"Juniors just hearsay and have not confirmed it. Seniors still need to be clear about it." The bearded man said tremblingly.
The person in front of me can be said to be a foundation-building monk. Killing them is as easy as squeezing an ant to death, so naturally you have to be careful in your answers.
"Is it true that the princess of Pingcheng wanted to get married that day?" Dongfang Zimo was a little unhappy when he didn't get the answer he wanted, but he continued solemnly.
"This is absolutely true. The whole Tianping City has spread the news. The city is currently preparing for the princess's wedding. The streets are decorated with lights and decorated with red silk." The thin man nodded desperately.
"Who is that golden elixir monk? Do you have any impression of him?" Dongfang Zimo said after pondering for a moment.
"This... junior has never seen it before." The thin man shook his head thoughtfully.
The same was true for the bearded man, who denied it with sweat pouring down his face.
Just when Dongfang Zimo felt a little disappointed, the fat monk suddenly showed a look of surprise.
"Senior, I seem to have seen that person from a distance. As for his appearance..." the slightly fat man said, suddenly observing Dongfang Zimo with deep meaning, his face turned pale.
"What's going on?" Dongfang Zimo asked with a frown when he saw this man staring at him.
"Uh... yes! That man's appearance is... somewhat similar to that of his predecessor." The slightly fat man hesitated and said with some fear.
"Brother Li, you must have seen it wrong, right?" Hearing this, the thin man asked the man in astonishment.
"How could I get it wrong? Even though I just took a quick look, that person does look like this senior." The slightly fat man said firmly.
"Is there actually such a similar person in the world?" the bearded man said in shock.
While these three people were discussing this matter, Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen had already left the place.
On the Feng Shenzhou, Dongfang Zimo thought solemnly about the news he had just received.
"Why, you didn't expect that your sweetheart would marry the enemy who killed you?" Yang Chen suddenly glanced at Dongfang Zimo and said seriously.
"Ahem! Senior brother, please don't make fun of me. I was just thinking that if the princess gets married, Tianping City should be the most relaxed time, so that we can cross Tianping City quietly." Dongfang Zimo coughed dryly.
Said loudly.
"I thought that junior brother really had something to do with the princess. After all, with that person's cultivation at the Golden Core stage, if he pursued us with all his strength, we would hardly be able to escape so easily." Yang Chen said with ulterior motives.
"It's just that we are lucky." Dongfang Zimo shook his head with a wry smile, then sat back on the boat and entered a meditative state.
When Yang Chen saw this, he had no choice but to stop asking any questions.
After flying for nearly half a day, waves of spiritual power fluctuations suddenly came from the originally silent air.
Being disturbed from his cultivation, Dongfang Zimo opened his eyes in surprise and looked into the void somewhere, and his spiritual consciousness was suddenly released at this moment.
"I didn't expect that there were actually several foundation-building monks fighting in front of them. This is going to be troublesome. If we want to avoid them, we may have to fly a little longer." Dongfang Zimo withdrew his consciousness and said with a frown.
"It's just a few foundation-building monks. If you don't know what's going on, I don't suggest that we take care of them together." Upon hearing this, Yang Chen immediately released a powerful golden elixir aura.
"This place is close to Tianping City, so we'd better not expose our whereabouts too early." Dongfang Zimo said disapprovingly.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Yang Chen said calmly.
"I think as long as you hide your breath and quietly pass by quietly, there should be no problem." Dongfang Zimo held his chin in his hand and said thoughtfully.
"I hope so." Yang Chen patted the storage bag, and several flags and flags flew out. Under his urging, the entire Wind God Boat instantly became transparent.
Seeing this, Dongfang Zimo couldn't help but take another look at the Dharma plate in the opponent's hand, and then offered a jade box. As soon as the lid was opened, countless white clouds billowed out, covering the transparent Feng Shenzhou.
This magic weapon was taken by Dongfang Zimo from the storage bag of the monk he killed. This item has no function. It can only confuse the enemy by creating clouds and mist. As long as the monk is not particularly careful, it is usually You won't see any problem.
With the concealment of these magic circles, the two of them continued to fly like this.
Soon the two of them appeared above the group of monks fighting.
Shrouded in a large cloud and mist, the dozen or so monks below didn't notice it for a while.
However, these monks should not be underestimated. There are five of them in the late stage of Foundation Establishment alone, and the rest with the lowest cultivation level are in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.
These dozen monks were divided into two teams. The ones on the left were led by two late-stage monks. One of them was a middle-aged man wearing a round robe and a hairpin, and the other was a bearded man with half exposed chest and holding a crescent staff. .
Behind them were four monks who were in the middle stage of foundation building. Some of them were already seriously injured. They were all staring angrily at the monk on the right.
"I said for the last time, hand over that thing and I'll let you go!" A late-stage foundation-building monk with small eyes and sharp nose said with a sinister smile.
Beside him, there were two other late-stage monks and five mid-stage foundation-building monks standing, all staring at the opposite side with solemn expressions.
Seeing that these people seemed to be in a stalemate for a while, Dongfang Zimo withdrew his gaze and sat cross-legged in meditation without paying any attention.
Just as the Feng Shenzhou was slowly passing over the heads of these people, a ball of light suddenly struck, and the light shrank, revealing a three-foot-long ice cone.
Yang Chen opened his eyes and dissolved the ice pick with just a wave of his hand.
"Who's there?"
The monk with small eyes and pointed nose roared into the air in anger, and instantly locked his consciousness on a certain void.
Although the sky was still calm and clear, the dozen or so monks knew that there were other people in the sky after being alerted just now.
"Fellow Taoist above, I am Liu Tian, please help me get through this difficult time. I will thank you very much afterwards!" The round-robed monk seized this point and shouted hurriedly into the air.
"Hmph! If you are passing by, leave here as soon as possible, otherwise I will take down you too!" The tip of the little eye's nose glared at the man with some annoyance.
"It's not a bad tone for someone who's not very cultivated! Give me a blow with one step. If I just walk away without replying, it will look like I'm not that good."
The Feng Shenzhou, which was originally hidden by the clouds and mist, slowly appeared in everyone's eyes. Yang Chen opened his storage bag, and a golden giant sword flew out and hit the monk hard.
"Since you are so anxious to die, then we will deal with you first and then kill them!" The little-eyed monk's face sank, and he took out the long sword in his hand to compete with the giant sword.
Under the flash of sword light, the long sword at the tip of the small eye's nose was instantly cut into two pieces.
Strangely, instead of feeling shocked or angry, this person raised the corners of his mouth and let out a sneer.