No wonder the old man in black robe looked gloomy.

In fact, this person had just received a summons from a friend in Dongtian not long ago and wanted to deal with this Immortal Lord of Rain.

I just didn't expect that I would meet Ning Fan here on Mu Dao. If the venue was not really suitable, the old man in black robe would almost want to capture Ning Fan on the spot and give it to his friend.

No, we can’t take action against Ning Fan!

Ning Fan broke through the wooden pine with his weird footwork and roared. Although the old man in black robe was afraid, what really made the old man in black robe afraid was Xiang Jiezi beside Ning Fan.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, this person seems to be a quasi-sage like Senior Mu Song. Since he came with Ning Fan, there must be a big relationship between the two. We can't take action against Ning Fan in front of this person...

"It's bitter, it's bitter. I'm really unlucky. I finally met Ning Fan, and he was accompanied by a quasi-sage. He couldn't make a move, he couldn't make a move..."

After the black-robed old man's eyes flickered for a few times, the gloomy look in his eyes slightly diminished, but he made up his mind not to attack Ning Fan on Mujima.

On the other side, Ning Fan used the Dong Yao Ancestor's Wei Zi Jue to break Taoist Mu Song's roar, which directly caused the cultivators in the temple to look at each other in shock.

In the ancient temple, gasps of air could be heard from time to time, and even Taoist Mu Song, who was performing the Buddha's Roar, fell silent for a short time.

It took a long time before another voice came out, but it was from Ning Fan's behavior of breaking his Buddha's roar, instead of being angry, he was happy.

"Hmph, he is a very brave little guy who dares to destroy my Buddhist message in my realm. Xiang Wei, how long ago was the last time you brought someone to see me? I can't remember. The last time, little guy,

It seems that his name is Sen Luo, and he dared to cut down my Four Emperors Podocarpus in front of me. The person you brought this time is not bad, is he your new disciple?"

Although there was still some harsh tone in his words, he did not hide his appreciation for Ning Fan, nor did he mean to dislike Ning Fan's identity as an ancient demon. The temperament of Taoist Mu Song was really weird and moody.

Unfathomable.

"Sen Luo..." Hearing Mu Song mention Sen Luo, Xiang Jiezi's face darkened, and he felt a bit bitter. It seemed that because of Mu Song's words, he thought of many past events, and even more of the sadness of Sen Luo's death in battle.

However, after a slight pause, he finally replied with a smile. "My name is Ning Fan. He is not my disciple. If I insist on saying so, he is an old friend of mine."

"Oh? I have been closed for many years and don't know anything about the outside world. I have never heard that you, a lonely young friend, have made such a friend. That's all. This kid dares to break my Buddhist message. Even if he is an ancient demon, he is qualified to fight with me.

As soon as we see you, come in."

Hearing this, Xiang Jianzi was not polite and immediately led Ning Fan into the ancient temple.

In the ancient temple, more than ten monks and Taoist disciples were standing in two rows to welcome the arrival of Xiang Jiezi and the others.

Ning Fan glanced at these monks lightly. Among the monks here, there were only three who had the cultivation level of the Eternal Immortal.

Among the three people, only one has reached the first level of cultivation in all eternity, and the other two are just newly promoted immortals.

Ning Fan's eyes fell on the immortal immortal who had been destroyed forever. He was an old man in black robes. He was the same person who had a gloomy expression on him before. He had a short and fat figure. He had a mustache on his face and a pair of small green bean eyes.

Every turn seems to be calculating something.

Before entering the ancient temple, Ning Fan had noticed that the black-robed old man in the temple showed some hostility toward him.

He didn't care that this man showed hostility towards him. What made him care was the slight sense of oppression brought to him by the old man in black robe.

Although this black-robed old man only has the cultivation level of an eternal calamity, he should not be underestimated. In terms of cultivation alone, he is probably stronger than the True Blood Three-Star himself, and he belongs to the kind of powerful one-calamity immortal.

Ning Fan has a clearer understanding of his own strength. Although his Blood Tribulation cultivation is comparable to the Immortal Lord of One Tribulation, he is definitely not a strong one in one Tribulation and can only be considered average at best.

Swish, swish, swish!

