Di Huai did not answer the other party's question, but stared at the other party coldly: "I didn't expect to meet you here, Fan Xia. Over the years, I have been wishing that I could gnaw your bones and devour your body. Flesh and blood, refine your soul!”
Sage of Truth Fan Xia chuckled: "I mean Di Huai, we are old friends. It's rare for old friends to meet each other once, can't you say something nice?" At this point, Sage of Truth mocked Huang Xiaolong's youth earlier. Human said: "Yunjie, this is the old man Di Huai I often mentioned to you."
When the young man Fu Yunjie heard this, he took a step forward, clasped his fists at Di Huai and said with a smile, "So you are the senior Di Huai that my master often mentioned. Oh, no, it's old man Di Huai."
The words were full of ridicule, without any awe or respect.
Fan Xia, the saint of truth, said: "Yunjie, you can't be rude. This old man Di Huai is a master at the pinnacle of the first level of the holy realm." Although it was a lecture, there was no blame at all.
"Yes, yes, Master is right." Fu Yunjie said quickly, "This disciple is being rude."
Huang Xiaolong looked at the master and disciple of the other party talking and acting, and narrowed his eyes, wondering what kind of hatred the Holy Sect of Truth and Senior Di Huai had.
From just now to now, Di Huai's eyes staring at the Saint of Truth have not changed. He has always been filled with murderous intent.
Sage of Truth Fan Xia seemed not to see the murderous intent in Di Huai's eyes and introduced himself: "Di Huai, this is my direct disciple and the son of our Holy Land of Truth, Fu Yunjie. Let me tell you, my direct disciple , but possesses the sacred character of Buddha!"
Fan Xia, the sage of truth, had a loud voice and looked proud when introducing him.
"What?! Mifo Sage!"
When the powerful people around him heard Fan Xia's introduction, they all turned around and stared at Fu Yunjie.
The Buddha's Holy Character, the sixty-eighth Enlightenment Saint!
Sixty-eight!
This kind of talent is definitely rare.
Those who have achieved enlightenment in the top 100 may not necessarily be able to successfully join the Holy Heaven, but those who have the 68th Buddha's Sainthood are 90% likely to join the Holy Heaven.
Generally speaking, the talent of a person's holy veins and holy body is not far different from his talent of becoming a saint.
Di Huai was also startled, as if he didn't expect that Fan Xia's direct disciple, Fu Yunjie, actually had the 68th rank of Buddha's Holy Spirit!
"Xiaolong, let's go." Di Huai glanced at Fan Xia's proud smile coldly, then said to Huang Xiaolong, and then left with Huang Xiaolong.
Regarding the departure of Di Huai, Huang Xiaolong and others, the Saint of Truth Fan Xia and others did not stop them.
Fan Xia stared at Di Huai's figure with a sneer on his lips.
"Master, you really have worn iron shoes, and it took no effort to get here. We have been looking for Di Huai for many years, but we have never found him. We didn't expect to meet this old man in Shengtian City this time!" Fu Yunjie said.
Fan Xia smiled coldly and said: "Since we met this time, we can't let old man Di Huai escape again!" At this point, he stared at Huang Xiaolong's back: "It seems that he also brought this kid to sign up. .”
Fu Yunjie said with a smile: "Just now, this kid even boasted that he wanted to become an inner disciple of Shengtian. He thought that it would be so easy for Shengtian to join, just like old man Di Huai, who had the top 100 attained sainthood and was also a saint. I still can’t join with the body of a beast, so I don’t believe this kid can have the same talent as me!”
"Let's go, find a place to rest first, and then I will take you to Shengtian Mansion to register tomorrow."
"Yes, Master."
"When the time comes, when you join the Holy Heaven Organization, the power of our Holy Sect of Truth will surely increase again!"
After Di Huai left with Huang Xiaolong and others, he also rented a small courtyard and planned to take Huang Xiaolong to Shengtian Mansion to register the next day.
Since meeting the people from the Holy Sect of Truth, Di Huai has become gloomy and ugly.
When Huang Xiaolong saw this, he couldn't bring up the matter of the Holy Sect of Truth anymore.
At night, when the colored lanterns were first turned on, the entire Holy Sky City was enveloped in the glow of the colored lanterns, just like daytime.
This glow is auspicious, but not dazzling, giving people a sense of stability and comfort.
Huang Xiaolong stood in the courtyard, looking at the sky, at the glow and auspicious aura rising above, and at the clouds and mists condensed with the aura of the Holy Spirit suspended in the sky.
At this time, footsteps sounded behind him.
Huang Xiaolong turned around and saw that it was Di Huai.
"Senior Di Huai." Huang Xiaolong said respectfully.
Di Huai nodded, then pointed to the stone pavilion next to him: "Let's go over there and sit there."
The two sat down.
"Is it strange that I have any hatred against the people from the Holy Sect of Truth?" Di Huai said after sitting down.
Huang Xiaolong nodded: "If Senior Di Huai has something to hide, then yes."
Di Huai shook his hand and said: "There is nothing unspeakable. Back then, Fan Xia, the Saint of Truth, and I also came to this Holy City to sign up to join the Holy Sky Organization. When we were signing up, Fan Xia and I had a grudge. Later, , Fan Xia also failed to join the Shengtian Organization."
"I just didn't expect that Fan Xia would take revenge. Afterwards, he led the masters of the Holy Sect of Truth to settle accounts with me, and actually massacred everyone in my Longqi clan!"
"My wife, my son died in the hands of Fan Xia! When he ran away later, my daughter also disappeared!"
"I was seriously injured and was saved by Saint Zhuoyuan. Then, I hid in Zhuoyuan Saint Sect and promised to protect Zhuoyuan Saint Sect for Saint Zhuoyuan!"
When Di Huai said this, his whole body was filled with murderous intent, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was remembering the tragic death of his wife and son in Fan Xia's hands.
Huang Xiaolong was shocked. He didn’t expect that things turned out to be like this. No wonder Di Huai hated the people of the Holy Sect of Truth so much. It turned out that he had a hatred of genocide.
"Xiaolong, I want to ask you something." Di Huai hesitated and said.
Huang Xiaolong knew what Di Huai wanted to say, so he nodded and said: "Don't worry, Senior Di Huai, I promise you, I will avenge your Longqi clan's vengeance for you if I have the chance."
"Xiaolong, thank you!" Di Huai shook Huang Xiaolong's hand, his eyes were red. Over the years, he had been thinking about the hatred of the Longqi clan and the hatred of his wife and son. However, the strength of the Holy Sect of Truth was far away. He can't compete.
Originally, he thought there was no hope of revenge in this life, but the appearance of Huang Xiaolong gave him hope.
Nothing happened all night.
The next day, when the sky was just getting bright, Di Huai took Huang Xiaolong to Shengtian Mansion. Since Huang Xiaolong signed up for the assessment, Di Huai only took Huang Xiaolong with him.
Feng Tianyu and others stayed in the courtyard.
Half a day later, Huang Xiaolong and the two saw a huge mansion in the distance. Although they were still very far apart, the astonishing holy power made Huang Xiaolong's heart tighten.
I saw that the sky above this huge mansion was truly auspicious and colorful. There were thousands of phantoms of holy beasts and powerful phantoms of saints in the sky.
This is Shengtian Mansion! It is also the number one palace in the Holy World!
"Hey, Di Huai, it seems that we are really destined. We just separated yesterday and bumped into each other again today." Just as Huang Xiaolong and the two flew towards Shengtian Mansion, suddenly, a voice came from behind, and they saw Fan Xia, the Saint of Truth, rushing towards him. Coming up, behind him was his disciple Fu Yunjie.