Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 699

Having found what he was looking for, Feng Ting first healed Nan Wenren's wounds.In fact, although Nanfang Wenren's injury was very similar to Xiang Qianhu's, it was not as severe as Xiang Qianhu's injury, so the treatment was naturally several times easier.

What's more, he has already cured Xiang Qianhu's injury and has rich experience, so the treatment is relatively easier.He only needs to use some elixir, and then carefully repair the wound with spiritual energy, up to three times, to make Nanfang Wenren heal.

After one treatment, he proposed to leave for Juntian Mountain, and naturally no one would object.

The Southern Wenren immediately ordered a faster and more stable cart to be prepared, and a few people sat in the cart and walked leisurely towards Juntian Mountain.

Ten days later, the carriage arrived at Juntian Mountain.

The so-called Juntian Mountain is not one mountain, but several mountains formed into pieces, collectively referred to as Juntian Mountain.

Of course, before Jun Tianzong moved here, it definitely wasn't called Jun Tian Mountain.

Juntian Mountain is the largest mountain in the Jiangnan Taoyu, and also the highest mountain in the Jiangnan Taoyu, and it is also the power center of the Jiangnan Taoyu, and even the power center of the entire Lingwu Starfield.

There are hundreds of thousands of strong spiritual practitioners here, as well as several ancestors who have lived for many, many years.

As Xiang Qianhu said, Juntian Mountain is beautiful.The green grass is Yiyi, and the fragrance of flowers is everywhere.Although there are alpine forests, it is not full of wilderness like other places, but with the atmosphere of gardens.

Everything in Juntian Mountain is uncanny, as beautiful as a painting scroll to the sky.

The carriage is walking in the mountains, just like wandering in a painting.

Feng Ting couldn't help sighing that Jun Tianshan is really beautiful.But for some reason, compared to other places in Jiangnan Taoyu, he doesn't like Jun Tianshan.He always felt that there was an atmosphere of power and nobility here, which was somewhat incompatible with this beautiful scenery.

After entering the mountain, the carriage traveled for a day before arriving at Xiang Qianhu's residence.

This is a very quiet mountain, and there is a big palace on the mountain.

Because this is the residence of Xiang Qianhu, it is called Qianhu Peak.

There are hundreds of people on Qianhu Peak, all of whom are disciples and grandchildren of Xiang Qianhu.Of course, the achievements of these people cannot be compared with Gu Mengyuan, but if they leave Jun Tianzong, they are all strong.

For more than 100 years, Xiang Qianhu finally sat in the lobby as a healthy person, with a happy smile on his face.

Gu Mengyuan is also happy for Master. Although Master is also very happy along the way, he feels that Master is the happiest at this moment.Between the master's white hair and beard, he found a few shining black hair and beard.

As an old friend, Nanfang Wenren is equally happy, and he also hopes that the pain that has troubled him for more than 100 years can be healed.

As the host, Xiang Qianhu naturally wanted to introduce his residence to Feng Ting.He also personally placed Feng Ting in the warm pavilion with the best view and the best scenery in the palace.

After Feng Ting was settled, Xiang Qianhu naturally wanted to meet the suzerain. He believed that the suzerain would be very happy to know that he had recovered from his injuries.

Jieyin Peak is not too far from Qianhu Peak, and Xiang Qianhu landed on Jieyin Peak in half an hour.

Seeing that it was Xiang Qianhu, the guard disciple immediately stepped forward to salute and told Xiang Qianhu that the suzerain was already waiting for him.

Xiang Qianhu immediately strode into the gate of the palace, he walked around the main hall, and came to the door of the study behind.

"come in."

Before Xiang Qianhu knocked on the door, the suzerain's voice came through.

"Yes."

Pushing open the study door to Qianhu, he saw the suzerain elder brother sitting on a chair.He is always dressed in an ordinary gray gown, and that seemingly plain face always reveals the dignity and peace that a man should have.

"See suzerain." Bowed to Qianhu.

"You don't need to be too polite, just sit down." Xiang Qiangu said peacefully.

"Thank you, Sect Master." Xiang Qianhu sat down.

"Your injury has really healed!" This was actually something that shocked Xiang Qiangu, but his expression was still calm and calm.

"It's really healed." Xiang Qianhu didn't think that the suzerain knew what happened to his recovery. There were very few things the suzerain didn't know.What's more, they traveled all the way, the suzerain must have known that he was back.

"Is it Feng Ting?" Xiang Qiangu asked.

"Yes, it is Feng Ting. His talent in refining medicine and medicine is unmatched." Xiang Qianhu praised.

"At such a young age, being able to heal your injuries is truly unrivaled in talent and ability." Xiang Qiangu also sighed.

Xiang Qianhu continued: "Sovereign, I think you should know that he is on Qianhu Peak."

"Understood." Xiang Qiangu said with a smile: "I sent so many people to catch him, but they couldn't bring him back. You went out for a while, and brought him back."

When Xiang Qianhu heard this, his expression froze, and he said tentatively: "Sect Master, you don't really want to punish Feng Ting, do you?"

Xiang Qiangu looked at Xiang Qianhu peacefully: "As the suzerain of the Juntian Sect, I naturally do what I say."