In the ancient temple, a breeze suddenly blew through, causing a towering ancient pine tree in the center of the ancient temple to sway, scattering countless emerald-green pine needles, falling to the ground, and turning into dots of blue light. In the blue light, slowly,

An old man in blue robe walked out with a bald head and closed eyes.

This old man's cultivation is restrained and does not reveal anything. However, his every move is in line with the Tao, and his whole body reveals a sense of perfection that makes it almost impossible to find too many flaws.

As soon as he appeared, there was a loud ringing of bells, which resounded in the ears of everyone here, buzzing continuously.

This person is none other than the master of Mu Dao, Cang Emperor’s master, Taoist Mu Song!

"Welcome Master to come out of seclusion!"

"Congratulations to Senior Mu for coming out of seclusion!"

The disciples present immediately saluted Mu Song respectfully. The old man in black robe, who was a foreigner, also saluted respectfully and did not dare to neglect.

There were only two people who did not salute Mu Song. One was Xiang Manzi, who was a close friend of Mu Song, and the other was Ning Fan.

Without saying a word, Taoist Mu Song took action against Ning Fan. If Ning Fan's methods were not so outrageous, Mu Song would have transformed into an ancient demon.

In this way, even if Mu Song's cultivation level is astonishing, Ning Fan still has no respect for Mu Song. This courtesy is not good enough.

"This kid..." Xiang Jianzi smiled bitterly, thinking that Ning Fan was really a stubborn little guy. He dared not refuse to be polite to a strong man like Mu Song.

Such behavior is really like that of Sen Luo back then. He had three disciples in his life, one was the Emperor Shen Kong, the other was the Emperor Void, and the other was Sen Luo. All three of them were taken by him.

When they came to see Mu Song, only Sen Luo dared to challenge Mu Song on the border of Mu Island. Only Sen Luo was admired by Mu Song the most.

This Mu Song has a weird personality. He dislikes people who follow the rules the most in his life, but he likes people like Sen Luo who are arrogant and domineering.

Of course, this arrogance must have a prerequisite, that is, there must be capital to be arrogant. Without sufficient strength to support it, Mu Song will not look at this person in the eyes.

Sure enough, when he saw that Ning Fan did not salute him, Taoist Mu Song was not angry but happy. The man he admired must have a bloody spirit and a sharp spirit. Those who maintain their integrity can be smooth, but those who pioneer must be strong and iron-blooded!

A stubborn person like Ning Fan is what he likes the most.

"Is it Ning Fan? I didn't expect that such a person would appear in the years when I was closed to the world."

Taoist Mu Song has been in seclusion for many years and is indifferent to the affairs of the outside world. He does not know that Sen Luo is dead, nor does he know that the Immortal Lord of Rain has appeared in the east sky.

He faced Ning Fan and seemed to be sizing him up, but he never opened his eyes, which was a bit strange.

Xiang Chanzi didn't open his eyes because he was blind. Mu Song deliberately didn't open them for some reason.

Being examined by Mu Song with his eyes closed, Ning Fan actually had a strange feeling.

Taoist Mu Song obviously did not open his eyes, but it gave him the feeling that he had opened his eyes. However, he clearly had his eyes open, but when he saw Mu Song, he had the illusion that he had never opened his eyes.

The weirdest thing is that the moment he was stared at by Mu Song, it seemed as if everything in the world except Mu Song himself had turned into an illusion. Even first-order quasi-saint beings like Xiang Jiezi had become an illusion, between heaven and earth.

, only Mu Song is real...

Ning Fan didn't understand how Mu Song could have such a strange look, but he was even more convinced that Mu Song's cultivation was unfathomable.

"Xiang Wei, what are your requests for bringing me here? But it doesn't matter. If it's something I can do and it doesn't violate my principles, I will help you!"

This time, Mu Song's tone was no longer the same as before, but rather more polite.

Xiang Jianzi shook his head helplessly, knowing that Mu Song was so easy to talk to because he found Ning Fan pleasing to his eye.

At that moment, he didn't talk nonsense, but directly told Mu Song about obtaining the Sky Stone.

"You are here because you heard that I have the Open Sky Stone in my hand and want to ask for it?" A strange look suddenly appeared on Mu Song's face.

All the disciples of Mu Song looked at the old man in black robe.

"Yes, with your cultivation level, there is no big use in keeping that low-grade Sky Opening Stone. It's better to make an exchange with me. I have a few pills here, and use them to exchange for your Open Sky Stone. I think it's enough.

