Chapter 954

"Are they gone?" Xiao Di looks at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao nodded and replied, "well, all of them are gone. Some orcs are easy to deal with."

The flute said, "easy to deal with? Since it is easy to deal with, why do you want to throw my young master into the sky? "

Zhou Hao laughs and replies, "that's cool!"

"Cool?"

Xiao Di was so angry that he would beat Zhou Hao severely and said, "I'm scared to death. You say it's cool! I will not kill you

But before she started, Zhou Hao had already run away.

They chased and chased each other, all the way to the Tianzun pass on the road to prove immortals.

I don't know how long I went or how long it took. In short, I finally arrived at a place that seems to be tianzunguan on Zhengxian ancient road.

"Is this Tianzun pass?"

Zhou Hao looked at a light screen barrier surrounded by a group of monks.

It was a wall of light, golden and shining. It cut the road ahead, endless and endless, with no end in sight. The height was the sky, and there was no way to see how high it was.

A golden wall of light, but it looks like a huge invisible cheese.

Thinking of cheese, Zhou Hao couldn't help swallowing.

The cheese is delicious...

Xiaodi replied to his question and said, "yes, this is tianzunguan, the end of the ancient road of Zhengxian. If you are lucky enough to pass tianzunguan pass and cross the yellow wall, you will arrive at the barren land."

Zhou Hao nods.

Finally, I arrived at the place where all the monks on the ancient road of Zhengxian dreamed of coming.

This place is a place to prove yourself.

Whether you're here to prove your strength, or how many results you have.

At this time, there were a lot of monks coming here. People crowded around the golden wall of zunguan that day.

Most monks already have their own place to rest and practice, and then sit there to practice.

In fact, in such a place where so many people appear, monks can no longer practice meditation.

This is not because the noise of the place disturbed their meditation, but because they did not want to continue to practice.

It's not so much about sitting in a cross, it's more like trying to show off your good skills, and then pretending to be lofty and waiting for others to come and flatter them.

Just like that monk who practices by floating three feet above the ground with cross legs is actually to show off his special practice method. You see, he is surrounded by a group of friars, and then he takes a detached attitude and looks at the monks who come to watch him.

At this time, where he was still practicing, he was clearly flaunting his skills,

there was also an old monk who was practicing cross legged, but he was upside down. He was holding a hard big Bluestone with his head and then standing on his back. This is his unique practice way.

Of course, he also succeeded in gaining the attention of many monks.

In the praise of the monks, the monks who used the strange gesture of practice showed a satisfied smile.

This moment is also the highlight of life.

In this lonely world, getting attention is a luxury and wonderful thing.

It's just that most people are buried in silence.

As the saying goes, the body is dead and the name is still alive.

But when no one knows who he is, isn't the loneliness of hundreds of years just like death?