The man glared at Shen Qingluo, then walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand towards Hexi, and said, "Shen Sen from Xia Qingxia Gate, thank you for saving my life in the Fenglong domain, and you haven't asked your son's name and teacher's inheritance? "
He Xi stretched out his hand and shook him, with a calm expression on his face, "I'm Xi Yue."
Shen Sen soon became more impressed with this boy.
Not only because he saved Shen Qingluo, but also because he seemed to be only at the foundation establishment stage, facing the spiritual pressure he quietly released, he was neither humble nor overbearing, calm and unhurried.
And knowing that Qingxia Sect is one of the four major sects in Miluo Continent, and that Ruo'er has a special status, she has no intention of flattering her at all.
When Shen Qingluo heard Hexi's self-reported name, she chewed the word "Xi Yue" on the tip of her tongue several times.
She secretly looked at the young man in front of her. He was handsome and elegant, extraordinary, as bright as the moonlight, and as bright as the snow in Tianshan Mountain.
Such a beautiful young man never appeared even in Shen Qingluo's fantasy.
Moreover, he is still so brave and so strong, saving himself from the nightmare of hell.
Thinking of this, Shen Qingluo's face became even more flushed, and she didn't even dare to glance at Hexi casually.
She tugged at Shen Sen's sleeve, lowered her head, occasionally raised her eyes to take a peek at Hexi, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I don't know if Mr. Xi is here to participate in the hunting competition?"
"Exactly."
"That... I... My senior brother and I are also here to participate in the hunting competition." Shen Qingluo said full of expectation, "Why don't we go to the registration place together. If... If the number drawn is closer, maybe it will be sent to you at that time The location will be closer."
The hunting contest entered Broken Soul Mountain relying on the teleportation array, which entered the competition venue in order of the numbers drawn, but the teleportation positions were random. Therefore, there is no saying that the closer the drawn number, the closer the location of the final teleportation landing will be.
Shen Sen coughed lowly, held back his smile, and didn't want to expose his niece's little thoughts, "If Mr. Xi didn't accompany you, how about going to the venue with us?"
He Xi nodded without hesitation, compared to being alone, being with the people from Qingxia Sect would save her a lot of trouble.
Several people passed through the crowd all the way, and walked slowly towards the palace not far away.
The journey was not long, but it made Shen Sen's impression of this young man named Xi Yue better and better.
He has a beautiful face, a clear and pleasant voice, and he speaks neither humble nor overbearing, without the slightest bit of inferiority and cynicism that a low-level casual martial artist would have.
Moreover, Shen Sen chatted with him about some cultivation matters, originally intending to give him some advice, so as to return a little favor.
Who knew that after some conversation, this Xi Yue's understanding of cultivation and dantian meridians would benefit him a lot.
As for the disciples of the Qingxia sect who were following Shen Sen, they had already been chattering around Xi Yue, almost completely forgetting that he was just a low-level warrior in the foundation establishment period.
"Young Master Xi, may I ask why when I practice the water system's basic skills, I always feel a little stagnation in the knees of my legs. And as the cultivation level increases, the stagnation on the knees gradually turns into pain."
Hexi took a look at this young disciple, observed his appearance, and probed his knees with spiritual power, before saying calmly: "Your physique is rather cold, and the water-type kung fu is inherently feminine, so the damp and cold Qi will stagnate in your joints."