157 Induction
"Hey! Did you hear about what happened in Zhulu City last night! β
"Why don't you know, you're talking about the attack on the eldest prince of the city lord of Zhulu City, tsk, now that the Immortal Conference is coming, all the demons and monsters have come out, what kind of identity is the eldest prince, and there are people who dare to attack him."
This is a small teahouse, opened in a small city that is not very prosperous, if it is placed on weekdays, at this time, there must be few customers in the teahouse.
But in recent days, the Immortal Conference has been advanced, and the monks from all directions have set off for Zhulu City one after another, and the small city is located on the only way to Zhulu City.
The teahouse, with its modest dΓ©cor, is now almost full of monks.
The whispers of the two monks were not big, nor small were they small, and the people present were not deaf and clear-sighted, and when they heard them talk about the attack on the eldest prince of the city lord of Zhulu last night, the other monks couldn't help but join in the gossip of the two.
"It's okay, who dares to attack Xue Dagongzi, if you want me to say, I'm afraid it's not Xue Dagongzi who has offended someone."
"That's not right! I heard that it wasn't Xue Dagongzi who offended people, it was his father who offended the ruthless character of the city lord, and this is what caused Xue Dagongzi. β
"It's really miserable, it is said that the eldest prince Xue was seriously injured, and half of the spiritual roots were destroyed, and I am afraid that the immortal path will be hopeless in the future."
Although everyone sighed, there were very few people who really sympathized with Xue Chuyao.
If there is no accident, Xue Chuyao has a great chance of serving as the next city lord of Zhulu City, but this person has poor personal morality, not to mention the flowers and grass everywhere, and often uses his father's prestige to bully others, if it weren't for his good talent, or the wife of the Zhulu City Lord's beloved wife, this son would not be able to say anything about him.
There are still a lot of concubines under Xue Dagongzi, and those concubines are not vegetarians, as soon as Xue Dagongzi falls, the position of the city lord in the future will definitely fall to a certain concubine.
Everyone sat and sitted, and they began to analyze which concubine was most likely to inherit Zhulu City.
One of them couldn't help but interject: "Don't jump to conclusions so early, this time the Ask Immortal Conference and the Danyang Conference are jointly organized, and the Dan Xiu of the Dan League will also come, as long as the Bixiao Sect Master or the Tianyuan Sect Master can be invited, it is still possible for Xue Dagongzi to be cured." β
"This is also true, it depends on whether the face of the city lord of Zhulu City is so big."
The other person suddenly lowered his voice: "Didn't you say that then who would come, isn't it true?" β
"Who, who! Don't sell it. β
"That's it...... Hanging Daoist, didn't he return to the True Realm some time ago? β
When the others heard this, they couldn't help but laugh a few times: "The Hanging Daoist was expelled from the cultivation realm by various sects a hundred years ago, it is impossible to forget it like this, ask the sects of the Immortal Assembly to gather, does he dare to come, he is not afraid of being driven out again?" β
As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly slammed the teacup on the table, and with a "bang", it instantly overpowered everyone's voices.
Everyone was startled and looked sideways at the source of the sound.
The man who made the noise was dressed in a dazzling red dress, and his long black hair was half-bundled unruly behind him, and he looked very graceful, but his expression was really gloomy and terrifying, which destroyed the feeling of being amazed at a glance, and made people only feel frightened.
This person swept them coldly with a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, and his voice was full of murderous intent: "I'm really not afraid of death, dare to arrange him like this behind the Hanging Daoist, you are not far from death!" β
Being cursed like this, who didn't get angry when they heard it, everyone was furious, and they all questioned this person: "You actually helped the Hanging Daoist to speak, I'm afraid it's not a demon cultivator!" β
"Who are you, what are we going to say, can you control it!"
The man in red was scolded a few words, his face was angry, and he stood up with a "swish", and the momentum around him made everyone subconsciously silence.
Seeing that the atmosphere was stagnant, fortunately, the girl next to the man in red pulled his sleeve and persuaded him a few words, and then he sat down again with a cold face.
