Lizhou, Huanghai Plain.

Looking down from the clouds and mist, Wang Mu could see patches of purple ocean, divided into fields by horizontal and vertical lines.

After a few days of travel, we have reached the boundary of Tianlu Temple.

Endless fields fall into view.

only…

"It feels like the spiritual energy concentration has dropped..."

"Such an area can breed so many spiritual plants. Normally, shouldn't the spiritual energy be a bit richer than other places..."

With some curiosity, Wang Mu flew at low altitude.

Not long after.

After flying for a long time, I only saw countless spiritual fields, but not the location of Tianlu Temple.

"I heard that Tianlu Temple is different from other sects and does not have a fixed sect location..."

The golden-haired rat sat on the flying sword and combed his hair while saying, "There used to be people who later lived in the deserted sea plain and called the entire plain their sect..."

It's weird...

While thinking.

Before approaching the spiritual field below, I could see the earth trembling, and the purple dust on the fortress gathered like a rock, and finally changed rapidly, turning into a purple-black earth giant.

"Who is coming?"

The earth giant's voice was majestic and his mouth was vague, carrying a very strong pressure of spiritual consciousness.

Wang Mu was startled. At first he thought it was some kind of mountain spirit earth monster, but after a little more perception, he realized that it should be a special earth form condensed by magic.

"I'm here..."

Wang Mu was about to speak, but he thought that this Tianlu Temple was so impressive, was it actually using such a magic to welcome him?

Am I so one-sided?

This kind of earth element, which is hundreds of feet tall, is comparable to a huge mountain. If it is condensed at the fingertips, it must be an extremely high-level earth element spell.

Unexpectedly, on the other side, the clouds and mist parted, and the space moved frequently. As the voice of the earth giant shouted, hundreds of figures slowly appeared in the distant space.

These people wore armor and weapons that contained the fluctuations of magic weapons, like standard military weapons. They looked like immortal soldiers and generals. They exuded a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, and what they were riding on their crotches was a kind of dragon tail.

Black Linma.

The leader was wearing a red tasseled ponytail, holding a black gold spear, and an armor and helmet. His gender could not be identified, only his eyes showed a wisp of light. He stood in the void with great momentum.

"Brother, that's the Shenhao Army of the Haotian Dynasty..." The Golden-haired Rat immediately became serious when he saw this, "These guys are all very high-level physical practitioners. The foundation-building stage is the basic level, and there are many sergeants of the Golden Core Realm... I

The General Yulin I told you before is one of the generals of the Shenhao Army... Strangely, Tianlu Guan never participates in dynasty battles, and generally the dynasties in Lizhou rarely bother Tianlu Guan..."

"How did this Shenhao army come here..."

When Wang Mu saw it, he realized that they were not there to welcome him, so he could just sit back and be a bystander.

In the Immortal Way of the Imperial Dynasty, these soldiers are serious immortal cultivators.

But most of it is physical training.

Compared with immortal cultivators from other continents, they have a little less fairy spirit and a little more earthly atmosphere.

Because he was standing far away to prevent accidents, Wang Mu did not use his spiritual consciousness to scan, and could only see the confrontation between the two sides.

Not long after, the leader-looking figure suddenly snorted coldly.

Immediately, a majestic phantom rose up, and the pressure came like a tide. The phantom looked like a god, with bright golden light, and like a palace. It was constantly changing, and it looked like a shadow.

The appearance of the Dharma instantly frightened the earth giant down.

Fall apart.

However, the shadow dissipated very quickly.

"This kind of magic..." Wang Mu felt a little weird. After a monk condenses his soul, he can use his soul to communicate with heaven and earth. If his soul can leave the body, he can cultivate his own soul method to reduce the dimensionality of low-level enemies.

Such a blow.

Just like this.

No matter how powerful you are in the Nascent Soul stage, it is almost impossible to cross the border and defeat the God Transformation monks.

