mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 679

Somewhere in the Valley of Falling Demons, there is a piece of restriction that looks like a red glow.

Accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, a pair of golden books and silver pens with a mighty spiritual light broke through the restriction, revealing a shallow depression, and inside the depression, a simple and simple courtyard like a manor.

Three half-armored monks walked out of the courtyard with surprise on their faces. The leading middle-aged man stretched out his hand and directly called the golden book and silver pen in the air back into his body.

"Brother Chen, I didn't expect us to be so lucky. We found this ancient monk's former residence as soon as we entered the valley." A pretty young woman said happily.

And the other short and fat man also laughed loudly: "Haha... It's also thanks to Brother Chen, who refined this set of golden book and silver pen magic weapon before entering the valley, otherwise we might not be able to obtain this restriction."

The leading middle-aged man smiled helplessly, looked up at the sky, and looked at the dense reminders, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Thank you for these reminders, otherwise we might have bumped into one of the invisible space cracks when we entered the valley just now. It's just that Senior Lu...is really a wonderful person." The middle-aged man held back for a long time, and also I didn't expect any good words to describe Lu Yunze's behavior, so I could only embarrassingly use the title of a wonderful person.

"Whoever says no, it's just a pity. I heard that Senior Lu was also from the Seven Sects of the Yue Kingdom." The woman sighed slightly, and said sadly: "It would be great if Senior Lu was still in the Six Sects. It’s not like being sent to others and being bullied by others.”

The short and fat man frowned when he heard the words, and asked thoughtfully: "Brother Chen, if I remember correctly, Brother Chen, you seem to be of the same generation as Senior Lu and Senior Han back then, do you know what happened?" Why, have these two seniors been unwilling to return to the sect?"

"That's right!" The woman also reacted abruptly, and quickly looked at the middle-aged man.

"Brother Chen, at your age, you might have fought side by side with those two seniors in Yue. Do you know those two seniors?"

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but after a long silence, he finally sighed silently.

"These things... It's a long story. It can only be said that the possibility of the return of the two seniors is really unlikely, and even the two of them are magnanimous if they don't vent their anger on me and the other six sects."

"What?" The woman was taken aback when she heard the words, and looked at him in disbelief.

The middle-aged man shook his head, sighed and said: "It's all old things, so don't mention them. Anyway, remember, if you meet those two seniors, be careful what you say. It's okay for Senior Lu to say, Senior Han if……"

He was silent for a moment, as if recalling something.

"You must be respectful, those two will not offend you casually."

A man and a woman looked at each other, and they both saw the meaning in each other's eyes.

"Brother Chen, do you really know those two seniors?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time. He touched his shoulder, as if he was lost in memory.

"Know? How am I worthy? On the battlefield back then, those two were brilliant, but..." The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, and sneered with disdain.

"Remember, there is nothing wrong with contributing to the sect. But don't work hard, let alone really worry about the future of the sect. That's not what you should do."

The middle-aged man lowered his brows and said with a sneer: "Be sure to remember, no matter when, take care of yourself first."

The two looked at him in confusion, and nodded.

Only then did the middle-aged cultivator put away the expression on his face, returning to that calm and calm look, and led the two of them to continue flying towards the depths of Fallen Demon Valley.

The three of them haven't decided whether to try to break into the inner valley, but the closer they are to the inner valley, the more good things will be in the outer valley, that's for sure.

The three of them almost spent all their wealth for this time to enter the Falling Demon Valley, and if they don't take more, they won't be able to recoup their capital.

As the light of the three disappeared into the sky, a blurred white light suddenly emerged from the side, revealing Nangong Wan's figure.

She looked indifferently at the direction in which the three of them left, and there seemed to be thunder in her eyes, but she returned to calm in an instant.

"I didn't expect that the impact of the incident back then would be so great. Until now, these six factions who have experienced the invasion of the evil way still remember the two of them." Nangong Wan murmured.

"Hey...you little guys, the former high-level sects are a bunch of idiots. If you don't know rewards and punishments, you can't do anything. They don't understand such a simple truth. They treat running a sect as a small business, and there are only petty profits in front of them. It’s strange to be disengaged.”

Nangong Wan frowned, and said in a cold tone: "How can you still talk?"

"Hahaha...Little girl, if the old man doesn't take the initiative to let go of the "Seven Emotions", do you really think that your set of secret techniques full of loopholes can isolate the old man's consciousness?"

Nangong Wan kept a cold face, and did not continue to discuss this topic, but went on to say: "Do you still know how to manage martial arts?"

"A joke! At its peak, the Heavenly Bamboo Sect founded by this old man was not inferior to the giants of the two leaders of Tiannan Zhengmo. At its peak, there were nearly [-] disciples and grandchildren under the sect. How could this old man not understand?!"

Dayan Shenjun sneered disdainfully and said: "Heh! I'm not afraid to tell you that the previous sects of you guys are almost finished. That little bastard named Lu is thinking deeply, this is killing people without a knife!"

Nangong Wan frowned, and asked in a low tone: "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? Heh!" Dayan Shenjun snorted coldly, without saying anything.

Nangong Wan thought for a while, and her tone became softer.

"Senior, this junior has been cultivating hard all the year round, and I really don't understand these flexible methods, so please ask me to clarify?"

"Hmph! This attitude is pretty much the same. Let me tell you the truth, girl, that bastard's tricks are poisonous. Have you seen the armor on those three people?"

Nangong Wan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly.

"I saw it from the outside just now. All the monks of the Nine Nations League have more or less similar things on their bodies, but only the monks of the Six Sects have such exquisite armor on their bodies."

"This shows that the six factions are cooperating with the forces under the little bastard, and the cooperation is so deep that even high-level monks have used their things. Think about it, if this continues, what will be the consequences?"

Nangong Wan's expression changed slightly, and she asked in a low voice: "Isn't Lu Yunze helping the Six Factions?"

"Help? How can the little bastard be so kind? He is digging the roots of the Six Sects! Think about it, even high-level monks have this kind of thing, and they look like they don't have any rejection at all. This is It shows that this kind of thing is likely to have become popular in the territory of the six sects. At least among the monks, it must have become popular."

"At first glance, this is really a good thing, but don't forget that the biggest advantage of this kind of thing is that even ordinary people can use it!"

"Some things, once spread, are no longer under control. There are monks from the six sects, do you think there will be casual cultivators? If there are casual cultivators, how far do you think it is before ordinary people master this technology? How far? How far is it before ordinary people know the existence of the Yue Kingdom?"

"If you don't plan for ten years, plan for a hundred years, you don't need a knife to kill people. This kid is poisonous."

(End of this chapter)