The sound of crazy laughter was heard. Wuliang's magic shadow technique brought out a black shadow all over the sky. In a black gust of wind, a purple light flashed by. The four-cornered Tianhuolin whine, a horn on its head had been interrupted, and the purple light flashed again, and flames spewed out from its back, and the strongest scales had been penetrated. The third flash of purple light, and a flame-like blood suddenly spurted out from the head of the four-cornered Tianhuolin! The four-cornered Tianhuolin's body flipped and fell down. Gu Sheng was secretly shocked: I could not have imagined that the power of the magic script was so great! Wuliang's ancestor laughed wildly and left, no one could see its appearance clearly, only Gu Sheng and Weiming had a clear idea. Wuliang's ancestor brought a gust of wind to pass by Gu Sheng's side, light in his ears

He said lightly: "Take good care of my disciple!" Gu Sheng suddenly realized that he was worried that Weiming was following behind to take care of them, and just saved them this time. Wuliang's ancestor came and went without a trace. In the blink of an eye, the black crazy part had disappeared from afar. At this time, Jiuyin reacted, bowed and said loudly: "Thank you for your help..." Wuliang's ancestor had long disappeared. Weiming was like Jiuyin, bowed and bowed. Others thought he was like the leader, and thanked the man for saving his life. Only Gu Sheng knew that Weiming valued the most. Although Wuliang's ancestor forced him to become a disciple, since he had already obtained the title of a master and disciple, Weiming had to fulfill his disciple's etiquette.

As soon as the Sijiao Tianhuolin died, the group of beasts below were in an uproar. Gu Sheng fell from the sky and went to find the body of the Sijiao Tianhuolin. When the group of beasts saw him coming down, they were so scared that they all dispersed. Gu Sheng easily found the corpse, so naturally he was not polite. In front of the group of beasts, he peeled off the skin and cramped the bones, and finally found the hot elixir of the Sijiao Tianhuolin! The group of beasts was so scared that they ran away all of them! Gu Sheng was not polite, and he collected all his pockets of everything, without any intention of confiscating them. Jiu Yin didn't say anything about him. He, a pauper master, had nothing to give to Gu Sheng, and he was greedy. If his disciples were greedy, they would be greedy. Since the group of beasts had dispersed, all the disciples of the Wuwei Sword Sect returned to the ground, but everything arranged earlier on the ground disappeared under the rampage of the group of beasts, and only some strips of cloth were left hanging on the treetops.

The sky was already dark, and before I knew it, a night had passed. Everyone was a person with profound cultivation. There was no problem not sleeping all night. They were just fighting fiercely overnight, and everyone was a little tired. Jiuyin arranged for everyone to meditate and adjust their breathing. It was already dawn. I think those monsters should not come to harass them again. The disciples sat on the ground and faced the east. Just as the sun was rising, the purple air came east, and a purple cloud covered half of the sky. All the disciples took off one after another, just like in the Smoky Rain Peak, sucking and spitting purple air. The spiritual energy here is very dense, and the quality of purple air is also very high, and it is thick as if it were the essence. After a few sips, the disciples already felt that the purple palace was full. This place was indeed a treasure land of immortals! Gu Sheng quietly approached Wei Ming: "He is here to see you." Wei Ming knew who Gu Sheng said "he" was, and he didn't say much, and nodded with a sad expression.

There was a noise coming from below. When the Wuwei Sword Sect looked down, they saw a large number of villagers gathered under the mountain. They were all using their hands and feet to climb up the mountain they occupied. The disciples were surprised, and Zhu Wuzhao said, "What's going on? Are they here to compete for territory with us?" When they came to this world, the Wuwei Sword Sect didn't know whether the people here were friendly. If they were really petty and they would drive them away, it would be really difficult to deal with. Jiu Wen planned in private and cultivator.

