Chapter 268: Cold
All the immortal cultivators were shocked in their hearts, and they were completely shocked by Wang Xuanqing's words, they didn't know what to say, this young man was really bloody and crazy.
"This world has always been like this, strength is the most important thing, just like you now, you want to find me to avenge your master, but what else can you do besides roaring?"
Wang Xuanqing stared at Ling Qing and said very plainly, he actually admired Ling Qing's talent, but this person was too upright, and he was affected by the reputation of a gentleman, if he could let go of the shackles in his heart, his future would be good. Therefore, Wang Xuanqing was willing to talk nonsense with him.
"Wang Xuanqing, you are really too much, according to what you say, can you do whatever you want if you have the strength?" Zhang Shiyu couldn't help but say angrily.
Although Wang Xuanqing was trying to help her just now, she still couldn't accept Wang Xuanqing's remarks, this was too self-conscious!
"That's right, to have strength is to be able to do whatever you want. Wang Xuanqing nodded and said.
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This person made a group of immortal cultivators really don't know what to say, it's too unreasonable, and he believes in the law of completely the law of the jungle, which makes people can't help but want to eliminate him, but his strength is so strong, no one has a way to take him.
Ling Qing clenched his fists, Wang Xuanqing's words had too much impact on him, as well as the death of his master, for a moment, he felt that his worldview had collapsed a little.
Wang Xuanqing felt that it was very normal, in the universe of ten thousand domains, if there was no strength, it was easy to die among the powerful immortal cultivators. If it was Wang Xuanqing in the past, it would only be more bloody and cruel, and I am afraid that now these immortal cultivators will all die.
Ling Qing stood up, stared straight at Wang Xuanqing, and said, "That sword is mine, I think you should give it back to me!"
"Ling Qing, this sword doesn't belong to you in the first place, can't you see why your master wants this sword? It's not that he wants it for you, but he wants to keep it for himself. β
At this time, another beautiful voice sounded, and everyone was stunned, only to see a peerless woman walking out, it was Jiang Xue from Danmen.
"Jiang Xue!" Ling Qing stared coldly at Jiang Xue who came out, his eyes fluttering with anger, "If you are insulting my master, you are my Ling Qing's enemy!"
"You will understand these things sooner or later, you are very talented, worthy of our first day in Jiangdong, but unfortunately, you are too naΓ―ve. Besides, this sword was originally Wang Xuanqing's, and you just picked it up. Jiang Xue shook her head and said softly.
"What do you mean? I heard that you stayed in Wang Xuanqing's room for a day and a night, I didn't believe it before, but now it seems that you really have something to do with Wang Xuanqing, so I will help him talk." Ling Qing stared at Jiang Xue and said coldly.
Jiang Xue was not angry, but said with a light smile, "It doesn't matter what the relationship between me and Wang Xuanqing is, but I have been to the Medicine Valley before, and it was Wu Luoji, the master of the New Valley of the Medicine Valley, who told me that Wang Xuanqing's sword was refined in their Medicine Valley. Although I don't know why it fell into your hands, I want to tell you that this sword is indeed Wang Xuanqing's. β
Wang Xuanqing's?
This sword was originally Wang Xuanqing's? All the immortal cultivators were shocked, this long sword was actually refined by Wang Xuanqing himself?
How is this possible!
There are no refiners anymore, it's completely impossible!
The strength is extraordinary, it is both alchemy and refining, is this guy superhuman?
Ling Qing's face changed drastically, and he stumbled back a few steps, he couldn't believe it, it turned out that this sword was originally Wang Xuanqing's, it turned out that he picked up his sword!
Zhang Shiyu also immediately understood, he finally knew why Wang Xuanqing asked those people in Haitian Palace about the sword at that time, it turned out that this sword was his.
It should have been injured at that time, and the long sword was also lost, Wang Xuanqing had to come to the sect to compete, it turned out to be for this sword!
