As time passed, most of the players around Zigai Mountain had already dispersed, and some of the scattered ones with missions nearby had long since given up on their plans to surround and kill Xiao Lang.

Logically speaking, although the individual players have left, there should be more and more indigenous cultivators. The mission [Zui Xie] has been released, even though the twelve heavenly sects are still mobilizing troops, fearing the strength of the "Heavenly Ghost Evil Emperor"

The general did not dare to come rashly, but now the number of natives waiting near Zigai Mountain actually decreased instead of increasing. Xiao Lang took a quick look and saw that there were only less than a thousand people left, and the original densely packed situation that blocked the sky and blocked the sun was completely gone.

With just such a small number of people, not to mention intimidation, even the siege of Zigai Mountain would not be complete.

This is strange. Could it be that these righteous people suddenly understood and no longer wanted to play the role of cannon fodder?

Li Chunfeng was alone, and Li Fenghuan and Qi Haoren were missing. He was seen twirling his gray beard in one hand, standing on the top of Zigai Mountain. When Xuanji Xiaolang appeared, he bowed slightly and said: "Li Chunfeng, how dare you

Ask your senior what your surname is?"

Naturally, this question was asked to Xiang Xuanji.

"You really have the courage to come here?" Xuan Ji chuckled.

"Senior has killing skills but no murderous intention, Chunfeng can still see this." Li Chunfeng replied.

"Then you didn't come here just to ask for my name, right?" Xuan Ji said calmly.

"Of course not. If the senior is willing to continue to show his face as the Evil Emperor, I will not ask further questions." Li Chunfeng said: "It's just that the changes that have happened in Dongsheng Shenzhou now should be related to the senior, but the senior still doesn't know about it, so especially

Come and let me know."

"Oh?" Xuan Ji raised her eyebrows, "Tell me and listen."

"The four sects that have been hidden from the world for thousands of years, including the Gugui Sect, the Immortal Killing Sect, Ruyi Tower, and Hehuanju, the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Demons, the Leader of Black Miao, and the newly promoted Great Sage Heavenly Demon from the Thirty-sixth Route, except for one Pink Skull

Although the Blood Demon is still missing, I think the seniors have heard of these names." Li Chunfeng looked at Xuan Ji.

Xuan Ji's face didn't show a trace of strangeness, she just asked: "Why, are these clowns showing up again?"

"In those days, good and evil fought in a melee, humans and demons slaughtered each other, many wives were separated, many families were destroyed, all the elites of China were lost, and their vitality was exhausted. This was not a disaster that could be caused by a mere clown." Li Chunfeng smiled slightly.

"That happened more than a thousand years ago. At that time, demons, ghosts, demons, evil spirits, Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism divided the world. Naturally, the two camps were evenly matched." Xuan Ji said lightly: "But

Nowadays, the righteous way of the world dominates the entire continent. Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism

The strength of the three families is no longer what it used to be. The demons and devils have only been surviving for a thousand years at most. What about the Guigui Sect and the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons? I already think they are amazing even if they haven't broken the inheritance.

What kind of waves are coming?”

"No, no," Li Chunfeng shook his head: "Senior, do you know why the Twelve Heavenly Gates originally mobilized their troops and vowed to encircle and suppress Zigai Mountain, but there has been no movement?"

"Haha," Xuan Ji seemed to have thought of something funny: "Are you trying to tell me that those seven families of demons and scum really caught Tianmen off guard?"

"Not only that," Li Chunfeng looked solemn: "Senior, do you still remember the Old Twelve Sect?"

"Of course I remember Burial Sword Villa, Yunlu Gate, Shennong Valley and others," Xuan Ji said, looking at Xiao Lang specifically: "In that war a thousand years ago, they were the leaders of the right path, but unfortunately they also suffered the most losses.

Tragically, it has been surpassed by the current Twelve Heavenly Sects, and it seems that it has not recovered its strength yet. However, the foundation is still there, but there is no master to guard it."

"Now three of them, Gua Xing Dao, Five Poison Sect, and Feihua Palace have rebelled against the righteous path of the world." Li Chunfeng said.