If these villagers really insist that this is their land, it doesn't matter if they withdraw. They built a mountain gate and laid a maze, and they couldn't get in even if they wanted to. Jiuyin thought for a moment and sent the honest Weiming down to see, so as not to cause trouble. "Weiming, go down to see what they do." "Disciple obeys the order!" Weiming took the order and flew to the top of the mountain and fell. The most courageous villagers had already climbed to the top of the mountain. Seeing Weiming, his face showed

He showed a very happy expression, spread his hands and knelt on the ground, holding the ground with both hands, kowtowed constantly, and murmured in his mouth, saying something Weiming couldn't understand at all. Weiming was in trouble, frowned and leaned his ears, but he couldn't understand what others were saying. At this time, other villagers also climbed up one after another, and saw Weiming and the people in the sky, all of whom were all over the ground, respectful, but no one could understand what they said. Zhu Wuzhao saw him kneeling down below.

There was a lot of laughter and dancing: "Hahaha! It seems that they are here to invite us to be emperors. Look how respect they respect us!" Gu Sheng frowned: "Master, I think it's better to send someone else down. I'm afraid I won't understand what they are saying." A gurgling voice came from below. Although it was vague, it could be distinguished. No one understood what they were saying. Seeing this, Gu Sheng guessed that Weiming, who was honest but lacked in adaptability, would definitely not be able to handle it.

Jiuyin also discovered that Weiming was standing there, helpless, and didn't know what to do. He nodded: "Okay, go down and deal with Weiming." Gu Sheng was about to go down, but Zhu Wuzhao called out: "I want to go too!" Wude Taoist shouted angrily: "Come back for me, this is a big deal, don't mess around!" Although Zhu Wuzhao's comprehensive master was not big or small, the master was a master after all. Wude Taoist was really angry, and he didn't dare to ignore it. His neck shrank and he retreated. Gu Sheng

Smile at him and went down alone. "You are here just right!" Weiming saw Gu Sheng coming, and it seemed as if he had seen his life-saving benefactor. These villagers wearing straw straw straw straw leaves were lying on the ground and crawling forward, kneeling in front of Weiming, and removing his trouser legs, which made Weiming very embarrassed. Gu Sheng comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, what will they do to you so much?" The villagers kneeling on the ground kept kowtowing, and were talking in their mouths. Gu Sheng was also a little embarrassed. He was spiritual.

With a move, he reached out and stroked the head of an old man in front. The soul directly read his thinking and passed the language level. This move is not something that everyone can use, unless your soul is much stronger than the other party, and the other party does not resist at all. Gu Sheng's action shocked the villagers quickly knelt on the ground and did not dare to move, and did not dare to raise their heads. The old man trembled all over, but did not dare to move arbitrarily. Gu Sheng successfully read his memory and understood what everyone meant.

He turned his head and smiled and said to Weiming: "Hehe, they regard us as gods." It turned out that these villagers had extended their hands to harass the beasts every night. Ten thousand years ago, they didn't know how to use the immortal jade. The situation at that time was even more miserable. The humans here were almost extinct! At this time, an immortal appeared, repelled the monster's attack, and taught them how to use that white momentum to defend. The humans here gradually flourished.

Last night, the beasts fought with them. Although the villagers were vague because of the hazy night, they could understand that it was these people who defeated the beasts. Early in the morning, the nearest villagers who saw this scene rushed to the mountains to "seek immortals". Fortunately, they had not left yet and were finally found. Gu Sheng and Weiming figured out what was going on, and flew into the sky and Jiuyin and reported: "They wanted us to go to their divine platform and see their priests. They had sent people to report to the nearest divine platform priests, saying that they had discovered the gods." Jiuyin was a little hesitant. The monks did not like to have too many contacts with the secular people, but these villagers were still kowtowing below. Gu Sheng suggested: "Master, we should go. We should enter here first than other sects, and we should establish a good relationship with the indigenous people here. Don't go in the future.

If there is any movement in the sect, they can provide us with information. Besides, these mortals are deeply poisoned by the poison of a group of beasts, we should also help them. As cultivators, we must be good." Jiuyin thought for a while and nodded in agreement. Gu Sheng had become the spokesperson of the "group of immortals". He flew down alone, then pressed the old man's head with his hand, and told the old man their wishes, which meant that the villagers were leading the way in front and flying behind - since they were gods, they had to act like a god. The old man's vicissitudes were like a knife-carved face, and he was ecstatic. He quickly stood up, opened his arms and announced the news loudly to the villagers behind. The villagers cheered like thunder, and under the guidance of the old man, he went down the mountain. Bush's people turned around and peeked at them, and saw that the immortals were really flying behind, and finally felt relieved.

