"The one who controls this black wooden bird must be the senior. I wonder what instructions you have for bringing me here?" Shen Luo saw this scene, was silent for a moment, then bowed and said.
Although his magic power was restrained, his spiritual sense was not affected. The aura of the white-haired figure was vague, and as soon as his spiritual sense approached the other party, it was separated by an invisible force, and he could not sense the other party's cultivation level at all.
Such magical power is definitely not something that a Mahayana cultivator can possess, and it must be possessed by someone above the True Immortal stage.
"Oh, how do you know I have something to tell you? Instead of just killing you?" The white figure said without turning his head, and it was the same voice that was made by the black wooden bird before.
"Senior, your cultivation is unfathomable, and this black bird Yanjia also has extraordinary combat power. If you really want to kill me, you could have done it long ago, without going through the trouble of bringing me here." Shen Luo smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Although your cultivation is a little lacking, you're still quite smart. If you weren't so audacious as to dare to use the spell of bewitching against my disciples from Tianji City, it wouldn't be a bad idea to spare you this time considering your cleverness." The white-haired figure clapped his hands in praise.
"Since you are aware of my previous behavior, you must have heard the questions I asked your disciples. My actions are aimed at protecting myself and surviving, and have no intention of targeting Tianji City. I hope you can understand." Shen Luo bowed.
"If you didn't know this, do you think you could have survived until now?" The white-haired figure's voice turned cold.
"Yes, I know I was wrong. I don't know what I should do to make up for this offense. Please tell me clearly, I will do my best." Shen Luo said in a low voice with a chill in his heart.
The white-haired figure snorted, reluctantly agreeing with Shen Luo's words, and turned around.
Shen Luo showed surprise on his face. The white-haired figure turned out to be a handsome young man who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old. He had a black eyeband tied diagonally across his right eye, and a white crystal was embedded in the place of his eye. No one knew what it was, but it was shining brightly.
The white-haired young man was holding a few iron chains in his hands, which were the Nine-Turn Iron Chains that the black wooden bird had just taken away.
The white-haired figure spoke intelligently, had a high level of cultivation, and had white hair. Shen Luo originally thought that he was a respected elder, but he obviously did not expect that the other party looked so young.
However, there are many strange stories in the world of cultivating immortals. This young man may not be as young as he looks. He may be an old monster who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years. He quickly put away his surprise and lowered his head to listen to the teachings.
"From your appearance, you look like Shen Luo from the immortal cultivation world of the Tang Dynasty? The winner of this Three Realms Martial Arts Competition?" The white-haired boy glanced at Shen Luo's face and asked.
"That's right." Shen Luo agreed, feeling more and more awe-inspiring in his heart.
The fact that the young man asked about his identity showed that he had not yet obtained his own information from Yan Wu Shi and his group. Tianji City was full of foreign cultivators, but under such circumstances, the white-haired young man could still sense that he had cast a spell on Zhou Ming. There were two reasons that could be thought of. One was that he had just stepped into Tianji City, and even before that, he had been targeted by this person for some reason; the second was that the white-haired young man possessed terrifying observation skills and was able to monitor any subtle situation in the entire Tianji City at any time.
No matter which one it is, it's not a good thing for him.