The higher you reach the higher realm, the higher the level of fighting

The more difficult it is.

"The aura of that person is at best the Nascent Soul... But how come this technique has the meaning of the Nascent Spirit? Is it so coercive?"

Wang Mu thought deeply...

It seems that it is not that easy for Tianlu Guan and his party.

After a while, the earth giant rose again, and an old man walked out of the void.

The old man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, holding an ear of rice and gently brushing it through the void.

The next second, waves of golden air shattered in all directions.

In just an instant, the general of the Shenhao Army was violently knocked back for dozens of miles, and hundreds of Shenhao soldiers scattered in the air and fell...

"Tianlu Temple belongs to those who are strong in tribulation..." The Golden-haired Rat picked its nose, "The two sides are confronting each other. Seeing that Shenhao's army is coming with bad intentions, could it be that they really bully Tianlu Temple? This old man should be Tianlu Temple.

The master of Suihe Temple... Count the years..."

"I remember when I went to Tianlu Temple to bring food, he was like this. After all these years, he is still like this...I don't know how long he has lived."

"I heard that one of the disciples accepted by the living immortal Xiao Yu, the old temple master..."

"Have you ever met him?" Wang Mu asked.

"Ahem, once when I went to Tianlu Temple's Tiandi Granary, I happened to meet the sweeper who was cleaning the granary. Later I found out that he was the old temple owner of Tianlu Temple. Fortunately, he didn't catch me at that time and returned me

I have a few bags of Tianxiang rice ears..."

"..." Wang Mu.

After a while, the smoke disappeared.

Everything returned to calm.

Suddenly, the Suihe Temple Master in the distance looked towards Wang Mu and said:

"Who are you, little friend, and why do you come to Tianlu Temple?"

Wang Mu flew over with his sword, cupped his hands and said:

"My Majesty, Wang Mu of the Sword Sect, is traveling to Lizhou..."

"Wang Mu of the Sword Sect?" Temple Master Suihe was stunned, "Are you the Wang Mu of the Taoist Companion of the Alchemy King Sect?"

"?" Wang Mu.

What's the meaning?

What is the Taoist Companion of the Danwang Sect Patriarch?

Wang Mu twitched the corners of his mouth, and the foreign monks' impression of him stopped at this?

In comparison, being ranked number one on the list of geniuses is not worth mentioning compared to being a Taoist monk in the Immortal Realm, isn't it?

"The visitor is a guest!" The master of Suihe Temple looked Wang Mu up and down and said enthusiastically, "Come, come, come, here comes my Tianlu Temple, why can't I treat you well?"

"..." Wang Mu.

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He looked at Wang Mu with extremely envious eyes.

If I also have a Taoist monk who ascends to the Immortal Realm, I can walk sideways in most places in the Jiuzhou Immortal Realm.

The master of Suihe Temple waved his hand lightly, and the next second, an ancient Taoist temple appeared in the center of the plain below.

After lightly performing a magic formula, the light door opened, and monks hurried in and out of the Taoist temple one after another, all looking very hurried.

"Well..." Wang Mu said politely, "I'm just visiting..."

"It's a good visit!" Master Suihe clapped his hands, "It's been a long time since monks from other parts of the world have visited our Tianlu Temple. By coincidence, it's the season when our Tianxiang Taoist Sui is ripe. My little friend, you can come and have a bowl of deer.

Sui Chaomei...is my good friend in Tianlu Guan."

"..." Wang Mu.

It was so enthusiastic that Wang Mu couldn't accept it for a while.

After entering the Taoist temple, the aroma that hit his face, carrying the smell of human fireworks, penetrated into Wang Mu's nose.

Since leaving Anle Village, Wang Mu hasn't smelled the smell of fireworks for a long time.

On weekdays, Jian Zong only has a bit of a pyrotechnic atmosphere.

Most of the disciples of the Sword Sect have little interest in eating, and a new type of flying sword would not fascinate them more.
To be continued...