"Master Chongxuan, the disciple under him was seriously injured a few days ago, and now his life is dying, and I hope that the master will not hesitate to help. ”

In front of such a famous cultivator like Chongxuantie, the lone Fengyun no longer has the slightest arrogance just now, and his posture is very humble.

"Hmm. ”

With a deep groan, he glanced at Luo Chen's side in surprise, and he found that it seemed that this lone person didn't look like he knew Mr. Xiao. So, he frowned and said, "It's a long way to go to your Baixiao Pavilion, and I don't have the time." ”

Are you kidding?

Mr. Xiao's guidance just now made great progress in my strength. Finally, while Mr. Xiao is here, I am about to seize the opportunity to ask for advice, how can I have time to go to your Baixiao Pavilion?

Chong Xuantie has some incense with this lone person, but it is just a rare herb that has been borrowed from them.

Even so, afterwards, he refined an elixir in return and helped Bai Xiaoge.

Therefore, he and Bai Xiaoge do not owe each other at all.

"Master Chongxuan, I know that I am presumptuous, but this disciple is my personal disciple, I regard him as a son, and I can't bear to see him seriously injured and difficult to treat. ”

Duren Fengyun pleaded in a low voice: "I am alone, and I will remember the kindness of adults!"

He gritted his teeth fiercely: "As long as the master is willing to make a move, I can offer a hundred immortal treasure-grade pills!twelve fourth-level natural spirit veins!"

At first, Chongxuantie was still patiently listening to him, but when he quoted the price, his expression turned completely indifferent. He stared deeply at the Duren Fengyun: "I can understand that you are showing off your wealth to a Nian Xiu, and you are also a Nian Xiu powerhouse whose cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth turn and can enter the fifth turn at any time!?"

A rhetorical question, and the powerful telekinesis was overwhelming!

Since gaining the understanding and breaking through the shackles of cultivation, the telekinesis of the heavy Xuantie is extremely strong, and this launch gives people the feeling that the mountains are falling, the sky is collapsing, and the unparalleled pressure is falling heavily.

"Humph!"

Duren Fengyun couldn't help but snort, his strength was not as good as Chongxuantie, not to mention that the other party had also received the guidance of "Little Mister", and now his cultivation has made a breakthrough again.

"Hmph! Chongxuantie, you are really good-tempered, if it were me, I would have killed him directly. "One is a monk.

The rest of the cultivators nodded their heads with affection, reaching their level of cultivation, and the ordinary benefits were not visible at all. Moreover, they have a strange temperament, and for them, the behavior of the lone man just quoted is the greatest insult to them.

"It's me who bothered me, and I hope the master will never be surprised. The lone Fengyun forcibly suppressed the grief and indignation in his heart, although he was rejected mercilessly, he still had to apologize, as if he was really at fault!

The reason is very simple, looking at the central state region, any four-turn meditation cultivator is a top depository worthy of being wooed. What's more, it's a strong person like Chongxuantie who is already standing at the pinnacle of cultivation?

Their own strength is not only strong, but their appeal is amazing. It can be said that the power that they can mobilize alone is no less than that of a Baixiao Pavilion!

He is alone, inferior to others in terms of cultivation, and even worse than 108,000 miles in terms of power. So, how could he still hold his head up in front of Chongxuantie, and how could he not keep his voice down?

"Master!" Durenxiong looked at Luo Chen, and the meaning was very clear, that is, to ask Luo Chen to go back and give it a try.

"Let's go!"

Duren Fengyun was depressed, and even reprimanded this disciple who had a blood and family relationship unceremoniously: "Don't you think that the face of being embarrassed by the teacher is not big enough?"

Durenxiong's stomach shrank back, and the rest of the disciples reluctantly followed behind Duren Fengyun, and they quietly nodded to Luo Chen before leaving-

Regardless of the teacher, they are all people who have personally experienced the scene of the Guhuai Zi'an, and they have a better understanding of the magic of this young man in the Xuan robe. Moreover, they have also had a life-and-death relationship with each other, and their feelings are deeper.

Luo Chen hesitated for a moment, and finally said softly: "If the town guard envoy doesn't dislike it, why don't you let me go and heal the disciple?"

The lone man was already holding back the fire in his belly, but when he heard this, his resentment suddenly broke out: "You heal your wounds? Hmph, I have already invited dozens of cultivators, but they are all helpless against the injuries on Berg's body, and they say that only the cultivation of the four transformations can have the possibility of healing! What about you? Where are you involved with the four transformations of the cultivators?"

These words were very instantaneous, and they were simply a direct slap in the face. No matter how good Luo Chen's temper was, he felt that it was too much, so he could only shake his head helplessly and ignore it anymore.

"Hmph! I'm young, but I've learned a lot of the skills of speculative drilling! Do you think that by taking this opportunity to show goodwill, you can win the favor of the old man and take his place after Berg's death?

The lone Fengyun thought that he had seen through Luo Chen's thoughts, and said coldly, he was about to continue to "expose" Luo Chen's face-

Suddenly!

"Boom!"

Dozens of figures blocked in front of him, Chongxuantie, Thousand Bee Danzong, Huadanzong, Song Lin...... Every Nian Xiu was desperately blocking the way, and there was an angry look in his eyes.

Duren Fengyun was taken aback: himself, it seems that he didn't offend these people, right? Why are they all very angry, and they can't swallow their own posture alive?

"Masters, this is-" Duren Fengyun said hesitantly, Rao is the leading figure in charge of a big force, and his heart is naturally extremely firm.

However, being wrapped in such a huge luxury lineup, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive in his heart.

"Hey!"

Chong Xuantie chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes, he stared coldly at the Duren Fengyun: "At the beginning, I rejected you, I felt a little sorry in my heart, but now, this apology has disappeared, and I can't find the slightest! Because, I just found out that I am not worthy of healing your disciple at all! Yes, I, Chong Xuantie, am not worthy!"

Even if it was the quotation he had just quoted, Chongxuantie was not as angry as he was now. Now he looks like he has been greatly insulted!

"What did Master Chongxuan say, how could you not be qualified to heal? Duren Fengyun hurriedly smiled.

"Yes, it's a pity, even Mr. Xiao you don't think he's qualified, so what is my heavy black iron?

(Mr. Little?)

The lone person was puzzled, and the heavy iron of the obedient voice seemed to be complaining about the little gentleman. But no matter how much he searched the sea alone, he couldn't find out where he offended this little gentleman.

Especially when he saw the other cultivators, all of them were also angry, he was even more secretly shocked: what kind of ability does this little gentleman have to reach the sky, and he can attract so many real big people to be so crazy?

It can be said that such a luxurious lineup, once they join forces, the power it bursts out is enough to sweep Baixiao Pavilion ten times!

"Master Chongxuan, I don't know when I offended Mr. Xiao with inappropriate words, I will definitely come to the door to make amends-"

Suddenly, the words of the lone Fengyun froze, and a spiritual light exploded in the sea of knowledge!

His mouth slowly opened wide, his head and neck seemed to be rusted, and he made a "crunch" sound with the movement of turning his head.

The lone Fengyun maintained a slow motion, turned his head inch by inch, and finally his gaze stayed in a certain direction:

This little gentleman, could it be-