Gone.
The shadow of the huge Lingzhaoding passed over everyone's head.
The scorching sunlight, without any obstruction, finally shone through, spreading flat on the surface of the river again, filling the river with flowing gold.
On the river bank, everyone's face was reflected in the flowing water, but no one could speak.
It's like a dream...
The Shouzheng light has been broken, and now there is no obstacle when entering Kunwu.
After a long silence, a ray of light rose from the ground and went straight to the other side!
It’s time to cross the river!
After this ray of light, countless people followed finally woke up.
"Cross the river! Cross the river!"
Some were controlling magical instruments, some were flying in the air, and suddenly a swarm of locust-like shadows were seen swooping towards the other side.
On the plank road.
Lu Xiangleng's gaze had not yet moved back from the Lingzhao Peak that was flying far away on Yashan Mountain, but countless figures blocked her view and she could not see clearly.
"Ahem..."
She coughed lightly, and her brows, like distant mountains, furrowed in a frown, with an indescribable sense of weakness.
The several female cultivators in Baiyue Valley seemed a little dazed at this moment because they were too shocked.
That person...
Isn't she the same female cultivator they saw on Baishi Mountain? Even the mink on her shoulder is exactly the same.
Lu Xiangleng naturally recognized him. He sighed, turned around, and saw the expressions on everyone's faces.
She couldn't help but smile: "There are mountains beyond mountains, so don't mind it."
In fact, only someone with such a refreshing temperament can be the eldest sister of Yashan, right
"Let's go, let's go too."
Lu Xiangleng's voice was neither fast nor slow.
With just one step into the void, she flew away into the air.
The moment her figure flew into the air, countless people around her noticed it.
So, there was a burst of exclamations.
"It's the medicine girl!"
"Fairy Lu..."
"White Moon Valley..."
…
On the platform.
Shocked, Yu Shanxing reached out and forced his chin back into place.
"My goodness... that's Kunwu..."
It happened as soon as it happened.
He is the favorite to win Kunwu's championship, so he can be thrown away just like that.
“But that’s also Yashan.”
Although Jiang Wenchao's emotions were surging, he said this calmly.
Yu Shanxing immediately looked at Jiang Wenchao as if he were a monster.
Jiang Wenchao smiled slightly, without further explanation, and said, "Now that the Guardian Light has been broken, there is no need to wait any longer. Thank you for your guidance along the way, Sect Master. We will say goodbye now."
He clasped his hands and turned away.
After taking only a few steps forward, Jiang Wenchao stopped.
In front, more than a dozen blue-robed monks without any magical weapons stood in the distance. Among them was a young man with an imposing appearance, who was guarded by the crowd. He was staring at Jiang Wenchao with undisguised arrogance and ridicule in his eyes.
Tongling Pavilion, congratulations to Jiuyi.
Now ranked eighth, it is very likely that he will be able to perform on the stage.
Jiang Wenchao also looked at him, as if he was looking at his former self.
He once had such arrogance.
But later, it disappeared completely.
He Jiuyi finally took slow steps and walked over leisurely. Seeing him in a maple leaf red robe, he couldn't help but sneer.
"I haven't seen you for many years. Brother Jiang is still the same as before. Hmm, it seems that his cultivation is still in the early stage of Golden Core. It's really rare that he hasn't dropped any further!"
Jiang Wenchao slowly looked up at him without saying anything.
On the surface of the river, one figure after another of monks passed by.
Behind a big tree by the river, Jin Suanpan and Qian Que were almost scared out of their wits. This Gu Qingmei was really the Gu Qingmei who killed Hong Xiaojie!
Fuck you!
Before, he had offended Gu Qingmei completely by saying "Just keep it to yourself" to her. When entering the third level, Yi Bi Qing Cheng, if he had not been quick-witted and disguised himself as Meng Xizhou to escape, it would have not been as simple as killing Hong Xiaojie, but he would have been chopped to pieces on the spot!
This time the meeting happened to be held in Kunwu's territory. The sound of the golden abacus was too unique, not to mention that there were not many people who used the abacus.
He was about to bump into this woman accidentally...
Trembling in his heart for a long time, Qian Que looked at the Eleven Peaks of Kunwu opposite him and was extremely conflicted.
Finally, his eyes turned fierce!
