Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

At the foot of Optimus Pillar, on the other hand.

There are more than a dozen monks in red short shirts and shorts, straw hats on their heads, and straw sandals, rushing on their way.

The burly monk who was rushing to the front raised his hand to press the straw hat, turned his head and asked the monk behind him:

"Where did Bo Xichencheng go?"

The burly monk exuded a condensed and powerful aura, obviously his cultivation was high, not inferior to Feng Zhaoming.

The monk behind said: "Yes, Bi Xuying Xianjun, Bo Xichencheng...he is not here."

"Not here?!" Known as Bi Xuying, he is one of the four monarchs. He has a strong cultivation base and rejected Zhengyang Immortal Sect's kind intention to send people to greet him.

When he heard that 'Bo Xichencheng' was not here, Immortal Bi Xuying let out an angry roar like Jiao Lei.

"I'm pissed to death, I'm pissed to death! Brat, I must have gone to find Lou Feng again to follow that little bastard!!"

little beast—

little beast—

Bi Xuying let out a roar that reverberated in the empty valley.

It can be said that the sound shocked the whole field, and the mountains shook.

Not far away, there was a boy with phoenix eyes, his eyes were squinted, concealing the bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes.

The young man looked like he was in his teens, handsome and delicate, with a scarlet mark on his forehead.Probably because of his young age, his body has not grown open, and his Adam's apple is only slightly protruding, so he looks indistinguishable.

This person is the youngest but most powerful disciple of Immortal Monarch Bi Xuying in Liaojizhou, Bo Xichencheng.

Standing beside Bo Xichencheng was a gentle monk.

Immortal Bi Xuying in Liaojizhou is irritable, Immortal Feng Zhaoming in Zhengwuzhou is reticent, Immortal Wuping in Taichongzhou is firm and resolute, and Immortal Beilin in Wandering Kongzhou is the most gentle.

The man standing in front of Bo Xichencheng, who is as tolerant and broad as water, is Xianjun Beilin.

He said softly: "Young Master Bo Xi, go back now. If brother Bi Xuying finds out that you are not here, he will definitely lose his temper."

"Don't worry about it!"

Bo Xichencheng raised his phoenix eyes, and said, "Quickly call Lou Fengsui to come out to see Gu!"

"I'm sick today, I'm afraid I won't be able to come out to see Young Master Bo Xi."

"Gu doesn't listen, if the wind doesn't come out, Gu will demolish your entire camp."

It is said that Bo Xichencheng was born in the emperor's family before he opened his veins, and had been the emperor for several years.

After the pulse was opened, she was startled and talented, and was accepted as the first apprentice by Bi Xuying, but she still couldn't change her arrogant and arrogant temper.

That is to say, Xianjun Beilin has a gentle personality, and when he was yelled at by his juniors like this, he just smiled wryly.

The monk wandering Kongzhou had just arrived at the foot of Optimus Pillar, and finally chose a campsite and pitched a tent, but he didn't want to be demolished for no reason and sleep in the wild tonight.

Beilin sighed slightly, and said helplessly:

"Feng Sui, even though you have had a high fever since yesterday, since Mr. Bo Xi insists on seeing you, you should come out and see him."

Bo Xichencheng's expression changed: "What, that sick man has a fever again? But is the journey too tiring?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Damn it, I told him not to be brave!" Bo Xichencheng's indisputable face showed anger and panic.

Beilin Xianjun conjured up a cattail fan, put it on his chest and fanned it gently:

"It's okay, Feng Sui will be fine after resting for a while. Feng Sui, Feng Sui! Master told you to come out to meet Mr. Bo Xi, did you hear me?"

His answer was a weak cough.

"No need!" Bo Xichencheng's eyes flashed with anger, "Where is Lou Feng with you? Go find him by yourself."

After finishing speaking, Bo Xichencheng lifted his robe and walked aggressively towards the tent in the distance.

Xianjun Beilin smiled and shook his head, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and left here.

Optimus Prime, on the other hand, is in the second stage, the mud puddle where the Swamp King inhabits.

