All of you here are the elites of Middle-earth, with endless potential. No matter where you go, you can be regarded as geniuses.
But now some people call everyone "stupid", and they don't put these wizards in their eyes.
There was a burst of irritation in everyone's hearts, and they looked towards the place where the sound came from with their faces unkind. However, I saw a majestic man with some scum on his face, bright eyes and extraordinary heroism, stepping up from the stone steps of the mountain.
This man has a strong aura and gives people a terrible feeling.
The scene was very quiet, no one spoke, all staring blankly at the man coming step by step.
Every step he fell, it was like beating a giant drum. Although silent, it resounded in the souls of everyone.
This is a "potential" that is irresistible!
As long as you fall into this situation, you will be affected, and there will even be great danger.
"Who is this person? There is such a method!" Many people were shocked, looking at this burly man with a lifeless domineering and devilish spirit.
"This person's cultivation level is not low, he is not a true blood cultivator!" Nangong Huan put one hand on the table, the blue veins on the back of the hand were prominent, and the aura in the body became agitated violently under the opponent's step by step. Out of control.
The same is true for other people, the energy in the body is agitated, and there is a faint tendency to go crazy.
Being able to take advantage of the momentum so easily, and bring everyone into the inextricable person in the momentum so easily, the cultivation base is absolutely extraordinary, and the mastery of this momentum has reached a fairly proficient realm.
Everyone didn't understand why such a strong man would attack people like them
An Qingzhu was also very puzzled. All he invited were strong people in the real blood of Middle-earth. Who is this person in front of him? Moreover, in this person, although what he felt was the strength of the cave, there was a breath that made him unspeakable, that kind of aura was stronger than the master of the cave.
"Isn't it a strong cavernous realm? But his cultivation is obviously only in the cavernous realm!"
An Qingzhu was puzzled, under that situation, she was immediately affected, but after all, she had the strength of the cave and secluded realm, and under the operation of the technique, she quickly got rid of it.
As the man walked up the mountain plateau and stepped towards the six-level strange box in the middle, the force of that kind of force became more and more fierce, like a powerful force bursting out and sweeping everyone.
The two waitresses behind An Qingzhu couldn't bear this kind of situation at all, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and fainted to the ground. The others were also flushed with blood, and they were very uncomfortable.
Zheng! clank! Zheng Zheng Zheng!
Suddenly, a series of piano sounds abruptly, like countless mountains and rocks falling from the roaring rivers and lakes, lying in the middle of the river, blocking the imposing river!
An Qing's bamboo jade waved his hand lightly, and the sound of the piano echoed on the top of the mountain, vigorously like a rainbow, swirling on the strings.
The man's footsteps halted, and the momentum that affected everyone's body suddenly dissipated and became invisible.
"This fellow Taoist, in Xia An Qingzhu, I don't know how to call your Excellency?" Cong Cong Yu finger pressed the strings, ready to go.
"Dao is not me!"
With his hands on his back and a smirk on his face, the man walked forward slowly.
"I'm hosting a banquet here, inviting Middle-earth real-blood masters to discuss the Dao and solve my problems. Your Excellency is the strongest in the cave. You come here uninvited, and you even make wounds. Why is this?"
An Qingzhu suddenly felt a magical aura on the other party, and her heart trembled. There is a kind of monk in the world who deviates from the normal way, finds another way, enters the devil with his heart, and walks back to the great path, which is called by the world as a demon cultivator!
Such a person has a mad mind, a madness, and is content with blood and killing, sinking into darkness and death!
They have no normal thoughts and ideas, and no one can guess what they will do next!
"Don't you need someone to help you open this box?" Dao Feiwu showed a wicked smile, with a stubborn expression on his face, which was very strange, making people feel chills when looking at it.
"Do you know who can open this box?" Although An Qingzhu felt a little strange, he did not let go of precautions. After all, the other party was a magic repair, and could not believe a word.
"I can open this box."
Dao Fei Wu looked at An Qingzhu's beautiful face and said with a smile. But the smile on his face was not a bad intention, but a confusing meaning, meaning any possibility.
"This wooden box can only be opened by a true blood cultivator. Your cultivation is in the cave, it is impossible to open it!" An Qingzhu faced the magic repair, his whole body tense.
