Mortal Bones

As soon as he finished speaking, the figures of Wuxin Demon Emperor, Demon Emperor Qinghe, and Demon Emperor Li Yezhu were sucked into the painting together.

Looking at the god-pleasing formation in the painting, there are three more figures.

There is no doubt that these three figures are the three people from Jiuyuan.

Looking at Jiang Xuanfeng, whose face was ashen at this moment, Mrs. Xu suddenly asked Dongyue Yuyu with some curiosity:

"Yue Cocoon, do you know the grudge between Old Palace Master Jiang and the Wuxin Demon Emperor?"

Dongyueyue cocoon sighed and said:

"It is rumored that Palace Master Jiang's senior brother Xu Song was tortured to death by the Wuxin Demon Emperor on the 꽭 Demon Battlefield."

"And it is said that Xu Song's wealth is far superior to that of Palace Master Jiang. If it weren't for his death on the Demonic Battlefield, Xuandan Palace would have re-opened the passage to the Purple Green Dan Room in the upper realm and revitalized Xuandan Palace. ”

After listening to Dong Yueyue's explanation, Mrs. Xu nodded and said:

"No wonder Palace Master Jiang is so rude."

If it is true as what Dong Yue Cocoon said, then the Wuxin Demon Emperor has brought Xuandan Palace, which is about to return to the upper realm, back to the lower realm.

This is not just a personal vendetta.

At this time, the old palace master Jiang Xuanfeng, after regaining his mind for a moment, looked at Mrs. Xu and said:

"Taoist Master Tai, it's your turn."

Mrs. Xu stood up, nodded slightly to Jiang Xuanfeng, and then walked forward with Dong Yue Cocoon and Master Xuanzhi.

The old palace master Jiang Xuanfeng said to Mrs. Xu very solemnly:

"Among the remaining eight people, there are some who are not inferior to that huge one. Taoist priest, you can feel free to choose."

As the only monk among the human monks present who could compete with Jiuyuan and the others in terms of cultivation and combat strength, Mrs. Xu was naturally placed high hopes by Xuandan Palace and Jiang Xuanfeng.

Not only Jiang Xuanfeng, but also many monks who participated in the Dragon Slaying Association this time, loudly suggested to Mrs. Xu——

"Taoist Master Tai, you choose Li Sisi. With her and the Li family's assistance, your team will definitely be able to increase the dragon catcher's cultivation and combat power as quickly as possible!"

"Taoist Priest Tai, Wu Yong of Nalangzhou is good. Although he is rude, he can single-handedly establish the Iron Sand Gang. Regardless of his own talents and means, he is very outstanding!"

It has to be said that when facing Jiuyuan, these monks in the Shangqing Realm will always unite in a rare way.

Dongyue Yu, who already knew what Mrs. Xu would choose, suddenly sighed softly after hearing the enthusiastic suggestions around her:

"Brother Tai, if these people choose Gu Yu, I don't know how they will react."

Mrs. Xu smiled lightly and said:

"Then choose to be faster, don't give them time to react."

As he spoke, Xu 꽭놂 took a step forward, stretched out his hand towards the scroll, and while no one, including Jiang Xuanfeng, had reacted, he said in a quiet but firm tone:

"Hongling Town, Gu Yu."

As soon as he finished speaking, the image of Gu Yu, who had transformed back into an old man, suddenly occupied the entire picture.

"Crack!"

Immediately, under the surprised and horrified gazes of the monks, Mrs. Xu put her hand on the scroll without any hesitation.

"boom……"

By the time everyone reacted, he had already disappeared into the ruined temple along with Dongyu Yuexu and Xuanzhi behind him.

Looking at the scroll again, Mrs. Xu and three other people were already standing in the dilapidated mud wall courtyard.

After a short period of dead silence, there was a sudden uproar in the Dragon King Temple.

Even the old palace master Jiang Xuanfeng looked confused:

"Taoist Master Tai, even if you choose anyone at random, it would be better than choosing Gu Yu!"

…

Inside the Immortal Burial Ruins.

Chaoyun Kingdom, Hongling Town.

In the small mud-walled courtyard where Gu Yang and Gu Yu were.

"It's here."

Mrs. Xu, who suddenly came to the small courtyard to invite the gods, glanced around the small courtyard with a calm expression, and found that this small courtyard was the same courtyard where the two brothers Gu Yang and Gu Yu first set up the invitation array.

Looking at the old man with a stooped figure and a look of horror in front of him, he is naturally the dragon catcher Gu Yu that 뀘꺳 has seen in the scroll.

Although I had already looked at Gu Yu in detail outside the picture scroll before.

But when a real person stands in front of him, the feeling is still very different.

For example.

In the scroll, you can only see the ravines on Gu Yu's face, but you can't feel the vicissitudes of life coming from his ravaged face.

The scar on his bony chest was not only shocking, but also made the three people present, including Mrs. Xu, feel a sense of respect in their hearts.

Yes, that's respect.

A mortal, after suffering so many serious injuries, can still stand in front of them alive, how can he not feel respected?

Looking at Gu Yu from the scroll, the three of them felt that he was just an old tree with withered branches and leaves.

But at this moment, standing in the small courtyard and looking at Gu Yu, the three of them saw stubborn green buds on the top of an old branch that seemed to be dying.

So, a tenacious life seems to be ready to bloom at any time.

Dong Yueyue's hands were trembling a little, and her heart was even more turbulent.

At this moment, she was staring at Gu Yu closely, with only one thought in her mind - Dragon Slayer, this is the Dragon Slayer we are looking for!

At this moment, both Dong Yue Yue and Master Xuanzhi felt that as far as the person in front of them was concerned, Mrs. Xu had definitely chosen the right person.

Because with this person's character, as long as enough opportunities can be found for him, his promotion will be extremely rapid.

The upper limit of improvement is also very high.

"You...you...you..."

At this time, Gu Yu was stunned for a long time, his mouth kept opening and closing, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

As if he couldn't believe it, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

When I realized that no matter how much I rubbed my eyes, the three fairy-like figures in front of me were still standing clearly in front of me, hot tears burst into my eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the old man Gu Yu covered his eyes with his hands and cried loudly.

"Brother, brother, they are here."

"Brother, they are really here!"

"Brother, 놖 did it, 놖 waited for them, 놖 finally waited for them!"

Mrs. Xu and the three of them quietly looked at Gu Yu, who was sitting on the ground with his hands covering his eyes, crying like a child.

At this moment, Mrs. Xu only felt that the old Gu Yu in front of her overlapped with the figure of the young Gu Yu in the soul mark.

And I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mrs. Xu only felt that in the large array of red lights behind the elderly Gu Yu, there was a young figure, caressing Gu Yu's head.

But in just a blink of an eye, the figure disappeared again.

"Illusion."

Mrs. Xu shook her head gently.

The divine formation was filled with red light, and as he was new to the Immortal Burial Ruins, he couldn't use his magic power, so it was normal for him to be dazzled.

At this moment, the red light in the invitation formation suddenly gathered in front of Mrs. Xu like running water, and finally turned into a scroll that could be held with one hand.

Mrs. Xu took the scroll with some doubts.

If you look closely, you will see that the words "War Record" are clearly written on the scroll.

When I opened it, I saw that except for a line of small characters in the first column, the rest were blank.

Dong Yueyue, who was also very curious on the side, muttered the small words in a low voice:

"Complete what Gu Yu in Hongling asked for when he prayed to the gods, and he will punish the eight evils in the Valley, and he will receive three hundred battle merits."