"Jing Fei, before I came to Farewell Capital, I met Hei Wubai twice. Who are they, the spiritual beings in Farewell Capital?" Ye Yuxi's attention was diverted.
"Hei Wubai is often under the jurisdiction of the Yulu Sect. There is a strict selection process. Foreign spirits are not accepted. Some children and slaves born in the inner city with good qualifications are selected for training, and then they are put into the slave ring for gladiatorial combat. We conduct actual combat training at the battlefield and other places, and the one who survives in the end is Hei Wubai Chang." Jing Fei explained.
Ye Yuxi suddenly realized, no wonder Hei Wubai Chang's strength is so high!
Looking ahead, the two of them had already reached the edge of the town when they spoke. Ye Yuxi glanced at the wooden sign on the key: "Let's go directly to the yard and wait for Senior Xuan Ming."
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Venerable Xuanming, who was being talked about by the two people, came to a deep mountain.
This deep mountain is an undeveloped old forest, full of miasma, and few humans and spiritual beasts move around here.
In a secluded valley, there are several thatched houses.
The old man fell outside the courtyard, pulled his neck and shouted: "Old Ghost Sun, I'm here to see you!"
Squeak~~
The simple wooden door opened, revealing a child of fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah." The boy gestured towards the old man and made short sounds. He was actually mute.
"Huh? It's not dark yet. How can Old Man Sun sleep?" As he said this, the old man was about to rush in.
"Uh! Uh!" The boy stepped forward and stopped in front of Lao Lai, fearing that Lao Lai would go in and disturb the sleeping people in the house.
Lao Lai raised his eyebrows and said, "Get out of here. I won't play with you today. I have business with Lao Sun."
"Ah... uh." The boy shook his head stubbornly and blocked the door with his arms crossed.
"Huh? You!" Lao Lai pushed the boy's arm, but he didn't push. The boy looked directly at Lao Lai, and the spiritual power in his body was already running at full strength.
"You have to force me to fight with you." The old man was a little angry. He slapped the boy and knocked him back seven or eight steps. He threw him to the ground and walked into the yard.
The boy had a look of panic on his face. He didn't care about dusting himself off and got up directly to fight Lao Lai.
This boy's cultivation level is not low, he is at the early stage of the ninth level. For his age, he is definitely a high cultivation level. Unfortunately, what he wants to stop is an old man in the Xuanling Realm.
"Axiu." A lazy voice came from the room, "I woke up and went to cook some porridge."
Ah Xiu, who was about to start a fight with Lao Lai, heard the sound in the house, stopped what he was doing and made an angry expression towards Lao Lai, then turned and entered the low kitchen on the side.
The wooden door opened, and an old man about the same age as Lao Lai came out. What was striking was that the old man was leaning on crutches and looked like a cripple.
This person is the old Sun Tou in Lao Lai's mouth, Sun Anpeng.
"Lao Lai, why do you have time to hang around here today?" Sun Anpeng waved his crutch, and a surging spiritual power came out, and two chairs were brought out from the house, one of which fell at Lao Lai's feet.
The old man was not polite and sat down on it: "I came to see you, of course I have business."
"Every time you say you have something serious to do, there are a few times when it's serious. Tell me what it is." Sun Anpeng moved his wrist, took out his crutches from his armpits, and sat on another chair.
The old man looked at the kitchen and lowered his voice and said: "Old Suntou, this kid Axiu is not bad and has talent. He is fifteen years old and has a ninth-level cultivation level. He is no worse than those geniuses in Naidu. You really plan to keep him with you." In this small shabby courtyard?"