"Fellow Black Wind, it looks like we won't be able to borrow the way from Golden Ray Freak …"
Seeing the black-robed old Daoist retreating in embarrassment, the other two Jindan Stage cultivators in the forest also gathered around him. Both of them had worried expressions on their faces. They were all dignified Jindan Stage Daoist Masters. In any other region, they were existences similar to Patriarchs. It could be said that they could call the wind and summon the rain. However, in the vicinity of the Xuan Domain, they were scolded by Jindan Stage cultivator like a grandson. Their faces were filled with anger.
"You all heard it just now. Golden Ray Freak is simply impervious to everything …"
Black Wind smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"F * ck, he's gone too far. Why don't the three of us join forces to kill him and take the array vein!"
An old Taoist with red eyebrows and a bad temper began to curse angrily.
"If the three of us joined forces, we would be able to defeat him. Why would we need to worry here?"
The blue-robed old Taoist sighed and said, "Golden Ray Freak is a great cultivator of the Western Desert. He has been in the Western Desert for hundreds of years and has rarely met a worthy opponent. He is also a violent person. He once slaughtered a small country in a fit of rage. Even if there were three more of us, we would still not be a match for him. Didn't you see the miserable state of the dozen cultivators who died at his hands yesterday?"
Hearing this, the three old Taoists fell silent. Although they were anxious, they were also helpless.
In the world of cultivation, strength was everything. If one's fist was not as big as others', then everything else was meaningless.
The three dignified Golden Core cultivators and Patriarchs were actually staring at each other helplessly …
It was also at this time that an argument broke out not far away …
"Our Taixuan Sect's Grand Elder is not someone you can see just because you want to. If you don't leave now, don't blame my sword for being merciless!"
"F * ck you. I gave you face, didn't I? Nice words don't work. Do you believe that I won't beat you up?"
"How dare you! Do you think the Taixuan Sect is easy to bully?"
"What happened?"
The black-robed Taoist was already unhappy, and when he suddenly heard this noise, his anger rose. He shouted at the source of the argument. The one who was arguing was a white-robed disciple of the Taixuan Sect. He had already summoned his flying sword, but when he heard the Highest Elder's question, he quickly turned his head, pointed to a young man in front of him, and said, "Elder, this little devil wants to see you …"
The black-robed old Taoist took a closer look and saw a little brat dressed in grey. Behind him was a beautiful little girl. The little brat looked unfamiliar, and he didn't know which sect she was from. Just as he was about to ask, the little brat had already jumped up and waved at him. "Old man … Oh, Senior, over here, I have a good idea for you. Do you want to cooperate?"
"What kind of cooperation can a little brat have with me?"
The black-robed old Taoist was slightly stunned and suspicious.
On the other hand, the blue-robed cultivator beside him was slightly startled. He stared at Fang Xing and saw that he was already at the early stage of Foundation Establishment despite his young age. Such a young Foundation Establishment cultivator's aptitude couldn't be too bad, so the blue-robed cultivator didn't dare to look down on him too much. He faintly smiled, cupped his hands, and said to the youth, "Could it be that little friend has a good plan? Why don't you come over and have a chat … "
Fang Xing smiled proudly, glared at the white-robed cultivator who was blocking his way, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"
The white-robed cultivator was angry, but seeing that the Highest Elder had not said anything, he had to step aside.
"Little brat, what do you want to cooperate with us on?"
The red-browed old Taoist snorted coldly. Seeing that it was a young man who looked like a little beggar, he felt a little contemptuous.
Fang Xing walked to the front of the three Gold Core Cultivators, cupped his hands, made a square bow, smiled, and said in a low voice, "Of course it's a big deal. If the three seniors are willing to cooperate with me, I have a way to send your disciples to the Xuan Domain …"
When the three Gold Core Cultivators heard this, their faces all changed, and they looked at Fang Xing with uncertain expressions.
Fang Xing smiled coldly and crossed his arms, looking full of confidence.
"A little brat in the Zhuji Realm can send our disciples to the Xuan Domain? Could it be that they are trying to punish us? "
The red-browed old Taoist said subconsciously, not trusting him.
"Are you very handsome? I have this beautiful little girl to punish me, but I have to rush to punish you? "
Fang Xing rolled his eyes at the red-browed old Taoist and said disdainfully.
"You …"
The red-browed old Taoist flew into a rage. He was an old monster who had cultivated for hundreds of years, and he looked very old. His face was wrinkled like orange peels, and his beard and hair had all fallen off. Naturally, he was not as beautiful as the pretty little girl behind the young man. However, he was a Gold Core Cultivator after all, and this brat actually compared him with a little girl, which really made him seethe with anger.
"Well, red-browed fellow, let's listen to this little friend!"
Black Wind stopped the grumpy red-browed old man and said in a deep voice.
He also discovered that this young man was extraordinary. Although the three of them had formed their Gold Cores not long ago and were considered weak in the Gold Core Realm, in front of ordinary cultivators, they were still at the level of a thousand-year-old old monster. If ordinary cultivators met them, they would probably tremble with fear and would not even be able to speak fluently. However, this young man was talking and laughing as if nothing had happened, and casually mocked them. This already explained the problem.
"Little friend, do you really have a way to help us enter the Xuan Domain?"
The blue-robed old Taoist asked seriously, with a hint of expectation.
