Therefore, Shang Shaozhen was in a complicated mood for this great disaster that almost subverted the Wanxuan Tian Sect. Of course, it was a heavy loss, a great loss of strength, and even led to an immortal's life and death unknown. However, in terms of selfishness, the merchant still had to thank Long Xiaoshan, a group of senior executives of the merchant, who had found her in private, and made her flatter Long Xiaoshan.
Not only that, some ancestors even issued an edict.
Long Xiaoshan looked at Shang Shaozhen, dressed in white clothes, with no makeup on his face, as if he was a vain, and said calmly: "I have bothered the sect leader for this period of time, so I've been here."
Shang Shaozhen's delicate body was shocked and he hurriedly said, "Does His Highness the Holy Son plan to leave?"
"What, can you Wanxuantian Sect keep me?" Long Xiaoshan smiled.
"Of course not..." Shang Shaozhen wished that the poisonous head would leave Tianzong quickly, but she obeyed the decree: "Your Highness, the ancestor of my family, Immortal Lord Shang Ling, wanted to meet His Highness."
"Shang Ling Immortal Lord?" Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes, and there was a dangerous light that seemed to be there and not be enough.
Although he had killed an immortal king, it does not mean that immortals are not a dangerous existence to him. Immortals are a very broad concept. Of course, Long Xiaoshan is not stupid enough to think that he is invincible in the world, and he can regard immortals as native chickens and tiles.
What's more, this is Wanxuan Tian Sect, and he has a deep holiday with him.
As if he understood what Long Xiaoshan was thinking, Shang Shaozhen hurriedly said, "Your Highness, don't misunderstand, the ancestor of the family has no malice. We can swear by the fate of the merchant. If your Highness still has doubts, just a wisp of divine thought can be incarnated."
Long Xiaoshan bounced his finger and a wisp of divine thoughts incarnation. This is not a big problem. Although he is afraid of immortals, it is easy for him to cut off a wisp of incarnation. If he really encounters unpredictable danger, throwing away the incarnation is, and Shang Shaozhen's performance does not seem to have ulterior motives.
There was no risk at all, Long Xiaoshan thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, then I'll meet your ancestor."
Shang Shaozhen breathed a sigh of relief.
If the family ancestor’s decree is not completed, it will be a lot of pressure for her. She bowed to Long Xiaoshan and said, “Thank you, Your Highness.”
Long Xiaoshan waved his hand, split a clone, and went with Shang Shaozhen.
It is said that it is a clone, but in fact, it is no different from the original body to the transformation god. The two of them instantly passed through the numerous formations of Wanxuan Tian Sect and entered a mysterious and mysterious place. Long Xiaoshan could feel that he had come to a mediation place that was about to leave the main universe.
On a burnt yellow earth, there is a lone peak with only a thatched hut on it.
Shang Shaozhen brought Long Xiaoshan to the hut.
"squeak!"
The door of the hut opened, and a boy with a braided braid came out. Seeing the boy appear, Shang Shaozhen hurriedly bowed and kowtowed to the boy: "Go to the ancestor."
Long Xiaoshan was a little surprised. Looking at the boy, he was the merchant’s immortal king, but his body didn’t look like a illusion.
The boy jumped three times to Long Xiaoshan, shook his head and said, "Don't look at me, my old man is practicing the mysterious skill of reincarnation and prosperity. When the merits are as close as the creation, he will be reborn and start practicing again from the boy. This is the seventh time I have been reincarnation."
Long Xiaoshan was quite moved, but that was all. The world of immortal cultivation is so vast, and the martial arts are endless. Any extraordinary skill is possible. He bowed: "I have seen the Immortal Lord."
The boy jumped onto a stone bench and reached out to the opposite side: "Sit."
Long Xiaoshan was not polite either. He sat down, looked at the other party, and said calmly: "The Immortal Lord is looking for me. Could it be for Xuan Jiang?"
The boy sniffed: "Who cares about that old man? I have a deep friendship with Xuan Jiang. If it weren't for the same sect, life and death may be possible. If you killed Xuan Jiang's clone this time, it would be considered a vent to me."
"Have you only killed the clone?" Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes. Xuan Jiang was indeed not dead, but this seemed normal. Although he used the sword transformed by the Yuantuzi body, he did not understand the existence of the immortal level in the end.