The first repair city is located in the middle of the mountain range under the first peak in a valley built by the mountain, with a radius of more than three hundred miles, several times larger than the ninth repair city, and the aura is much denser than the ninth repair city, the sword fighting platform in the city is also the largest of the nine repair cities, it is ten thousand zhang in size, surrounded by nine tall towers, the forbidden formation is much stronger than the ninth repair city, this is not only the place where the outer disciples fight for life and death on weekdays, but also the main place for the inner disciples to solve their contradictions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the gateway to the main peak of the first peak, when Wang Xiaomo stepped into this place, he immediately felt that there were countless powerful and abnormal divine senses in the city sweeping towards him, and the owner of each divine consciousness could easily kill him on the spot, which made Wang Xiaomo have a new understanding of the strength of the Qianyang Sect.

"An outer city of the sect, why are there so many old monsters here."

Wang Xiaomo glanced at the big cat lying on his shoulder, muttered, and couldn't help but be vigilant in his heart.

The big cat yawned nonchalantly, and said disdainfully in Wang Xiaomo's mind:

"It's just some foundation-building, Jindan's little guy, what else can you turn up, little master, don't worry, everything is fine with me!"

"Get out!"

Wang Xiaomo didn't want to pay attention to this self-righteous guy anymore, scolded the big cat, and walked towards the center of the city.

This is the first time Wang Xiaomo has come to the first city to repair the city, and at this time it is still a day away from Dabi, so he is not in a hurry at the moment, he walks forward, and walks all the way.

There was an endless flow of people on the street, most of them were ordinary foreign disciples, but there were not many people who knew Wang Xiaomo, but many people saw Wang Xiaomo wearing the clothes of an elite disciple, and they all showed awe on their faces and retreated one after another.

This kind of awe-inspiring gaze made the fluttering feeling in Wang Xiaomo's body a little ready to move again, and he couldn't help but raise his head, raise his eyes to the sky, and his expression became cold, but such an appearance attracted more people's attention, and after walking not far away, a cold snort suddenly came from his ears:

"Just an elite disciple of the outer sect, who gave you the courage to dare to look like this in the first cultivation city!"

The voice was not loud, but it rushed directly into Wang Xiaomo's body, and exploded like thunder in the depths of Wang Xiaomo's soul, Wang Xiaomo's face suddenly turned white, his head was dizzy, and the feeling of fluttering immortals disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he hurriedly looked up, only to see four or five people walking on the street more than ten zhang away from him, led by a handsome young man in a white robe with starry eyes and eyebrows, who looked at him coldly.

A divine consciousness that was much stronger than that of the Dao Court directly enveloped Wang Xiaomo in it, and behind the young man were four or five people who were all elite disciples of the outer sect, all of whom looked at Wang Xiaomo with mockery on their faces.

"What's your name, why haven't I seen you!"

A middle-aged man with a gloomy face behind the young man spoke rebelliously, and there was no room for Wang Xiaomo's avoidance in his tone.

Wang Xiaomo's face was ugly, even a little ridiculous, he walked his own way, although his posture was ugly, it did not hinder others, but it attracted a group of irrelevant people to come up to find fault, which shows how domineering these people in front of him are on weekdays.

This not only reminded Wang Xiaomo of when he was in Wangjia Village, he often did exactly the same thing in front of him, but he never stopped others, no one stopped him, even if he flew to the Xuanming Continent, Wang Xiaomo had never been bullied like this, plus that wonderful feeling was interrupted so vividly, a sense of anger suddenly rose in his heart, he glanced sideways, and the big cat on his shoulder with a lively look on his shoulder, snorted, turned his head and looked at the opposite side coldly, and sneered:

"Master walking, what's in the way of you."

"Noise!"

A trace of coldness flashed on the middle-aged man's face, and he arrived in front of Wang Xiaomo in a blink of an eye with one step, raised his hand and slapped him, but the moment he raised his hand, he saw a hint of mockery at the corner of Wang Xiaomo's mouth, and then a strong momentum rose from Wang Xiaomo's body, and then a huge fist appeared in his eyes, and a punch that was as fast as lightning hit him in the face.

