Chapter seven hundred and seventieth clear identity
"In ten days?" Master Mammoth glanced at Chen Taizhong and nodded, "Okay."
The next moment, he disappeared into the vast snow and wind, as if such a person had never been here before.
"My blood marrow pills," Chunliang's hoof struck Chen Taizhong hard on the shoulder.
Chen Taizhong woke up from his thoughts, glanced sideways at it, leaned down and patted the unconscious Xiong Xiu, "Wake up, we have to go on our way..."
That night, the two walked out of the Xixue Plateau, said goodbye to Xiong Xiu, and headed straight ahead.
Naturally, there were people blocking such an arrogant journey. However, because we were traveling during the day, not long after we walked, someone came directly from a distance. When they were still far away, they shouted, "Stop, does anyone have a pass?"
What he asked about was the government's pass token, which is issued during wartime. Various combat forces are counted to the maximum extent for unified deployment. Those who travel without the token will be in trouble.
Chen Taizhong chuckled lightly and showed a token, "Is it enough for the Zhenyi Sect pass token?"
The visitor saw that his token was wrong and was about to pursue it when he suddenly heard that it was a sect token or one issued by Zhenyi Sect. He was stunned for a moment, then he handed it over and said, "Wait a moment, let me check it."
This person is a first-level immortal, but he has never seen such a token.
This didn't bother him. He took out a jade slip from his storage bag, glanced at the icon on it, and compared it with the token from a distance.
Generally speaking, it seems to be correct. I believe that few people have the courage to forge the pass token of Zhenyi Sect in Western Xinjiang. However, he still asked aloud, "I would like to ask, who do you dare to ask?"
"Loose Cultivator of the Earth Realm. Chen Taizhong!" Chen Taizhong waved his hand, put away the token, and fired it away.
"Rogue cultivator in the earth world?" This guy frowned and thought about it, his eyes widened suddenly, and he took a deep breath, "I'll go, Wrath of the Loose Cultivator? Why did this guy come to the Western Border?"
He did not doubt that the other party's words were false. The reason was very simple. Who would pretend to be Chen Taizhong except a mentally ill cultivator? There would be no benefits, and the consequences might be serious.
And now that the plane war is intensifying, Chen Taizhong wants to clear his identity, so this is the best opportunity.
"How did the Zhenyi Sect snare this person?" This person was a little puzzled. Anyway, he had to report this kind of thing to his superiors. Maybe he should contact his superiors, explain the situation again, and then ask curiously, "Do you want to
Intercept him?"
The war is about to begin, and a powerful fighter like Chen Taizhong is the target of both the government and the sect. If the other party does not have the token of the Zhenyi Sect on his body. If he learns the identity of the other party, he will definitely notify the high-level cultivators as soon as possible to "persuade."
"Yes.
Of course, persuasion in the Fenghuang world does not just rely on words, but often relies on fists, which is more effective.
In fact, even now, it may not be too late for the government to take action.
"Tell me about the circumstances of the encounter," he said, a little undecided.
After he told the whole story, the relevant situation was also found out, "Well. This Chen Taizhong... had contact with Dong Yiming. Since he still has Dong Yiming's white pig pet on his shoulder, he probably took it.
I got Dong Yiming’s token, forget it, the war is about to begin, it’s not advisable to make too many enemies.”
Chen Taizhong used his original appearance to break into Western Xinjiang with this idea. Not only did he want to obtain a pardon in an upright manner, but he also wanted to use Dong Yiming's name and the fictitious "Dong Family" behind him to frighten some people.
Someone who may have bad intentions.
Anyway, it is not appropriate for Dong Yiming to show up now. This person has a lot of Nine Yang Stone resources, and has been noticed by the three sects. If he returns to the Haoran Sect as a Dongshangren, he may be in more trouble.
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He used his original appearance and swaggered all the way towards the Haoran faction. At first, some people came forward to intercept and question him, but after two days of walking, no one came forward anymore.
It was already clear where he was going, which was to go to the former Lan Xiang and the current Haoran Sect. If they knew the direction in which he was heading straight, who would be brave enough to stop him?
Wrath of Sanxiu's reputation in Western Xinjiang is average, he is a rumored figure, and he is relatively far away, but Dongyi Ming is not someone to be trifled with.
On this day, he finally arrived at the Haoran Sect. Unexpectedly, before he entered the gate of the clan, he found that the spiritual energy inside was fluctuating violently, and there was also the faint sound of fighting.
Chen Taizhong frowned suddenly and looked coldly at the disciple guarding the Zongcheng Mountain Gate, "What happened?"
When the two disciples saw another strange immortal, their expressions immediately became extremely ugly. However, one disciple with sharp eyes saw the little white pig at a glance and hurriedly handed over his hand, "I dare to ask this master, but the master from the east is the best."
friend?"
"That's right," Chen Taizhong shook his hand and threw out the Zhenyi Sect's pass token, "With this...can I enter your mountain gate?"
"Please come in," the two disciples replied in unison. One of them hesitated and said, "Master, there is someone in our Haoran sect who is acting arrogantly. Can you please inform Master Dong to come as soon as possible?"
"Hey, I want to see who is tired of living!" Chen Taizhong sneered, raised his hand to recall the pass, and flew in directly.
