"Haha, Chongshan, your mood is very calm, you have made progress."
The man in white smiled softly and glanced at Monster Chongshan with his unpredictable eyes. Monster Chongshan showed respect on his face.
The man in white did not veto Monster Chongshan's opinion, he had obviously acquiesced.
He looked at the clouds in the distance with an inexplicable look in his eyes. He didn't know when he showed a faint smile again and said: "This Ye Wuque is quite mysterious. Even the two chief ministers can support him, causing me to waste all the money accumulated by my ancestors."
An opportunity.”
As soon as these words came out, it was proved that the identity of the man in white was... Hua Teng!
"Senior Brother Hua, both Xiao Yuanqing and Hua Tian are involved in this matter. I think they must be very uncomfortable now."
Monster Chongshan said cautiously.
"It's just the right time to feel uncomfortable. One Ye Wuque stirred up the turmoil in the nine branches of the ancient alliance. It hasn't been so lively for a long time."
"Three million merit points, what an astonishing number!"
"'Universal Realm' Great Soul Saint of Nirvana, haha..."
Hua Teng seemed to have thought of something, and smiled again.
"But among these people, the one who feels most uncomfortable right now is probably Chengtiandu."
"The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk..."
"It is indeed a good poem! It seems that Ye Wuque is indeed obsessed with An Qingqian. Maybe there will be a good show at the coronation ceremony ten days later."
Monster Zhongshan also reacted, and also showed a ferocious smile and said: "According to Cheng Tiandu's temper, Ye Wuque's end will be miserable!"
"I don't know how many Nine Meridians disciples were pursuing An Qingqian at the beginning. How many of them were able to survive intact in the end?"
"I have been treating An Qingqian as my own all day long. Anyone who dares to get involved will be worse than death and be made to cry for father and mother!"
"Maybe, it's not just Chengtiandu..."
The smile on Hua Teng's face became stronger and stronger, and there was a depth in his unpredictable eyes.
...
Next to Linghu Lake, there are ten chessboards.
At this moment, there was only one person left sitting quietly on a stone.
It was the man in black robe who was playing against the top ten chess masters all by himself, but no matter who saw him, they would respectfully call out...Senior Brother Xiao!
Because he is Xiao Yuanqing!
One of the most qualified disciples among the Nine Lineages of the Ancient Alliance.
brush!
Xiao Yuanqing's closed eyes suddenly opened, and there was a sense of calm within them, and there was a feeling that he was holding a pearl of wisdom.
"A chess piece wants to jump off the chessboard."
"But, do you have the qualifications?"
Xiao Yuanqing whispered softly, and a faint arc slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.
And because of the curvature of the corner of his mouth, Xiao Yuanqing's whole person instantly became extremely strange!
An indescribable terrifying aura emanated from his body, and the spiritual lake not far away was shaking slightly.
...
"The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk..."
In a sea of flowers, a beautiful figure was slowly walking forward, while continuously chanting these two lines of poetry.
Until a certain moment, this beautiful figure suddenly stopped, and a beautiful face was revealed.
In terms of appearance alone, this girl is slightly inferior to the An sisters, but she is equally beautiful. Moreover, this girl has an indescribable temperament all over her body, like the goddess of flowers. Moreover, her figure is graceful and graceful.
The colorful martial arts skirt hunts with the wind, which is very touching.
"Senior Sister Qian..."
At this moment, a female disciple walked quickly from far to near, stopped respectfully a hundred feet away from the woman, and then continued: "Senior Sister Qi Qian, Senior Brother Bai is here to visit, he is outside."
In the sea of flowers, the beautiful figure gently picked up a delicate flower in full bloom and held it in her hand. After sniffing it gently, a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face.
I saw her slender hand waved, and the flower in her hand immediately flew up, the petals shattered, and finally turned into three words again in the void...Ye Wuque!
After looking at these three words, the woman took steps and walked out of the sea of flowers.
The moment the woman walked out of the sea of flowers, the three words "Ye Wuque" formed by the petals in the void instantly shattered and turned into powder and dissipated.
The female disciple who came to report followed behind, but at this moment she felt uneasy.
