In Su Twelve's sea of consciousness, his spiritual consciousness fluctuated and quickly condensed into a small, clear yellow sword.
Old Monster Huang works for the Demonic Shadow Palace. From the beginning, he has murderous intentions and naturally prevents the other party from escaping.
However, before the light of the sword came out, the voice of Miaobi Scholar suddenly came to his ears.
"Fellow Taoist, please lend me a helping hand!"
Su Twelve was slightly startled by the sudden sound, and was distracted for a moment. When he tried to take action again, under the cover of his spiritual consciousness, there was no trace of Old Monster Huang.
Su Twelve's expression remained unchanged, and he immediately dispersed the light of the divine sword in the sea of consciousness, and quickly turned to look at Scholar Miaobi.
But at this moment, the Miaobi Scholar was dragging his body with serious injuries, struggling to activate the magic weapon of the brush in his hand.
Peiran's true energy emitted, like a surging wave, pulling on two black wooden nails not far away.
And those two wooden nails were pointing in the direction of Shen Luoyan, who was going through a calamity in the distance.
Su Twelve raised his eyebrows slightly, moved his flying sword again, decisively chopped off the two wooden nails, and put them into his sleeves as well.
Then his eyes fell on the Miaobi scholar, and he suddenly became confused.
The old monster Huang made a sneak attack, but in his haste and because he was injured, it was impossible to exert too much power.
And he was completely unaware of these two wooden nails.
It's like, appearing out of thin air.
Before Su Twelve could figure out the reason, Miao Bi Shu Chang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What a hateful old man Huang. He is really vicious. He actually secretly left such a back-up move during the previous battle."
"It seems... he really doesn't care about the past friendship at all. He is really hateful!"
"If fellow Taoist hadn't appeared in time today, I'm afraid if we continue to fight, this move would definitely cost An's life."
Scholar Miaobi sighed aloud, but in a few words, he gave a reasonable explanation intentionally or unintentionally.
After saying that, he cupped his hands and clasped his fists, thanked Su Twelve, "My wonderful pen, Scholar An
Shang Feng, I would like to thank my fellow Taoist!"
The doubts in Su Twelve's heart were still there, but he did not argue with him. He smiled calmly and said: "Young Daoist An are so polite. With my fellow Taoist strength, even if I don't take action, I will definitely be safe!"
"No, it's a lucky thing that Mr. An, with his meager skills, has been able to hold on until now. If the fight continues, even if the old man Huang doesn't spare any backup, he will definitely die in his hands."
"Fellow Daoist, on the other hand, appears here at this moment and is even more helpful. Could it be that... he is also a friend of Daoist Shen?"
Scholar Miaobi waved his hand with a lingering fear on his face, and immediately asked Su Twelve again.
Su Twelve nodded and did not deny it, "Yes! Strictly speaking, Elder Shen is my former senior."
"Senior? If Mr. An's guess is correct, Fellow Daoist Daoist must be the same as Fellow Daoist Shen, a member of the Cangshan Yunge Sect in the past?"
"In the past, after the land of Cangshan was occupied by the Demonic Shadow Palace, and after the Yunge Sect was separated, many people met by chance, either as loose cultivators or to join other forces. Nowadays, the person with the most famous reputation is from the Yunge Sect. Song Zong, Su Twelve, who is known as the backbone of the Huanxing Sect."
"Could it be that... it's fellow Taoist? The Huanxing Sect has encountered threats of annihilation several times, but it was all Taoist friends who turned the tide and turned the world around at critical moments. Being so capable really makes casual cultivators like An admire them..."
Scholar Miaobi looked at Su Twelve and spoke repeatedly, as if asking, as if praising, and better yet, as if seeking confirmation.
Before he could finish speaking, Su Twelve shook his head and waved his hands, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist An misunderstood, I am Han Yu at Luofu Peak, not Su Twelve."
"Han Yu?" Scholar Miaobi was startled when he heard this, and two doubtful glances quickly flashed in his eyes, as if he was analyzing the truth or falsehood of Su Twelve's words.
