The two of them left the restaurant and rushed to the martial arts hall.
He Lingchuan's horse was stored in the academy, so he walked there.
He is very fast. Although he is not running, he can reach seven feet with each step.
Xin Yi walked side by side with him, his expression and movements calm and composed, not showing any embarrassment.
This guy's cultivation level is not weak. At least his self-lighting skills are very good, which is better than Lu Xun. He Lingchuan thought of what he just said, a person who can stay in seclusion for fifteen years at a stretch is probably not that bad at all.
Since he had been out of seclusion for less than two years, why did Lingshan send him to Panlong City as a special envoy?
When it comes to the transmission of information, Lingshan will definitely send his most trusted people.
Can Xin Yi gain the trust of Lingshan just two years after being released from seclusion? Or is he like Wang Xingyi of Mou State, who grew up in Lingshan since childhood?
It has been more than a hundred years, has Lingshan’s method of cultivating confidants changed?
He Lingchuan's heart moved and he asked Xin Yi: "Have you seen General Red?"
"Not yet."
"Most of the time, she is the Red General." He Lingchuan didn't believe that Xin Yi didn't know this.
"Understood!" Xin Yi nodded repeatedly, "I also hope to see Mi Tian in person!"
He Lingchuan's eyes flickered: "Has Mr. Xin ever seen a demon before?"
"How could we have seen this? They are all outside the sky." Xin Yi laughed, "Even the ceremony of divine descending was only witnessed by ancestors and then recorded in family history. Judging from the description, it is an extraordinary battle."
He paused and said, "I heard that Mi Tian will send miracles every year on the Heavenly Sacrifice Day?"
"When we first arrived in Panlong City, how well-informed Mr.
No regrets in paying homage to the bell.
"Since I have been entrusted with an important task, I must complete these basic homework."
Observe. After all, in the past thousands of years, no god has been able to achieve a perfect divine descent."
Perfect God descended, these words were terrifying to think about, especially after He Lingchuan read the last words of Immortal Minghui.
It is understandable that Lingshan has this concern.
"If there is such a thing as a 'perfect god descending', what will be the consequences?"
Xin Yi said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it will be another catastrophe for the world."
His determination made He Lingchuan's heart skip a beat.
Is this someone who knows the inside story?
“Mr.
Due to serious reasons, the cooperation between Panlongcheng and Lingshan is not without barriers, and they can only seek common ground while reserving differences. It is not easy for Xin Yi to act as a good contact person in the middle.
He sighed: "Lingshan and Panlongcheng will benefit from their cooperation. Since we have a common enemy, we must be more frank and less suspicious."
He Lingchuan gave him a thumbs up: "You understand! If everyone in Lingshan thinks like Mr. Xin, we must be the closest comrades in arms."
Then he asked again: "I'm also really curious, what do immortals look like?"
"What you looked like before you became an immortal is what you will look like after you become an immortal. As long as you don't show your appearance, you won't have one more pair of eyes or one more nose than us."
"Mr. Xin, have you really seen him?"
Xin Yi nodded with a smile: "Yes, I'm lucky."
He is not only an immortal, but also from Lingshan. In the eyes of the world, the immortals are shrouded in clouds and mist, but Xin Yi has seen their true colors a long time ago.
While we were talking, the martial arts hall arrived.
Even the outside area was packed because the No. 8 arena facing the street was activated.
Everyone can enjoy the arena match just by standing on the street.
He Lingchuan led Xin Yi and went straight to the place with the most people.
When others saw He Lingchuan, they all said: "General He is here!"
The crowd automatically separates a road, allowing them to pass without obstruction.
As soon as He Lingchuan entered the martial arts hall, the door panel greeted him and said quickly: "Boss, they have all entered the ring."
He Lingchuan looked up, and sure enough, there were people standing on all three stages, and all of them had strange faces.
He didn't ask about the market price, but first pulled the door panel aside and asked in a low voice: "Who won the fight in the restaurant?"
The door panel touched his nose and took two steps away. There were three soldiers standing behind him, all with bruises and swollen faces. One of them was still holding his arms, and the door panel pointed at him and said, "His shoulder was dislocated. I just gave him a shoulder."
superior."
Ha, it seems that the other side has the upper hand? He Lingchuan glanced at them and said with a straight face: "It doesn't matter if we fight, but if we lose."
If you dare to fight, you must win!
All three of them lowered their heads and did not dare to answer the conversation.
"After recovering from injury, each person will run five laps around the city!"
Panlong City is not a small city. Going around the city five times can kill people. How could these three people dare to say no?
"My men also wounded two of them." Menpan pointed at the ring and said, "That's all for the others. The one with the white hair is very powerful. He can knock down these three boys by himself."
The man he was referring to was standing on the 8th stage. He was a strong man about 23 or 24 years old. He had white hair and eyes like an eagle with a sharp light.
The door panel added: "When I arrived, both sides were yelling and shouting, and someone was just one step away from being killed."
He almost lost his life, and the curse words came one after another.
After He Lingchuan finished asking, he came back to Xin Yi: "Does Mr. Xin recognize all of these people in the ring?"
"It turns out they are these guys." Xin Yi nodded, "They came in the same group as me. They have been in the city for no more than three days. They come from three Taoist sects and are all veterans of the battlefield."
He Lingchuan pointed at No. 8: "Who is that white-haired one?"
"His name is Sha Wei. He was originally promoted to deputy general in the army. When he heard that there was an opportunity to come to Panlong City, he volunteered."
"I heard this is a life-and-death contest?" Sha Wei was inviting a fight, "If you want to come up and die, do it quickly, don't just beep in the tavern!"
As soon as he spoke, the soldiers and civilians in the audience fell silent. Many people looked unhappy but remained silent.
"Why, you don't dare to come up to the ring without rules?" Sha Wei sneered, "Before I came, I heard that the warriors in Panlong City were as tough as poplars and as good at fighting as tigers and wolves. How come they all changed at this critical moment of life and death?
Are you a coward?"
This attack was too broad, and many Panlong warriors shrugged their shoulders in anger, suppressing the urge to leap onto the stage.
Xin Yi frowned and wanted to call this arrogant boy down, but He Lingchuan raised his hand to stop him.
"I like good soldiers." He Lingchuan chuckled, "Good soldiers have personalities."
These are not polite words. A warrior should be passionate. He did not resent Sha Wei's invitation to fight, and the people of Panlong City did not resent it either.
Want to be famous, want to be in the limelight? Then let him shine, as long as he has the ability.