After hearing the news that the Blood Moon Saint was going to invite Cang Wanhe to come out of the mountain, Lin Che's heart was filled with hidden worries.
But at this moment, it is obvious that there is no way to pass this news on, and now we can only calm down and think about countermeasures secretly.
The Blood Moon Saint has already made a decision. She must arrive at the Meteor Mountains before the Sword Sect's deployment is completed, in order to seize the initiative to the greatest extent. So now, she just gave a few simple instructions, which was an immediate order.
Everyone set off.
In the lobby of the inn, many guests sitting around the table were chatting. When they saw this group of people passing by, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet for a moment.
Although no one knows the true identity of the Blood Moon Saint so far, this woman is able to compete with the genius of the Sword Sect. Thinking about it, she has a great background. Naturally, the ordinary monks are full of awe and dare not speak out casually.
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It wasn't until the Blood Moon Saint led these people to leave that the atmosphere in the inn recovered.
At the same time, in an inconspicuous corner of the hall, a man in green clothes picked up a teacup, took a sip of tea, then looked at an old man sitting in front of him and said: "Master,
It seems that the identity of this group of people is not simple."
The old man opposite the man in green shirt was wearing a sloppy Taoist robe and looked a bit slovenly. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand and pouring a sip of wine into his mouth from time to time. His drunken look would make anyone look at him.
I know this person must be a complete drunkard.
Hearing the words of the man in green shirt, he smiled with a drunken mouth and said, "Have you ever seen the young man in white clothes who was following that beautiful woman just now?"
The man in green shirt had a flash of doubt, not understanding why the master suddenly mentioned this person, but he still nodded.
The sloppy old man continued: "This person should be the young master of the Wolf Demon Hall, Cang Yu."
The man in green shirt's expression changed and he said in surprise: "Cang Yu...Master, could it be that he is the son of Cang Wanhe?"
Hearing the words "Cang Wan He", a glimmer of light flashed through the eyes of the sloppy old man, and he said with a sad expression: "Back then, as a teacher, I only missed one move, and was defeated by Cang Wan He, and my ambitions were met with difficulty.
Unprecedented setback, I have since returned to the Tianwei Territory and lived in seclusion for twenty years. It is only now that I can walk around the world again."
The man in green shirt hurriedly said: "Master, when you set foot on the Dragon Court alone, you defeated more than ten top experts from various sects and gained a great reputation. Although you were defeated by Cang Wanhe in the end,
It's just one move away. Speaking of which, Master's strength back then should be considered equal to that of Wanhe... But in recent years, Master, although you have retired to seclusion, your martial arts has not been what it used to be, and you have stepped onto another level.
One step up, this time out of the mountain, I believe that the vicissitudes of the mountains are no longer a match for Master."
"Hehehe, don't underestimate the world..."
The sloppy Taoist shook his head slightly and warned like this, but then, a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Having said that, after twenty years, I also want to see if the vicissitudes of life can still be restored."
He who can win becomes a teacher."
"Qingfeng, you just observed that Cangyu, what do you think of his strength?" The sloppy old man looked at the man in green shirt and suddenly asked again.
"When he was walking, his steps were like a dragon and a tiger, and his aura was as thick as an abyss. He is obviously a strong martial arts genius... and should be a good opponent."
"Then what do you think your chances of winning are if you face off against this guy?"
The man in green shirt raised his eyebrows, a disdainful smile suddenly flashed across his face, and responded: "Although he is not weak in strength, the disciple has been taught by the master for many years and has never been afraid of any genius. Disciple, naturally has full ability
Be sure to defeat him."
"very good……"
The sloppy old man nodded with satisfaction, his expression became sharp in an instant, and said: "This time I set foot on the land of Longting Domain again, I not only want to fight again with the vicissitudes of life, and wash away the shame of the past, but also let me
My disciple, defeat the young master of the Heavenly Wolf Demon Hall with my own hands! Let Cang Wanhe understand that whether it is my own cultivation or teaching the younger generation, I will defeat him in every aspect!!"
When the man in green shirt heard this, he said with some confusion: "In that case, why didn't Master just remind me? If my disciple knows the identity of Cang Yu, he can fight with him directly."
"Not urgent."
The sloppy old man said: "Didn't you find something strange from today's accident? The beautiful woman before was able to make the young master of the Sirius Demon Hall follow her willingly. Her identity is obviously not simple... Moreover,
The woman seemed to be deliberately hiding her identity when she was fighting with Jian Zong, and she left in such a hurry afterwards, which shows that she appeared here for a very important matter and did not want to be noticed."
The man in green shirt's eyes lit up and said: "Master means..."
"The mantis stalks the cicada, with the oriole behind. I would like to see what kind of medicine these demon sect juniors are selling in their gourds..." The sloppy old man took a sip of wine, and a pair of cloudy eyes showed a trace of
It smells of scheming.
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Meteor Mountains.
Located at the junction of Longting Domain and Tianwei Domain, it is an extremely primitive and wild land.
At this moment, in this inaccessible mountainous area, a huge Phoenix battleship slowly landed, and then a group of people walked out. After seven days of non-stop traveling, the Blood Moon Saint and others finally arrived here.
"What a majestic mountain and river, it's like a barrier that separates the world from the world!" After arriving here, a group of demon sect masters looked at the rolling mountains in the distance, feeling a kind of shock from the bottom of their hearts.
The Saint of the Blood Moon was dressed in a plain white dress and stood at the front of the team. Her pair of bright starry eyes also contained a hint of excitement and said: "According to rumors, there are ninety-nine mountains in the Meteor Mountains, and each of them is extremely steep.
It forms a kind of encirclement, and the closer to the center of the mountain range, the more dangerous and unpredictable it becomes... This time, we are going to explore this mountain range, hoping to really gain something."
Tang Xuanyang smiled and complimented: "Your Highness the Saint, you have the destiny of heaven and earth. In this mountain range, there really is the creation left by the legendary Fire Emperor. If even Your Highness the Saint cannot get it, how can there be anyone in this world?"
Who can get it?"
"Flattery..."
Looking at Tang Xuanyang's flattering look, Lin Che was speechless for a while, but she didn't show it. However, at this moment, she heard someone whispering beside her.
Lin Che looked sideways slightly and noticed that Jian Jia was curling her small mouth with a look of disdain on her face.
Lin Che couldn't help laughing, thinking that this girl really didn't hold grudges in general. The last time Tang Xuanyang offended her, he had offended the wrong person.
Of course, Jian Jia's complaints were very obscure, and no one else heard them except Lin Che.
At the same time, Blood Moon Saint ignored Tang Xuanyang's compliments and said solemnly: "The Sword Sect forces should be here soon. Without further ado, let's set off now."
After saying these words, her figure took the lead and moved forward.
Seeing this, everyone in the Demon Sect who was present naturally did not dare to show any signs of neglect and followed him one after another.