Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 201

However, Cao Wei did not exhale spiritual energy, but stared at the direction of Jiuyuan Great Wilderness, and began to meditate.

"Thousands of thousands of years have passed, and this Jiuyuan still has such an influence. I don't know how powerful the Chongwuhou of the last dynasty of the Great Desolation God Dynasty and the one who fought with him are so powerful that they can have such an impact." Great supernatural powers to move mountains and fill seas? At the end of a dynasty, the country’s power is often at its weakest, even so, that Marquis Chongwu can still have this level of cultivation, and I don’t know what it will be like when the dynasty is at its peak?”

The vastness of this place, spanning millions of miles, is one-third larger than the entire southern border.

Although this Qifeng City is only more than a hundred miles away from the edge of Jiuyuan, logically speaking, this place should be rich in aura, but the fact is completely opposite.

Cao Wei looked around for a while, and found that the aura here was only slightly stronger than that of the three secular dynasties in southern Xinjiang.

For a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, if the aura existing in this environment is equivalent to nothing.

According to legend, this land of nine abysses was formed at the end of the Great Desolation God Dynasty, and was affected by the battle between Chong Wuhou and his subordinates and the monks of the human race and the Jiaolong race.

And in the most central Tianjian, there is still a great attraction to the aura of the four directions, and its influence still exists today.

The titles of this Great Wild God Dynasty are Wang, Hou, Bo, Zi, and Nan.

As for Chongwu Hou, the one who was even more advanced was the King of the Western Desolation.

About 20 years ago, Cao Wei, Lu Zai, and Fang Ming killed the three disciples of Tianmomen, and obtained a small piece of Western Wilderness King's Seal from Naxia Houyong.

Right now, the most famous place in the Chongwu Region is the land of Jiuyuan, so he just chose to come to the Western Region for training.

Logically speaking, the more a cultivator goes to the back of his practice, the more perfect his control over his own power will be, so that he can use the least mana as much as possible to exert the greatest power through various means.

For example, if a monk who establishes a foundation wants to fly in the sky, he must use his own mana to activate the magic weapon, so there are various auras all over his body.

In the eyes of mortals, this kind of scene is no less than that of immortals descending to earth, but as a monk, Cao Wei naturally knows that this is because he cannot be perfect in his power.

But a real person can fly by relying on the wind, without showing any abnormalities during normal flight.It's just that when they pursue faster speed, they will be surrounded by spiritual light.

As a monk, if you encounter someone whose cultivation base is lower than your own, you can often end the battle in a short time, before the opponent has reacted.

Only when they fight against people who are similar to themselves, will they no longer consider these things, thus attracting all kinds of visions, and the momentum is huge.

So far, Cao Wei has only watched a battle between Jindan monks from a distance.

However, he had seen more than [-] picture stones recorded in the Qingxia Zong Jingjing Pavilion of life-and-death fights between real people, and he didn't hold back at all, and he didn't care about his own mana, magic weapons, and all kinds of things. Means of pressing the bottom of the box.

And the latest picture stone in the Sutra Pavilion was brought back by True Monarch Yunhai. It records the scene of a battle between a real casual cultivator with a later stage of cultivation and a strange beast in the East China Sea.

This battle has traveled for more than ten thousand miles, up to the clear sky, down to the deep ocean, the scene of the camera is far and near, and it is very clear, the most important thing is that it also has the pointing words of Yunhai Zhenjun, It explained in detail the two sides' grasp of the timing of the battle situation, as well as the splendor and shortcomings of the methods they used.

In the end, it was the giant fish who had a slight advantage with weak water supernatural powers, and killed the real casual cultivator.

But at the end of the image, instead, a white-haired old man cut out the casual cultivator's body from the belly of the squid with a smile, sorted out the battle, and the battle came to an end.

As for the Yuanying monks who are more advanced, Cao Wei does not know what methods these true monarchs have, and there are no these photo stones to see the leopard.

He also asked about this when he visited the strict master uncle in the Ivy Stream.

But before the uncle could speak, the big monster Fei Teng who was playing against him burst out laughing.

It raised its hand and pointed at Cao Wei, saying bluntly:
"Brother, you don't need to ask about this kind of thing. You are looking for trouble. Anyway, if you can avoid it, you can hide farther away. If you can't avoid it, you can salute at the same place. I can’t even move my fingers, but as long as there is still a little consciousness, it’s not something that the Foundation Establishment monks can covet.”

After the words fell, Fei Teng put down his hand, but one of the pieces on the chessboard changed from black to white for some reason.

Thinking of this time, Cao Wei couldn't help smiling.

