One day later, Liu Wenda found Chen Xuanyue with a volume of information from Donghe Valley and gave it to Chen Xuanyue.
This information is about what happened to the ancestors of Zhenming and Shaoxing in Xuan Kingdom after Chen Xuanyue, Liu Wenda and others escaped from Xuan Kingdom.
Chen Xuanyue opened the book in the cave in the secret stronghold of Donghe Valley in the Wanhu Islands and began to read it carefully.
The intelligence information recorded above is concise and clear.
"After Chen Xuanyue, Liu Wenda and the remaining members of the Huangfu family fled to Donghe Valley of the Mu Kingdom, Patriarch Ming relied on the temporary realm of pill formation to fight with Old Ghost Fu, and finally tore apart the phantom in the snow sea. , forced out Lao Gui Fu’s true form, and finally almost severely injured Lao Gui Fu at the moment of self-destruction.”
"However, a failed early stage pill formation will eventually be unable to defeat Fu Laogui, a major cultivator who has been practicing pill formation for many years. In the end, Patriarch Ming was defeated and was forced to self-destruct to death."
"Xueyue Sect, the loss is not small!"
"Ancestor Ming, what a hero!"
The last sentence was written subjectively by the person who recorded this information.
Chen Xuanyue withdrew her gaze, her eyes red.
"Ancestor Ming!"
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, wishing to tear the Xue Yue Sect into pieces.
But he can't do it yet.
Because he is just building the foundation.
"After I form the elixir, these debts must be settled with you one by one!"
"Fu Tong!"
Fu Tong is the name of old ghost Zong Fu in Xue Yue.
Outside the cave, Liu Wenda looked at Chen Xuanyue out of the corner of his eye and sighed in his heart.
"Brother Chen is a person who values love and justice. From this point of view, it should be the wisest choice for me to stop causing trouble and treat Brother Chen sincerely."
Many times human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.
But despite this, Liu Wenda still came over and comforted Chen Xuanyue.
"Brother Chen, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Do the things in front of you first, and then worry about the future."
Chen Xuanyue nodded.
"That makes sense."
Liu Wenda asked.
"Then when do you plan to close Yulongbo City?"
Chen Xuanyue's eyes flashed with a terrifying edge.
"Now!"
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Yulongfang City is crowded with people.
Countless immortal cultivators are walking here.
Gan Xingjian was thrown out of the Yulong Tower. His face turned red and he pointed at the Immortal Guards in the Yulong Tower and cursed loudly.
"That middle-grade flying sword clearly promised to give me a thousand spiritual stones, but now you only give me a hundred spiritual stones, you sons of bitches!"
He is just a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining. The middle-grade flying sword is a treasure passed down from his ancestors. Now he is forced by life and has to come to Yulong Tower to sell this sword. Unexpectedly, he is tricked by Yulong Tower. .
"You brat, what did you say? Say it again?"
The immortal guards in Yulong Tower looked at Gan Xingjian with ferocious expressions.
Gan Xingjian's face turned pale. He could never be the opponent of these Immortal Guards. He gritted his teeth and secretly decided to find a way to publicize this matter so that everyone could see the face of Yulong Tower.
He got up in despair, left the Yulong Tower dejectedly, and walked towards the outside of the Yulong Tower. His back was as pitiful as a bereaved dog.
But he didn't see a steward from Yulong Tower standing behind the Immortal Guards looking at him with murderous eyes.
Soon Gan Xingjian arrived outside Yulongfang City and walked to a sparsely populated area.
At this moment, he felt a sudden murderous aura around him.
"Could it be..."
His pupils shrank, and a strong sense of foreboding arose in his heart.
At this moment, several masked immortal cultivators in the late stages of Qi refining suddenly appeared around them!
"You guys are going too far!"
He is not a fool and knows that these immortal cultivators must have been sent by Yulong Tower to silence them.
"It turns out that this is the crime of a common man possessing a jade when he is innocent!"
If he were a foundation-building major and sold this mid-grade spiritual weapon, the Flying Sword, Yulong Tower would definitely give him a thousand spiritual stones, and there would be no way he would cause such trouble.
In the world of immortality, it is a sin to be weak.
"I must survive, I must become stronger!"
"I will take revenge on Yulong Tower when the time comes."
Gan Xingjian roared in his heart and began to fight against the masked man in black.
But some things can't be changed by working hard.
With such a weak force, how could he be the opponent of these masked immortal cultivators?
After a while, his magic power collapsed, and he was hit by several magic powers from the masked immortal cultivators. He vomited blood and flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.
Despair filled his heart.
"Am I going to die?"
"Why am I so weak!"
At the end of his life, he did not hate the immortal cultivators of Yulong Tower so much, but hated himself for being too weak.
Just then, a miracle happened.
"who!"
A young man in black clothes appeared nearby at some point.
The masked immortal cultivators looked at him and were shocked.
With their strength, they were unable to sense the young man's arrival, as if the young man appeared here out of thin air.
Then there are only two possibilities. One is that the young man has some amazing spiritual being, and the other is that the young man has a higher realm than them.
But no matter which one it is, it is a very troublesome thing for them.
But this is Yulong Island.
Chen Xuanyue raised her eyebrows slightly.
"You dare to kill people outside Yulongfang City on Yulong Island, so you are members of the Yulong family?"
The emotions in the eyes of the masked immortal cultivators kept changing, and finally they looked at the young man and spoke.
"We have no enmity or enmity with you, and we ask you not to meddle in your own business."
The boy's lips raised slightly.
"Do you prefer to step your left foot first or your right foot first?"
That's right, he is none other than Chen Xuanyue.
If Zhao Yun's family were here, they would be scared to death.
But these masked immortal cultivators from the Yulong family were as confused as the two-foot-long monks.
What kind of problem is this?
They subconsciously want to answer, but they don't know whether they should answer or not.
Finally, they looked at each other and said to Chen Xuanyue.
"I wonder which foot we are used to stepping first has anything to do with you?"
Because they didn't want to cause more trouble, their attitude towards Chen Xuanyue had always been very polite.
The curve of the corners of Chen Xuanyue's mouth gradually widened, looking slightly ferocious, like a devil laughing.
"What I hate most is when people answer questions that are wrong to me!"
After finishing his words, he suddenly moved and took action instantly. With several punches rolling down several strands of true martial power, these masked immortal cultivators from the Yulong family died before they could resist or take any action.
Looking at the falling heads and the spilled blood, Gan Xingjian turned pale and felt that everything was so unreal.
After a while, he came back to his senses, looked at Chen Xuanyue, and stammered.
"Thanks."
Chen Xuanyue did not answer, but turned into a blue light and rushed into Yulongfang City, hitting Yulongfang like a meteor.
