When all the young disciples were excited by the excitement, the white-haired old man frowned slightly and turned to look to the side.
Luo Guan stood down, cupped his hands and said, "Greetings to my senior, I overheard what you said about the Qingxiao Sword Sect. I wonder if I can shed some light on it."
The white-haired old man looked up and down, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a smile appeared on his face, "My friend, I'm serious. Things about the Qingxiao Sword Sect are not secrets in the Southern Territory. Whatever you want to know, just say it. I will tell the truth about what I know. "
The disciples behind him looked surprised. They looked at Luo Guan carefully and didn't notice anything unusual... Why is this elder so easy to talk to?
Luo Guan smiled and cupped his hands, "Thank you, senior!" He paused briefly and said, "You said before that the great change of Qingxiao Sword Sect occurred five hundred years ago?"
"That's right." The white-haired old man nodded, "We all know this."
Luo Guan nodded. The reason why he confirmed this was because the clue he got about the second fragment of the Emperor Sword in the Qingxiao Sword Sect came from the memory of Taoist Xuanyi. But how could he do it with just a fake elixir? Any memories from five hundred years ago? It seems that there is a big secret hidden in the name "Yao Xin"!
Thinking quickly, Luo Guan continued: "Senior said that only the Twelve Heavenly Gates and the descendants of the four blood clans of the Holy City can enter this place, but this place is undefended..." He only said half of what he said, but his meaning was clear enough.
The white-haired old man smiled bitterly, "There is indeed no defense here, but I am wrong." He raised his hand and pointed, "According to rumors, this seal is based on the Qingxiao Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation, and was created by the Holy Spirit. The strong men of Du and the Twelve Heavenly Sects jointly set it up, and they have the ability to identify themselves. Once people who are not the above belong to them get close, they will be sealed and suppressed, and its power is unbearable even by the strong Nascent Soul!"
Luo Guan felt slightly trembling, "I see. No wonder the senior wants his disciples to join the Twelve Heavens Clan... This junior has just entered the world and is not very clear about many things. Some information about the four tribes of the Holy City and the Twelve Heavens Clan, I wonder if senior can give me some advice?"
"It can't be said that I can teach you. What I know is only some superficial information." The white-haired old man turned over his hands and took out a jade slip. "The things recorded in this object should be able to meet the needs of the little friend. If there is any If you are not sure, you can ask me again."
After thanking him, Luo Guan took the jade slip and read it quickly.
As expected, it is very superficial. There is only a brief introduction to the four tribes of the Holy City and the Twelve Heavenly Gates, and the key points are all vague.
For example, the four tribes in the Holy City were introduced to have Nascent Soul Shangjing sitting in charge, but other than that, there were no other clans.
But Luo Guan still found what he wanted - the Ji family, one of the four families in the Holy City. The family bloodline has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It is one of the oldest and most prominent families in Tianyun Continent. There are many people in the family. The powerful Nascent Soul has unfathomable strength!
If nothing unexpected happens, this is the deep pit that Taoist Xuanyi dug for Luo Guan before he died.
Digital Nascent Soul...
Luo Guan sighed secretly. Now that he faced a third-level golden elixir, he had to work hard to get out. He had no chance of winning head-on, let alone the terrifying Nascent Soul.
But fortunately, the young man's mind was extremely calm, and he quickly suppressed his emotions and returned the jade slip to the white-haired old man. "The last question, when and where will the selection of the twelve heavenly disciples be held?"
The white-haired old man said: "In three days' time, eight hundred miles south of here, there will be Longmen Mountain, where the selection competition for the current genius will be held."
Luo Guan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for clarifying my doubts..."
At this moment, he suddenly felt some movement, and suddenly turned around to look at the ancestral court of the Qingxiao Sword Sect. A few breaths later, the fog surged crazily, and "rumbling" endless thunder exploded. The violent thunder light stained with blood actually gathered in They intertwined together to form a huge thunder gate.
Several figures walked out of it, each with a majestic appearance, exuding an astonishing aura in every gesture, obviously having extraordinary cultivation.
Suddenly, a murmur sounded in Luo Guan's mind, strange and chaotic, with the terrifying power to confuse people's hearts.
For a moment, Luo Guan felt as if he was standing on the edge of an abyss. If he took one step forward, he would be dragged into it, and there would be no recovery! He wanted to struggle to escape, but he couldn't control himself at all. An extremely strong sense of crisis filled his mind.
"Hmph!" Xuangui snorted heavily and pulled Luo Guan out of this state. "Stop talking and get out of here first!"
Apparently, it sensed something.
Luo Guan felt awe-struck, handed over his hands to the white-haired old man, turned around and left.
And the moment Luo Guan left, through the gate formed by the intersection of thunder and light, and leaving the ancestral court of the Qingxiao Sword Sect, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Then I saw the heavy fog around me, shaking violently at this moment, as if an invisible hand was inserted, stirring wildly and making a loud noise. Countless thunders exploded, and there was a lot of blood in them, with a terrifying and destructive aura, and the "rumbling" roar swept across.
Raimon suddenly began to tremble, showing signs of instability, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.
"No, the evil spirits are attacking the seal, let's go quickly!" The faces of several people changed drastically, and they rushed out of it at a faster speed. The next moment, the thunder gate shattered, and this scene made the faces of several people look even more ugly. Just when they took out their identity cards and prepared to deliver the news to the sect, the violently shaking and tumbling seal formation gradually returned to silence.
After a moment of hesitation, they put away their ID badges and said, "It seems like it was just an accident. You and I just happened to meet each other. There shouldn't be any problems."
"It should be like this. If the seal is really attacked by evil spirits, the twelve heavenly gates will sense it."
"Let's go, we have gained a lot this time. If we stay in seclusion for a while, we can try to go further."
While speaking, several monks showed excitement on their faces, glanced at the white-haired old man and others in the distance, turned around and roared away.
"let's go!"
The white-haired old man roared, flicked his sleeves and released a large flying sword, carrying everyone on his back and heading straight to the other direction. Seeing his frown and serious look on his face, all the disciples were worried about what was going on and kept silent.
After flying far away, everything was calm, and the white-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief. He led everyone to the ground and said in a deep voice: "What happened just now must not be mentioned to anyone. Did you hear that?"
"Yes, Elder!" The disciples responded solemnly, but they were obviously very puzzled.
Someone whispered: "Elder, what happened? Could it be that there was something wrong with that kid just now?"
The white-haired old man took a deep breath and said, "Shut up and be polite when going out? What the hell, kid, remember that trouble comes from your mouth!"
He scanned the crowd, "Don't look at the little friend just now. He only showed his aura at the Qi Refining stage, but I am born with a keen sense of perception, and I felt a very strong evil aura from him... This little friend has killed someone recently, so he should be A golden elixir realm!"
Wow——
Everyone was in an uproar, and when Luo Guan's figure was heard again, his face was full of disbelief, and he showed deep awe.
After scanning the crowd, the white-haired old man sighed in his heart. He also had a suspicion, which he did not say out loud -
After Luo Guan left suddenly, the Qingxiao Sword Sect's ancestral court seal was in violent turmoil. Is there any connection between them?
If this is true, the identity and origin of this little friend are really unimaginable!
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