stick of incense, everyone flew over a stone island on the sea.

This island was the place where Jueyue chased and killed the blue lion in the past. Now, Zhang Shiping informed other Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect after he became a baby.

Teleportation arrays are considered precious, but they also depend on where they are. The ancient teleportation arrays in the three Nanzhou human race cultivating immortals, Piaomiao, Yuanxiao and Mingyue, are naturally extremely precious due to their strategy. However, these are outside the city, the value is greatly reduced.

Nowadays, more than ten foundation-building monks in the sect are on duty in the cave, so as to prevent some casual cultivators from not knowing each other and destroying this teleportation array in order to obtain some array materials. As long as they are useful for current practice, they will not consider teleportation arrays. They are now non-renewable resources.

As soon as these foundation-building disciples saw Du Yu and Zhang Shiping, they immediately bowed and said, "Greetings to the two ancestors."

"Please get up." Du Yu said, and then with a wave of his hand, dozens of top-grade spirit stones fell into the magic array node.

Suddenly, the teleportation magic array emitted a white light, and the four of them stepped onto the formation stone platform one after another.

With the dazzling white light flashing, it disappeared from the spot.

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At the same time, Du Yu, Zhang Shiping and the other two crossed millions of miles and appeared on a teleportation array in an ancient monk's cave under the Gobi Desert in the endless sand sea of ​​the Western Desert.

The two Nascent Soul monks walked down from the stone platform. As for Wen Jiu, Zhang Tianming and the two Golden Pill monks were protected by the spiritual light emitted by the movement order, but after a few breaths, they recovered.

"When you practice in the future, you two will work hard on your physical strength, and it will not work by practicing magic alone." Zhang Shiping said.

"Yes." The two Jindans responded almost at the same time.

Although Wen Jiu and Zhang Tianming are both in the early stages of the Golden Pill and have similar cultivation levels, the former is only a little over a hundred years old, while the latter is now over two hundred years old.

There is a gap between them after all.

However, this is not possible. After all, those who can be valued by Du Yu, in addition to having high-quality spiritual roots and spiritual bodies, more importantly, the sect has the strength to help them practice. Zhang Tianming is just a double spiritual root, and his cultivation resources are a little worse, so the gap in the early stage is large.

This is also why Zhang Shiping brought Zhang Tianming to the Wanling Fruit Feast. The unique spiritual fruit in Wanlin Valley can temper the body and magic power of the golden elixir monk, which will be helpful for future practice and even for infants.

After a little more repair, the four of them fled into the soil and rocks and walked through it.

After a long time, they appeared on the sand sea seventy or eighty miles away from the cave.

Then Du Yu and Zhang Shiping each rolled up the escape light, wrapped the golden elixir monk behind him, turned into two shocking rainbows, and headed towards Wanlin Valley on the edge of the sand sea.

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Everyone walked in the air and looked down at the earth.

In the endless sand sea in the western desert, the oasis is like stars and moons, dotted with it. The building appearance is square and honest, which is obviously different from that of various parts of Nanzhou.

On the sand dunes, there are teams of merchants, transporting the property and whether there is any other place in the Western Desert.

Half a day later, the four of them were only about a hundred miles away from Wanlin Valley, so they slowed down their escape.

"Is the person coming Du Yu?" Suddenly, a Taoist figure flew up from an oasis and said in a voice.

Upon hearing this, Du Yu and Zhang Shiping stopped immediately and stayed in mid-air.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, long time no see." Du Yu said.

Then he sent a message to Zhang Shiping: "The person who came should be Wei Wuji's barbarian. This person was promoted to the middle stage more than a hundred years ago, but his life span was not much."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bald man with a very rough appearance, nine feet tall, and yellow clothes flew towards him, stopped about a hundred feet in front of the two of them.

"Why didn't you go to Wanlin Valley here? How many fellow Taoists have passed by there now?" Du Yu asked.

"I don't know this. There are too many trees over there, and I can't get used to it. Let's wait a few days before going there. In short, we probably haven't seen each other for a hundred or two years." Wei Wuji said.

"You don't like oasis, but I don't like the sand, stone, and dust that can't be seen." Du Yu said.

"This person should be fellow Taoist Shiheng. I have seen fellow Taoist, and I am so young." Wei Wuji said.

"I have met fellow Taoist Wei." Zhang Shiping replied.

"Are you going to go over now, or are you going to rest here with me for a while? Anyway, Wanlin Valley has been doing things a little slow, and the banquet may be set up at the moment." Wei Wuji said.
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