In the next few days, Meng Xuanji seemed to have forgotten Ning Chen, and threw it in the Xihua Palace, ignoring it.
The Palace Master Xihua was also very welcoming and did not neglect at all.
Ning Chen was not in a hurry to go back, but every time he faced Wangyou, he felt a little weird in his heart.
Palace Master Xihua obviously didn't know about this, otherwise, it would be impossible for a Taoist body that even the innate powerhouses were unwilling to face to entertain him.
Forgetting worry is quite natural, there is no difference between the front and back, it is still as quiet as usual, and when speaking, it always gives people a feeling of gentleness and tranquility.
Ning Chen adjusted for two days, and the strange feeling in his heart lessened a little. When facing Wangyou, he was finally able to calm down.
Wangyu will also come and stroll from time to time, but the name of Wangyu obviously does not live up to the name. Compared with Wangyou's quiet temperament, Wangyu belongs to the kind of person who talks endlessly as soon as he gets to know each other.
Ning Chen's head was so big when he was arguing, and because of Wangyou's existence, he didn't dare to say any serious words.
Wangyou loves this little sister very much. Most of the time, he has been standing quietly watching, with a faint smile on his face, without saying a word.
"Ning Chen, is Meng Zun cruel to you?"
"Not fierce"
"How is it for you?"
"good"
"Then why did you refuse to accept her as your teacher in the first place?"
"Shut you down..."
Ning Chen was so annoyed that he almost said the last two words, but after seeing Wangyou who was smiling and smiling, he swallowed it and changed his mouth, "Actually, I want to worship in Xihua Palace."
"Xihua Palace does not accept male disciples," Wang Yu said regretfully.
Ning Chen smirked, he had already been a eunuch once, but he was not interested in disguising himself as a woman and sneaking into Xihua Palace.
"Wangyu, Young Master Ning is going to rest, let's retire." Wangyu, who had been silent for a while, said softly.
"Oh"
Wang Yu replied reluctantly, and walked out of the small courtyard together.
The smile on Ning Chen's face disappeared, and he took a step forward and disappeared.
Wangyou looked back, a slight smile flashed on her gentle and beautiful face, and then she continued to walk forward.
Outside the Jiuxiao Mountain, on a peak, Ning Chen appeared, still patiently waiting for the appearance of the Holy Envoy of the Four Extremes.
The bright moon hangs high, and it is slightly cold when it shines on the body. The Jiuxiao Mountain in the distance is peaceful. The arrival of the Holy Land messenger has brought some confidence to Jiuxiao up and down.
Most people still believe that even if there is a calamity king who exceeds the Five Tribulations Realm in the Hall of Longevity, he will certainly not dare to be too presumptuous in the face of the intervention of the Holy Land.
Ning Chen waited for six days and would come every night, without the slightest impatience.
Finally, the person who was supposed to appear came out.
When it was halfway through the night, outside Jiuxiao, a four-pole holy messenger dressed in purple appeared and went all the way east.
Above the peak, Ning Chen's feet moved and followed.
Three hundred miles to the west of Jiuxiao Mountain, the Siji Holy Envoy stopped his figure and waited quietly in place.
Not long after, an illusory figure walked out, the two chatted for a while, and then left.
Without any delay, the sage of the four poles quickly returned to the direction of Jiuxiao Mountain.
However, just halfway through, a figure in plain clothes appeared out of thin air, blocking the front.
The four-pole sage's brows turned cold, suppressing the uneasy feeling in his heart, and said solemnly, "Young man, you have gone to the wrong place"
"Yes, I've been waiting for you for a long time," Ning Chen said calmly.
Without too much nonsense, Ning Chen's body disappeared instantly, the wind and clouds gathered, and a sword broke through the air.
"boom"
The swords and palms meet, the space explodes, and the battle of life and death begins.
The fierce battle, rolling over thousands of feet of sand, and shattering rocks, was completely destroyed by this terrifying aftermath.
The Holy Envoy of the Four Extremes was shocked, and it was hard to believe why the young man in front of him had such a powerful strength.
Ning Chen condensed the sword with his fingers, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth rolled around, regretting the Holy Envoy of the Four Extremes.
Not long after, the corners of their mouths were dyed red.
Ning Chen wiped the blood from his mouth, his face was cold, just based on his current cultivation, the fight was indeed more difficult than expected.
The look of the Holy Envoy of the Four Extremes is even more serious and abnormal. He really can't think of who the young man in front of him is. He obviously only has the cultivation of the second-rank acquired, but he is so powerful.
Compared to the control of the power of heaven and earth, he is even at a disadvantage.
"retreat"
The Four Pole Saints made a decisive decision and quickly retreated.
"Can you go?"
Ning Chen snorted coldly, his figure flashed, turned into a stream of light to catch up, a sword fell, and the sky collapsed.
With a loud bang, the sage of the four poles stepped back a dozen steps, and on the right chest, a terrifying sword mark appeared, and the bones were deep.
"Too deceitful"
The envoy of the four extremes was furious, turned his palms to lift his breath, and his whole body affected the power of heaven and earth, forming a trend of overturning the river and the sea, and roaring violently.
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and when he stepped on it, dark yellow light rose up around his body, the earth suddenly trembled, and cracks opened.
"The scroll of the earth, the earth turns a thousand times"
The earth that slammed violently made the feet of the four-pole holy envoy suddenly unstable. For a short moment, the earth split and rose in all directions, and then quickly closed in the middle.
