Profound Moon Grotto I don't know how many years have passed since I discarded old things here. The vast valley is almost filled with items discarded by monks. The air is lifeless and the turbid air is rising.
The Li Fire Divine Furnace in Yan Kuan's palm bloomed with divine brilliance, and the terrifying Li Fire spurted out and swept across the entire valley. In the endless firelight, most of the debris was turned into fly ash, and a strange light floated out and fell into Yan Kuan's hand.
This is a piece of Broken Jade that is as big as half a palm. It is obviously incomplete. Holding it in my hand, I immediately felt an ancient and desolate atmosphere, giving people a strange feeling.
"Li Fire Sect and Profound Moon Grotto are solved, and then there are Azure Cloud Gate and the like. I can't sweep away the filth in this world, but since we have encountered it, I will destroy them all!"
Yan Kuan put away Broken Jade, and then drove Li Fire Divine Furnace to fly to the other sect in this oasis, Azure Cloud Gate.
Azure Cloud Gate Hundreds of miles away, in an oasis with a radius of more than ten miles, there is an ancient stone village. Looking out from Shizhai, at the end of the horizon, there is a lonely mountain, thousands of meters high.
The place where this high mountain is located has no soil and no vegetation. It is completely a Stone Mountain. The huge Stone Mountain, with its bright purple color, gives people an extremely calm feeling.
Outside the ancient stone village, the sound of people shouting and neighing broke the long-lost peaceful life, and the people in the village were panicked.
"Big Beard Chen is here, bringing with him dozens of people. Hide quickly, young and old, all young and old are holding their weapons."
"The bandit who killed a thousand swords knows how to bully the people. Why don't he go to those sects to plunder and bully the weak and fear the strong?"
"Many of them are from those sects, and they all have big forces behind them, and they work together in collusion."
Many young and middle-aged people in the stone village organized the old and young to hide, and then rushed to the village gate with sharp knives. Many knights had appeared outside the village gate.
The mounts of these people are not ordinary horses. They are all with shiny scales, tall and tall, and very large. They are Dragonscale Steed, with a body like a horse, covered with Qing Lin, and can travel four to five thousand miles a day. They are the favorite of Northern Domain rogue bandits.
The young and middle-aged people in the village are very tough. When they see the bandits coming, they are not afraid and are ready to fight. Some old people looked sad and solemn. Outside the stone village, the dust was rising into the sky. Dozens of horsemen and horses arrived in the blink of an eye, shouting and neighing, and bursting with murderous intent.
These people were all riding on Dragonscale Steed, their green scales flashing, and they were ferocious and ferocious, and each of them smelled of blood. It was obvious that this was a group of thugs who had killed many people and were much more brutal than ordinary bandits.
Sitting on the leader Dragonscale Steed was a bearded man of about forty years old. His curly beard and hair were fluffy, like a lion's sideburns, and he looked very ferocious.
"People in the stone village, get out!"
"You dare to wait for us with a knife, you are really tired of living."
Someone among this group of bandits shouted, seeing the people in Shizhai holding knives, they all looked evil.
An old man stood out from the crowd, stood in the stone village and shouted to the outside, "My lords, calm down, Northern Domain men don't carry swords, we have always been like this."
As he spoke, he opened a cloth bag, and suddenly the light flashed, attracting the eyes of all the desperadoes Divine Capital.
"Sir, this is the source of our Shizhai preparations."
"The quality of these sources is amazing Past. Old man Zhang, you are quite capable."
The bearded bandit came forward with dozens of bandits, their eyes full of greed. The source in the bag weighs about two kilograms, and it is colorful, full of spiritual energy, and flowing clouds.
The bearded gangster took the source on the ground into his hand, weighed it for a moment, and then showed a sneer, "Old man Zhang, the quality of the source is good, but the quantity is not enough. Five kilograms, this time we want five kilograms of source, and you can't even get half of it."
"Five pounds! Isn't it two pounds?"
Old Man Zhang immediately changed his face when he heard what these bandits said, and the young people behind him were also in an uproar. Five kilograms of sources, even if you sell the entire Shizhai, you won't be able to get so many sources.
"What are you guys arguing about?"
The bearded man held a horse whip and nodded on Fifth Lord Zhang's head, "Old Zhang, I have long heard that you, an old man, have extraordinary eyesight and some abilities. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance.
I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a few days' grace. But please bring out some girls in your village. I heard that the idiot's sister in your village is pretty good. Bring her out to me... Hahahaha..."
The bearded bandits laughed, and a group of bandits were also laughing, and then they were ready to overturn the protection in front of the stone village and rush into the village.
Just when this group of bandits was about to forcefully break into the stronghold, a large roar suddenly fell from the sky. The dense stone spears pinned all the bandits to the ground, but Dragonscale Steed next to them was not injured at all.
A tall figure descended from the sky, with a face like a crown of jade, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying an extraordinary temperament, looking at these bandits with eyes full of disgust.
"Who are you? Do you know the origins of Dao Selfs? We have the heritage of a large sect."
The bearded bandit was lying on the ground with a sullen expression. He had been crawling among the dead all year round, and his intuition was very keen. He knew that today was a bad day, and he intended to use the forces behind him to intimidate the young monk who suddenly appeared.
