After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1269 Invitation to the Arena

The two left the hall and headed for the Martial Arts Review Hall.

He Lingchuan's mount was left at the academy, so he walked there.

He was very fast. Although he didn't run, each step was seven feet long.

Xin Yi walked side by side with him, his expression and movements calm and composed, without showing any awkwardness at all.

This guy's cultivation is not weak, at least his light body skills are very good, better than Lu Xun. He Lingchuan thought of what he had just said, that someone who could retreat for fifteen years in one breath, his ability would not be too bad.

Since he had been out of seclusion for less than two years, why did Lingshan send him to Panlong City as a special envoy?
Since it involves the transmission of intelligence, Lingshan will definitely send the person he trusts most.

Xin Yi was able to gain Lingshan's trust just two years after leaving the country? Or was he also like Wang Xingyi from Mou State, who grew up in Lingshan since childhood?

Over the past hundred years, has Lingshan's way of cultivating confidants changed?

He Lingchuan's heart moved, and he asked Xin Yi: "Have you seen General Hong?"

"Not yet!" Xin Yi looked longing, "I heard that General Hong just came back from the northwest. I hope I can meet her as soon as possible! She is a celestial demon, not everyone has the opportunity to see her in person."

"Most of the time, she is General Red." He Lingchuan didn't believe that Xin Yi didn't know this.

"I understand!" Xin Yi nodded repeatedly, "I also hope to see Mitian in person!"

He Lingchuan's eyes flickered: "Mr. Xin, have you ever seen a demon before?"

"How could we have seen this? They are all outside the sky." Xin Yi laughed, "Even the ceremony of the gods descending was only witnessed by our ancestors and then recorded in family history. Judging from the description, it was a great spectacle."

He paused and said, "I heard that Mitian would perform miracles every year on the Heavenly Sacrifice Day?"

"Mr. Xin is so well-informed just after arriving in Panlong City?" After Panlong City received the blessing from heaven, Zhong Shengguang designated the day of paying tribute to the gods as the "Heavenly Sacrifice Day". All the people in the city, young and old, would spontaneously go to the high ground outside the city to pay tribute to Zhong Wuhan.

"Since I have been entrusted with this important task, I must complete all the basic tasks." Xin Yi said solemnly, "To be honest, Ling... ahem, Dongbu is very interested in the relationship between Mitian and General Hong, and he told me to observe it carefully. After all, in the past few thousand years, no god has been able to perform a perfect descent."

The words "perfect divine descent" are extremely terrifying when one thinks about them carefully, especially after He Lingchuan read the last words of Immortal Minghui.

It is understandable that Lingshan has this concern.

"If there really is such a thing as a 'perfect divine descent', what consequences would that lead to?"

Xin Yi said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it will be another catastrophe in the world."

His confidence made He Lingchuan's heart skip a beat.

Is this also someone who knows the inside story?
"Mr. Xin is really a quick-witted person." He told everything. If He Lingchuan hadn't been a little suspicious of his background, just hearing these few words would have increased his favorability towards him.

Because of Mi Tian, ​​the cooperation between Panlong City and Lingshan is not completely barrier-free, and they can only seek common ground while reserving differences. It is not easy for Xin Yi to be a good contact person in the middle.

He said with emotion: "Lingshan and Panlong City will benefit from cooperation. Since we have a common enemy, we should be more honest and less suspicious."

He Lingchuan gave him a thumbs up and said, "You are an understanding person! If everyone in Lingshan thinks like Mr. Xin, we must be the closest comrades-in-arms."

Then he immediately asked: "I am also really curious, what do immortals look like?"

"You will look the same after becoming an immortal as you did before. As long as you don't reveal your Dharma appearance, you won't have an extra pair of eyes or an extra nose like us."

"Mr. Xin, have you really seen it?"

Xin Yi nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's a honor."

He is a descendant of immortals and comes from a sacred mountain. Although immortals are shrouded in mystery to the world, Xin Yi has already seen their true faces.

As they were talking, they arrived at the Martial Arts Review Hall.

Even the outer area was packed with people because the No. 8 ring facing the block was put into use.

People can enjoy the boxing match just by standing on the street.

He Lingchuan led Xin Yi and headed straight for where the most people were.

When people saw He Lingchuan, they all said, "General He is here!"

The crowd automatically made way for them to pass unimpeded.

As soon as He Lingchuan entered the martial arts review hall, the door panel came up to him and said quickly, "Boss, they are all on the stage."

He Lingchuan looked up and saw that there were people standing on the three stages, all of them unfamiliar faces.

He did not ask about the market, but first pulled the door panel aside and asked in a low voice: "Who won the fight in the tavern?"

Menban touched his nose and stepped aside. Three soldiers stood behind him, all with bruised faces and noses. One of them was hugging his arm, and Menban pointed at him and said, "His shoulder was dislocated, and I just fixed it for him."

Huh, it seems that the other party has the upper hand? He Lingchuan glanced at them and said with a serious expression: "Fighting is not a big deal, but losing is a big deal."

If you dare to fight, you must win!
The three of them lowered their heads and didn't dare to respond.

"After you recover from your injuries, each of you will run five laps around the city!"

Panlong City is not small, and it would take a life to circle the city five times. But how dare these three people say no?
"My men also injured two of them." Menban pointed at the ring and said, "The others are fine, but the white-haired guy is quite powerful. He knocked down these three guys by himself."

The man he was pointing at was standing on ring number eight. He was a sturdy man about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with a head full of white hair and eyes like an eagle, which exuded a fierce light.

The door panel added: "When I arrived, both sides were cursing and fighting with real anger, and one step away from a death."

Someone was almost killed and a lot of curse words were thrown out.

After He Lingchuan finished his questioning, he came back to Xin Yi and asked, "Mr. Xin, do you recognize all of these people on the stage?"

"So it's these guys." Xin Yi nodded, "They came here with me, and have been in the city for no more than three days. They are from three Taoist sects, and they are all veterans on the battlefield."

He Lingchuan pointed to the No. 8 ring and asked, "Who's that white-haired guy?"

"His name is Sha Wei. He was promoted to deputy general in the army. When he heard there was an opportunity to come to Panlong City, he volunteered."

"I heard this is a life-and-death contest?" Sha Wei was inviting a fight. "If you want to come and die, hurry up and stop just talking nonsense in the tavern!"

As soon as he spoke, the soldiers and civilians in the audience fell silent. Many people looked angry, but they kept silent.

"Why, you don't dare to come to the arena without rules?" Sha Wei sneered, "Before I came here, I heard that the warriors of Panlong City were as tough as Bo Yang and as good at fighting as tigers and wolves. Why did they all become cowards when it came to this life-and-death situation?"

The impact was too wide, and many Panlong warriors shrugged their shoulders in anger, suppressing the urge to leap onto the stage.

Xin Yi frowned and wanted to call the arrogant boy down, but He Lingchuan raised his hand to stop him.

"I like good fighters." He Lingchuan chuckled, "Good fighters all have personalities."

This was not a polite remark. A warrior should be passionate, and he did not object to Sha Wei's challenge to fight, and the people of Panlong City did not object to it either.

Want to be famous, want to be in the limelight? Then let him do it, as long as he has the ability.

(End of this chapter)