Everyone whispered a few curses, and the matter passed.
They walked in the cultivation realm, and the most taboo thing was to recruit without knowing the depth of the other party
provokes others, this person has an extraordinary bearing, and it is really not worth fighting with the other party for a little quarrel.
But only then did everyone notice the woman in white sitting next to the man in red.
The woman was slender, with black hair like a waterfall, and was dressed in a soft smoke skirt of snow yarn, which at first glance was very simple, and only by looking closely could you discover how exquisite the embroidery pattern was.
Her complexion is as clear as jade, inexplicably making people think of the snow that falls on the snow lotus on the top of the mountain, and the moon that flows like a clear spring on the stone, beautiful and fragile, which makes people yearn for it and can't help but want to protect.
Everyone was a little stunned, until she turned her head slightly and accurately caught the prying person, her eyes suddenly changed from harmless to sharp, and everyone felt a chill behind them, and then she suddenly came to her senses.
This is sword cultivation, not some harmless sheep!
Most of the people have withdrawn their gaze, but a few are still quietly peeking.
The woman didn't know whether she hadn't noticed it, or she didn't bother to take care of them, so she picked up the tea cup with her slender fingers, lowered her head and drank the tea, and the Yingluo collar around her neck flowed with her movements, and it was not ordinary at first glance.
Soon, she called Xiao Er.
Xiao Er was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, he was already exhausted, and he walked closer in a groggy manner, and when he caught a glimpse of the woman's complexion, he suddenly shook his spirit, and his smile became more earnest.
Xie Wanyou asked for a box of refreshments and asked Xiao Er to pack it, Xiao Er immediately nodded in response, but saw her cuffs move, and poked out half of the plush cat head.
The tips of his ears twitched with a little pink, and his round gray-blue eyes stared at him for a second, and with a snort, it immediately retracted.
Xie Wanyou stretched out his hand and touched Xiaobai in his sleeve, and said to the stunned Xiao Er: "There are too many people, it is a little uncomfortable." β
It turned out to be a spirit pet, Xiao Er knew it in his heart, and praised the cute spirit pet with a smile, so he reluctantly went to help her pack refreshments.
The fairy-like girl carried the refreshments and left behind the man in red, Xiao Er should have gone to ask what the next guest needed, but he looked at the girl's back, and his feet were fixed in place like glue.
It's so beautiful, I don't know which Sword Sect's disciple, why haven't I heard the slightest rumor before?
The other monks in the teahouse were also whispering about the origin of the woman in white, but only one frowned slightly, looking at Xie Wanyou's departing back.
"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"
The man retracted his gaze and shook his head: "It's okay, I just think that girl is a little familiar." β
"Really?" The others turned their heads to look at the door, but Xie Wangyou's back had disappeared into the crowded street.
Someone laughed and said, "Senior brother shouldn't have taken a fancy to that girl?" β
"Yuan Jing, don't talk nonsense," Wei Manchu's expression was slightly solemn, but his tone was gentle: "Don't make fun of me." β
Yuan Jing glanced at his lips and leaned over eagerly: "Okay, I won't say it, just say something else, Senior Brother, you are now at the peak of the Transformation Stage, the top of the Immortal Conference is none other than Senior Brother, Senior Brother, has you thought about how to celebrate?" β
Wei Manzhou hooked his lips slightly: "The matter has not yet been decided, what is the use of thinking about it now, when I win the championship, it will not be too late to talk about it then." β
Having said that, Wei Manchu was already confident in his heart.
Looking at the entire cultivation realm, among the various sects, there were very few genius disciples like him who had reached the peak of the god transformation stage.
Therefore, he was very sure that he could defeat the disciples of other sects at the Ask Immortals Conference and come out on top.
After listening to the compliments of his junior brother for a while, Wei Manchu was physically and mentally smooth, and his face was still modest.
