Zhuang Wudao stood at the bow of the ship, looking far ahead. He could hear the discussions behind him. He could also sense the hateful sights on the soul bone treasure ship on the right, which were like
The blade is full of violence. If sight could kill, he must have been cut into more than ten million pieces by now.
Zhuang Wudao pretended not to notice it at all and was too lazy to pay attention.
"This is nothing more than what a thousand people can say!"
Yun'er commented without any fluctuations in her tone: "I think these people really have murderous intentions towards the sword master and hate the sword master to the core."
"Killing thoughts? So what?"
Zhuang Wudao secretly sneered, could these Ming Cuifeng disciples still be able to bite him? What's the use of just hating him? How can they win him if they can't produce any concrete evidence?
"Well, I think the sword master looks more and more like the same person. Now you are just like him before, looking down on everything."
"Looks like a person, who is it?"
Zhuang Wudao didn't take Yun'er's words seriously. He was neither scornful nor contemptuous. On the contrary, he was extremely wary of the Ming Cuifeng disciples behind him.
I just feel that there is no need to pay too much attention to the words and looks of these people. Unless there are concrete actions, it is not painful and there is no need to care.
"The first sword master, Huang Jie and the fourth sword master Luo Qingyun, or the same. I don't remember, only some vague memories -"
"Huang Jie, Luo Qingyun?"
Zhuang Wudao laughed. According to Yun'er, these two people were once the top beings in the world of cultivation. They are naturally qualified to look down on all living beings.
But he has no way to do it, so what capital does he have to look down on his opponent?
"Yun'er didn't misunderstand. Although you are vigilant in your heart, you also think that no matter how many people like this are offended, they will not harm you?"
Yun'er said with a smile: "I am happy for the sword master. As the master of Qingyun Sword, you should have such courage."
When Zhuang Wudao heard this, his expression suddenly froze and he began to reflect on himself, whether he had gotten carried away and was too arrogant.
At this moment, Zhuang Wudao suddenly let out a hum, and felt a fierce and tyrannical Qi suddenly locking him from behind. His gaze was sharp and substantial, as if it was going to penetrate his entire being.
Zhuang Wudao was startled. He turned back suddenly and looked to the right where the treasure ship's qi machine came from. However, where he looked, there was nothing and no one there.
"That's the golden elixir monk's method of seeing shadows with spiritual thoughts. His current location is not here, but under the cabin."
Yun'er noticed the existence of this person and spoke solemnly before Zhuang Wudao.
"This person has murderous intentions towards the sword master."
Those Ming Cuifeng disciples only harbored murderous thoughts towards him. At most, they only thought about it in their hearts and would not take any action.
But at this moment, Yun'er used the word 'murderous intention' to show the difference.
"Under the cabin?"
Zhuang Wudao said thoughtfully: "So Yun'er, do you know who this person is?
"It seems that his name is Wei Feng. The sword master has met him once before in the Dharma Hall. He was also present during the Dao test competition."
"Wei Feng? If it's him, then it wouldn't be surprising -"
Is this the person with murderous intentions?
Zhuang Wudao's eyes flashed and he thought to himself. If Wei Feng did have enough reasons, once he learned the truth about three months ago, he would only hate himself more than those Ming Cuifeng disciples.
I just don’t know when this person will choose and how he will take action?
It seems that I should be careful these days. The threat from the powerful Jindan is different from those of the juniors who are powerless against me.
Or this person may not be able to take direct action against him. However, he has thousands of ways to plot against himself.
Returning to the Lichen Sect this time, it seems that it is time to hide one's strength and bide one's time, and not to let out any flaws.
It just so happened that he was also going to retreat for a period of time. He would take Hell Rotten Demonic Ginseng and complete the remaining two mystical powers.
※※※※At the same moment, in a dim treasure ship cabin, Wei Feng also looked away from the window.
"This child's spiritual sense is so keen that it can be compared to the level of Foundation Establishment."
Wei Feng's eyes were full of surprise and shock, but also contained strong murderous intent, which was a few points stronger than before counting his breaths.
He especially remembered the day they first met at Wu Jing Dao Hall. At that time, Zhuang Wudao had amazing martial arts skills, but his spiritual awareness was only slightly stronger than that of monks of the same level.
However, at this time, he could not see the depth clearly. He only knew that Zhuang Wudao's thoughts should be comparable to those in the foundation building realm.
No wonder this person was able to freely control the 'positive and negative two-dimensional infinite sky formation' three months ago, and was able to resist several golden elixir cultivators.
"Qiancheng, remember what I told you two years ago. As a disciple of Ming Cuifeng, I can lose to anyone, but I can't lose to the shame of the Xuanling Mountain lineage test. Only you, Qiancheng, can do it."
Only then can you clean up. But what have you done in the past two years? Are you all useless?"
There were several people standing beside Wei Feng, including Gai Qiancheng. At this moment, he was dripping with cold sweat.
It could be heard that although Wei Feng's tone was calm, it actually contained great anger.
"It's my disciple who is incompetent and failed my uncle's expectations. But I also want to humiliate him. However, first there was a mountain test competition, but Zhuang Wudao avoided the fight. After that, my disciple and Junior Brother Dongli came to the door many times, but to no avail."
Yu Anjun also groaned and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Master's words are a bit unfair. Zhuang Wudao is just a tortoise with his head shrunk inside his shell. What can we do?"
