Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 542 Adding insult to injury
Hearing Zhu Jin's sigh, Cao Wei shook his head slightly, then sat on the ground, patted the rocks beside him, and said slowly:
"Brother Zhu, sit down. You and I have not seen each other for hundreds of years. It would be too boring to talk about this now, right? Are you coming from afar today to follow Bingzheng or the Great Wilderness Holy Sect? Lord Mingwen?”

Hearing this, Zhu Jin smiled and did not respond. He just looked at the endless rolling waves in front of him.

Cao Wei followed the opponent's gaze and said slowly: "Isn't it still Wu Qi?"

"Brother Cao is talking about Wu Qi, or are you asking about Ming Yong or Yuan Ling?" Zhu Jin asked rhetorically.

"All of them, these old guys have deep thoughts. Cao originally thought that one of Ming Yong's souls might be in you, but now that he sees it, it is not the case. This soul is neither with you, nor with you. It’s on Wu Qi,” Cao Wei said.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jin nodded slightly: "That old guy Mingyong doesn't look down on me. In his eyes, he is also the host of the water soul, and Wu Qi is more suitable!"

"Ming Yong is extremely talented, but in the end, due to bad luck, Yun Heng suppressed it for nearly two thousand years. Under this predicament, it was able to secretly deploy so many back tricks, which shows that it is an extremely difficult opponent. , it’s a blessing that you haven’t been targeted! Brother Zhu, you haven’t said who ordered it yet?” Cao Wei nodded lightly.

"Brother Cao, the Zhuihe tribe is affiliated with Suanni. Now that Suan Yu has given the order, I dare not disobey!" Zhu Jin said slowly.

"Hyaan is weak, but Feng Xi is not! Brother Zhu, don't you have any other ideas?" Cao Wei said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jin casually picked up a wild flower growing between the cracks of the rocks, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then inserted it into his temple.

Hearing this, Cao Wei nodded slightly: "Cao also understands Brother Zhu's difficulties. If you come here with the right orders, could it be that you can't help but want to kill me and let you be a vanguard?"

"I can't eat anymore now!" Zhu Jin shook his head lightly.

"But it didn't take much effort, right?" Zhu Jin asked slowly.

After saying that, it stood up and dusted itself off.

"Why, are you leaving so soon?" Cao Wei asked.

"But after all, I don't dare to kill the butcher. He has a knife in his hand, and he is no more flesh and blood than me." Zhu Jin said with a smile.

"A little bit, I've barely made some progress, but if you want to guide the Divine Tribulation Thunder, you still need to practice for hundreds of years. Brother Zhu, if you don't believe it, you and I can help and you will know after a try." Cao Wei slowly said the voice.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jin chuckled a few times: "Over the years, we have become less and less familiar with old friends. If it is not necessary, it is better not to meet each other life and death! Zhu can survive to this day because he relies on more It’s still intuition. When I saw Brother Cao today, I felt like I was back in the past when I was in the pigsty and faced the butcher’s knife.”

Speaking of this, it asked slowly: "Brother Cao, if the old scholar tribe who took you in in the past had not done such a trick and let you go out, would you still be on this road to immortality?"

Then it continued to speak: "Those high-ranking Daxiu cultivators, not to mention their elaborate plans, even the wind they inadvertently brought up when they passed by could blow Zhu to pieces. Although Suiyu is still in the late Nascent Soul stage now, But Zhu has to serve him, otherwise, he may be killed! "

"If we really fight, I may not be able to defeat you!" Cao Wei said with a smile.

"It's not my fault, but Fellow Daoist Ye He is already dead. If it hadn't relied on the method of soul refining with blood and soul, how could it have survived for a few more years? I just gave it a ride. ." Cao Wei shook his head slightly.

After a long time, he sighed softly:
"Maybe not. For me, it doesn't make much difference whether my life spans a hundred years or a thousand years. Old Master Chen is the first good man I have ever met. But he died too early. I still can't. It’s too late to fulfill my filial piety. Originally, I wanted to take the examination and win the exam, so that I could make him happy. Unfortunately, everything has already happened, and I can’t change it anymore, and I don’t have to dwell on the past.”

Hearing this, Cao Wei showed a look of reminiscence on his face.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jin said with a smile: "Brother Cao is suddenly enlightened. Over the years, I recalled the past, but suddenly I realized that the most carefree days were still when I was in the pig pen eating swill, so ignorant. I understand. I listen to the footsteps outside every day, and when people come, I know that I have something to eat. I eat and sleep, and I feel like a god."

