Invitation

"What do you mean?" Pei Hongtao looked at several figures in the distance, his eyes full of uncertainty.

On the distant sea surface, there is a crack in space that is as wide as a battle. The crack leads to nowhere. The space inside is constantly twisting, while the outside of the crack is collapsing inward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the surface of the sea near the crack, there were three people standing, and those people were talking to each other. But Pei Hongtao took a look, and was shocked to find that these people were all cultivators at the transformation stage!

"There's no need to deal with you like this." The one who answered Pei Hongtao was Lu Shaoyuan, the grand elder of the Lieyang Sect who invited him here.

This lukewarm ridicule made Pei Hongtao's expression a little unnatural, but he soon returned to normal. After all, as Lu Shaoyuan said, it really doesn't take such a big battle to deal with him.

"Your question, you will know it in the past."

Lu Shaoyuan lightly dropped a sentence, and took the lead in flying towards the crack in the distance. And Pei Hongtao gritted his teeth and followed.

"Old Freak Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time. You don't seem to have lost much energy."

"It's not bad for you to become an old devil and spend all day in Xiaoqing Palace picking up supplements."

The person who was called an old devil laughed a few times, glanced at Pei Hongtao, and then asked Lu Shaoyuan, "Is this a new monk from Beilingzhou?"

Pei Hongtao heard Beilingzhou in the other party's question, so he had some guesses about the identities of several people: "I am the head of the Tianji Sect of Beilingzhou, Pei Hongtao, and I have met fellow Taoists."

Nacheng Laomo and another one named Sang Xingxian also saluted him, which was regarded as their approval. It was another man in green robe who snorted softly, making Pei Hongtao a little confused.

Cheng Laomo saw the doubt in Pei Hongtao's eyes, and said to him through voice transmission: "You don't have to worry about it, Mr. Pu Paozi and Mr. Lu have some old grievances. I heard that you are also a monk in Beilingzhou, that's why you are like this."

After a few people exchanged simple polite greetings, Nacheng Laomo's face straightened: "Everyone, I'll make a long story short. Half a year ago, Fellow Daoist Wu sent me a message, saying that this crack has shown signs of collapsing."

Lu Shaoyuan couldn't help frowning when he heard the words: "I don't see Fellow Daoist Wu, could it be that he has already gone in?"

"Well," Cheng Laomo nodded and sighed: "Fellow Daoist Wu, he is the first among us to enter the stage of transforming gods, and his lifespan is long gone."

"We have been repeatedly strengthening this crack recently, and it may last for a while, but there is not much time left for us." Sang Xingxian looked at the crack and sighed.

Cheng Laomo squinted at the crack for a while, and didn't know what he was thinking: "Everyone, you should make a plan early, whether you want to sit in this world, or give it a go, although the demons came to us through this crack back then. , but the past may not necessarily go to the Demon Realm."

Pu Paozi looked at Lu Shaoyuan with a hint of meaning: "We have already discussed this matter, but it is Mr. Lu, do you plan to let this Fellow Daoist Pei stay alone in Beiling Continent?"

When Pei Hongtao heard this, he didn't know that these people planned to use the space crack in front of him to go to a higher interface!

"Fellow Daoist Pei, that's why I invited you here. Although my children and grandchildren have their own blessings, I can't let you mess around in Beilingzhou." Lu Shaoyuan looked at Pei Hongtao with a cold light in his eyes.

Pei Hongtao glanced at the crack, then at the other people who seemed to be planning to watch the show, he couldn't decide to pay attention for a while, but suddenly heard Lu Shaoyuan's voice transmission to him.

Pei Hongtao's face turned blue and then pale, and he asked Cheng Laomo after a while, "How long can this crack last?"

"Two months should be worry-free."

"Thank you." Pei Hongtao thanked him, then turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.

Pu Paozi looked at Lu Shaoyuan coldly, and his words were full of thorns: "Are you sure this person won't hold me back?"

Lu Shaoyuan chuckled dryly, and replied with some meaning in his words: "With him here, I can feel at ease."

"You two, no matter what grievances you have, once you enter the crack, we and the others must support each other, otherwise don't blame Cheng for turning his face."

Sang Xingxian pointed to an isolated island in the distance: "Let's wait there, I just happen to have a powerful treasure that I can sacrifice again."

"But that sun-blocking banner of your clan?"

Seeing Sang Xingxian nodding his head lightly, Cheng Laomo seemed rather happy, and beckoned them and flew towards the distant island.

After Pei Hongtao returned to Tianji Sect, he called Wumai to hold a secret meeting overnight, but the specific content of the conversation is unknown.

But the next day, he went straight to the Lieyang Sect alone, and somehow managed to get the Lieyang Sect to agree to return the benefits that originally belonged to the Tianji Sect.

It's just that Lieyangzong also set a condition, Tianjizong needs to win three battles with Nascent Soul stage powerhouses, otherwise nothing will be discussed.

This made the entire Beiling Continent lively. After all, if you can watch this kind of battle of equal rank, it will be of great benefit to your own cultivation.

The happiest thing is that those small and big forces finally avoided a catastrophe of cannon fodder.

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"Are you serious?" Zhang Ziliang frowned, looking at the Dayan Sword, half of which had sunk into the ground.

"If you can pick up this sword, I will let you go and let you go to the Nanling Desert."

A few days ago, Ying Yiming brought news that a strangely dressed woman appeared in Nanling.

Hearing this news, not to mention Zhang Ziliang, even Zhuo Lian was eager to find Li Wanqing and the others, but for Zhang Ziliang and Zhuo Lian's current state, that place was too far away.

"Whether Li Wanqing and the others are still there is another matter. It is still unknown whether they can reach Nanling alive. If you really want to go, you can prove it to me."

Perhaps because she knew herself too well, Zhuo Lian didn't persuade her, she just summoned the Dayan Sword, and the ten thousand catty sword fell into the ground, and if it wasn't because her cultivation level surpassed her own, she would never be able to pick it up.

Zhang Ziliang circled the Dayan Sword a few times, scratched his head and let out a long sigh, then waved his hand: "You should take it back."

"If you are worried about them, hurry up and practice."

After Zhuo Lian took back the Dayan Sword, she threw him a long sword that shone slightly with thunder. She gave Zhang Zi a meaningful look in the air, and then flew towards the Cangshu Building.

Zhuo Lian did not tell Zhang Ziliang that the strange woman who appeared in Nanling was captured by a local monk, nor did she tell him that she planned to go to Nanling.