With a loud bang, the sage of the four poles was submerged in the earth and disappeared without a trace.
The first scroll of the earth appears in the realm of the four poles, terrifying and powerful, shaking the world.
After a while, an angry roar sounded in the ground, and the four-pole saint rushed out of the bondage, his hair was dyed red, and he was abnormally embarrassed.
Ning Chen's foot moved, and he instantly flew into the air. He turned his right hand and slammed it down, knocking it down to the ground again.
The next moment, Ning Chen stepped into the air, his figure disappeared, and he came to the front of the four-pole sage, stepped on it, and instantly shattered the latter's meridians.
The terrifying pain came, and the sage of the four poles was unbearable, his pupils suddenly enlarged, and then passed out.
Ning Chen stepped forward, fumbled a few times, and immediately picked it up, his figure flickered, and disappeared into the night after a while.
Xihua Palace, West Wing, when Ning Chen came back, the sky was already bright. Fortunately, in the West Wing, except for Wangyou, who was in charge of serving tea and water, few others came here.
Of course, there is also a forgetful chatter all day long.
After dawn, Wangyou came over with clean water for washing his face. Above the wooden basin, there was a towel, white as snow.
"Sir, please," Wangyou said softly.
A look of helplessness appeared on Ning Chen's face, even after so many days passed, he still felt a little awkward.
"Miss Wangyou, I can do these things myself."
Ning Chen smiled bitterly and said, it is really weird to have a Taoist body of innate level bring tea and water to him.
Wangyou didn't speak, with a gentle smile on his face, he stood quietly by the side.
"Ning Chen"
At this moment, a crisp voice came, breaking the deadlock.
"Wash your face"
Ning Chen responded angrily, stepped forward and smeared his face with water, how could the two sisters have so different personalities.
The only thing that is the same is that one is harder to mess with than the other.
After watching Ning Chen finish washing, Wangyou walked up to the front of the wooden basin and walked out of the house.
In front of the door, after Wang Yu saw Wang You, he laughed and hopped into the house.
"Ning Chen, let's have a try today, shall we?" Wang Yu said excitedly.
"You are too embarrassed to say that," Ning Chen said angrily.
What did this girl think? He blushes for her when the seventh rank hits the second rank.
"I will suppress your cultivation and will never bully you." Wang Yu patted his chest and vowed.
"No comparison, no interest," Ning Chen refused without hesitation.
"Let's go, let's have a game"
Wang Yu started directly and dragged the former out.
"You are a girl, you should be reserved." Ning Chen was dragged, he couldn't resist, and he couldn't resist, he reminded.
"I know"
Wang Yu agreed with a sentence, but he didn't mean to let go of his hand at all, so he pulled it out with all his strength.
After a stalemate for a while, Ning Chen was dragged away. When he was about to leave the small courtyard, he saw Wangyou, and he winked suddenly as if he had seen a savior.
It's a pity that Wangyou just smiled, didn't speak, and didn't stop as usual.
The two quickly came to the martial arts field of Xihua Palace. On the martial arts field, there were many disciples of Xihua Palace practicing swordsmanship. When they saw a strange man appearing, they couldn't help but glanced curiously.
Wangyou followed quietly, and when he arrived, he whispered, "Be merciful."
"Don't worry, I will try my best to let him go," Wang Yu said confidently.
Ning Chen helplessly smiled and nodded without leaving a trace.
Seeing someone competing, the disciples of Xihua Palace immediately dispersed, making room for the two of them.
"What weapon do you use?" Wang Yu shook the whip in his hand and laughed.
Ning Chen glanced at the many weapons on the weapon rack, took two steps forward, pulled out a wooden sword, and said, "Just it"
Wang Yu didn't feel that Ning Chen underestimated her, they were just learning from each other, and they just got to the point.
"Be careful"
Wang Yu threw out the long whip in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, the long whip swirled like a long snake towards Ning Chen. The disciples of Xihua Palace watched this battle nervously. Although they could see that Wang Yu was showing mercy and only used less than 10% of his cultivation, the young man in front of him was too weak. , can take a few tricks, no one is watching
come out.
Ning Chen raised the wooden sword and pointed it to three feet of the long whip in front of him. Immediately, within three feet, all the power of the long whip was removed. Taking advantage of this gap, he wiped the long whip and stepped forward, holding the wooden sword. Knocked on Wang Yu's hand.
"Ah!" Wang Yu groaned in pain, and let go of his hand unconsciously, and the long whip fell to the ground.
Ning Chen put away his sword, and the depression that had been bothering him for a few days suddenly dissipated a lot. Looking at Wang Yu who had not yet reacted, he wanted to say something, I have endured you for a long time, but Wangyou was still on the side, so generously bear it.
The disciples of Xihua Palace looked at each other, obviously not understanding what was going on.
"No, I wasn't ready just now, do it again." Wang Yu regained his senses, rubbed his red hands, and said dissatisfiedly.
Just as Ning Chen was about to speak, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura coming, and he immediately calmed down and put the wooden sword in his hand back on the weapon rack.
"Wangyu, come here" aside, Wangyou said softly.
Wang Yu didn't understand what was wrong, but he walked over obediently.
"Young Master Ning, goodbye by fate" Wangyou walked forward with Wangyu, smiled gently, and said goodbye.