"Less than a hundred years? You've seen this person before? " A clear yet slightly cold voice sounded. Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw that the woman in white clothes and a white cloak had quietly arrived less than a hundred feet away from them.
Muye Zhangting finally remembered the look in Lu Xiaotian's eyes before he left. He thought to himself that the other party had already sensed that someone was coming, but they were completely unaware. The difference between the two parties wasn't small at all.
"Not only have I seen him, but he was the one who summoned the Ghost King of Wushang City. The Late Stage Ghost King massacred the entire Blood Lion City, and several Nascent Soul cultivators died at its hands. If not for the fact that Wushang City was under the control of several great immortal dynasties and that the ghost king didn't know the details of Wushang City, Wushang City would have been doomed. At that time, our group of Nascent Soul cultivators and the ghost king chased this person into the teleportation formation at the bottom of Wushang Lake. We entered a secret realm. Within that secret realm, there was an extremely terrifying flying sword. In the time it took to take a breath, it swept through the late stage ghost king and several of us Nascent Soul cultivators without any resistance. If not for the fact that we were less than a hundred meters away from the teleportation formation and that late stage ghost king didn't block it, none of us would have survived. " “
Thinking of the sword embryo in the secret realm, Cheng Dexiang couldn't help but shiver. "This Master Dongfang must have obtained the inheritance of that secret realm. Otherwise, he wouldn't have survived. Even a late stage ghost king couldn't fight back, how could a Jin Dan cultivator like him survive if he didn't obtain the inheritance? " “
But from the signs of this pill refinement grandmaster's attack, he didn't use anything similar to that flying sword. " Madam Meng said with a pale face.
"The flying sword you saw had an elegant aura and didn't have the slightest bit of aura. It was like a sword flying from the heavens. " The white-robed woman asked.
"That's right. The flying sword's aura was indeed like that. " Cheng Dexiang and Meng Rujun recalled the terrifying sword in the secret realm and couldn't help but nod. That flying sword was beautiful, but also fatal.
"Less than a hundred years. If this person came to Wushang City several decades ago, why was he like a blank piece of paper?" The white-cloaked woman was indeed Xiang Qingcheng. She was now eighty to ninety percent sure that the other party was the one who had caused a ruckus in the Xiao family.
Otherwise, how could he just so happen to appear here? Although this place was in the Red Leaf Province, it was only ten thousand miles away from the Xiao Family's Moshang Mountains. It seemed quite far, but to a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was not considered far. She had entered Moshang Lake with the other cultivators, so naturally, she had gained nothing. During the chaotic battle at Moshang Lake, many of the guests and Xiao Clan cultivators had died. Xiang Qingcheng was just watching. She was calmer than most people. In addition, she was very powerful. If she wanted to protect herself, there would be very few people who could hurt her.
After the Xiao Family returned empty-handed, Xiang Qingcheng left Mo Shangshui. When he found out that Muye Changting had come to the Red Leaf State, Xiang Qingcheng also came to borrow the Kui Yang Golden Lock. After the battle with Lu Xiaotian and the battle with Lu Xiaotian in the Xiao Family, Xiang Qingcheng was stunned. Although the appearance of the sword embryo was short, it was enough to amaze her. She also felt that she was lacking in the Sword Dao. She planned to borrow Muye Changting's Kui Yang Golden Lock to go to a place of extreme Yin and find a treasure to refine her flying sword.
However, Xiang Qingcheng did not expect to meet Lu Xiaotian again in the Red Leaf Province. She also heard some things about Lu Xiaotian. What shocked her even more was that Lu Xiaotian had not even reached the Nascent Soul stage for sixty years. Compared to these people, she naturally knew that this person who was not very famous in the past had become famous in the past two years. He claimed to be from the East, and his strength was astonishing. Especially during the battle at Moshang Mountains. Once this person erupted, his battle strength was comparable to that of a Grand Cultivator. The number of methods he had was far beyond the imagination of cultivators of the same realm.
The more this was the case, the more curious Xiang Qingcheng became. Before the Jin Dan Stage, there was nothing about this person. It was as if he had appeared out of thin air.
"Does Fellow Daoist know the background of that silver-haired cultivator?" Meng Rujun's eyes were still filled with hatred. She asked Xiang Qingcheng in a weak voice.
"I know one thing, but I don't know the other. Compared to you, I don't know much. Looking at your appearance, I'm afraid you haven't given up on revenge. However, I'll give you a word of advice. This person's strength is unfathomable. His background is not something you can imagine. Even if you can rope in a few helpers, it will be of no use. The reason you didn't die after provoking this person is because you are in the Red Leaf Province and have several people by your side, and not in the wilderness. "
Xiang Qingcheng said without any trace of politeness. Although she was a little embarrassed and angry about the first time she met Lu Xiaotian, she didn't really hate him. Instead, she admired his actions in Xiang Du. As Lu Xiaotian's reputation in Xiang Du gradually spread, some of his actions were naturally dug up by people. This person had a Junior Martial Brother that he could entrust his life to.
However, after the battle with Xiang Yuze, that Junior Martial Brother disappeared. However, the matter of him easily taking down Ze King had long been known by some people. Later, because the Junior Martial Brother was detained in the Zhenyuan General's Estate, he directly went to the General's Estate and suppressed Hou Lie and Xiao Jingfeng on the spot. Even Xiao Jinlei and Zhu Qingquan, the two big shots, didn't make him yield at all.
If he didn't meet this person in the Black Prison and fight with him, Xiang Qingcheng might not have noticed this guy who called himself Dongfang. However, Xiang Qingcheng found that unless someone provoked this person and caused him to be furious, there were no rumors about him in the Xiang Du's brothels. It could be seen that this person wasn't someone who liked fame. Even after fighting with Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Qingcheng couldn't help but feel that a man should be like this. Although she was a little annoyed by this person, Xiang Qingcheng couldn't help but feel that those talents who admired her paled in comparison to this guy called Dongfang.
Thinking of the time when she met with her uncle, Xiang Kuo, Xiang Kuo winked at her and didn't hide his intention to build bridges with her, Xiang Qingcheng couldn't help but blush. However, for this person to be able to enter Uncle Kuang's eyes, he was indeed not an ordinary person. Even the Patriarchs of the Six Great Families of the Xiang Country were not in Xiang Kuo's eyes.
"Young Master Mu Ye, I'm afraid my trip will have to be brought forward. If there is no problem, can you lend me your Ghost Sun Golden Lock now?"
Thinking of the silver-haired Dongfang, Xiang Qingcheng felt a sense of urgency in her heart. The more she learned about this person, the more mysterious she felt this person was. Xiang Qingcheng even had a feeling that if she didn't work hard, she would be left further and further behind by the other party. Originally, Xiang Qingcheng did not want to stay here any longer. Instead, he decided to head to the Land of Extreme Negative Energy to find the items he needed and refine his flying sword.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
