In the dark night, a stream of light was as fast as lightning, running straight towards the Moon Watching Peak.
The aura on that man was extremely huge, and the clothes on his body billowed violently in the wind. His eyes were cold and exuded a faint killing intent. This man was none other than Zhao Wuji, the founder of Zhao Feimen's Yuan Ying period. After receiving the Immortal Tie
, because it was the critical moment of cultivation, he did not leave early, and waited until the cultivation was over before arriving overnight. Fortunately for him, the wedding banquet tomorrow was not delayed. When Zhao Wuji thought of what would happen if he could not reach the wedding banquet before
There was a twitching in his face when he saw the consequences.
Zhao Wuji increased his speed to the limit, and his figure flashed in the air and appeared a hundred miles away. As he flew, a young man suddenly appeared in Zhao Wuji's mind, and his eyes suddenly radiated endless anger.
Because of him, he was seriously injured, and it was difficult to recover. Over the past hundred years, he had searched for countless medicinal materials, and spent a lot of money to beg Liu Xiaoyao for the demon elixir that could kill the seventh-level demon beast, and then refined it into the legendary
The fifth-grade elixir in the book - Recovery Pill.
The recovery elixir is extremely powerful and can be taken by monks below the Nascent Soul transformation stage to return to their original state, no matter how injured they are.
In order to refine the recovery pill, Zhao Wuji spent almost all his wealth, and could hardly even raise the gift money for attending the wedding banquet. Although his cultivation level had recovered, whenever he passed by the Qitian Mountains, there would always be something in Zhao Wuji's mind.
I think of the figure of the person who hurt me. Every time I think of it, I get furious and want to cut him into pieces.
However, I heard from a friend some time ago that because Han Bin offended Dong Guang, he was hunted down and almost died, and finally escaped to another continent through ancient formations. The anger in Zhao Wuji's heart dissipated a little. Because he escaped to another continent
The continent was equal to death. He did not believe that a monk in the foundation-building stage could survive on other continents. Even if he could survive, he would never want to come back again.
Thinking that Han Bin was probably dead, a faint smile appeared on Zhao Wuji's lips. Suddenly, a voice suddenly came from the void not far away from him, "Old guy, what's the point of laughing here alone? If
If there are any painful things, you might as well tell them and let me know that I am happy..."
The moonlight shone on Zhao Wuji's body, and the smile on his face suddenly stiffened, and the look of horror in his eyes swept away. Without thinking, Zhao Wuji hurriedly stopped in the air, and emitted his spiritual consciousness to sense the surroundings. However,
, when his consciousness fell on the place where the sound came from, and found that no one was there, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he hurriedly patted the storage bag on his waist, and held out his magic weapon to block it in front of him.
As a strong man in the middle stage of Yuan Ying, Zhao Wuji has never seen anything in the world that can make him show such a look. You can see how frightened he is. Just imagine, what kind of situation can make a middle stage Yuan Ying spiritual consciousness radiate?
He couldn't detect the aura even under the influence. How powerful was the other party's cultivation. He subconsciously thought that a strong person who had transformed from the Nascent Soul must have appeared.
Zhao Wuji put away his spiritual consciousness, looked into the void where the sound came from, and then clasped his fists and said: "Senior, junior Zhao Wuji, I am just passing by here, and I have no intention of disturbing senior. Please let me go." These words were very meaningful.
Respectfully, when he was speaking, Zhao Wuji was always thinking about his disciple's attitude towards him, for fear of using the wrong tone.
"Haha..." the voice came again, "You are very obedient, I won't embarrass you today."
Zhao Wuji secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the other party was going to attend the wedding banquet just like him, so he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior." With that, he was about to use his escape technique and fly in the direction of Wangyue Peak.
Just then, the voice sounded again, "I didn't say let you go!"
After hearing this, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but be startled and said in confusion: "Senior, what are you..." He wanted to say what did you mean, but when he thought of the other party's identity, he swallowed the words he spoke.
. Despite Zhao Wuji's high level of cultivation, he has never seen a strong person above the first level. Although he has never seen it, he has heard from others that the temper of a first-level monk is very weird. If he says a wrong word, he will be killed.
He might kill him. In this case, even though Zhao Wuji had a thousand doubts in his heart, he did not dare to speak nonsense.
The voice did not sound. After a long time, until Zhao Wuji knew whether the other party had left, it suddenly sounded, "I see that your cultivation is good, but I didn't expect that you are a waste. How come you forgot what you just said!"
His voice paused for a moment, and then he sighed and said depressedly: "Look at my memory. I just said you were a waste, but why did I forget it again? Let me remind you again! You smiled so happily just now, are you in any pain?"
Tell me what happened to make me happy."
Zhao Wuji opened his mouth wide, with a different look in his eyes. Although he had heard that the transformation monk had a weird temper, he never expected that he would be so weird that he would like to hear other people's painful things. Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly in his heart, but the other party mentioned it
, if you don’t talk about the previous two paragraphs, don’t even think about leaving here.
Zhao Wuji's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, junior, let me be honest, if you can't make senior happy, please forgive me."
"Well! Just tell me what you have to say! As long as it makes me happy, I will reward you with some treasures later."
