With the cultivation level of the ninth level of Daoji, defeating a Qi Refining Realm genius of a prefecture-level sect, what does that mean? Even the disciples of the Xiaochi Sect can figure it out with their butts. Wang Teng is destined to be taken seriously by the top leaders of the Xiaochi Sect and become
There's no telling who the next leader will be.
It is natural to curry favor with such a person.
"Humph!" When Long Yun saw Wang Teng coming back, instead of showing jealousy, a cruel smile appeared on his face. Elder Huichi had already told him about the incident. This time, no one could save him.
Wang Teng is excited.
There were countless words of praise in his ears, but Wang Teng didn't hear them at all at this time. His eyes swept around the crowd, as if he was looking for something? Finally, a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at a group of people.
The cultivator walked over.
That group of cultivators, surprisingly even the disciples of Fentian Pavilion, Yuan Shuo, Wang Dahu, Ding Qiu and others were among them, but at this time, the expressions on their faces were a bit reserved, and they looked at Wang Teng with a happy smile.
, but did not get close to him like others.
The status gap between them and Wang Teng is getting bigger and bigger. One is the first place in the martial arts test of the Qinglong Festival and is very famous. But what about them? They are still the same as before, they are just the least qualified entry-level disciples in the Xiaochi Sect.
"Senior Brother Wang Teng, congratulations on your triumphant return." Seeing Wang Teng walking towards everyone with a radiant face, Yuan Shuo and others nodded respectfully to him, including Ding Qiu, who was two or three years older than him, also called him at this moment
For senior brother.
"Why are you all so polite? We are all disciples of Fentian Pavilion. Just stay the same as before." Wang Teng looked at the group of people in front of him and couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart. Although they have different abilities,
A bit arrogant, but very down-to-earth.
When they were underestimated by other dojos, they generously passed on their experience in refining various talismans to themselves. But now that he has begun to rise to prominence, they have hid away again, unlike other disciples who want to put their faces on him.
Flatter yourself on your own feet.
"Haha! There must be rules. You are now the number one genius of our Xiaochi sect. If you continue to be the same as before, it will not have a good impact on you! By the way, where is Elder Huiming? Didn't he go to pick you up?" Yuan Shuo was honest and honest.
He smiled, looked around the crowd, and asked Wang Teng.
"What?" The cheerful smile on Wang Teng's face suddenly froze, and he stared at Yuan Shuo and others with a puzzled expression. An ominous premonition came to his mind.
Yuan Shuo, Ding Qiu and others all looked startled, unable to react for a moment. Finally, Ding Qiu, who was relatively calm, said: "We haven't seen Elder Huiming since yesterday. Elder Huichi said that he
Picked you up?"
"No! I didn't meet Elder Huiming?" Monk Wang Tengzhang was confused. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Yuan Shuo, Ding Qiu and other Fentian Pavilion disciples also looked at each other. Wang Dahu saw Wang Teng's anxious look and comforted me: "Then you must have just missed it. Elder Huiming can't pick you up, so he will come back naturally."
"Wang Teng, you go back and have a good rest first, and heal your injuries. Soon my Xiaochi sect will hold a celebration banquet for you!" Elder Huilong walked out of the crowd and nodded to Wang Teng with a smile on his face.
nod.
Wang Teng nodded, and accompanied by Yuan Shuo, Ding Qiu, and Wang Dahu, walked towards the direction of Tengda Palace.
"Elder Huiming is very powerful, so he will definitely be fine. And if Qingyang Sect wants to find trouble, it will definitely be with me. He will not attack Elder Huiming at all." Wang Teng thought to himself as he walked, the reason why he felt uneasy
, because he was afraid that the Qingyang Sect would take action against Elder Huiming in order to retaliate against him.
Now it seems that he has been worrying too much. When he thinks about it, his mood suddenly improves a lot. Moreover, there are still two close relatives waiting for him in Tengda Palace. They must also be getting what they want for themselves now.
I feel proud and gratified by the achievement, and can’t wait for myself to go back, hehe!
Along the way, all the disciples of Xiaochi Sect looked at Wang Teng with great respect. They were completely different from before. The mountain wind blew across his face, and Wang Teng felt high-spirited. He felt that the trees on Xiaochi Peak were getting greener and the sky was more intense.
It's blue, and even the sun is so bright and bright.
"Su Su and Brother Feng are doing well. No one is causing trouble for them, right?" Wang Teng was in a good mood and casually asked Yuan Shuo beside him.
"They are very good. During the time you went to Qinglong City, no one came to trouble them. Yesterday, Elder Huiming even went to Tengda Palace in person. It seems that you want to tell them your news in person and let them
Happy, happy. Haha!"