"Whether it is a hyena or a seal, it will eventually be defeated in this battle between all races that has lasted for more than 200,000 years. When it comes to the battle at the Nascent Soul level, Zhu is not afraid. But behind it, that's beyond my power!" Zhu Jin pointed upward and sighed.

"That is, when people are hungry, they only have one worry. When they are full, they have more worries. How about taking this opportunity, Brother Zhu shows his true form, and I carry the swill bucket to feed you?" Cao Wei said with a smile.

"Didn't you take advantage of Ye Yue to kill that family and escape?" Cao Wei said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jin covered his face and smiled and said: "Believe it, how can I not believe it? From this point of view, Ye He is really old. A great monk who has broken through the late Nascent Soul for more than 500 years is not Cao Cao. Brother, the new great monk’s enemy!”

"Brother Cao, don't get me wrong! Suanyu just asked Zhu to come here. It wants to confirm how much Brother Cao has grown in strength since he came out of Youdu City!" Zhu Jin shook his head and said.

Speaking of this, it sighed deeply: "Zhu thought that I would be in trouble today. Thank you Brother Cao for letting me go!"

"If you stay any longer, I'm afraid it will be bad if your patience runs out." Zhu Jin said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei waved his hands and sighed: "Let's go, let's all go."

"Brother Cao is passing through Nanhuang one day. Please remember to drop by our Heiling Kingdom. Zhu swept the couch to welcome you and bid farewell!" Zhu Jin said with cupped hands.

After saying that, it rose into the sky, turned into a golden light, and disappeared into the distance.

After watching him leave, Cao Wei turned his head and looked into the distance, and said slowly: "Brother Bingzheng, since you are here, please show up and see him!"

After saying this, there was only the sound of wind and waves all around, but the world seemed even more silent!
Seeing that the other party didn't show up, Cao Wei didn't force him, he just looked at the waves rolling on the sea quietly.

The whistling sea wind in his ears, the rolling waves on the sea in his eyes, these natural scenes of heaven and earth are far more attractive than those intrigues.

When alone, his heart seemed to be beating just for himself.

After a long time, Cao Wei slowly closed his eyes.

Just before Zhu Jin arrived, after looking at the jade slip given by Zhang Xiwen, the head of Xuanyuan Sect in Linghuan Realm, he suddenly felt that his whole body felt relaxed from the inside out, like a mysterious wave. The thread was suddenly broken.

If he had never been to Huangquan Yinming and heard so many Mahayana anecdotes, Cao Wei would only regard this feeling as a spiritual blessing.

But now it seems that behind this, the Zhang Family Mahayana Shiheng Venerable may have taken action to cut off the hidden danger of this so-called prompt word for him.

Or for him, it temporarily cut off the prying eyes of people behind him!
When he thought of this, Cao Wei raised his head, looked in the direction of the Blood Temple, and remained silent.

Over the years, those Mahayana monks who have seen the dragon but never come to an end have been testing each other more and more frequently. As far as he currently knows, the founder of the method of "Enlightening the Void God" is Venerable Xuanji from the Linglong Realm. This person's race is the Three-Eyed Clan, and his lifespan is longer than the existence of the Great Wild God Dynasty. Even longer, comparable to that Zhu Zun!
For a monk, although living a long time does not completely represent how strong one is, it can also reflect that the opponent's strength has at least reached a certain lower limit in some aspects.

As for the subsequent Venerable Mingxin in the Linghuan Realm, his breakthrough to the Mahayana was almost around the time of the destruction of the Great Wilderness Divine Court. He should have lived for two or three Yuanhui, and his life span should not exceed 300,000 years at most.

As for Venerable Shiheng in the Linghuan world, he is even younger.

According to Youdu clan Yuyuan, a monk in the combined stage, this venerable person only broke through to the Mahayana stage more than a thousand years ago.

Cao Wei secretly estimated that the time for the opponent's breakthrough was almost the same period of time when he came to Xiaoxuan Realm.

And these three venerables from different periods all had a special liking for this method of "Enlightenment of Emptiness and Transformation of God", and they constantly improved it, as if they were afraid that later people's practice would not progress fast enough.

"The strong wind is about to rise. Should the lords of the Lingxuan Realm take action? I think I should also speed up my practice. I don't want to be like the Venerable Shiheng who completed the journey in just over 10,000 years. The twenty-seventh level of the Nine Realms must at least reach the integration stage! Only by breaking through to the upper level monks can there be a chance to ride on the wind and rise in this turbulent situation." Cao Wei thought to himself.

Of course, if it breaks its wings and falls, there will be no bones left.

But if there is such a way to die, it is the most suitable destination for the monks.

