I have a passive skill.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaoshou panicked, nodded quickly, and watched Ye Xiaotian leave the place with the unconscious people.

Presumably he should have gone to the entrance of the formation to assist Elder Qiao and the others!

"What kind of guy needs to mobilize so many thrones, but still can't take it?" Xu Xiaoshou felt a little palpitated, the strength of this "holy slave" really exploded

"Where are we going?" Mu Zixi looked at her senior brother in confusion. She wanted to go back to the spiritual site, but felt that the spiritual site was not safe anymore.

"Have you recovered from your fever?" Xu Xiaoshou didn't answer, but probed her forehead, and was surprised to find that the girl had really recovered.

"Aren't you kidding, you're burning, it's inexplicably burning."

Mu Zixi pushed his hand away shyly, "What burn?"

"You do not know?"

The little girl looked puzzled.

Xu Xiaoshou was speechless for a while, it seems that this girl really doesn't know?

He thought of Mu Zixi's stare when he solved Ye Xiaotian's predicament at that time, if it weren't for that stare, it would be difficult to reverse the situation.

"Do you have any stories?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.

"What story?" Mu Zixi blinked her big eyes, still at a loss.

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and sighed, and gave up struggling. He really couldn't tell whether the girl was real or just pretending.

"Forget it, let's have a drink together."

Mu Zixi: ""

"I'm underage!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked him up and down, "Hehe, I can tell."

""

"Cursed, passive value, 1."

"Let's go, go to the Lingzang Pavilion to hide for a while, and see if the dead old man is there." Xu Xiaoshou looked at the large formation of the Linggong Palace that was gradually flickering in the sky, and couldn't help feeling worried.

"I hope nothing serious will happen!"

Tiansang Linggong stands on the top of the mountain range, which is the most beautiful place in the county. The gate faces east, breathing out the purple energy of the world and nourishing the energy of the Linggong Palace.

This mountain is surrounded by fairy mist, and spirit cranes are flying around. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed like a fairy garden.

For ordinary people, a spiritual master is a fairy god who has attained the Tao.

But at this time, under the mountain range at the gate of the spiritual palace, there were a group of mourning immortals lying all over the place.

Law enforcement officers!

In the midst of mourning, an old man with a hunched back slowly walked up.

He looked like an ordinary old man who often went in and out of the mountains and forests, carrying a shoulder pole and a small iron ax pinned to his waist.

If there is something lacking, it may be that there are two loads of firewood missing from the front and back of the shoulder pole!

However, when the people lying on the ground saw him passing by, they all moved their bodies out of the way in fear. Looking at this kind-faced old man, it was as if they had seen the most terrifying nightmare.

The old man had a friendly smile on his face. The mountain road was rugged but he walked like flying. He used a pole to pull a man in black who was about to try to climb up again into the ground, and then he smiled heartily.

"You little brats are pretty good. You can have such a cultivation level at a young age. The future is promising!"

"I think back then, when the old man was your age, he didn't know anything."

"Copying an ax, I go up and down the mountain to cut firewood every day, and work hard to make a living. Alas, think about it now"

With a nostalgic expression on his face, his tone was condensed, and he said: "I really miss the days when I didn't have to fight and kill!"

A man in black with a face swollen like a pig's head hurriedly crawled away from his advancing route, but because he crawled too slowly, he was directly lifted into the sky by the pole.

boom!

The figure fell to the ground, and dust rose everywhere.

Everyone's heart trembled, and they couldn't help but look at themselves. All of them were either fat and big ears, or bloated

All thanks to that shoulder pole!

The old man stopped in his tracks. He had already reached the top of the mountain, and there were five people standing in front of him.

Xiao Qixiu, Housewarming, Jiang Bianyan, and two gray-haired spiritual palace elders.

Five Thrones!

"Haha, what a pity, what a pity"

Facing the awe-inspiring five people, the old man laughed out loud. He casually placed the shoulder pole on the ground, but even the formation of the Spirit Palace was shaken.

"What a pity?"

Housewarming Zhi's face was solemn, the deterrent that this old guy gave people was really terrifying.

He finally understood why Xiao Qixiu wanted to call someone. I'm afraid that if the five of them team up, they may not be his opponent!

"It's a pity for those two people"

The old man pointed at the two gray-haired elders, and said, "You two young lads, why did they have their hair prematurely? It's not a pity, what else is there to be pity about?"

Everyone is dumbfounded, young man?

To actually call the two elders young men, they must be old men who have lived for hundreds of years, this old man

Did he say that on purpose, or is he really qualified to be called a young man compared to his age?

The two elders instantly became angry. It was the first time they had seen such an arrogant person. They really thought that they could do whatever they wanted when they were old and their hair was still black?

"Don't make a move!"

Xiao Qixiu stopped them in time, turned his head to look at Jiang Bianyan, "Does Master Jiang know this old man?"

Jiang Bianyan has been identifying Jiang Bianyan for a long time, but still can't see the way.

Originally, as the sub-Hall Master of the Holy God Hall, his contacts and experience are extensive, not to mention that he can know all the thrones in the whole continent, but more than half of them are still ok.

