Although compared to Shui Yunyao, Murong Xumu was inferior in terms of fame and strength, but Bai Linhu was not able to compete with him, so he did not hide anything at all, and even carefully reported Shui Yunyao's dealings.
After combing through it several times, even Shui Yunyao's young and impulsive words were expressed implicitly.
But the famous young cultivator in front of him didn't even blush slightly.
The icy air and the people in the field who were as solid as ice for thousands of years.
Bai Linhu's slightly bent back felt a long-lost feeling of fatigue.
After an unknown amount of time, Murong Xumu stood up and walked out, his figure as tall and straight as a cold and powerful fairy sword.
"Farewell to Mr. Murong."
Bai Linhu bent down and clasped his fists, saluting Murong Xumu who was walking with his back. A group of Baihua gang members echoed in unison, and then a pair of eyes pierced the perfect back.
Some people even feel a sense of honor when they meet an idol. After all, Murong Xumu is a talented person who looks at the entire cultivation world and is famous. He usually only exists in legends. If he meets him today, he will meet those who are just starting out in the future.
A young cultivator or a young man singing a tune in Baihua Restaurant are also worthy of enraptured conversation.
As Murong Xumu left, the big ice chair behind him burst out with fierce but invisible cold air, which slowly dissipated.
"Whether it was Shui Yunyao who betrayed Mr. Tian in a wild way, or he was using weird ghost ways. Even with his cultivation level, he could fail against a low-level casual cultivator, and she would only have a false reputation."
"Although I heard from the leader of the gang that the casual cultivator is quite handsome, it's in vain that she is usually so holy that I have to take a high look at her."
"I didn't expect it to be a coquettish bitch..."
"In the ranking battle of the cultivation world, Shui Yunyao was ranked much higher than me. This failure brings us to the current clue. Is there something special about the casual cultivator? I heard the gang leader said that the casual cultivator has an extremely obscene nickname.
Dare to give such a nickname, which proves that he is very confident, which may be related to Shui Yunyao's downfall..."
The Baihua Gang reception hall is built three stories high.
Murong Xumu walked slowly and calmly, calmly thinking about the clues he had at hand. He walked outside the door, but did not go downstairs. He just walked step by step through the air. With every step, there were ice lotuses blooming under his feet.
.
At this moment, many cultivators had gathered around the Baihua Gang station, and most of them had the intention of asking Bai Linhu for information about Shui Yunyao. At this moment, they were attracted by the figure in the air.
Looking up, I saw the light blue elegant clothes, the long hair dancing in the wind, and the colorful ice lotus in the sunlight.
"It's Mr. Xumu!"
There were screams, and many beautiful female cultivators cast their admiring glances.
There was even a nymphomaniac female cultivator whose face turned red, her eyes flashing with disbelief, she covered her mouth and tried her best not to scream.
Because according to rumors, Murong Xumu doesn't like noisy women.
It's like the unreal feeling of an idol you've admired for a long time appearing in front of you like this.
Murong Xumu grows lotuses step by step, soaring in the sky. His delicate and enchanting face actually gives people a sense of suffocation. There are female cultivators with extraordinary backgrounds or the daughters of gang leaders, or even sects who are unattainable in the world of cultivation.
The pride of heaven
Women who wanted to come forward to talk to him and form a relationship were frightened away by his cold temperament. After many hesitations, they could not help but feel ashamed and hesitated, wishing that they could transform into ice lotus in their humble form and be trampled under his feet.
His cold and deep eyes glanced downward, and the corner of Murong Xumu's lips curled up into a sneer.
"A bunch of vulgar fans."
Even this smile instantly blinded the eyes that were fixed on his face.
"Miss, miss..."
Panic calls rang out from the crowd. A female cultivator was overly excited and fainted.
Murong Xumu stood in the air, and the invisible cold air condensed instantly, turning into an ice crystal phoenix. He stood on the back of the ice phoenix with his hands folded, and in the colorful light of the sunlight penetrating through the ice crystals, he instantly turned into a phoenix on the horizon.
Beautiful dazzling spots of light.
Don't take away a single cloud.
Leaving behind a lingering look.
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When Xiaoyao woke up, it was when the sky turned white. Then, the first ray of sunlight in the morning pierced the fog in the forest and fell on Wang Chen's face. He was unconscious and still closed his eyes.
Practice.
"He is a cruel person."
Xiaoyao didn't even know when Wang Chen got up to practice.
Xiao Yao has learned many times about Wang Chen's almost crazy cultivation state. When he was under the deep cliff, although Xiao Yao didn't know that Wang Chen's cultivation had such a shortcut as swallowing spiritual power, Wang Chen almost spent most of his time every day.
The state of ascetic cultivation that she spent all her time practicing was enough to make her speechless.
Looking at Wang Chen's serious face, Xiaoyao stared blankly for a long time.
"I didn't expect this guy to be quite pleasing to the eye when he's serious." She thought secretly.
Just as she was thinking this, Wang Chen opened his eyes.
Xiaoyao was startled and looked away with a guilty conscience, pretending to look left and right.
However, Wang Chen didn't notice Xiaoyao peeking at him. He pointed his finger and the sharp green dagger suddenly levitated out.
While Xiao Yao was confused, as Wang Chen changed the magic formula in his hand, a group of extremely cold ice mist swirled around the side of the cyan dagger and condensed rapidly.
Under the sun, colorful ice dust danced, quickly condensing into a blue ice crystal stick amid the crackling sound.
Wang Chen seemed to be extremely satisfied with the results of his overnight practice, and said with some pride: "See, this is completely different from the Vajra Body, Shura Fist, low-end Taoist techniques and high-level techniques, Ice Soul Sword."
He specifically emphasized the Vajra Body because when Xiaoyao looked down upon him yesterday, he mentioned that he only knew basic techniques such as the Vajra Body. It seems that he didn't say it, but cared about it in his heart.
This method of touching corpses comes from Bai Qinglin's storage ring. It is one of the few true Taoist secrets besides the several sinister methods of this poisonous baby. It is an advancement of the basic method of Ice Sword.
The flying sword technique used by Bai Qinglin to attack Wang Chen that day was the Ice Sword. Wang Chen knew this basic sword technique, and had practiced it to the point of proficiency. Therefore, he had a very good foundation for practicing the more advanced Ice Soul Sword.
Strong, of course, this was also the reason why he decided to practice the Ice Soul Sword first.
After a night of enlightenment, he tried his luck and was indeed able to slightly condense the ice mist into ice crystals. Although the appearance was far different from that of the sword, it still made him overjoyed and somewhat proud.
Xiaoyao looked at the big ice pillar suspended in the air and said suspiciously: "Ice soul...sword?"
Wang Chen didn't answer, and while making the secret, he heard a puff, and the icicle suddenly sprayed out fierce cold air, instantly condensing a layer of ice crystals on the branches and leaves affected.
"This Ice Soul Sword has several variations. If I weren't extremely talented, I'm afraid it would take me some time to understand them."
"I just like the serious way you talk nonsense..." Xiao Yao felt that the Ice Soul Sword in front of him was more like a popsicle, and it looked quite delicious.
In the blink of an eye, the popsicle swept across Xiaoyao's translucent body with the whistling sound of wind.
Before Xiao Yao finished speaking, he was accidentally hit with a stick and said angrily: "Wang Chen! Loyalty is offensive to your ears!"
She wanted to say more, but she only heard a muffled explosion not far away, and there was actually the sound of fighting.
Wang Chen remained silent and slid down the tree silently.