Xiancheng, a small town in the southern region of the Chaos Realm, is located on the edge of the large swamp outside the region, adjacent to Qixia and the two realms, and is a place where the three realms meet.
Outside Xian City, a man in white clothes hurried to Xian City with four or five disciples. Since Xian City has a long history of contact with a small city in the western border of Qixia, they established an ancient teleportation formation with each other thousands of years ago.
, travel between the two realms is mostly used to transport ancient formations, which can avoid the dangers caused by crossing large swamps outside the realm.
The man in white was walking in a hurry, looking around, confused and restless for some unknown reason.
The man in white is not weak in cultivation. He seems to be in his forties and his appearance has already reached the cultivation level of the late Qiankun. He is a leader even in the Tianzong and a popular person under the emperor's throne.
But even with such profound cultivation, the man was still extremely nervous. Flying in the air, not far ahead was the outline of Xian City. He clearly saw signs of people appearing, but he still felt uneasy. He always felt like something had happened.
Similar.
There were five practitioners following the man. Their cultivation skills were far inferior to those of the man in white, but they did not look as panicked as the man. Instead, they felt confused.
"Master, I see that you are restless. Did something happen?" A young and strong man came over and asked.
The man in white's eyes were rolling around, looking around. His lips were chapped, as if he hadn't drank water for a long time. There were a few drops of sweat that had condensed on his forehead, soaking his temples, and dripping down his neck.
I came down without knowing it at all.
"No, it's okay, don't talk, hurry up, hurry up, it's not safe here." The man said tremblingly, with his neck curled up, as if he was guarding against someone.
At this moment, a stream of light suddenly burst through the air from behind at an extremely fast speed. The man in white was shocked and shouted: "Be careful". Then he opened his mouth and spat out a flying sword with blue eyes.
Colorful electric light flew up and struck the stream of light in the air with a pop.
"ah……"
A scream was heard immediately, and a passing monk was seen falling from the air with his head missing and blood spurting from his neck. Before he even hit the ground, he had lost all his life.
When the man in white came back to his senses, his five disciples were dumbfounded. They couldn't understand why the man in white suddenly went crazy. They didn't recognize the monk who was killed, and it seemed that he just wanted to enter the city, but they didn't expect to encounter a sudden disaster.
, died on the way into the city.
At this time, there were some cultivators outside Xian City, and there were not many, only a few people. As they were passing by, they happened to see the scene of the man in white killing someone. Several cultivators who were not sure what they were doing frowned and stepped forward to question him.
, but was caught by his companions.
"Don't go there. This person is a practitioner of the Qiankun Realm. Didn't you see that?"
Next to the man in white, a disciple came over full of doubts, and said with dumbfounded eyes: "Master, what are you..." The disciple glanced at the corpse on the ground and said: "An enemy?"
"No, this person is a spy. He has been following us for a long time. He must be up to no good." The man in white said with sweat pouring down his face.
The disciple was stunned for a moment, looked into the distance, and said depressedly: "Master, is he not a spy? I just saw him coming from the other side."
"Talk too much." The man in white was angry and slapped him across the face, causing the disciple to become dizzy and spin around in circles.
"Master, I..."
The disciple was completely confused, and even the senior brothers around him looked horrified, not understanding why the master would punish their senior brothers.
The man in white said angrily: "Can't you tell if a spy is a teacher? Are you saying that I am not as good as you?"
The disciple was immediately speechless after being scolded. The monk who was killed did not follow them, but came from another direction. He saw it with his own eyes, but since the master said that this person was a spy, he could not refute it, otherwise he would
It will make people feel that his master is inferior to him.
The disciple didn't know what to say at all. His four junior brothers lowered their heads in fear and did not dare to say a word.
Fortunately, the man in white did not continue to get angry, but urged: "Don't talk too much, and quickly enter the city. Once you enter the city, you will be safe."
After saying this, the man in white ignored the corpses lying on the ground and flew straight to Xian City.
After a stick of incense, everyone finally entered Xian City without any danger. However, the man in white acted like a godless man along the way, which made the five disciples scratch their heads. They had no idea why the master had become so sensitive and even mentally abnormal.
However, given their previous experiences, they did not dare to ask any more questions, for fear that they would not know which words would stab their master in the lungs and get beaten up again. Therefore, the six of them were silent on the road, except for the man in white who gave some instructions from time to time.
, everyone did as they were told, but in fact they didn’t dare to say a word at all.
"Hurry up, go to the teleportation array..."
"Master..."
"What's wrong? I've already said that it's useless nonsense. Let's talk about it when we get back."
"You...you went to the wrong place. The ancient teleportation array is over here..."
"...Is it this way? How do I remember it is over there..."
The man in white was so lost that he couldn't even remember the way. He had been here not long ago, but now he seemed to have lost his memory. This made several disciples look puzzled. They didn't know what happened to the master to become so distracted.
