Chapter 472

The blood-colored carriage came from the horizon and caught up with the White Cloud Boat in the blink of an eye.

In the past few days, Shi Xuan and the others had met many unfamiliar Itinerant Cultivators because they all had the same goal — to go to the Luofu Sect to participate in the Golden Core Ceremony. However, among these Itinerant Cultivators, when they saw such a huge and magnificent flying instrument like the White Cloud Boat, they felt that its owner was not someone to be trifled with. Therefore, no one dared to approach it and hurriedly passed by. As for those who were knowledgeable, how could they not recognize Penglai's famous instrument? They did not dare to approach it and did not dare to try to befriend it.

Therefore, these outer sanctum disciples were only surprised by the eight blood dragons on the blood-colored carriage. They did not think that there was anything wrong with it and thought that it would quickly pass by. However, when the blood-colored carriage reached the same level as the White Cloud Boat, it suddenly slowed down and moved side by side with the White Cloud Boat.

Seeing this unusual behavior, a few disciples came to their senses and hurriedly stood beside Shi Xuan.

On the shaft of the blood-colored carriage stood eight wooden guards wearing crimson armor. Behind them was an ordinary-looking middle-aged driver who was controlling the eight blood dragons. In the incomparably spacious carriage, there were a total of forty-eight maids. Some were dancing, some were playing the zither, some were making tea, and some were grinding ink … Among them, eight were serving a young man wearing a snow-white Taoist robe. Some were massaging his back, some were massaging his feet …

The young man looked very delicate. There was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth. He tilted his head and said in a gentle and calm voice, "May I know which Taoist friend Penglai is here?" In contrast to his voice, his eyes were deathly still, like the eyes of a stone statue.

Shi Xuan secretly prepared himself and took a step forward. Although he was not too worried that the Golden Core practitioner of the Blood Demon Sect would do something irrational outside the Luofu Sect, the intermittent madness of the Blood Demon Sect's practitioners was well-known, so it was better to be safe than sorry.

However, before Shi Xuan had time to say his name, the young man laughed, "So it's Shi Xuan, Taoist friend Shi. Very good, very interesting." The deathly still eyes seemed to be ignited with a little crazy flame. Then, before Shi Xuan could react, he gently clapped his hands and the blood-colored carriage became very fast. In the blink of an eye, it overtook the White Cloud Boat and rushed into the Luofu Mountain.

"Martial Uncle Shi, this is?" Luo Banshan asked curiously. Looking at the young man's behavior, it seemed that he knew Martial Uncle Shi.

Shi Xuan smiled and said, "If I didn't guess wrongly, it should be Ning Wuque from the Inescapable Blood Net." The practitioners of the Blood Demon Sect were cold by nature. After so many years, the other Jindan Grandmaster would not behave like this to him because of his identity. Only Ning Wuqing and Wang Qinian died when the four of them went to intercept him. Only Ning Wuque, who returned to the sect in a sorry state, felt that it was a great shame and remembered it in his heart.

A few years ago, when Ning Wuque achieved the Upper Grade Golden Core, the sect considered the entanglement between him and the Blood Demon Sect, so they did not think of sending him to celebrate. However, he did not expect to meet him today.

Not only Luo Banshan and Tang Youqiu, but even the other eight younger outer sanctum disciples had heard of the battle in which Shi Xuan killed the Asura Blood Blade Duan Wuqing. Therefore, they asked worriedly, "Martial Uncle Shi, will he …?"

Shi Xuan smiled and shook his head, "If he dares to attack me on the way to the Luofu Sect to congratulate me, the elders of the Luofu Sect will definitely kill him. They will not let go of the opportunity to kill a Upper Grade Golden Core of the Blood Demon Sect. After that, the Blood Demon Sect can only pinch their noses and accept it."

Seeing that they seemed to be a little confused, Shi Xuan continued to explain, "You should know that the Blood Demon Sect is crazy, but they are not crazy. Ning Wuque was in a hurry to leave just now because he was afraid that he could not suppress the killing intent in his heart and lose his life to the Luofu Sect. On the other hand, I reckon that the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect will find trouble with me. You should be prepared. " Actually, Shi Xuan was still worried that Ning Wuque would not care about Jindan Grandmaster's dignity and intercept them on the way back. Therefore, he was prepared to leave some backup plans.

Tang Youqiu, Luo Banshan and the eight outer sanctum disciples looked at each other. They were already prepared for trouble. Even when they had just mastered the sword array, Li Bingnan and a few other disciples were eager to try it out. They could not wait for someone to come and find trouble with them so that they could test out the power of the sword array. What they found strange was that according to the words of Martial Uncle Shi, the elders of the Luofu Sect could kill Ning Wuque. This was a Upper Grade Golden Core. In their eyes, it was already a top-notch power. How could he say it so casually? Could it be that the elders of the Luofu Sect who were in death seclusion could come out temporarily?

"Alright, we will reach Mount Luofu in a while. You guys should also tidy up your appearance," Shi Xuan instructed. These disciples were panting heavily during the practice just now.

Li Bingnan and the others tidied themselves up while whispering to each other. Among them, Li Bingnan said, "Have you guys heard about the incident where Martial Uncle Shi killed the Asura Blood Blade Duan Wuqing? That was incomparably exciting! "He wanted to show off his knowledge.

Jiang Nianqiao burst out laughing, "Senior Li, you don't have to talk about this kind of thing that everyone knows. We all know about Martial Uncle Shi's past battles." Ren Shuiyao and the other disciples nodded in agreement.