"That's good. You have worked hard these days, and I will remember them one by one." Wang Teng patted Yuan Shuo and the others on their shoulders, and separated from them on the mountainside.
Wang Teng felt more and more that the worries in his heart were unnecessary. No matter how domineering the Qingyang Sect was, they would definitely not dare to go to the Xiaochi Sect to arrest people so blatantly. So Yang Jun's words were just to scare him and distract him.
Hehe, that loser must have been shocked and disappointed when he saw that he defeated Zhang Yuan! That loser can only rely on his father. Even if he enters the Yuhuang Sect, there will be no future at all. If the foundation is not good, how can he take advantage of opportunities?
, will also be eliminated one day.
I am more reliable. With Zi'er and so many Taoist books, my cultivation path will definitely be smooth in the future, and I will step on those geniuses one by one. Of course, there will also be those stunning saints from the great sects.
,Tsk,tsk,tsk….
My Susu must be waiting for me there now, and I must reward her well tonight! If Susu was born more decent, she would definitely be no worse than any saint girl now, but it's a pity... No matter what? She listens so well
As for me, I will definitely let her be the number one in the future...
The more excited Wang Teng became, the more active his mind became, thinking wildly all the way until the familiar suspended stone bridge appeared in front of him, which brought him back to reality. With excitement, he walked briskly onto the stone bridge.
Bridge, in a daze, he saw Liu Susu's affectionate eyes looking towards this side.
"Susu!" Wang Teng couldn't help shouting, expecting that graceful figure to pounce towards him.
But, at this moment, he suddenly froze, and there was nothing in front of him except the white mist. An uneasy fear enveloped his heart, making him move quickly, regardless of his injuries, like lightning
He jumped across the stone bridge and came under an ancient tree.
He understood Liu Susu too well. Unless something happened to her? Otherwise, no matter how bad things were, she would still be here waiting for him.
Under the ancient trees, there was nothing but a few grasses swaying in the mountain wind. Five days ago, Liu Susu bid farewell to him here, but five days later, he could not see her coming to pick him up.
figure.
"Susu, Brother Feng..." Wang Teng's expression turned extremely ugly. Honors and saints had long been left behind. Now he only wanted to see his beloved Liu Susu, and someone who loved him like a son.
The windy old man.
The Tengda Palace is right in front of you. It is still so majestic and majestic, but it is completely empty, with not even a single human figure. A faint smell of blood permeates the air and penetrates into Wang Teng's nose.
Wang Teng's head buzzed, and he rushed into the palace. He was instantly shocked by the scene in front of him.
The outside of the palace was unscathed, but the inside of the palace was in a mess, as if it had encountered a major earthquake that would never happen in ten thousand years, and was completely reduced to ruins. The walls and jade pillars collapsed one after another, and countless long and deep cracks appeared on the ground.
With so many cracks, even the mountain wall behind Tengda Palace had a huge mouth dozens of feet long.
Above the ruins of the room that once belonged to Wang Teng for training, there was a pool of blood looming, which had obviously been left not long ago. Wang Teng almost fell to the ground, with severe dizziness in his head, and even a feeling of vomiting.
His heart felt cold, as if it was covered in white snow, and the whole world turned dark gray at this moment.
"What happened here? Where's Susu? Where's Brother Feng? Didn't they all live a good life? How could this happen? How could it happen?" Wang Teng suddenly raised his head and let out a burst of furious yells at the sky.
Howl.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Zi'er." In her mind, Zi'er's weak voice was filled with fear.
Wang Teng seemed not to hear it, and collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.
"Hey hey hey! Wang Teng, this is your own fault, who can blame you?" Suddenly, there was a burst of sound from high in the sky, and a middle-aged cultivator in black robes with sinister eyes controlled a spiritual sword.
, landed on a pile of ruins next to Wang Teng, and gloated with his long pointed mouth.
Elder Huiqing.
"Tell me! What happened?" Wang Teng suddenly stood up from the ground, glanced fiercely at Elder Hui Qing in front of him, and said coldly.
"Oh, you really think that just because you won the first place in the martial arts test, you can be arrogant. You have no respect for your superiors. Believe it or not, I will destroy you right now." The elder Huiqing sneered sarcastically, with a hint of tone in his tone.
threaten.
"Junior Brother Huiqing, don't be angry! After all, Wang Teng is also Junior Brother Huiming's most proud disciple. Junior Brother Huiming died not long ago. You should respect him more so that he can rest in peace despite his sorrow." Another voice sounded slightly older.
Suddenly it came out.
Before Wang Teng had time to figure out who this old man was, he was stunned.