"It doesn't matter who owns the sword, as long as you have the strength, it belongs to you. Wang Xuanqing said indifferently, it was the last sentence he gave to Ling Qing.
"Alright, it's time to go to Lingtan. β
Wang Xuanqing stared at the old man in gray and said.
After speaking, Wang Xuanqing didn't care about the reaction of the others, and prepared to leave with the old man in gray.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, another voice rang out.
What's the matter! Wang Xuanqing's momentum suddenly cooled, he just wanted to go to Lingtan, but he didn't expect the twists and turns, and now he has no patience. If anyone dares to make a little trouble with him again, Wang Xuanqing will definitely kill without hesitation!
It was a young man who spoke, his appearance was a little immature, he didn't look very old, and he felt Wang Xuanqing's coldness, and the young man suddenly said with some fear, "Wang, senior Wang, I still want to ask for a few bottles of pills." β
Wang Xuanqing suddenly laughed, there were still people who dared to come to him to ask for pills, he was really a little bold, his eyebrows raised slightly, and asked, "Why?"
The young man was suppressed by Wang Xuanqing's momentum, and he was suddenly a little scared, after all, Wang Xuanqing had just killed Dongfang Tan in front of him. This young man was cold-blooded and terrifying, and if he was not careful, he might die at his hands.
"Senior, my name is Han Yang, I am a disciple of Taijimen, this time I won fifteen places in the sect competition, there was originally no pill, thank you for the generous pill sent by my seniors. The young man arched his hand at Wang Xuanqing and said with a hint of gratitude.
Although Wang Xuanqing was domineering and cold-blooded, he did give them the elixir and let them get benefits. Especially this Taiji Gate in Hanyang, originally Taiji Gate was one of the top sects in China, and in the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty, it was the authentic martial arts of the entire Chinese Dynasty.
However, the Taiji Gate is now declining more and more, and has become a small sect, and Wang Xuanqing's elixir is a rare treasure for Han Yang.
"I don't dare to be interested in your information, and I don't care if you thank me or not, you can also want pills, these pills can be refined at my fingertips for me, but why can you get the pills from me?" Wang Xuanqing stared at Han Yang and said indifferently.
Although this boy only won fifteen places, his talent was good, after all, he was still young, probably less than twenty years old.
"Senior, I know, so I used this thing to exchange with seniors, I don't know if I can exchange it for a bottle of elixir. Han Yang gritted his teeth and took out a pure white jade pendant.
This jade pendant is in the shape of a half-moon, like the black and white pattern of the Taiji diagram, but only half of it.
Han Yang looked at Wang Xuanqing expectantly, this was inherited from their Taiji Sect, but it was not passed on by his master, his master was dead, this was what he found in the sect.
He didn't know what this jade pendant was, but unlike ordinary jade pendants, this jade pendant was pure white and extremely hard, like a stubborn stone.
He was looking forward to being able to exchange this jade pendant for such a bottle of elixir from Wang Xuanqing's hand, and he would be satisfied.
Their Taiji Sect is now in too decline, and with one more bottle of elixir, he will be able to cultivate to a higher realm, and he will have a better chance of revitalizing the Taiji Sect.
Wang Xuanqing put the pure white fish-shaped jade pendant in his hand, and he couldn't even recognize what it was for a while, and he couldn't even tell what material it was. However, Wang Xuanqing was still ready to accept this thing first, after all, the pill was of little value to him, but this thing was somewhat interesting.
"How many pills do you want?" Wang Xuanqing asked directly.
"Two, two bottles. Han Yang looked at Wang Xuanqing and said cautiously, he was already lucky if he wanted one bottle in his heart, but seeing Wang Xuanqing's interest in this jade pendant, he gritted his teeth and raised it to two bottles.
He had been observing Wang Xuanqing's expression, and as long as Wang Xuanqing frowned, he would immediately change to just one bottle.
"Yes, I'll give you five bottles of pills!" Wang Xuanqing waved his hand, directly threw out five bottles of pills, and placed them firmly on the ground.
(End of chapter)