"Rebellion, rebellion, you all have rebelled."
As a middle-level golden immortal, Ji Xiaolou was still very scared.
But Peng Wenkao sneered, "You monks from the lower world are great if you have more people.
In my eyes, you are not much better than those mortals.
Purple Cangxing is really a place rich in rebels.
Well, in this case, you will all die."
After Peng Wenkao finished speaking, his whole body vibrated and he shouted loudly, "Incarnate into ten thousand" In the blink of an eye, a large number of Peng Wenkao appeared in the sky.
These were not shadows or illusions.
Each one of them was a real Peng Wenkao, and each one had the same combat effectiveness.
"Now you still want to rely on more to win?"
Peng Wenkao at the front laughed loudly, then waved his hand and said coldly, "Kill them all, leaving no one behind."
But at this moment of life and death, an old man stood on the top of the mountain.
His eyes were dim and he was wearing a dirty apron.
"Wen Kao, how many times have I said, don't go down to the world casually, am I farting now?"
The old man's voice was light, not loud at all, but it seemed to be in everyone's ears.
Ye Kong looked down and was surprised to find that the old man turned out to be Mr.
Hong who sells wontons in Wanjiacheng.
Wanjiacheng's wontons are very famous and many people have eaten them, so everyone was surprised.
They didn't know when this old man would arrive, and they didn't know.
I don’t know who he is Peng Wenkao frowned and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
The old man Wonton's body swayed, and his true appearance was revealed.
He actually looked like a middle-aged gentle scholar, with a big face and big ears, five strands of black beard, and slanted black eyebrows.
He looked calm and intimidating.
Seeing this man, the arrogant Peng Wenkao was so frightened that he hurriedly put away his avatar, stepped down from the air with big steps, stood in front of him, clasped his fists and bowed, and said respectfully, "My nephew has met Uncle Hong.
In recent years, my father often mentioned it, please ask Hong Bo."
When you have time, I’ll go to Xiling Star to sit there.”
Unexpectedly, this person's real name is Hong Bo.
Hong Bo snorted coldly, "Sit down, the fourth child probably wishes I was dead."
Peng Wenkao said in panic, "No, no, not only my father, but also my second uncle, third uncle, fifth uncle, and sixth uncle all want to see my uncle."
"Okay" Uncle Hong waved his hand to interrupt Peng Wenkao and said, "Let me say it again, anyone who goes down to the lower realm without my permission will be killed by me, especially Zicangxing.
Haven't you done enough things in Zicangxing?"
Peng Wenkao looked very afraid of Uncle Hong and quickly saluted, "I'll leave now."
"Hurry up and kill the more than 100,000 innocent people in our Surabaya city.
How can we let him escape easily?"
Cao Guang blocked Peng Wenkao angrily and said to Hong Bo, "Senior, this person is our life and death enemy.
We must not Let it go” Many of the younger brothers also shouted, "We must never let him go."
Peng Wenkao said angrily, "A, you really want to die?"
"Wen Kao" Uncle Hong stopped Peng Wen Kao and smiled at Cao Guang, "It doesn't matter, there is still help."
Everyone was surprised.
The people in the city were dying.
Even the immortals could not save them.
What could Uncle Hong do?
I saw Uncle Hong walking to the edge of the top platform, looking at the city of Surabaya buried in the ice and snow at his feet, and uttered four words "turn back time" In the blink of an eye, a vast expanse of white ice and snow immediately gathered above Sishui City.
Then, the frost, snow and rain slowly turned into a thick layer of snow, which quickly became thinner.
Ye Kong looked at all this in surprise.
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In the direction of Surabaya City, it was like pressing the reverse button on a dv.
Everything just happened was reproduced, but it was played backwards.
Time went back very quickly.
Within a short while, the snow on the streets of Surabaya City disappeared, the collapsed houses stood up again, and the frozen guards regained their vitality.
When everything receded like the tide, everyone present Everyone opened their mouths in surprise
"Time synchronization" Uncle Hong shouted again, and people came and went in Surabaya City again, as if everything just now was just a dream, the crowds on the streets were still noisy, young women were walking on the streets, dock workers While carrying sacks on the pier, the old man in the house was still teaching the children No one knows that they have just experienced a death And all this was witnessed by all the monks.
Everyone turned around and looked at Uncle Hong again.
Everyone had questions in their minds.
What kind of immortal magic is this?
It is too powerful.
With this kind of immortal magic, nothing can be done in the world.
However, Peng Wenkao's face turned pale.
He looked at Surabaya City below, then at Uncle Hong, and said word by word: "Law of Time."
Uncle Hong smiled faintly at him and nodded, "That's right."
If Peng Wenkao didn't stay, he didn't care about Ji Xiaolou.
He turned around and left, heading straight for the crack that looked like a small black mouth at the top of the sky.
"Prince Peng, wait for me."
Ji Xiaolou hurriedly followed.
They walked to the space passage before he asked in a low voice, "What is the law of time?
Why have I never heard of it in the fairy world?"
Peng Wenkao replied absently: "I've also heard that today is the first time I've seen that Unexpectedly, Uncle Hong, who has been in seclusion for more than 100,000 years, has really understood the basic laws.
It seems that he won't stay in this world for too long. , I have to go back and tell Father Emperor quickly."
"Is this the immortal world or the lower world?"
Ji Xiaolou hurriedly followed in.
According to Hong Bo's strength, he was definitely from the immortal world and could not be from the lower world, but Ji Xiaolou was not sure.
At this moment, the two of them had stepped into the space passage and came to the fairy world.
Peng Wenkao snorted coldly, "Of course it is this world now."
