Chapter 2913 Chapter 2912 Mysterious Man
"Old Ancestor Ge!" Several foundation-building monks from the Ancient Sword Sect first looked happy when they saw the blue-shirted Confucian scholar, but then they saw the other two flying men following closely behind. The Yuanying old monster from the riding tribe froze again. This Ge Ziya is one of the middle-stage Nascent Soul monks in Qingdan Palace who has the best chance of being promoted to a great monk. His strength is ranked high in the world of Wangyue Cultivation.
The ancestors of the other two Feiqi tribes seem to be not weak either. At least they are rumored to have killed another mid-stage ancestor of Wanhua Valley Nascent Soul together.
Several juniors from the Feiqi tribe also looked happy when they saw the middle-aged couple, and then they turned into surprise. The three Nascent Soul Ancestors in front of them seemed to be in extremely strange states. It seemed like my body was out of control.
Suddenly, the junior foundation builders who were still in a hostile relationship suddenly thought about it and were horrified. Even the Nascent Soul cultivator could not control his body. What incredible danger had he encountered?
At this time, these juniors have no intention of fighting each other. Even the ancestor of Yuanying has ended up in this situation. Wouldn't it be a big joke for them to continue fighting?
In fact, they did not wonder for too long. Lu Xiaotian was also nearby, just sitting casually on a boulder.
The monks from the Ancient Sword Sect and the Flying Cavalry Tribe saw the bodies of the three Nascent Soul Ancestors involuntarily landing less than three miles away from them. Facing a stone about ten feet tall that looked empty.
Then the three Nascent Soul ancestors looked at the huge stone with horrified faces, but the eyes of the foundation-building monks felt particularly strange. It was obviously just an ordinary stone with nothing on it. One thing. Why do these Nascent Soul Ancestors have such expressions?
The strange situation in front of them made these foundation-building juniors instinctively want to escape, as far away from this strange place as possible, but reason told them not to act rashly, otherwise they might incur a thunderous blow.
Not only these foundation-building juniors, but even the blue-shirted Confucian scholar and the middle-aged couple had no idea what was going on. At a glance, they saw that the boulder was also empty, and they didn't see anything more than those juniors. thing.
But the vision soon became blurry, and the sight on the empty boulder was distorted, and a blurry back began to form.
The figure turned around slowly, and it turned out to be a young man with silver hair and a slightly thin face. His eyes were calm, but so deep that he seemed to be able to accommodate all things.
"Senior, senior!" In the eyes of a group of foundation-building monks, several Nascent Soul Ancestors were either bending down to salute or leaning down on the still empty boulder. These foundation-building monks thought it was extremely ridiculous. But a few Yuan Ying ancestors were very cautious.
"What is the current situation in the Wangyue Immortal Cultivation World?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"The overall situation in the Wangyue Cultivation World is calm. In the past two thousand years, although there have been occasional disturbances, the foundation of the Wangyue Cultivation World has never been shaken."
The blue-shirted scholar replied respectfully. The monk in front of him seemed young, but his cultivation and strength had reached a point where he didn't dare to peek. The rumored old monster who transformed into gods didn't seem to be the same person as him. To say that the old monster who transformed into gods could be said to be an understatement. It seems unrealistic to make these Nascent Soul cultivators lose their ability to act independently. The scholar in blue shirt was like the two monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe next to him. Although he had various speculations in his mind, he did not dare to ask questions easily. "Oh? What sects are there in the Wangyue Cultivation World?" Lu Xiaotian said casually.
“The stronger ones include Ancient Sword Sect, Qingdan Palace, Lingxiao Palace, followed by Wanhua Valley, Xuanbing Sect, Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, Moyang Sect….. All his abilities are impressive," the scholar in blue shirt said again.
“The strength of Lingxiao Palace has declined so fast?” Lu Xiaotian said with a little surprise. When he left this world, there were still several statues from the Eighteen Golden People, and some were given to Yan Xiaoyu , Xia Ji and his wife, Yan Xiaoyu, Peng Dayong and others later went to the spirit world through the Renyuan Gate. Lu Xiaotian has encountered them all, and even Peng Dayong went to practice everywhere after the battle with the Buddha Sect in the Chaotic Demon Realm. From the mouth of the old man, I learned about the strength of Lingxiao Palace in this world under their rule. There is no doubt that he is there. When Lu Xiaotian left, he left too deep a legacy in Lingxiao Palace.
Unexpectedly, only a few thousand years have passed, and it is still the Ancient Sword Sect and Qingdan Palace that once again occupy the top spot in the world of Wangyue Cultivation. It is indeed a great sect of the Immortal Sect with an orderly inheritance. Even though they were temporarily overtaken by Lingxiao Palace, over time, these immortal sects still showed super tenacity and caught up again.
"Lingxiao Palace used to be the strongest sect. Later, the sect's power mainly moved into the secret territory of Lingxu. The remaining part stayed in the original place, and its strength naturally declined." Lan Shi The Confucian scholar was overjoyed. Could it be that the person in front of him had some relationship with Lingxiao Palace? Thousands of years ago, Lingxiao Palace was the most powerful in this world.
But since some of the old people in Lingxiao Palace either went to the spirit world or died at the end of their lives. Some of them entered the Lingxu Secret Realm. The space of the Lingxu Secret Realm was in turmoil. After cutting off contact with Qingyuan, Chiyuan, Blue Demon and other places, the strength of Lingxiao Palace in the Wangyue Cultivation World naturally dropped to a certain level. The scholar in blue shirt couldn't help but suspect that Lu Xiaotian came out of the secret realm of Lingxu. If it could really be related to Lingxiao Palace, the situation in the world of Wangyue Cultivation would naturally be greatly improved. However, after the joy soon passed, the scholar in blue shirt couldn't help but wonder. It's also a bit unpleasant. If the monks from Lingxiao Palace who really entered the secret realm of Lingxu return to Wangyue, the status of both the Ancient Sword Sect and Qingdan Palace will naturally drop a lot.
While the blue-shirted scholar had mixed feelings, the middle-aged couple of the Feiqi tribe were on pins and needles. Whether the silver-haired monk in front of them came from the Ancient Sword Sect, Qingdan Palace, or Lingxiao Palace, they had no idea about Feiqiu. Riding the tribe is never a good thing. The success or failure of the victory depends on the opponent's thoughts. This feeling of the tribe's life and death being controlled by human hands is too uncomfortable.
“That’s it!” After Lu Xiaotian asked a few more questions, he nodded. He had a general understanding of some of the things that had happened on the Qingyuan Continent over the past thousands of years.
"Before..." The scholar in blue shirt opened his mouth to say something else, but his vision was distorted. The boulder was empty again, and the silver-haired monk seemed to have never appeared.
The blue-shirted scholar and the two monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe each looked at each other and had no intention of fighting again.
"This is a serious matter. I have to go back and tell the senior brother from the palace gate. How about we just stop fighting?" The blue-shirted scholar floated back more than a hundred feet and looked at the two flying horse tribes warily. The monk's way.
"That's what I meant, Fellow Daoist Ge, farewell!" Such a powerful human monk appeared out of thin air, leaving the three of them without the ability to resist. It seemed that even the monks from the sky and the moon were no match. , for such a big event, the tribe’s top leaders must be vigilant. If someone accidentally offends that mysterious person, unexpected disaster will result.
(End of this chapter)