A thief never leaves empty-handed, so how can I go back after I have arrived in Kunwu
Besides…
"hey-hey."
Qian Que laughed obscenely, stretched out his hand, and a long stick appeared in his hand.
He exerted force with his five fingers, grasped the long stick, and pounded it into the ground!
"Bang."
A muffled sound.
“Ahem.”
Qian Que coughed, cleared his throat, straightened his slightly hunched back, and immediately held his head high and chest out.
Yeah, very good.
From now on, this abacus will be renamed Meng Xizhou!
Qian Que's courage suddenly grew, and he looked around with a bold and arrogant look. Finally, he walked out from behind the big tree and joined the crowd crossing the river.
In the teleportation array.
A burly man carrying a long black stick also appeared on the platform after the formation flashed.
Meng Xizhou!
He looked ahead and suddenly his heart was burning with blood all over his body!
Senior, Meng is here!
The seniors who can enter the Red Killing World are likely to appear at this meeting!
I just don't know whether he is one of the popular candidates or hidden among the unknown people.
Meng Xizhou was so excited that he almost shouted, and without hesitation, he turned into a ray of light and rushed to the other side!
My peerless hero, here I come!
The huge crowds of people formed a river in the sky, which was a spectacular sight.
Among the group of people from the Demon Sealing Sword Sect, the young man in the dark red robe also withdrew his gaze.
He was aware of Jianchou's identity and was not surprised.
There was a gloomy look between his brows. He simply flicked his sleeves and flew away in a blurry light.
…
On the river bank.
A young man yawned and sat cross-legged on the ground. He lazily put away a picture album spread out on his knees and stretched himself. "Ah, I'm finally leaving! The one who is admired... Here comes this hooligan!"
…
On the platform steps.
A young man, wearing a short fur coat and standing barefoot on the ground, holding a big watermelon in his arms, was using an iron spoon to frantically dig out the bright red watermelon flesh and stuff it into his mouth.
As he ate, he muttered to himself vaguely: "I'll leave after I finish the last bite, the last bite!"
The iron spoons kept falling, but no one left.
…
In the woods and on the plank roads, countless people and all kinds of creatures gathered in Kunwu at this moment.
Gu Qingmei stood on the river, and with her spiritual power, her wet clothes were evaporated dry.
She looked back coldly at the surging crowd, snorted coldly, and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the main peak in the center of Kunwu!
At this moment, Lingzhao Peak of Yashan has passed through the gap between two of the ten outer peaks and is gradually approaching the main peak.
Looking down from a high place, the main peak of Kunwu gives people a sense of danger. All the pavilions, towers, wooden houses and long roads are only left with a little shadow and a vague outline.
The Sea of Clouds Square floats in the sky above the main peak. The floating clouds are illuminated by the sunlight, making them appear bright and ethereal, setting off the surrounding area of the Sea of Clouds Square.
A magnificent hall, suspended high in the north of the square, is grayish-white jade in color, and is known as "300 feet above the sky." A fan-shaped staircase goes straight up from the bottom of the hall, with two high walls standing on both sides, like two long sharp spikes piercing the sky.
A hanging plaque flashed with golden light, and the ancient words "Zhu Tian" were engraved on it.
Here is the Palace of All Heavens.
Fudao Shanren controlled Lingzhaoding and quickly approached this place. Then he laughed loudly: "Old monster Hengxu, long time no see, Shanren, here I come!"
Behind him, countless Yashan disciples almost had the urge to throw their heads against the ground.
Jianchou held his forehead helplessly: After all, they are two of the top sects in the Central Region, can the meeting be more formal
But Mr. Fudao obviously had no such intention at all.
He treated Kunwu as his own backyard, and he felt so free and at ease there.
As soon as the loud shouting sounded, a long sigh was heard from the hall.
"boom!"
In front of the entire Hall of All Heavens and above the Sea of Clouds Square, white clouds suddenly surged like a tide, and quickly condensed in front of Lingzhao Peak, forming a white cloud avenue that led straight to the highest point of the Hall of All Heavens!
"We haven't seen each other for three hundred years. Brother Fu Dao is still as charming as ever. Congratulations. Please come in!"
"good!"
When Fudaoshan saw the white cloud road and heard the word "please", his eyes immediately lit up.
