On this day, when Bei Taixuan, Dong Prince, Nan Xuyang and his disciples left, Ningyan Pavilion was no longer calm, the second south gate was no longer calm, Yunyaxuan was no longer calm, Tiantan Sect was no longer calm, and the entire Xifeng became no longer calm on this day!

Everyone was chanting that the red tassel spear was obtained by Lei Xiao, everyone was discussing why the Wanjian Peak disappeared, and everyone was speculating whether the Longevity Flute was obtained by these Wanjian Peak disciples.

No one seemed to know where the Flute of the Eternal Life went, because they saw the Flute of the Eternal Life from these disciples. They didn't know that Mo Yiming put the Flute into its bag of rivers. He was not the kind of high-profile person, but when it was high-profile, he was not a human! He was a kind of person who was still, and he was shocking! He even wanted to practice the Flute of the Eternal Life thoroughly before he faced the Flute of the Eternal Life to the world.

"Do you know? This trip to Wan Jianfeng is really cool! The Master Yichen fought with the Lord of Beifeng and fought with the Lord of Dongfeng and!"

At some point in the market, there was a man with excitement and speaking loudly at this moment. Around him, there were some curious monks in Xifeng, paying attention and listening with scruples.

"You must have never imagined it!" The monk who was telling the story now had a strong uplift on his face, and the scene that happened today echoed in his mind. He couldn't calm down for a long time, and seemed to be immersed in the scene that was so heartbreaking today.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

This person was very good at stoking his appetite. When he was halfway through, he stopped talking, which caused the monks around him to ask eagerly.

"As a result... Master Yichen defeated the Lord of Dongfeng Peak with one move!"

"Wow...so amazing!"

This person's words caused an uproar in the surrounding cultivators. They did not expect that Yichen's cultivation would be above the Lord of Dongfeng Peak, because they all knew very well that Xifeng was at the bottom of the four peaks. In their past, they thought that the cultivation of Yichen Sect Master was not as good as that of other peak masters. But at this moment, they seemed to understand something and knew why Xifeng was not occupied by the other three peaks.

"There are something you would never imagine." The man said, pausing again.

"Tell me quickly, there is something we can't think of, don't suck your appetite."

"Yes, say it quickly."

After this pause, it immediately caused "public outrage".

The man made a stop gesture and said, "Don't be anxious, let me calm down my excitement at this moment."

"You don't know. Even the Bei Taixuan, the lord of Beifeng Peak, is not an opponent of the Yichen Sect Master!"

"You brag about it, the Lord of Beifeng Peak is actually no match for Master Yichen."

Many people began to question this person's words. After all, Beifeng is an insurmountable existence for them.

"I prove that what he said is true." At this moment, a voice came from outside these people, which made these people subconsciously look at a monk about thirty, and they all clasped their fists and bowed: "Senior Sister Wuyan."

Wuyan, a disciple of Yunyaxuan, has eight levels of cultivation. He is also a person with status in Yunyaxuan. He is not beautiful, but he is extremely cold. He usually treats people seriously, never lie, and hates others lying the most, and will not exaggerate it.

Wuyan continued: "This time we traveled to Wan Jianfeng, we did gain a lot of money from the West Peak, and Lei Xiao from the back mountain obtained the Red Tassel Spear."

Wuyan's words made everyone feel uproar, and he said, "Is Bei Taixuan so angry? Is Prince Dong very unwilling? Is Nan Xuyang speechless?"

Wuyan's expression was as serious as ever, and he said, "I don't know this, I just know that all this is true."

After Wuyan finished speaking, he left the crowd and walked straight to the depths of the market.

As Wuyan left, these people's eyes turned to the monks who had spoken before. In their opinion, what they were looking forward to was the ugly expressions of Bei Taixuan and others. After all, Bei Taixuan devalued Xifeng's disciples as worthless, and they had long hated Bei Taixuan to the core. Now Lei Xiao gave them a breath.

"Bei Taixuan's expression at that time can be described as ever-changing."

"There is also Prince Dong. Prince Dong usually looks down on our disciples in Xifeng..."

"Yes, Nan Xuyang, what about Nan Xuyang's fence-bearing grass, this time I leaned over there?"

...

The discussions of a group of people gradually drifted away. At this moment, at the south gate of the West Peak, Yun Zhuan looked surprised. He had to admire the performance of the back mountain today, thinking that the back mountain was indeed different. Deep in his heart, he was also hinting that he would still keep a little distance from the back mountain in the future.

As for the Temple of Heaven Sect, Hun Xuanji not only did not feel any excitement, but felt uncomfortable in his heart. He hated the back mountain to the core. This time, the back mountain achieved such achievements, which made him feel that his disciples were even worse than the back mountain. After a few breaths, he was unwilling to accept his face and turned into a rainbow and disappeared into the Temple of Heaven Sect, galloping towards the distance.

At the same time, after Hun Xuanji ran out, at a certain place on the Xifeng Mountain, Yichen frowned slightly and followed Hun Xuanji silently. Until he saw Hun Xuanji galloping towards the North Peak, Yichen stood in the distance, with regret in his eyes and pondered: "I didn't expect that the traitor was you..."

At the same time, in Nanshan Seoul, Zhang Yuanwai's business was booming. Zhang Xiaopang's mother was managing the business in the store. Every customer came in, her face was filled with pride and said, "You don't know that my son has reached the fifth level of Qi Gathering in Xifeng."

Many people felt it was incredible after hearing this. Before that, they thought Zhang Xiaopang was a playboy disciple and did not expect such changes to happen after entering Xifeng.

Looking at the eyes of these people, Mrs. Zhang continued, "But, compared to his senior brothers, it is insignificant. You don't know that his two senior brothers are about the same age as him, one is Lei Xiao and the other is Mo Yiming. Their cultivation levels have reached the ninth level of Gathering Qi! They are the genius of Xifeng!"

Mrs. Zhang's words caused an uproar and began to express all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred: "No wonder Xiaopang's cultivation has improved so quickly. It turns out that there are two genius senior brothers to take care of him."

"Of course, Xiaopang is there, thanks to the care of those senior brothers." Mrs. Zhang did not deny Zhang Xiaopang's cultivation, which is closely related to Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao.

The names of Zhang Xiaopang, Lei Xiao and Mo Yiming were spreading quickly in Seoul.

I originally thought that the entanglement between Mo Yiming and Qian Jincai disappeared. But as Mo Yiming and the other three appeared again, some scheming people immediately began to rush towards Yangcheng.

At this moment, in this Yangcheng, the Qian Mansion has no financial reserves, which is not as good as before. The people in the mansion should leave and disperse.

During these days, Qian Jincai has not heard from Mo Yiming. His hatred for Mo Yiming has become stronger and stronger over time. He sat in Qian's mansion all day long, spreading his hair.

During this period, he also tried to reorganize the Qian Mansion, but because of the lack of funds, most of his partners had left him. At this point, the Qian Mansion's shops have closed down a lot. If this continues, the Qian Mansion will go bankrupt sooner or later. Even in Nanming City, the attention to the Qian Mansion is not as good as before.

Two days later, a simple man rushed to Qian Mansion with excitement. After seeing Qian Jincai, he couldn't wait to say, "Mr. Qian, I know where Mo Yiming is."

Hearing this, Qian Jinjin's body trembled, he suddenly stood up, angry, and immediately asked, "Speak quickly!"

The man said, "He is at Xifeng!"

Qian Jincai narrowed his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth, and said, "No wonder he hasn't heard from him for so long. It turns out that he has been hiding in the West Peak!"

The man spoke tremblingly and said, "The bounty matter of Qian Yuanwai..."

Qian Jincai smiled slightly, but his smile was not as friendly as it was. Instead, it showed cunning, making people shudder after looking at it.

This person seemed to have guessed something. He was about to beg for mercy, but he saw Qian Jincai stretching out his five fingers, and a force of cultivation came out from his palm, binding his body.

Qian Jincai's current expression looked like a demon: "Borrow? Do you think I still have a bounty now!"

Qian Jincai roared and grabbed his five fingers, the person's body thumped and exploded directly.

"Mo Yiming, I want to kill you!"
Chapter completed!