This wooden box can only be opened in the True Blood Realm, and no matter how powerful it is in the Cave You Realm or the Divine Palace Realm, it can't be opened. This demon cultivator actually said that he could open it, which was completely playing with her.
"You do not believe?"
Dao Feiwu walked to the table in the middle step by step, stretched out his thick right hand, and wanted to press it down.
Zheng!
Just as his palm was about to press on the wooden box, An Qingzhu plucked the strings and released a sharp force that passed him.
"Friends of Taoism, you can't touch this box!" An Qingzhu coldly said with a cold voice.
Dao Feiwu raised his eyelids and looked at her. The corners of his mouth were slightly Yang, and he smiled and said, "You don't believe me?"
"You are a magic repair, what can I believe in?"
"The magic cultivator is the most frank. When he speaks and does things, he always thinks in his heart. They don’t think the same thing as these people do, and they say the same thing. Although they speak nicely, they are not sincere, and the magic cultivator sometimes speaks. Doing things is too extreme, but that is our true thoughts."
Dao Feiwu bent over, hanging his right hand above the wooden box, looking at An Qingzhu with magic eyes, as if waiting for her decision.
An Qingzhu knows that Daofiwu's strength is above her. If Daofiwu wants to do anything, there is no need to discuss anything with them. If the other party really wants to take the wooden box, she can't stop it at all.
Daofiwu saw An Qingzhu not speaking, and said with a smile: "I am quite familiar with this box. You can open it with a light touch. Would you dare to let me give it a try?"
With provocative words and indifferent expression, Daofiwu showed evil eyes.
"Daofeiwu, you should know that I am not the only master in the cave here. If you dare to play any tricks, you will never get out of the wild of shepherd clouds!" An Qingzhu moved his hands from the strings, indicating that the other party can do it. Touch the wooden box.
Dao Feiwu laughed, looked at a half-old man standing not far from An Qingzhu, and said, "There is another master of the Divine Realm, but you think he can stop me. That's too small. Look at me."
The half-old man was taken aback. He was indeed in the Divine Palace Realm, and it was okay to be seen by the monks in the Cave Secluded Realm. But the other party actually knows that he is a shrine, which is a bit unbelievable!
An Qingzhu's expression is also a little unnatural. She has been walking and wandering outside these years, relying on the power of the palace realm to take care of her. The divine realm is divided into high and low strength by divine weight, which is not obvious, as long as the monk does not sacrifice the divine palace, even the high realm monk, it is not easy to see how much weight the other party has cultivated.
But this is not Wu, it seems that it is just a monk in the cave, and he can see through the old man's details at a glance, which is really amazing.
Many monks who participated in the event were so shocked that they could see through other people's shrines, even their heads could not do it, but the demon cultivation in front of him could do it so easily! Could it be that the demon cultivator has such a weird ability
Dao Feiwu didn't pay much attention to it. He dropped his right hand and brushed it lightly on the wooden box, with a look of recollection on his face.
The people around were watching this scene very strangely. The heroes of Middle-earth sitting here were suppressed by him before, and their hearts were already very upset. Now seeing him look like this, I feel even more hateful for Demon Cultivation.
Everyone held their breath and watched quietly, wondering what method this magic repair would use to open this wooden box that everyone was helpless!
An Qingzhu's complexion was very calm, but her heart was already stormy. She hopes that Daofiwu can open the wooden box, but also hopes that Daofiwu can't open it, and she is very entangled.
And the old man not far away has already concentrated on it and may make a move at any time. This is magic cultivation, with uncertain disposition, difficult to figure out, and we must take precautions.
But when Dao Fei my thumb moved, it was buckled in the gap of the box lid, and only a very slight noise was heard. At this moment, the wooden box that many people could not open was gently opened!
"This..." The Middle-earth monks sitting in a circle were all stunned, completely unexpected that this magic repair could open the wooden box.
"How could it be so easy?"
Dao Feiwu didn't pick up the wooden box, nor did he use any powerful means. He just flipped it gently and opened the wooden box. It seems that the wooden box was originally closed gently, and there is no other weird place.
"He is not a true blood cultivator, why can he open it?" An Qingzhu felt a little confused in his mind, and was not as calm as before, muttered, "Doesn't this wooden box necessarily need true blood? No, no? , He must have some special method!"
