"That's what Yan Yuyue said. When she was breaking into the Icefield Evil Cave, I happened to escape... passing by there, I helped her a little and chatted for a while."
When Lin Jinghao said this, he sighed slightly. Ninety-nine percent of the conversation was about Wang Meng. Waiting is a kind of loneliness. Loneliness often makes people become less like themselves.
Just like Li Tianyi and him, if the two of them hadn't become unlike themselves, how could they be walking together, and how could they have such things to talk about?
Li Tian nodded, a fire rising in his heart, always feeling that he had to do something before Wang Mengfei came to the Great Thousand Realm.
At this time, the city is not closed.
Lord Buxiu lost his artifact. Although it was secret, it was clear to the experts. The city of Buxiu was no longer suppressed by the artifact, and Lord Buxiu was also seriously injured.
A radical change is brewing.
At night, countless masters, riding sword lights of various colors, rushed into the Lord's mansion of Venerable Fuxiu.
Venerable Buxiu was angry, "Who dares to break into my mansion and doesn't want to live anymore?"
"Haha, Mr. Fuxiu, without the divine weapon, who are you? Come out quickly and let me give you a death. If you die by my sword, you will die with honor."
A hoarse voice let out an unpleasant laugh.
"Sha Xingjian! So you're not dead yet!"
"If you don't die, how dare I die first?"
The hoarse voice became vicious, "How many sword cultivators have you killed with your divine weapon over the years? Today is the day of atonement for you."
"Bah! We are all evil cultivators. How dare you talk about sin and atonement?" Venerable Buxiu said angrily.
"Want to delay time? Kill!"
Sha Xingjian's eyes were fierce, but he saw through Venerable Buxiu's plan and wanted to use words to delay time and create an opportunity to escape.
Hundreds of sword lights turned into hundreds of rainbows, with a fierce and killing power, blasting towards the residence of the Venerable Buxiu.
Boom...
Master Fuji broke through the roof and rushed out. His figure of half a man's height erupted with fierce tongues of fire, "Death!"
With a macro magic formula, countless tongues of fire were seen, burning towards the hundreds of sword lights.
"Without the artifact, you are just a scumbag with ten thousand lives. Go to hell!"
With a crackling sound, Sha Xingjian's body suddenly exploded, and a sacred sword flew up from behind his head, and the power of 20,000 lives flowed and condensed on it.
"kill!"
The corners of Venerable Fuji's eyes twitched. Ten thousand lives? He originally had more, but in the forbidden area of Fenglin Huoshan...
Sighing, facing Sha Xingjian's attack that was twice as powerful as him, he could only close his eyes and wait for death.
But, at this moment, a more ferocious force rose from the ground.
Boom!
The Hongfa Holy Statue, however, was a huge Dharma Statue that was tens of feet tall and soared into the air, punching the Rainbow Sword Holy Statue transformed from Sha Xingjian.
Sha Xingjian's expression changed drastically, and the Rainbow Sword Saint statue twisted, but it narrowly avoided the fist of this huge statue.
"Xie Fist Yin He, what do you mean?"
"Qi Xin Sect is doing business, and those who have nothing to do with it will leave." At this time, a cold voice came.
Sha Xingjian's face was twisted. Today is the best time to kill Lord Buxiu. If you miss today, it will be difficult to have such a good opportunity again.
However, the Qixin Sect is one of the three sects, six religions and twelve sects, and one of the iron laws of the universe. You must not mess with such a behemoth. Not only will you die, but also anyone you know who has anything to do with you.
People, even strangers who have casually said hello to you, will be exterminated.
It is so cruel to offend three sects, six religions and twelve sects. Even if there is great hatred behind him, he can only endure it at this time.
There is a popular saying in the world: The three sects will destroy their families, the six sects will use the soul lamp, and the twelve sects will ruthlessly destroy them.
Three in a row!
It is enough for people to understand that they should never mess with people from the Twelve Sects. The three sects just wiped out the whole family, and the six sects only caught me and lit the soul lamp and tortured them for eternity. But the ruthlessness of the Twelve Sects has no limit.
Sha Xingjian turned around and drove the sword light, then flew away. Hundreds of sword cultivators also scattered in all directions. They didn't even leave in one direction. It was obvious that they were deeply afraid of Qi Xin Sect.
However, there was no happy expression on the face of the saved Master.
"Your Majesty."
boom.
A column of green smoke exploded from the sky, and two people walked out of it.
One person was the evil fist Yinhe who had previously erupted the macroscopic statue of the Dharma. He was thin and tall, and was completely opposite to the dozens of feet of the Dharma statue.
The other person is a young monk, with starry eyes and sword-shaped eyebrows, an elegant figure, and long hair spread out, moving with the wind. There is a faint black demonic energy wrapped around it, with endless demonic power, and he is not angry but has power.
When Venerable Buxiu saw this young monk, his face twisted a few times. Finally, he stepped forward, bowed his hands, and bowed to the end, saying, "I have met the young master of the Qixin Sect."
Before today, unless the sect leader of Qi Xin Sect came in person, he would never look good, just a young sect leader. However, at this moment, having lost his divine weapon and being seriously injured, Venerable Buxiu could only grovel.
The young master of the Qi Xin Sect, whose surname is Zong Ming Yu, smiled slightly at this time and said, "Sir, why is it necessary to be so generous? Zong has come here and has no thoughts about the venerable. He just wants to know... the whereabouts of Lin Jinghao."