I don't know what to think of, he said gently: "As long as we do a good job of the tasks assigned to us by the sect master, the medicine will still be available, and when the time comes, your cultivation will also rise quickly." β
When it comes to medicine, the other Penglai Island disciples are all looking at it.
"Don't worry, senior brother, we will definitely do a good job!"
Wei Manchu kept smiling, but for some reason, his mind always flashed with a glance at him.
I guess I'm mistaken.
Wei Manzhou thought easily in his heart, they were all sent into the Demon Domain, and Xie Bangyou could not escape.
What's more, how can Xie Bangyou have such a bearing.
His thoughts were quickly interrupted by Yuan Jing's words, and Yuan Jing muttered with some disgust: "Senior brother, let's go, it's too noisy here, if it weren't for the fact that this is the only place on the road where you can barely rest, I won't come." β
Wei Manzhou reprimanded him a few words, and then led a group of junior brothers and sisters out of the teahouse.
He also had to rush to Zhulu City, on behalf of Penglai Island, to offer the unique "immortal medicine" on Penglai Island to the city lord of Zhulu City.
If you can use this to get in touch with the city lord of Zhulu City...... That couldn't be better.
After all, this plan also needs the cooperation of the city lord of Zhulu City.
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"A group of stupid people who don't see it in their eyes, they all think that Lao Tzu doesn't dare to go, right, Lao Tzu has to appear at the Ask Immortals Conference and scare everyone to death!"
On the way to join the team of Bixiao Danzong, the Hanging Daoist scolded.
Xie Wanyou was helplessly behind him: "Master, don't be angry, didn't you also quietly poison them." β
The expression of the Hanging Daoist changed, and he frowned at Xie Wanyou: "Good apprentice, have you found out?" β
Xie Bangyou: "It's a laxative." β
"That's right," the Hangyou Daoist snorted coldly, and said evilly: "Since you dare to chew the root of my tongue, then I have to let them vomit and pull at the same time, and diarrhea will take three days and three nights to relieve their hatred!" β
Xie Wanyou was speechless for a while.
Most of the monks in the cultivation realm are in the valley, excreting or something, in fact, there is no need anymore, and the spiritual power can be used every day to expel the turbidity in the body through the pores.
In this case, it is not known what kind of terrifying effect the "laxative" of the Hangyoudao people will play......
Not long after, Xie Bangyou and the Hanging Daoist converged with the team of the Bixiao Danzong in front.
Originally, they also followed the team, but when they were halfway through, they suddenly thought that they were going to pick poison from a certain mountain, and Xie Wanyou, as his only disciple, naturally had to follow him.
Fortunately, the team of Bixiao Danzong didn't go too far, Xie Wanyu Imperial Sword, and the Hanging Daoist took out the Heavenly Rank Flying Magic Weapon, and quickly caught up.
Xie Wan looked at the heaven-level flying magic weapon with humor: "Master, this heaven-level magic weapon is-"
"Oh, this," said the Taoist casually, "it is that kid who is filial to his teacher." β
Xie Bangyou: "......"
Xie Bangyou: "Filial piety to ......"
Finding Xie Wanyou's suspicious eyes, the Hanging Daoist was furious: "Do you suspect that you are a teacher? You are actually suspicious of being a teacher! Okay, you've only been fine for a few days, and your elbow is turning out! β
Xie Wanyou hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't have it, I'm just curious about what happened." β
"That kid also gave Shen Qingshuang a gift, don't believe you asked Shen Qingshuang, what is this not filial piety?" The Hanging Daoist snorted coldly, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said strangely: "Why, he didn't tell you about this?" β
Xie Wanyou was dazed: "No." β
Feng Rantian actually gave gifts to Sect Master Shen and the Hanging Dao people...... How can you behave like this?
Xie Wanyou can be regarded as understanding why Sect Master Shen and the Hanging Daoist did not object very much to her and Feng Rantian, it turned out that Feng Rantian was secretly mediating.
"This kid, the fox's tricks are really getting more and more clever," the Hanging Daoist didn't understand anything, and he sighed a few times in an uncertain way, and stepped on the flying magic weapon and left.