"Sect Master, Feng Ting is a rare genius." Xiang Qianhu hurriedly said earnestly.

"No matter how talented you are, you are just a martial artist." Xiang Qiangu said calmly.

Xiang Qianhu said in a low voice: "Sovereign, you also know that martial arts practitioners are not limited to high-level Dou Wang."

Hearing the words, Xiang Qiangu's complexion sank: "Old Nineteenth, you can be considered a very high-ranking person in Jun Tianzong, there are some things you should know."

"Brother, I know I shouldn't mention martial artists, but Feng Ting is really strong. And he also..."

"Old Nineteen, don't say what you shouldn't say." Xiang Qiangu interrupted Xiang Qianhu.

"Brother...I brought Feng Ting here. If something really happened to him, I'm really sorry for my lifesaver." Xiang Qianhu said with apologetic expression.

Xiang Qiangu looked at Xiang Qianhu, paused for a while, and said: "Old Nineteen, so many disciples in the sect died at the hands of Feng Ting, whether it is me or Feng Ting, we must have an explanation for this."

Xiang Qianhu looked at the elder brother suzerain, and said in a low voice: "Brother, what do you want to explain?"

"I want the reason why he killed." Xiang Qiangu said.

"What does the sect disciple want to explain?" Xiang Qianhu asked.

"They should want justice." Xiang Qiangu said.

Xiang Qianhu looked at his suzerain elder brother, and he fell silent.He knew that his elder brother was steady and stable, and could do everything seamlessly.Just like this time, many descendants of the great villain were unknowingly eliminated.

But at this moment, he was a little confused about the purpose of the suzerain elder brother.He originally thought that if he brought Feng Ting, because Feng Ting could heal his century-old pain, the suzerain elder brother would appreciate Feng Ting very much.

But I didn't expect that the suzerain elder brother turned out to be business-like.Although there seemed to be nothing wrong with doing so, he just felt wrong.But what's wrong, he really doesn't know.

"Old Nineteen, go back, don't let Feng Ting escape." Xiang Qiangu said seriously.

Xiang Qianhu looked at his suzerain elder brother, he hesitated and agreed: "Yes."

"Go." Xiang Qiangu waved his hand.

Xiang Qianhu glanced at the suzerain elder brother, and exited the study.

In the study room, only the Suzerain Xiang Qiangu was left, his expression was still solemn and peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, an old woman with gray hair entered the study from the back hall and sat on a chair.This old woman's face is relatively old, at least she looks much older than Xiang Qiangu.

The old woman raised her hand, drew a soundproof barrier, and then said slowly: "Husband, it's a happy event that Old Nineteen's injury has recovered."

"Yes! But he also brought trouble to himself." Xiang Qiangu said.

"Old Nineteen loves talents, and Feng Ting is really extraordinary, that's why he brought Feng Ting back." The old woman said.

Xiang Qiangu said peacefully: "This Feng Ting is indeed extraordinary, it is really unexpected."

"Has the suzerain thought about keeping him here?" the old woman said tentatively.

"I want to keep him, but too many people died in his hands." Xiang Qiangu said solemnly.

"Husband, are you just watching Feng Ting die here?" The old woman's old eyes revealed a faint unbearable.

"Whether he can survive or not depends on himself." Xiang Qiangu said silently.

"Someone must challenge him, how can he survive?" the old woman said helplessly.

Xiang Qiangu frowned slightly, and said: "I have heard many legends about Feng Ting, maybe he can perform miracles."

The old woman looked at Xiang Qiangu, was silent for a while, and said, "Husband, this is Jun Tianzong, how can a martial artist create miracles in Jun Tianzong?"

"Let it be your fate."

Hearing this, the old woman sighed slightly: "I'm a little worried about Old Nineteen."

"He is no longer a child, he should know how to advance and retreat." Xiang Qiangu said solemnly.

"I hope so." The old woman replied silently.

……

Before Xiang Qianhu reached Qianhu Peak, he saw a dozen or so disciples who did not belong to Qianhu Peak on the stone flat in front of Qianhu Peak.

Gu Mengyuan was standing in front of these disciples, talking to them righteously.

Xiang Qianhu heard it from a distance. It turned out that these disciples knew that Feng Ting had arrived, and wanted to avenge the brothers who died at Feng Ting's hands, and wanted to kill Feng Ting.

Xiang Qianhu speeded up and landed on the stone flat.

"See Master Uncle..."

"See Master Uncle..."

"See Master."

Both the disciples and Gu Mengyuan bowed to Qianhu.

"Are you planning to cause trouble at Qianhu Peak?" Xiang Qianhu looked at these disciples and asked coldly.

"Uncle, how dare we make trouble in Qianhu Peak. I just heard that Feng Ting was in Qianhu Peak, so I wanted to seek justice for my brother who died." A tall and thin disciple said.

"I brought Feng Ting back to Qianhu Peak, so it's up to you to decide how to deal with him." Xiang Qianhu said angrily.

"Disciple dare not!" The tall and thin disciple bowed again.

"This is not a place for you to make trouble, step back." Xiang Qianhu flicked his sleeves.

"……yes……."

Although the dozen or so disciples withdrew as ordered, their expressions and eyes were clearly unwilling.

(End of this chapter)