"Azure Cloud Gate? I just destroyed it."
The young man's voice was cold, and he casually took out a Broken Jade from this man's body. Then he nodded to the people in the stone village, and then flew towards the bright purple mountain on the horizon.
"Old man Zhang, you guys, quickly open the stone village and take us in for treatment... What are you going to do... ah..."
When the bearded bandit saw the young man leaving, he threatened everyone in the stone village and wanted to get treatment. However, what greeted him was a sharp knife.
Northern Domain has a strong folk custom. These villagers are already brave, but they just didn't have the strength to destroy them before. Now it was known from the young man's mouth that they had even wiped out the backstage, so how could they let these bloody guys go.
"Nine Dragons Arching a Pearl, this natural formation is indeed very mysterious."
Above the huge Purple Mountain, Yan Kuan was hovering and flying. Comparing the two incomplete pieces of purple jade in his hands, he could see more extraordinary features.
"Azure Cloud Gate is gone, and only Setting Sun Gate and Seven Stars Pavilion are left. Each of them has good names, but why don't they do anything about personnel?"
Yan Kuan put away the two pieces of Imperial Jade that were floating with auspicious glow, and then flew towards the other oasis.
On the land of Northern Domain, many people's lives are as difficult as those of Purple Mountain Stone Fortress. They are exploited and oppressed by bandits and local sects, and are even often exterminated by powerful people.
Yan Kuan alone can't deal with all the gangsters, but as for the few bullshit gangsters around Purple Mountain, since he encountered them and wiped them out easily, they were an eyesore. As for the bandits around him, he doesn't need to take action one by one, he can just train some people.
In the early morning of the next day, in the center of Shizhai outside Purple Mountain, Old Man Zhang, who represented Shizhai in speaking to the bandits yesterday, was bowing to the mountain in the morning glow.
"Phew!"
Suddenly, a ray of light descended into the stone village, and a Dao Body shadow appeared next to Old Man Zhang.
"Old man. This can't be done."
Yan Kuan called softly, and the old man who had heard the movement turned around. When he saw it was him, he quickly called out to his benefactor and prepared to bow down. He quickly stepped forward to support Old Man Zhang.
"My benefactor came here, but for that Purple Mountain."
Old Man Zhang was supported by Yan Kuan, and he gave up after being unable to bow to him several times. Then he pointed to the mountains in the distance, and sighed with persuasion, "I know that my benefactor is an immortal master, but this Purple Mountain is an ominous place.
My ancestors once said that in the entire Northern Domain, no one can mess with it. "
"Your ancestor was."
Although Yan Kuan knew the ancestor of Fifth Lord Zhang, he still pretended to be curious, mainly to prevent the old man from thinking too much.
"I'm not afraid of my father-in-law's jokes. My ancestor was also named Northern Domain, and he was the last generation of Source Celestial Master. Unfortunately, the inheritance of Origin Arts was lost later, and when it was passed down to me, only a little bit of it was left."
Fifth Lord Zhang sighed and recounted, "Relying on this skill passed down from my ancestors, I am considered a famous source seeker within a thousand miles. If it were not for the constant harassment by rogue bandits, the village could barely survive."
"The old man's ancestor is actually Source Celestial Master."
Yan Kuan curiously asked about more things, and Fifth Lord Zhang told them everything. Except for some things about Purple Mountain and Source Celestial Tome, the rest basically came out. In this process, the relationship between Yan Kuan and Fifth Lord Zhang has also become much closer.
"Fifth Lord Zhang, you said this stone mill was left behind by your Source Celestial Master Ancestor."
Yan Kuan was walking in the small courtyard supporting Fifth Lord Zhang. When he came to a stone mill, he suddenly stopped, with Golden Light flashing in his eyes.
Fifth Lord Zhang's heart moved after hearing his words. Looking at Yan Kuan's performance, he seemed to have thought of something and recalled something, "My benefactor discovered something."
"This is Origin Stone, Origin Stone who was transformed into a stone tool, or Divine Source. Your ancestor is truly extraordinary, old man."
Yan Kuan's eyes sparkled, and he picked up the stone mill and looked at it carefully. He felt the Origin Arts Array Pattern criss-crossing on the stone mill, which seemed to be made from nature. After a moment, he said to Fifth Lord Zhang, "Fifth Lord Zhang, can you help me collect all the stone tools in the village."
Fifth Lord Zhang nodded repeatedly, "If I can help my benefactor, I will do my best. However, the details of the things left by our ancestors... have not been calculated, and it will take some time."
Fifth Lord Zhang's fingers were trembling a little. His ancestor was a strange person, the last generation Source Celestial Master. There is something in the stone tools that this ancestor left for future generations. If you use your brain a little bit, you can imagine that the things here must be extraordinary.
He then walked outside the courtyard, found two young men and gave them orders. The whole village started to move, and ancient stone tools were dug out one by one and gathered in the yard of Fifth Lord Zhang's house.
In a short time, in the small courtyard of Fifth Lord Zhang's house, various stones were piled up into a hill, most of which were foundation stones. Zhang Wu knew that Yan Kuan was not a mortal, so he naturally treated him with caution, for fear of missing something.
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