Ye Xiaotian was a little surprised, is he really a master?
He remembered that the last time he saw this kid, his cultivation and physical body seemed to be the same. He never thought that it had just been a while, and he had just passed through the Tianxuan Sect, and he had made a qualitative leap.
This disciple, Mr. Sang, is very discerning in his selection!
Well, even if people jump a little bit, but sometimes they win by surprise, it's not bad?
He thought about the situation in tears. If Xu Xiaoshou hadn't been so out of tune, it would have been really difficult for someone else to break the situation.
"Okay, you two go back and hide quickly. It's an emergency in the Spiritual Palace now. Don't come out easily." Ye Xiaotian came back to his senses and looked at the man and woman in front of him and said.
The matter of Tears and Two Lines has been resolved, but if you really want to count the blind man, he can only be said to be a little person at the level of a master.
The guy who appeared at the gate of the Spiritual Palace and the masked man who disappeared secretly are the top priority.
Buzz——
As if to confirm what Ye Xiaotian said, the spiritual palace formation suddenly flashed, and there was a feeling of the world being shattered.
Xu Xiaoshou felt a little flustered and nodded quickly, watching Ye Xiaotian leave the place with the unconscious people.
Presumably he should have gone to the gate of the array to assist Elder Qiao and the others!
"What kind of guy needs to dispatch so many thrones and still can't win it?" Xu Xiaoshou felt a little frightened. The strength of this "Saint Slave" is really explosive...
"Where are we going?" Mu Zixi looked at her senior brother in confusion. She wanted to return to the spiritual site, but she felt that the spiritual site was no longer safe.
"Have you recovered from your fever?" Xu Xiaoshou did not reply, but probed her forehead, and was surprised to find that the girl had really recovered from her health. This...
"Are you kidding? You have a fever that is unexplainable."
Mu Zixi shyly pushed his hand away, "What's the fever?"
"you do not know?"
The little girl looked confused.
Xu Xiaoshou was speechless for a moment. It seemed that this girl really didn't know?
He thought of Mu Zixi's glare when he solved Ye Xiaotian's dilemma. If it hadn't been for that glare, it would have been difficult to reverse the situation.
"Do you have any stories?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.
"What story?" Mu Zixi blinked, still confused.
Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and sighed, giving up struggling. He really couldn't tell whether this girl was real or just pretending.
"Forget it, let's have a drink together if we have a chance."
Mu Zixi: "..."
"I'm not yet a minor!"
Xu Xiaoshou looked up and down, "Haha, you can see it."
"..."
"Being cursed, passive value, +1."
"Let's go, first go hide in the Lingzang Pavilion and see if the dead old man is there." Xu Xiaoshou looked at the Linggong Formation in the sky where the frequency of flickering was gradually increasing, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
"I hope nothing big happens!"
…
Tiansang Ling Palace stands on the top of the mountain range, in the most beautiful place in the county. The gate faces east, absorbing the purple energy of heaven and earth, and nourishing the Qi of the Ling Palace.
This mountain is surrounded by fairy mist and flying cranes. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed a fairyland-like existence.
Spiritual refiners, to ordinary people, are enlightened immortals.
But at this time, under the mountain range at the entrance of the Spiritual Palace, there were a group of wailing gods and gods lying everywhere.
——Major law enforcement officials!
In the midst of the mournful people, an old man with a slightly stooped back walked slowly.
He looked like an ordinary old man who often went out into the mountains and forests, carrying a pole and a small iron ax on his waist.
If there is anything missing, it might be that there are two loads of firewood missing from the front and back of the pole!
However, when everyone lying on the ground saw him walking by, they all moved out of the way in fear. Looking at this kind-faced old man, they seemed to have seen the most terrifying nightmare.
The old man had a friendly smile on his face. The mountain road was rugged but his steps were as fast as flying. He used a pole to pull a man in black who was about to try to get up again into the ground, and then he smiled heartily.
"You little brats are pretty good. You can achieve such cultivation at such a young age. You have a promising future!"
"I think back then, when I was your age, I didn't know how to do anything."
"I hold an ax and go up and down the mountain to cut firewood every day. I work hard to make a living. Oh, think about it now..."
With a nostalgic expression on his face, he said in a condensed tone: "I really miss the days when I didn't have to fight and kill!"
A man in black with a face as swollen as a pig's head hurriedly crawled away from his path, but because he climbed too slowly, he was lifted directly into the sky by a pole.
boom!
The figure fell to the ground and dust rose everywhere.
Everyone's heart trembled, and they couldn't help but look at themselves. All of them were either fat or bloated...
It’s all thanks to that carrying pole!
The old man stopped. He had reached the top of the mountain, and there were five people standing in front of him.
Xiao Qixiu, Qianzhi, Jiangbian Yan, and two gray-haired elders of the spiritual palace.
Five thrones!
"Haha, what a pity, what a pity..."
Facing the awe-inspiring five people, the old man actually laughed out loud. He casually placed the pole on the ground, but even the spirit palace formation was shaken.
"What's the pity?"
His face was solemn as he moved into his new home. The intimidation this old guy gave people was really terrifying.
He finally understood why Xiao Qixiu wanted to call people. I am afraid that even if the five of him join forces, they may not be his opponents!
"What a pity for those two..."
The old man pointed at the two gray-haired elders and said: "How come these two young men have gray hair at an early age? This is not a pity, what else is there to pity?"
Everyone was dumbfounded after hearing this, young man?
He actually called two elders young men. They must be old people who have lived for hundreds of years. This old man...
Did he say that on purpose, or did he really qualify to be called a young man compared to his age?
The two elders were instantly angry. This was the first time they had seen such an arrogant person. Do they really think that when they grow old and their hair is still black, they can do whatever they want?
"Don't take action!"
Xiao Qixiu stopped them in time and turned his head to look at Jiang Bianyan, "Does Master Jiang know this old man?"
Jiangbianyan has been identifying it for a long time, but still can't find any clues.
Originally, as the master of the branch hall of the Holy Temple, his connections and experience were so vast that he could know all the thrones in the continent, not to mention more than half.
But he had no impression of the person in front of him at all.
"I don't know him. I've basically known the throne in the past hundred years, but this person..."
"Haha, nearly a hundred years?"
The old man's laughter interrupted Jiang Bianyan's words and continued: "I may have been living in seclusion in the mountains and forests for more than a hundred years. Do you recognize the people from a hundred years ago?"
He was carrying a pole with an expectant look on his face, as if he was very concerned about whether any of his descendants still recognized his reputation.