After Mo Zun was born, every day was an asura field

One month is really not too long for Gu Lianyi and the others.

Compared with the past three years, one month can be said to be very short... However, it seems to be more difficult.

Liu Wuxu watched with satisfaction the three brothers who had regained their strength and left, staring at the backs of the few people leaving, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

Junior Brother Chang Yuan and these apprentices really cared about him.

All Xuanqingzong saw all kinds of events in the past three years, and the three of them worked hard to receive various sect tasks, some of which were extremely dangerous and required untold hardships to complete, but they were not afraid of hardships. After taking over the task, there are many scenes of narrow escapes.

Although several people have successfully passed one by one, and their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, but what they have experienced, how can they be easily summed up...

This is also the reason why Liu Wuxu felt uncomfortable because he couldn't bear to watch it.

Although he didn't know why Junior Brother Zhang Yuan didn't contact them while he was looking for spiritual materials for his disciples to make natal magic tools, but seeing the three of them like this, Liu Wuxu couldn't bear it after all, so he spoke to comfort him.

However, what he just said is not false.

The senior brother who is the head of the sect retreated two years ago, and was supposed to take over the position of acting head, but because he left the sect and did not return, the matter was put on hold for the time being.

As long as Bailiyan returns to the sect, he will take over the position of acting head.

Even though he would not be asked to do anything, but Xuanqingzong is the head of the immortal sect, these proper etiquettes still need to be fully prepared.

In addition, he had to live on the bright side, so Liu Wuxu concluded that Bailiyan would come back before the fairy gate meeting started.

Thinking about it in his heart, after thinking for a while, Liu Wuxu raised his hands and pinched out a few secret formulas. The faint spiritual power gradually condensed and drew out light and shadows. Seeing this, he quickly closed his eyes and turned his mind slightly.

After a while, when Liu Wuxu opened his eyes again, the lights and shadows drawn by the previous spiritual power quickly merged into one, and passed on what he was about to say.

And the final destination of the secret technique is his junior brother Chang Yuan who has been away from the sect for three years.

Sensing that the spiritual power was gradually dissipating, Liu Wuxu looked towards the direction where it finally disappeared.

Junior brother Chang Yuan.

Time to come back.

However, since he left Xuanqingzong three years ago, Bailiyan was indeed running around in the first place to find spiritual treasures and spiritual materials for his disciples to refine the natal magic weapon.

Gu Lianyi's natal magic weapon, the Jiyu Sword, needs to be made of Wannian Xuantie, but the location of the Xuantie has long been known to him, so Bailiyan easily found it, and other precious materials are also in the When he was looking for spiritual materials for Wen Huai and Bian Ze, he found them together.

However, it took half a year for Bailiyan to find everything.

The rest is the process of refining the natal magic weapon.

However, it didn't take him two years to refine the natal magic weapon. It only took him a year and a half to find materials and refine the magic weapon. Instead of returning to Xuanqingzong, he went to the extreme north to open up a cave and began to retreat.

During the period, Bailiyan also received letters from Liu Wuxu several times, but he just glanced at them and then dismissed them. Among them was Liu Wuxu's recent situation with his apprentices. Bailiyan scanned them briefly and replied. There were only a few replies about Zongmen affairs.

It seemed that he didn't care about the three of them.

In fact, Bailiyan was not worried about them, but himself.

Now Bailiyan is fully compatible with this body, but there is still a gap between the soul and the body itself. Although he has been promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it is still far from his spiritual consciousness.

That's why Bailiyan found an extremely cold place to retreat, and at the same time separated a ray of consciousness to observe the outside world. When Liu Wuxu sent the letter, Bailiyan made a breakthrough.

The coercion of Yuan Ying's later stage covered the snow-capped mountains that stretched for tens of thousands of miles.

The entire northern land is under the shroud of his divine consciousness.

Suddenly, there was a purple thunder flashing in the sky, and the billowing dark clouds covered the top, and the thick thunder that contained the power of destroying the dead flashed at this moment, and slowly condensed into black and purple vortexes.

A sign of the coming thunder catastrophe.

Bailiyan woke up from meditation, and his spiritual consciousness swept across the thousands of miles of snowfields, taking in all the thunder calamity. He was also included in the sea of ​​consciousness, and there was a group of people walking towards the entrance of the land of the extreme north.

"It will be the entrance to the extreme north soon." The man at the front was dressed in brocade clothes, with a purple gold and jade crown and hair tied up.

Behind him are dozens of cultivators in different costumes, all of whom are above Jindan in terms of aura.

Hearing the man's voice, a cultivator who seemed to be the highest among the crowd directly behind him answered, "The thousand-year-old Xuanbing is here..."

Just as he was speaking, the cultivator's expression was slightly condensed, and he suddenly looked towards the sky, his face changed drastically, "No, there is an expert here to pass the tribulation!"

On the top of the dome, the thick black and purple thunder exudes terrifying pressure, and the flickering cold light covers the entire northern land. The entrance here happens to divide the northern land into two different situations.

"My lord, I'm afraid we won't be able to get the thousand-year-old black ice this time." Just looking at the sky, the cultivator felt chills in his heart, which showed how strong the thunder's pressure was.

Now that he is a great power in the Nascent Soul Stage, to be able to make him feel the threat of Thunder Tribulation, it has to be...

The Thunder Tribulation of Crossing the Transformation God Stage!

The cultivator was shocked, and looked up to the sky again in disbelief, confirming this guess more and more.

But he didn't hear the news that there is a great power in the late Yuanying period in the Xianmen family who is about to pass the catastrophe... The head of Xuanqingzong is in retreat, and it happens to be a shock to the gods, but it is impossible for the other party to appear here , then who is going through the tribulation here...

"No!" the man said sharply, "You must get the Millennium Xuanbing Book."

"But……"

"Old Mu, since Mr. Lezheng wants the Millennium Xuanbing, he has come all the way, so he can't just return empty-handed." Suddenly, another person spoke.

It was Le Zhengling and his party who came to the extreme north to fetch the thousand-year-old black ice.

The man fell behind, many people followed suit, and the cultivator called Mu Lao paused.

Le Zhengling turned aside Mu Lao, knowing that this place belonged to him with the highest cultivation level, seeing him hesitate, he slowed down and continued: "I'll just bypass that place, I will definitely get the Millennium Xuanbing before the Fairy Gate Conference. .”

All immortal sects and aristocratic families will participate in the Immortal Sect Conference, and it is imperative to compete with people from other aristocratic families. This time it is imperative to make the Lezheng Aristocratic Family the head of the aristocratic family.

Coming to fetch the Millennium Xuanbing was Le Zhengling's preparation for the Immortal Gate Conference.

He possesses the spirit of water, so he can just use this thousand-year-old black ice to temper his natal magic weapon and make it a higher level.

Knowing that he couldn't hold him back, Mu Lao was startled, then he could only nod his head.

So a group of people marched mightily to the extreme north.

at the same time.

Bailiyan turned his eyes slightly, his lips fluttered, "Millennium Xuanbing..."

After a while, Bailiyan stood up, completely ignoring the condensed thunderbolt on the zenith, while his clothes were shaking, his figure was false and real, and finally disappeared in place.

Millennium Xuanbing, he wants it.

Just took it back to play with his apprentices.

Bailiyan doesn't have any concept of first come, first served, and has always believed in the idea that the strong are respected.Furthermore, the thousand-year-old Xuanbing at this time is still unowned, and whoever gets it belongs to him.