There are two tall and thin monks in blue robes, one long and one short, jumping up the treetops at the same time, constantly leaping and moving.

The moving speed is not fast, but it can completely avoid the swamp mosquitoes below.

I saw that when the two of them jumped up, their robes were tight and stuck to their abdomen, revealing their astonishing 12-yuan abdominal muscles.

Squatting on the tree trunk, the arms of the two naturally supported the tree trunk. The muscles of the arms, thighs, and calves were strong and strong, containing incredible explosive power.

The older monk looked ordinary, with burning will in his eyes. He turned his head, looked at the younger monk beside him, and said:

"Enlightenment, did you hear that?"

"Yes, Master!"

"Zhengyang Xianzong, under the command of Xianjun Feng Zhaoming, look at me Qianqing, I have broken through the golden core and become a monk of forming a core!" The old monk said earnestly: "From today onwards, your physical training will be doubled, until you can practice martial arts. The day before the meeting begins."

After hearing this, the young monk showed the same burning will in his eyes: "Yes, Master!"

These two monks in Tsing Yi's tight robes are Tai Chongzhou Wuping Immortal, and his disciple, Li Wudao.

Immortal Wu Ping said: "I heard that Wang Qianqing has successfully recovered Fulong. If you fight him in the martial arts competition, you may not be able to fight him with physical skills alone. Therefore, while strengthening physical training, spiritual power training is also necessary. It cannot be reduced, it must be tripled!"

These words did not make Li Wudao feel bored at all. He was young, but he had great endurance. After hearing this, he said again: "Yes, Master! Wudao will not lose to anyone. This martial arts competition, I I will definitely not let you down, Master!"

"Good boy!" Wuping Xianjun said: "Now our master and apprentice are setting our goal on Wangwo Qianqing. But you have to remember that although Wangwo Qianqing of Zhengyang Xianzong has extraordinary aptitude, your ultimate goal is not It's not beyond Wangwo Qianqing, it's not Bo Xichen City in Liaoji Continent, and it's not Lou Feng Sui in Wandering Kong Continent, it's all the monks beyond the four continents. Fighting against the strong, fighting against the strong, life is meaningful , is interesting!"

Li Wudao was moved to tears by the broad mind of Wuping Xianjun, and shouted three words.

"Yes, Master!"

……

……

On the top of Optimus Pillar, Zhengyang Xianzong.

Qianqing and Lin Zichu sat side by side on the top of Wangqing Peak, looking at the clouds and mist in the distance, and the mountains looming.

"Brother, how about you go down the mountain with me to meet the monks of the Kuending Sect?"

Lin Zichu nodded, and raised his hand to cover the back of Qianqing's hand.

"But we need to wear human skin masks, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble..."

Zhengwuzhou, at the foot of Optimus Pillar Mountain.

Seeing the sky brighten up, the misty clouds and mists were gently blown away by the mountain wind, revealing the black mountain body of the pillar of the sky.

The mountain is tall and straight, solemn and solemn, and it really deserves to be the representative of the immortality of Zhengwuzhou.

The Zongmen monks gathered at the foot of the mountain, after a while of emotion, got up one after another, and lined up to step on the mountain road of Optimus Pillar.

It turned out that after the fairy lord's son watched me Qianqing go up the mountain, he encountered an accident at the Optimus Pillar and almost lost his life.Later, led by Zhengyang Xianzong, he led a number of monks to open up a safe road on the fairy mountain.From then on, monks who went up the mountain climbed this mountain road without encountering the "Three Dangers of the Sky" that once blocked countless monks from the gate of Xianzong.

Not far from the foot of the mountain, there were dozens of male and female monks wearing black trench coats scattered here and there.They watched the other monks go up the mountain, all of them showed eagerness, and looked at the eastern mountain peak, as if they were looking forward to and waiting for something.

After a while, a rather young and skinny monk stood up and said hesitantly to the male monk standing in the front:

"Senior Xizhilang, it's already dawn, and all the sects are up to climb the mountain. Why don't we... shall we go up the mountain too?"

