Five days later, under the effect of Snow Lotus, Yue Xiang'er's injuries were almost healed. There was no room for people in this nearby city, because in the past few days, people from the Dragon Slaying Palace had come to the door, hunting down Fang Yun.
They are all masters, and none of them are good. It seems that Dragon Slayer Palace is determined to kill him.
The nearest portal was about two thousand kilometers to the north. The three of them disguised themselves and left Liaocheng. If they wanted to reach the station as quickly as possible, they had to pass through two mountains and go all the way north. In the end, they didn't.
He was able to evade the enemy's eyes and encountered several waves of attacks along the way, but fortunately, there were no dangers.
The three of them ran as fast as they could, not daring to stop at all. It wasn't until the next day that they reached their destination, the teleportation station.
Each person had to pay at least 30,000 gold coins for the fee to go to the Southern Territory. After paying the gold coins, Fang Yun and the others set foot on the teleportation array. The structure of this teleportation array was very strange. There was a high platform on top, and on the high platform was a pattern of a six-pointed star.
, and the person who activated the teleportation array is a strong man, a strong man who completely surpasses those in the air control realm.
The six-pointed star array burst out with a strong light. Fang Yun felt his eyes blur, and then he felt a strange space fluctuation. He knew that this was space energy. They were in the middle of a space teleportation, and he was secretly amazed in his heart.
Soon, Fang Yun and the others arrived at the Yongzhou area. After leaving the inn, Murong Yue stretched out his body and said, "You two, why don't you come to my house and sit down?"
Fang Yun thought for a moment and then said: "Do you know where Du Mansion is?"
"Du Mansion? Du Mansion, one of the eight major families in the Southern Territory?" Murong Yue was slightly startled, and soon understood what Fang Yun meant, and said: "You are looking for Brother Du? If you want to go to Du Mansion, it is not far from here.
I'm afraid it will take some time, but it's exactly the direction to my home."
"Oh? Well, let's go to your house first and then look for Brother Du!" Fang Yun said with a smile.
The little monkey squawked, and Yue Xiang'er pinched its ears, "Little guy, are you hungry again, you glutton!"
"Okay, let's set off now. I'm hungry too. How about finding an inn to eat something?" Fang Yun patted his stomach. Although cultivators can use their Yuan power to quench thirst and reduce hunger, they haven't tasted meat for so long.
, I became a little greedy when I poured it down.
Under the guidance of Murong Yue, the three of them came to a nearby city. This city was not big and not as prosperous as Liaocheng. Maybe it was because of its relatively remote location.
Three people and one monkey entered an inn and sat in a corner by the window. The view outside the window opened up. Below was a small square. There were many people coming and going in the square. However, what caught Fang Yun's attention was that there was something in the center of the square.
A figure sits cross-legged, carrying a wooden armor on his back, with six long swords inserted into the armor. He seems to be meditating with his eyes closed.
Fang Yun didn't pay much attention to this person. He ordered some wine and food and ate slowly.
"Murong, are the Eight Great Families the most powerful families in the Southern Territory?" Fang Yun asked calmly while sipping a glass of wine.
Murong Yue chewed the food, rolled her eyes and replied: "That's right. After all, these eight major families are the oldest ones in the Southern Territory. That's what they say, but compared to them, families with the same background are also
No more counting.”
"Oh?" Fang Yun put down his wine glass, looked at Murong Yue with interest, and motioned for him to continue.
"These eight major families all come from different regions and dominate one area. They are called the eight major families just because they are the most powerful families in the same area. However, these eight major families do not seem to have much contact with each other."
Fang Yun nodded slightly and began to think thoughtfully. Yue Xiang'er asked curiously while feeding the little monkey fruit: "Murong, where is your home? Is it within the Du family's sphere of influence?"
Murong Yue scratched his head, "My family...my family lives in a mountainous area. It's still a long way from the Du Mansion in the south."
