N-A-A Chapter 123
Chapter 123
In the distance, a colorful bridge came from the ground and led to the sky dome.
Colorful light shines in the sky.
Almost moments later, the area around the colorful Kasumsumi Gate was illuminated.
Look in that direction, from the peak of the colorful Xiamen.
"Old Cao, what kind of magical power is this?"
Jiang Mu asked.
If you feel it carefully, you can feel the terrifying aura emanating from the place where the rainbow light was born.
"I don't know, although I used to be a deacon of the Colorful Xiamen, it was the first time I saw such a rainbow..." Cao
Leping was also stunned, no less surprised than Jiang Mu.
It can be said that within the range shrouded by the colorful Xia Gate, countless cultivators looked up at this colorful light.
On the second day, the words exchanged between the monks were all about the rainbow light of the previous night.
Until the third day, Zhou Churen and Li Xiaopu came to Jiang Mu's wine stall again.
Not really this time. It was that they were busy with the affairs of the sect, so they thought of coming down and chatting with Jiang Muduo.
So Jiang Mu asked the two about the colorful light that night.
"Uncle Kun, in fact, it's not a big deal, it is said that the ancestor who has been in retreat for many years has returned to the sect."
Li Xiaopu replied.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Churen answered: "That colorful light, listening to my master, was formed by the old ancestor's confrontation with that Tianjiao of the Divine Bridge Realm of our Colorful Xiamen, it seems to be the divine power of that Tianjiao, and it is also one of the strongest magical powers of our Colorful Xiamen." "
Zhou Churen still knows something.
Jiang Mu nodded: "So it is." He
didn't have much curiosity about this magical power, after all, the Colorful Xiamen didn't even have a half-saint.
No matter how powerful the power is, where can it be powerful?
"I heard that your ancestor of the Colorful Xiamen is the power of the second realm of the Divine Bridge, which stage of the second realm is this ancestor of yours?"
Jiang Mu asked again.
Zhou Churen scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "We don't know about this problem, some people say it's the middle level of the second realm, some people say it's the upper level, and with our current identity, no one knows." "
Okay."
Whether it is the middle level or the upper level, it is not something that Jiang Mu's current cultivation can shake.
He just suddenly remembered that the old man who had pitted his 100,000 spirit stones knew the ancestor of the Colorful Xiamen.
Subsequently, Zhou Churen and Li Xiaopu turned into employees of the wine stall and helped Jiang Mu do business.
For days on end, both of them.
Talk and laugh, so unhappy.
After a long time, the chatterbox opened.
When he was free, Li Xiaopu would surround Jiang Mu and let him teach him his exercises.
But Jiang Mu didn't understand the exercises behind at all, so he could only throw the jade Jian to Li Xiaopu and let her explore it herself.
"Little Pupil, you remember, this technique was not passed on to you by me, but by a Terran cultivator named Zhu Yizi."
"Strictly speaking, he is your master."
"Huh? Who is he Master, who are you?
"Where is he now?"
Li Xiaopu said curiously.
"How to say, he used to be my sect master."
"Only at the last moment, sacrificed himself."
"I don't know very well how high his cultivation is."
"But how to say, at least the lowest is the second realm of the Divine Bridge."
"So Xiaopu, as long as you practice well, maybe one day you will reach that realm."
Jiang Mu said with a smile.
As the sect master who poured out the red dust, Jiang Mu believed that Zhu Yizi's cultivation must be very high.
It's a good half-saint, isn't it?
"Zhu Yizi..."
Li Xiaopu remembered the name in his heart.
Jiang Mu's words aroused the interest of Li Xiaopu and several people.
Seem...... Uncle Kun also used to have a very powerful sect.
From Jiang Mu's words, he could clearly perceive the meaning of that memory.
So every late night, when the wine stall was closed, several people would carry a jug of wine and sit on the roof together, begging Jiang Mu to tell his story.
Jiang Mu shook his head and said, "Instead of listening to my story without waves, you might as well hurry up and cultivate."
"Also, Xiao Pu, Xiao Zhou, don't you care about this colorful Xiamen Tianjiao banquet?"
Li Xiaopu immediately shook his head: "That's a matter for the high-level of Colorful Xiamen, face project, what is it about us?"
"We're just its little disciples, and it's good to help run our legs."
"Junior Sister Li is right, this Tianjiao banquet is all from the sect masters, elders, and Tianjiao of the great sects, eating and we are not in one place, what are we in a hurry."
"We've already done what we need to do, as long as we go to the dinner on time."
Zhou Churen muttered.
Jiang Mu couldn't help but glance at Zhou Churen again.
This kid seems to have changed into the shape of Li Xiaopu, supporting her in everything.
"Okay, we should be able to go to the dinner then, right?"
Jiang Mu asked again.
"Yes, yes, when the time comes, your Uncle Cao, me and your Uncle Kun, you should be able to eat a meal, right?"
Cao Leping did not forget to take advantage of Zhou Churen at this time.
The main thing is that he has followed Jiang Mu now, his waist is straight, and his guts are fat.
After all, Zhou Churen is a thousand years older than him, and this is cheap and does not take advantage of nothing.
"Uh..." Zhou
Churen finally didn't dare to glance at Cao Leping, and obediently said: "Yes, yes!"
"At that time, Junior Sister Li and I will take Uncle Kun and the two of you up the mountain, and no one will dare to say anything."
After chatting about this topic, Li Xiaopu immediately pulled Jiang Mu's linen clothes again.
"Uncle Kun, don't try to lead the topic, you haven't said what happened just now."
"Yes, yes, Uncle Kun, we also want to hear your story outside the Celestial Domain."
Zhou Churen also echoed.
This kid has a story that he really wants to hear.
"That's right, Lao Kun, although you look young, your face is full of stories."
Cao Leping also stepped up.
Jiang Mu was stunned, and these words seemed a little familiar.
Thinking about it carefully, when he was in the Qingxuan Sect, he also said similar things to Senior Brother He.
Time flies, and as the years flow, he also has the shadow of Senior Brother He on his body.
Faced with the three people's inquiries, Jiang Mu still silently did not answer.
Just took a sip of wine and laughed loudly: "The story is too long, I don't know where to start."
"The story has only begun, far from over."
"A story without an ending, how can you tell it first."
The three looked at each other, not knowing why Jiang Mu said this.
In fact, Jiang Mu didn't say a word.
"One day, you will be the story of my mouth."
Under the starry sky, on the low eaves, four figures each carried a wine jug and toasted to the bright moon.
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