Hearing this, Leng Xuan suddenly realized that the other party had recognized his true identity. As long as he participated in the last cultivation conference, there were probably not many people who didn't recognize him. He secretly smiled bitterly. It seemed that
It was necessary for him to change his face and walk in the world of cultivation. Otherwise, with his well-known appearance, it would be difficult for him to escape the eyes of Lingyun Palace and the Chongming Sect. Seeing that Tu Ya recognized his identity, Leng Xuan's
He couldn't help but feel a little more wary in his heart. After all, his current identity was a murderer rounded up by Xiu Zhendao. He met Tu Ya for the first time, and he didn't know what his character was like yet. Therefore, he had to be careful.
After everyone sat down, Tu Ya said boldly: "Master Wang, Chen Xiaoyou, you can stay in my Qingmen for as long as you like. As for the Chongming sect, I will send people to keep an eye on it at all times. If they come here,
If so, I will inform you in advance." Wang Ruolan nodded and said: "Then I'll trouble the Tu Sect Master." Tu Ya waved his hand and said with a smile, "What's the trouble? It's just a piece of cake. These few have experienced successive battles, so I guess
I'm tired, so why not go and have a rest first? We'll talk another day. Zhao Rui, arrange rooms for the guests. No matter what their needs are, you must try your best to satisfy them." Zhao Rui responded and then led everyone out of the hall.
Under Zhao Rui's arrangement, everyone quickly had their own room. Leng Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed and took a short rest. Not long after, he heard a knock on the door. Leng Xuan
He stood up and opened the door, only to see Wang Ruolan standing alone outside the door.
He smiled slightly, he had expected Wang Ruolan's arrival for a long time. After welcoming the other party into the room, before the two of them sat down, Wang Ruolan asked impatiently: "Little friend Leng, I wonder how my master of Fang Yuan Sect is doing?
Leng Xuan sighed softly, and said with regret: "Master Wang, I'm sorry that I couldn't save your master's life. She has already died."
When Wang Ruolan heard this, her face suddenly turned pale. She smiled miserably and said: "The master is the hope of our Fang Yuan sect. Once she goes, our Fang Yuan sect will never be able to get ahead." Leng Xuan
He touched his nose and said: "Master Wang, don't be too sad. In fact, although your master has died, she left hope." Wang Ruolan was slightly startled and said in confusion: "This is what I said.
How to say it?"
Leng Xuan explained: "Before your death, your master passed on all his lifelong cultivation to Tong Ling. In time, your Fang Yuan sect will have one more strong person. As long as she is here, it won't take long for Fang Yuan to succeed."
The Yuan Sect will surely rise again in the world of cultivation."
Wang Ruolan looked shocked and said: "Is this true?" Leng Xuan nodded and said: "Of course, if you don't believe it, you can ask Tong Ling. Her current cultivation level is higher than you and me." After hearing this,
Wang Ruolan finally had a sparkle in her eyes. Leng Xuan saw that her expression had almost recovered, so he asked: "Master Wang, do you think Master Tu is trustworthy?" Wang Ruolan asked in confusion: "Why do you ask that?
?" Leng Xuan said worriedly: "He has participated in the cultivation conference before, so he knows my true identity." Wang Ruolan suddenly understood, and she said: "Little friend Leng, you can rest assured about Tuya, he
He will never betray us." Leng Xuan nodded and said, "I hope so too."