"It can't be, Chi Hu has been captured alive by Lu Tianping!"
Pei Chengxiu, the number one disciple of the Dusk Sect in the west of the river, exclaimed the moment he received the news. Not only did he stun the disciples of the various sects, but even Laozu from the various sects who had gathered on the other side of Fei Liang Mountain also looked towards him.
Chi Hu, Hu Liefeng, was the number one disciple of the Multicolored Tiger clan's third generation cultivator. Although he was the last Mountain Lord, from the third Mountain Lord onwards, they were no match for him. He was only ranked ahead of Hu Liefeng because of his seniority.
This person was famous among the northwest demon clan and was also rather famous in the central mainland cultivation world. This was because he had once chased after the second disciple of the Zi Yang Palace, Fan Mingjie, for three thousand miles in the west wilderness.
Although he was later stopped by Yan Nanfei, Yan Nanfei was ultimately unable to do anything to this person. He calmly retreated before the others from the Zi Yang Palace arrived. After this battle, Chi Hu's name began to rise in the cultivation world.
After that, the demon clan of the west wilderness joined forces with the Zi Yang Palace to fight a few battles. Hu Liefeng consecutively killed a Great Cultivator of the Zi Yang Palace, two mid Dharma adepts, and injured three Great Cultivators. In the end, his name spread throughout the central mainland cultivation world. There was no need to doubt his strength, and he was one of the rare warriors of the Multicolored Tiger clan.
However, it was precisely this demon cultivator, who was a headache even for the Zi Yang Palace, who was captured alive not long after fighting with Lu Tianping. Although they had already heard many rumors about this Sword Celestial of the North Sea Water, when it really happened in front of these geniuses, it was still enough to shock them.
However, this time, it was destined that Lu Tianping would completely make these disciples of the various sects bow their heads before him. Just when everyone had yet to recover from the news of Lu Ping capturing Hu Liefeng alive, a hurried whistle cut through the void at the peak of Fei Liang Mountain.
Pei Chengxiu was shocked and said, "Feihongxin, what happened?"
Everyone was confused, but they saw Bae Chengxiu hurriedly stand up and form several hand seals. The whistling sound that cut through the void was getting closer and closer, and they knew that a feather-shaped jade slip had fallen into his hand.
Nangong Xiaojian perked up and asked, "Daoist Pei, did something big happen?"
Everyone turned to look at Pei Chengxiu, only to see that his face was filled with a strange expression. He seemed to be in disbelief, but also seemed to find it funny. However, he also seemed to be afraid of something and did not dare to laugh out loud. Following that, a perplexed expression appeared on his face. It was as if he did not even hear Nangong Xiaojian's question.
Although the crowd didn't know what had happened, Bae Cheng Xiu's strength could be ranked in the middle among the crowd. Furthermore, he was the local host, so the direct disciples of the various sects had to give him some face. Seeing him in such a state, how could they not know that something big must have happened?
In the end, it was Laozu's disciples who were also watching them from the other side of the mountain peak who couldn't take it anymore. The Sunset Sect's Grand Elder, Tan Zhong Laozu, coughed and asked, "Chengxiu, what happened? Why did you lose control of your mind?"
When Bae Cheng Xiu suddenly heard his sect's Laozu's question, he immediately came back to his senses with an "ah". He knew that he had lost face in front of the cultivators of the various sects. For a moment, he was even more at a loss and did not know what to do.
Tan Zhong Laozu was also rather displeased to see his own disciple in such a panic. There was a hint of disappointment in his tone as he said, "Bring me the Feihongxin!"
Bae Cheng Xiu looked as if he had just woken up from a dream. He hurriedly handed the Feihongxin to the sect's Grand Elder with a flushed face.
However, at that moment, a few rays of light suddenly descended from outside the Feiliang Mountain. A few young cultivators walked out of the light one after another.
"Eh, Senior Brother Dongfang, why did you come back? Didn't you fight with Lu Tianping?"
"Why did Qin Shijun from the Crystal Palace also come back? He doesn't look too good. Could it be that they were all defeated by Lu Tianping?"
"Bullsh * t. How much effort did he put in? Moreover, how could Senior Brother Qin be defeated!"
"Senior Sister Shui, over here!"
"Lu Zhichuan from the Lingyun Valley doesn't seem to have returned!"
…
"What's wrong with these people? Why do they all look like frosted eggplants?"
The cultivators who returned to the Feiliang Mountain were undoubtedly the direct descendants of various sacred grounds and large sects. They were all famous rising stars in the entire cultivation world.
However, after these people landed on the peak of the Feiliang Mountain, all of their expressions were extremely ugly. Some looked gloomy, some looked desolate, some had strange expressions, and some were in disbelief … In short, not a single one of them was calm.
"What, how is this possible?"
An exclamation came from afar. It was the Grand Elder of the Sunset Sect who had taken the Feihongxin letter from Bae Cheng Xiu. Even though this Laozu had thousands of years of self-restraint, he could not maintain his composure at this moment and could not help but exclaim.
"Fellow Tan Chong, why are you so flustered?"
Qi Fan Laozu's heart skipped a beat as he asked.
The Grand Elder of the Sunset Sect smiled bitterly as he handed the Feihongxin letter to Qi Fan Laozu.
Qi Fan Laozu took a look at the contents in his heart and replied with an "oh". Then, he discreetly glanced at the Lingyun Valley's Pure Yang Laozu, then quietly handed the Feihongxin letter to Full Moon Laozu.
