Chapter 144: The Three Saints of Qionghua

"Qionghua?"

Huai Shuo was stunned, he was the head of Qionghua, he could be sure that there was definitely no such white-haired monk in the sect.

"Brother Tai should be the head of Qionghua, I was recruited by a senior to Qionghua, this Ling Feng..."

Mo Fan handed Ling Feng up, and Huai Shuo looked a little excited.

"It's... The magic weapon that Uncle Shi used back then..."

Nodding, Mo Fan ignored the surprised and incredible gazes around him and spoke.

"That senior asked me to join Qionghua, although I didn't have a formal entry, but I am also a disciple of Qionghua. ”

Huai Shuo finally suppressed his excitement and asked.

"Can Brother Tai inform Uncle Shi about it?"

Mo Fan naturally had no opinion, but this was not the place to talk at the moment.

"Okay, the head of the sect cleaned up and returned to the sect, and I will talk about it in detail. ”

Huai Shuo also understood that there were some things that could not be known to outsiders, so he nodded and instructed the disciples to clean up the shop, but those disciples looked confused and didn't react at all. His own sect was still being bullied just now, but in an instant, all the enemies were lying on the ground, out of breath.

Liang Chong was also frightened by Mo Fan's Dao method just now, and even the top fifty brute tigers on the immortal promotion list were killed by him in one move, this kind of strength, in this generation, it is estimated that it is difficult to find. Only the group of demons who are a generation higher than them can control him, and the so-called generation here is generally between fifty and one hundred years. The younger generation, on the other hand, generally refers to people within two generations, that is, monks under the age of two hundred. At the beginning, Huang Jia was known as the first formation mage of the younger generation, but you can imagine how strong her formation talent is.

"Huh? Ren Mofan... Ren..."

Liang Zhong looked at Mo Fan's indifferent expression, and for some reason, he was a little unhappy in his heart. What you think is a waste, suddenly becoming a person who can kill yourself in seconds, this feeling is naturally not good.

"Ai, senior brother, his name seems to be the same as the sweetheart of the beautiful princess. ”

Xiao Hai said casually, but Liang Zhong slapped his palm violently.

"Yes, it's him, Ren Mofan!! The beautiful princess died for him. ”

His voice was very loud, and all the people present were cultivators, so almost everyone heard it.

Suddenly, the eyes of the crowd were much stranger, and at the same time, there was a hint of jealousy.

"He's that Ren Mofan... The killing god of the yin wind..."

"Hmph, what a god-killing god, even the beautiful princess can't protect it. ”

"I can't say that, those old antiques of the Huang family are as strong as the Taishang elders of the various sects, and it is impossible for anyone to be able to defeat them. ”

"I heard that the power under his command is very strong, even if it is placed in Kunlun, it can be regarded as first-class... There are several alchemy masters and heaven-level martial artists. ”

"Really, he looks like we're a generation old. ”

“....”

In short, after Mo Fan's identity was revealed, the surrounding crowd had various emotions.

"Wow, he's the killing god of Yin Wind. ”

Xiao Hai's big ears turned red, but his eyes became smaller and smaller. It should be too excited, a strange race.

Liang Chong regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, Ren Mofan is very powerful, in their generation, he should be at the peak, and only those who are a generation higher than them and rank in the top twenty on the immortal promotion list can suppress him.

Now he has debunked Mo Fan's identity, in case he holds a grudge...

He looked at the people in Tongyuan Building who were divided by Mo Fan again, and suddenly shuddered. I didn't think it just now, but now that I know my identity, I'm even more scared. This man... It is estimated that killing people has become his habit.

"Senior brother, let's hurry back to the sect, we still have a task to do today. ”

He hurriedly pulled Xiao Hai out of the crowd, although Xiao Hai was not happy, he didn't dare to go against his will.

Of course he doesn't care, if he wants to hide it, a thousand people and thousands of faces, even those old antiques may not be able to see through it.

But this time he came to Kunlun with many purposes. Entering Qionghua is to repay the favor, and after that, he will attract some major factions to join his own forces. Before coming, he also briefly investigated the various sects in Kunlun.

Huai Shuo was also surprised when he heard the discussion around him, but he didn't say much.

And Mo Fan, with an expressionless face, seemed to be indifferent. In fact, those in the crowd who talked about Huang Jia made him feel very fluctuating. Huang Jia's matter, no one thought of it, he thought that Huang Jia had returned to the sect, and he didn't count it in the plan at all. If he knew that Huang Jia would come back, he would definitely not carry out this plan.

All in all, his strength is still not enough.

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"Brother Ren, this is Qionghua, a small place, let you laugh. ”

Huai Shuo was a little embarrassed and led Mo Fan into a small mountain, which was very remote and there was no aura around. In the words of mortals, it is the wilderness.

Even there are many weeds growing on the mountain, and a cultivator sect will actually settle in a place where there is no aura at all.

Mo Fan was silent, this place was different from what he remembered.

