This place was exactly the same as five years ago.
The demon cultivators drank freely and the scene of gambling appeared in front of Zhuo Yu again.
He found the shabby hotel.
The owner of the hotel had not changed, but the guests had changed.
Zhuo Yu was not kicked out, but someone handed him a glass of wine, which made him feel very warm.
"Brother, did you just come out from the mountains to capture monsters?"
A bald man sat at Zhuo Yu's table and looked at Zhuo Yu with pity on his face.
Zhuo Yu drank all the wine, shook his head and said nothing.
"Now you can just sit here and drink.
Don't be discouraged.
There will be a chance to make a comeback in the future."
The bald man poured Zhuo Yu a glass of wine and said.
The magic cultivators also regard catching monster beasts as a kind of gambling.
Zhuo Yu nodded, drank a drink with him, took out some spirit stones, ordered a table of wine and food, and chatted with the bald man, learning about the major events that had happened in the past five years.
He learned that after those demon cultivators returned from the Demon City, they made multiple copies of a large number of magic skills and distributed them to the hands of demon cultivators in the demon realm, allowing them to practice these powerful magic skills from ancient times and enhance the magic skills of the demon cultivators.
The overall strength of cultivation.
What made him feel a little helpless was that since then, his name has become famous in the monastic world and has been passed down as a myth.
Killed the youngest Tongxuan in Jiulongmen, drove Zhang Changfeng of Hualingmen crazy, and escaped under the eyes of many powerful Tongxuan in Jiulongmen.
He was the first person in history to enter the Demon City in advance, and finally died alone With the power of the devil, he died together with the demons and saved the evil cultivators.
Therefore, Zhuo Yu is a great hero in the eyes of the demonic cultivators, but among the immortal and demonic sects, he is a figure they hate.
They all know that Zhuo Yu tricked them in the end and killed their disciples.
They were tricked into that passage and many disciples with good bones died.
"Hehe, the centenary conference of the Immortal Dao sects will soon arrive.
This time it will be held at Jiulongmen.
At that time, disciples from all the Immortal Dao sects will go to join in the fun.
Of course, there will be competitions and other competitions.
If you get the first place, there will be a very generous prize. award."
The bald man chatted with Zhuo Yu for a long time before leaving.
"The Immortals Association still has half a year left, so you can just go directly to the Nine Dragon Gate.
You should be able to meet Dong Yatou and the others by then," Ding Ling said.
Zhuo Yu smiled, left the hotel, walked out of the city, crossed the mountains, and came to Hualing City.
At this time, he had dressed up and became much neater.
Zhuo Yu wore a bamboo hat, long hair shawl, a beard, and a long black coat.
He was dressed like a casual cultivator.
He was walking on the streets of Hualing City, inquiring about the recent events.
His current strength is at the Shayuan level.
If all his strength is combined, it is no less than anyone in the early stage of Jindan.
So he dares to come to this city again.
"By the way, Girl Dong may not go to the Heroes Meeting.
With her current speed, she must have entered the thunder tribulation stage," Ding Ling said suddenly.
Overcoming the thunder tribulation is something that must be experienced to enter the realm of heaven and humans.
Because cultivation goes against the will of heaven, so when your cultivation level reaches a certain level, heaven will drop thunder to stop you from moving forward.
If you can't make it through, you will be distraught and die.
After forever disappearing between heaven and earth, you will gain more powerful power.
"She should have no problem dealing with the thunder tribulation, right?"
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Zhuo Yu asked.
After reaching the thunder tribulation stage, he rarely showed up.
He was practicing quietly and waiting for the thunder tribulation to arrive.
Therefore, Zhuo Yu didn't see thunder at all in the Demon City last time.
A person of calamity.
"No problem.
This is not the catastrophe she is talking about.
It should be something else.
I think this has something to do with Elder Nanshan," Ding Ling guessed.
Zhuo Yu sighed softly in his heart.
Dong Yizhen never told him, which made him feel very worried.
If he could know earlier, he would be fully prepared to deal with it.
The Fair of Immortals is approaching, and everyone is discussing this topic.
They are guessing who will win the various laurels.
Because their strength varies, they will be divided into several large groups during the competition.
There will also be talisman competitions and magic circle competitions.
Competition, alchemy competition, speed competition The competition is at the end, which everyone is looking forward to.
At that time, all the disciples of the Immortal Sect will participate, and there will be many people.
It is said that a group of immortals will be held for more than half a year.
"I guess that the group of evil spirits must be won by Bai Shanshan from the Tianyuan Sect.
She is the youngest and most powerful official disciple of the Immortal Sect, and she also has the legendary fire of hell.
Tianyuan Sect There must be a lot of high-end magic weapons for her," someone in a hotel said.
"She is already in her early twenties and already possesses the strength of the evil spirit level.
This little vixen's talent is truly astonishing, even better than yours," Ding Ling said with a click of his tongue.
Zhuo Yu was also shocked.
He could advance so quickly only by relying on various generous resources.
He didn't think Bai Shanshan, that little vixen, was as lucky as him.
Thinking of how that sweet and lovely little girl had grown up, Zhuo Yu couldn't help but think about it and showed an evil smile.
After buying a map to Jiulong Gate in Huiling City, Zhuo Yu hurried on and headed to Jiulong Gate.
From the map, it would take at least a month to get to Jiulong Gate, and the journey was very difficult.
Jiulong Gate is in Qunlong Mountain.