The monk called Xizhilang stood at the foot of the mountain with his hands behind his back.He looked up at the top of the mountain and shook his head slowly.

Another female monk compounded and said in a low voice: "Yes, we have not waited for the little fairy master, how can we go up the mountain by ourselves?"

The skinny cultivator became a little anxious, blushing, and argued: "Senior Sister is right. But I have been waiting here for the little fairy master for seven days. I haven't seen her, and I haven't received any news. Immortal Master has a lot of things to do, it is not convenient to go down the mountain, and... it is not yet known."

"you……"

The female cultivator froze for a moment, and was immediately speechless.

When everyone in the Kumo sect heard the news that the little fairy master would go down the mountain in person, they were indeed ecstatic at first.

But soon they felt that something was wrong. When they heard that there was no letter from Qianqing at all, and everything was all brother Xi Zhilang's own wishful thinking and conjecture, they felt a little delicate.

After waiting for seven days in a row, but still did not see the shadow of the little fairy master, many juniors couldn't bear it anymore.After all, the Martial Arts Competition is just around the corner, if you don't go up the mountain, you may miss this event.

A small sect like Ku Zhong Sect pays special attention to the Martial Arts Conference.If one can stand out at such a grand event, it will undoubtedly be extremely beneficial to the monk's future immortal journey.

If it wasn't for the fact that Senior Brother Xi Zhilang was extremely prudent in his daily work and his cultivation level was high, some people would have been impatient and would have gone up the mountain by themselves.

Xi Zhilang was silent for a while, then said slowly:

"...Why don't we act separately. Wen Renshao, you take the rest of the juniors and younger sisters up the mountain first."

Among the monks of Kumo Sect, Xizhilang is the highest, Xu Wangwen is slightly inferior, and Wenren Shao is the second.

If Xizhilang cannot lead the crowd, he should choose a leader from among the two.

And Xu Wangwen and Wen Renshao were one in one, after returning from the Frozen Forest Wasteland, Xu Wangwen treated Wen Renshao a little more resignedly and obediently, so after thinking about it for a while, Xi Zhilang entrusted all the monks to Wen Renshao Shao.

Wen Renshao stretched his body, put his hands behind his head, yawned and said:

"It's not good to leave you here alone."

During the seven days of waiting for Qianqing, Wen Renshao has always been bored like this.

Xi Zhilang said: "It's okay. You have climbed up the Pillar of Optimus, and you know the danger of this mountain. I heard that after you go up the mountain, you must cheer up, and you must not be negligent and let the rest of the disciples step out of the safe mountain road."

"Yeah." Wen Renshao nodded not very attentively.

Xi Zhilang followed the crowd and sent them to the foot of Optimus Pillar.

Someone reluctantly said: "Brother Xizhilang, after three days, you don't have to wait any longer. You may climb up the mountain at full speed, maybe you can catch up with us."

"That's right, when you arrive at Zhengyang Immortal Sect, won't you be able to meet the little Immortal Lord as well?"

"Brother, you..."

A dozen or so young monks gathered together, chattering non-stop, blocking the passage up the mountain.

After a while, there were other monks standing behind the monk of Kuendongzong, and they also lined up to go up the mountain.

The cultivator behind him waited for a while, showing a very impatient expression. He squeezed a voice-enhancing formula and said, "If you don't want to go up the mountain, dodge yourself, don't block the way here!"

The sound amplification technique can amplify the monk's voice to an astonishing extent, and the monk was a little unhappy, so he shouted extremely loudly.In an instant, the flying bird that was originally perched on the side was frightened, its wings vibrated, and it flew out in a panic.

A group of monks in Kumo Sect knew they were wrong, shut their mouths and stood apart.

There were more than a dozen monks wearing straw hats and maroon-colored shirts standing in the back. Without leggings, one could tell that they were not monks from Zhengwuzhou.

Those foreign monks were expressionless, but their eyes still reflected their very unhappy mood at the moment.