"Sister."
"It'll be easier if you help me."
"If you don't have time, go find your senior brother."
"Senior brother won't."
"Haha, I asked you to follow me two days ago, but you were unwilling to do so and insisted on following your senior brother. Now it's too late to beg me."
"Kind and beautiful Senior Sister, aren't I forced by circumstances? Senior Brother is the Holy Son of our Tianhun Sect, and his status is so high. If I turned around and followed Senior Sister, with his character, he would definitely wear small shoes for me every day. I would be offended. I'm sorry, she's nothing like Senior Sister, she's a big-hearted person and never holds grudges, this is something everyone in our Tianhun Sect knows."
"Is this really what is said in the sect?"
"Really, senior sister, if you don't believe it, you can just ask anyone."
"Okay, leave your disguise to me."
"Thank you, senior sister!"
Half an hour later, Li Ziye walked out of An Chenchen's residence. His appearance had changed slightly, and there were two more scars on his face, making him look a little sinister.
"In the first month, all flowers bloom, and in the waves, there are waves..."
On the way to the competition arena, Li Ziye was humming a tune as he walked, and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Little junior brother."
At this time, Xiang Yunfei walked quickly. Seeing the former's strength, he recognized his identity and said, "Come on, follow me to pick up someone."
"Who is it?"
Li Ziye asked curiously.
"White Tiger Saint, Luoyang." Xiang Yunfei responded.
"White Tiger? Saint?"
Li Ziye, who was simple-minded, immediately went astray.
"What are you thinking about? Come on."
Xiang Yunfei turned around and urged.
"okay."
Li Ziye came to his senses and followed quickly.
"Senior brother, how did you recognize me?"
On the way, Li Ziye asked curiously.
"Junior brother's behavior is second to none in the entire Tianhun Sect. It's easy to recognize." Xiang Yunfei responded casually.
"Have it?"
Li Ziye looked at himself and felt that he was very low-key.
"Senior brother, is the White Tiger Saint powerful?"
After walking a few steps, Li Ziye kept asking like a curious baby.
"sharp."
Xiang Yunfei responded, "The saint sons and saint girls of the above four sects are all geniuses who have access to more than seven meridians. It is said that the White Tiger Saint, like Huo Lin'er, is born with all eight meridians and is extremely talented in martial arts. "
"There are so many geniuses as there are dogs."
Li Ziye sighed, but if you look carefully, it's normal. Nanling is so big, it's not surprising that there are several geniuses who have access to the eight meridians.
It's really annoying. There are so many geniuses, why can't he be counted among them?
If he was born with access to the Eight Meridians, was as rich as any country, managed enough resources, and had no shortage of talents, would he be able to conquer everything and become invincible? It would be wonderful to think about it.
"Senior brother, we are both geniuses with access to the Eight Meridians. Is there a big difference in martial arts talent?" After daydreaming for a while, Li Ziye seemed to remember something again and continued to ask.
"Not too small either."
Xiang Yunfei patiently explained, "Martial arts talent is a very general range. Generally speaking, the condition of the eight meridians is relatively the most important. However, factors such as root bones, divine possessions, and blood energy will also have an impact on a person's talent. The impact is not small, to use an extreme analogy, if a person with all eight meridians is born with a disability, his martial arts talent will not be much better."
"That makes sense."
Li Ziye nodded thoughtfully. The eldest prince of their Great Shang Dynasty was able to cultivate to the late third level with a disabled body. Now that he thinks about it, it is really not easy.
Trouble.
The grandson has now healed his legs, and his cultivation will definitely improve rapidly in the future. It may not be easy to deal with him again.
It was really a mistake to fail to defeat the eldest prince before coming to Nanling.
I don’t know what the war situation in the north is now.
Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, we’ll talk about it after we get back.
Between thoughts.
Li Ziye and Xiang Yunfei came to the mountain gate.
"No one's here yet?"
Li Ziye looked around and said in surprise.
With such a big air, is there finally going to be a villain?
"coming."
Xiang Yunfei looked forward and replied.
The words just fell out.
