Throne of All Realms

"Master Chongxuan, my disciple was seriously injured a few days ago, and now his life is dying, and I hope that the master will not hesitate to lend a helping hand."

In front of Chong Xuantie, a well-known Nianxiu powerhouse, Duren Fengyun no longer had the slightest arrogance just now, and his posture appeared very humble.

"Well."

After pondering, he glanced at Luo Chen in surprise, and he found that it seemed that this lonely Fengyun didn't seem to know Mr. Xiao.So, he frowned and said: "It's a long way to get to your Baixiao Pavilion, I don't have time."

Are you kidding me?

A word of guidance from Mr. Xiao just now has allowed me to make great progress in my strength.Finally, taking advantage of Mr. Xiao's presence, I was about to seize every opportunity to ask for advice. How could I have time to go to your Baixiao Pavilion?

Chong Xuantie has some kind of love affair with this lonely Fengyun, but that's just because he used their information to find a rare medicinal herb.

Even so, he refined a pill afterwards to help Baixiao Pavilion in return.

Therefore, there is absolutely no mutual debt between him and Baixiaoge.

"Master Chongxuan, I know it's presumptuous to come here, but this disciple is my direct disciple, I regard him as my son, and I absolutely cannot bear to see him seriously injured and incurable."

Duren Fengyun begged in a low voice: "I am of the same vein, and I will definitely remember the kindness of your lord!"

He gritted his teeth fiercely: "As long as the master is willing to make a move, I can offer a hundred immortal treasure-level pills! Twelve four-level natural spirit veins!"

At first, Chong Xuantie was still patiently listening to him, but when he quoted the price, his expression became completely indifferent.He stared deeply at Duren Fengyun: "I can understand that you are showing off your wealth to a Nianxiu? And it is a Nianxiu who has reached the peak of Rank [-] and can enter Rank [-] at any time." Strong!?"

A rhetorical question, the tyrannical coercion of thought power overwhelmingly surged!

Ever since he gained enlightenment and broke through the shackles of cultivation, Chong Xuantie's thought power was exceptionally strong. This activation gave the impression that the mountains were toppled, the sky collapsed, and the unparalleled pressure fell heavily.

"Humph!"

Duren Fengyun couldn't help snorting, his strength was not as strong as Chong Xuantie, not to mention that the other party had received the guidance of "Little Mister", and now his cultivation base has once again achieved a breakthrough.

"Hmph! Chong Xuan Tie, you have a really good temper. If it were me, I would have killed him directly." Yi Nianxiu said.

The rest of Nian Cultivation Heart nodded with embarrassment, reaching their level of cultivation, the ordinary benefits are simply insignificant.Moreover, they have weird temperaments. To them, Duren Fengyun's quotation just now is the greatest insult to them.

"I'm the one who interrupted, and I hope the master will not be offended." Duren Fengyun suppressed the grief and anger in his heart. Although he was rejected mercilessly, he still had to apologize, as if he was the one who was really at fault!

The reason is very simple. Looking at the Central State, any four-turn Nianxiu is a top existence worth wooing.What's more, a strong man like Chong Xuantie who is already at the pinnacle of Nianxiu?

Their existence is not only their own strength, but also their appeal is astonishing.It can be said that the power they can mobilize alone is no less than that of a Baixiao Pavilion!

He is alone in the world, in terms of cultivation base, he is inferior to others, and in terms of power, he is even worse.So, how could he hold his head up in front of Chong Xuantie?How can you not be humble?

"Master!" Du Renxiong looked at Luo Chen, his meaning was very clear, that is to ask Luo Chen to go back and have a try.

"go!"

Under Duren Fengyun's depressed mood, he even reprimanded this disciple with blood and family ties: "Don't you think it's not big enough to lose face as a teacher?"

Duren Xiong shrank back his words full of stomach, and the rest of the disciples followed behind Duren Fengyun helplessly. Before they left, they quietly nodded to Luo Chen——

No matter what their masters are, they are all people who experienced the scene of Guhuaizi Nunnery first-hand, and they have a better understanding of the magic of this young man in Xuanpao.Moreover, they have had a life-and-death relationship with each other, and their feelings are deep.

Luo Chen hesitated for a while, and finally said in a soft voice: "If the Guardian Envoy doesn't dislike it, why don't you let me go and heal your disciple?"

Duren Fengyun was already suffocating his anger, but when he heard this, his full of resentment broke out immediately: "You healed? Hmph, I have already invited dozens of Nianxiu, and they are all helpless against Berg's injury. , They said that only the Nianxiu of the fourth turn has a chance of being cured! What about you? Where did you get involved with the Nianxiu of the fourth turn?"

This remark was very serious, it was a direct slap in the face.No matter how good-tempered Luo Chen was, he felt that it was too much, so he could only shake his head helplessly and ignore it.

"Hmph! You are young, but you have learned a lot about speculation! Do you think that by taking this opportunity to show kindness, you can gain the old man's favor and take Berg's place after he passes away? What a wishful thinking!"

Duren Fengyun thought he had seen through Luo Chen's thoughts, and said coldly that he was about to continue "exposing" Luo Chen's face——

suddenly!

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Dozens of figures stood in front of him, Chongxuantie, Qianfeng Danzong, Huadanzong, Song Lin... Every Nianxiu blocked his way, with angry expressions in his eyes.

Duren Fengyun was shocked: I don't seem to have offended these people, right?Why are they all very angry, wishing they could swallow their posture alive?

"Masters, this is—" Duren Fengyun said hesitantly, Rao is a leading figure in charge of a large force, so his determination is naturally extremely firm.

However, being surrounded by such a huge and luxurious lineup, he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"Hey!"

Chong Xuantie chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes, he stared at Duren Fengyun coldly: "At first I rejected you, I was a little sorry, but now, this apology disappeared, and I found every bit of it." Not anymore! Because, I just discovered that I am heavy on Xuantie, so I am not worthy to heal the wounds of your disciple who is alone! Yes, I, heavy on Xuantie, am not worthy!"

Even if it was his quotation just now, Chong Xuantie was not as angry as he is now.Now he looks like he has been insulted by the sky!

"What did Master Chongxuan say? How come you are not qualified to heal your wounds? You are a big shot that I can't even invite." Duren Fengyun hurriedly apologized with a smile.

"Really? It's a pity, even Mr. Xiao thinks he is not qualified, so what is my Chongxuantie? A waste snack?" Chongxuantie's cheeks twitched.

(Mr. Little?)

Duren Fengyun was puzzled, listening to the voice seemed to be complaining for the elementary school student.But even though he searched all over the sea of ​​knowledge alone, he still couldn't find where he offended this little gentleman.

Especially when he saw the other Nianxiu, all of them were filled with anger, he was secretly shocked: What kind of supernatural ability does this little gentleman have, that he can attract so many real big shots, and he is so crazy about it?

It can be said that with such a luxurious lineup, once joined forces, their explosive power is enough to sweep Baixiao Pavilion ten times!

"Master Chongxuan, I don't know when I offended Mr. Xiao with my inappropriate words, I will definitely come to make amends—"

Suddenly, Duren Fengyun's words froze, and a flash of spiritual light exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness!

His mouth opened slowly, his head and neck seemed to be rusted, and he made a "creaking" sound as he turned his head.

Duren Fengyun kept a slow motion, turned his head inch by inch, and finally fixed his gaze on a certain direction:

Could this little gentleman be——