Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Ye Bai strode away, leaving a group of monks looking at each other.

All the cultivators looked complicated, and after a while, they dispersed one after another, and there were loud and sometimes small voices of discussion in the air.

"Hearing that person's tone, you can tell that the injury is not serious."

An old-looking monk in the late stage of Lichen said softly.

"Why, do fellow daoists think that he is ruthless? Do you plan to go up to the stage one year later to pick up this bargain and also sit in the top spot of the ring master?"

The cultivator next to this person was a middle-aged man in a white brocade robe with a bit of arrogance, handsome in appearance, with an evil smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he was also in the late stage of Lichen.

Hearing the words, the old man smiled wryly and said: "You seem to have forgotten, I also signed up, but I don't know how many people are still lined up in front of me. Maybe the first person to come on stage in a year's time is me." , that one can tell at a glance that he is a master who does not want to die, if he thinks that I want to take advantage of him, maybe he will kill again."

The old man was frowning.

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "I forgot about it, but I can't help you. If that's the case, fellow Taoists will ask for blessings."

The old man shook his head, and the two left side by side.

……

The news of Ye Bai winning another game quickly spread throughout the world of mortals. Although this battle was not counted in Ye Bai's record, everyone knew that this battle must be very important. Luo Fusheng transferred to immortal energy, It can prove that he has a strong background, and Ye Bai's scarred appearance after leaving the tower proves that this is a battle of equal strength.

It's a pity that I can't witness it with my own eyes.

Ye Bai's reputation has reached a new high, and many monks have secretly speculated whether he can win in the end.Become another yum yum repair for tens of thousands of years?

Of course, there are also monks who wonder if Ye Bai has turned the power of the primordial spirit into a divine soul?Did Luo Fusheng's net worth fall into Ye Bai's hands?

At the same time, many monks began to speculate about his origin.Of course it's nothing.

Although some monks in the starry sky have seen through Ye Bai's true face, there are no old guys who spread their mouths everywhere. Who knows what Ye Bai's background is, and who would easily cause trouble.

Everything is guesswork.Again no results.

Not to mention the reaction of monk Hongchentian, after Ye Bai returned to the cave, he still didn't bother Jin Leishuai and Leng Tianyu, and immediately retreated to heal his injuries, and even got Luo Fusheng's net worth.There is no free tidying up either.

……

And the old man surnamed Chen who was in charge of the arena went to the outside of the hall where the Sanren of Hongchen retreated again.

In fact, Hongchen Sanren didn't summon him, but this person is an individual spirit.He faintly felt that after watching the battle, Hongchen Sanren would have some special orders.

"Chen Xi pays homage to the city lord."

The old man stood through the closed door.He bowed towards the direction of the hall. It turned out that his full name was Chen Xi.

"Tell Shiqiang, she is no match for this kid. As for whether you want to challenge on stage, it's up to her."

An old voice came from the door, it seemed that the Sanren of Hongchen doted a little on Shi Qiang.

"Yes!"

Chen Xi responded, his eyes flickered slightly, of course he didn't have any doubts about Hongchen Sanren's eyesight, but he had also witnessed Shi Qiang's tyranny with his own eyes, he didn't expect Shi Qiang to be beaten by Hongchen Sanren before he fought Ye Bai Determined to lose.

"Also, if there are cultivators from the other side of time, space and star sea, because of Luo Fusheng's death, they are traced to the world of mortals, you tell them to go—"

The voice of Hongchen Sanren came again, but stopped in the middle of the sentence, as if he hesitated about the next decision, after a moment of silence, he continued: "Forget it, just tell me directly."

"Does that kid have a big background? Even the city lord doesn't seem to dare to offend too much?"

Chen Xi, a smart person, once again quickly grasped the meaning behind Hongchen Sanren's words, said in his heart, and of course said yes again.

……

The monks in the world of mortals come and go, some leave here to go to other places, and monks from other places come to the world of mortals.

The next day, Tai Shisheng and his late star uncle left the world of mortals.

"Uncle, are we leaving like this? I still feel a little pity not to fight in the ring."

The two walked in the direction of the gate tower, Taishi Sheng was rarely arrogant, but slightly emotional.

