Nanhuang, this is the pinnacle title of the prehistoric fairyland. (_) Mu Feiyang, who is called the direct disciple of Nanhuang, has rarely lost a battle since his debut. But in today's battle, he was defeated so completely.
And it made him extremely angry, and he couldn't believe that he would be defeated at the hands of a fledgling little guy.
"Kill!" The voice of the woman in the crystal skull was cold and affectionate.
Zhuge Buliang thought for a moment, and finally rushed forward and trampled Mu Feiyang under his feet.
His skill was only temporarily improved, and now he has offended Mu Feiyang. If he doesn't kill him, he will definitely suffer crazy revenge from him later.
"Ahem!" Mu Feiyang kept coughing up blood and said with a pale face: "Little brother, you don't want to be taken advantage of. If you let me go today, the grievances between us will be wiped out." [
"We have no grudges to begin with." Zhuge Buliang smiled brightly.
Mu Feiyang's face lit up and he said: "Yes, you and I are strangers to each other in the first place. It was all the instigation of that broken bone. Little brother, please don't listen to that broken bone's nonsense."
Zhuge Buliang narrowed his eyes: "But I can't guarantee whether you will fall out of favor later. To be on the safe side, I think it's better for you to die peacefully."
"You" Mu Feiyang spat out another mouthful of blood, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said with a ferocious expression: "Do you know what a stupid decision you made? Even if you kill me, there is no place for you in the Southern Territory.
land!"
"puff!"
Zhuge Buliang landed a fierce kick on Mu Feiyang's chest, trampling on his sternum.
"Ah!" Mu Feiyang shouted up to the sky, vomiting blood and his eyes almost bulged out, staring at Zhuge Buliang with hatred.
"Fuck!" Zhuge Buliang once again used the Sound Killing Technique. The sound waves converged into a sharp sword, which suddenly penetrated Mu Feiyang's eyebrows and strangled his origin completely.
The cold corpse collapsed on the ground, and Zhuge Buliang trampled it to pieces.
"Twilight Feiyang is dead!" "This man is so bold that he dares to kill the Southern Emperor's direct disciple!"
"It's not good, let's leave quickly! If he becomes murderous, we won't be able to escape!"
A dozen people quickly rose into the sky and flew in the direction they came from without looking back.
Zhuge Buliang did not catch up. He felt that his temporarily improved cultivation level had been slowly weakened. It could be seen that the hard-fought sound wave skill with Mu Feiyang just now consumed a lot of spiritual power.
"Sister, I've finished everything you asked me to do, you can leave." Zhuge Buliang said to the crystal skull.
The crystal skull detached itself from Zhuge Buliang's body and floated in front of him, with a sudden flash of divine light in its eyes.
"Ah!" Zhuge Buliang was startled and jumped out in a hurry. He knew the horror of the crystal skull. If he was hit by the divine light in her eyes, he would be knocked down a great level.
"Don't worry, I won't harm you." The crystal skull said.
"You just need to stay away from me from now on." Zhuge Buliang said bitterly.
"I'm afraid that won't work. Your blood is a better tonic for me, but you are too weak now. Sister, I am really afraid that I will suck you dry in one breath." The crystal skull chuckled and flew around Zhuge Buliang for two seconds.
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"Well then, please give me that unparalleled elixir and let me improve my cultivation." Zhuge Buliang spread his hands.
"Hmph, you're not too arrogant, little guy. With your current level of cultivation, a peerless elixir can burst you. Do you think everyone can refine the peerless elixir?" the crystal skull said disdainfully.
"I have provided you with so much blood and solved difficult problems for you. Don't you get any reward at all? This deal is not a good deal." Zhuge Buliang said.
The Crystal Skull fell silent, and after a moment, he snorted coldly: "Little guy, do you know who you are talking to? You dare to bargain with me."
Zhuge Buliang shrugged his shoulders and stood quietly aside.
Masters are all virtuous, and they always like to use this kind of chat to enhance their status and bully small people like this.
Suddenly, a streak of blood shot out of the Crystal Skull's eyes and penetrated into Zhuge Buliang's eyebrows. Zhuge Buliang broke out in a cold sweat. He thought the Crystal Skull was going to attack him and hurriedly checked his body. Fortunately, his own
His cultivation has not slackened.
"Don't worry, you have helped me, and I will not retaliate. I will cast a secret method in your body. You can have three chances to touch the secret method and temporarily improve your cultivation to a great level. It is enough to save your life."
The crystal skull said, then slowly rose into the sky and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.
The night wind blew, it was really a long dark night. Zhuge Buliang glanced at the place that had turned into a puddle of flesh and mud, and sighed. It seems that there will be a lot of excitement in the Southern Territory from now on.
It's dark and drizzling, and the weather seems to be particularly bad today.
Zhuge Buliang wandered for more than ten days and finally found a city that was not too big to settle down. He was thinking that he must get a map of the ancient fairyland. After all, the world was too big, otherwise it would be easy to get lost.
"I heard something. It seems that Nanhuang's direct disciple Mu Feiyang was killed."