She knew clearly.
Senior Sister Qian never picks flowers with her own hands.
If she did, that meant someone was going to be...bad luck!
However, when this female disciple looked at the beautiful figure in front of her, there was a deep yearning in her eyes.
Because she is Qian Hui!
Among the countless disciples of the Nine Meridians of the Ancient League, he is one of the most powerful ones competing for the title of "Quasi Spirit Son".
...
Chi chi chi......
Under an ancient tree, there was a constant harsh roar at this moment, which made people very uncomfortable, because it was the sound of sharpening knives.
A figure was sitting in front of a huge whetstone.
A sharp long knife was gently sharpened!
The blade shone brighter and colder, and a cold aura continued to spread, as if there was ice in all directions.
Until a certain moment, the knife sharpener suddenly stopped and raised the bright long knife. The blade was transparent, like a mirror, reflecting a pair of terrifying and penetrating eyes.
"Only thirty-eight strokes?"
A man's voice sounded softly with a hint of dissatisfaction, and it came from the knife sharpener.
"Doesn't it mean that I can only chop Ye Wuque thirty-eight times?"
"Too little... too little..."
"He looked at Qing Qian so many times, and even touched Qing Qian's body. If I cut him to pieces with thirty-eight swords, I would be very unhappy..."
"Not enough, far from enough..."
"Things like maggots have tarnished the sanctity of Qingqian. It would take at least 38,000 cuts to barely be enough..."
While muttering to himself, the knife sharpener put down the knife again and began to sharpen it again.
...
"Brother Ye, starting from here, all the peaks to the back are blank and uninhabited. Senior Brother Ye can choose any one and then put his identity name tag on it. From now on, that peak will belong to him alone.
Brother Ye, you are here."
In front of the beautiful mountains, Wang Qiu stopped, pointed forward, and spoke respectfully.
In the past more than an hour, under the leadership of Wang Qiu, Ye Wuque and the others had a rough understanding of the basic situation of Xuanmai. Finally, Wang Qiu led them here to choose their own mountain peak.
"I understand, thank you so much, Junior Brother Wang."
Ye Wuque spoke politely.
Hearing this, Wang Qiu became a little excited and quickly waved his hands and said, "That's right! Then Senior Brother Ye, Junior Brother, please retire first!"
Immediately, Wang Qiu left.
Ye Wuque slowly flew above the void, looking at the many mountain peaks in the distance, his bright eyes constantly scanning, as if making a choice.
After three or five breaths, his eyes lit up slightly.
"From the location point of view, this one is the most suitable..."
Whoosh!
Mu Daoqi and the others immediately followed Ye Wuque and soared into the sky. Soon, the four of them landed on a mountain peak.
This mountain peak is located on the edge of a group of peaks, isolated from the rest of the mountain peaks. It is a bit remote, but it has a quiet environment and compelling aura.
"What a strong spiritual energy!"
After landing on the top of the peak, Huang Biluo immediately spoke in wonder.
Not far away, there are many palaces that have been built long ago, one after another, and you can move in immediately.
"Boss! Give this mountain a name!"
Huang Biluo looked at Ye Wuque and said expectantly.
"name?"
Ye Wuque looked at the clouds and mists in the sky, and a beautiful face as beautiful as an immortal slowly appeared in his mind. There was a touch of tenderness and longing in the depths of his bright eyes.
"Let's call it...Si Xuefeng..."
"You can choose your palace as you wish."
Ye Wuque slowly approached a palace, leaving behind Mu Daoqi and three others who were full of curiosity.
"Si Xuefeng? Who is this 'Xue' of yours?"
Huang Biluo is very gossipy.
"Maybe she's the boss's sweetheart, right?"
Candle Bear is also curious.
"Talk too much!"
Mu Daoqi cursed angrily.
This side.
Ye Wuque slowly approached a palace and sat down cross-legged on the futon at the end with deep eyes.
"It's two hours until midnight. In the dead of night, it's also the beginning of my search for any clues about Fang Qingyang..."
While muttering to himself, Ye Wuque's deep eyes flashed with a faint light, and then he gently closed his eyes.