Yang Jiong had a deep understanding of people's bad nature and said, "Take me to see that old man."
Murong Xiaoxin unsuccessfully complained to Yang Jiong and pestered Ruolan to capture Long Xi.
Following Wang Hao's instructions, Yang Jiong broke through the void and arrived at a quiet farmyard. An old man was lying on a long blue stone basking in the sun.
Yang Jiong glanced at it and was secretly surprised. He didn't detect the old man's cultivation level. His original teasing mood disappeared and he began to look at the old man carefully.
Even in his semi-saint realm, he couldn't detect the old man's cultivation. This old man was at least a true saint or above. If he met a crazy old man on the street, he would be a saint. Saints in the Pingtian holy realm would never be so cheap.
Yang Jiong secretly looked at the old man. His face was unshaven, and his dark hair covered most of his face. His eyes were scattered, and he looked crazy and didn't look artificial.
He tried to put his spiritual thoughts into the old man's Zifu, but failed several times. The old man's realm was indeed much higher than him.
Yang Jiong had perfect spiritual consciousness. When he looked at the old man, he felt nothing. But when he was about to stab Zi Mansion, he suddenly felt threatened. He was like a sleeping lion, staring at Yang Jiong fiercely.
Under the old man's momentum, Yang Jiong almost couldn't control his transformation. This momentum surpassed the Long Baiyuan he met, and was a bit more powerful than Amaterasu who once wreaked havoc in Qixia.
Yang Jiong concentrated on alert and slowly took a few steps back. He showed no subsequent signs of hostility. The old man's aura suddenly disappeared, and his eyes became distracted again.
This old man is not simple. Yang Jiong couldn't help but take a look at Wang Haogao. The three people who came out of Baishui Town all had opportunities. Murong Xiaoxin and Lu Dafu met Yang Jiong, Ruolan, and Wang Hao met this old man. .
Yang Jiong saluted the old man and said: "Senior, I am a disciple of the Holy Sword Sect. May I ask where your family is from? What are you doing in the Holy World of Pingtian?"
The old man ignored Yang Jiong's questions and began to bask in the sun with his eyes closed.
Each senior master has his own characteristics. Yang Jiong waited for a while, took out some top-grade immortal stones and handed them to Wang Hao: "Senior, my cultivation is so high that I no longer need the top-grade immortal stones. I will give these immortal stones to you for use!"
Wang Hao didn't believe it. Every time he gave the old man the best fairy stone, the old man accepted it. How could it be useless?
He approached the old man and whispered: "Senior, I have brought you a fairy stone."
The old man was familiar with his voice, and a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes. Wang Hao's immortal power held up a large pile of top-quality immortal stones. The old man glanced at it and brushed it with his hand, and the immortal stones disappeared.
The moment his eyes became clear, he spotted Yang Jiong, and panic flashed through his eyes for a moment. But then his eyes became distracted and his mind became confused again.
There is something wrong with this old man, and no clues can be found in a short period of time. Yang Jiong told Wang Hao
He shouted and prepared to go back to the Holy Sword Sect first.
Suddenly the space moved, and Ruolan, Xiaoxin, and Lu Dafu appeared in the courtyard carrying a man. The man was in the first stage of the Immortal King. Yang Jiong knew without asking that he must be Long Xi, the son of Long Baiyuan. Because he and Long Bai Yuan looks so much like him, as if carved out of a chess piece.
Long Xi was shocked and frightened, and shouted at Ruolan and the others: "You are so rude to me, my father will never spare you when he comes back."
Lu Dafu slapped him on the face and said: "You are very courageous. You dare to attack my junior wife. If you don't deal with you today, I will be sorry for my junior wife. No matter how powerful your father is, he will have to come back to talk about it." Then he slapped me again.
Long Xi looked at Lu Dafu with vicious eyes. At the level of Immortal King, he was slapped in the face by a Golden Immortal, which was more uncomfortable than killing him. Unfortunately, his Zifu was sealed by Ruolan, so he could only kill people with his eyes.
How could Wang Hao miss such an opportunity? He rushed over and punched and kicked Long Xi. While beating him, he shouted: "When you hit me, did you ever think that this day would happen? Haha, your Zi Mansion is sealed, Immortal
I can’t use my strength and spiritual power, how can you repair the injury?”
How could Jinxian hurt the Immortal King? After Wang Hao was angry for a while, Long Xi glared at him fiercely and lowered his head.
Ruolan said: "Husband, Long Xi has a bad character. With Long Baiyuan's support, he bullies men and dominates women in the Holy Sword Sect. Such a person cannot be allowed to stay."
Yang Jiong said: "He has bad morals, but he is not a vicious person. I think it will be enough to destroy his cultivation. There is no need to kill him." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Long Xi had no life left.
