Fantasy: It’s just a diary. Senior sister, why are you blushing?

Above Si Wuya, a calm and relaxed old man slowly fell, and in front of him, there was only an illusory figure.

After hearing the old man's words, the illusory figure let out a long sigh, and finally, he could only say helplessly:

"Senior Brother Dry Mountain, I also have no choice, now, I can only find you!"

Senior Brother Dry Mountain!

This name may be a little unfamiliar, and if it is an old ghost of dry mountain, it will definitely be remembered.

Once in the Luoshen Origin Bronze Immortal Temple, Zhou Xuan and Si Wuya's young ancestor Yang Qingfeng fought against each other, which could be called unstoppable.

Then, just when Zhou Xuan was about to understand Yang Qingfeng in one fell swoop, it was the old ghost of the dry mountain who forcibly tore the space shelter of the bronze immortal hall, and finally cast his magic body to block Zhou Xuan.

If Wu Ding hadn't arrived, not only would Zhou Xuan not be able to kill Yang Qingfeng, but on the contrary, he would probably become the one who had disappeared from the Dao Fall.

It's a pity that the old ghost of Dry Mountain is very strong, one of the three giants of Si Wuya, but Wu Ding is even stronger.

In a word, the apprentice is placed here, if you want to kill, you will kill.

In the last three words, he directly let Wu Ding leave angrily.

Moreover, more importantly, at Wu Ding's request, he could not make a move on Zhou Xuan before he stepped into the Void Breaking Realm.

Of course, let him sit down, then Wu Ding still has nothing to say.

After all, the great road fights, strong life and weak death, Wu Ding can give a certain protection, but let Zhou Xuan live under Wu Ding's protection all the time, that is completely detrimental to Zhou Xuan's cultivation.

Just imagine, one of the three giants of Si Wuya, who has a decisive role in the nine heavens and ten lands, and has the absolute right to speak, was actually sent away by the peak of the Jiuyang Sect in three words, and this spread out is estimated to make the old ghost of the dry mountain unable to raise his head for a lifetime.

Of course, there is another exception, that is, those who are also standing at the same height as the old ghost of the dry mountain, after knowing that the person he is facing is Wu Ding, and not a simple single peak master.

Perhaps, their mood is like the old ghosts of the dry mountain, and they can only swallow this dumb loss abruptly.

No way, that person is Wu Ding, Wu Ding that you can't provoke!

"Jiudao, it's rare to hear you call a dry mountain senior brother!"

"In the past, when you look at old age, you have to look at it with your nostrils!"

The old ghost of the dry mountain bent a little, a cup of fragrant tea fell into his hand, carefully tasting the tea in his hand, the old ghost of the dry mountain said indifferently.

Hearing this, the shadow solidified a lot.

The figure condensed, and it was clear that it was also a twilight old man!

Even ordinary breathing ups and downs will give people the feeling that he will sit down in the next second.

And the breath on his body was already so weak that people could not detect it, this was not the feeling of Qingyuan and Ghost Crow hiding his figure and breath from heaven and earth.

However, being able to come to the old ghost of the dry mountain, his consumption has reached an unimaginable point.

Another point was that before he came to find the old ghost of Dry Mountain, he had already suffered extremely serious damage.

At this time, Jiudao's expression was solemn, and in the face of the mockery of the old ghost of Dry Mountain, Jiudao did not care in the slightest.

At this time, he can be said to be a real person under the eaves and had to bow his head.

After pondering for a long time, Jiudao said a little embarrassed:

"Senior Brother Dry Mountain said and laughed, before, Jiudao was young, and I hope Senior Brother will not be strange!"

After speaking, Jiudao waved his hands, two old men of comparable age, and at this moment, one of them actually saluted the other junior.

And after seeing this scene, the dry old face of the old ghost of the dry mountain finally showed a smile.

Nine Dao, this name may be very unfamiliar among the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, but if it is placed in Si Wuye four thousand years ago, his reputation is enough to suppress everything.

Including the three giants of Siwuye.

Jiudao and the dry mountain master went out of the same door, and almost at the same time they worshiped under the seat of a master.

Although they were the same age, there was a world of difference in cultivation talent between the two, and Dry Mountain was stunning as soon as he entered the mountain gate, and at that time he was rated as the person with the strongest cultivation talent in the thousand years of Si Wuya.

There is no one, but after that, a guy called Jiudao rose strongly, and on top of the century-old competition of Endless Thought, one move, just one move, directly defeated the dry mountain that no one could press.

In that battle, the heart of the dry mountain road was damaged, and the nine ways were fierce!

Overnight, the nine paths were held on the altar of endless thought!

Moreover, the ancestor of Si Wuye predicted that the Nine Dao would be the person who was most likely to attack the Emperor Realm in Si Wu End's ten thousand years.

However, just when everyone was holding absolute hopes for Jiudao, he suddenly defected out of Siwu.

Then there was no news for almost 4,000 years.

No one expected it, not even Dry Mountain, that Jiudao would come back in such a way.

"Say it!"

After watching the junior brother who had suppressed him everywhere bow his head towards him, the expression on the face of the old ghost of Dry Mountain finally eased a little.

"This is my apprentice, Xiao Quan!"

The words of the old ghost of the dry mountain had just fallen, and the nine paths were a little in the air, and a void array appeared in front of him!

And in the Void Array, a black coffin was clearly visible.

With a flick of the nine sleeves, the coffin was lifted, and according to the fiasco, it was not even a corpse, but a body of meat mud appeared in the eyes of the two.

After seeing the huge cold corpse, the eyes of the old ghost of Dry Mountain narrowed slightly, and he immediately smiled and did not smile, and he said indifferently:

"Junior brother was so amazing back then, how can this apprentice be such a nest!"

This point really gave the old ghost of Dry Mountain enough confidence.

He also had an apprentice, called Yang Qingfeng, although Yang Qingfeng died at the hands of Zhou Xuan.

However, Yang Qingfeng already enjoyed a lot of fame whether it was in Si Wuye or in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, and even, he became the youngest ancestor of Si Wuya.

Compared with Yang Qingfeng now, Xiao Quan is really a heaven and an underground, and it is simply not the same level.

Of course, there is a common point, that is, whether it is the apprentice of the junior disciple or his own apprentice, it has now become an extremely cold body.

And what was even worse was that Xiao Quan still had some flesh residues, Yang Qingfeng couldn't help but be strangled into meat mud by Zhou Xuan, and even, even the divine soul was wiped out by Zhou Xuan.

Although the old ghost of Dry Mountain spoke in a proud tone and did not put himself in his eyes at all, Jiudao still looked respectful.

After all, if he wants to restore his physical body in the future, re-shake the heavens, and pursue the ultimate avenue, he still has to rely on Xiao Quan.

And now, whether Xiao Quan can be resurrected again depends on his senior brother Dry Mountain Old Ghost!

Therefore, without waiting for the old ghost of the dry mountain to speak, Jiudao took the initiative to tell Xiao Quan's story.

And listening, the old ghost of Dry Mountain heard an extremely familiar name - Zhou Xuan!

Xiao Quan's death actually had a share of that guy's credit!