Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 90 Entering the City

Ten feet away, from the top of a tall ancient tree, there was a clear and ear-splitting screeching sound.

From the top of the poplar tree, a slender figure shot out, with a graceful figure, and with a dazzling speed, it rolled down in front of the corpses of the two withered soul ghosts.

Xue Leng suddenly smelled a wisp of intoxicating fragrance in his nose, and rushed over.

The velvet figure, like a piece of cotton wool, was blown to the front by a gust of wind.

Xue Leng's complexion could not help but change slightly with this ghostly and extremely graceful clever evasion technique, postscript!pedal!pedal!He took three or four steps back fearfully.

Sudden--

With a tactful and wonderful sound, Ge Ge's charming laughter sounded out!

This ray of laughter is so graceful and melodious, infiltrated in the fragrance of the dead instrument, it floats slightly...

Laughing suddenly and unanimously, a trace of cold voice, cursing:
"Hmph, you vicious scum, when you see this fairy, you don't come down quickly!"

Under the hazy starlight, a young girl with a delicate face and a blue gauze shirt was standing tall and graceful.

But at this moment, her face was covered with frost, her almond eyes were wide open, and she was full of murderous aura.

Hearing her scolding, Xue Leng didn't change his face, and glanced at the distant woods intentionally or unintentionally.

After deliberating for a few breaths, he cupped his hands slightly, and replied in a neutral voice:

"This fairy hurts people, don't you feel that she has lost her identity?"

The beautiful girl in blue gauze and blouse, with two clear eyes flashing, scolded coquettishly:

"are you talking about me?"

Saying that, the right arm that shone like white jade patted lightly, and the fingers that sprung up like bamboo shoots pointed forward lightly.

Xue Leng snorted coldly pretending to be contemptuous and disdainful, glanced at Lin Zhong meaningfully, and replied:

"Hmph! If you think you are so beautiful, and you want to show yourself in front of Fang, then you are looking for the wrong person.

There are only you and me here, I am not talking about you, is there anyone else? "

How can a girl's self-esteem endure such scolding and ridicule from a man, not to mention that she is a beautiful girl who has always been praised by others?

But strangely, the girl in blue gauze didn't get angry when she heard the words. Instead, a sweet smile appeared on her delicate pink face, her eyes turned slightly, and she said prettyly:

"Why are you so fierce, what does it matter if you have a few jokes?"

As soon as the voice fell, the topic changed again, and the willow eyebrows stood upright, scolding:

"It's just evil, if I didn't want to ask you a few words, I would have killed you long ago, and you are still ignorant!"

At this time, her face was covered with frost, her black eyebrows were furrowed, revealing a murderous look.

In just two sentences, the girl in blue gauze was already a different person, and Xue Leng was taken aback.

After narrowing his eyes and looking at the woman for a while, he thought for a while and thought to himself:
"This girl is really weird, her moods and anger are unpredictable, and she is erratic. There must be something wrong with her spirit."

"Could it be the legendary one body and two souls?"

At the same time, a voice came into his head clearly——

"Such a strong spiritual sense, Li Xingjian of the next True Spirit Sect, I don't know how you call it?"

There was something calm and quiet in the voice, quite powerful.

But more importantly, above his head is a flying sword that can kill people in an instant, and there is always a coldness that can freeze the brain.

Under such circumstances, Xue Leng couldn't help but answer, he looked at the flying sword on his head with fear, and responded neither humble nor overbearing:
"Yin Luozong, Fang Xieying!"

There was a silence above the head, and after the flying sword was silently retracted, the voice came down again:

"Fang Xieying? I've heard of your name. It is said that in order to practice an evil art, you specially lure ignorant female cultivators as a cauldron for cultivation...Is that true?"

Xue Leng smiled slightly. From the tone of the man above, he couldn't hear any hostility towards him.

He didn't have the usual tone of those orthodox monks, and thinking about the eerie flying sword before, I'm afraid this person is also a fellow.

Thinking of this, he readily admitted:
"Yes, exactly!"

"Really? Brother Fang's notoriety is not small, and his cultivation is also superb, but the people who came to the North Sea to slay demons and demons this time are all fellows from the North to earn some fame.

You Yin Luozong is far away in Dajin Zhongzhou, why do you want to get involved? "

Xue Leng's heart trembled when he heard the words, and only then did he realize that the other party's thoughts were very delicate, and he was not someone who could be easily fooled.

He paused, then revealed an extremely sinister smile, and said:

"This... I heard that the sea monster royal family is the body of the mermaid in the rumors. Fang was happy to see Lie Xin at a certain time, so... hehe~"

"Haha, Brother Fang is indeed a man of temperament."

Li Xingjian couldn't hear any joy or anger in his smile, the more he was like this, the colder Xue Leng's heart became.