The old man said solemnly: "Holy Saint, don't forget the purpose of our coming to the Underworld. We came here to find people. Since people haven't found them now, we should leave naturally and go to other places to find clues. Don't make unnecessary extravagances. Baisheng's name is meaningless, and we don't lack those fairy stones."

Hearing this, Tai Shisheng laughed and said: "I'm afraid the real reason is that my uncle doesn't think highly of me. I'm worried that I will lose to him. I'm even more worried that I will be slaughtered by that guy after getting angry!"

The old man was taken aback, and smiled noncommittally, a look of joy flashed in his eyes, he was obviously very satisfied with the spiritual wisdom of his nephew.

"Forget it, I will admit that the current guy does seem to be a bit stronger than me, but this road to cultivation is still very long, and no one can say for sure what will happen in the future. I will save this battle for later! "

Although Tai Shisheng was arrogant, he was considered free and easy.

The old man nodded slightly.

Tai Shisheng said again: "Master Uncle has already seen the senior Hongchen Sanren, can he really not find that ghost cultivator in his Hongchen mirror?"

"Since it is a mirror of the world of mortals, of course we can only find flesh and blood monks."

The old man was a little helpless, and sighed slightly.

The two stopped talking, and quickly left the large gate of Hongchentian.

……

Time passed quickly, and it was half a year in a blink of an eye.

On this day, two more monks, caught in the crowd, entered the world of mortals.

Both of them are ghost cultivators, and they are quite eye-catching. There is no other reason. Under the two of them, they are riding two war horses covered in gray-black mist.

These two war horses seem to be some kind of horse monsters who turned to ghost cultivation after death. They are also ghost cultivators. One is snow-white and the other is jet-black. mid dust.

The two rode into the city and immediately attracted the attention of many monks.

The monk on the white horse was wearing a white long gown, which was embroidered with weird golden thread, flowing like a golden snake, with a slight gleam of light, as if it was something extraordinary.

This person is a 27-year-old young man, tall, fair-skinned, and handsome, with a mysterious smile that hesitates to speak, and long black hair that hangs down on half of his shoulders, which is extremely freehand.It can be seen that he must have been a flirtatious young man who was extremely provocative to women during his lifetime.

The monk on the black horse was also a young man in his thirties, dressed in black, with a more muscular figure. Although his appearance was not as good as that of the monk on the white horse, he was more masculine.

His complexion was slightly dark, his spine was straight, and there was a fierce killing intent, his face was so calm that there was no trace of a smile, and a pair of dark and deep eyes shot out a look of indifference.

Both of them have the realm of the late stage of Lichen, with vigorous aura, and they have both converted to immortal energy.

"It's the black and white horses of Tongtian Ridge!"

The voice of discussion gradually sounded, and the identities of the two were recognized almost immediately, obviously they were not ordinary ghost cultivators.

"The two of them, why did they come to the world of mortals? Did they pass by here on a tour? Or did they come to find someone? Or did they come here for the group arena?"

"Tongtianling and Hongchentian are both one of the sixteen major forces in the Netherworld. They are also the disciples of the master of Tongtianling. They definitely don't lack immortal stones and advice, and they don't need to gain this reputation. In my opinion, If you’re not looking for someone, you’re just passing by here.”

"I don't know if the two of them will play in the ring after seeing that one's methods. If so, that one's winning streak may come to an end!"

"It's hard to say, the outcome is unpredictable. Although the man was seriously injured, he may not have hidden other means..."

……

Everyone was discussing, although their voices were small, they couldn't hide it from the ears of two late-stage monks from Lichen.

"Senior brother, it seems that an incredible guy has come to Hongchentian's offensive and defensive arena..."

After listening for a while, the young man in white smiled and said to the young man in black.

Hearing the words, the young man in black didn't blink his eyes, and said in a cold voice with a straight face, "Don't cause trouble, first finish what the teacher told you."

"I know, I know!"

Hearing the other party's reprimand, the young man in white showed a rogue expression with a headache and said: "But after paying homage to Senior Hongchen Sanren, you can no longer stop me."

The young man in black snorted coldly, but did not object any more. (to be continued~^~)