Chapter 517: Leaves falling in the wind(1/3)
Eastern Wilderness Continent.
Fengxi Sect.
The sky was dark, covered with dark clouds, and light rain was falling.
Just at this moment, Humanity Flood came out of the Peak Master's Cave of Honghuo Peak.
He stood on the edge of the cave, looking at the dark clouds with deep eyes.
"There is no sect within the sect, and there are all kinds of strange things."
"In the past, I thought the Fengxi Sect was as big as heaven and earth, but now it seems like it is nothing more than that."
"It's just that now I still have to compete with a group of hyena-like guys for the position of co-leader of Fengxi~"
Hong Yuan sighed in his heart.
He stretched out one hand to grab a splash of water.
But the rainwater slipped from his fingertips and ran away without noticing.
Some things are destined to be ungraspable and unstable.
In this case, don't blame him Hong Yuan for not talking about friendship!
Hong Yuan's eyes gradually turned cold.
Two days later, it will be time for Fengxi Cave to gather together.
At that time, all the saints and ancestors of Fengxi Sect will gather.
And if those guys from Tianji Pavilion want to plot his Fengxi magic, Fengxi sword and the position of co-master of Fengxi.
The day when Fengxi Cave and Heaven gather together is undoubtedly the best time to take action!
However, the position of co-leader of Fengxi is a major proof that Hong Yuan has stepped into the position of leader of the Tiangong. It is absolutely impossible for Hong Yuan to give in!
"boom--"
In the darker sky, suddenly there was a flash of thunder like a big snake, and a loud noise broke out.
Hong Yuan narrowed his eyes and felt the world of Fengxi Sect.
After half a ring.
He took out and held up the oil-paper umbrella, stepped out, and began to lay out.
As far as he knew, the old man, the only eighth-level martial saint swordsman in Fengxi Sect, tacitly allowed the three saints of Tianji Pavilion to launch an attack.
He had to make some backup plans to prevent the old swordsman from jumping over the wall in a hurry.
And using the sixth level against the eighth level sounds like a fantasy.
But Hong Yuan is different!
The world of enlightened people is definitely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
Moreover, his body is still a proxy for humanity. As long as he pays a sufficient price, he can exert some extraordinary power, which is quite reasonable!
…
Baile Restaurant.
The most famous and glorious restaurant in Fengxi Sect.
A meal here requires at least a thousand yuan stones, which is basically several years of worship for an ordinary formal disciple.
And if you add fine wine and delicacies and everything goes well, it will be even more extraordinary, enough to give a practicing disciple a headache.
However, Baile Restaurant offers such expensive prices, but it is always in short supply and overcrowded.
Logically speaking, such a huge benefit should attract many hyenas to share the food.
But Lejia has always been able to hold on to the handle and remain unmoved in all weathers.
Because we have Hongyuan as our backer!
"I'm going to give you a second-order Firebird flute, will you change it?"
"It's really unexpected. It turns out that the Cold Flame Crocodile can be combined with the five-tailed wind fox to create a five-tailed crocodile fox kite with dual attribute power!"
"I heard that the ancestor of the Le family was a master of music. It's a pity that she died three years ago."
"Isn't this just like the era when the Soul-killing Demon Emperor lived tens of thousands of years ago? I feel more and more that our current development is almost the same as the [Martial Soul Era]!"
"Well, raising a sound instrument is like raising a mistress. You must be patient and gentle at all times."
"Tsk, but if you really raise a brand-new musical instrument, you can go to the Refining Pavilion to exchange for contribution points. It would be great if you let me raise a fifth-level musical instrument."
"..."
Inside the Baile Restaurant, there was a huge buzz of people and excitement.
These Fengxi Sect disciples either exchange musical instruments and form their own fighting system, or they talk about secrets and enjoy them.
But in any case, the discussion about musical instrument music is the most important point!
Just outside Baile Restaurant on Qingshi Avenue.
A figure in a black monk's robe held an oil-paper umbrella and pursed her lips tightly.
He is the source of humanity!
"[Martial Spirit Era]..."
"Raising a sound instrument is like raising a mistress..."
The Wuhun Era is an era dominated by Wuhun.
Martial arts, supernatural powers, various arts, etc. must be performed through martial arts. Only in this way will it be easier to achieve your goals.
Martial spirits include animals, plants, and utensils. Martial spirits can assist people in their daily lives, and people with special talents can use them to practice and fight.
The soul path penetrates into almost every corner of the world, and the world is filled with traces of the soul path.
Nowadays, the human race also adopts this method, filling the world with traces of the sound path to help Shang Yaoqin reach the top.
It's just a matter of replacing the martial soul with a musical instrument.
The demon clan, on the other hand, is replacing the martial spirits with stars, so that the world will be filled with traces of the Tao of Taiyin, helping the Xuanguang Bridge to take another step forward.
"The ancestors of the Le family fell... did Baiwei also fall?!"
suddenly.
Hong Yuan accidentally learned the news and was in a daze.
how so?
Why didn't anyone tell him about Tang Baiwei's death?
Thinking of this, Hong Yuan's mind moved and swept directly over Lejia and Honghuo Peak.
A quarter of an hour later, he understood everything.
It turns out that Tang Baiwei died three years ago, and at that time he was in the endless sea and fighting on the front line.
After returning, due to the death of many saints such as the Great Sage Fengxi, the Fengxi Sect fell into an atmosphere of sadness and it was not appropriate to organize too many funerals.
For this reason, the Le family did not dare to disturb Hong Yuan, for fear of running out of affection!
The most important thing is that, except for Lin Yiru and Mo Yuer, Hong Yuan did not pay much attention to anyone else in Fengxi Sect!!
"Baiwei also died..."
Hong Yuan held the oil-paper umbrella tightly and stood alone at the corner of Qingshi Avenue.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
The heavy rain poured down and soaked the bluestone avenue.
Passers-by all walked in a hurry and left quickly.
Soon, Hong Yuan was left alone in the huge bluestone avenue, holding an oil-paper umbrella and standing still.
On the second and third floors of Baile Restaurant, some diners looked at the flow of rain and seemed to feel something. They looked up and down, but found nothing.
now.
Hong Yuan felt a little silent in his heart, surrounded by loneliness.
Suddenly, too sudden!
He didn't make any budget at all.
At this moment, the scene of getting along with Tang Baiwei suddenly flashed in Hong Yuan's mind.
First time I learned about Tang Baiwei.
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Tang Baiwei's first impression on Hong Yuan was that of a delicate female nun.
"Ayuan!"
To be continued...