Chapter 507： chat

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Hongyue, stay safe and sound!" The blue-shirted old man held a simple knife in his arms, and glanced at the red-robed old man expressionlessly. Between his words, the majestic aura in the valley seemed to be infected with a bit of bitterness. The edge of the blade is faintly accompanied by the sound of humming.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, no, so it's you, Fellow Daoist Xiao!" The red-robed old man who closed his eyes and meditated concentratedly, seemed not to have heard Xiao Wucheng's words, nor had he noticed that an outsider had come here. He remained motionless until about ten breaths later. After a few minutes, his eyelids moved slightly and slowly opened, looking at Xiao Wucheng who was several zhang away, he spoke just now. It's just that a trace of tiredness flashed in Venerable Hongyue's eyes, and his tone was not as forceful as before.

"You're so boring, no wonder Xuanshan and Xifeng don't like you so much. It's rare to be confused if you want to be happy, it's rare to be confused. Having said that, you still have to learn from the old man!" Xiao Wucheng put Pu Pu away. Dao, the cold aura that was specially imitated by the deity on his body, disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Wucheng took a few steps forward, and then sat down, with a faintly strange smile on his face, squinting his eyes slightly, sizing up the fellow Taoist Hongyue in front of him.

Xiao Wucheng, who was still on the edge of the Heixuan Sea, was seven or eight hundred thousand miles away from the coast of Nanzhou, and after several hours, he had already appeared in the inland of Nanzhou. No wonder he said to Zhang Shiping before, Xiao Wucheng The world is really too small, and monks like them can't use their hands and feet.

For monks like them who can teleport, the length of the ordinary journey is meaningless. That's the turbulent space, the barbaric domain full of cracks, and some extremely strange and weird places, so that they dare not teleport unscrupulously, and can only escape honestly.

Of course, on the Canggu Ocean, the mist that wandered anywhere without warning, and those ancient beasts that have lived for tens of thousands of years or even survived from the ancient times, are also one of the few things that make the cultivators of Huashen fear.

"Why did Fellow Daoist Xiao let you out? You should be locked up!" Venerable Hongyue said with a frown, perhaps a little annoyed by Xiao Wucheng's stare, he stretched out his hand and pushed Xiao Wucheng's old face aside.

"I have two bodies and the same soul as him. If the old man really wanted to leave, how could he be trapped? The old man stayed by his side just because he wanted to have a helper when he was impulsive and caused trouble." Xiao Wucheng Pushing away the hands on the red face, he said in a nonchalant tone.

"Old man, let's take what you said is true." Venerable Hongyue said helplessly.

Venerable Hongyue looked at the yellow hair bag hanging on Xiao Wucheng's waist. This Xumi bag was larger than ordinary storage bags. It was two thousand years ago when the Nanfa Temple was opened, the two of them broke into a In a new realm, obtained under the rosette of a stone statue with a big smile.

It's just that after the two of them separated, Venerable Hongyue didn't know what happened to his Fellow Daoist Xiao. At that time, he was still the venerable Dharma protector of the White Horse Temple in Ximo, and he confronted Kutuo, Du Nan, and Xuan Bei directly, not knowing why. He only knew that he broke up with the four of them in the end, that Xiao Wucheng hid in the depths of the ice sea in the northern border, and then separated into the person in front of him through the method of exchanging yuan and turning soul.

Of these two Xiao Wucheng, one was indifferent and the other had a weird temper, but Venerable Hongyue was not surprised by this. And he was able to recognize the two of them at a glance, obviously he was very familiar with them.

"Let's take it as real, so it's possible that it's fake?" Xiao Wucheng's half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said loudly.

"Okay, okay, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and you are still the same. Tell me, what is the purpose of coming to see the old man today? If you have nothing serious and just want to have fun, then you should go to Xuanshan and Xifeng Let's go." Venerable Hongyue said helplessly, trying to find an excuse to send him away.

"You old **** who is full of lies, Xuanshan Xifeng and the others have left more than a hundred years ago, pretend I don't know?" Xiao Wu made a point at Venerable Hongyue's nose and scolded.

Even though the lie was exposed, Venerable Hongyue didn't even lift his eyelids, let alone the slightest bit of embarrassment, as if it wasn't him who said those words just now. But his acting like this made Xiao Wucheng almost jump up.

"According to what I know about Fellow Daoist Xiao, he probably wouldn't say these things to you. And according to your temperament, you might come to Nanzhou frizzy as soon as you get away. How did you know this? "Red Moon Venerable, the old **** is here, said with confidence.

Now in the small world, apart from the unknowable eastern land, the southern state, western desert, and northern border where they are located are separated from each other by a long and boundless barbaric territory. Although it is difficult even for Nascent Soul monks to cross, the magic circles that can be teleported over long distances that have survived from ancient times can still be used, but those teleportation tokens need to be made by monks who transform themselves. Therefore, in the states, there are not many spreads.

But in fact, as long as the physical body is strong enough and the mana is strong enough to resist the tearing during the teleportation, then the monk does not need the teleportation token. Usually, as long as a monk can advance to the Nascent Soul stage, he may use the teleportation circle to travel back and forth between states.

Whether it is just one person or several people, the high-grade spirit stones required to activate the teleportation circle will not be reduced in the slightest. Therefore, every time a teleportation is performed, there are usually a few familiar Nascent Soul cultivators together. In this way, they can share some high-grade spirit stones with each other and take care of each other. After all, it wasn't some trivial matter that allowed them to travel across state borders.

But in the eyes of the cultivator of Huashen, the three states are still connected together. At their level, top-grade spirit stones are just something that can be easily obtained.

Things in the world are so ridiculous, some people no longer need it, but those who need it don't.

Cultivator Yunyun has been busy all her life for nothing more than a few spirit stones and a few pills, and even nine deaths still do not regret it!

The Sanzhou human race and the Huashen venerables of several other races, there are only a few people in total, and they know each other more or less. Xiao Wucheng and Hongyue had already met each other when they were still in the late Yuanying period, they could be regarded as old friends. Therefore, Venerable Hongyue knew the character of Xiao Wu's original master very well.

"Oh, I told you that it's rare to be confused, it's rare to be confused! Anyway, it's okay to tell you, the old man met a rather interesting young man before he came, and he told me about it. Besides, even Golden Core cultivators can't help it." If you know the news, the old man will be able to find out if you inquire casually." Xiao Wucheng looked at Venerable Hongyue and said indifferently.