"What! There is still someone who dares to touch Nanhuang's people. Who is so bold!?"
"I don't know, but it seems to be related to the crystal skull that Donghuang was looking for some time ago. According to witnesses, the person who killed Mu Feiyang was just a cultivator who had just entered the realm of Qingming. Later, he didn't know how to cultivate.
He suddenly improved and defeated Mu Feiyang with a magical power similar to sonic power."
"You're so brave. Almost no one in the Southern Territory dares to provoke Mu Feiyang."
"Xiao Xuannv Mu Yuchen was originally going to retreat. When she heard that her brother had been killed, she immediately dispatched most of the Xiaoyue Sect's disciples to search for the murderer in the southern region."
"The Southern Territory is so big, where to find it? It's like looking for a needle in a haystack."
In some taverns and inns, people gathered together in small groups and discussed what happened during this period.
Zhuge Buliang did not stay in this city for a long time. Although his identity could not be exposed so easily at present, for the sake of safety, Zhuge Buliang decided to escape.
In terms of strength, the most important thing at the moment is to find ways to improve it. At the very least, you have to enter the realm of Concentrating Spirit and Transformation into Cang, so that you can be qualified to compete with people from some great sects in the wilderness.
The drizzle is falling, and for some reason, this area is shrouded in mist and rain for twenty days a month.[
Zhuge Buliang rowed a small boat across the big lake. The whole lake was shrouded in mist and rain, and the green mountains and clear water in the distance gave it a unique artistic conception.
Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came, passing through the rain and fog, and reached Zhuge Buliang's ears. The sound of the flute was euphemistic and pleasant, like the sound of a fairy, which made people daydream.
"What a beautiful flute sound," Zhuge Buliang murmured. Although he didn't know much about the music, the flute sound could cultivate the mind and make people fascinated.
"Wow!"
The boat was sailing on the lake, and Zhuge Buliang left looking for the sound of the flute. Finally, he saw a woman in a purple dress standing on top of a small boat. The woman's back was to Zhuge Buliang, which was difficult to see.
When you look at her true appearance, you can see that this woman has a tall and graceful figure.
The woman in purple holds a jade flute in her hand and stands on her back. The beautiful sound of the flute is played by this woman in purple.
Zhuge Buliang glanced at her, and his heart suddenly moved. This woman had an unusual spiritual power fluctuation, but it was well hidden. If Zhuge Buliang hadn't been sharp, it would have been difficult to detect it. Moreover, Zhuge Buliang
It's completely unclear what the cultivation level of this purple-clothed woman is.
There always seems to be a layer of fairy mist around her.
The sound of the flute was ethereal, and Zhuge Buliang was intoxicated by it. The sound of the flute seemed to be integrated with the scenery in front of him. Suddenly, the sound of the flute changed slightly, revealing a trace of sadness. Even if Zhuge Buliang, a grown man, listened to
When I arrived, I couldn't help but feel sad and sad in my heart.
As the sound of the flute reached his ears, a graceful white figure appeared in Zhuge Buliang's mind, which he could not get rid of for a long time.
When the song ended, the woman in purple on the boat did not chase the god, but looked at the picturesque scenery in front of her and fell into deep thought.
Zhuge Buliang stood quietly not far away, still unable to recover from the sound of the flute.
After an unknown amount of time, the woman in purple suddenly said, "Sir, do you know the music?"
Zhuge Buliang was stunned for a moment, and then said in astonishment: "Are you asking me?"
"Of course." The woman in purple still didn't look back.
"Oh, this is okay, I don't understand it very well." Zhuge Buliang said blankly.
"Hehehehe" the woman in purple laughed, her voice was beautiful and sweet: "Although you don't understand the music, sir, you can understand the artistic conception in the flute sound."
Zhuge Buliang was even more shocked. How did the other party find out what he felt and thought just now?
"For whom did you shed that tear just now?" The voice of the woman in purple was ethereal, like the tinkling of spring water, and extremely beautiful.
"Friend" Zhuge Buliang replied.
The woman in purple didn't speak. After a moment, she sighed quietly, and the boat under her feet moved, carrying her away, and gradually disappeared into the mist.
For a long time after that, Zhuge Buliang wandered around the lake. Almost every day, he would see the purple-clothed woman and hear the purple-clothed woman's flute. Gradually, Zhuge Buliang found that he could always be there.
What do you feel in the sound of the flute?
In just one month, he found that his cultivation had made significant progress.
This must be an expert. Zhuge Buliang thought in his mind that the sound of the flute could be compared to the Enlightenment Scroll. It was really unbelievable. Could this woman in purple be a hidden master?
The boat rowed up, and here was the woman in purple. The woman in purple still had her back to him. For a month, Zhuge Buliang would see her every day, but he could never see her face clearly.
"Senior." Zhuge Buliang cupped his hands. Knowing that the purple-clothed woman's cultivation was unpredictable, Zhuge Buliang already had respect in his heart.
"Sir, you are very punctual today." The woman in purple's title remained unchanged.