After joining the team of Bixiao Danzong, everyone rushed to Zhulu City together, and finally arrived near dusk.
There was already a long queue at the gate of Zhulu City, and the guards needed to verify the identities of those entering the city one by one, so the progress was slow.
Hanging You Dao didn't bother to wait, and said to Xie Wanyou: "You stay here and don't move around, see that the teacher will take you to cut the line." β
After that, he flew forward directly on the flying magic weapon, Xie Wanyou saw that he didn't know what to say to the guard, the guard left in a hurry on the spot, and when he came back, he began to evacuate the crowd, and let the Bixiao disciples come forward to verify first.
How could others accept it, and they protested one after another: "Why let them check first, we will come first!" β
The guard said lightly: "This is the Master of Hanging Travel, who can cure the damaged spiritual root of the eldest prince, can you?" β
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As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.
No one knew the name of the ghost hand poison doctor, and everyone was shocked, for fear that this madman would poison them quietly if he was unhappy, so with a "bang", there was an instant extra vacuum area several meters long around the hanging Taoist.
The Hanging Daoist didn't care at all, and kindly beckoned to the stunned Bixiao disciples: "Come on, children, you're tired, let's go into the city early, and rest early." β
Bixiao disciple: "......"
Although cutting in line is very hateful, but ...... It's really cool!
Since the city lords of Zhulu City agreed, they had nothing to pretend about, so they immediately walked to the front and began to check one by one.
When it was Xie Wanyou's turn, the guard looked at her Danshi token, and after testing the things on her body that were not disguised with a magic weapon, he stared at her cuffs again: "What's inside?" β
Xie Wanyou took out the sleepy Xie Zhuoxing in his cuffs and showed it to the guards: "It's my spiritual pet." β
The guard took the cub over and probed its spiritual root, confirming that it was a spirit beast, not a demon beast or a demon beast, and then nodded.
The cub was fluffy, and its small body was very soft, and the guard subconsciously pinched it, Xie Zhuoxing was like a screaming chicken being squeezed, and let out a long "coo-" very salty.
The guard was a little reluctant to return the cub to Xie Bangyou: "It's still weird and cute, what breed, I want to raise one." β
Xie Wanyou had already prepared, and replied calmly: "It should be a variant of the silver-veined cloud-winged cat, which I picked up in the secret realm." β
The guard expressed his understanding, waved his hand, and let Xie Bangyou in.
Xie Wanyou hugged Xie Zhuoxing and stepped into Zhulu City.
The moment she just stepped through the gate, Xie Wanyou's heart suddenly trembled slightly, like a piece of snow falling in the middle of the lake, rippling in a circle, and a strange feeling surged into her heart like a tide.
Xie Wanyou stopped, raised his head, and looked at the majestic mountains in the distance with some feeling.
Is that...... What?
Just when Xie Wan was distracted, someone suddenly patted her: "Little junior sister, why don't you leave?" β
Xie Wanyou stared at the mountains over there, and his eyes didn't move: "Senior sister, what's on the mountains over there?" β
Luo Ruxi thought for a while: "It is said that the Sword Pavilion is built on Mount and Kunshan, and it is the highest mountain in Zhulu City, so it should be the Sword Pavilion." β
Xie Wanyou nodded: "I think there is something echoing me over there, it can't be my natal sword." β
Hearing this, Luo Ruxi couldn't help but smile, took her arm and said, "It's impossible, you can only sense it if you are close enough to the Natal Sword, and you are still separated from the Sword Pavilion by 108,000 meters." β
Xie Bangyou also felt that this was the case, and touched his chest: "Yes, it may be a psychological effect." β
She took one last look in the direction of the Sword Pavilion and followed Luo Ruxi towards the rest area assigned to the Bixiao Dan Sect.
They didn't know that just as they were leaving, the faces of several Sword Pavilion elders guarding outside the Sword Pavilion, as well as the Xuanji True Persons of the Xuancang Sword Sect, changed drastically.
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