After living in the Qingxia Sect for the past 26 years, he has already recognized this sect from the bottom of his heart.

After all, if there is no Zongmen and the support of the masters and uncles, it is impossible for Cao Wei to practice to the late stage of foundation establishment at the age of Jiazi.

After a while, the woman who had redressed her makeup led six beautiful maids to come, until they stopped outside the pavilion.

"Uncle, the Yuchi Warm Soup in Qingyuan is ready, please come with your niece and daughter-in-law." Zhou Lin said respectfully.

"Where is the old man's grandniece?" Cao Wei asked.

"The journey was bumpy, and Qing'er was not feeling well, so she went to rest first. After my uncle washed and changed, my niece and daughter-in-law brought me to see her. Don't be surprised!" Zhou Lin's expression was a little panicked.

Seeing this, Cao Wei walked out of the pavilion, came in front of this person, raised her chin with one hand, and asked in a deep voice: "Looking at the frightened appearance of my niece and daughter-in-law, is it possible that this old man is a bad guest?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Lin and the six maids behind him kowtowed to the ground.

"Uncle is serious."

"Why did you kneel down without moving? Get up and take the old man to the Qing Court!"

Cao Wei leaned over to support Zhou Lin, with a kind expression on his face.

"Yes, are you waiting to lead the way?" Zhou Lin turned around and asked the maid.

Then she turned to respectfully and said: "The mansion here in Qifeng City is simple and simple, there are only these vulgar fans, please forgive me, uncle."

"It's okay! But my nephew and daughter-in-law just came back from Jiuyuan. You can see that the clothes are covered with dust. You should take a bath." Cao Wei said slowly.

"Niece and daughter-in-law go back to wash and change immediately!" Zhou Lin said hastily.

"Why bother, the Yuchi in Qingyuan is not small. I don't know if my nephew and daughter-in-law are willing to take a bath with me?" Cao Wei whispered in his ear.

As soon as the words fell, he held Zhou Lin's hand and walked forward with ease.

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After more than half an hour.

Outside Qifeng City, Zhou Wenhong brought his son Zhou Wujun and his fourth younger brother Zhou Wenzhong, performing lightness kung fu all the way, and rushed for more than a hundred miles non-stop.

At such a rapid pace, even though he was already a congenital master, he couldn't help panting, and even the hair crown fell off during the run, and now his hair was hanging on his back, looking embarrassed.

They passed the line of people in the city gate and quickly came to the soldiers guarding the city.

And Shouzheng, who was sitting on an armchair by the city gate and drinking from the mouth of a teapot, saw the three members of the Zhou family, brought up the teapot, and asked with a smile, "How did Master Zhou get into such a state?" ? It's all right!"

Zhou Wenhong ignored this person, casually dropped a dime of silver into the basket, and then hurried towards the city.

Watching the three of them go away, the Shouzheng sat down on the chair unsteadily again, and after a slight gesture, a soldier came forward and asked respectfully, "What do you want, sir?"

"A few days ago, did Master Hu explain that once he sees the Zhou family coming back from Jiuyuan Forest, he must report back in time. This time when the Zhou family left, there were five people, but only three came back. In such a state of embarrassment, it seems that he must have encountered a monster. You should go to the Hu Mansion now." Shouzheng said in a low voice.

"The villain takes the order, thank you for your support!" the soldier said repeatedly.

"Then the reward you got this time..." Shou Zheng glanced at this person.

"The villain will be divided into half the adults!"

"It seems that my lord should let other people go to run errands."

"Sixty percent, or seventy percent to the adults!"

But Shouzheng still didn't make a sound, saw the soldier gritted his teeth, and said anxiously: "Most likely, my lord, you see that the rewards of the Hu Mansion have always been so little!"

"Go, hurry up! Don't try to be greedy, the manager of the Hu family and my lord are close friends!" Shou Zheng waved his hand.

The soldier strode towards the east of the city.

Then he smiled at the few people in the city gate: "After I am on duty, my lord will take you to Zuixianglou for a drink, now do your best."

"Thank you, my lord!" Everyone said happily.

After a quarter of an hour or so, Zhou Wenhong rushed into the mansion in a hurry, and shouted to a middle-aged steward, "Where are Madam and Miss now?"

"Master, Madam sent a maid over earlier, saying that there are distinguished guests from the house, and they should be in the Qing Court now. Miss is resting in the backyard." The middle-aged steward said.

Hearing this, Zhou Wenhong breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurried towards Qingyuan.

When he arrived in front of the Yuchi room, he suddenly heard a voice that was sometimes rapid and loud, and sometimes low and mournful.