The three of them were eating and chatting. The little monkey sat on the table and finished the fruit he just bought in one go. What’s even more interesting is that the little guy actually snatched Yue Xiang’er’s wine glass and drank it until he was dizzy.
Huhu, it made everyone laugh.
"By the way, it's time to give this little guy a name." Fang Yun said while teasing the little monkey.
"Name? Yes, why didn't I think of it?" Yue Xiang'er suddenly realized it, then pouted and thought: "What name should I choose?"
"Call it Little Dudu? It doesn't sound nice... Then call it Niuniu? No, he is a male..."
Seeing that Yue Xiang'er was worrying about what to name the little monkey, Murong Yue said, "I can think of a name that sounds good and fits the identity of the little monkey."
"Oh? Then tell me quickly, what's the name?" Yue Xiang'er raised his eyebrows and asked enthusiastically.
"It's been quacking all day long. How about we call it Reddy's quacking? How about it? It's pretty cool, right?"
puff!
The wine that Fang Yun just drank in his mouth spurted out without warning, and he glared at Murong with an intriguing look.
The little monkey also protested after hearing this, and threw the unfinished fruit in his hand at Murong Quercus, but he caught it with one hand.
"Humph, you see, the little monkeys are disgusted by your name." Yue Xiang'er laughed angrily.
"I'm still angry!" Murong Yue said coldly, rubbed the fruit and took a bite.
Yue Xiang'er thought for a while, then seemed to remember something, and blurted out, "Baboon! That's right, let's call it Baboon." Yue Xiang'er smiled and nodded, obviously satisfied with the name. The little monkey was fine too.
Opinion, nodded repeatedly.
"Well, it's not bad, but we have to give it a full name, right?" Fang Yun nodded and thought, "Why don't we call it Sun Dasheng? How about it? This name has a lot of history in our world."
"Great Sage?" Murong Yue was slightly startled, obviously shocked by the name, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a domineering name!"
"It sounds nice, then let's call it Sun Dasheng, haha... Dasheng, you will be called Sun Dasheng from now on." Yue Xiang'er was very happy, and the little monkey was jumping up and down, obviously very satisfied with this name.
However, just as they were about to leave, the sky suddenly darkened, as if it was the prelude to a storm. It was dark and filled with a great depressing atmosphere.
"It looks like it's going to rain!" Murong Yue said with a grin.
As the sky changed, the number of people in the square gradually became fewer and fewer. Fang Yun turned around and saw that the young man was still sitting there, motionless.
Only then did Yue Xiang'er notice the person and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Huh? That person is so strange."
Suddenly, Fang Yun's eyes froze slightly, and when he looked up, he saw a dozen figures suddenly appearing in the distant sky, seeming to be rushing here at a very fast speed.
At this time, Murong Yue and Yue Xiang'er also noticed this scene. It was raining heavily at this moment, and the young man was like an old monk in meditation, motionless.
Within a few seconds, the dozen or so figures came with their swords in hand. They floated above the man, led by a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe.
"Ling Tian! You are so courageous that you actually colluded with foreign enemies to steal the treasure of the town sect. What crime do you deserve!" The middle-aged man looked coldly at the young man below and shouted in a deep voice.
At this time, the man slowly opened his eyes and said in a calm voice: "You are willing to do anything to achieve your goal. I need an explanation for Jing'er's death!"
Hearing the word "Jing'er", the middle-aged man struggled slightly in his eyes, and immediately advised: "Jing'er's death was completely unexpected. We are also very sad that such a thing happened. Ling Tian, you can
Don’t make the same mistake again and again. Come back to the Holy Sword Sect with me, maybe you can get a lighter sentence!”
"I have severed all ties with the Holy Sword Sect. I killed Elder Li Chong and stole the Six Injury Sword. You will not let me go easily. Elder Lin, I advise you not to stop me. Since I can kill
Elder Li can also kill you, you should know the power of the Six Injury Sword, right?" Ling Tian said calmly, his tone calm.