He took a step forward, and his whole body flashed, and he disappeared from the sword-drawing platform on Lingzhaoding and appeared on the Baiyun Avenue.
Without even turning his head, he called out to everyone on Yashan: "Jianchou, you all come down, don't be polite, we are a family on Yashan Kunwu, just treat this place as your home. Now I will take you to see Kunwu's old monster Hengxu, hahaha!"
"… "
All the Yashan disciples were speechless.
Why didn't Kunwu beat you to death here
Jianchou stood on the sword-drawing platform and smiled helplessly, but there was a hint of heaviness in his eyes.
She came down with Zheng Yao, following the footsteps of Fudao Shanren, and walked all the way from Baiyun Avenue to the hall at the end.
At the highest point of the numerous steps in the hall is a circular platform, through which one can vaguely see the thirty-meter-high celestial star disk.
The dazzling silver light moves and cruises across the star disk, as if carrying a mysterious secret.
Zhenren Hengxu stood on a high place in the Hall of All Heavens with his back to the star map, looking at Fudaoshanren who was getting closer and closer on the white cloud avenue in front of him.
Kunwu's Guardian Light had been destroyed by Fudaoshanren three hundred years ago and was difficult to activate. It was only after he left the Nineteen Continents that it slowly recovered. Today, he hit it again with his Spirit Light, and I don't know how many years it will take to recover.
"Your master has remained true to his nature after all these years..."
As he thought about it, he smiled calmly and said something.
There were two people standing behind him.
The man on the left was his third true disciple Wu Duan, who was dressed in a white robe and looked quite handsome; the man on the right was Qu Zhengfeng from Yashan, who was dressed in a black robe, with a natural curve at the corners of his lips, and he was still gentle and seemed harmless.
The words that Master Kunwu Hengxu just said were directed to him.
Qu Zhengfeng came to Kunwu in advance because of the hidden world matter of Qingfeng Temple, to explain the situation.
But I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that I actually ran into Fudaoshanren.
The smile in his eyes became more genuine, and he replied to Master Hengxu respectfully, "Master has Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, that's absolutely true. Master has been away for three hundred years, and it's actually the same when he comes back."
"well… "
Zhenren Hengxu shook his head and sighed.
Wu Duan, who was standing at the back, had a strange look in his eyes: As the head of Kunwu, the leader of the entire Central Region, Master Hengxu usually had no emotions, or was very stable and did not show them at all. Now he was sighing
Rumor has it that a thousand years ago, Zhenren Hengxu and Hermit Fudao were two geniuses on par with each other. Now, one is the oldest elder in Yashan, and the other is the highly respected abbot of Kunwu, and they have a very deep friendship.
It seems that the same thing happened to Zuo Sanqian's group three hundred years ago, right
Time flies and there is no looking back.
In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.
Wu Duan thought about it and couldn't help but smile.
In front, Fudao Shanren had already approached. He stepped directly in front of them. With a glance, he saw Zhenren Hengxu, Qu Zhengfeng, and finally Wu Duan. He didn't even say hello to Zhenren Hengxu first, but just said "Yo".
"Isn't this Wu Duan? Hahaha, are you healed?"
"… "
Wu Duan's smile, which had just appeared, suddenly froze on his face, and his expression suddenly turned dark.
I was simply choked by Fudaoshanren's words!
hurt
What other injuries could it be? Of course, they were from the previous battle with Qu Zhengfeng!
Wu Duan secretly spat out a mouthful of old blood, resisted the urge to twitch, and bowed: "Junior Wu Duan, I pay my respects to Elder Fudao. Thank you for your concern, I am now fully recovered."
“That’s pretty fast.”
Fudaoshanren looked as if "it's all right now", and he really deserved a beating.
He shook his head and looked at Qu Zhengfeng: "You are here too."
"Disciple greets Master."
Qu Zhengfeng also came forward and explained: "I sent a message to Master and have left the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple. I will inform Kunwu about the matter of Junior Brother Xie first, so I came here first."
Speaking of Xie Buchen, he is also an unlucky guy.
When Fudao Shanren heard it, he understood it, waved his hand, and finally walked in front of Zhenren Hengxu.