"I remember... Before entering Qionghua, you need to go through Ziwei Road and Taiyi Immortal Path..."

The implication is that this is not Qionghua's base camp.

Huai Shuo glanced at Mo Fan and was silent for a while.

"It's not... The real Qionghua, at the top of Kunlun, is also the only one in the Kunlun Mountains. ”

Speaking of this, Huaishuo's eyes flashed with a hint of pride. Indeed, Qionghua back then was invincible. There are three peerless masters, and there are also a large number of genius disciples. With such a person as Xuanxiao, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the number one force in the flood wilderness.

"You also know a little bit about Qionghua, so I won't say more. Later, the two ancestors reorganized Qionghua, and the location of the sect remained the same... At first, it was okay, but after the ancestor left, the sect was not as good as day by day, and was suppressed and bullied by various sects. Then, more than a thousand years ago, the sect was forcibly moved out of there. However, there was a formation laid by the ancestor there, and people from other sects couldn't enter, so they laid another formation outside to prevent Qionghua's people from going back..."

Speaking of this, Huaishuo's eyes also dimmed a lot.

Mo Fan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, one day, Qionghua will go back again, if I don't do it, it can only be that I died on the way to seek the Tao. ”

Mo Fan's goal is the world of ten states, and if he doesn't conquer ten states, there will be only failure, and the only end of failure is death.

Huai Shuo sorted out his mood and nodded.

"I hope so..."

Walking into the sect, looking at the big word Qionghua in the sect's mountain gate, Mo Fan stroked it. The corners of his mouth were still muttering, and no one could hear him clearly.

The sect is not big, but it is very clean, just like the shop in Boxian Town. It can be seen that Huaishuo loves cleanliness very much.

"It's not bad, it's quiet. ”

Mo Fan looked around, and there were few disciples in total. However, when those disciples saw Huai Shuo, a trace of respect flashed in their eyes, and they stepped forward to salute.

The level of these disciples is not high, they are all around Qi cultivation, and the highest one is one of the group of people that Mo Fan saw in Boxian Town, which is in the early stage of foundation building. To be honest, even if such forces are placed in Huanggang City, they are not first-class......

"It's quite quiet, and almost no one comes except for the sect that comes to make trouble... There's no aura here..."

Huai Shuo said self-deprecatingly.

Although this is Kunlun, it is not the original Kunlun, and there are many places where ordinary mountains and rocks are located. Only part of the territory of the Great Gate Sect is the remnant vein of Kunlun, which is full of aura. And the best place is Qionghua's original address.

Continuing to walk forward, the front suddenly opened up, and several large halls appeared in front of him. It is quite magnificent, and in the center of the sect, there is a statue, Mo Fan looked at it according to the scene in his memory.

"It's different... It's not a witch..."

The statue is a man with a sword in his left hand pointing to the sky and a claw in his right hand, as if he is performing something.

But he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only feel a domineering spirit from his momentum.

"Xuanxiao..."

Yes, this is the statue of Xuan Xiao, for some reason, the statue did not carve his face.

Huai Shuo also walked up, with respect in his eyes.

"Yes, this is Xuanxiao Ancestor, one of the three saints in the history of my Qionghua..."

The remaining two saints are naturally the ones who rebuilt Qionghua.

Mo Fan stared at the statue, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally exhaled.

"Let's go, sir, I'll tell you about that senior. ”

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The Qionghua Hall is a little shabby, not even as good as the hall of the Seventh Company.

"I see... Uncle Fei Jian is still thinking about Qionghua as always..."

Huai Shuo couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Fan also knew the name of the old man in Qionghua, Fei Jian.

"Isn't he the senior?"

Unlike what Mo Fan imagined, he thought that Lao Tzu would be...

Huai Shuo was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"What are you talking about Murong Ancestor?"

Mo Fan nodded, one of the three saints of Qionghua, Murong Ziying... Mo Fan doesn't know much about his deeds.

"How is that possible... Murong Ancestor... I have only seen about him in the ancient books of the sect, if his old man still exists, how could I Qionghua get mixed up to this point. ”

Huai Shuo said a little helplessly, the uncle he said was actually not a person from Qionghua, Fei Jian, just entrusted by others, he had more important things, including the Fei Jian that Mo Fan saw that day, it was just his doppelganger. He himself... Probably anywhere in the wilderness.

"Where did those two heroes go back then?"

Mo Fan asked what he had always wanted to ask, Renjie... He was almost invincible in the midst of the wilderness, and only a few people in each era would become such figures.

Huai Shuo shook his head.

"I don't know, there isn't much to say in ancient books. I only know that the two ancestors shot the Wasteland Immortals, but in the end, only Murong Ancestor came back, he reorganized Qionghua, and left in a hurry after a hundred years, and there has been no news of the two of them since... Even the major powers think... The two ancestors should have been assassinated by the forces of the Void. ”

After Mo Fan listened, his eyes kept flickering, and he had a very ridiculous conclusion in his heart... He probably knew where one of the two was...