But he had no impression of the person in front of him.

"I don't know, I basically know all the thrones in the past hundred years, but this person"

"Haha, nearly a hundred years?"

The old man's laughter interrupted Jiang Bianyan's words, and continued: "The old man may have been living in seclusion in the mountains for more than a hundred years. Do you know what happened a hundred years ago?"

He was carrying a shoulder pole with an expectant look on his face, as if he cared a lot about whether any of his juniors would still recognize his reputation.

The five of them were shocked at the same time.

"More than a hundred years?"

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Chapter 200 Come, come, come and play chess!

They looked at each other a few times, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Spiritualists are not real immortals. Even if they have realized the Tao, entered the throne, and their life limit has been improved, there are very few people who can live longer than [-] years.

The limit of cultivation within such a lifespan is the "Tao Realm" of the throne.

The five people here are almost all of this level, the throne of the Dao realm, and what they compete for is the strength of the Dao they have realized, and whether they are proficient or not.

Like the two elders, the way they have realized is so-so, and they can't master it. It is very likely that they will be like this for the rest of their lives.

But above the "Tao Realm", it is completely different.

Perceiving the depth of the Dao, successfully cutting it, and stepping into the throne of the "Slashing Dao Realm", not only can the cultivation base be raised a lot, but the upper limit of life can be increased by nearly ten times.

The old man in front of him dared to call the two elders and young men directly, could he be the throne of Dao Slashing Realm?

Jiang Bianyan looked at the old man's shoulder pole, then at the small ax on his waist, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

He seemed to have an answer, and asked with difficulty: "Senior, is your surname Cen?"

They were clearly opposing camps, but they unconsciously used the honorific title. One can imagine how shocked Jiang Bianyan was at this time.

The old man's eyes lit up instantly: "You actually know this old man?"

The other four were dumbfounded, they turned their heads to look at Jiang Bianyan, not knowing why.

"Who is he?"

Jiang Bianyan took a deep breath, as if to calm down the shock in his heart.

"Tzenchov!"

The old man nodded approvingly, but did not deny it.

The four of them could only stand in a daze, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.

"But Tzenchov from the legend of the woodcutter and the axe?"

Qiao Qianzhi unconsciously glanced at the small ax on the old man's waist. Although he was asking a question, he already had the answer in his heart.

Sure enough, when he saw Jiang Bianyan nodding, his heart was agitated.

There are many strong people in the world of spiritual masters, but there are very few who are truly legendary and can be remembered by the world.

The woodcutter and the axe, is one of them.

It is rumored that Cenchov was an ordinary person who spent his whole life going back and forth between the mountains and forests to earn a living. His daily task was to cut firewood and carry water. It has been like this for hundreds of years.

At the age when he was supposed to end his life and go to bed, this old man suddenly became enlightened, and he became the throne overnight. Afterwards, he used an iron ax and a pole to strike a world, shocking the world.

In the words of a spiritual master, this person spent his whole life realizing the way of the world of mortals, and as soon as he practiced, he reached the peak.

There are not many real geniuses in the world, the Eighth Sword Immortal counts as one, and the way of entering the Tao of the old man in front of him is absolutely unique!

After learning the identity of the old man, all four of them felt helpless in their eyes.

This is impossible to fight!

The legend of this person was famous hundreds of years ago.

This person is just like a hardcore character, let alone five people, I am afraid that if the number of people present is doubled, it is estimated that this old bone will not be able to knock it down.

"Didn't senior Cen live in seclusion in the mountains again? Why did he appear at the gate of this spiritual palace?" Jiang Bianyan asked.

"Haha." Cenchov laughed loudly, "The old man has indeed retired to the mountains and forests, but he can't stand up to the tricks of the young people nowadays. He cheated and deceived me, and put me on a thief's boat."

"So it was the masked man who invited you out of the mountain?"

"good."

Jiang Bianyan fell into silence, he suddenly understood why Ye Xiaotian didn't even want to show any expression when he saw that he brought two young people.

In the previous letter of appeal for help, he thought it would be a great deal of face to come by himself.

Never thought that the enemy of the Spirit Palace this time would be so powerful.

This is no longer a slap in the face, it's a proper slap in the face!

Not to mention a single river geese, ten river geese are not sure they just passed this old man!

"Senior has really become a holy slave?" He still asked a little bit unwillingly.

"Little guy, don't try me anymore. After you get back alive, bring this information to the Holy Spirit Hall as soon as possible. If you have to, I will visit your headquarters."

Cenchov looked kind, but his words were astonishing.

The faces of the five people all turned dark, this is simply bad news!

Unknowingly, the "Holy Slave" has grown so huge that even people like Cenchov can invite them out of the mountains to fight for them?

Boom!

The old man stopped joking with them, and shook the pole to the ground again, causing the spirit palace to sparkle with waves.

"To be honest, this old man seldom kills, so let's play a game"

"what game?"

The five of them felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and felt their hairs explode. At this moment, their vigilance was raised to the highest level, and they never let go of the slightest disturbance around them.

If Cenchov wanted to make a move, he was afraid that with one blow, half of the people here would be disabled.