"No, Patriarch. This water-controlling flag is a low-grade immortal weapon. How can I give it lightly?"
Seeing that the old man in sackcloth was about to give the water control flag to Jiang Xin, Immortal Lord Lu Mei quickly stopped him and said, "If the Patriarch wants to reward merit, those few drops of Xuan Yi Heavy Water are already an extremely valuable treasure. The water control flag is too important. The Patriarch has just escaped from trouble and has not regained his strength, so it is better to stay on the defensive. "
Jiang Xin heard the words of Immortal Lu Mei and quickly declined: "It is the duty of our descendants to help our ancestors get out of trouble. I don't dare to accept this precious treasure!"
The old man in sackcloth said displeasedly: "How can there be any reason to take back what I have given you as a reward? Besides, as a swordsman, I can just kill them with one sword when encountering trouble. This water control flag is useless to me."
Immortal Lu Mei was still waiting for further persuasion, but Immortal Dongliu next to him said: "I sincerely follow the teachings of our ancestors, Jiang Xin, why don't you thank our ancestors for the reward!"
Jiang Xin was slightly stunned, and saw Dongliu Xianzun winking at him from the side, and finally said gratefully: "Disciple thanks the ancestor for the generous gift!"
The old man in sackcloth nodded, looked up at Xishan Changzhou again, and said: "Let all the disciples who have never ascended to immortality return to the sect. The three of you will follow me."
Immortal Lord Lu Mei hesitated when he heard the words, and said: "Ancestor, the origin of heaven and earth here..."
The old man in sackcloth said without looking back: "Huzhou's transformation has been completed. Once we leave, will these disciples be left here to be slaughtered? Let them go back and guard the mountain gate!"
Although Feiliu Sword Sect has occupied the core position of Qianhu Sea Eye from the beginning, after a lot of effort, they only intercepted one-third of the origin of heaven and earth that broke out in Huzhou.
This should also be added to the amount that the old man in sackcloth reshaped his immortal body and Xishan Changzhou took the opportunity to collect.
In addition, there are still a large number of heaven and earth origins scattered throughout Huzhou, but at least one-third of the heaven and earth origins still emerged with the collapse of Qianhu Haiyan, attracting local forces in Huzhou and foreign races from outside the region to compete for it.
The old man in sackcloth and four immortals from the Feiliu Sword Sect came to the west mountain long boat. The Dongliu Immortal Lord said quickly: "Ancestor, this long boat..."
"how?"
The old man in sackcloth saw Dongliu Xianzun's hesitant expression and asked.
Dongliu Immortal Lord bit the bullet and said: "This long boat is the property of a little friend of my disciple..."
"Oh, that's just right. You can borrow it and use it. It saves me the trouble of doing it!"
The old man in sackcloth didn't take it seriously.
Dongliu Xianzun had no choice but to whisper: "That little friend is extremely talented. There was news before that he has condensed the top three flowers..."
"Um?"
The old man in sackcloth suddenly turned around, his eyes full of astonishment, and said: "Da Luo Fairyland? Pu Yuan actually made people condense the three flowers on the top. What is that person's identity? Is Pu Yuan's illegitimate son?"
Having said that, Dongliu and Lu Mei were both silent. The old man in sackcloth pondered for a moment, but then suddenly smiled and said: "In this case, I need to be a little more polite, but I still need to borrow this long boat. Otherwise, how would you and I have the qualifications to participate? Besides..."
The smile on the face of the old man in sackcloth became more and more weird, and he said: "... With Puyuan taking the blame, why should we worry?"
Dongliu was a little surprised, but he couldn't say anything else, but Immortal Lu Mei said: "When the ancestor recovers his previous cultivation, there is no need to be polite to Yang Junshan."
"hehe!"
The old man in sackcloth just let out an inexplicable chuckle when he heard this.
While they were talking, the four immortals of the Feiliu Sword Sect had already arrived outside the long boat. They were able to look at each other with Shangguan and his son through the guarding formation of the long boat on the west mountain.
However, the old man in sackcloth looked slightly solemn at this time, and muttered to himself: "This long boat is quite big. It seems that the owner of this star boat has a big heart, but this is not the case.
It just so happens that relying on this boat, even if I haven't recovered my cultivation, I can still compete with those Da Luo Immortal Lords! "
"Ancestor?" Lu Mei asked with some confusion.
The old man in sackcloth calmed down, turned his gaze away from the long boat on the west mountain, looked at Shangguan and his son through the formation screen, and said, "Can you two open the formation screen and let me take a look inside?"
Shangguan Ruoxian took a step forward, stood on the side of the boat, and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Senior, please come. This boat belongs to the Xishan Yang Family Junshan Immortal. Please forgive me, father and son, for not letting you in."
However, after the old man in sackcloth said something to Shangguan and his son, he looked past Shangguan Ruoxian and looked at Shangguan Lei. He smiled slightly and said, "This little friend, have you met one of my old friends before?"
As soon as the old man in sackcloth finished speaking, Shangguan Ruoxian's expression changed. He suddenly turned back to look at his son, and saw that the dense aura that was originally hovering on Shangguan Lei's shoulder suddenly turned into a stream of light, and came from Shangguan Lei's shoulder. It was pierced between the eyebrows.
"No!"
Shangguan Ruoxian roared angrily and was already approaching his son, ready to knock him out.
However, at this moment, Shangguan Lei's eyes widened, with a hint of purple light flickering. His arms were crossed, but he blocked his father's slap on the back of his head.
"Don't worry, I won't harm your son!"
An unfamiliar voice came from Shangguan Lei's mouth.
"Who are you?"
Shangguan Ruoxian retreated suddenly, putting a distance between himself and Shangguan Lei, but in fact, he blocked the entrance to the core cabin of the Changzhou.
"Shangguan Lei" turned a deaf ear to Shangguan Ruoxian's question, and instead looked at the old man in sackcloth outside the formation.
"Shen Ji, more than ten thousand years have passed, and today I finally met an old friend again!"
The voice of "Shangguan Lei" is full of sorrow and vicissitudes of life.
The old man in sackcloth, also known as Shen Jixianzun in the mouth of "Shangguan Lei", sneered, stared at Shangguan Lei closely, and said: "So, Shen will feel honored even more, Realm! Lord! Your Excellency! Your Excellency!"
At this time, the existence that possessed Shangguan Lei and even directly suppressed Shangguan Lei's own consciousness was surprisingly the Lord of Zhoutian Realm, Puyuan Tianzun.