Xiahou Yu nodded thoughtfully, waved his sleeves to show his separation, and left the teleportation hall, preparing to purchase supplies in this Poyue City, but he met a middle-aged man with beards under the jaw, who was nearly 50 years old slowly walked into the hall. He was slender and handsome, and he looked very strong while he looked at the books. He had a gentle temperament described in ancient books, with fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, revealing his calmness and calmness after experiencing the ups and downs of the world. His eyes swept, and Xiahou Yu suddenly felt a trembling heart, and he sighed that such a powerful monk, but after passing by, the fearful feeling disappeared.

Xiahou Yu was speechless all the way, his heart was constantly fading his thoughts of parting, and he secretly sighed whether he had any thoughts about Su Xi. But then he thought, humans were animals living in groups. No matter who they had been with for a long time, they would naturally be reluctant to part with suddenly. He was already full of love and debt, so he must not provoke too much. He looked back at the teleportation hall in the middle of the city, and said, "Goodbye!"

After saying that, he turned around and wandered in the bustling city.

In less than two hours, Xiahou Yu was bargaining in a pawnshop, selling the goods he had obtained from killing people and robbing along the way, but suddenly felt a terrifying energy fluctuation pressing towards the area where he was.

He thought to himself that it was not good. The extremely alert blood energy surged. The blood shadow light escaped immediately. He turned around and was already at the gate of the city gate. He accelerated his feet and squeezed into the crowd, wanting to leave the city.

Unfortunately, that great force once again enveloped him, imprisoning him, like a blazing divine chain, intertwined him, entangled him, completely stripping him of his sense of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

What a terrifying momentum! Xiahou Yu was shocked. He could be sure that the person who attacked him was definitely more than the cultivation level of the God Transformation. Such terrifying pressure was no less than the scattered immortals he had seen.

"Haha, my friend, don't be nervous. You have traveled thousands of miles to escort Xier back to the mountain. I have great kindness, so how can I leave without saying goodbye?"

Xiahou Yu looked at the place where he spoke, but saw that the person who came was not the green-robed monk he saw at the entrance of Luoyue City Teleportation Hall?

"Senior, who is?" Xiahou Yu asked with a calm face without fear.

"I guessed right. I am Su Xi's father, Su Ji, the contemporary sect leader of the Poyue Sect." The old man said while gathering his own momentum, he became like an ordinary person, smiling and looking a little kind.

Before he finished speaking, the many monks around the city gate had already bowed neatly in the direction of the old man.

"See the Sect Master!"

Xiahou Yu was stunned. It turned out to be Su Xi's father, and he also let go of his heart. He bowed without any etiquette. "I have met my senior."

The old man smiled and waved his hand. "Don't worry, my friend, I have no malice. I just want to invite you to visit my sect. Thank you for your life-saving grace to Xueer."

Xiahou Yu's eyes turned, knowing that there were too many secrets on him and he didn't want to have too many interactions with these terrifying monks. He politely refused: "Senior, the kind-hearted boy is grateful, but there are still some important things on his body, so he won't bother him anymore."

The old man waved his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay. What you said is nothing more than a trip to the broken fairy world in half a year. At that time, some young people in my Poyue Sect will want to participate. If you go there together, you will definitely see your elders of Wanjian Sect. You save Su Xi and sacrifice your life to escort them all the way. For the sake of emotion and reason, I will thank you very much." The old man in green spoke.

Xiahou Yu did not want to defeat Yuezong, but after hearing what Su Ji said, he knew that it was hard to refuse the kindness, which probably would not violate the will of this Mahayana monk. If he refused again and again, he would be suspicious, it would be unbeautiful.

"I have always admired Poyue Sect and will definitely visit you next day." He didn't want to give up his final efforts.

Su Ji smiled. "My friend is full of concerns. In fact, there is no need to do this. You are my Su Ji's benefactor. Even if Huang Ting Sect and Xuantian Dan Sect find this place, I will protect you."

Xiahou Yu thought for a moment and estimated that he would rush to the Immortal Alliance Hall in half a year. He was afraid that time would not be rich. If he could walk with Poyue Sect, he would not have any pressure on Huangting Sect and Xuantian Dan Sect at that time. He nodded and bowed, and accepted the invitation from the old man.

The old man smiled, and with his big sleeves, Xiahou Yu's figure slowly rose with the old man.

The mountain gate of Poyue Sect is lush and lush, with a magnificent mountain. The huge city at the foot of the mountain looks so small. The spiritual energy surrounds the auspiciousness in the paths in the mountain. Countless caves stand, cliff stele forests, wonders of skyward scenery, countless magnificent palaces. Further away, a group of seven-colored birds flew across the sky, swaying with gorgeous brilliance.

After the two of them fell to the clouds, there was a golden plaque hanging in the magnificent palace, flowing holy light and mist, and there were three simple big characters on it: Poyue Palace.

"Su Xi!" Xiahou Yu, who came to a palace, said hello.

The many monks around him immediately turned their attention. Su Xi's identity was extraordinary, and the head's daughter was even more talented, which naturally attracted attention.

A series of whispers kept surrounding him. "It was this kid who saved Xi'er? How could this be possible? Although Xi'er's practice was short, she was also a Jindan monk. A little guy in the middle stage of Jindan. What kind of grace can he talk about for saving him? Is the sect leader a little bitch?"

"What do you know? This kid is Xiahou Yu." An old man retorted softly.

"What is he that Xiahou Yu?" The person who spoke before was very generous.

"What else? The foundation-building cultivation and fighting against the Nascent Soul is never done before. Now, in just four or five years, this kid has already had the mid-stage Jindan cultivation. Thinking about his background, he can't understand the matter in front of him."

Everyone around him suddenly nodded with enlightenment, and came to Su Ji, who sat down in the center of the hall. He frowned slightly as he listened to everyone's discussion, and waved his hand: "Everyone, calm down, this little friend is my daughter's savior and a direct disciple secretly trained by Wanjian Sect. Please sit aside and sit down. Everyone, tell me, how can I thank him so that I can lose my reputation as a broken Yue Sect."

When Xiahou Yu heard this, he immediately sat respectfully towards the final stage and found that Su Xi was looking at him with a shy face, so he smashed his eyes and made a face."

"My friend, thank you for saving Xi'er. I am grateful to you all over the Poyue Sect." An old woman's words broke Xiahou Yu's small movement. The person in front of her was wearing a golden robe and looked very kind.
Chapter completed!