In the distance, in the roaring mountains and forests, a white tiger chariot rushes towards them. The rumbling sound is getting closer and closer.
"Fuck!"
In front of the mountain gate, Li Ziye looked at the astonishing scene in front of him with a look of shock on his face.
This way of appearing is so cool!
He will do the same in the future!
After ten breaths.
The white tiger chariot arrived in front of the mountain gate. On the chariot, a woman wearing a tight-fitting battle suit jumped down, bowed politely, and said, "I have seen the Holy Son, sorry for disturbing you!"
"polite."
Returning the gift to Yunfei, he said, "Holy girl, please."
Luoyang nodded and immediately walked forward.
Next to Xiang Yunfei, Li Ziye was still looking at the White Tiger Chariot in front of him, with envy on his face.
The moment he passed by, Luoyang didn't stop and didn't notice the passerby beside the Holy Son of Tianhun Sect at all.
Who would care about a Tsing Yi disciple? Of course not.
Xiang Yunfei led the way, leading the White Tiger Saint all the way to the mountain.
"Senior brother."
After Li Ziye came to his senses, he quickly followed and whispered, "When you came out, did you have such a cool car?"
Xiang Yunfei looked stunned, but quickly realized what he was doing and said helplessly, "No, little junior brother, why do you always care about these messy things?"
"Well."
Li Ziye was slightly embarrassed. Isn't this kind of thing very important?
When key figures appear, there must always be some pomp and circumstance.
The three of them then went up the mountain, and Xiang Yunfei took the White Tiger Saint to meet the two sect leaders. As for Li Ziye, he was purely an idler and was not qualified to participate in the meeting between the two sect leaders.
It didn't take long.
Xiang Yunfei and Luoyang left the hall.
A disciple in blue stepped forward to lead the way, preparing to arrange a residence for the White Tiger Saint.
However.
at this time.
In the distance, a bird chirped across the sky.
The White Tiger Saint, who was about to take a rest, suddenly focused her eyes and stopped.
He actually came to Tianhun Sect?
"Yunfei."
From the main hall at the rear, Yao Tianhun's voice came out, reminding him, "Sir Suzaku has arrived, go and greet him."
"yes."
Xiang Yunfei responded and walked towards the mountain gate again.
After taking just two steps, Xiang Yunfei turned around and looked at his junior brother who was standing behind him, and said in confusion, "Junior brother, let's go."
"this."
Li Ziye hesitated for a moment and wanted to refuse, but when he saw that the White Tiger Saint was still there, he swallowed his words and followed her.
Behind them, Luoyang noticed the two people's attitudes and immediately noticed something unusual.
wrong.
Holy Son Tianhun, why are you so interested in a disciple in green clothes?
Is it possible that there is something special about this disciple in green?
Under the gaze of the White Tiger Saint, Li Ziye and Xiang Yunfei went down the mountain again to pick up the guests.
"Senior brother, why are the White Tiger Saint and the Suzaku Saint both coming to our Tianhun Sect?"
On the way down the mountain, Li Ziye said in confusion, "Didn't it mean that our Tianhun Sect is the weakest among the lower four sects?"
"I don't know either."
Xiang Yunfei whispered, "It should be the decision of the two sect masters, Suzaku and Baihu."
While the two were talking.
Outside the mountain gate, red firelight filled the sky. In the firelight, an illusory figure passed by and stopped in front of the mountain gate.
The next moment, the red light dissipated, and a young man wearing green and red clothes walked out. It was Fu Tianxi, the Suzaku Son who had met Li Ziye before.
After not seeing each other for nearly two years, Fu Tianxi is now even more powerful. Fire is looming in his movements, and he seems to have the power to burn the sky.
In front of the mountain gate.
Xiang Yunfei and Fu Tianxi greeted each other with polite expressions, and no one seemed arrogant or indifferent.
After a ceremony.
Fu Tianxi looked directly at the young man beside Holy Son Tianhun, and said in a calm tone, "Master Li, long time no see."
Li Ziye looked shocked when he heard this.
Depend on.
Even though he was painted like this, the Suzaku Saint could still recognize him.
