Become a Fairy

Chapter 2913 Chapter 2912 Mysterious Man

"Old Ancestor Ge!" Several foundation-building monks of the Ancient Sword Sect looked happy at first when they saw the blue-shirted Confucian scholar, but their expressions froze again when they saw the other two Nascent Soul monsters of the Flying Cavalry tribe who followed. This Ge Ziya is one of the few Nascent Soul mid-stage monks in Qingdan Palace who are most likely to advance to the rank of great monk, and his strength is ranked first in the world of Wangyue's cultivation of immortals.

The ancestors of the other two Flying Cavalry tribes don't seem to be weak, at least it is rumored that they have killed another Wanhua Valley Nascent Soul mid-stage ancestor together.

The juniors of the Flying Cavalry tribe also showed joy when they saw the middle-aged couple, and then turned into surprise. The three Nascent Soul Patriarchs in front of them seemed to be in extremely strange states. It seems that the body is out of control.

All of a sudden, the juniors who were still in a hostile relationship thought about it and were terrified. Even monk Yuanying couldn't control his body. What kind of unimaginable danger did he encounter?

At this time, these juniors have no intention of fighting with each other, even the Yuanying Patriarch has ended up in such a situation, wouldn't it be a big joke for them to continue fighting?

In fact, it didn't make them wonder for too long. Lu Xiaotian was also nearby, but he just sat cross-legged on a boulder at random.

The monks of the Qiangu Sword Sect and the Feiqi tribe saw the bodies of the three Yuanying ancestors involuntarily landed less than three miles away from them. Facing a seemingly empty Zhang Xu high stone.

Then the three Nascent Soul patriarchs looked at the boulder with horror on their faces, but they, the foundation-builder cultivators, felt it was strange. It was obviously just an ordinary stone with nothing on it. Why do the Yuanying ancestors have such expressions?

The weird situation in front of them made these Foundation Establishment juniors instinctively want to escape, the farther away from this weird place the better, but reason told them not to make any rash moves, otherwise they might incur a thunderous blow.

Not only these foundation-building juniors, but even the blue-shirted Confucian scholar and the middle-aged couple didn't know what was going on at all. When they saw it at first glance, the boulder was also empty, and they didn't see anything more than those juniors. thing.

It's just that the eyes are blurred soon, and the vision on the empty boulder is distorted for a while, and a blurred back begins to form.

The figure turned around slowly, and it turned out to be a young man with silver hair and a slightly thin body. The eyes of the other party were calm, but so deep that they seemed to be able to accommodate everything.

"Ex, senior!" In the eyes of the group of foundation-building monks, several Nascent Soul patriarchs either bowed down to salute or bowed down to the still empty boulder. These Foundation Establishment cultivators only found it ridiculous. However, the ancestors of Yuanying were cautious.

"What's the current situation in Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals?" Lu Xiaotian asked.

"The overall situation in Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals is calm. In the past two thousand years, although there have been occasional turmoil, the foundation of Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals has never been shaken."

The Confucian scholar in blue shirt replied respectfully. The cultivator in front of him seems to be young, but the other party's cultivation base and strength have reached the point where he dare not peep, and the rumored old monster of the God Transformation does not seem to have the same number in front of him. To say that the old monster of the God Transformation can be an understatement It seems unrealistic to make several Nascent Soul cultivators lose their ability to act autonomously. The Confucian scholar in blue was just like the monks of the two Flying Cavalry tribes next to him. Although he had all kinds of speculations in his heart, he didn't dare to ask each other easily.

"Oh? What schools are there in Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals?" Lu Xiaotian said casually.

"The strongest ones are Ancient Sword Sect, Qingdan Palace, and Lingxiao Palace, followed by Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, Xuanbing Sect, Ten Thousand Beast Sect, Demon Yang Sect...etc. They are all strong." The blue-shirted scholar said road.

"The strength of Lingxiao Palace has declined so quickly?" Lu Xiaotian said with a little surprise. When he left this world, there were still a few statues from the 18th Golden People, and some were distributed to Yan Xiaoyu, Xia Ji and his wife. Yan Xiaoyu, Peng Dayong and others later went to the spirit world through the Renyuan Gate. Lu Xiaotian encountered them all, and even Peng Dayong was in the Chaotic Demon Realm. After the battle with Buddha Sect, he went to practice everywhere. From the mouth of the old man, I learned the strength of the Lingxiao Palace in this world under their rule. There is no doubt about him. When Lu Xiaotian left, the heritage left to Lingxiao Palace was too deep.

Unexpectedly, only a few thousand years have passed, and it is still the ancient sword sect and Qingdan Palace who once again occupy the top spot in the world of Mochizuki's cultivation of immortals. It is worthy of being the master of the immortal sect with an orderly inheritance. Even if they were overtaken by the Lingxiao Palace for a while, these immortal masters still showed super tenacity and overtook them again after a long time.

"Lingxiao Palace used to be the strongest sect. Later, the sect's forces mainly moved into the secret territory of Lingxu, and the remaining part stayed in the original place, and its strength naturally declined." The blue-shirted Confucian scholar was overjoyed, Could it be that this person in front of him has some relationship with Lingxiao Palace? Thousands of years ago, the power of Lingxiao Palace was the best in this world.

But since some old people in Lingxiao Palace either went to the spirit world, or passed away at the end of their lives. Some of them entered the secret realm of Lingxu, and the space in the secret realm of Lingxu was turbulent. After cutting off contact with Qingyuan, Chiyuan, Lanmo and other places, the strength of Lingxiao Palace on the side of Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation World naturally dropped to a certain level. The blue-shirted Confucian scholar couldn’t help suspecting that Lu Xiaotian came out of the secret realm of Lingxu. If it could really be related to Lingxiao Palace, the situation in Mochizuki’s world of cultivating immortals would naturally change considerably. It's also a bit unpleasant. If the monks of Lingxiao Palace who really entered the secret realm of Lingxu returned to Wangyue, the status of both Gu Jianzong and Qingdan Palace would naturally drop a lot.

While the blue-shirted scholar was full of mixed feelings, the middle-aged couple of the Flying Cavalry tribe felt even more like sitting on pins and needles. Whether the silver-haired monk in front of him was from the Ancient Sword Sect, Qingdan Palace, or Lingxiao Palace, he was absolutely unique to the Flying Cavalry tribe. Not a good thing. The success or failure of the victory depends on the opponent's thoughts. The feeling that the survival of the tribe is controlled by the hands is too uncomfortable.

"So that's it!" Lu Xiaotian nodded after asking a few more questions, and he had a general understanding of some things that happened on Qingyuan Continent for thousands of years.

"Before..." The blue-shirted scholar opened his mouth to say something more, his vision distorted for a while, the boulder was empty again, and the silver-haired monk seemed to have never appeared.

The blue-shirted Confucian scholar and the two monks from the Flying Cavalry tribe looked at each other, and had no intention of fighting again.

"It's a big matter, I have to go back and report to Senior Brother Gongmen, how about the two of you just stop fighting?" The blue-shirted Confucian scholar floated back more than a hundred feet, looking warily at the two monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe.

"That's exactly what I meant, Fellow Daoist Ge, please leave!" Such a powerful human monk appeared out of thin air, leaving the three of them without the ability to resist. There must be vigilance. If one accidentally offends that mysterious person, it will lead to unforeseen disasters.