Escape from the desert with aura: I am the only native in the whole family

Chapter 740
three days later.

Most of the disciples who were eliminated in the first round went back, and there were many more vacancies around the field. Naturally, most of them didn't leave because they wanted to see who would emerge in the end.

Ah Jiu didn't want to come today, poor Yaoyao had to analyze the situation, so she had to come.

As soon as she sat down, there was another person in Sixi's original seat beside her.

Ah Jiu looked sideways, isn't this Gui Xun?He didn't leave either?
"Senior, I'm afraid you are not a disciple of Zixiao Palace." Gui Xun's eyes were lifeless.

This is the aura that the Yinshan School must have after long-term practice of the inner martial arts, and there is no sense of warming the sun in the whole body.

Ah Jiu didn't speak, took out the token from his bosom and gave him a look, then put it into his bosom.

Ah Jiu understood that the tricks she used were indeed not from the Zixiao Temple's own method.

Gui Xun adjusted his mind: "Sect Leader?"

"Heir." Meng Jiuer looked at the field.

Gui Xun hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed, sat down and said: "I really don't know that this third ancient artifact came out of Zixiao Palace."

"Oh? You understand it quite well?" Ah Jiu kept his eyes on the court.

"That's natural, it's just a hairpin from Zixiao Palace, and a Tianshu sword. I just didn't expect that even Wanmu's measuring ruler is the chef from Zixiao Palace."

Gui Xun has no expression on his face, and his breath is cold when he speaks, which makes Jiu'er a little uncomfortable:
"There are many things that you can't think of. You Yinshan School is also bad enough, and you practice so desperately the method that hurts others and does not benefit yourself."

Gui Xun rolled his pupils and looked at Meng Jiuer.

Meng Jiu'er looked sideways at him, as if——I said something wrong.

"Don't insult the inheritance of my master's school. Yes, the blood corpse in the coffin is indeed my father. It means that his life is not long. I have to learn the method of Yinshan School to protect my father for 30 years. After 30 years, he will die. Can be resurrected."

Gui Xun's voice could not help but raise a bit with determination: "You disciples of Zixiao Palace don't understand."

Ah Jiu looked at Gui Xun curiously: "Ashes return to dust, no matter where you come from, you can't come back to life. You practice the way against the sky. I didn't see that you are quite courageous. blood to nourish the corpse, even if your father revives you?"

Gui Xun saw that Meng Jiu'er's speech had always been calm, and his emotions calmed down:
"Cultivating immortals is basically against the sky, not to mention the Yinshan sect also has self-healing methods, so we are not afraid of that little blood."

Ah Jiu is still as calm as water: "By absorbing yin energy? Yang is the sky and yin is the earth. If you want to fight with pure yin and pure yang, what are your chances of winning?"

"I'm sure. It's just that I underestimated the enemy when I met you in this competition."

Ah Jiu didn't speak, but thought to himself that if he was given eight more chances, he wouldn't be able to win.

Seeing that Meng Jiuer didn't speak, Gui Xun couldn't sit still, and he struggled for a long time before saying the reason for his visit:
"Please...please, senior, how did you see through my illusion?"

Originally, I didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so I came here to chat?Ah Jiu pursed her lips and said with a smile:

"Because, I have met your Yinshan Patriarch, and you don't look like that at all."

After finishing speaking, Gui Xun's face twitched a few times, it was too embarrassing, but what shocked Gui Xun the most was:
"Have you met the patriarch of my sect?"

"Not only have I met, but I am also a good friend." Meng Jiuer bluntly said that the Yinshan School also used the earth's energy. As the mother of all things, the primordial spirit, dust returns to dust, he wants a soul, and all things need nutrients.

The ghost animal's eyes were narrowed, and she looked Meng Jiu'er up and down.

The ancestor of Yinshan had already ascended to immortality 10,000+ years ago, how did she meet at such a young age?

After a long silence, Gui Xun cupped his hands and said, "I'm bothering senior."

Ah Jiu ignored it, and Gui Xun returned to the arranged guest room to meditate cross-legged, but his eyes were on the pipe placed beside the bed, and he cherished the coffin board:
"Father, unfortunately my son met an expert today, and you almost lost your life. My son is really useless."

Thinking of this, Gui Xun's hand stroking the pipe became claw-like, and he clenched it fiercely, tears seeped from his dark and dull eyes.

With a snap, a book broke the window paper of the rear window and landed on the desk.

(End of this chapter)