"It is reasonable for the Five Poison Sect and the Feihua Palace to rebel. These two schools are both good and evil, but how could the Gua Xing Dao be like this?" Xuan Ji became slightly interested.

"I knew that the senior was not an ordinary person. He indeed knew the secrets of the Five Poison Sect and the Feihua Palace." Li Chunfeng said.

"Stop flattering," Xuan Ji replied coldly: "What does China's general trend have to do with me? Whether this world is controlled by the righteous way or controlled by demons, no one can offend me."

"That's true," Li Chunfeng twirled his beard again and said, "Whether it's Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, or demons and demons, no one wants to provoke the most evil of demons who act according to their own will."

Xuan Ji was startled, then looked at her coldly: "Have you known my identity for a long time?"

"I just guessed it, and it seems to be correct. After all, those seven forces have been reborn. It makes no sense that the pink-skull blood demon from a thousand years ago has disappeared. No, the pink-skull blood demon was actually imposed by those who later followed the righteous path.

"Up." Li Chunfeng said without changing his expression: "I would rather call you Fairy Qianjie. This Zixuan Cave Zhaotian was obtained by beheading Gong Yu Zhenren back then."

Xuan Ji squinted her eyes, as if she didn't expect that anyone actually remembered her name back then.

"But you should understand that just because no one dares to touch you now, it doesn't mean there won't be any in the future. Just like a thousand years ago, you offended both camps. In the end, when the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism came to dominate the world, it was you who

The day he was imprisoned." Li Chunfeng continued.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Xuan Ji asked.

"Fairy Qianqing is extremely intelligent. You should know better than me how to do it." Li Chunfeng paused and then said: "But I do have some news to tell you when I come here. Maybe you are not interested in it either.

, but I think the young man next to you might be interested."

"Stop being so pretentious and tell me quickly!" Xuan Ji asked directly.

Xiao Lang was also startled. He had just thought that he was just a bastard. After all, there was no way for a young golden elixir cultivator like him to intervene in the conversation between these two ancestors. He didn't expect that Li Chunfeng would actually say this.

"The Burial Sword Villa is currently besieged by demons, led by the three families of Gua Xing Dao. I estimate that if the young master goes back now, he can collect the whole body of his brothers," Li Chunfeng said.

"Hmph, he has been expelled from the master now and has nothing to do with the Burial Sword Villa. Why, you still want to trick him into going back to the Burial Sword Villa to help?"

Xuan Ji did not want Xiao Lang to go to the muddy water, but before she finished speaking, she saw Xiao Lang rising with his sword and flying towards the west.

"Xiao Lang, you're crazy!" Xuan Ji shouted at Xiao Lang's back before she could stop her.

Seeing that Xiao Lang ignored him and flew further and further away, Xuan Ji turned her head and glared at Li Chunfeng, cursing: "Mr. Li, do you really think that I dare not kill you!"

"Fairy Pian Ping has indeed changed. In the past, you never talked much when you wanted to kill someone." Li Chunfeng's face did not change, and he still spoke kindly.

Xuan Ji's face was ashen, and she had already pinched out the magic formula in her hand.

Li Chunfeng said unhurriedly: "Thousands of years ago, you were unfettered. Of course, no one could do anything to you, and you didn't have to worry about anyone. But now, can Fairy Pian Ping still be free and unrestrained?"

Li Chunfeng looked at Xiao Lang's retreating back, and then said: "Li Chunfeng's death is not a pity. The fairy gave me this life back then. Now that the fairy wants to take it away, Chunfeng does not dare to complain at all."

"Hmph, I don't remember when I rescued you." Xuan Ji said, her murderous intention still lingering.

"Chunfeng was just an ordinary person at that time. Naturally, he didn't bother to remember the fairy's casual kindness." Li Chunfeng bowed to Xuan Ji again and said: "I just want to tell the fairy that if the old things happen again, even if the fairy doesn't care,

You have been sealed for a thousand years, but what about the people around you? You are no longer the happy person you used to be."

Xuan Ji's face was heavier than ever before, and she still couldn't use the magic formula she had made. She paused for a while, then slowly said to Li Chunfeng: "Go away, don't let me see you again!"

