As soon as the feminine voice took a step forward, the people around him immediately gave way to him. Only then did Feng Jinghong see the person in front of him clearly.
He has a standard appearance of a handsome man, but his pair of triangular eyes spoils the beauty a bit. His black clothes make him even more slender, and his skin is extremely fair, even a kind of sickly white. One hand is hidden in the black robe, and the other hand gently
Blocking it in front of his mouth, he walked toward Feng Jinghong with a swaying step.
"This little brother looks very outstanding, doesn't he? With his foundation-building strength, he actually came here one step ahead of me. I really admire him. I don't know what to call him. How about making friends?"
What?
Hearing the words of the feminine voice, except for the three young men named Emperor, the others turned around in unison and kept looking at Feng Jinghong as if they were looking at something rare.
"Feng Jinghong, I just relied on a bit of luck. I really don't take the word 'outstanding' seriously. But those three brothers came down much earlier than before. They must be among the best in the golden elixir period."
No matter how stupid Feng Jinghong is, he can't fail to hear the agility in this man's words. If he dares to recognize the word "outstanding" today, he will probably be attacked by all the golden elixir monks in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference in the future.
attack, so he immediately turned his attention to the three young men named Emperor. After all, they were all Golden Core Stage monks, and there was no way they would be jealous because he was a Foundation Establishment monk.
Sure enough, Feng Jinghong's trick to lure trouble to the east worked. As soon as his voice fell, everyone turned their attention to the three young men named Emperor, even the feminine young man from Xuanming Pavilion. A murderous look flashed across his triangular eyes.
He stared at the three of them fiercely.
"Of course! None of us are disciples of famous sects. It is normal for us to be strong, unlike you casual cultivators or those from small sects..."
For the first time, the young man in white robe felt that Feng Jinghong was a bit cute, and he admitted Feng Jinghong's words without any shame. The young man with the surname of Emperor didn't even have time to stop his anger.
Seeing the arrogance of the young man in white robe, the man in green frowned and took a few steps back, further away from Bai and Zi.
"Chu Wei, Brother Bai came out of the mountain for the first time, and he was very offended with his words. How dare we underestimate the masters of the golden elixir? We just relied on the shadow of the elders in the family and were familiar with the terrain, so we walked faster than Chu Wei."
In terms of strength, how dare the three of us say we are stronger than the reserve!"
When the young man surnamed Emperor heard what the young man in white robe said about Feng Jinghong taking the needle hidden in Feng Jinghong's cotton, his majestic face flashed with anger, and then he smiled faintly, while admitting that the three of them were disciples from the high sect, and threatened the elders of his family,
While comparing himself with many golden elixir masters in the field, there was no hint of arrogance.
His words made Feng Jinghong even more careful. Although the young man with the surname of Emperor could not see the strength of Jin Dan in the early stages, he believed that if he really took action, he would be more difficult to deal with than the white-robed young man who spoke unabashedly.
Ten times, a person who doesn't know how to hide his edge will sooner or later lose his edge.
Although the young man surnamed Emperor opened his mouth to explain, the golden elixir masters in the field did not take it seriously. In the eyes of most people, even though Feng Jinghong was amazingly talented and had peerless qualifications, she was only in the foundation-building stage.
They are not a threat, but the three young men with the surname of Emperor are different. Among monks of the same rank, who wouldn’t want to be the king of the same rank?
Therefore, as soon as Feng Jinghong finished speaking, everyone turned their attention to the three young men with the surname Di. Even though everyone knew that this was Feng Jinghong's self-protection strategy, no one felt disgusted, except for the three young men with the surname Di.
Beyond youth.
"Zhan is not talented. In the future, when the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is held, I will definitely learn a lesson from the three of you!"
The strong man who had had a quarrel with the feminine young man from Xuanming Pavilion snorted coldly, finished speaking loudly, and then nodded lightly to Feng Jinghong, dodged and threw himself onto the iron cable bridge due north,
Gradually the figure dissipated.
"Hey, my Xuanming Pavilion prides itself on being arrogant, but I don't dare to be as arrogant as you. In the future, during the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, I should ask you for advice."
The feminine young man followed closely behind the big man, said a sinister word, and jumped into the iron rope due south.
"I should also learn from you!"
"Chen is waiting for three of you in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference!"
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Immediately afterwards, the golden elixir monks who came behind on the stone platform all handed over to the young man named Emperor and left one by one. With each person who left, the young man named Emperor's face became colder, and Feng Jinghong and the three of them were left alone again.
When he was in person, his face was so cold that it was about to freeze, his eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and he was staring at Feng Jinghong.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Suddenly, the young man surnamed Emperor high-fived and said with a smile: "Brother Feng is extremely clever at killing people with a borrowed knife. The Emperor admires him. Brother Feng must come to the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference in the future. You and I should get close to each other then!"
No matter how stupid the white-robed young man was, he knew at this moment that he had been tricked by Feng Jinghong. He gave Feng Jinghong a fierce look, with a hateful look like a poisonous snake that was about to pounce at any time.
"Brother Bai, Brother Wu, let's go!"
After the young man named Emperor finished speaking, he turned around and flew into the iron cable due west, jumped a few times, and disappeared.
However, the man in Tsing Yi did not follow the young man named Emperor. Instead, he looked at Feng Jinghong with great interest, with a sincere smile on his face.
"This Taoist brother has been staring at me. I wonder what you can teach me?"
Feng Jinghong's powerful spiritual sense had already sensed which iron rope to walk. Only when he put his spiritual consciousness into the iron rope due east, he would feel a warm and comfortable atmosphere.
"My wife, Wu Pingfan, has met Brother Feng!"
The man in Tsing Yi spoke for the first time and actually raised his hand to Feng Jinghong.
"Don't dare! My younger brother Feng Jinghong has met Brother Wu."
Although Feng Jinghong felt Wu Pingfan's kindness, he would not be rude because of it, and quickly hugged his fists and returned the salute.
"Haha, Brother Feng is so polite. I want to go with Brother Feng. Is it possible?"
Wu Pingfan smiled slightly, and his charming smile was filled with natural affinity, which Feng Jinghong couldn't refuse.
"My little brother is not in a good state, I'm afraid I will miss Brother Wu's future."
"I wish to die!"
"Okay, please!"
When Feng Jinghong heard Wu Pingfan's firm tone, she turned around and walked toward the iron cable due east without any further refusal.
Wu Pingfan was speechless and seemed to have returned to his previous state of silence. He followed Feng Jinghong and stepped into the iron cable bridge due east.
"Brother Wu came here with the two people just now, why don't you leave together?"
After walking for more than a hundred meters on the bridge, Feng Jinghong finally couldn't help her curiosity and asked.
"Brother Feng, why did you say this? Brother Feng must have known it for a long time, right? Why do you need to ask me?"
Wu Pingfan suddenly smiled lightly, stared at Feng Jinghong, and said these words word for word.
Um?
Feng Jinghong's heart froze, and the consciousness that had been exploring ahead suddenly retracted, and he stared at Wu Pingfan with squinted eyes. He didn't know what Wu Pingfan meant by his words. Did he mean that he had guessed the conspiracy of the two young men named Emperor?
, or that he knows that he has divine consciousness.
If it's the former, it can only be said that he sees people accurately and has a unique vision, but if it's the latter, then this person's strength is definitely not as simple as the early stage of the golden elixir he showed. At least he can sense Feng Jinghong's consciousness.