Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

Countless figures fell in front of Wen An like locusts, and they half-kneeled on the ground respectfully, with worried expressions on their faces: "Peak Master, what's going on here?"

Wen An glanced at them indifferently, flicked his sleeves lightly, and said in a voice like a clash of gold and stone, "It's nothing."

The two stewards of Shichuan Peak at the front looked at each other, and secretly glanced at the ruined house not far away. They felt terrified, lowered their heads even more, and asked almost tremblingly: "The master of the peak has a convective cold house." Dissatisfied? We will find a more comfortable residence for the Peak Master, and ask the Peak Master to forgive us."

Wen An frowned. He just remembered that these people had spent a lot of effort to find this house. They were not official disciples of the Yunhai Sect, so they did their best to find a high-quality Liuhanju. , Naturally, it will not be criticized.

"No. I will go out to practice in a few days, and the expenses will be kept simple."

The people below breathed a sigh of relief, and they didn't understand in their hearts. In fact, they knew very well that the current peak master has a cold temper. Harsh, even relatively lenient to them, such a peak master really can't be found even with a lantern, but they are inexplicably afraid, maybe it is the natural oppression of low-level practitioners by the cultivation power?

Wen Anyao glanced at the main peak where there was only a vague shadow left, and in his heart he respected the leader who raised the shell like a son, even though the original body didn't care, but for him now, such a A good impression is indeed very precious.Thinking of this, he waved his hand reservedly, indicating that his subordinates can go back to their respective homes, and he will go to the head of the house, and the others will do as they say.

Wen An straightened his sleeves, looked at the unusually calm operation of the kung fu in his heart, the internal force gurgling in the meridians instantly seemed to be pumped with chicken blood, and rushed up to the soles of his feet like a thunderbolt. An couldn't control it, and he had passed several mountains in the blink of an eye. He took a deep breath calmly, and slowly adjusted the speed of the internal force according to the remaining body instinct and memory of the shell, and used two prongs. When Wen An reached the main peak of Yunhai Sect, It has been exactly the same as the usual shell performance.

Wen An cautiously slowed down, his feet were as light as if he was stepping on a cloud, this feeling of insecurity lasted until his feet landed firmly on the ground.But in the eyes of the disciples of the main peak, they seem to be blown by a gust of wind, their clothes are slightly bulging, fluttering, their eyes are indifferent, their figures are tall and straight, and they look like immortals. They are really the most outstanding people in Yunhaizong. one.

After standing still, Wen An's heart burst into cold sweat. He was almost tripped by the wide long pendulum under his feet. Fortunately, he landed slowly. In other words, the changes are very different, and they will be interrogated every minute whether they have been taken away.

He stretched out his hand and stroked his sleeve, as if to calm his beating heart, and slowly adjusted himself. At this time, a doorman outside the hall had already come to receive him with a blushing face: "Dare to ask why the elder came here?" ?”

He paused for a moment, squinted at the doorman, and made sure that Kezi had never seen this person before, so he said calmly, "I have something to discuss with the head."

The doorman hurriedly said: "The head of the door has already ordered that if the elders come to look for them, there is no need to inform them, just enter the hall."

Wen An nodded, and then strode in.

"Wen An, I expected you to come to me soon." Above the main hall, a middle-aged man with tall hair and an invisible majesty was standing on the stargazing platform in the center with his back to Wen An. There was a little bit of regret.

Wen An paused, and let out a low "hmm".

The man turned around, frowned slightly, and suddenly asked: "Have you experienced a calamity?"

Wen An didn't hear the headmaster's question at all at this time, he stared blankly at the face of the person in front of him, with the familiar deep eye sockets, the familiar high nose bridge, the familiar thin upper and lower thick slightly pursed lips, this person, It's clearly the middle-aged "Xi Jing"!

Qiu Siming looked at the man in front of him who was obviously distracted, with deep wrinkles between his brows, and repeated repeatedly: "Have you survived a calamity?"

Wen An regained his senses, concealed the deep thoughts in his heart, and nodded.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qiu Siming's mouth. No wonder this person behaved so strangely at this time. It wasn't long after he was in love, no matter how firm his heart was, he still couldn't maintain the simple and stubborn thinking before in a short period of time. Maybe It was also because of this that Wen An, a cultivator, thought about going out to practice.Thinking of this, he asked familiarly: "Do you want to go out to practice again?"

This suggestion was originally on Wen An's mind, but Xi Jing's last words made him very eager to find him and ask him clearly, and only by being outside can he cover up his many incongruities and avoid the danger of his life .However, after seeing Qiu Siming's face, he was a little uncertain...

Wen An's eyes flickered, and his voice was naturally low: "I don't know if the master has heard of...Xi Jing?"

He observed the expression on Qiu Siming's face without blinking, his excellent eyesight could even see the slight trembling of his eyelashes, but it was his eyesight that disappointed him.There is nothing abnormal about every trace of Qiu Siming's expression, and his eyes are clearly blank without ever touching this name.