Gu Sheng smiled and said to Zhu Wuzhao: "I didn't expect that the feeling of being an immortal was so wonderful!" His lifelong cultivation goal was to become an immortal. After the magical path was over, he devoted himself to the righteous path for the unswerving goal. Gu Sheng had never really thought about what the world would look like after the appearance. The immortal I saw last time was killed by Wuliang Ancestor Wuliang Ancestor Wuliang Ancestor, but Gu Sheng had not had time to deeply feel the charm of the immortal. However, because of that experience, Gu Sheng felt about the immortal in his heart: But Er. Although he was much stronger than him, he was probably not stronger than his Wuliang Ancestor Wuliang Ancestor

What? Wuliang Ancestor Wuliang had that Demon Meteor, he was probably stronger than ordinary immortals. He was very depressed. The things in the Demon Meteor were in his body, but he still couldn't see any movement. If one day the thing awakened, would he be able to not even take the immortals seriously like Wuliang Ancestor Wuliang? Gu Sheng had the first thought: Immortals are also a level of power. If they reach that level, they are immortals everywhere. If they are not in the fairy world, they are not immortals. Just like now, in the eyes of those villagers, they are "immortals".

The villagers had a very slow journey and had not arrived at the divine platform after walking for a long time. However, the huge white building was already visible from afar. This huge divine platform was built by unknown generations of hard work by the villagers of several villages around. Gu Sheng was a little surprised and asked Weiming on the side: "That immortal, according to their description, should have been a monk. Why didn't he teach these people to practice? That would be much more convenient? Even if it was to build such a fairy jade divine platform, it wouldn't be so difficult." Weiming whispered: "Didn't you see that? These people are different from us. Their hairs are long and their skin is very white. I'm afraid they are aliens. The monks may not dare to leak our method out." Weiming was just guessing that Gu Sheng couldn't tell whether this was the case. The two of them were speculating, and they had arrived in front of the divine platform without realizing it.

The priests in the Divine Taichung had already seen these "gods" flying in the sky, and came out to greet them from afar. In this world, for tens of thousands of years, no "immortals" have appeared. The priests were trembling with excitement. The immortals were the first to arrive at their sacred platform. This is undoubtedly the greatest reward for those of the devout believers! The priest with the highest seniority and the most noble status has even had his eyebrows white. All the affairs on weekdays are left to their disciples. Because they are old and tall, they are too lazy to even go out of the room. Today,

The two disciples helped him and walked two miles to welcome the immortal! These two miles were his limit. I received a message from a villager with the fastest legs early this morning, but the priests didn't believe it at all. For tens of thousands of years, the gods had never been here again. If the gods hadn't taught them that the gods built really protected the villagers, I was afraid that the faith here would have collapsed. But three hours ago, the young priests watching on the gods actually found a group of people flying in the sky. The priests were boiling, and the gods were finally back!

The old priest immediately put on the sacrificial headband made of hemp rope and broad leaves, put on the sacrificial ribbon sewn with snake skin on his body, and walked for three hours with the help of two disciples.

Gu Sheng and the others also saw a group of people from afar, neatly arranged in two rows, and an old man stood in front. The old man's clothes were different from those of the villagers, and he looked very strange. Obviously, his health was not good, and he did not fall down with the strange wooden stick in his hand. Zhu Wuzhao was very excited. He had never received such courtesy before: "Ha! Are you here to welcome us?" Jiu Yin ordered the disciples: "Garment and array arrays, and you can't be polite!" The disciples of Wuwei Sword Sect, who were originally scattered, lined up a square array in the air. Jiu Yin and the others were at the front of the nine-character generation. Gu Sheng, who had a low seniority, could only be in the last row, and Weiming was not much better, just in the front row.
Chapter completed!