Looking at the Six Injury Sword behind Ling Tian, the middle-aged man's eyes twitched slightly, and then said: "You are wrong, the Sect Master will not pursue you for killing Elder Li. You must know that you are a genius that has been rare in the sect for thousands of years. Sect Master
I don’t want to see such a good seedling go astray.”
"It is precisely because of the sect's teachings to me for so many years that I did not kill you. You go, I will not go back." Ling Tian said coldly with a complicated look in his eyes.
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and said: "Okay! As long as you return the Six Injury Sword, whether you want to stay or leave, we won't stop you!"
After hearing these words, Ling Tian laughed, with a touch of sadness in his laughter. He took off the box on his back and gently stroked the six strange swords.
"I will not return the Six Injury Sword. You should leave. Don't force me!"
"You..." Elder Lin was so angry that he couldn't speak, his chest heaved violently, and he pointed at Ling Tian and said: "Are you sure you want to be the enemy of the entire sect? Even if you have the Six-Injury Sword in your hand, do you think you can fight the Holy Sword?
Does the sect resist?"
Ling Tian didn't respond, his expression was a little sad, and he gently stroked the box.
Seeing Ling Tian's resolute attitude, Elder Lin took a deep breath and then said slowly: "Set up the formation! Take this man!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen disciples formed a circle around Ling Tian in the center. The sharp swords were unsheathed, and the cold light flashed. Suddenly, extremely sharp sword energy shot into the sky, as if it could strangle everything, forming a large killing array.
, and attacked Lingtian respectively.
At this time, Ling Tian's originally slightly sad expression suddenly brightened up, and his eyes became as cold as a blade. His whole temperament was completely different from the one just now. Seeing the terrifying sword energy coming one after another, Ling Tian casually placed it in the box.
A long sword is drawn on it.
Buzz!
A harsh buzzing sound sounded, the sword was unsheathed, the light shone, and the terrifying sword energy vibrated, instantly drowning the incoming attack. Ling Tian still sat cross-legged on the ground motionless, but the sword in the air passed through like a comet.
, fighting against them like a psychic, with an extremely terrifying momentum.
The power of the Six-Injury Sword was so terrifying. Before the sword could reach them, the sharp and terrifying sword energy hit them all with bruises. More than a dozen long swords instantly turned into powder, and they all flew backwards.
"They are innocent. Don't let them kill you anymore. You have to do it yourself!" Ling Tian was already very kind to his fellow disciples. He only used a sword energy to injure them. If he wanted to kill someone, they would probably have already done it.
It's a dead person.
"Ling Tian, if you persist in your stubbornness, you will regret it sooner or later!" Elder Lin did not take action, and was afraid of the sword suspended in the air.
Ling Tian stood up, put the box on his back again and turned around to leave. With his back turned, he said coldly: "It would be regretful if I didn't seek revenge against those bastards!"
Looking at the thin figure walking in the rain, Elder Lin's eyes were full of complex expressions, he sighed heavily and left.
The sword returned to the box. Ling Tian did not answer and silently disappeared in front of them.
"That's amazing! Who is that person? The box on his back seems terrifying." Yue Xiang'er said in shock.
Fang Yun looked at Murong Yue and asked, "Is the Holy Sword Sect very powerful in Yongzhou?"
Murong Yue nodded slightly, "If I guessed correctly, that person should be the first disciple of the Holy Sword Sect. According to legend, this person has a talent that is rare to see in a thousand years. The box on his back should be the Holy Sword.
The sect’s treasure of suppressing the sect, the Six Injury Sword.”
Fang Yun stared at the direction the man left, and began to think thoughtfully. The first impression this man gave Fang Yun was indeed not simple, at least much better than Meng Yang.
"By the way, who is the Jing'er I heard them talking about just now? He seems to care very much." Yue Xiang'er asked curiously.
Murong Yue thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't know, I've never heard of such a person."
After watching the play, the three of them did not leave. After all, it was raining heavily and it was not convenient to move now. It was just right to stay here for one night and have a good rest before going on the road. (To be continued)