Although Ji Xiaolou had been mentally prepared, he was still surprised when he heard Peng Wenkao say that he would not stay in the fairy world for too long.
Oh my God, is he going to go?
Ji Xiaolou was surprised again: "Then who is Uncle Hong?"
Peng Wenkao snorted coldly: "If you shouldn't ask, don't ask."
"Uncle Hong, who are you?"
At this moment, Ye Kong was also asking the same question.
After Peng Wenkao and others left, Hong Bo did not accept the invitations from the major Nascent Souls.
Instead, after a brief greeting, he took Ye Kong and walked on the streets of Surabaya City.
The streets are still lively.
No one knows what happened a moment ago.
They are still living the same life, doing the same business, the same as every day before.
Uncle Hong looked at the people on the street, smiled lightly, and replied casually: "I am the guide to the fairy world."
"Introducing people and guiding people who ascend to the lower world."
Ye Kong didn't believe it.
Although he had never been to the fairy world, it was impossible to think about it.
This kind of work of guiding people must be done by the lowest level of immortals, and Hong Bo Scaring away Peng Wenkao with one move, how could such strength be just a attractor?
Hong Bo smiled and said: "It is indeed to welcome people, or to welcome envoys."
"Then you will guide everyone after they ascend to the fairy world?"
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Ye Kong asked again Hong Bo said: "It's different.
The five great Immortal Emperors in the southeast, northwest and northwest are different.
Some provide usherers, some don't, some usherers are eighteenth-grade immortal generals, and some we just find them randomly."
The lower-level immortals are also different depending on the objects of their ascension.
Some people ascend and are picked up by others.
Some people ascend and are picked up by no one.
Some people ascend and are picked up by the cool officials of Iron Prison Mountain.
Well, just like That Qing Liewei who ascended some time ago” Ye Kong fainted; "It was the cool officials from Iron Prison Mountain who picked up Qing Liewei."
He had heard from Immortal Wu Yao that Iron Prison Mountain was not a good place at first.
"Iron Prison Mountain is..."
"A place where prisoners are held in the fairy world" Ye Kong was funny, "I didn't expect that kid Qing Liwei to calculate the east and the west, but in the end he failed to calculate.
He would become a prisoner as soon as he ascended."
Uncle Hong smiled and said: "Who asked him to lead so many people to ascend at once?"
"Then, Uncle Hong, which of the Immortal Emperor's Palaces in the Southeast, Northwest, and Southeast belongs to as the envoy?"
Ye Kong asked again.
"I don't belong to any Immortal Emperor's Mansion.
I only pick up the people I should pick up."
Hong Bo was still smiling, but his eyes were burning at Ye Kong Ye Kong's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he asked cautiously: "Then, uncle, who should you pick up?"
Hong Bo said: "Someone who can take over my class after going to the immortal world."
Ye Kong laughed and said, "Uncle Envoy, everyone who ascends wants to become an immortal and enjoy immortal blessings forever.
Who wants to ascend to become an eighteenth-level immortal general?
I used to know an immortal who raised horses, and he was also an eighteenth-level immortal.
I guess no one would like to be an official at such a small level."
Hong Bo laughed and said: "The eighteenth rank is considered an immortal general.
Are you dreaming?
I am not even the eighteenth rank.
I have no rank at all."
Ye Kong was stunned, "Then there's no chance for you, uncle, I'm not going to hit you.
It's probably not that easy to find the person you want to pick up."
"Yes," Uncle Hong looked into the distance and said, "It's really not easy to find."
"Uncle Hong, since I'm lucky enough to know you, can you please teach me some magic?"
Ye Kong asked again very carefully.
"What do you want to learn?"
Hong Bo stood still and asked with interest.
"turn back time" Uncle Hong shook his head, "You can't learn."
"Destroying Divine Light" Uncle Hong shook his head, "I have long forgotten this low-level spell."
"The power of heaven" Uncle Hong still shook his head, "Everyone has different powers of heaven.
Teaching you will be harmful to you."
"Incarnate into thousands, shrink into an inch, and cross the boundary channel" Uncle Hong still shook his head Ye Kong was depressed and said: "Uncle Hong, please give me some magical weapons that I can use to defend myself."
Hong Bo smiled and asked Ye Kong a question, "Do you believe in destiny?"
"Destiny" Hong Bo's question was too jumpy.
Ye Kong thought for a moment before replying: "I believe it was destiny that I came to this continent, encountered the Five Elements Ascension Sutra, embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, and obtained the Five Infants Great Fa." and the method of making five flying swords, and later became the Lord of the Shadow Clan, all of this is so incredible, as if it had been planned in advance, so I believe in destiny."
Uncle Hong nodded and said: "Since you believe in destiny, you should know that destiny has already arranged it.
Just like when you met me and I saved the people in Sishui City, these are all arranged by destiny, so why do you care about those immortal weapons and magic?"
"Uncle Hong, what you said makes sense, but" Ye Kong frowned again.
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Hong Bo smiled and said: "But if you don't give me anything when you meet an immortal, it's a good thing to feel sorry for yourself.
Then I can't be so stingy and I'll give you something as a meeting gift."
Ye Kong felt a little embarrassed when someone guessed his thoughts, but he became happy when he heard that Uncle Hong wanted to give him something.
Hong Bo said: "The only thing I can give you is that you are the person of destiny, the person of destiny who will take over my class.
Practice well and I will wait for you."
After Hong Bo finished speaking, his figure began to fade, and the faint smile gradually remained in Ye Kong's mind.
"Hey, uncle, what kind of meeting ceremony are you doing?
Please, I don't want to be an eighteenth-grade immortal general, and I don't want to be a low-grade immortal general
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