This man in white is Wo Shuanglong, the cave master of Fengming Cave in Splendid Blessed Land. He was the one who had practiced with Lezheng Xuankong in Burning Sea when Feng Jueyu investigated the relationship between Lezheng Xuankong and Splendid Blessed Land.
Man, this Wo Shuanglong has also been to Xiaoyue Sect, so he is not a stranger.
Walking in Xiaoxian City, Wo Shuanglong hid his head and shrank his tail, feeling uneasy. This made several disciples behind him feel uncomfortable and confused about Master's every move. However, seeing that Master's emotions and attitude were as sensitive as brothers, they did not dare to
Asked, he could only follow Wo Shuanglong closely and rush towards the town teleportation array in a panic.
The distribution of the ancient teleportation arrays in the major cities, important towns and small towns in Jiujie Mountain is usually not arranged in the center of the town, because the ancient teleportation arrays will cause space chaos, so they must be arranged in a place where the Yin and Yang are balanced and the five elements are balanced.
The formation is carefully laid out and practitioners take turns maintaining it day and night to ensure that the ancient teleportation formation is stable and that no one will enter it by mistake.
Therefore, the general ancient teleportation arrays are arranged not too far from the center of the town and do not block the main roads, but towards the corner or edge of the town.
The ancient teleportation array of Xiancheng is in the southeast corner. Enter from the city gate and walk on the main road. After arriving at the center of the town, there is a spacious road that leads directly to the ancient teleportation array. However, if you turn southeast when entering the city, you must cross it.
After passing through a large residential area, although the roads are also very spacious, the flow of people is much less than that on the main roads. Moreover, the residential areas are densely populated with houses and there are many alleys. These alleys are as rugged as intestines, but they can be reached faster.
Teleport the ancient array area.
Wo Shuanglong often goes in and out of Xian City and is very familiar with the roads inside. He was just a little panicked just now. After being reminded by his eldest disciple, he immediately thought that there is a path that can help him find the ancient teleportation formation faster and return to Qixia Realm from there.
"Go this way..."
In order not to attract attention, Wo Shuanglong did not fly with the law, but took several disciples and started to twist and turn in the alley.
These alleys are very dense and rugged, and there are few people. Most of them are outside the backyard walls of some houses. There are usually no people. A group of six people walked as fast as the wind in the alleys. Wo Shuanglong was the strongest, but at this moment he was flustered and confused.
I wished I could reach the ancient teleportation formation earlier, so I ran very fast. In just a moment, I left the few disciples behind me behind. Then I turned to the right and they disappeared.
The senior disciple next to him was even more surprised when he saw the master running so fast. However, the master's destiny was great and they did not dare to do anything. The senior disciple could only call to the brothers behind him: "Hurry, follow quickly, the master is gone."
Already."
Several fellow apprentices quickened their pace and walked as fast as the wind. They were as tired as dogs and kept spitting out their tongues. The second disciple of Wo Shuanglong ran and panted: "Master, what happened to him today? How can you give it to me?"
You feel like you are running for your life when you are in trouble, running so fast? Master is not like this usually."
The third disciple gasped after hearing this: "I feel strange too. Aren't we going to Tianyuan Lake today? We're only halfway there and we're not going anymore. What happened?"
Everyone looked at Wo Shuanglong’s eldest disciple. Although this eldest disciple was Wo Shuanglong’s favorite disciple, he didn’t know everything about Wo Shuanglong. He sighed and said, “Oh, you ask me, but I’m confused too.
, but I think something big will definitely happen today, so we should all be more vigilant and return to the Splendid Blessed Land."
The five people nodded silently, and quickened their pace again. They turned left and right, running through several alleys and alleys in one breath. As they ran, the fourth disciple noticed something was wrong: "Huh? Why haven't you arrived yet? It's not early as usual.
Are you here yet?”
"Yeah, we've been running away for so long, why are we still in a residential area? A ghost has broken the wall?"
"Stop talking nonsense. What kind of ghost is breaking the wall? If the ghost sees you, we have to let him go. Is it the wrong way?"
"Is it wrong? Haven't we always followed the previous route? We have been here so many times, how could we make a mistake?"
Everyone is puzzled...
At the same time, in another alley in the residential area, Wo Shuanglong was sweating profusely and looking at the adobe walls on both sides of both sides. His eyes were red and ferocious.
I don't know when a purple-green long sword appeared in his hand. The sword's edge was dotted with crystal emeralds and shimmered with divine flowers. The sword's body was as transparent as jade, exuding a strong breath of flames. The flames released from the magic weapon long sword
The breath reflected the earthen walls on both sides with purple and blue, as if sprinkled with purple sapphire, mottled and gorgeous.
"People... why are people gone? Ziyue, Zifeng, Ziyan... where have you all gone?"