Li Bingnan was a little embarrassed. Zhou Banyu did not know about it back then, so he thought that many people were the same. However, he did not expect that the other disciples also knew about it. He smiled embarrassedly, "I just feel that this was something that happened more than fifty years ago. At that time, many of you were not even born yet. I am afraid that you don't know much about it, so I want to explain it to you."

"Hehe, I was indeed not born yet at that time, but there are many jade slips in the market place that introduce the various masters of the Cultivation World, and they are extremely detailed," Ren Shuiyao explained with a chuckle.

Li Bingnan was extremely gloomy. He was born in a poor family, and the spirit stones he had saved up had all been used to exchange for medicinal soups, techniques, and spells. How could he have the chance to buy such useless jade slips? However, his gloominess soon disappeared, because under his lead, the other disciples began to discuss Shi Shuan's past battles, and he immediately joined in excitedly.

Shi Xuan stood at the front of the boat and looked at the hazy Mount Luofu in the distance. Listening to the conversation of the disciples behind him, he sighed softly. 51 years had passed just like that. The time of cultivation was really fast and long.

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"It's so beautiful." Jiang Nianqiao looked at the Mount Luofu not far away and blurted out.

The Mount Luofu was not like Penglai Island, which had dozens of protruding peaks. It was a very long mountain range that stretched across the southwest of the Southern Barbarian Continent. There were many spiritual peaks in the mountain range, and there were many exotic flowers and grasses. There were clear springs, mountain streams, and withered vines and ancient trees everywhere. And in the depths of the mountain range, there were from time to time residences shrouded in mist and smoke, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Seeing the arrival of the white cloud boat, a young disciple wearing a silver-white robe flew up, cupped his hands and asked, "Is it Senior Penglai who has arrived? Junior Hu Yunsong greets you." This good-looking disciple seemed to be a Divine Soul Stage cultivator.

Shi Xuan couldn't help but secretly sigh. The Luofu Sect really had a great style. They actually had a Divine Soul Stage master as a welcoming Daoist. However, this also made the cultivators who came to participate in the Golden Core Ceremony very satisfied. They felt that the Luofu Sect had given them a lot of face.

"Penglai Shi Xuan greets fellow daoist Hu here." Shi Xuan took a step forward and cupped his hands to return the greeting.

Hu Yunsong's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "So it's fellow daoist Shi. You have to be careful when you arrive at the sect. I don't know how many elders and disciples of the sect want to compare notes with you. "

Even sects like Yingzhou Sect, Heavenly Fire Sect, and Netherworld Sect, which had no magic treasure related to flying swords, had many cultivators choose flying swords as their life source magic treasure. Not to mention the Luofu Sect which had the Misty Song Technique and the Pure Yang Flying Sword Invisible Sword as their magic treasure. At least 70% of the cultivators in the sect chose flying swords and focused on swordsmanship.

As for Shi Xuan, if it wasn't for the fact that the relationship between the Luofu Sect and Penglai wasn't good or bad, as well as Shi Xuan's reputation for being cruel and merciless, these cultivators of the Luofu Sect would have already come to challenge him. Now that Shi Xuan had delivered himself to their door, they definitely wouldn't let go of this opportunity. In addition, there wouldn't be any casualties on the battle stage, so Hu Yunsong said this.

Shi Xuan also said with a smile, "I'm afraid that fellow daoist Hu is also one of them, right?" Yong Xiang had once told Shi Xuan that there was nothing wrong with changing the Luofu Sect to the Luofu Sword Sect. Although they weren't sword cultivators and didn't practice sword qi, when a group of disciples went out, most of them would use flying swords. Even the true disciples who practiced the Luofu Immortal Technique chose flying swords.

Hu Yunsong was stunned as he didn't expect Shi Xuan to be so direct. He then laughed and said, "Indeed, I don't dare to deny it. However, fellow daoist Shi isn't as arrogant as the rumors say. Sure enough, rumors can't be completely trusted. "

"However, I'm here to congratulate Senior Shen on achieving Gold Core, so I don't want to be too troublesome. Please pass on the message, fellow daoist Hu, that I'll at most spar with one person." There were many good sword cultivators in the Luofu Sect, and Shi Xuan was also a little itchy. However, Shi Xuan was here representing Penglai. If he kept going to the battle stage to spar with others, it would seem too frivolous and lose the dignity of the sect. Therefore, he decided on the number of people and let the Luofu Sect decide who to send first.

Hu Yunsong didn't look troubled and nodded. "It should be so. Actually, fellow daoist Shi is an honored guest, so as the host, we won't force you. Alright, let me bring fellow daoist Shi to the place where you're staying. "

Shi Xuan motioned for Tang Youqiu to put away the White Cloud Boat and said at the same time, "Fellow daoist Hu, please."

Along the way, Hu Yunsong pulled Shi Xuan to talk about sword techniques. Looking at his fanatical look, Shi Xuan felt that if he turned to a sword cultivator, he might have a better future.

After crossing a few streams and a few small peaks, a quiet valley appeared in front of them. There was a small lake that looked like jade inside, and there were a few quiet and elegant courtyards beside the lake.

"Fellow daoist Shi, you guys can stay in the Emerald Valley for the next few days. I still have to continue receiving guests, so I'll take my leave first. " Hu Yunsong was a little reluctant to leave. Along the way, they talked about sword techniques, which made him feel that Shi Xuan wasn't just for show. Many of Shi Xuan's insights had broken through the fog that had been troubling him for a long time.

The disciples were excitedly looking around their residence for the next few days. They wanted to have a good rest, but Shi Xuan said unhurriedly, "You guys can continue practicing the sword formation." Instantly, their faces revealed a bitter expression. It wasn't that they were unwilling, but they really couldn't. Their soul power had only recovered a little.