"Bah! You villain, how dare you show such an embarrassing gesture in front of this girl—"

Seeing Xue Leng standing there motionless, the Lansha girl couldn't help being curious, and was secretly staring at him.

Unexpectedly, a lewd smile suddenly appeared on this person's pretty face, which startled her immediately.

With a slightly flushed face, Qiao took two steps back and reprimanded her pretending to be ferocious.

However, before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by a slightly stern figure.

"Junior sister, don't back down. Brother Fang also came here for the beast tide, and he killed one of the three withered soul ghosts on the spot. He is not a bad person."

Li Xingjian walked out of the forest with a smile on his face, walking calmly with a bohemian demeanor.

"Brother Li is right, although Fang claims he is not a good person, but in the face of such a big issue as the beast tide, he must do his part.

The junior sister really misunderstood. "

Seeing that a crisis was resolved invisible, Xue Leng also secretly heaved a sigh of relief, cupped his hands leisurely, and smiled at the blue yarn girl.

"Who is your junior sister? Senior brother Li, how can you speak for outsiders..."

"Hmph! I'm going to seek justice from Senior Brother Gong."

As she spoke, the girl in blue gauze, who was originally pretty and lovely, suddenly had a cold expression on her face, squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, and then flew away without looking back.

"Brother Fang laughed, Junior Sister Yu has been like this since she was a child."

The moment Li Xingjian heard the words "Senior Brother Gong", Li Xingjian's eyes became even more sinister, but they were suppressed in an instant.

Although this move was extremely subtle, it still caught Xue Leng's eyes.

"Junior sister, that's right, Fang is very envious that Brother Li has such a charming and charming junior sister."

With a flash of thought in his mind, Xue Leng immediately let out a haha, and said something nonsense.

"Oh? Could it be that Fellow Daoist is interested in Junior Sister Yu?"

"That's a bit of a pity. Junior sister already has her own heart, and her mind is full of senior brother Gong. I'm afraid she won't be able to accommodate others."

He does not mean that.

Li Xingjian frowned, and explained a sentence intentionally or unintentionally. In his words, he seemed to be very regretful.

"This Senior Brother Gong is one of the True Spirit Clan, Gong Yushu's fellow Daoist of the Gong Clan?"

"The current head of the True Spirit Sect seems to be the current head of the Gong family."

Xue Leng's heart moved, he thought about it for a moment, and took advantage of the situation.

"Exactly."

Li Xingjian nodded slightly, and he could tell that the meaning of Fang's words was that he didn't want to have any grudges with Gong Yushu, who was in full swing recently.

But he has always been conceited, and he doesn't pay much attention to this. His face darkened, and his voice ignored the distance of several meters, and rang in Xue Leng's ear:

"Now there are no idlers here to disturb you. Give me an explanation. Why did you come to the city that never sleeps?"

These words are not polite, but they are very suitable for Li Xingjian's identity.

The True Spirit Sect and the Yin Luo Sect have one good and one evil, and there have been countless conflicts of grievances and grievances for thousands of years. If he asked politely, it would be strange and strange.

Xue Leng also understood this truth, and smiled when he heard this:
"Tracking an enemy, just passing by."

"Right? Which one?"

Li Xingjian obviously didn't want to let it go, so he continued to ask.

Xue Leng held back the impatience in his heart, and said calmly:
"One of the twins of Tianfu, Xue Leng."

He said it lightly, but Li Xingjian was stunned.

"Xue Leng?"

It's not that this name is louder than "Yin Luozong", but Tianfu Pavilion is one of the outer sects under the Zhenlingzong.

As a rookie in the school, the Tianfu Twins are still Li Xingjian's junior in terms of seniority!
At this time, even he, who was quite deep in the city, had a cold look on his handsome face, and a murderous look suddenly emerged.

This can't help him not being angry. For nearly a thousand years, the relationship between the Great Jin North and Zhongzhou has been tense. Over a few barren and dead lands, they have been in conflict almost year after year, and each has its own outcome.

But only the Yin Luozong left Tianfu Pavilion with indelible shame and hatred.

The most typical example -

500 years ago, Fang Nianyu, the master of Yin Luo who had just condensed his Nascent Soul, sneaked into a spiritual vein just occupied by Tianfu Pavilion single-handedly.

Driven the incomparably terrifying five concentric demons to set up the "Yin Luo Crossing Soul Formation", they actually pulled out the souls of the three Yuanying elders in the Tianfu Pavilion without a sound, and even the guardian formation collapsed immediately.

"You're not too brave!"

Li Xingjian's face changed back and forth, and he suddenly responded:

"Then Xue Leng is my junior brother. Brother Fang is so arrogant. Could it be that he didn't take Li seriously?"

"Brother Li, don't get angry, the grievance between me and that Xue Leng is just a trifle."

"For your sake, it's not a bad idea to let that Xue go."

