"Yes, Master!" Yue Qianchou's face was full of pride, as if he was asking … Awesome, right?
Bi Changchun nodded slightly and turned around expressionlessly, as if he had no interest in this kind of thing. This immediately dampened Yue Qianchou's enthusiasm. If anyone knew that the golden bead had such a magical function, wouldn't they ask until the very end? Who would be as indifferent as him?
"Whoosh whoosh …" A gust of wind from the south suddenly blew, and the hazy red fog that enveloped the island slowly drifted to the north. Yue Qianchou stood behind Bi Changchun and looked around. The fog dispersed! His vision gradually became clear, and the appearance of the entire Xuan Xuan Island appeared in front of him.
"Master, is this Xuan Xuan Island?" Yue Qianchou looked around and asked. Bi Changchun softly replied with a "Hmm".
Suddenly, Yue Qianchou's pupils shrank. Bi Changchun was facing the east, and there was a vast expanse of white fog. It was boundless, and it was connected to the sea and the sky. No one knew how big the area was. Compared to this boundless sea of fog, Xuan Xuan Island was probably not even a small place. The two were separated by the sea, and the distance between them might be less than ten miles. The wind blew away the surrounding fog, but it couldn't blow away the vast sea of fog in front of it. It was ethereal, serene, and mysterious!
"That is the East Holy Land?" Yue Qianchou murmured. Bi Changchun once again replied with a "Hmm" and looked down the mountain. Yue Qianchou subconsciously followed his gaze and saw two figures rushing over. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the top of the mountain.
When one of them saw Yue Qianchou, he and Yue Qianchou spoke at the same time, "Why are you here?" This person was none other than Nongzhu. After he made arrangements for Zi Yi and Furong, he immediately rushed over here.
However, after the two of them asked, they didn't reply and turned their heads to the side like enemies. The man standing next to Nongzhu was sizing up Yue Qianchou, and Yue Qianchou was also attracted by his weird costume...
It was a tall, barefooted old man. His face was old, but his body was muscular and his skin was bronze. His face was full of whiskers, each strand of hair standing straight up like a hedgehog. What was even more spectacular was that his hair, beard, and eyebrows were all crimson red. He was only wearing a pair of large underpants, and the underpants were also red. He had the appearance of a strange person!
The old man opened his big eyes and looked at Yue Qianchou curiously. "Nongzhu, who is this? I don't think I've seen him before. He looks unfamiliar. " He found it strange. There were only a handful of people in the world who were qualified to stand beside Bi Changchun and speak. Furthermore, this person looked so young, and he immediately suspected that he was Bi Changchun's disciple.
Nongzhu chuckled and said, "Old man Nan Ming, take a guess."
His words immediately confirmed Yue Qianchou's guess. He immediately bowed and said, "Junior Yue Qianchou greets Nan Ming Ancestor!"
"Uh …" Nan Ming Ancestor was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "I knew it! No wonder you're Bi Changchun's disciple. No wonder you could break into Xuan Xuan Island without being discovered. "
"I was reckless." Yue Qianchou was unusually humble. Nan Ming Ancestor waved his hand and said, "It's alright, it's alright. I've long heard of your name! Now that I've seen you today, you really live up to your reputation. "He was a little tired. Why couldn't he see through his cultivation?
Nongzhu also felt that it was a little strange. With Yue Qianchou's cultivation, he shouldn't be able to hide from the protection of Xuan Xuan Island, right?
Nan Ming Ancestor was a straightforward person. He couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't help but ask, "Yue Qianchou, what's your cultivation? I'm a little clumsy to not be able to see through your cultivation. "
Nongzhu chuckled and thought, 'It would be strange if you could see through it. Even Bi Changchun couldn't see through it.' Yue Qianchou rolled his eyes at him. He then took out a porcelain bottle from his storage bag and respectfully gave it to Nan Ming Ancestor. He said, "I've just arrived here, so I didn't prepare anything because I came in a hurry. Here is a bottle of Breath Concealing Pill that I personally refined. After taking one, you can hide your cultivation for ten days. I have no respect for you. It's just a Breath Concealing Pill, so please accept it. "
Nan Ming Ancestor revealed an expression of understanding. At the same time, he was very satisfied with this kid who gave him a gift as soon as he met him. He then reached out to take it and said, "Then I won't stand on ceremony. If you have time, come to Xuan Xuan Island to play. " Although Breath Concealing Pill wasn't a miraculous pill, it was a rare item that had long been lost. With a bottle in hand, it might come in handy in the future. Naturally, he had to accept it.
Nongzhu, who was at the side, was unhappy. She pulled a long face and said in a deep voice, "You promised to give me a bottle, but you haven't given it to me yet. Are you going to drag it until … Uh!" Before he could finish, Yue Qianchou threw a porcelain bottle at him and stopped him from talking nonsense.
Nan Ming Ancestor raised his red eyebrows. He could tell that these two guys didn't get along. Coincidentally, he and Nongzhu didn't get along well either. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. He immediately laughed and patted Yue Qianchou's shoulder, praising, "Not bad, not bad!"
