Chapter 303: The Seven Great Sects of the Ancients
Ran Sujuan carefully looked at the woman named "Ji Weizhu" in front of her.
This is a young woman of about twenty-two or three years old, with delicate facial features, creamy skin, tightly pursed lips showing a very assertive character, jet-black hair can be draped down to the neck, and a silver-white short shirt and short skirt tightly wrap the proud figure of the front and back, revealing a snow-white lower abdomen, smooth calves like jade, and a pair of delicate and playful little brute boots.
What a beauty!
Facing Ning Jie's peerless face all day long, it was difficult for Ran Sujuan to be moved by the appearance of others, but Ji Weizhu's beauty still amazed her.
"Sister Ran, my little sister came here this time to ask you about someone. Ji Weizhu's voice was very good, but it revealed an undoubted firmness.
"My sister is a guest from afar, if there is anything that can help you, my sister should do her best. Ran Sujuan is already kind, and there is a beautiful woman opposite, and her tone is even softer, "But I don't know what to call the person my sister wants to inquire?"
"Thank you, Sister Ran. Ji Weizhu bowed slightly, and then lightly opened her lips and said, "When Senior Uncle Chu Qiuyang visited Guixue Palace before, he once met a young man named Zhong Wen, I don't know where this person is now, can I ask my sister to introduce him on my behalf?"
"Zhong Wen?" didn't expect to hear this name from the guests of the Lingxiao Holy Land, a trace of sadness flashed in Ran Sujuan's beautiful eyes, but she passed away quickly, "My sister is in the wrong place, this person is a distinguished guest of the Academy, not a doorman, and he has left half a month ago." β
"Sister, do you know where he went?" Ji Weizhu was not discouraged when she heard this, and then asked.
"I don't know. Ran Sujuan shook her head frankly.
"Sister, do you know where his family lives?" asked Ji Weizhu reluctantly.
"This ......" Ran Sujuan was worried when she saw her so persistent, "My sister wants to find Zhong Wen so much, I don't know what's going on?"
"There's a good chance he's my uncle's child. Ji Weizhu didn't hide it, "That is, the junior brother I have never met." β
"I see. Ran Sujuan stroked her forehead with her hand and said in a deep voice, "I heard that he comes from a secular sect called 'Floating Flower Palace', my sister might as well go there and have a look, maybe she can find it." β
"Floating Flower Palace?" Ji Weizhu repeated these three words softly in her mouth, and after a long time, she suddenly stood up and smiled at Ran Sujuan, "Thank you Sister Ran for telling me, my little sister is anxious to see her junior brother, so she won't bother here, and she will definitely come to thank her in the future." β
"What did my sister say?" Ran Sujuan had a warm smile on her face, "Sister really can't help you, I can only wish you brothers and sisters a speedy reunion in my heart." β
"Sister Ran, there will be a period later!"
Looking at Ji Weizhu's graceful back, the smile in Ran Sujuan's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by endless grievances and sorrows.
"Why am I going with the caravan again?"
Zhong Wen leaned in the unicorn carriage of Shengyu Commercial Bank, his face was full of unhappiness, and sitting opposite him was still the naturally beautiful and beautiful Miss Shangguan.
"You ask your aunt to go. Shangguan Mingyue glanced at him angrily, "If she hadn't arranged it like this, who would want to go all the way with you?"
"Do you want to play a guessing puzzle?" Zhong Wen rolled his eyes and suddenly said.
"Aren't you going to ask the question of 'two cows' again?" Shangguan Mingyue sneered and decisively refused, "I don't want it." β
Zhong Wen: "......"
Jiang stupid girl, this big mouth!
After the war, his status as a "god" in the army reached an unprecedented height, and the number of fans was unprecedentedly large.
Finally, he had an idea, and simply wrote his name "Zhongwen" in the Chinese characters dragon flying phoenix, and lied that this "ancient gods" version of the fairy ink treasure has the magical effect of driving away ghosts and evil spirits, and turning evil into good fortune.
There was not much paper in the army, and Zhong Wen only wrote a total of twelve characters, but unexpectedly, these "Divine Ink Treasures" were very popular, causing a robbery, and even were once fried to a sky-high price of one hundred spirit crystals.
It is no exaggeration to say that Zhong Wen's casual words in the military camp are already comparable to the Holy Decree, and their influence is far stronger than that of any general.
However, after all, the good times were short-lived, the war was over, and Zhong Wen and the others naturally could not stay in the barracks forever.
I don't know what kind of consideration, Shangguan Junyi suddenly proposed to let the convoy of Shengyu Commercial Bank go first, and the rest of the people set off with the teams of General Xue and Thirteen Niang and others.
And Zhong Wen, once again, as the "bodyguard" of the commercial convoy, was arranged in Shangguan Mingyue's carriage.
The beautiful minority girl Gan Duyun hesitated again and again, but finally followed Xing Potian back to the Phantom Beast Sect.
"Within a year, I will definitely take Ah Xue to Southern Xinjiang to find you. Before leaving, Gan Duyun held Zhong Wen's hand and said reluctantly, "When the time comes, please be sure to teach me Eagle Language." β
Scenes flashed in his mind, but the beautiful and moving Miss Shangguan in front of him ignored herself, and after lying down like this for a while, Zhong Wen gradually felt bored, and when he was bored, he simply took out a spirit pen, wrote and drew on his body.
The two of them were so relatively speechless for a long time, Shangguan Mingyue held a scroll in his hand, read it carefully, and didn't even raise his head, Zhong Wen had practiced the "Spirit Pattern Refining Technique" for a long time, and finally became a little impatient, stepped out of the carriage in one step, made a "cooing" sound in his mouth, beckoned the white-headed eagle to his body, jumped on the back of the eagle, and rose into the air.