Hearing this familiar voice, his eyes widened, his fists clenched tightly, and he wanted to rush in directly.

It's just that when he was about to open the door and enter, he withdrew his hand again, then stomped his feet fiercely, turned and left.

After another quarter of an hour or two, Cao Wei, who had changed into a green shirt, came out of the Yuchi room, followed by Zhou Lin who was supported by two maids.

"My good nephew, your bones are really weak. After soaking in this lukewarm soup for a while, you are no longer good. In the future, I will give you more advice. My nephew has just returned, and he is outside. Do you want to go there with the old man?" Cao Wei said lightly.

When Zhou Lin heard the words, there was a trace of shame on his face, and he dared not speak.

"Let's go!" Cao Wei said.

At this time, Zhou Lin said anxiously: "Uncle, my niece and daughter-in-law are tired, so I can't pass."

"As you like."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Wei swept his spiritual sense and found that Zhou Wenhong was in the hall of the front yard, so he walked towards him, a few feet away.

Zhou Wenhong was pacing back and forth in the hall, while Zhou Wenzhong was angrily slapping the table.

As for that young man Zhou Wujun, he has been taken down by the steward.

"Third brother, this old man Yin is too deceitful, how dare, how dare..." Zhou Wenzhong got up and wanted to rush out again.

But when he came up, Zhou Wenhong pressed his shoulder with one hand, and sat down on the chair again.

"Fourth brother, hold on! Have you forgotten what your father said when he was alive?"

"But this..."

"Two virtuous nephews, what's the matter?" Cao Weiren had already appeared outside the hall.

"Seeing Uncle, it's okay, it's just that my fourth brother is angry because of Chen Fu's incident!" Zhou Wenhong said with a forced smile.

"Why, what kind of tricks is that old dog Chen playing again?" Cao Wei dama sat on the main seat with a golden knife, and then asked slowly.

"He sent someone over to urge the land tax again," Zhou Wenhong said.

"Chen Laogou didn't dare to come here by himself, because he was afraid that other fellow Taoists in Bixia Village would find a way?" Cao Wei sneered.

Then he asked about some things that had happened in these years, and Zhou Wenhong explained everything in detail.

After learning a little bit about it, Cao Wei got up and patted the shoulder of this virtuous nephew, and said with a smile, "When the person sent by Chen Fu arrives, you can bring him to see me. The old man will naturally talk to this person."

"Then there will be Uncle Lao." Zhou Wenhong cupped his hands and said.

"The old man is indeed very tiring, I will go back first."

As soon as the words fell, Cao Wei got up and walked towards the backyard.

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Just when the two brothers of the Zhou family were asking God, it was easy to send God away, but in the Hu Mansion a few miles away from the Zhou Mansion, the rich-looking Master Hu was laughing and accompanying a bearded man in the hall.

"Master Chang, the two brothers of the Zhou family have returned this week. When do you think you want to call them over?"

"What's the rush? This week's house is just fish on the plate, you can eat it anytime. But if the knife falls too fast, Guanshi Chen and the old man will feel unhappy, understand?" The bearded man raised his teacup, He acts like a literati.

"The villain understands. It's just that the Zhou family's [-]-acre low-grade spiritual field, I don't know how Guanshi Chen arranges it?" Master Hu asked.

"Can you talk?" The bearded man snorted coldly.

As soon as the words fell, Master Hu quickly patted himself on the mouth a few times, and then said with a smile: "The villain made a slip of the tongue, that is a high-quality spiritual field."

"Actually, it's a matter of opening and closing your mouth. It depends on what you do, Mr. Hu. The Yu family has sent people over and over again to invite me over. As for me, if I didn't see For the sake of the late Fellow Daoist Hu, he went to the banquet a long time ago." The bearded man said pointedly.

"In front of the immortal master, there is no such thing as Mr. Hu. The villain missed the immortal master to attend the banquet, and I feel really sorry, but this dish is still being cooked, so I have to prepare some local products from the farm in Fuzhong. You can fill it in first. Stomach." Master Hu smiled obsequiously, and then he clapped his palms twice.

Outside the hall, two servants brought in a big mahogany box, and then retreated immediately.

The bearded man got up and walked, opened the lid of the box, and saw that there were two hundred low-grade spirit stones the size of a fist neatly arranged inside.

"Master Immortal, this local product is not precious, it's just a rarity." Master Hu said slowly.

Hearing this, the big man said lightly: "It's just right, I'm a little hungry too."

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed the lid of the box, and then with a thought, he put the entire wooden box into the storage bag.

Seeing this, the smile on Master Hu's face became even stronger.

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