Among them, you have to pass through a mountain range on the way to reach it.
After leaving the Hualing Gate, Zhuo Yu ran wildly towards the north.
At night, the stars shine.
Zhuo Yu happened to arrive on a barren mountain.
He ran for two days in a row.
At this time, he was taking Da Zhen Yuan Dan to practice and recover.
It wasn't until dawn that Zhuo Yu started to hit the road.
Just as he was running for about an hour, he sensed several breaths behind him, one of which turned out to be something he was very familiar with.
"Feng Yun didn't expect to meet him here."
Zhuo Yu slowed down and waited for Feng Yun to arrive.
Zhuo Yu and Feng Yun separated about six years ago.
At that time, Feng Yun's strength was in the early stage of transformation.
Zhuo Yu now guessed that Feng Yun's strength was in the late stage of transformation.
This was very difficult for a casual cultivator.
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Rare.
"He actually has two companions at the Yuanli level."
Zhuo Yu was slightly surprised.
Logically speaking, the Yuanli level is much stronger than the Mortal level, and they usually don't get together.
Zhuo Yu saw Feng Yun from a distance.
Feng Yun still looked like a fairy.
His dress and expression were like that of a god, and there was a kind smile on the corner of his mouth.
But Zhuo Yu knew that Feng Yun had deceived many people with his appearance and almost deceived him in the first place.
Feng Yun still had a trace of the Three Flavors True Fire in his mind.
Just now, it suddenly jumped.
Feng Yun knew that Zhuo Yu was nearby.
Over the years, Zhuo Yu's name has spread throughout the monastic world.
Many people thought that Zhuo Yu was dead. , but only he knows that Zhuo Yu is still alive, because the contract between him and Zhuo Yu is still there.
If Zhuo Yu dies, then the three-flavored fire in his mind will get out of control, and he will die in pain.
Now that he could see Zhuo Yu, Feng Yun was secretly happy because he knew that Zhuo Yu was a good master.
"Haha, brother Luo Feng, I didn't expect to meet you here."
As soon as Feng Yun saw Zhuo Yu, he stopped in front of Zhuo Yu, stroking his beard and laughing.
"Yes, what a coincidence."
Zhuo Yu caught Feng Yun's eyes and immediately cooperated.
Feng Yun laughed heartily and said: "These two are friends I just met.
This is Ling Bei and this is Ou Yong.
They are both Keqing disciples of Hualing Sect."
The man named Ling Bei was a short, sharp-tongued old man.
His dexterous eyes moved as he looked at Zhuo Yu.
That Ou Yong was a thin man with a bamboo pole-like body, middle-aged appearance, pale face, and eyes full of arrogance and coldness.
When he heard about the Keqing disciples of the Hualing Sect, Zhuo Yu had an idea in his mind.
Feng Yun had been coerced at this time and might be forced to join the Hualing Sect.
The so-called Keqing disciples were some casual cultivators who had reached the Tongxuan realm.
Being recruited by those sects, then doing things for the sects, being restricted by the sects, and then getting a small reward, this is a very helpless status.
However, if you have outstanding achievements, you will be rewarded very generously.
Some Keqing disciples have obtained earth-level magic weapons.
"Boy Luo Feng, I have met these two seniors," Zhuo Yu said respectfully, with envy and admiration in his eyes, which made Ling Bei and Ou Yong even more arrogant.
They responded lukewarmly.
Feng Yun was secretly feeling happy in his heart.
Although Zhuo Yu was very young, he was more sophisticated than him, otherwise he would not be famous in the monastic world at such a young age.
At this time, Feng Yun's hatred towards Zhuo Yu also disappeared.
It disappeared, but instead there was a deep sense of awe.
"Brother Luo, are you going to Jiulongmen to join in the fun?"
Feng Yun asked.
Zhuo Yu nodded.
"We are also going to Kowloon Gate, let's go together," Feng Yun said with a smile.
"I am very happy to be able to travel with the two seniors," Zhuo Yu said with excitement.
"Stop talking nonsense, our master is waiting for us at Hualing Villa," Ou Yong, who looked like a bamboo pole, said coldly.
Zhuo Yu immediately lowered his head and responded in a low voice.
The strength he was showing now was at the early stage of metamorphosis, so neither of them took him seriously.
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Zhuo Yu didn't know what Feng Yun was going to do yet, so he could only continue to cooperate.
He took out an inferior flying sword and followed behind the two men while flying with the sword.
"Old Feng, what are your plans?
If these two guys want to mess with you, I will kill them and you can just use your mental power to communicate with me directly."
Zhuo Yu sent a message to Feng Yun.
Zhuo Yu's mental power is strong, allowing Feng Yun, who is mentally weak, to communicate with him.
"Haha, I thought it was over, but I didn't expect to meet you here.
You've been dead for five years, so your strength should have improved.
The owner of Hualing Villa in front of you is the master of these two guys.
Then Hualing Villa But there are a lot of good things, you can take action when you get there."
Feng Yun replied, with a sinister smile on his lips.
The middle of the road between the Jiulong Gate and the Hualing Gate at Hualing Villa was built specifically to accommodate the official disciples of the Huiling Gate.
The Huiling Gate and the Jiulong Gate have a cooperative relationship, so the disciples of the Huiling Gate often go to Qunlong Mountain.
Zhuo Yu's strength has just improved and his hands are a little itchy.
Now he doesn't mind tossing the Hualing Sect: