Lin Xiao and others couldn't help but purse their lips and suppress their smiles.
In my heart, I felt that Ling Tian was really brave.
That's all.
Now he even worships an old beggar as his teacher. If word of this spreads, how can Feng Xuan lose his face?
I'm afraid Feng Xuan has never been treated like this in his life, right?
"Ling Tian, you are really looking for death!"
On the golden platform, Feng Xuan lowered his gaze, and the killing intent in his eyes was already boiling.
The terrifying coercion like a vast ocean gradually spread all over his body. In the late stage of Sanxian, Ling Tian could easily be crushed to death by just moving a finger.
Even if you have Taichu Martial Spirit, it is the same!
"Senior, accept me as your disciple!"
However, Ling Tian, who was kneeling on one knee under the golden platform, raised his head, looked at the dirty face of the old beggar, and smiled mysteriously.
How could he do it at will?
beggar?
Haha, Ling Tian didn't know how many times he had encountered a beggar.
Back then, beggars appeared in his eyes when he was selling medicine in Haiyue City, at the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce, in front of Taihua Zong, and during the martial arts competition in Dahuang Prefecture.
coincide?
How could this be a coincidence?
Where is this Jiucang Mountain Jintai?
Even under the golden platform, not everyone can rely on it.
But such a huddled beggar is here quietly.
Anyway, Ling Tian wouldn't believe this was a coincidence.
Moreover, the mysterious voice that sounded in his mind when he used Taichu Martial Spirit to deal with Qi Ying just now made Ling Tian suspicious.
So, he is gambling.
And it’s a sure-win bet, because this old beggar is no ordinary person!
This guy has definitely been following him since he arrived in this world.
This kind of apprenticeship was just because Ling Tian wanted to use Feng Xuan's hand to make this old beggar reveal his true form.
Seeing Ling Tian still kneeling there, looking like he was determined to become a disciple of a beggar, Feng Xuan could no longer bear it.
"How presumptuous! No one can save you in the Southern Region today. You must die!"
With a loud shout, Feng Xuan on the golden platform took action in shock.
The general trend sounded out of thin air, as if the heaven and earth were shaking. Feng Xuan did not see any movement, but all the warriors on Jiucang Mountain were frozen in place, unable to move.
And the general trend is pressing down on Ling Tian under the golden platform. It is conceivable that under this heavy pressure, Ling Tian and the old beggar will be exploded into blood mist in the blink of an eye, leaving no bones left!
"No, don't!"
In the crowd, Qin Mingyue and Ji Jiuyou, who was behind Grandma Yinkui, all exclaimed.
But with their current cultivation level, they can't do anything at all, they can only watch helplessly.
Lin Xiao was sweating profusely. Although he could reach out his hand at this time, he also understood that he could not save Ling Tian at all!
This guy is simply lawless and arrogant.
Anyone who dares to insult Feng Xuan in public like this, not even the Pavilion Master of Jiuxiao Yunhai Pavilion, can do it.
Seeing that Ling Tian under the golden platform was about to be killed instantly, Granny Yinkui and others even turned their heads away, unwilling to look any further.
Click!
However, an explosion sounded suddenly.
It was as if the mountain peak was shattering. Amidst the explosion, everyone looked down, but their eyes widened with incredible expressions.
At this time, Ling Tian and the old beggar were still safe and sound under the golden platform.
But the pressure of Feng Xuan's aura was directly shattered and dissipated!
The terrifying coercion formed by the Sanxian in the later stage was broken so easily?
"who!?"
"Who is pretending to be a ghost in our southern region? Come out!"
Feng Xuan was even more shocked and his scalp went numb.
Just at that moment, he clearly felt an extremely terrifying wave suddenly appear around him, and his pressure was shattered at this moment!
He had never discovered such a silent existence.
Even the twelfth island owner of Tianyuxian Island would never be able to do it.
It is even more impossible for the other three masters of the Immortal Platform.
Who is it?!
"Hiss, Taoist Qi Tian!"
"Senior Qi Tian, is that you?"
But at this time, the twelfth island owner suspended in the sky let out a cry of surprise, and then his figure flashed and fell from the sky. He stood beside the old beggar and Ling Tian and bowed in salute.
Such a scene made Feng Xuan and everyone else raise their eyebrows, and their hearts were spinning.
Even the island owner of Tianyu Fairy Island treats him with such respect?
Who is this?
The first person to calm down was Feng Xuan.
His pupils shrank, and sweat instantly flowed down his forehead, but he immediately put away all his pressure, rolled down into the void, stood with the island owner, and repeatedly held his hands.
"Senior Qi Tian, Feng Xuan was blind and did not know that it was you who came in person. Please forgive me, forgive me!"
On the golden stage, all the juniors were even more dumbfounded.
Who is this person?
Let Feng Xuan be afraid of being like this.
"Shut up, everyone!"
At this time, Granny Yinkui scolded her with an extremely solemn expression, "This person is the Taoist Qi Tian who is known as the leader of Sanxian!"
"His cultivation is unparalleled, he travels all over the world, and his head and tail are invisible. His appearance changes in many ways, and he often appears as a beggar. He is extremely mysterious."
"He has no sect and no door. He is just a casual cultivator. But according to legend, this senior's cultivation has reached the limit of being a casual cultivator, and he is a half-step to flying into the sky!"
"Even if you go to Tianyuxian Island, you will definitely attract all the twelve island owners to come out to greet you."
"On this human continent, there are only a handful of people who can rival him. I didn't expect that Senior would appear in Jiucang Mountain today. If I remember correctly, the last time Senior Qi Tian appeared was five hundred years ago.
, when the three clans of humans, lich, and lich are fighting.”
After Granny Yinkui finished speaking, all the descendants became silent and did not dare to discuss anything.
They all looked at the old beggar under the golden platform in awe.
Today's competition among hundreds of sects was not in vain. Not only did I see the Sword Immortal and Fengxuan.
Now even the capital of Sanxian has appeared.
It only appears once in five hundred years. Isn't this too rare?
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Suddenly, the old beggar curled up in front of Ling Tian let out a long laugh, pointed his dirty fingers at Ling Tian, and shook his head.
"You bastard, you have a very quick mind!"
"Did you know that if you worship the wrong mountain, you will be dead?"
Ling Tian was determined in his heart, knowing that this old beggar was no small matter, so he immediately handed over his hand again, "Ling Tian has always had a good fortune, and he can always meet noble people."
"Bah, I believe you?"
He laughed and cursed, but the old beggar still leaned against the rock and looked at the twelfth island owner and Feng Xuan.
"Master of the Cangwu War Palace, Feng Xuan, right?"
Feng Xuan was shocked, "Junior is here."
"You are so crazy. You almost destroyed all my bones."
"Oh, senior, you are really joking. How dare you, junior? With my little ability, I can't even scratch your itch."
"That's all, I don't want to talk to the old guys in Cangmang Palace." The old beggar ignored them and looked at the twelfth island owner again, "Hey, Manjiang kid, five hundred years ago in Xuanqiong Mountain outside the sea.
No, you’ve become the owner of the island?”
"Haha, I entrusted my senior to suppress the demon clan's Fuyin. I will be proud of my cultivation and break through to the late stage of Sanxian within five hundred years and become the island master."
It turns out that the owner of this island is named Manjiang, and he also participated in the war five hundred years ago.
"That's all, boring."
The old beggar waved his hands, very impatient.
"This guy looks good to me, I'll guarantee him."
"Do you have any objections?"
When the voice fell, the old beggar's face suddenly condensed. Man Jiang and Feng Xuan were like mountains, unable to stand up.