"Hey," the gatekeeper disciple hesitated and wanted to stop him, but the other party was already far away. The corner of his mouth twitched, "Hey, you can at least leave a sign..."
The original Lanxiang Mountain Gate has now been renovated. The two door pillars are carved from a single piece of jade crystal. There is a huge plaque on it with the word "righteousness" written in thick and simple fonts.
Next to the two door pillars are two small doors. One side of the small door is next to the door pillars, and the other side is next to two huge rocks. There are two characters carved on the rocks, "Hao" on the right and "Ran" on the left.
It is the name of Haoran.
More than 500 meters after the plaque, there is a second doorpost with a larger plaque above it, with the words "Haoran Sect" written clearly on it.
At this moment, outside the gate of Haoran Sect, Yan Xiaomeng was holding a long sword and fighting with a sixth-level immortal.
Tianxian was dressed in Zhenyi Sect clothes, with a shield formed by a string of jade rings in front of him, firmly protecting him, and above his head, there was a large seal that struck at Yan Xiaomeng from time to time.
These two items are both mid-level treasures and are of extremely high quality. This person is also able to deal with Shangyan Xiaomeng with ease.
In particular, this person's spiritual thoughts were extremely powerful, and he would attack Yan Xiaomeng from time to time. Although it could not play a decisive role, it was enough to disturb the enemy.
There was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, like a cat and mouse.
Lan Xiang's other five masters, including guest Qing Hua Jiezhu, were all at the mountain gate, all of them looking livid, but they were facing five people from the Zhenyi Sect.
Among these five people, there are three heavenly immortals, one each from junior high school and high level, and there are also two jade immortals, one is Li Shengtan whom Chen Taizhong has met, and the other is a fifth-level real person, but he is very handsome.
Yan Xiaomeng couldn't attack for a long time, and the opponent's big seal came. Although she also had a defensive green umbrella, she could resist it, but the opponent's spiritual harassment was really annoying. After two more attacks, she
In anger, a green air came out of his head.
This is Qi Cultivation's "Blue Qi Burning Sky", which is extremely effective in breaking away filth and illusions. Because it burns essence, it also has the effect of improving combat effectiveness. She is going to put all her efforts into it.
"Are you trying your best?" The mid-level immortal chuckled lightly, raised his hand in a leisurely manner, pressed it to the center of his eyebrows, and then pointed outward, and a bright yellow bell came out from the center of his eyebrows.
The bell instantly became more than half a meter high. It swayed in the air and heard a strange sound. After hearing it, many people felt as if they were drunk and their minds were a little confused.
The bystanders still felt this way, and one can imagine how Yan Xiaomeng, who was directly fighting with him, felt.
However, Yan Shangren is indeed a rising star of the Haoran sect. Even if her mind is a little confused, she cuts off a wisp of green energy on the top of her head without hesitation, and at the same time, she throws out a soul-binding rope and wraps it around the opponent.
This soul-binding rope is also a mid-level treasure. It was obtained from Yue Gufang and was given to her by Chen Taizhong.
The sneer on the corner of the middle-level immortal's mouth became more and more obvious. He rang the bell again, and the soul-binding rope stagnated slightly. Taking this opportunity, he had already moved away.
Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaomeng's sword strike caused Yuhuan to tremble, and then... at this critical moment, the long sword in her hand shattered!
The middle-level immortal's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "You are seeking death, how dare you hurt my treasured weapon, and take my Mountain-Suppressing Seal!"
The big mark on his head was smashed down hard.
Yan Xiaomeng was taking out the second long sword, and at the same time tried his best to activate the green umbrella above his head, trying to prevent this sword, but to his surprise, the mid-level immortal came with another spiritual attack.
Nan Wangliu saw this and stepped forward to grab it, "Your Excellency has many treasures. Our Haoran sect..."
"Back off!" The high-ranking immortal from Zhenyi Sect saw this and shouted sharply. It turned out to be the magical power of Yin Gong!
There are always some amazingly talented and beautiful people who can use magical powers at the stage of being immortals.
Nan Wangliu groaned and flew backwards more than ten feet.
At this moment, the big seal of the middle-level heavenly immortal had hit the green umbrella hard. Yan Xiaomeng's body was shaken and his face turned pale.
This man was not a forgiving person. The bell rang again and the big seal was struck again.
Yan Xiaomeng withstood the blow forcefully again. Although her body was still upright, her face became paler.
"Go to hell!" She finally pulled out her long knife and didn't care about attacking the jade ring. Instead, she slashed hard at the big seal that was attacking again.
There was a loud "bang", and she took the blow forcefully, but at this time, she couldn't hold it in any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The big seal also shot back, and a flash of green energy flashed across the face of the mid-level immortal. Obviously, he didn't feel comfortable with this head-on confrontation, but he still sneered, "Yan Xiaomeng, do you want to admit defeat?
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"You'll lose if you admit it!" Yan Xiaomeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "You have many treasures. I admit it. What bastard said that you would push your cultivation level to the level of a first-level immortal to fight with me?"
"Since he is said to be righteous and awe-inspiring, why can't he afford to lose?" Li Shengtan, a junior master, sneered, "Master Nephew Feng has obviously suppressed his cultivation level to the junior immortal, is it possible that he should be pushed to the high level spiritual immortal?
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(The third update is here, calling for monthly recommended tickets.) (To be continued)