Chapter 328
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After all, he had killed two of Reverend Black Bamboo's disciples. If Reverend Black Bamboo found out that his disciples had died at the hands of Wang Changsheng, wouldn't he kill Wang Changsheng to vent his anger? → Looking at free serial novels to read … e.
When he thought about how he had offended a Yuanying cultivator, Wang Changsheng felt a chill run down his spine.
Wang Changsheng carefully thought about it and confirmed that he had done it cleanly. No one had seen him do it. As long as he didn't say anything, Reverend Black Bamboo wouldn't know about it.
However, just in case, Wang Changsheng planned to find an opportunity to destroy the magic tools and things that could be easily marked from the storage pouches of the black-clothed man and the purple-clothed woman. He didn't want to be remembered by a Yuanying cultivator.
"Yes, this is absolutely true. Reverend Black Bamboo had successfully formed his Nascent Soul before he was five hundred years old. His future is limitless. Whoever can marry Reverend Black Bamboo's only daughter, Fairy Ziyun, is truly blessed." When he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's face was filled with longing.
"Yes! Fairy Ziyun had cultivated to the Great Circle of Foundation Establishment before she was thirty years old, and she was also a sword cultivator. Such a beauty is probably only worthy of the Four Heroes of the Star Sea. "The young man nodded in agreement.
"Fairy Ziyun? Less than thirty years old? Great Circle of Foundation Establishment? Sword cultivator? " When these four words were put together, the figure of the purple-clothed woman suddenly appeared in Wang Changsheng's mind. The magic tool she used was a sword called the Purple Cloud Sword. Could it be that the purple-clothed woman he had killed was Reverend Black Bamboo's only daughter?
When he thought of this, Wang Changsheng's forehead couldn't help but sweat.
"In addition to Fairy Ziyun, Reverend Black Bamboo's second disciple, Chen Biao, is also quite famous. This person cultivates the Purple Dipper Art, which is a cultivation technique from the Purple Dipper Sect. Rumor has it that this person once used his strength to resist a second level demon beast. I don't know if it's true or not," the woman said with some uncertainty.
"Even if it's not true, the fact that there is such a rumor means that this person's divine ability is indeed extraordinary."
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng smiled bitterly in his heart. The three of them probably did not expect that the two people they were talking about had died at Wang Changsheng's hands.
After that, Wang Changsheng chatted with the three of them for a while before taking his leave.
After leaving the Lun Dao Pavilion, Wang Changsheng released the Green Light Disc and flew high up into the sky.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng flew to a height of more than three hundred meters. He didn't dare to fly too high because there were many demonic birds in the Outer Sea, and they often appeared in groups. If he encountered a group of demonic birds, it would be troublesome.
Wang Changsheng stood on the green disc and looked down at the Jade Cloud Island.
After a while, Wang Changsheng's C-controlled cyan disc flew towards the southeast of the island.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng landed on a black mountain peak that was more than a thousand feet high.
Wang Changsheng released his divine sense and scanned the surroundings. After confirming that there was no one nearby, he walked into a cave at the top of the mountain.
Not long after, a burst of explosive sounds came from the cave.
After a quarter of an hour, Wang Changsheng walked out of the cave with a faint smile on his face.
He destroyed most of the things in the storage pouches of the black-clothed man and the purple-clothed woman, leaving only the Spirit Stones and Pill Y. He even copied the contents of the jade slips that recorded the cultivation methods into the blank jade slips.
For the sake of his life, Wang Changsheng had to do this. He didn't forget that when he was escorting Wu Ling 'er, the Witch Tribe's Core Formation Stage cultivator could sense Wu Ling' er's existence within ten thousand miles with a drop of blood essence. Master Purple Bamboo was now a Yuanying Stage cultivator. If he left a mark on the purple-clothed woman's magic tool and used the mark to find Wang Changsheng, Wang Changsheng wouldn't be able to cry. For the sake of safety, Wang Changsheng could only destroy the things that could easily leave a mark.
After returning to the inn, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for Gao Chong's arrival.
"Brother Wang, are you inside? I'm Gao Chong. "After an unknown amount of time, Gao Chong's voice sounded from outside the door.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes with a touch of joy on his face.
He opened the door and saw Gao Chong and four of his fellow disciples standing outside the door.
There were three men and two women. Except for Gao Chong who was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, the other four were at the late stage of Foundation Establishment.
"I'm sorry! Brother Wang, we were delayed by something and came a day late. We've made you wait for a long time. "Gao Chong smiled at Wang Changsheng and said apologetically.
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