"Come closer …"
Fang Xing sat on the big bluestone and waved at the three Gold Core Cultivators.
The black-robed, red-browed, and blue-robed old Taoists hesitated for a moment and then moved their heads closer to Fang Xing.
Fang Xing chuckled and told the three Jindan Stage cultivators about his plan.
"What?"
The red-browed old Taoist looked incredulous. "Little guy, are you sure you're not crazy?"
The black-robed Taoist priest's face was also filled with shock. "This is too risky. That's the Golden-Ray Old Freak who has dominated the Western Desert. His cultivation is close to the peak of the Golden Core Realm, and he's extremely powerful. Your idea … is really … too risky!"
"If we don't take the risk, are we going to wait here forever? We won't be able to enter in the future! "
Fang Xing sneered and squinted at the three Gold Core Cultivators.
The black-robed old Taoist and the red-browed old Taoist were speechless and hesitant.
The blue-robed old Taoist pondered for a moment and asked seriously, "Little friend, do you really have that kind of strength?"
Fang Xing smiled coldly, stood up, and waved at the white-robed cultivator who had stopped him. This cultivator was in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. He was about 40 years old and was quite arrogant. Originally, he had been scolded by Fang Xing and felt indignant, so he had been looking over. He was wondering what the little bastard was talking about with his Highest Elder, but when he saw him waving at him, he was slightly stunned.
"How strong is this person?"
Fang Xing pointed at the white-robed cultivator and asked.
The Black Wind Taoist pondered for a while and said, "This child is the first true disciple of the Taixuan Sect. In his early years, he had a lucky encounter and reached the Foundation Establishment Realm at the age of 25. At the age of 32, he reached the peak of the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Now, he has entered the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. He can be said to be amazing …"
Before he finished speaking, Fang Xing's figure suddenly rushed out. The spiritual power of the Taoist foundation was completely activated, and the golden wings on his back appeared. He was as fast as lightning and almost instantly rushed in front of the white-robed cultivator. He opened his five fingers and clasped them toward the white-robed cultivator's face. The white-robed cultivator was a little surprised and subconsciously tried to pull out his sword. Then, Fang Xing pressed down with his palm and grabbed his wrist. His figure retreated again.
"Swoosh …"
After rushing and retreating, Fang Xing returned to his original position, but his hand was still holding the white-robed cultivator's wrist.
The cultivator was furious. With a muffled roar, he wanted to fight back, but Fang Xing's palm had already gently pressed on the top of his head.
"Three old seniors, do you think I can do it?"
Fang Xing smiled and turned to look at the three Jindan Stage Ancestors.
The three Jindan Stage Ancestors were all shocked and looked at Fang Xing incredulously. A young man at the Early-stage of Foundation Establishment had easily restrained a cultivator at the Middle-stage of Foundation Establishment, who was known as a Heavenly Son. Although there was an element of surprise, this amazement was enough to shock the three Jindan Stage Ancestors. They had also come from the Foundation Establishment Realm, so they naturally knew what Fang Xing's strength represented.
"Little devil, with such strength, you must not be a nobody. Tell me, which sect and which sect are you from? Who is your master?"
The red-browed Taoist said in a deep voice. He no longer had the slightest contempt for Fang Xing.
"I'm a disciple of the Great Snowmountain. I didn't make it because I was late …"
Fang Xing did not hide it from them and said with a smile.
"The disciples of the Great Snowmountain have already entered the Xuan Domain. How could they still be here? Besides, I've heard of the five Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators cultivated by the Great Snowmountain, but I've never heard of such a powerful young man … "
Black Wind Taoist and Red-browed Taoist looked at each other, thinking that Fang Xing deliberately concealed his identity.
However, they did not care about this. After hesitating for a moment, they said, "With your strength, you're sure to do that, but we also have a problem. How can you guarantee that after we help you, we won't break our promise?"
Fang Xing pointed to Chu Ci and said, "Protect this girl. When I succeed, I'll send her in safe and sound!"
The three Jindan Stage Ancestors looked at each other and nodded, thinking that it was feasible.
But at this moment, Chu Ci suddenly said, "I won't wait here, I want to go with you!"
Fang Xing smiled and said, "This is too dangerous. Bringing a stupid girl like you will be a hindrance!"
Chu Ci felt a little wronged, but she was not someone who liked to pester others. After a while, she gently took out a white jade umbrella from her storage bag and said, "This is the Heavenly Net White Jade Umbrella. It's a defensive profound level weapon bestowed to me by the Elder Ancestor. Take it …" Speaking up to this point, she seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly, she was slightly startled, but a faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth.
"What are you smiling for?"
Fang Xing snatched it from her hand, looked at it over and over, and glared at Chu Ci.
Chu Ci said, "I won't tell you!"
It turned out that Chu Ci had suffered a loss in the hands of Fang Xing, so she begged the Ancestor and the Emperor Brother for this magical weapon. Originally, she wanted to use it to deal with Fang Xing, but she did not expect that she would take the initiative to lend it to him. It could be said that the world changed and it was unpredictable. This small coincidence made the girl have an indescribable emotion for no reason.
"Little friend, it's almost dawn. It's time to get ready …"
At this time, the east was already faintly white, and dawn was about to break. The three Jindan Stage Ancestors reminded him.
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