Fantasy: Ten Thousand Times Stronger, I Have Thousands Of Magic Skills

The Wanjing Immortal Realm is crowded with people every day, but today it is particularly quiet.

The little Taoist boy was bored and rocked the recliner behind him, then yawned.

Good Fortune Immortal Sect has been in turmoil recently. Since the day when the mountain protection formation was destroyed, the mysterious strong man has not been caught.

Not only has he not been caught, but the Law Enforcement Hall was also wiped out a few days ago.

The strong men who were responsible for tracking this matter did not find any clues.

For a while, everyone was in danger.

During that eventful time, many peaks directly prohibited their disciples from walking around at will.

The number of people coming to do the mission suddenly decreased.

The little Taoist boy yawned again, changed to a comfortable position and nestled in the chair, and was about to fall asleep.

He only heard him mutter: "Master went to repair the Law Enforcement Peak. Anyway, no one came to do the mission, so I will secretly take a nap."

As soon as the voice fell.

An old man suddenly appeared behind him out of thin air.

He knocked on his little head.

With a thud!

The little Taoist boy grimaced in pain and woke up immediately.

"Master, didn't you go to repair the Law Enforcement Peak? How come you're back so soon?"

The old Taoist priest sat cross-legged and said, "What can we do? It's all melted into magma. Let's discuss where to move another mountain. It's easier than repairing it."

The little Taoist boy widened his eyes and asked, "Master, don't be ridiculous. Melting a towering mountain is too scary. Have you found out the details of this ruthless man who has come to make trouble several times?"

The old Taoist priest sighed and said, "How can he have such a miraculous ability and be in our Immortal Gate attacked everywhere, and he was not discovered. There is only one person. "

The little Taoist boy asked curiously: "Which one? Even the master dare not call him by name?"

"Of course it is the one who competed with the head of the sect for the throne. If you are unlucky and meet him, kneel down and call him uncle master, maybe you can save your life. If it were us, I am afraid we would be killed."

The little Taoist boy said dissatisfiedly: "Master, is this person so powerful? If you are so scared, why don't we just ask the head of the sect to take action?"

The old Taoist priest quickly covered his mouth and scolded: "Watch your mouth, be careful of the disaster."

"Forget it, I will tell you, so that you don't ask around."

"Your uncle master, that is, my little uncle master, went to the mountain at the age of three and began to practice one of the ten great magics. Fifty years later, the sword Great ACCOCOCOMPLISHMENT, one person went down the mountain with one sword and one sword, picked up the magic sect of the 19th, and destroyed more than 100,000 magic religions, blocked the magic sects in the altar of the magic sect for ten years. " The most intense green ant wine in Taiwan, ride Joyous Union Sect's whitening big horses, dances the most sharp sword in the world, and kills the world's worst. He returned to Zongmen angrily, and he was alone, and he launched a challenge to the new head. Ascension was abruptly interrupted by him.

“But the junior master disappeared, and no one knew where he went. ”

"It's just that there are some rumors occasionally that he has appeared in some small sects."

"Now, we all guess that he is back."

The little Taoist boy asked: "Master, what does that great-grandmaster uncle look like? If I accidentally see him, I'll beg for mercy."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and said leisurely: "The little-grandmaster uncle is nine feet tall, standing in the crowd, like a crane among chickens, plus his first-class appearance, and his immortal posture, it's really true that once you see him, you will never forget him."

The little Taoist boy thought about it, nine feet tall, immortal, how can it be like I have seen him somewhere?

The old Taoist was about to add something.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky.

It suddenly fell outside the Wanjing Immortal Realm.

The man had sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a red cloak behind him, fluttering in the wind.

There were four big characters embroidered on it: Yi Bo Yun Tian!

The little Taoist boy shouted happily: "Brother Qin Yu, you are back from Qianjintai!"

The old Taoist looked at Qin Yu and was immediately surprised: "The appearance of an immortal! Am I dazzled?"

After that, he hurried to Qin Yu and looked at him for a while: "Nine feet tall! No difference at all..."

Qin Yu clasped his fists and said: "Senior, you have been staring at me, why?"

The old Taoist shook his head and said: "The bone age is too young, it is unlikely to be him, but this aptitude is too amazing, the sword fanatic has really picked up a treasure, I am afraid he will wake up laughing in his dreams."

Qin Yu smiled and said: "Senior, what you said is confusing, I have a serious business this time, it is for the task of the seventh floor Grotto-Heaven."

The old Taoist brushed his beard and said: "Xiao Qiang has told me about your matter. It is not easy for you to get through the sixth floor in such a short time. Those people in the sect are not as good as you."

"This seventh floor Grotto-Heaven is indeed too difficult. Even Saint Child has no temper and lost face at Qianjintai, so you don't have to take it to heart. I will use my authority to cancel this task for you, and you can take other tasks. "

Qin Yu shook his head.

The old Taoist sighed: "Young man, don't get stuck in a dead end. It's right not to do such a rotten job as going to Qianjintai to argue. I will definitely help you with this favor. "

Qin Yu waved his hand and said: "You misunderstood. I didn't come here because I encountered difficulties in the seventh-level Grotto-Heaven task, but I completed the seventh-level Grotto-Heaven task. I brought back the Wuji Xianjing."

The old Taoist's eyebrows and beard were raised instantly, and he grabbed Qin Yu's shoulder and shouted: "What! You brought back the Wuji Xianjing! A problem that no one could solve for almost ten thousand years was solved by you?"

Qin Yu raised his hand, and the mirror he made himself appeared.

This thing is made of very solid materials, and Qin Yu vomited Immortal Qi, and soaked it in the thunder pool.

In order to prevent this weapon from being too good, Qin Yu did not strengthen it ten thousand times.

Even so, this weapon is still extraordinary.

The old Taoist looked at it again and again, and his eyebrows were full of joy: "It is really a genuine fairy mirror, it just looks like a new one..."

"Come, put it in the big cauldron."

Qin Yu put the Wuji Fairy Mirror into the cauldron.

The big cauldron rumbled, but it did not rise.

The old Taoist frowned and said, "It must be impossible to confirm that this mirror is the Wuji Immortal Mirror. After all, the only elder who has seen this mirror has died nearly 10,000 years ago."

"But you did bring back a fairy mirror. With this Immortal Weapon, you can ascend to the seventh floor of Grotto-Heaven and choose a secret book. The sect will not suffer any loss."

"I will make the decision. You will pass this task first. As for whether the Immortal Weapon is the Wuji Immortal Mirror, wait for the elders of Zhubao Peak to evaluate it."

After that, the old Taoist pointed in the air, and the big tripod Ascension rose up, revealing the entrance to the seventh floor of Grotto-Heaven.

Qin Yu thanked him with a fist and strode in.

The old Taoist priest patted the little Taoist boy's head and said, "Stand here and don't move. Qin Yu and I will go in and take a look. This boy looks too much like that person. I must confirm it." The young Taoist priest took the old Taoist priest's hand and said, "Master, can't you pretend to be confused for a while and don't worry about these trivial matters." "And Senior Brother Qin Yu can't be that person. He even told me how to do the sect mission and where to do it. How could he be my great-uncle?" The old Taoist priest sighed, raised his hand to hold his weapon, and strode into the Wanjing Fairyland.