Qualified."

After saying that, he waved slightly to Jianzi, and a red-gold pill bottle appeared in his hand. With a flick of his finger, the pill bottle flew towards Taoist Mu Song.

Mu Song took the elixir bottle, swept it away with his spiritual thoughts, and was quite moved. However, he laughed out loud in an instant, pushed the elixir bottle, and gave it back to Xiang Jiezi.

"It's a pity that although this elixir is good, I don't have any extra Sky Opening Stone to exchange with you. The Open Sky Stone you want has been given to others by me."

"Giving it away?" Xiang Jianzi was slightly surprised, a little surprised.

"When I was young, I owed a favor to a certain sect. Now, the descendants of that sect came to my door and made three requests to me. I have agreed to them all. Among them is the Sky Opening Stone.

It has been given to this person."

"Brother Mu, can you tell me who the Sky Opening Stone was given to?" Xiang Jiezi asked.

"This person is far away in the sky, but right in front of you."

As soon as Mu Song finished speaking, the old man in black robe secretly cursed his bad luck, walked out of the queue, clasped his fists respectfully toward Xiuzi, and said, "Junior Wu Laoba is the one who was awarded the Open Sky Stone. I have seen senior..."

"Oh? Do you know me?" Xiang Jiezi said slightly surprised.

"I didn't know each other at first, but before my master passed away, I mentioned to my juniors that I am a senior. There are only a handful of quasi-sages in Dongtian. I think that my senior is Mr. Xiang Xiangzi, as my master calls him." Wu Laoba said respectfully, saying

The mustache on his face is a bit vulgar.

"Your Majesty is..."

"Ancestor of Black Luck."

"Well, you are the disciple of the Black Luck Ancestor, the current leader of the Black Luck Sect?" Xiang Jianzi looked at Wu Laoba with a strange look.

After a slight silence, he asked again, "How long has it been since you got the Open Sky Stone?"

"It's been more than a month... Hehe, I wonder if the senior still needs this stone. If so, the junior is willing to give this stone to me."

Wu Laoba looked extremely respectful on his face, but he was secretly sneering in his heart, thinking that Senior Xiang Jiezi would definitely not dare to take his Sky Opening Stone.

Sure enough, when he heard that Wu Laoba had owned the Sky Opening Stone for more than a month, Xiang Jiezi suddenly felt helpless. After a long while, he sighed and said to Ning Fan,

"Hey, it seems that you can't get the Open Sky Stone. If Mu Song gives the Open Sky Stone to someone else, I can exchange it with something. It may not be impossible to get the Open Sky Stone, but if it gets to this person,

"Sir, even if this person gives away the Open Sky Stone, I dare not accept it. This matter will be very detrimental to you... Let's let this matter go."

Ning Fan was confused and didn't know what kind of riddle Xiang Jianzi was playing.

Since Taoist Mu Song gave the Open Sky Stone to Wu Laoba, and Wu Laoba was willing to give it away, why did Xiang Jiezi dare not ask for it...

"Since the senior doesn't want the junior's Sky Opening Stone, the junior will keep it for his own use. It's bitter, it's bitter. The junior is not good at refining weapons, and I don't know if I can refine a good magic weapon with this stone."

As if he had anticipated Xiang Ganzi's reaction, Wu Laoba pretended to complain on his face, but he smiled proudly in his heart. He did not dare to go against Xiang Ganzi. After all, the other party was a quasi-sage. If the other party took a fancy to his things

, he was willing to give it away. But he was sure that the other party would not dare to take it!

He is the current head of the Black Luck Sect and the direct disciple of the Black Luck ancestor. He possesses the secret skills of Black Luck and has already reached the peak of his cultivation.

Even a quasi-sage would not dare to touch the things he has touched!

He has walked a path that even a quasi-sage would not dare to walk casually!

All of this is related to his luck. He, the descendant of the Black Luck Sect, cultivates black luck. In this world, the better the luck, the better the luck. The worse the luck, the worse the luck.

A person who has cultivated the Black Luck Demonic Skill to the pinnacle is the unluckiest person in the world. Not only is he unlucky himself, but he can also pass on his bad luck to others. If you have more contact with such people, no matter how high your cultivation level is,
To be continued...