He looked extremely skinny, and was totally out of place in the entire magnificent hall as he stood there, with an aloof air; Zhenren Hengxu was wearing a clean Taoist robe, on which one could vaguely see ancient patterns painted, which seemed to be made of some special material. No matter how one looked at it, he was definitely the leader of a sect.
When the two people stood together, there was an extremely difficult to describe difference.
As if he had also noticed this gap, Fudao Shanren could not help but "tsk tsk" twice, looked up and down at Zhenren Hengxu, then held the chicken leg in his hand and started eating while speaking.
"When I came here, I saw countless Kunwu disciples below. It seems that there are a lot more people. You have been doing well in the past three hundred years."
"It's just like drinking water."
As for what it looks like exactly, only Zhenren Hengxu himself knows.
He had earlier passed on the news to Fudaoshan, telling him about the instructions on the "Kunwu Catastrophe" that he had obtained while spying on the heavenly secrets in the past two years, so Fudaoshan should also be aware of Kunwu's current situation.
Zhenren Hengxu didn't say much, just glanced at Fudao.
Fudao Shanren then looked at the Zhoutian Star Plate behind Zhenren Hengxu and said, "Can we still calculate it now?"
"Forget it."
Zhenren Hengxu knew what he was asking and shook his head.
There are limitations to the Zhoutian Star Plate's ability to calculate the secrets of heaven, and it is impossible to calculate endlessly. The last time he predicted the Kunwu catastrophe and the location of Xie Buchen, he had almost exhausted his energy.
"We'll talk about this later."
Fudaoshanren also sighed.
A hundred years is just a blink of an eye for a cultivator.
Just do what you say.
How do we know that Kunwu’s catastrophe is not also a catastrophe for the entire Central Region
Zhenren Hengxu nodded, then looked towards Baiyun Avenue.
“Here I come.”
It’s Jianchou and others who are here.
A dozen disciples from Yashan, plus some disciples from Yashan with higher cultivation levels who came to watch the fun, have all arrived at the Hall of All Heavens.
Zhenren Hengxu couldn't help but glance over.
Standing behind were ordinary disciples of Yashan, and then several disciples of Fudaoshan.
At the front were Zheng Yao, the head of Yashan, and a female cultivator in moon-white robes.
On her gentle and beautiful face, there seemed to be a trace of her past gentleness, and the narrow tail of her eyes seemed to be drawn with an eyebrow pencil, which added a little bit of unique beauty. There were dark patterns on her moon-white robe, but it was tied tightly at the waist, adding a sense of uprightness, not to mention her straight back.
"The juniors are waiting to see the real person."
Led by Zheng Yao, everyone bowed down.
Zhenren Hengxu calmly withdrew his gaze from Jianchou and said to Zheng Yao, "Yashan Kunwu is inseparable, so there is no need for you to be polite. Sect Leader Zheng, it's been a long time since we last met. I am honored to meet you."
As he spoke, Hengxu nodded slightly at him.
In terms of seniority, Zheng Yao is the junior of Hengxu. However, Zheng Yao is now also the head of Yashan, so Master Hengxu would greet him alone.
Zheng Yao certainly didn't dare to be arrogant, he quickly bowed and accepted the gift: "You are too polite, sir."
"This one must be Brother Fu Dao's new disciple, right?"
Zhenren Hengxu smiled and finally said this to Hermit Fudao. He was undoubtedly referring to Jianchou.
His eyes naturally fell on her again.
At this moment, Jianchou also raised his head and looked at Master Hengxu.
He is an ordinary-looking old man, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face. Like Fudaoshanren, he is a monk who lets the years flow through his body. His strength is not visible on the outside, but it can be seen in every bit of his eyes, which are calm, vicissitudes, and wisdom.
Is it this old man who accepted Xie Buchen as his disciple
At that moment, countless images flashed through Jianchou's mind.
The bloody sword that pierced her body; the wet corner of Xie Buchen's clothes when he walked past her with a sword; and that rainy day, the coffin that was cut out of the tree trunk, the damp smell, and the huge mountain pit where she was buried...
Moreover, it is far from home.
The place in my heart where a sword had pierced before began to ache again!
A burning sensation, like a branding iron, was burning into the surface of her old scars, burning through her chest like the sword that pierced her heart that day!