"It seems that the fairy has made a plan. In this case, Chunfeng will retire now. If there is any mission in the future, I will live up to the grace of saving my life." Li Chunfeng bowed to Xuan Ji until the end, and then left quietly.

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Xuan Ji was left standing alone on the top of Zigai Mountain, letting out a long sigh.

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Xiao Lang activated the Immortal Feather Technique, stepped on the Xunfeng Sword, and galloped towards the west.

Only one person and one sword were seen in the sky, and a thousand-meter-long long tail of light swayed under the blue sky. Regardless of the mountains and rivers beneath him, the man on the sword paid no attention to it, and was speeding along with his head down.

Although Xiao Lang is no longer a disciple of Burial Sword Villa, the life and death of the Villa has nothing to do with him. However, the leader, Feng Taoist, treated Xiao Lang well, and Xiao Lang owed him a favor.

Regardless of whether Feng Taoist expelled him from the villa voluntarily or out of necessity, Xiao Lang must return this favor.

What's more, the master who was so kind to him was still in the villa. Even if Xiao Lang didn't care about the life and death of other people, nor the inheritance of Burial Sword Villa, Yan Wunuo made Xiao Lang unable to sit idly by.

After staying in Zixuan Cave Zhaotian for such a long time, Xiao Lang had already asked Xuan Ji about the direction of Burial Sword Villa. Naturally, he didn't need to worry about anything else at this moment and could just concentrate on traveling.

But at his current speed, it would take at least four or five days to fly to the Burial Sword Villa. But after the four or five days, perhaps as Li Chunfeng said, he would have no choice but to collect the corpses of his brothers.

Xiao Lang gritted his teeth, but had no other choice. He only regretted that he was only 1 point short of physical strength, but couldn't use the Meteor Star Sword.

After flying non-stop for most of the day, although the mana consumption of the Immortal Feather Technique was not high and Xiao Lang himself had a very fast recovery speed, he still consumed all his mana and his speed suddenly dropped by 70 to 80%.

At this moment, a purple shadow shot straight towards Xiao Lang from behind. When he got closer, he realized that the person who came was actually Xuan Ji.

Xiao Lang didn't pay attention to Xuan Ji's worried look, and immediately scolded: "Nonsense, it's not safe to shine in the sky in Zixuan Cave now. If you come here too, what will Xiaowan and the others do?"

Xuanji didn't expect that Xiao Lang would dare to scold her. She was a little surprised, but then she said angrily: "Thank you for still thinking about Xiaowan, then why don't you bring them with you? Even if you don't want to, you still have to give them.

Let them explain."

"It's not like you don't know that this trip is extremely dangerous, how could I possibly take them with me?" Xiao Lang asked.

Xuan Ji said, "Since you know the danger, why did you run there alone? Are you in a hurry to die!"

"I am a stranger and will not die." Xiao Lang replied.

"Ha," Xuan Ji sneered: "You are so anxious to get rid of your feelings, not to save people, but to bury them together!"

"What does it mean to be buried with him? Of course I am going to save people." Xiao Lang said immediately.

"You are just a golden elixir cultivator, how can you save a fool?"

Not even enough to die."

Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had flown over so rashly, in fact, he could only go to be buried with him. Then he smiled bitterly and said to Xuan Ji: "Thank you."

Xuan Ji glanced at Xiao Lang and said, "Thank you for what. Thank me for making you realize that you are indeed crazy?"

"Thank you for not blocking my way, thank you for not pulling me back, and thank you for following me to save people," Xiao Lang said.

"I have no intention of saving anyone with you, I'm not interested." Xuan Ji muttered.

Xiao Lang didn't take it seriously. He understood that although Xuan Ji said so, if she didn't want to help him, she would have used many methods to force herself back into the cave.

"But what will Xiaowan and the others do? I really can't rest assured if you are not here." Xiao Lang said.

"It's okay, I made all the arrangements before I left. No one can break through the Kongming Realm. Even if they can, Shuang'er is still here." Xuanji replied: "I also explained it to Xiaowan on your behalf.

Yes, we will return in a few days."
To be continued...