Xue Leng didn't mind giving him face, so he slapped him haha, and then exposed the matter.

"This...then I will first thank fellow Taoist brother Xue on behalf of Junior Brother Xue."

Li Xingjian was taken aback for a moment when he heard the other party showing face in such a way, his face softened a little, and he cupped his hands casually.

"Actually, if Brother Fang really has any unresolvable grievances with Junior Brother Xue, Li can make an appointment with him and mediate for you.

At that time, I also need help with an important matter, so I ask Brother Fang not to refuse. "

After a pause for a while, Li Xingjian changed the subject and looked at Xue Leng with deep meaning.

"Haha, it's a small matter, brother Li has a heart. As for helpers and so on, the Zhenlingzong family has a great career, and there is no shortage of Fang Fang."

He spoke nicely, and Xue Leng responded very happily.

A moment of silence.

"I don't know where Brother Fang will go next?"

Li Xingjian hesitated for a moment, and asked unwillingly.

Hearing the faint sound of piercing the air from a distance, Xue Leng closed his eyes and laughed, saying:

"Brother Li, the city that never sleeps is just around the corner. Someone is here to pick you up. It's time for us to part."

"I had hoped that you would come to town with me."

Li Xingjian was expressionless, and replied inexplicably.

"Haha." Xue Leng laughed three times, turned his head and said:
"Have you forgotten my identity? I can't hide from these righteous figures!"

After finishing speaking, he clasped his fists together: "Brother Li, let's part now, there will be a period later!"

Li Xingjian didn't return the salute. He looked into Xue Leng's eyes and said in silence for a moment:
"Come to me for something."

"That's natural!" Xue Leng rubbed his eyes, avoiding his gaze.

The two parted ways, Xue Leng turned into a bloody light and disappeared out of the sky, Li Xingjian stood there speechless, waiting for the arrival of his fellow disciples.

Under the attack of the beast horde, no matter how imposing the city wall was, it couldn't hide the dilapidated smell.

In the city that never sleeps, travel-worn monks can be seen walking everywhere.

Their looks, coupled with their listless demeanor due to the fighting, coupled with their tattered Taoist robes, seemed to be surrounded by a cloud of decay.

And among these moving heavy and dead auras in the city, there was another bright aura that kept shuttling.

Their radiant complexions, coupled with the gorgeous Zongmen-style robes, are extraordinarily shiny under the reflection of the poor people around them, as if the whole person can glow.

On this street full of lifelessness and bright colors, Xue Leng led a group of people to shuttle through it openly.

Everything in front of him seemed to be unable to arouse the slightest emotion in him, and his expression was indifferent as hard as steel.

Under his indifferent but firm guidance, the entire team of monks in the Tianfu Pavilion pierced into the turbulent chaos of the city that never sleeps like a black arrow.

Everyone in Tianfu Pavilion felt more and more awe of this unsmiling Master Xue. He not only had a superb cultivation base, not only had a ruthless murderous aura, but also had a sense of secrecy.

"Tong Ying, first find a place to stay."

Right away they found it.

Although rudimentary, it has everything that one expects to find, and it is quite adequate.

Xue Leng ordered the disciples in the pavilion to rest for a while, but he followed Tong Ying to another room to discuss important matters.

But after the two of them entered the room, they didn't talk about "slaying demons and demons" or "zongmen missions" at all.

They didn't even speak.

Tong Ying deftly set up a set of spirit-forbidden formations to isolate others from being probed by their spiritual senses.

Then he took out several storage bags in a row, and poured out all the contents in one go.

Xue Leng lifted the hem of his bloody robe and sat on a chair, and three large boxes were immediately placed in front of him.

Then the lid of the box was lifted, and what was inside were: pills, talismans, and magic tools.

Xue Leng took out a dharma sword from inside and examined it carefully.

The outside is a gorgeous and exquisite scabbard and handle, which looks like it has just been baked.

But the blade inside proclaims dilapidation that doesn't match the outside.

Xue Leng nodded in satisfaction, threw the dharma sword back into the box, then picked up a talisman and observed it carefully.

After checking and accepting the pill in the last box, he looked up at Tong Ying who was waiting beside him, and said with a light smile:

"Good job."

"It's all according to your wishes, senior brother. Tong Ying dare not take the credit." Tong Ying did not dare to neglect, she lowered her head and replied in a low voice.

"The next thing you have to do is to clean up these things as soon as possible, and you should be able to exchange a lot of spirit stones."

Seeing Tong Ying's trembling appearance, Xue Leng was even more satisfied, and kept tapping his fingertips on the table.

"You take this and use it."

After being silent for a while, Xue Leng suddenly remembered something, and with a flash of inspiration at his fingertips, the two dark and dirty coffins fell to the ground suddenly.

　Eight thousand short, make up tomorrow night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)