Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Chapter 620 Master And Apprentice Gather

"My lord, it's a good luck not to disgrace..." Qi Huang's voice trembled a little.

Huo San smiled and patted him on the shoulder, without saying a word, just stood there quietly in the air.

"Master is really here..."

"I'm not dreaming..."

Sun Xiaokong murmured foolishly in a low voice, as if talking in a dream.

Hearing this, Huo San swung his arm and was slapped.

With a crisp sound of "pa", Sun Xiaokong directly made a volley and turned around for three and a half weeks.

"Does it hurt?" Huo San asked kindly in his ear.

"It hurts..." Sun Xiaokong covered his face and turned around slowly, "It's still a little numb, a little hot..."

"Pain is not a dream, you can rest assured now."

"Okay..." Sun Xiaokong responded dully, the Master's love is so direct, like a mudslide, people are caught off guard.

"What, you kid caused trouble again? And let Lao Qi help you get ahead?" Huo San folded his hands on his chest, tilted his head, raised his eyebrows lightly, and there was a little playfulness on his face.

Sun Xiaokong grinned cautiously, for fear of laughing too much and twitching his red and swollen fat face.

"Master, this time it wasn't the disciples' pick, it was their arrogance that wanted to destroy your statue, so I acted..."

"My statue?" Huo San was stunned, and joked with a half-smile, "What statue, does this side of Minor World still have a craftsman who can engrave the face of a master?"

"Hey, it's over there," Sun Xiaokong pointed to the statue of the Flying Tiger Immortal of Tai Xuanzong not far away, "Although the facial features are not depicted, but the figure is really 80% similar to the Master..."

"Hehe, there is indeed a bit of resemblance..." When Huo San looked over, he felt a bit like Fractionated Divinity.

Moreover, not only the slender figure in the upper part, but even the eight-winged flying tiger on the feet looked familiar, as if they had known each other before.

"I see, this is why you didn't run away..."

At this time, a beautiful figure of Celestial Immortals crossed the sky and floated to Huo San and the others.

It was Hu Li.

She smiled sweetly, and continued, "Look at the one stepping on the bottom, does it look like a big meow..."

"It's probably because you two were seen by this side of the Sect when you flew over, so you left such a statue standing here..."

"If you want to put it that way, I seem to remember something..." Huo San groped his chin and whispered, "At the beginning, I took an old dragon from here..."

"At that time, that kid Qingtian led the way..."

Huo San remembered the old dragon in the nearby Black Dragon Pool, who was a deadly enemy of Qingtian.

In the end, Qingtian tricked him into the soup pot by borrowing a knife to kill someone.

However, Qingtian almost put himself in it...

"That's right!" Sun Xiaokong vowed, "The Elder of the Tai Xuan Sect also said so!"

"More than two years ago, there was an expert who used a flying tiger as a mount to go deep into the Black Dragon Pool to kill the evil dragon, and to remove the evil for the people of the Li people. That's why the statue was erected..."

"Let's just say, that must be the Master, I recognized it immediately!"

Sun Xiaokong raised his chin high with a look of air.

"Outsiders are not allowed to touch anything related to the Master, whoever touches the Master will beat him..."

"Yo, you're so interesting, it's considered that I didn't love you for nothing as a teacher, hahaha..." Huo San smiled lightly and rubbed Sun Xiaokong's head, a little doting on him.

Sun Xiaokong applied the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle to half of his face, talking to himself full of resentment.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

...

The sudden appearance of Huo San slightly changed the situation on the field.

Lin Wu hid and watched from a distance, unable to figure out Huo San's strength, so he didn't dare to approach easily.

Beside him was Lin Yaowu who was dying like a puddle of mud. If it wasn't for the support of the clan's spirit treasure, he would probably have passed away.

Many cultivators watching here are also cautiously spying.

However, compared to the young figure that appeared out of thin air in front of them, they were more concerned about the spiritual treasure that fell from the sky before.

"That extraordinary thing wrapped in golden light!"

"To be able to easily shatter the sword light of the blue-patterned sword, at least it must be the first-level Innate Spirit Treasure, and the Supreme Spirit Treasure is not out of the question..."

"Although the owner of the blue-grained sword has not set foot in Supreme, he is definitely a genuine immortal powerhouse. Even the blue-grained sword is an outstanding existence among Innate spiritual treasures. It must be extraordinary to be able to suppress it..."

"Even if you can't reach the level of Supreme Lingbao, I'm afraid it's not far away..."

"If you can get it, even if you get nothing in the Immortal Mansion, it's worth the trip..."

...

Many cultivators have secretly missed the drumstick held in Emperor Qi's hand.

The Divine Armament is forged from the bone of Supreme, the strongest Supreme of the Golden-winged Great Peng clan, and then forged with the fairy fire of the former Phantom Moon Heaven God.

With such a luxurious material and forging method, even the top Supreme Lingbao cannot match it.

Beixuan Tian Yunmeng Supreme's Yunmeng Floating Pearl is even worse.

Moreover, this is only the drumstick part, the more powerful drum body is still lacking in materials, and it has not been fully cast.

Otherwise, once it appears in the world, it will definitely shake the entire Nine Heavens...

Although it was hard to hide the greedy eyes, no one dared to make a move.

After all, no one wants to be used as cannon fodder and let others enjoy the benefits.

Lin Wu didn't dare to do anything either.

The blue-patterned sword in his hand made a low sword cry, which seemed to be the sound of fear after the sword light was defeated.

"The spiritual treasure in the other party's hand is definitely not inferior to the Qingwen sword. I'm afraid I will suffer a big loss if I force it..."

"But if you stop here, it will be difficult to explain when you go back..."

Subconsciously, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Yaowu, who was physically dilapidated. He was crushed and seriously injured by himself, and he would inevitably be punished when he returned to the clan.

It's not that he didn't want to kill the opponent in front of him and snatch the spirit treasure.

In that case, it will definitely make up for the mistakes, and even be a great achievement.

But finally gave up the idea.

That spirit treasure is too mysterious, even if it is really obtained, it may be difficult to take it away from Bei Xuantian.

"Forget it, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood..."

"Let's leave this place of right and wrong first..."

After thinking about it again and again, Lin Wu decided to withdraw temporarily.

He cherishes his life very much, and doesn't want to lose his old life in a foreign land...

But just when Lin Wu was stalking the Shattering Void, trying to escape quietly, he was stopped by a cold voice.

"stop……"

"Did I tell you to go..."

The tone was so cold that Lin Wu felt a chill running down his spine.

The space it was in was also frozen by an unparalleled cold air, and any method of space movement was difficult to use.

"What on earth do you want..." Although there was a beautiful figure in front of him, but Lin Wu didn't care to appreciate it, he felt his soul began to tremble.

"Naturally, I want to save your life..." Hu Li's tone was flat, without any disturbance, as if in front of him was not a high-ranking lord, but an insignificant ant.

"We are members of the Lin family of Zhenwu Tian. If you kill us, you will be in big trouble..." Lin Wu threatened.

But Hu Li chuckled nonchalantly.

"True Martial Heaven Lin family, are you very powerful..."

"If the Lin family is full of people like you, then it's not too late to exterminate the family..."