Looking for him to kill
Her life is worth taking, but what about her child
Who can I ask for the love that was given to me in vain
At that moment, countless emotions surged in her chest; at that moment, her blood was mixed with icy fragments of hatred and was about to burst out of her body; at that moment, she almost couldn't suppress the impulse and questioned loudly!
Just none of them.
When countless hatreds accumulated to the extreme, it became so calm that even Jianchou himself was afraid.
There is no mirror in front of me, but I can see my sorrow very clearly.
At this moment, her expression must be no different from usual, even with a hint of a peaceful smile.
Only deep in my heart, there is an evil ghost that is different from myself, laughing strangely.
However, Jianchou's voice was calm and indifferent: "Jianchou has seen the real person."
Fudao Shanren also looked over, but he didn't notice anything unusual. He just snorted and said proudly: "Building the foundation on the thirteenth day, you are responsible for the heavenly plate. Tsk tsk, you were not as good as me back then, and now your disciples are not as good as mine. Hahaha..."
"He is a good candidate for cultivation. He stands in this hall without any hurry or slowness, and seems to be lifting a heavy weight with ease. He has only been cultivating for two years, and it is rare for him to have such a temperament."
Zhenren Hengxu's gaze is extremely insightful, calm and profound.
He looked at Jianchou with a slight admiration, as if he also saw Jianchou's talent.
"I heard that Mr. Zhilin only ranked this boy 100th. I'm afraid he was wrong."
"It's only been a few days since my Jianchou came out of the Black Wind Cave. It's not unusual that Sou Zhilin hasn't received the news yet. Hehe." Fudao Shanren laughed, "Now she's exactly at 100, isn't that good? When the old man revise the rankings later, Jianchou will surely shock everyone!"
"… "
It turns out that the ranking can still be modified.
Jianchou finally understood.
But there was no expression on her face at all, just because Master Hengxu mentioned Xie Buchen.
Zhenren Hengxu finally withdrew his gaze, put one hand behind his back, and took a look at the Zhoutian star disk that could once predict everything.
"This boy has already built a perfect foundation. He can break through at any time if he has the opportunity. He also has a magical axe and a strange physique. I'm afraid he will be beyond our expectations. He is so outstanding and has such a great character. He reminds me of my new disciple. However, he is too cold and concentrates on cultivation. He rarely even goes out. He is completely different from your disciple who is so approachable."
"Tsk, you are so embarrassed to mention your apprentice?"
Fudaoshanren simply rolled his eyes.
"Your good disciple is trapped in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple. Now we don't know whether he is alive or dead. It's not even certain whether he can attend the small meeting. You are still bragging? I am so embarrassed for you. How can your poor disciple compare to my family? Don't be shameless!"
"… "
He was startled for a moment, then burst out laughing.
Master Hengxu shook his head and said, "Every generation has its own talented people. You and I are just the last generation."
So pretentious. You start pretending again.
Fu Dao Shanren was the most impatient with all this. Seeing that everyone was standing there without saying anything, he said directly, "Come on, come on. We've all met each other. Let's call him Wu Duan. You take this group down to Kunwu and have a look. Shanren, I have something to talk to your master about. Zheng Yao, the second brother, you two stay here!"
Zhenren Hengxu also looked over and said, "Go ahead."
This means that we agree with what Fudaoshan said.
Wu Duan was stunned. He never expected that such an assignment would fall on him again.
He smiled bitterly in his heart, glanced at Qu Zhengfeng who was standing next to him without any expression, and probably guessed that they were going to talk about the things at Qingfeng Temple, so he just bowed and said, "Disciple obeys your command."
After saying this, he bowed, stepped back, and walked in front of Jianchou.
"Senior Sister Jianchou..."
They had seen it before on the West Coast.
Wu Duan put on a smile and was about to say hello to Jianchou, but when he looked up, he met a pair of eyes that were indescribably calm.
Faintly, he actually sensed a smell of blood, concealing an unspeakable sadness.
It also seemed that a trace of tears flashed across the eyes of the woman in front of him.
In just a blink of an eye, a smile bloomed on this beautiful face, and everything before seemed like an illusion.
Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Jianchou, he slightly bent the corners of his lips. Seeing that Wu Duan seemed a little dazed, he just bowed and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother Wu."
It took a long while for Wu Duan to react. He quickly waved his hand and led the way.