"What are you doing?" Shangguan Mingyue finally raised her head and asked as she poked her head out of the curtain next to the carriage.
"It's stuffy in the carriage, and it's out to breathe. Zhong Wen glanced at her and said with a smile, "Do you want to come up and try it too?"
"I don't like high altitudes. Shangguan Mingyue shook her head.
"What kind of place is this?" Zhong Wen saw that she was not interested, and he did not force it, so he commanded the bald eagle to fly a little higher, and looked at a mountain in the distance and asked.
"It's already in Antai province. Shangguan Mingyue looked at the mountains in the distance and replied slowly, "If I'm not mistaken, that is the boundary of the Seven Peaks Mountain." β
"Qifeng Mountain?" Zhong Wen didn't know anything about the geography of the Great Qian Empire, and while answering, he flipped through the "Distribution Map of Ancient Sects" in his mind, and carefully compared it with the terrain in the distance.
"Yes, Qifeng Mountain is a more famous landscape in Antai Province, not only the sea of clouds and waves, thousands of strange stones, but also rich in tea. Shangguan Mingyue explained, "When I was a child, my father once took me up the mountain for a tour, and I felt that the scenery here was excellent, and I thought that I would come often in the future, but unfortunately the business house was busy, and after that, I never found free time." β
ThisγThis is!
Shangguan Mingyue's words, Zhong Wen didn't listen much, the scene in front of him coincided with the map in his mind, and he was surprised to find that the so-called "Seven Peaks Mountain" boundary was actually the location of an ancient sect.
One of the seven great sects of antiquity, the Liuren Palace!
In ancient times, the path of cultivation was extremely prosperous, and it can be said that "there are many spiritual deities like dogs, and the heavenly wheels are all over the ground", even if there are saints who stand at the top of the cultivation world, there are not a few.
The fanatical cultivation atmosphere will naturally create a large number of powerful sect forces, so in ancient times, there were as many cultivation sects with saints as if they were crossing the river, far from being comparable to the seven holy places today.
However, in such a crazy cultivation environment, there were still seven sects that were born, overwhelming the rest of the sects and becoming a super force that shocked all sects.
The Liuren Hall is one of the seven super sects.
Looking at the key marks on the "Distribution Map of Ancient Sects" in his mind, Zhong Wen could hardly suppress the excitement in his heart, he lowered his head and greeted Shangguan Mingyue in the carriage: "Miss Shangguan, I suddenly remembered that I still have some private matters to do, you go first, I will come when I go!"
"Is there a bodyguard like you?" Shangguan Mingyue said with a pretty face, quite displeased.
"Looks like you really can't live without me. Zhong Wen smiled and said, "Why don't you keep me in a good voice, and I won't leave?"
"You're so beautiful!" Shangguan Mingyue glared at him, waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and go, who is rare about you." β
"I'll be back soon!" Zhong Wen laughed, commanding the bald eagle to turn around and gallop towards the Qifeng Mountain in the distance.
"Tiance was killed by you?"
Standing in front of the ghost was a white-robed man with a thin body and sunken cheekbones, and judging from his appearance, he was about fifty years old.
He glared at the ghost viciously, his eyes glowing red, and he almost burst into flames.
"Yes. Ghost Xiao replied coldly.
"Do you know that he is my disciple?" The white-robed man clenched his fist in his right hand, exuding a terrifying Spirit Venerable momentum on his body.
"I don't know. Ghost's face remained unchanged, and his attitude remained indifferent, "But even if he knows, if he provokes me, he will die." β
"What a big breath. Yu Wuyang's voice was cold and chilling, "But I don't know how he provoked you?"
"He wanted to take over my room. Ghost Xiao said lightly, "After being kicked out by me, he still spoke disrespectfully, so I sent him to see the king of Hades." β
"It's my arrangement for you to change rooms. Yu Wuyang's tone suddenly calmed down, "The room in the side hall is coordinated by me, this is the rule set by the lord of the second hall, the twelve pillars are re-arranged, and the room will naturally be adjusted accordingly." β
"I disagree. Ghost Xiao's tone was stiff, and he didn't seem to have any fear of Yu Wuyang, the Lingzun boss.
"You openly defy the will of the temple and murder your fellow disciples. Yu Wuyang's voice became softer and softer, "Even if I kill you, the second hall master won't blame me." β
"Don't you just hold a grudge against what happened back then?" Ghost Xiao stared into his gloomy eyes and said word by word, "If you want to kill me, just do it, what are you talking about?"
It turned out that this Yu Wuyang was actually the temple spirit venerable who was hit by the ghost ray.
"As an elder of the temple, how could I be embarrassed by the Heavenly Wheel disciples because of some small festivals. You Wuyang sighed and said, "It's really that your conduct is too bad to be tolerated by the rules of the palace, so I will take you down and hand it over to the second hall master." β
With that, his right hand suddenly grabbed forward, and the spiritual power turned into a cloud of black mist around his body, sweeping towards the ghost.
The dense black spiritual mist covered most of the narrow aisles, creating a feeling that there was no way to hide, no way to escape.
"Drink!"
I saw that the ghost ray's eyes, which were originally slightly red, instantly turned red, and winding red blood lines were all over the corners of his eyes, and a surging and majestic black flame emanated from his body, like a demon god of the world, full of killing intent.
Facing the Spirit Venerable-level Temple Elder, he actually activated the secret method of burning blood at the first time!
Seeing the black spiritual mist released by Yu Wuyang rushing towards his face, Ghost Xiao opened his mouth and grinned, pulled out the giant blade behind him, and gently brushed his left hand on the blade.
The wide blade body was instantly enveloped in black flames, and he raised his right hand high and slashed out with a slash, smashing the black spiritual mist released by Yu Wuyang......