Half of Yue Qianchou's body trembled from the slap, but he still squeezed out an awkward smile and said, "Senior, you flatter me, you flatter me!" Bi Changchun quietly faced the vast sea of fog, turning a deaf ear to the conversation between the three …
A hundred miles away from Xuan Xuan Island, there were more than ten large flying artifacts floating in the sky and sea. These flying magic tools were all Soul Formation Stage lords from various countries. There were more than a hundred of them, and they were all gathered together in their respective circles. For example, Pei Fang, Qi Jiujun, and Ou Yangda were all there …
The blue sky and white clouds floated, and the blue sea surged. The scenery was really good. However, everyone's attention wasn't on this. Most of the time, they were focused on the vast sea of fog between the blue sea and blue sky. However, they didn't see any movement until now.
Ou Yangda, who was standing side by side with Pei Fang and Qi Jiujun, suddenly turned around and walked away. He flicked his sleeves and said, "When is this damn East Holy Land going to open? We've waited for more than ten days, why is there still no movement?"
Pei Fang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. He hugged his stomach and laughed, "Old Ouyang, don't be impatient. Isn't Bi Changchun already at Xuan Xuan Island? Since he's here, it means that the East Holy Land is going to open soon. "
Qi Jiujun turned around expressionlessly and said, "We've already waited for so many years, why would we care about waiting for a few more days?" He had always been like this. No matter what, there was almost no expression on his face.
Although the three of them had been together for a long time, their temperaments and personalities had never been affected by one another. Pei Fang always had a smile on his face. The other two didn't talk much, but Ou Yangda's temper was a little fiery, and Qi Jiujun's thoughts were always hard to guess. He was always cold and calm.
There was no one else on the flying artifact that the three Demigod Final Stage experts were on. Under normal circumstances, there weren't many people qualified to stand with them. If they weren't summoned by them, how many people would be able to participate in the conversation between the three of them?
The former top ten experts were now incomplete … Of course, Bi Changchun was an exception, because the situation was just the opposite. It wasn't that Bi Changchun wasn't qualified to talk to the three of them, but the three of them weren't qualified to talk to Bi Changchun.
As for the others, Wen Lanfeng and Bing Chengzi didn't come. The one who came, Hu Changshou, was standing with a group of Demigod Mid Stage lords with a gloomy face. However, he didn't seem to have anything in common with them, so it was very awkward.
"Haha! Look at how ugly Hu Changshou's face is! "Pei Fang glanced at them and laughed. The other two looked over as well, and they snorted disdainfully …
At this moment, the hundred or so Spirit Severing Lords all turned around to look at the source of the voice. They saw a dense group of flying artifacts coming from behind. Everyone looked at each other. Someone asked curiously, "Why are there so many people? Who's here to join in the fun? "
Everyone was confused. Obviously, they didn't know. However, when those flying artifacts got closer, the Demigod Lords were speechless. There were at least three to four hundred flying artifacts, and the cultivation of the people standing on them was too low for them to look at. The highest cultivation was at the end of the Tribulation Passing Stage, and there were many at the Tribulation Passing Stage. There were also many at the Nascent Soul Stage.
Everyone looked at each other and asked each other which sect they were from, but they all shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know them. Suddenly, someone said in surprise, "Look at their clothes. They seem to be from the Huaxia Cultivation World?"
On one of the artifacts, Yu Nantian, who was dressed in a snow-white fluffy robe, walked to the back of the ship and asked indifferently, "Who are you? Come forward and answer me. "Although his voice was soft, it penetrated the group of people who were dozens of meters away.
Those people seemed to stop when they saw the people here. They all looked surprised because no one could see the cultivation of any of the people on the flying artifacts in front of them. When they heard the question, they gathered again. When they were about ten meters away, a flying artifact appeared with five to six people on it. It was the people from Fuxian Island.
Feng Xiangtian walked to the front of the ship and forced himself to calm down. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm Feng Xiangtian, the sect leader of Fuxian Island. I'm here to send off Senior Bi. May I know who you are?" He had already vaguely guessed who these people were. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't afraid, but he was the sect leader of the number one sect in Huaxia. How could he show weakness in front of everyone?
As soon as he finished speaking, the lords of the various countries burst into laughter, all of them shaking their heads with mocking expressions. The hundreds of people didn't care about the thousands of people standing in front of them at all. Someone even insulted, "They really don't know what's good for them. How dare they come here to die?"
The elegant Yu Nantian looked back at the person who spoke and realized that it was Yan Ji from Xiushui Country. He sneered, "Yan Ji, if you really have the ability, why don't you go out and kill them all now?"
"It's a piece of cake to kill them. I …" Yan Ji was suddenly stunned. Then, he flew into a rage and said, "Yu Nantian, what do you mean?"
Yu Nantian said with a faint smile, "I don't mean anything. I just want to fulfill your wish. If you don't dare to, don't say such shameless words. "
"You …" Yan Ji wanted to say something but was stopped by Huo Zongming and the others. Bi Changchun hadn't left yet. If Yan Ji started killing the people of Huaxia Cultivation World now, Bi Changchun would probably start killing soon.
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