"please."
Jianchou nodded, and together with many Yashan disciples and Wu Duan, said goodbye to Fudaoshanren, went down many steps, and finally arrived at the wide Yunhai Square.
As soon as he came down, the many Yashan disciples behind him became excited.
Chen Jiu laughed loudly, "Alright, alright, don't be restrained. Well, Senior Brother Wu, we are all very familiar with Kunwu. Before I came here this year, Fairy Chi Ling invited me to take people to taste the Yunling Fruit behind the mountain. I have been coveting it for a long time. As usual, you're welcome. I'll go first!"
After saying that, Chen Ju flew away without any hesitation!
The fat boy Jiang He stomped his feet and said, "Fourth Brother, you are too fast. Wait for me. Leave a few for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a stream of light and fell towards the Yunhai Square.
Many Yashan disciples had heard Chen Jiu bragging about Kunwu's Red Spirit Fruit long before they came. When they saw several senior masters taking the lead, they all expressed to Wu Duan that they would follow Chen Jiu.
After a while, there were only three people left in the square.
Sword fanatic Kou Qianzhi held a long sword and stood not far away, looking at Jianchou and actually asked, "Isn't Senior Sister going?"
"… "
Why do they really seem to treat Kunwu as their back garden
The disciples of Yashan seemed to be very familiar with everything at the foot of the mountain.
Indeed, the relationship between the two factions was a little better than she thought.
but…
Maybe it’s just because the latent crisis has not yet erupted.
Jianchou thought about it and shook his head: "You guys go."
All right.
Kou Qianzhi then said, "Then I'll go first too."
After saying that, he flew away on his sword and caught up with the light of a magic weapon in the distance.
Wu Duan was watching from behind and couldn't help but press his forehead.
Jianchou looked at him.
Wu Duan finally revealed a bitter smile: "Master Chi Ling is in charge of my Kunwu Spiritual Planting Hall, and often cultivates some immortal herbs and fruits... She... um, prefers the monks from Yashan, so every time..."
"I thought it was Junior Brother Shen's peach blossom..."
Jianchou smiled and said this, then looked back at the Hall of the Heavens which was quickly covered by floating clouds, his eyes were unfathomable.
Her words made Wu Duan burst out laughing: "It seems that Senior Sister Jianchou understands Junior Brother Chen Jiu's character."
"He just likes to joke."
That's all.
Jianchou was not willing to talk in depth.
"Sometimes I envy the monks in Yashan. They are free and unfettered, and each one is different."
Wu Duan walked forward, slightly half a step ahead of Jianchou, leading the way.
Jianchou was slightly surprised: "Really?"
"have."
Wu Duan nodded affirmatively.
In the past on the West Sea, he had fought a fierce battle with Qu Zhengfeng, but when he was walking in this square, there was not a trace of hostility.
In fact, to be precise, Wu Duan had no ill intentions at the beginning.
Jianchou had no ill feelings towards him, so there was no question of like or dislike.
She followed Wu Duan's footsteps: "Are we going to visit Kunwu now?"
"Yes, Senior Sister Jianchou can take a look at the mountain gate below. Because the two sects are on good terms, Kunwu has reserved a separate residence for Yashan at this time every year. When the time comes, I will also take Senior Sister to the residence first."
Wu Duan explained.
Jianchou understood that all these matters had been handed over to Wu Duan.
She recalled the few words she heard in the palace, and as she walked, she casually asked, "I heard that your junior brother Xie went to the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple?"
Thank you, Junior Brother.
This is really awkward to say.
The moment the words came out of his mouth, Jianchou himself was stunned for a moment.
Yes, she is now the eldest senior sister of Yashan, and Xie Buchen is only the thirteenth true disciple of Zhenren Hengxu. Even Wu Duan has to call her "senior sister" when he sees her. I really don't know what Xie Buchen will call him when he sees me one day, as they were once husband and wife
An inexplicable emotion suddenly made Jianchou laugh.
Putting aside the hatred, perhaps there is a kind of absurd sense of humor in this.
Wu Duan didn't understand why Jianchou was laughing, he just thought of Xie Buchen.
The battle on the river that day...
For some reason, I couldn't laugh.