"Really?"
Wei Feng's expression was still calm: "I have also heard about this. This man is very calm. The depth of the city is indeed unparalleled."
Several people in Gai Qiancheng have repeatedly provoked them. If it were anyone else with the strength of the late Qi training realm, they would have been unable to hold back. Zhuang Wudao was not like this. He didn't care about his reputation and went his own way.
Don't engage in emotional disputes.
"But since Zhuang Wudao himself can't do it, then he should know how to use roundabout methods. You are cultivators and you are not stupid. If it is difficult, you will just go straight?"
Wei Feng sneered and put his hands behind his back: "Zhuang Wudao himself has no flaws, so he won't start from other places? There is always something that this guy cares about. No matter what, I want to see the results within half a year."
After finishing speaking, Wei Feng paused again and turned to glance at the people behind him: "But this kid is already at the ninth level of the Qi Training Realm after all, far beyond you and the other three. If you really want to fight alone, you may not be able to fight alone.
He is his opponent, it is best to find other strategies. In short, no matter what method you use, I want you to teach him a lesson. The existence of this child is a great shame for me, Ming Cuifeng. If he were not from the same sect, I would really
Don’t want to see him again”
The last seven words were word for word, and the voice was cold and cold, like a heavy hammer, striking deep in the hearts of everyone in the cabin.
When he finished speaking, Wei Feng had already thrown away his sleeves and walked out of the cabin door.
However, Gai Qiancheng felt a chill in his heart. He and Dongli Han and Yu Anjun looked at each other with horror in their eyes. Knowing Wei Feng's words, the focus was only on the last eight characters - he didn't want to see Zhuang Wudao again.
However, no matter whether this matter succeeds or fails, the three of them are afraid that they will not be able to get over it. If it fails, the three of them will be suppressed in Mingcui Peak and will be unable to get ahead.
Wei Feng gained the favor of Master Hongfa and took over the power of Mingcuifeng. There was no need for him to come forward at all. As long as he revealed a little bit, it was enough to make it difficult for the three of them to move within the Lichen Sect. In more serious cases, they could even be expelled.
Go out.
And if it happened, how could the real person in Xuanling Mountain not fight back after losing his beloved disciple? He would definitely be like a thunderous blow, as fierce as a thunderbolt.
No matter whether to advance or retreat, it is always a dilemma.
However, Wei Feng didn't leave any trace at all. Even if the last sentence had a hint, it could be interpreted as Wei Feng's angry words. After experiencing the Dongli Rebellion, it was natural for Ming Cuifeng to feel resentful.
Gai Qiancheng's thick brows furrowed, and he already had the intention of retreating. Although it was inappropriate to offend Wei Feng, he also had his own mentor to protect him, so he might not necessarily have to take this path of death.
"Master uncle is probably really angry. He just lost his temper and sounded a little harsh. The three junior brothers don't need to pay too much attention-"
In the corner next to him, Mo Wen smiled slightly and said, "Nothing happens here, I'll leave first."
He was called here by Wei Feng to be a witness. If something really happened in the future, if someone asked him, he could tell everything in detail.
He also knew that this matter was a bottomless whirlpool. With his status in Mingcui Peak, he naturally did not want or need to get involved.
Then Wei Feng is not qualified to treat him as a chess piece.
But before leaving, Mo Wen thought of something else: "By the way, do you know the origin of the spiritual slave that Zhuang Wudao accepted two years ago?"
"The spiritual slave from two years ago? You mean, the girl named Nie Xianling?"
Dong Lihan's eyes were filled with strange light. Naturally, he had a deep memory of this girl. She had a super-grade ice spirit root. She should have been as high as Mo Wen, being held in the palm of the hands by the masters of the two mountains and seven peaks. But because of her body,
He had super spiritual roots, but fell into the dust and became Zhuang Wudao's spiritual slave.
Did Mo Wen mean to let them take action on this woman?
"I heard that this girl was once the little princess of Haitao Pavilion and the daughter of the former pavilion master."
"Haitao Pavilion?" Yu Anjun's body trembled slightly, his pupils slightly dilated: "You mean, Haitao Pavilion in the East China Sea
Jiangzhou is close to the East China Sea. Naturally, he has heard the name of this large businessman with buildings spread all over the thirty-six islands in the East China Sea.
"Who else could it be?"
Mo Wen laughed and said: "This girl is the daughter of Nie Yinxian, the former master of Haitao Pavilion, and Feng Juewu. Unfortunately, since Nie Yinxian's death, Haitao Pavilion has been occupied by Jiu. Feng Juewu has succeeded him as the master of Haitao Pavilion and married another man.
, Nie Xianling’s identity is a bit embarrassing.
.It is said that before Nie Yinxian died, he handed over a batch of property accumulated by Haitao Pavilion over the years to his beloved daughter. The master of the pavilion still had some affection for his daughter and did not want to force him too much. But his wife,
But you may not be willing to do so.”
Gai Qiancheng frowned, still confused. Mo asked what the purpose of mentioning this matter was.
"I'm just talking about what I saw and heard, don't worry about it."
As Mo Wen spoke, he walked out of the cabin calmly and calmly: "In fact, when there seems to be a dead end, if you are willing to calm down and think of a way, there may not be no hope."
The person had left, leaving the three people in the room, lost in thought.