"this……"
"Didn't the Venerable's divine weapon be destroyed by Lin Jinghao? The Venerable followed our elder He Yaoguang, but it was clearly seen by our eyes and ears."
Zong Yu's voice was calm, but the threat in his words made Venerable Buxiu feel chilly in his heart.
"The person who broke my artifact was not Lin Jinghao, but someone else."
"Oh?" Zong Yu's eyes moved slightly, signaling the Venerable Buxiu to continue speaking, with a condescending attitude emerging spontaneously.
Lord Buxiu lowered his head, not daring to let anyone see the resentment in his eyes, so he recounted the situation of the battle with Li Tianyi.
"A sword?"
"Yes, it only took one sword to destroy my Hongfa Burning Sun Icon."
"Who is this person?" Zong Yu showed interest in his eyes.
"This person... claims to be Li Tianyi of the Holy Church."
"Haha, I heard that Venerable Buxiu's tracking ability ranks among the top ten in the entire universe. Why don't you, Venerable, lead the way for me?"
"This..." Venerable Buxiu beat the drum in his heart. The Qixin Sect had a bad reputation. Cooperating with the Qixin Sect was even more terrifying than seeking the skin of a tiger.
"What? Doesn't His Holiness want revenge?"
Jinchuan Lingyuan, here is an endless grassland, with wisps of golden brilliance in the vast land.
These golden lights are from a kind of grass called Jinchuan. Jinchuan Lingyuan is named after this grass. Jinchuan grass is an excellent material for making elixirs and neutralizing medicinal properties.
However, at a glance, it seems that everywhere is glowing with golden light. In fact, it is not easy to find these irritating Jinchuan grasses. Those golden lights are the disguise of these Jinchuan grasses. If you follow the golden light, you will find it most of the time.
You will only return in vain.
Hu Jing here...is an exception.
Every time I pull it out, I don’t know how many handfuls of Jinchuan grass it is.
This made the monk Xu Lejia who was leading the way speechless. Miracle, this is really a miracle.
Hu Jing glanced at the shouting Xu Lejia lightly. In fact, she didn't need any guidance. However, before entering Jinchuan Lingyuan, she conveniently took Xu Lejia from the hands of a group of vicious monks.
After being rescued, Xu Lejia insisted on repaying Hu Jing by leading the way to Jinchuan Lingyuan.
According to Xu Lejia, the reason why he got into trouble before was because he was good at finding Jinchuan grass and had a set of skills. The other party wanted to take away his skills.
Obviously, Xu Lejia thought that Hu Jing came to look for Jinchuan grass. There were many monks who came to Jinchuan Lingyuan who did not sing about Jinchuan grass.
As they traveled farther and farther, when Hu Jing was bored, she pulled out some Jinchuan grass and played with it. She thought that this kind of alchemy material might be useful to Wang Meng when he came.
Gradually, Xu Lejia also turned a blind eye. What else could he do? His little secret method of finding gold could not repay the kindness of others for saving him.
Xu Lejia is a simple-minded person. How can he not repay a favor? He cannot do such a shameless thing.
However, being idle all the time made Xu Lejia a little frustrated. What kind of repayment was he doing?
"Fairy... have you heard of the Templars and the Star Alliance, which are the most popular groups recently? Now they have another title, the Ascension Sect. None of these guys who have ascended from the Small Thousand Worlds are weak..."
"However, I always feel that the rumors are exaggerated. It may be because the Holy Demon Mingren is too strong, so everyone thinks that all ascended people are strong. In fact, it is just a lie..."
"According to the latest rumors, both the Templars and the Star Alliance are waiting for someone, and they don't know who they are waiting for..."
Xu Lejia could only use some new news to temporarily relieve his depression. Judging from the fairy's expression, she seemed a little moved. She must have never heard of the news.
Just as he was talking enthusiastically, Xu Lejia's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally found the reason for following him. He coughed, stepped forward and called Hu Jing, and said: "Fairy, if you go further, you will reach the Jinchuan Spiritual Forbidden City.
Let’s move in another direction.”
Hu Jing nodded slightly, "You can go back now, thank you for your hard work."
Wha...what's the hard work?
Could it be that the fairy planned to go to Jinchuan Spiritual Forbidden City from the beginning?
Rather than looking for Jinchuan grass?
"Anything else?"
"No...but, Fairy, do you know the reason why Jinchuan Spiritual Forbidden City is called the 'Spiritual Forbidden City'?"
"Um?"
Xu Lejia scratched the back of his head and persuaded: "There are countless powerful forbidden beasts in the spiritual prison. Masters with more than 30,000 lives will escape death if they enter. Only strong men with 60,000 lives can be sure of survival.
return."
Hu Jing smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
"Fairy, you didn't understand what I said. The weakest of the forbidden beasts in the spiritual prison also have the blood of divine beasts. Moreover, once a battle breaks out, these forbidden beasts will join forces like humans..."
"Thanks."
Xu Lejia was stunned, could it be that...this fairy has a life of more than 60,000?
this……
Is it possible?
Fate, in the universe, is the most common way to measure strength.
If you have a destiny of 30,000, you can dominate a place; if you have more than 60,000, you can establish a sect; if you have a destiny of 90,000, you have reached the top of the world.
"Fairy, who are you...?"
Xu Lejia asked blankly.
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