With a scream, the middle-aged man was beaten five or six feet away, and his eyes rolled and he fainted on the spot.

All the people around who saw this scene gasped and looked at Wang Xiaomo with a look of disdain in shock.

The young man in Xuanyi couldn't help but lose his mind for a while, he didn't expect that with his cultivation that had already built a foundation in half a step, it was impossible for a disciple of the seventh layer of condensation to break through the confinement he had set for him so easily, this was really a bit unbelievable, how could such a character be just an outer disciple, which made him a little confused for a while.

"He, he's Wang Xiaomo!"

Suddenly, an elite disciple of the outer sect behind him seemed to think of something, pointed at Wang Xiaomo, and shouted.

As soon as these words came out, the people around him immediately exclaimed, and his body retreated again, the shock in his eyes had turned into a kind of fear, which was seen by Wang Xiaomo in his eyes, and the fluttering feeling in his body rose again.

"You are that Wang Xiaomo?"

At this time, the young man in Xuanyi had an interested look on his face, as if he had seen something strange, and kept looking Wang Xiaomo up and down.

Wang Xiaomo was a little hairy by his gaze, his body involuntarily shrank back, and said:

"What do you want?"

When the young man in Xuanyi saw Wang Xiaomo's uncertain appearance, he immediately laughed, and his body moved forward suddenly, and the speed of his body made Wang Xiaomo unable to dodge, and he grabbed his wrist, and before Wang Xiaomo struggled, he saw a smile like a spring breeze on the face of the young man in Xuanyi and said:

"I have long heard that Senior Brother Wang is the first day of pride among the new disciples of my Qianyang Sect, and I have long wanted to meet you, but I have never had the opportunity to meet, but I didn't expect to meet here by such a coincidence today, it is really fate!"

I saw that the young man in Xuanyi was talking, holding Wang Xiaomo's hands tightly, shaking again and again, and his face showed a look of surprise and abnormality, as if he had met an old friend for many years, and he was extremely enthusiastic.

Wang Xiaomo's head was dizzy, the young man's attitude towards him changed so much that it was really beyond Wang Xiaomo's expectations, his face couldn't help twitching a few times, and he asked with a stammer:

"This. This senior brother, are you? ”

"Me? Haha, my name is Bu Ji, and I am a disciple of the inner sect. ”

"Bu Ji? Inheritance disciples? ”

Wang Xiaomo was a little in a trance, he knew that there were nearly 10,000 disciples in the Qianyang Sect, including 3,000 core disciples, and only 300 inheritance disciples.

Bu Ji looked at Wang Xiaomo's stunned appearance, and laughed again:

"You haven't heard my name, I've heard your name, do you know Senior Brother Bu Tianyi?"

Wang Xiaomo suddenly realized when he heard this.

"That's my clan brother, I have long heard of the prestige of my junior brother in him, killing the inner disciple Yu Daoting with a sword, and the outer gate Dabi that has just ended without a fight, these are not feats that anyone can do!"

"Go, go, this is not the place to talk, we have a fate to meet today, I must have a good discussion with my junior brother, come and let's go to Tianxianglou to get together!"

Bu Ji didn't care whether Wang Xiaomo agreed or not, he didn't want to say anything, he dragged Wang Xiaomo to the southeast of the first repair city, and the elite disciples of the outer sect behind him showed strange looks on their faces, and gave each other a look, and immediately walked out of the two, helped the gloomy middle-aged man on the ground who was beaten to death too much, and healed his injuries on the spot, while the other people followed Bu Ji and Wang Xiaomo one after another.

And all this, Bu Ji didn't seem to see it, but he kept talking with Wang Xiaomo enthusiastically all the way, and his understanding of Wang Xiaomo between his words was really beyond Wang Xiaomo's expectations, which made Wang Xiaomo feel suspicious in his heart and a deep sense of vigilance.

"Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief!"

Wang Xiaomo kept reminding himself in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the door of a splendid restaurant, but before he stepped out of the restaurant, he walked out of the restaurant, and when he saw Bu Ji and Wang Xiaomo, he couldn't help but lose his voice:

"How are you?"

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