Su Twelfth
He raised his chest and said, "That's right, I won't change my name when I go down, I won't change my surname when I sit down, it's Han Yu at Luofu Peak,"
"In the past, in Yunge Sect, Su Twelve was from the same sect as my fellow Taoist said. Strictly speaking, Su Twelve has to be called senior brother."
Su Twelve spoke seriously. He wanted to hide his identity, and naturally he was not just targeting people from the Shadow Palace.
Except for a few people who know everything, they should be careful to hide it in front of others, whether they are friends or foes.
As he said that, the corners of Su Twelve's mouth raised slightly, and there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes.
In terms of spiritual root qualifications, Su Twelve is naturally not outstanding, and even calling him average is a compliment.
But in just a few hundred years, he has cultivated to his current level, and he has the capital to be proud of.
Moreover, along the way, he has met countless geniuses.
Although he acts in a low-key manner on a daily basis, it is not difficult to imitate the arrogance of a genius.
Scholar Miaobi hurriedly cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Su Twelve's senior fellow apprentice Han. I took it for granted the next moment and admitted the wrong person. I hope fellow Taoist Haihan will do it!"
Although he still had some doubts in his heart, he was a smart man and did not show it.
Before Su Twelve could speak again, he changed the topic and complimented with a smile: "I can't believe that the Yun Ge Sect, which was unknown in the past, not only produced a top powerhouse like Su Twelve who was famous in Mu Yunzhou, but also
There are rising stars like fellow Daoist Han."
"As far as An knows, there was another elder named Shen Miaoyin in the Huanxing Sect, who also came from the Yunge Sect. In addition, there was also a casual cultivator Zhu Hanwei who was not bad in cultivation and was also a giant monk in the Nascent Soul stage.
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"If you include fellow Taoist Shen Luoyan, there will be five Nascent Soul giants appearing in one sect at the same time. It is really a land of crouching tigers, hidden dragons!"
Su Twelve raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a half-smile, "Oh? Has Junior Brother Zhu also condensed the Nascent Soul?"
?Fellow Taoist is quite familiar with the affairs of Yunge Sect, but Han has never known about this information!"
Scholar Miaobi smiled coquettishly and hurriedly explained: "Fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand. Mr. An occasionally heard Taoist Friend Shen mention it in casual conversations, so he knows a little bit about it."
"It seems... Elder Shen's relationship with Taoist friends is really good." Su Twelve nodded with a smile.
Scholar Miaobi smiled and said, "It's just a matter of drinking tea and discussing Taoism. It's an honor for An to get to know fellow Daoist Shen."
I wanted to inquire about the news, but after a few words of exchange, not only could I not confirm anything, but I was repeatedly questioned by the other party.
Immediately, I realized that the person in front of me might be arrogant, but he was also very experienced in dealing with the world, and he was by no means as simple as he seemed on the outside.
Knowing full well that too many words can lead to many mistakes, the scholar with a wonderful pen looked carelessly and did not ask any more questions.
Su Twelve did not continue this topic. He looked at Miaobi Scholar with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
After pondering for a moment, he rolled his eyes and said again: "Fellow Daoist An is seriously injured. I will help you stabilize your injury first."
After finishing his words, without waiting for the other party's reply, Su Twelve urged his true energy to gather in his palms and stepped forward to help him heal his injuries.
Scholar Miaobi's injuries seemed serious, and his cultivation level was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul stage, but Su Twelve's doubts were never dispelled.
The most important thing is that when facing this wonderful scholar, I have an indescribable feeling. I always feel that the strength of this person in front of me should be far superior to that of Old Monster Huang.
Although relying solely on intuition is not enough to explain anything, you have been practicing for so many years and have experienced so many dangerous situations.
Even Su Twelve's intuition was far sharper than that of ordinary monks.
At this moment of close contact, I have more doubts in my mind
There is a vague feeling that there is another mystery to the opponent's injuries and even his cultivation level.