Ling Xiao and Liu Piaopiao left Changsheng City without stopping and soon arrived at the foot of Changsheng Mountain.
Looking at the three big words "Changshengmen" on a huge rock in front of her, Liu Piaopiao was stunned.
"Are you a disciple of the Changsheng Sect?"
Liu Piaopiao's voice was full of shock.
"Good! Any questions?" Ling Xiao looked at the lush Changsheng Mountain in front of him, a hint of emotion in his eyes.
"But...but..."
Liu Piaopiao was speechless. The Changsheng Sect ranked last among the three sects within a thousand miles, much worse than the Hehuan Sect and the Tianmo Palace. How could such a sect cultivate such an enchanting disciple like Ling Xiao
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, naturally understanding Liu Piaopiao's thoughts, but he had no intention of explaining and walked towards Changsheng Mountain.
"What a strange fellow!"
Liu Piaopiao felt as if Ling Xiao was shrouded in a layer of mist, which made her even more curious, and she hurriedly chased after him.
"I don't know how Xuewei's training is going these few days since I was away."
Ling Xiao showed a smile. In this life, things have changed and time has reversed, but he still felt a little warmth from this little girl.
Moreover, Ling Xiao vaguely felt that Xuewei's bloodline was very unusual, as if it was hiding some secret.
"what happened?"
Ling Xiao's brows suddenly frowned, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
He walked all the way up the mountain, but the Changsheng Sect disciples he met were like frightened birds after seeing Ling Xiao, and they dodged away repeatedly, fearing that they would not be able to avoid him.
Just a few days ago, when Ling Xiao came down the mountain, many disciples greeted the Holy Son with respect on their faces, but such a change has happened now
problem occurs!
There was a gloomy flash in the corners of Ling Xiao's eyes. He clearly saw a hint of gloating and sympathy in the eyes of those disciples.
Ling Xiao was too lazy to argue with them, so he quickened his speed, taking a dozen feet at a time, and flew towards the direction of Jinse Pavilion as if he could shrink the distance into an inch.
When Ling Xiao returned to Jinse Pavilion and saw the scene in front of him, his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.
The bamboo forest is still the bamboo forest, the waterfall is still flowing, but the Jinse Pavilion is gone.
Perhaps Jinse Pavilion has become a ruin, with traces of fire still remaining on the ground.
"Xuewei! Xuewei where are you?"
Ling Xiao took a deep breath and shouted, his voice filled with suppressed anger.
Although the burning of Jinse Pavilion made him very angry, where Xuewei had gone was what worried Ling Xiao the most.
Ling Xiao's voice spread in all directions, causing the bamboo forest to tremble slightly, but the figure of the girl in white never appeared.
Ling Xiao clenched his fists, and a hint of fierce murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Who is it? Who is so bold as to burn down Jinse Pavilion and take Xuewei away? Could it be Deng Yalin? I'm afraid he doesn't have such courage!"
Ling Xiao's thoughts were spinning rapidly, and he was almost on the verge of going crazy.
Liu Piaopiao who was standing aside showed a look of shock and curiosity. What shocked her was the murderous aura emanating from Ling Xiao. He was like a peerless killer walking out of a sea of blood and corpses. She couldn't help but turn pale.
What he was curious about was who was Xue Wei and why did she make Ling Xiao so worried and angry
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
At this moment, three figures shot out from the bamboo forest in the distance.
"Meet the Holy Son!"
The three of them bowed respectfully towards Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he recognized the three people in front of him. They were Liu Chuanxiong, Gu Zhong and Wang Han, the three people he rescued from the mouth of the Xuanmu Red Snake in the Ferocious Beast Mountain Range.
But at this moment, it seemed that Liu Chuanxiong and Gu Zhong both had bruised faces and noses, Wang Han was pale, and the three of them had disordered breathing, obviously they had suffered serious injuries.
"Tell me what happened!"
Ling Xiao said expressionlessly.
However, the coldness emanating from the voice made Liu Chuanxiong and the other two shiver uncontrollably.
"Your Majesty, all this was done by Lin Haoyu!" Liu Chuanxiong said gritting his teeth as he looked at Ling Xiao's cold face.
"Lin Haoyu?"
Ling Xiao frowned. This was an unfamiliar name. It was not what he imagined Deng Yalin did. After all, in the entire Changsheng Sect, if there was any grudge, it was only between Deng Yalin and him. However, he had already expressed his submission to Ling Xiao.
"Lin Haoyu is the grandson of Grand Elder Linshan, and ranks second among the true disciples, second only to Senior Sister Nangong!"
As Liu Chuanxiong continued his narration, Ling Xiao also understood what had happened.
In addition to the Changsheng Sect's apparent leader Nangong Xuan, who is a powerful Grandmaster, there is also a Supreme Elder Lin Shan, who is said to have a higher cultivation level than Nangong Xuan and is potentially the number one person in the Changsheng Sect.
Lin Shan’s favorite grandson is Lin Haoyu, who is 22 years old and has reached the eighth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. He is second only to Nangong Qing and ranks second among all the true disciples.
On weekdays, Lin Haoyu is arrogant and domineering, bullying his fellow disciples. With Lin Shan as his backer, even Nangong Xuan has a headache with him.
Moreover, Lin Haoyu is a very proud person. He has always regarded Nangong Qing as his exclusive lover and even wants to become the Holy Son of Changsheng Sect. It's just that Nangong Xuan has never given in.
This time when Lin Haoyu came out of retreat, his cultivation level broke through to the ninth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm. He also mastered the Seven-Star Moon-Transforming Sword, the signature martial art of the Changsheng Sect. He was full of energy and his cultivation level caught up with Nangong Qing.
But after he came out of retreat, he heard that a menial disciple named Ling Xiao had appeared in the Changsheng Sect. He not only passed the nine-story Changsheng Tower, but also defeated Deng Yalin in the Hualing Realm at the Kaimai Realm. He was extremely talented and was recognized by Nangong Xuan, who named him the Holy Son of the Changsheng Sect.
The position of the Holy Son is almost equivalent to the young master of the Changsheng Sect. The designated future master has long been regarded by Lin Haoyu as a sure thing. Now it has been obtained by a menial disciple. Wouldn't he have to bow to this menial disciple when he sees him in the future
How could Lin Haoyu tolerate this
Lin Haoyu was furious, and he immediately led his men towards Jinse Pavilion. He not only burned down Jinse Pavilion, but also captured Xuewei.
“Son, our cultivation is too weak to stop Lin Haoyu. After being beaten by him, we could only watch him capture Miss Xuewei!”
Liu Chuanxiong said with red eyes.
"Where are Nangong Xuan and Nangong Qing? Didn't they stop it?" Ling Xiao became calmer, but people who knew him knew that he was extremely angry.
"The Sect Master and Senior Sister Nangong are in seclusion and have no idea about this! After Senior Brother Deng Yalin found out, he went to Lin Haoyu to ask for the person, but was beaten up by Lin Haoyu. Finally, the Great Elder and the Law Enforcement Elder came forward, but they were also suppressed by the Supreme Elder Lin Shan!"
The faces of Liu Chuanxiong and the other two were filled with bitterness. Even the Supreme Elder Lin Shan had come forward to protect Lin Haoyu without any hesitation. So what could Ling Xiao do even if he was angry
Even if Nangong Xuan came out of retreat, it's unlikely that he would fall out with Grand Elder Lin Shan just for a maid, right
For a moment, Liu Chuanxiong and the other two felt angry and sad.
(End of this chapter)