Chapter 1239 Memories
"Less than a hundred years? Have you seen this person?" A clear and slightly cold voice came. Everyone followed the sound and saw that the woman in white clothes and white cloak had quietly arrived. Only a hundred feet away.
Makino Changting then remembered the look in Lu Xiaotian’s eyes before he left, and secretly thought that the other party had already noticed that someone was coming, but they were completely ignorant. The gap between the two sides is really not that big.
" Not only have I seen it, the ghost king of Wushang City that caused a sensation back then was caused by this person. The ghost king of the late stage massacred the entire Blood Lion City, and several Nascent Soul monks died. In the hands of the Ghost King. Wushang City is a place jointly managed by several great immortal dynasties. This ghost king does not know the details of Wushang City. I am afraid that Wushang City will also suffer a catastrophe. At that time, several of our Nascent Soul cultivators and the ghost king chased this person into the bottom of Wushang Lake. pass Send the formation. Entering a secret realm, there is an extremely terrifying flying sword. In just one breath, it swept through the late-stage ghost king and several of our Nascent Soul cultivators without any resistance. The power of resistance , If we hadn’t been less than a hundred feet away from the teleportation array, and if the late-stage ghost king hadn’t blocked it, no one would have been spared. “
Cheng Dexiang couldn’t help but shudder at the thought of the sword embryo in the secret realm. . "Mr. Dongfang must have obtained the inheritance in the secret realm, otherwise there is no way to survive. Even the ghost king in the late stage has no power to fight back. How could he, a golden elixir monk, have survived if he had not obtained the inheritance."
"It's just that judging from the signs that the master of alchemy took action just now, he didn't use any method similar to that of the flying sword." Mrs. Meng said with a pale face.
"The flying sword you saw has an elegant aura, without the slightest smell of fireworks. It is like a sword flying from the sky." The woman in the white cloak asked.
"Exactly. The aura of the flying sword is indeed like that." Cheng Dexiang and Meng Rujun recalled the terrifying sword in the secret realm and nodded involuntarily. The flying sword was beautiful, but also deadly.
" In less than a hundred years, if we had arrived in Wushang City decades ago, why was this person still like a piece of blank paper, unable to be traced. "This woman in the white cloak is Xiang Xiang. Qingcheng, now she is eighty-nine percent sure that the other party must be one of the ones causing trouble in the Xiao family.
Otherwise, how could it happen to appear here? Although this place is in Hongye State, it is only thousands of miles away from the Xiao family's Moshang Mountains and Rivers. It seems quite far, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator, But it's not far. She had entered Moshang Lake with other cultivators before, but naturally found nothing. In the melee at Mo Shang Lake, many guests and Xiao family monks died. Xiang Qingcheng just took a one-sided attitude and was calmer than ordinary people. In addition, because of her outstanding strength, few people could hurt her as long as she was protecting herself.
After the Xiao family found nothing, Xiang Qingcheng left Moshangshanshui. When he learned that Muye Changting had come to Hongye Prefecture, Xiang Qingcheng also came and asked Muye Changting to borrow the Kuiyang Golden Lock. After the battle with Lu Xiaotian, he later witnessed Lu Xiaotian's battle in the Xiao family. Although the sword fetus appeared briefly, it was enough to amaze Xiang Qingcheng. Since then, he felt that he was lacking in swordsmanship, and planned to use Makino Changting's Kuiyang Golden Lock to go to a very dark place to find a treasure and further refine his flying sword.
What Xiang Qingcheng didn't expect was that when he came to Hongye State, he would meet Lu Xiaotian again and hear something about Lu Xiaotian. What made him even more frightened was that the other party had only been born for less than a month. Compared with these people, she naturally knows better that her reputation was not very prominent before, but it was only in the past two years that she became famous. How amazing is the strength of people who call themselves Dongfang. Especially in the battle at Mo Shang Shan Shui, once this person broke out, his fighting power would catch up with the great monk. The number of methods far exceeds the imagination of monks of the same level.
The more this happened, the more curious Xiang Qingcheng became. Before this person's golden elixir stage, there was nothing, as if this person appeared out of thin air, and it was nothing more than this. "Fellow Taoist, do you know who the silver-haired monk is?" Meng Rujun's eyes were still full of hatred and she asked Xiang Qingcheng in a weak voice.
“I know one thing, but I don’t know the other. I don’t know much more than you do. Judging from your appearance, I’m afraid your desire for revenge will not die. But I would like to advise you, this person’s strength Unfathomable, its bottom Yun is not what you can imagine. Even if you can recruit a few helpers, it will not help. This time you provoked this person and survived, but it was because you were in Hongye State and there were several people around you, not in the wilderness. ”
Xiang Qingcheng said unceremoniously. Although she was a little embarrassed about how she met Lu Xiaotian for the first time, but when it came down to it, she didn't feel any hatred. On the contrary, she admired what he did in Xiangdu. As Lu Xiaotian's reputation grew in Xiangdu, some of his deeds were naturally discovered. This person has a junior brother who can support him through life and death.
Since the battle with Xiang Yuze, the junior brother has disappeared, but the fact that he easily captured King Ze has already been known to some people. Later, because the junior was detained at the General's Mansion in Zhenyuan, he went directly to the General's Mansion to ask for help and suppressed Hou Lie and Xiao Jinfeng on the spot. Even the pressure from the two giants Xiao Jinlei and Zhu Qingquan did not make him give in at all.
If he hadn't met this person in the dark prison and fought with him, Xiang Qingcheng might not have noticed this guy who called himself Dongfang. It's just that Xiang Qingcheng found that unless someone provoked this person, it would cause him to be furious. On ordinary days, there was no rumor about him in the occasions where some nobles in Xiangdu talked about romance. It can be seen that this person is not a person who admires fame, but even after fighting with Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Qingcheng can't help but feel that a man should be like this. Although he was a little annoyed by this person, Xiang Qingcheng couldn't help but feel that the talents who admired him pale in comparison to this guy called Dongfang.
Xiang Qingcheng couldn't help but blush as she thought of a meeting with her uncle Xiang Kuang. Xiang Kuang winked and unabashedly wanted to build a bridge with her. However, this person's ability to penetrate Uncle Kuang's Dharma Eyes is indeed something that ordinary people can do. Even the six masters of the Xiang Kingdom were not looked down upon by Xiang Kuang.
"Mr. Makino, I'm afraid my schedule will be advanced. If it's okay, please lend me your Guiyang Golden Lock now."
Thinking of the silver-haired Dongfang, Xiang Qingcheng felt an increasing sense of urgency in his heart. The more he knew about this person, the more mysterious he felt. Xiang Qingcheng even worried that if he didn't work hard, he would be further left behind. Originally, he would stop for a day or two and pass by the silver-haired Dongfang again. Xiang Qingcheng didn't want to stay any longer, so he had to go to that extremely gloomy place to find what he needed first, and then refine himself. flying sword.
Makino Changting nodded and took out a square bucket-sized gold lock with simple and complicated patterns printed on it from the Xumi ring.
(End of this chapter)