When Nangong Xiaojian and the other third generation disciples saw that the Laozu from the various sects already knew what had happened, they hurriedly pulled their Grand Senior Brother Dongfang Yanhong over and said, "Senior Brother Dongfang, didn't you say that you were going to spar with Lu Tianping? Why have you returned now? Could it be that …"
Dongfang Yanhong smiled bitterly. He glanced at the people who had returned to Fei Liang Mountain and said to Qin Shijun, "Brother Qin, why don't you explain it to me?"
Qin Shijun also revealed a rare look of embarrassment. He looked at the second direct disciple of the Lingyun Valley, Zhao Zhijie, and said, "Brother Dongfang has given me a difficult problem. However, everyone will know about this sooner or later. Yes, it's that Lu Tianping defeated Fellow Lu from the Lingyun Valley. We felt that we had overestimated ourselves, so we returned first!"
Everyone looked at Zhao Zhijie in the crowd. Those who were quick-witted didn't forget to glance at Pei Chengxiu. They saw that Pei Chengxiu was also looking at Zhao Zhijie with a strange expression. They knew that Pei Chengxiu's loss of composure was probably related to Lu Zhichuan.
When Zhao Zhijie heard that the first direct disciple of his sect had been defeated by Lu Tianping, a look of disappointment appeared on his face. However, he still forced a smile and said, "Why? Should everyone be so surprised that Senior Brother Lu was defeated by Lu Tianping? After all, Lu Tianping is someone who can even repel a Heavenly Demon. Even if Senior Brother Lu was defeated by him, everyone shouldn't be so surprised, right?"
Dongfang Yanhong, Qin Shijun, and the others laughed dryly and said, "That's right, that's right, that's right!"
Right at this moment, a furious voice suddenly rang out from where the Old Ancestors of the various sects were gathered, "How dare you!"
Everyone looked over and saw the Pure Yang Laozu disciple of the Lingyun Valley suddenly stand up. His face was full of anger as he said, "How dare that North Sea disciple bully my Lingyun Valley! The Old Man will definitely grind his bones to dust!"
The direct disciples of the various sects were shocked. Only Qin Shijun, Shui Zhirou, Dongfang Yanhong, and the others seemed to have expected this and didn't find it strange at all.
Seeing that the Laozu disciples of the various sects were trying to persuade them, the Lingyun Valley direct disciple Zhao Zhijie said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Qin, Fellow Shui, Fellow Daoist Dongfang, how exactly did my Eldest Senior Brother lose to Lu Tianping? Please tell me!"
The three of them looked at each other, and in the end, Shui Zhirou said, "Fellow Daoist Lu challenged Lu Tianping to learn from him, but he was defeated by Lu Tianping in one move …"
"What? That's impossible! "
Without waiting for Zhao Zhijie to act, the several proud direct disciples of the various sects couldn't sit still anymore. They jumped up and subconsciously shouted.
Qin Shijun's face darkened, and he said, "Are you all suspecting that we're lying?"
The status of the cultivators who stood up naturally couldn't be compared to the number one direct disciples of the holy lands. Hearing that, their expressions changed, and they sat back down unwillingly.
Dongfang Yanhong also said with a bitter smile, "I know you all don't believe me, but that's the truth. After hearing the news of Fellow Daoist Lu's defeat, we thought that our strength was about the same as Fellow Daoist Lu's. In order to avoid humiliating ourselves, we could only retreat."
A dignified number one direct disciple of a holy land couldn't even take one move from a cultivator of the same realm. No wonder the direct disciples of the various holy lands and large sects who tried to challenge Lu Tianping all returned with their tails between their legs. It was also no wonder that Pei Chengxiu had lost her composure.
Although it was embarrassing, there was no need for the Lingyun Valley's Pure Yang Laozu to be so angry. No matter how narrow-minded this Laozu was, he was still inferior to Lu Tianping in the end. Why did he have to lose his temper on the spot and suddenly become a laughing stock?
Nangong Xiaojian's mind spun quickly. He concluded that there must be some hidden story behind this, so he looked at Pei Chengxiu again. Unexpectedly, when Pei Chengxiu saw his gaze, she subconsciously avoided it.
Nangong Xiaojian chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Pei, is there some hidden story behind this that we don't know?"
This fellow was as cunning as a ghost. He had seen through the clues but did not ask Dongfang Hongyan, Qin Shijun, or the other direct disciples of the holy lands who had seen it with their own eyes. Instead, he asked Pei Chengxiu, a soft persimmon. Naturally, it was because his Skyward Pavilion was not afraid of offending the Sunset Sect.
Pei Chengxiu stammered, "What hidden story? Haven't the brothers from the holy lands already told us?"
"Is that so?"
Nangong Xiaojian smiled sinisterly. Just as he was about to continue asking, he heard a loud roar from afar. The Lingyun Valley's Pure Yang Laozu, Chang Shengzi, stood up with his palms facing the sky. He said, "Lu Tianping, you dare to bully my Lingyun Valley? Let the Old Man have a taste of you!"
Everyone was taken aback. That Lu Tianping had already arrived?
The wind and clouds surged on the peak of Feiling Mountain. As Chang Shengzi pushed out his palms, the clouds that shrouded the peak immediately transformed into a giant Cloud Luan. The Cloud Luan let out a long cry, flapped its wings, and extended its claws, grabbing at two black dots in the distance.
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