Wu Duan's expression became a little dull, and he only said, "I went there with Senior Brother Qu from Yashan. But now he has not come back. I heard that he is trapped there and is seriously injured and dying. Master has sent Senior Brother Yuehe to Qingfeng Temple to check on the situation. As for whether he can make it to the meeting, that is another matter."
disappointment
Secretly happy
Or is it an unconcealable sigh of vicissitudes of life and fickleness
Jianchou also became confused for a moment, just looking at the floating clouds below, and smiled: "Junior Brother Wu doesn't seem to care much about this matter."
The tone is rather indifferent.
Is it that easy to hear
Wu Duan looked at Jianchou for a long while, then he actually smiled and said something very honestly.
"It's normal that you don't care. I don't like this Junior Brother Xie."
"… "
Jianchou was stunned and it took him a long time before he laughed out loud.
interesting.
Just like Qu Zhengfeng doesn't like himself, how could Kunwu be any different
Maybe, Xie Buchen’s situation is also quite interesting
She couldn't help but think about it.
Wu Duan just looked at her and smiled, but there was a strange and inquiring look in his eyes.
This senior sister from Yashan always gives people the feeling that she is hiding a secret.
People only knew that she came from an isolated island on earth, but they didn't know any more information and no one paid attention.
But everything she shows to everyone now is not something that can be accumulated by someone without a past.
Wu Duan found that he was a little curious.
call…
The wind blows, and the clothes flutter.
Suddenly, there was a whistling sound from the front as a magic weapon broke through the air.
Wu Duan and Jianchou looked up almost at the same time.
On the clear blue sky with no obstructions, two rays of light flew one after the other. One continued to fly forward towards the Hall of the Heavens, while the other landed directly on the Sea of Clouds Square.
It was a dark grey figure, as tall as a mountain, and beneath the wide robe was a hidden, almost perfect sense of power.
So familiar…
Jianchou was a little surprised.
Zhou Chengjiang
When she saw the other person, the other person also saw her.
Zhou Chengjiang didn't expect to see Jianchou here.
He had never seen Kunwu Wu Duan before, so he just glanced at her and walked away. Then he walked forward and looked at Jianchou, but smiled: "Chengjiang has met Senior Sister Yashan Jianchou. It has been two years since we last met. Congratulations on your improvement in cultivation."
"Congratulations to Junior Brother Zhou for ranking fourth."
Jianchou was also polite.
However, a strange light suddenly flashed in her eyes.
Will to fight.
Still not on the verge of breaking out.
She was at the fifth level of the "Human Instrument" body refining and could clearly feel the changes in Zhou Chengjiang, as if a person had suddenly gained new life. Standing there, she gave people a feeling of being reborn.
What exactly is Longmen’s secret method
besides…
The two Dao Seals that Zhou Chengjiang awakened in the Black Wind Cave.
Jianchou raised his eyebrows: I really don’t know if Qu Zhengfeng will be beaten up by the people of Longmen one day.
The fighting spirit in her eyes was naturally caught by Zhou Chengjiang.
That was a contest between two body-training fanatics.
Jianchou has a slender figure, and standing there, she seems like she will fly away with the wind at any time, but every inch of her flesh and blood, every bone, has a natural beauty, like a polished jade, revealing a warm and flexible feeling.
Especially...
When Zhou Chengjiang looked at her intently, he actually felt that there were some flowing patterns inside her body, close to her bones.
Although Jianchou was standing in front of him at this moment, he already had a feeling of melting into the wind.
He suddenly remembered the rumor that she flew away on the wind in front of the Black Wind Cave, and he felt a strange trembling in his heart: as if he was facing a formidable enemy!
My heart is surging.
Zhou Chengjiang also knew that at this moment Jianchou was ranked 100th at the bottom of the list by Zhilinsou.
Maybe everyone thinks that Jianchou does not deserve the name, and being ranked here is already a face given to Yashan. However, only he who has had a brief fight with Jianchou can clearly know how terrifying this female cultivator is!
Top 100
Not even in the top ten!
He suppressed the fighting spirit that was so strong that it was about to burst out of his body.
There was no other person in Zhou Chengjiang's eyes, and it seemed as if he didn't even see Wu Duan.
Only sorrow!
"Tonight, on the Jiutou River, when the moon is rising, I wonder what Senior Sister Jianchou thinks?"