Supreme Lord

Chapter 57: A lot of chiefs

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Is there another hidden eye that has not collapsed

Real Qing Ning looked at Gu Qingfeng suspiciously. Obviously, she didn't believe it. After all, she had checked in detail with her spiritual sense just now, and all the formations and formation eyes inside had completely collapsed, so there were no formation eyes left.

"Master Qing Ning, this person's origin is unknown, I'm afraid he is deliberately delaying our time, maybe he has already tipped off the news, and is waiting for helpers to come and snatch this cave."

The white-clothed man named Li Qiandong heard the secret voice transmission, and Qing Ning was stunned. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is also possible.

"I think he's just stalling for time, waiting for a helper, Daoist Qing Ning, wait until I get rid of him first!"

Huang Yao had just sacrificed the flying sword, and suddenly, a violent sound came from the cave, causing the surrounding earth to tremble.

"Not good! Back up!"

Daoist Qing Ning's expression changed drastically, and he quickly backed away, and the others also jumped up in fright, dodging back.

At the same time, a tyrannical force exploded from the entrance of the cave, and immediately collapsed and disappeared the formation that Daoist Qing Ning had arranged at the entrance of the cave.

Looking at this scene, Daoist Qing Ning seemed a little unbelievable, and also felt a little scared. Judging from the force that exploded just now, if he went down just now, then...

Thinking of this, Daoist Qing Ning really didn't dare to continue to think about it, but looked at the strange man standing under the big tree and was eating the red leaf monster fruit. Eyes? And how did he know about it

Without thinking too much, real Qing Ning quickly thanked her: "Thank you for reminding me just now, fellow daoist, otherwise I would..." After a pause, she introduced herself again: "I am Qing Ning, from the Jiuhua League. Great name."

Jiuhua League

Gu Qingfeng once heard the name of the Jiuhua League mentioned by Huo De. It is said that this alliance arose during the catastrophe, and it has developed to this day. It is very powerful, almost covering the entire Qingyang territory, and is in charge of many sects, Yunxia sect is one of them one.

Gu Qingfeng really didn't expect that he would not only meet a disciple of the Yunxia Sect, but also a member of the Jiuhua League. Seeing the real Qing Ning's question, he only replied that he was passing by. I took a look inside, there was just an explosion inside, and the spiritual breath was extremely chaotic, so I thought it would be better to wait a while.

Seeing that the other party didn't even say his name, although Daoist Qing Ning was puzzled, he didn't want to ask too much, but felt that this man was rather weird, because she couldn't detect any spiritual power in Gu Qingfeng, not even a little bit.

This is just too weird.

But all practitioners have spiritual breath.

Why is there no such person

Isn't he a practitioner

impossible!

He didn't even notice the hidden eyes in the cave, but he knew it, which meant that her spiritual sense was stronger than his own.

How could such a person not be a practitioner

Master Qing Ning was puzzled, while Li Qiandong, Huang Yao and the others were also frowning deeply, with embarrassing and wary expressions, embarrassing because they underestimated this person just now, and vigilant because this person's origin is unknown, I don't know the strength of cultivation.

"Huo Yong is inferior to the Fenghuo faction, thank you for reminding me just now."

A tall and burly man stood up and thanked him with cupped fists.

Fenghuo faction

Gu Qingfeng thought for a while and didn't have any impression.

Perhaps it was because this disciple of the Fenghuo faction opened his mouth to thank, Li Qiandong also stood up and expressed his thanks with cupped fists: "Li Qiandong from the Yunxia sect, thank you for reminding me just now."

Gu Qingfeng looked at them and asked, "Are you all disciples of Yunxia Sect?"

The young man named Huang Yao stood up and said proudly: "That's right, I am one of the chiefs of the twelfth academy of the Yunxia School, and I, Senior Brother Li, is also one of the chiefs of the twelve courtyards. Come here, I think your Excellency should have heard the name of my senior brother."

"Mu Zibai?" Gu Qingfeng had never heard of it before, and asked, "Is he also the chief of Yunxia Sect?"

"Of course, my eldest brother Mu Zibai is the head of the twelve chiefs, and he built a colorful foundation."

Color foundation

Gu Qingfeng raised his brows, but he was a little surprised.

He knows that the colored roots are also special roots in legends.

Ordinary people usually build ordinary foundations successfully, and colored foundations are much better than ordinary foundations. Whether it is meridians, dantian, or even muscles and bones, they will all turn into colors, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is much faster than ordinary people. Refining It also looks extraordinary, the most important thing is that this kind of foundation is extremely strong, it is said to be protected by colorful spirits, no matter how seriously injured it is, it is difficult to hurt the foundation.

Color foundation is good.

But not everyone can build it.

According to legend, the more colors of spiritual roots there are, the greater the chance of building a colored foundation. One, two, three colors of spiritual roots are out of the question, the probability is too low, at least four or more colors of spiritual roots have a chance.

What Gu Qingfeng sighed was that when he was cultivating in this world, if someone could build a colorful foundation, not to mention shocking the world, he would definitely be a genius who robbed the territory. Pai can only be the chief disciple, and he is not the most powerful disciple. I heard from Huo De that there are nine chiefs above the chiefs of the twelve courtyards.

If Lao Shizi's Mu Zibai built a colorful foundation and could only become the Chief of the Twelfth Academy, what kind of masters should the chief of the Ninth Hall be

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from midair.

"Junior Brother, I'm not late, am I?"

After finishing the words, I saw a handsome man dressed in a white jade robe coming towards the wind. The man had a handsome face, a tall figure, and stepped on a white flying sword.

"Big brother!"

Li Qiandong and Huang Yao looked more excited when they saw the visitor.

Obviously the person who came was none other than Mu Zibai who they said had built a colorful foundation and was known as the head of the Twelfth Academy.

Mu Zibai withdrew his flying sword, and then greeted Daoist Qing Ning with a slight smile, but he didn't call Daoist, but Qing Ning, it seemed that the two had a good relationship.

"Isn't it too dishonest for you Yunxia faction to do this, and even call for helpers? If that's the case, then I'll go and call our Fenghuo brothers over!"

There has always been an ancient rule in this world, that is, anyone who sees something that has no owner has a share, but the premise is that you can't call for help. This is an old rule handed down from ancient times.

"Hehe, Brother Huo, Mu is not the helper who called here. Qing Ning and I discovered this cave first, but I had to leave for a while beforehand. If you don't believe me, you can ask."

Master Qing Ning nodded, and responded: "That's true, Mu Zibai and I..." As he was speaking, Gu Qingfeng next to him suddenly jumped into the cave without saying a word.

"Huh? Who was that person just now?"