Thinking of this, he stood up slowly and said softly: "Cao has been waiting here for so long, but none of you dare to show up. You only use these despicable methods, which is really embarrassing." disappointment!"

After saying this, he casually flicked his sleeves, and the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of two to three thousand miles in all directions suddenly rioted with his thoughts, turning into a tide of aura that spread to the sky and the ocean.

And here, some flies that are like floating dust, or inconspicuous seaweed, or some kind of invisible breath, are all annihilated under the wash of the tide.

When some ordinary Nascent Souls and great monks from various tribes felt that the tracking method they had used had been wiped out, each one of them treated it as if it had never happened at all.

"You all think about letting others take the lead, and your calculations are quite loud. Unfortunately, no one wants to end up like Ye He!" Cao Wei muttered to himself.

After saying that, he floated away, and Feng Xu Yufeng headed into the distance.

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On the other side, less than ten breaths after Zhu Jin met Cao Wei, somewhere in the East China Sea.

An extremely tall and majestic Suan Ni and an old man suddenly appeared on the sea, climbed the long steps to the sky, and entered the Blood Temple.

At the moment when the portal of the Blood Temple was about to disappear, a flying silver-winged yaksha turned into a flash of light, followed closely behind, and escaped into it.

Suan Chi and Cangling turned to look at Meng Zian, the incarnation of Cao Wei, and then looked at each other with teasing expressions in their eyes.

"Junior pays homage to Senior Cangling. If it hadn't been for Senior's intervention, it would be difficult for this junior to escape from my control!" Meng Zian bowed slightly.

"You are so bold that you came uninvited and sneaked into the Lord's palace without permission?" Cangling said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Meng Zian smiled and said: "If it weren't for the permission of the senior Blood God, how could this junior be lucky enough to set foot here?"

As soon as he said these words, a young man in blood-robed clothes with an evil face suddenly appeared.

As soon as they saw the visitor, Cangling and Suanchi both knelt down on one knee, bowed their heads and said, "Greetings to the Lord."

Ming Xin, the external incarnation, did not look at them, but looked at Meng Zian, stretched out a finger, and pointed at them.

The next moment, a vertical pupil suddenly appeared between Meng Zian's eyebrows, filled with divine light.

"Sure enough, it's this old man Xuanji." Mingxin said softly.

After saying this, a stream of blood light shot out from his fingertips and disappeared into the vertical pupils.

After doing this, he smiled and said: "Senior Xuanji, don't blame me! I like this the most when it comes to adding insult to injury."

As for Xuanji in the Linglong Realm, the blood overflowing from her eyes has not stopped yet, and dense blood lines suddenly appeared around the vertical pupils on her forehead, like earthworms, covering her entire face, full of ominous aura. .

At this moment, suddenly outside the colorful dojo, a black tide suddenly appeared in the ethereal space, roaring in like thousands of troops.

After the black tide submerged Xuanji's dojo, the remaining force was still there, and then it collided and slapped on the boundary membrane of Linglong Realm. Each wave was stronger than the last, as if it would never end!

Suddenly, the Linglong Realm, which was full of spiritual energy, decayed and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ten thousand laws shook and the heavens wailed!
At this moment, at the four extremes of the Linglong Realm, the clouds gradually glowed with nine colors, and for a moment the flutes and drums shook the sky, shining brightly in the palace.

I saw flying out of it a crowd of dragons and phoenixes, men and horses, riding lins and deers, chariots and horses, colorful flags and banners, thousands of horses, hundreds of millions of people, as if they were facing a formidable enemy!
Among them, in Dongjitian, a Taoist palace above the blue sea, a divine light suddenly appeared, and a monk in yellow brocade robes and bright culture walked out. He seemed to be no more than 20 years old, but his appearance was dark and kind. , the beauty is peerless.

The Mahayana Venerable looked calmly at the black tide that was constantly eroding the boundary membrane, and said softly: "Senior Xuanji, since you are the cause of the trouble, it is up to you to calm it down!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there were echoes from more than ten places in all directions in the South, West and North Poles.

"Donghua, if you can help me this time, I think I owe you a favor." Xuanji responded.

"Yes, but this will not happen again. Senior Xuanji, you have taken away the ancient immortal energy of the Linghuan world, and you have also entered the situation set by Zhu, which has made it impossible for us to stay out of it. We don't have the extra energy to deal with this right now. It's happened." The Mahayana man in yellow brocade said slowly.

After saying that, he took a step forward and appeared at the boundary membrane. He looked at the black tide outside with a look of fear on his face.

However, he still showed his true form and transformed into a ten thousand-foot god-man. Donghua Zhizhen Qi followed and continued to submerge into the boundary membrane.

(End of this chapter)