Chapter two hundred and thirty-seven Alliance Wu clan
The old man smiled at the landing. "What do you want to know?"
Lu Li bluntly said, "May I ask a few questions?"
The old man didn’t show hostility. He said indifferently, "How many questions do you have, but you can say it?"
Lu Li didn’t believe the old man’s words too much. Although he saved the children of the witch tribe and the eyes of the witch tribe were at war, the other party had left their sacrifices behind or left an eye.
Lu Li called to his master Chu Yun and said, "What is the so-called dreamland of Master Zunyan? Can you tell me?"
Chu Yun’s imaginary shadow appeared, "The so-called paper dreamland is a master of the mysterious and ancient land who created the dharma realm between the real and the unreal. That is a very powerful master, and I won the war with him in those days."
There are too many questions in Lu Li’s heart at this time for this mysterious and ancient land, for himself, and for all the people around Master Chu Yun, but he knew that it was a short time for the Ministry of Justice to sort out his mouth and ask the old man again, "Will the witch people live here?" And that barbarian master is going to intercept you again? "
The old man smiled bitterly. It was obvious that Lu Li didn’t know the eye situation. He simply said, "This time, not only witches and barbarians, but also terrans, orcs, feathers, demons and many other experts gathered in this paper dreamland to win the hope of survival. Don’t you know at this time?"
Lu Li responded quickly, "Is the so-called hope of survival hidden in a certain place, and only the talents can leave?"
The old man nodded, "Yes, this time all ethnic groups gathered to go to the city of death. It is said that there can only be three people from this dreamland."
Lu Li was startled and quickly asked the master Chu Yun, "Is this true, master?"
Chu Yun affirmed, "Yes, what he said is true and he didn’t lie to you."
Lu Li was very shocked. I didn’t think that World War I finally brought myself into this so-called paper dreamland. Then he thought of it and hurriedly said, "Master, this time, three people left here to return to the land or the mysterious land? What will their fate be like if they can’t leave people? "
Chu Yun said, "If you are in deus ex, you can return to the Xuanhuang ancient land, and at the same time, the exit is still the highest mountain peak in the Xuanhuang ancient land. In addition, those who have not escaped will still be trapped in this dreamland and die straight in it. Of course, if one party’s key figures can escape from their people, they can be pardoned and returned to their homeland, but it needs to cross the virtual reality, and there is also a danger of life and death."
Lu Xuan has too many doubts that he can’t ask again, otherwise he will easily get lost. He directly said to the old man, "How many places do the three witches want to win from here this time?"
The old man shook his head and looked more bitter. After a few breaths of silence, he said, "I, the master of the Wu clan, have to leave this time, but this time I came to the great wizard Tie Yu and several other wizards. Although the barbarians also suffered heavy losses, I hope we will not have it this time."
Lu Li wondered, "Are you involved in this dreamland? Can’t you break this fantasy when you hear that there are so many wizards who can shoot the earth from heaven? "
Chu Yun suddenly woke up at this time. "Don’t say that this is a common rule made by all ethnic groups. No one can change it, even the strong of all ethnic groups can’t shake it."
Lu centrifugal shock finally said to the old man, "Elder, I think your repair is also extraordinary. Can’t you send back the witch master?"
When the old man heard this, he saw a glimmer of light in his eyes. "Young Lang, you are really an unusual person. Although your hair is all white, I think your years are only more than ten years. But in these short years, you have experienced too many things that others can’t bear. This time, let the young master return to the ancestral wizard. I will try my best even if I fight for my life, but it is not enough for me to be surrounded by powerful enemies!"
Without interfering with this, Chu Yun said directly, "Do you want me to help?"
The old man nodded and said, "Yes, Young Lang, I don’t know how you have suffered, but I think you are rare in the world, and you have the strength to go against the sky, which is rare for thousands of years. Even though I am in this black witch tribe, Wu Gong is also shocked by your identity."
Lu Li wondered, "Since you are a witch, your strength must be extremely strong. I’m afraid my strength is too worthless compared with yours?"
The old man shook his head and said, "The division of the power of the witch tribe is very complicated. Simply speaking, the witch is in charge of the affairs in the tribe. Strictly speaking, I am not stronger than the great wizard, and the great wizard has a stronger master of the witch family. But this time, the master of the witch family was trapped in this dreamland. Except for a few people who died, I am the strongest one left."
Lu Li nodded slightly and said, "I can help you, but this time I’m obviously leaving the quota to occupy one more place. If things change, I can’t guarantee that you can leave together."
The old man didn’t care about this and smiled bitterly. "This time, the old man didn’t expect to leave. My witch family hopes to be with you."
Lu Li replied, "There is no problem with this matter, but I still have one request."
The old man nodded, "You can’t say anything."
"I heard that there are three tribes in your speech: man, witch and man. I don’t know what your hatred is, but if I bring you back this time, I hope that the witch can help me when I need to conquer a certain force in the future. What do you think?"
The old man heard the news and took out a shimmering token from his arms, which depicted a strange pattern, just like a dark sky. It was obvious that a man rode on a black dragon and stepped on a cloud, which was gloomy and horrible. This token was simple and mysterious, and I don’t know if it was made of other materials, which was unusual.
The old man explained, "This is the black dragon of my black witch clan. I want you to put this order away. If you need help in the future, my witch clan will never break its word."
The elders of Lu Li’s fuels are also fuels, and the two sides decided to form the same camp.
Chapter two hundred and thirty Mentoring talk
To complete all this is to choose a secluded place to rest and breathe.
He gradually recovered from the little girl who was like a porcelain doll, and he didn’t ask himself much about the key to recovery first.
Chu Yun’s virtual shadow emerged indifferently, "Your hard journey proves your determination to teach you some real cultivation skills, and it depends on your talent."
Lu Li chose a secluded and deep valley, not far from the Wuzu camp, so that if there is a sudden change, the two sides can support each other.
Lu Li arranged a simple circle of magic just to isolate some insects, birds and small animals from the sound.
Eye closure and pranayama are really restored, and the whole person looks at the blue sky with some absence.
The whole person’s mood is sometimes low and sometimes he smiles, but in the end it turns dull and makes people unable to see through it.
In the end, I was far away from the heart. "Master, you’d better show up. I have too many doubts-"
There was a flash of light and shadow in front of him, and Chu Yun’s appearance was still a virtual shadow, but his appearance could solve many problems.
Looking at Chu Yun’s virtual shadow with a sigh, I don’t know if it is like a mouth.
Chu Yun smiled bitterly and said to him, "It seems that you have lost a lot of things."
Lu Li’s eyes were moist and his tone was sad. "If I had known this, I would have done it?"
Chu Yun said, "Do you feel it?"
Lu Li nodded and said, "I should have been able to guess when I was in the world. Master, you can’t save the lotus by repairing your strength. I have to count on the so-called heavenly elixir?"