The old man was also very strange, looking at Daofiwu with complicated eyes.
Dao Feiwu didn't care about the strange eyes around him, but closed the six-level strange box again, swept it out with a wave of his hand, and flew in front of An Qingzhu.
An Qingzhu took it in her hand and opened the wooden box. Inside, there was a bamboo stick with tadpole-sized characters engraved on it, densely packed, covering both sides of the bamboo stick.
And under that bamboo stick, there is a wooden box whose shape and surface texture are the same as the wooden box on the outside, except that it is slightly smaller.
"Friends, please sit down!" An Qingzhu motioned to the nearest place next to him, and asked Dao to sit down, "I didn't expect that fellow Daoists could easily open this wooden box with such mysterious means! I heard from fellow daoists that the name of this box is the Six Realm Wonder Box, which is quite familiar to it. Can fellow daoists tell us the reason for it?"
"You only need to know that this box is called the Six Realm Wonder Box. As for why I am so familiar with it, you don't need to know." Dao Feiwu took his seat and picked up the jug filled with jelly, and didn't pour it. Put it into the cup and drink directly at the spout, completely without demeanor.
An Qingzhu knew that Moxiu was unique. Although he was curious, he couldn't force it. He put away the six-level strange box, and said to Dao Fei: "The Taoist friend opened this box for me, and An Qingzhu will follow what he said before. , I will pay for it. But what I promised before was to record a page of the heavenly book about the real blood realm cross-xiangdong cave, but this page of the heavenly book is already dispensable for the Taoists, I don’t know. What other requirements do you have? As long as it is not excessive, An Qingzhu will certainly satisfy you."
Daofiwu laughed and said: "The girl does not have to take it to heart, open the six-level strange box, for me, it is effortless and no reward. If the girl wants, I can help the girl open all the next few boxes. This will prevent the girl from running around in the future."
An Qingzhu's body was shocked and she was shocked. She didn't know the secret of this wooden box, but it was almost the same as what she knew. And from the looks of it, she seems to know more about wooden boxes than someone who owns them!
He shifted his gaze and looked at the old man next to him, with a look of consulting.
The old man frowned, looked at Dao Feiwu's magical face, and finally shook his head at An Qingzhu. Moxiu's disposition is uncertain and untrustworthy.
"These six-level strange boxes are the chance of my life, and they are also rough. If fellow Taoists open all the wooden boxes behind this, wouldn't it clear all my ups and downs? The ups and downs coexist with chances, ups and downs. If it's all done, where is the opportunity?" An Qingzhu rebuffed the other party's kindness.
"Haha, you cultivators are so troublesome. Looking forward and backward, some things can be done overnight, but you have to set up your own obstacles and tie your hands and feet." Daofi's words are sarcasm, unceremoniously. , "I don't bother to care about what you want. I came here this time, originally looking for two people, but it seems that those two people did not participate in this grand event!"
An Qingzhu asked, "Who should the Taoists look for?"
She invited many talents from Middle-earth to this grand event, as long as they are the people who are above the blood flame and the ultimate blood flame breakthrough, she has invited them. Only this time, only seven or eight out of ten people came to the meeting, and they did not arrive at all.
"It's these two people!"
Daofei raised my hand and two scrolls flew out and hung in the air.
The scroll unfolded, revealing the two people painted on it, a man and a woman. The man is of medium build, his face is handsome, and his eyebrows are proud; the woman has a long jade body, dressed in a military uniform, and a heroic posture, especially her beautiful face, which is unforgettable at first glance.
"This..." After seeing the people in these two paintings, everyone in the room was shocked, "Isn't this the girl Di Jing and Ye Ziyin?"
Quite a few people looked at Dao Feiwu strangely, what did this demon cultivator do looking for Di Jing and Ye Ziyin
"Di Jing? Ye Ziyin?" Dao Feiwu touched his chin, sneered at the corner of his mouth, "So these two people are called by this name!"
"Friends of Daoist are looking for these two people, but don't you know their names?" An Qingzhu asked strangely, this demon cultivation is profound, it seems that they have a grudge with Di Jing.
"These two people stole something very important to me, I will find them to get it back!" Dao Feiwu's sullen voice, contrary to the boldness before.