Yang Jiong was startled, and his spiritual sense reached Long Xizi's mansion. His fairy baby had been broken into small pieces and was too dead to die.
The only person here who can kill Long Xi is Ruo Lan. Yang Jiong sighed slightly, and his kind-hearted daughter-in-law also began to kill decisively.
Ruolan said anxiously: "Husband, I didn't kill him, it wasn't me."
Yang Jiong suddenly turned around and looked at the crazy old man. The old man didn't seem strange, he was still basking in the sun with his eyes closed.
Yang Jiongruo smiled and said: "I can't tell that senior hates evil, but his crime is not fatal. Senior has gone too far."
The old man suddenly turned over and sat up. There was pain, confusion, confusion and a hint of clarity in his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly his eyes lost focus and he fell backwards.
Ruolan ran up to the old man in a few steps, took a closer look, and exclaimed: "Sect Master!"
Among the people present, only Ruolan had met An Pingtian in person. The others had at most paid homage to An Pingtian's portrait during sect ceremonies or gatherings. The portrait was very different from the person himself, not to mention that An Pingtian had long hair covering his face at this time and was unkempt.
, crazy.
This crazy old man was the leader of the Holy Sword Sect. After Yang Jiong confirmed it to Ruolan, he asked Lu Dafu and Wang Hao to stay outside. Then he helped An Pingtian up and began to observe his situation carefully.
He fought with Gabriel and was attacked by Long Baiyuan. When he was seriously injured, he managed to escape and returned to the Holy World of Pingtian.
An Pingtian is so crazy, it is very likely that the Holy Infant will be damaged. The saint's physical injuries can be quickly recovered with essence, but the Holy Infant's injuries are extremely difficult to heal.
A human seed fruit appeared in Yang Jiong's hand and came close to An Pingtian's eyebrows. As if a child smelled his favorite candy, An Pingtian opened his eyes and glanced at Yang Jiong and Ruolan in confusion.
The first human race fruit entered Anping Tianzi Mansion, then the second, the third, the fourth...
When Yang Jiong took out the Human Seed Fruit again, An Pingtian suddenly stretched out his hand to block him and said: "It's almost done. Thank you young man. Although your Human Seed Fruit is low-level, it is also a good medicine for treating the Holy Infant. It cannot be wasted.
.My Holy Infant's injuries have been healed to some extent, and the remaining parts can only be cultivated slowly."
"Senior, is An Pingtian, the leader of the Holy Sword Sect?"
"It's me."
An Pingtian glanced at Yang Jiong and Ruolan and said: "I went to Nuwa Holy King Realm to ask for the human race fruit for you, but you miraculously recovered. When I left, Pingtian Holy Realm was almost turned upside down.
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"Senior worked tirelessly for me, Yang Jiong thanked him."
Yang Jiong bowed to An Pingtian. If he hadn't asked someone to plant fruit for himself, he wouldn't have suffered such a disaster.
Anping Tiandao: "This is all fate, and this calamity is inevitable. Do you know what the situation is like in the Holy Sword Sect? Is Long Baiyuan still in the Holy Sword Sect?"
Murong Xiaoxin asked: "Sect Master, you have been back to the Pingtian Holy Realm for more than a thousand years, don't you know the situation of the Holy Sword Sect?"
Anping Tiandao: "I fought with Gabriel, and Long Baiyuan suddenly made a sneak attack. When I was seriously injured, I tried my best to escape, but the Holy Infant had already damaged my foundation. After taking the human seed fruit given by Holy King Nuwa, I finally kept my cultivation level.
Go backwards, and then return to the holy world of Pingtian in a daze."
An Pingtian pointed at Wang Hao in the distance and said: "That child was kind-hearted and took me in when I was going crazy. I was so injured that I didn't even know what I was doing. For more than a thousand years, I was in a coma.
There is no way to inquire about the situation of the Holy Sword Sect."
Ruolan recounted the situation of the Holy Sword Sect, and when it came to Long Baiyuan's promotion to the Great Sage. An Pingtian stood up and said: "He hid so deeply! He actually advanced to the Great Sage. It's a pity that he was promoted a step too late.
If he had been promoted to the Great Sage earlier and joined forces with Gabriel, there would have been no possibility for me to come back."
Ruolan also said that Li Chengtian and An Qi were attacked by Long Baiyuan, and their whereabouts were unknown.
An Pingtian said: "Long Baiyuan is determined to give up! He won't feel at ease even if he doesn't find me for a day. While he is following you, he also wants to find me again."
After a while, An Pingtian called Lu Dafu and Wang Hao and said: "Long Baiyuan calls himself the deputy master of the Holy Sword Sect. How long has it been since he appeared?"