In the Taishang Cave Heaven, Wu Mingteng rides the clouds and chases the rainbow through the clouds in the dense canopy covered by the building wood, and follows Fan Wei to a pavilion formed by the interweaving branches and leaves.

He glanced at the eight people present, all of whom were young, had profound Taoist skills, and had unique temperaments. They all had monks who had reached the realm of supernatural powers and had walked a long distance.

There are a few familiar people, Cen Qing, Nangong Xian, Huang Jing, Zhang Yuanqing,...

Wu Ming fell from mid-air and greeted him one by one, and the few of them smiled and returned the greetings. However, when he saw Zhang Yuanqing, he was a little surprised and bowed coldly.

Unexpectedly, the young man took the initiative to apologize: "Brother Wizard, what happened before was mine."

Wu Ming was surprised and looked at Zhang Yuanqing. The teenager's face was a little red, hesitant and uncomfortable, and he didn't seem to be able to say these words.

In fact, this is true. When Zhang Yuanqing returned that day, Zhenren Xiao gave advice. Although the young man was embarrassed because of his temperament, he still obediently apologized as the senior sister's instructions.

"It's okay, you can earn a true scripture in one bet, who doesn't want to?"

Wu Ming said with a deliberately smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing blushed and stood there at a loss. He didn't know whether to leave angrily or continue to leave and lick his face to apologize.

"A child living in an ivory tower doesn't have much opinion."

Seeing this, Wu Ming shook his head and was too lazy to pay attention to it. It would be better to say that he prefers to bully such a stubborn little guy. No matter how the old fried dough sticks poked him, they would only hum a few times and let them scold him.

"My brother is naughty, so he offended him."

Suddenly a gentle Taoist came forward to intervene, breaking the deadlock between the two.

Wu Ming glanced at the other party and immediately knew who the person was. Zhang Yuanjing, the first true teaching of the Supreme Master, felt the other party's erratic aura. He thought that this person should be not far from the soul.

But he felt that it was not difficult for him to defeat Zhang Yuanjing.

"It's okay, this matter has compensated me for a true scripture. I'm just teasing Yuan Qingyi-yeon."

The Zhang family is in a big way, and Wu Ming doesn't want to continue to make grudges, so he said casually.

Hearing that, Zhang Yuanqing widened his eyes, was angry, and still "Yuan Qing"? He really regarded himself as an elder, but Zhang Yuanjing stopped him and said to Wu Ming gently: "If junior brother encounters trouble in Taihuang Cave Heaven, you can watch over and help each other."

Wu Ming nodded politely and muttered to himself, "It's not certain who will save whom then."

The few people were not very familiar with each other, so they exchanged greetings and found a place to sit and meditate.

Almost all the true disciples came, except for one person who seemed to have any interest exchanges with the Zhang family, and Zhang Yuanqing replaced the position.

Five of the ten people formed magical powers, and the rest were in the stage of refining the gang, and they basically had their own unique skills, such as Fan Wei's strange destiny methods and Zhang Yuanqing's Dragon and Tiger Dao Picture.

However, there was no elder who came for such an important matter, and Wu Ming felt a little strange.

At this time, Fan Wei came over and laughed: "You must know that the supernatural powers are already the leader of a sect, and the soul is always staring at it. In addition, the true teachings present do not have many trump cards, which is enough to barely save your life in the true soul. There is no need to be afraid too much."

Wu Ming realized that there was a treasure in the Taishang Sect. Just extract a wisp of the disciple's breath and reshape a body with a cultivation level that is not far from the same level.

The realm of magical power is immortal. For the true spirit of the sect, as long as the true spirit is immortal, even if the cultivation level is completely lost and the soul is scattered, it is a category of damage that can be accepted by experience.

As for the means of strangling the true spirit, even the true souls of the Yuanshen are not mastered. Most of the veins tacitly follow the unspoken rules of not strangling the true spirits.

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"Your junior brother, you don't know. In the Taihuang Cave Heaven, the three major domains have sent Lingxu immortals to lead more than a dozen souls to confront each other across the air, maintaining a certain balance."

Fan Wei said without caring.

"The situation is serious."

Wu Ming sighed, just as he was about to give some advice to the world, suddenly the sky roared, the misty scene changed drastically, and many strange starlight flashed, and saw a huge tentacle entrenched in the cave sky crystal wall slowly pierced through the void and penetrated into an unknown place.

Rumbled, a whirlpool opened, and this small world seemed to be directly bordering with reality. The scenery opposite the whirlpool appeared, a large towering Great Wall stood, and the army camps were stationed continuously.

"This is..." Wu Ming said in shock: "Youzhou border?!"

"The star vortex has opened, so enter quickly without delay."

Senior brother Zhang Yuanjing shouted loudly, and took the lead in turning into a ray of light and sank into the vast vortex in the sky. Then several true disciples stepped into the vortex without hesitation.

Wu Ming followed, feeling a strong wind blowing by himself, and he suddenly came to a strange world. The vast grassland on the ground was endless, the sky was dim and mixed with a hint of dark red, and the cold wind blew.

He suddenly turned around, and a huge branch and leaf fell on the dome behind him. The sharp tip point spread in the void, rolling up a whirlpool, and the scenery of the cave in the fairyland was reflected.

But soon, the green branches and leaves of the green sky slowly converged, the vortex shrank to a little, and then disappeared, and the sky returned to its original state.

"The builder is the world tree, and connects all kinds of Dharma realms."

Wu Ming took a deep breath, Laoshan’s blessed land was closed to the country, and it could form its own unity, while Taishang Cave Heaven was even more powerful, standing outside the sky, and unconventional means could be found.

With Jianmu's ability to cross space and cave heaven, it is capable of both offense and defense, and is more deterrent than Apocalypse strike and intercontinental missiles.

Only by disagreeing, one can forcibly break through the outer defense of the fortress, penetrate the weak internal organs, and place the full martial virtues of the Spirit Sword Immortal, which is worthy of the Three Dao Cracks.

"There is still some time left in Taihuang Cave Heaven. Let's go to Youzhou Army to stay for a while."

Zhang Yuanjing greeted.

After saying that, the true masters of the Supreme One nodded, then controlled the rainbow light and fell into a military camp on the edge of the Great Wall.

"You Taishang Taoists can temporarily keep the border vulgar army, and the Youzhou army will shine brightly."

A tall general wearing crimson armor came, full of energy and blood, like a scorching sun, and had reached the realm of Martial Saint. Cooperating with the army and official seal, he could compete with the real person of the Yuanshen.

This person is the commander of the Iron Cavalry of Youzhou, and the rank of the Central Army is 5,000 stones. In the case of the name of the Emperor Han General, he is basically only under a few people in the army.

Wu Ming did not greet the seniors with his senior brothers. He inquired alone and found his former friend Wang Heng.

In a tent, the lights were brightly lit.

The two of them drank Xianqiong, and Wu Ming laughed and said, "Brother Wang is doing well and can get an independent tent in the army."

"Oh, just a Sima from another department with a rank of thousands of stones. Her cultivation is barely as good as a congenital martial artist. How can I compare to you? I have only been a magical immortal in a few years. The world has changed too quickly."

Wang Heng got drunk and said, "My son is going to be sent to Wuyou Ghost Kingdom to build a foundation when he was six years old. This kid's future is more prosperous than me. Now that the war between the two countries is approaching, I will fight to see if I can pave the way for him."

Wu Mingqing listened, silent, the great disaster was about to begin, and another ten years of disaster for the people. A grain of dust in the era, and a mountain fell on the body of an individual.
Chapter completed!