"Xi Jing? Is this the partner you matched in Love Tribulation?" Qiu Siming could naturally see Wen An's expectation, but he took it as an urgency to find someone, and he could understand it.

Wen An was a little depressed, but then he was relieved. There will always be similar people in the world. He just met them in this world. The real scene is waiting for him to find. Thinking about it, he was actually a little excited...

Seeing that Wen An didn't answer, Qiu Siming smiled forgivingly, and gently stroked the back of the king with wide blue and white sleeves, and the huge spar mirror flashed slightly, releasing an extremely clear image: a man attacked by a demon In the villages we passed by, sporadic blood was sprinkled on the ground, a puff of black smoke emerged from the houses that had just been extinguished, and curled upwards. There were corpses of villagers who died unwillingly, and surviving children...

Wait, that kid who survived!

Wen Anqiang suppressed the throbbing in his heart. That child was completely a miniature version of Xi Jing. He only needed to glance over, and he could inexplicably confirm that this was really Xi Jing who had traveled through countless worlds with him. His eyes are like stars filling the entire sky, even though his face is cold now, they are amazingly bright.

"Wen An, this is a village under the command of our Yunhai Sect. It used to live and work in peace and contentment, but now it has become such a miserable situation. There are 630 people in the village. Only this child survived safely under the corpse of his parents. I can't leave Yunhai Zong, therefore, I hope you can replace me to destroy those demons, and also stabilize your realm so that you can practice in the future." Qiu Siming looked up, with deep hatred and pity in his eyes : "As for that child, I will raise it in..."

"Raised under my name, he will become my only direct disciple!" Wen An declared firmly without waiting for Qiu Siming to make a decision.

Qiu Siming was a little surprised, with a charming smile in his eyes: "That's what I planned too. Your Shichuan Peak is originally the quietest, which means that there are no disputes. Children, of course, are perfect."

Wen An pursed his lips, because he was impatient.I didn't realize it because I didn't compare it before. Qiu Siming is indeed very similar to Xi Jing, but his eyes are clearly dark, the kind of dark color that no light can penetrate...

"Okay, then you go, and bring that child back properly." Qiu Siming noticed Wen An's eyes, subconsciously lowered his eyes quickly, his voice became flat, and gave the order to evict the guest.

Wen An nodded wisely, turned around and left, his whole body tensed up, and he was relieved until he left the hall. He intuitively felt that he had accidentally touched the master's Ni Lin. At that moment, the atmosphere was different. .

But I don't know, what's the secret of being in charge of a sect?

Wen An shook his head and stopped thinking about it, knowing that the saying that the less you live, the longer you live is not for nothing, he should meet with Xi Jing earlier and discuss it later.

Returning safely to his own mountain, Wen An watched with satisfaction as his subordinates handed him a miniature house that was still a magic weapon, but not as low-key and luxurious as the previous one. The elixir, the group of people couldn't help but kowtow to him, a little unaccustomed.

Wen An waited for Yun Haizong's chief manager who was in charge of leaving the mountain gate to come, and after giving him enough information, he set off without stopping. He really couldn't wait any longer, it was hard to imagine that Xi Jing would become a child, and To be faced with the death of both parents, even if Xi Jing is not a real child, it will still be painful.

He hurried on as fast as he could, and only slowed down a little when practicing internal strength that didn't belong to him, and that Anhe Village was at the foot of their mountain, and he had already arrived in two and a half days.

The stronghold of Yunhaizong is in Antian Town not far from Anhe Village. Several people carrying long swords and wearing the costumes of Yunhaizong disciples are sitting in the lobby drinking tea frequently. One of them couldn't help saying: "The head Just two days after the order, Elder Wen should have arrived, I really don’t know if the elder can get along with the child in harmony.”

The pretty woman on the side said helplessly: "I am almost driven crazy by him these days. I don't eat, I don't drink, I don't sleep, I don't communicate with others. I also know that he has been greatly stimulated. , but this really makes people unable to start.”

Another lean man was also a little worried: "If the child is still like this under the elder's hands..."

The three of them looked at each other with worries in their eyes.

"I don't know whether it's right or wrong for us to do this, but as long as this child doesn't make such a fuss before going to Yunhaizong, the elder Xijing shouldn't be so inhumane."

The three of them were talking, when they suddenly felt a strong coercion coming, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly bowed to Elder Wen, who is said to be the harshest, strongest and most inhumane person in the Yunhai Sect, respectfully Called: "Welcome to the elders."

Wen An waved his hand casually, but found that Xi Jing was not among these people. He frowned, and with a sweep of his spiritual thoughts, he "saw" Xi Jing'an lying quietly on the bed in the inner room, frowning tightly. The whole body is tense, and I don't know how much thinner it is compared to the first glance.

He didn't bother to care about the three of them at this time, and went directly into the inner room. At this moment, the lying child seemed to feel something, and slowly opened his eyes...

Wen An held his breath, and called out as calmly as possible: "Xi Jing."