Zao Wuji didn't believe what the other party said, so he thought for a moment and said: "Back then, before I became an immortal, my family was very poor. At that time, I was weak and sick, and I was often bullied by the children in the village. One day, more than ten children surrounded me,
They beat me up, stripped me of all my clothes, tied me up, and dragged me to the wheat field..." When he said this, his face twitched. It was obvious that it was more difficult to wake up than he said.
Open your mouth.
"I don't like to hear this." The voice interrupted, "Tell me about something that annoys you! For example, you had a fight with a junior and thought you could kill him, but you ended up being seriously injured. Hmm! That's it.
I like to hear your story, don’t be stunned and tell me quickly.” At the end of the sentence, his voice became unusually cold, with a hint of murderous intent.
Zhao Wuji trembled, not daring to think too much, and hurriedly said: "A hundred years ago, I went to the Seven Heavens Mountains to kill a monk in the foundation-building stage. Just as the senior said, I thought I would kill him with just a raise of my hands. But the fight
When I tried to get up, the other party cast an ancient spell, seriously injuring me, and it was an injury that was difficult to recover from..."
"You're talking nonsense..." There was endless anger in the voice, "Since you were seriously injured and it's difficult to recover, why don't you look injured at all now?"
Zhao Wuji's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he did not dare to hide it, so he told the whole story of the incident.
After he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji's face became very ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, can you let me go?" He had never said this in front of others, but at this moment, he was forced to say it, which was equivalent to saying in front of others.
It was a loud slap on his face. However, when he thought that the other party was in the Nascent Soul transformation stage, he felt a little better.
"I can't let you go, but I can make you feel better once again."
Zhao Wuji was startled and said in astonishment: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"
In the void where the voice sounded, there was a flash of light, and a young man in black suddenly appeared. The kitten on his shoulder said: "My meaning is simple. I beat you unhappy last time. This time I will let you go."
How about you feel more comfortable, until your body is scrapped and your soul is gone?"
Seeing the sudden appearance of a man and an animal, Zhao Wuji's face darkened, and he subconsciously took a step back. Using the moonlight, Zhao Wuji saw the other person's appearance clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole body was suspended in the air as if he was electrocuted.
There was a sound, Zhao Wuji regained his composure, and said in a voiceless voice: "It's you!"
It was Xiao Hui who spoke before, and Han Bin didn't want to speak, but after hearing what the other party said, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it strange to see me?"
It was not because he saw the other party strange, but because the other party's method of concealing his aura was so strong that he thought Han Bin had become a strong person in the Nascent Soul Transformation Stage. You know, a hundred years ago, Han Bin was only in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and in such a short period of time.
Even if he succeeded in conceiving a baby, let alone reaching the first level, Zhao Wuji would not be able to believe it.
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji discovered that Han Bin's aura was not as strong as he thought, and his heart skipped a beat. Thinking that he had already become enemies with the other party, even if he said compliments, he would not be able to survive. He simply gritted his teeth, and his spiritual consciousness came out, boldly
He was cruising over the opponent's body. When Zhao Wuji discovered that Han Bin was only at the Golden Core level, he was slightly startled, and then burst into laughter.
Zhao Wuji said coldly: "I thought you had really reached the first-level realm, but I didn't expect you were only at the Golden Core stage. No matter how good your concealment skills are, you can't even think of leaving alive today." His spiritual consciousness
Locked firmly on Han Bin, even if Han Bin hides his figure, he can still find the opponent's location immediately.
Han Bin had no intention of hiding any more. A look of disdain flashed through his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Hui on his shoulder snorted coldly and spoke first: "Do you think we need to hide our body when we kill you?
?" Xiao Hui's voice was not loud, and his words were full of contempt, as if in its eyes, Zhao Wuji was like an ant that could be crushed to death with just a move of his fingers.
Such disdainful words were equivalent to a slap in the face of Zhao Wuji. He was furious and said angrily: "A level four monster dares to be arrogant in front of me. Have you forgotten that you almost died in my hands last time?"
?" At this point, he paused and changed the topic: "Don't say I'm bullying you, just show me your ancient magic weapon! I want to see how many more times you can use it..."
Regarding the Qinglong Phantom, despite what he said, Zhao Wuji was extremely worried in his heart. If Han Bin really sacrificed that magic weapon, he wouldn't know how to fight at all, so he turned around and ran away. The reason why he said this was just to see,
Can Han Bin still sacrifice that magic weapon? As long as he doesn't sacrifice that magic weapon, he can cast a spell and kill him with lightning speed.
This time, before Xiao Hui could speak, Han Bin snorted coldly: "I don't need to sacrifice a magic weapon to kill you."
Xiao Hui didn't speak first, feeling a little unhappy and shouted: "Yes, using a magic weapon to kill you is an insult to the ancient magic weapon."
Zhao Wuji could still control his emotions at first, but when Xiao Hui finished speaking, he couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily, "Looking for death." After saying that, he pinched the magic weapon in his hand and fired a burst of spiritual power at the flying sword in front of him.
The flying sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light and made a buzzing sound, as if it was breaking away from Zhao Wuji's control and trying to kill Han Bin on the spot.
Han Bin frowned, and just about to cast a spell, Xiao Hui said: "Boss, you don't need to do anything with this kind of thing, let me do it." Its figure flashed, left Han Bin's shoulder, and appeared in front of Zhao Wuji.
, snorted coldly: "Old guy, if I want to praise you, you are like an ant in my heart. If I kill you, all I have to do is move my fingers."