Swearing is a very pleasant thing, but after scolding, you always have to bear some consequences.
If Mr. Jiang Wenjiang got angry and came directly to kill him, to be honest, Xin Zhuo could only avoid the attack temporarily and run away.
No matter how disgusted he is and how embarrassed he is about their relationship, if Jiang Wen really arrives, I'm afraid no one in the world will help, because all the experts in the world know that Jiang Wen is Xin Zhuo's biological father!
How can outsiders interfere in the matter between father and son?
For this, Xin Zhuo waited for a month.
nothing!
In the second month, on the tenth day after the "rain" of the twenty-four solar terms, the sky was gloomy, as if hundreds of layers of dark clouds were pressing overhead. An ancient carriage pulled by three demon leopards passed by Ma Sanye and Han Wu. Seeing off Mr. Tai Chi and a group of people, he drove out of "Shanying Town".
The carriage was not very stable. The three monster leopards that Sang Qingqing had captured and transformed still had some wildness left in them. Yan Cuizong, who was driving the carriage, bared his teeth and cursed non-stop.
In the carriage, Xiao Huang was sleeping soundly. Mo Xianyi silently peeled oranges for Xin Zhuo, while Xin Zhuo looked out the window in a daze.
The fifth senior sister Gongsun Li received news that the Konghai Sea has been overcrowded recently. Masters of saints and above from various major holy places, Dongtian and hidden forces, have arrived with their own junior quasi-sages, as well as most casual cultivators quasi-sages.
There are so many unknown characters, it can be described as a mixed bag.
And there is accurate news that people from the Jiang, Zhao, Ye, Ying, and Ji families on the mountain have also arrived. The former Ying Si people and Zhao Tong'er are two of the people who are preparing to become saints.
And it was Mr. Jiang Wen and Mr. Jiang who came from Mr. Jiang!
This is really not good news.
"Master!" Mo Xianyi handed over the orange petals with the white silk removed.
Xin Zhuo shook his head and expressed that he had no appetite, so Mo Xianyi had to eat by himself and asked curiously: "Nie Yinniang, Sang Qingqing and those people are gone... Your Majesty..."
"The King's Heaven and Earth Network!" Xin Zhuo said.
"What kind of place is that?"
"It's a magical place."
A smile appeared on Xin Zhuo's face. People like Gou Xianxian, Mr. Zhuge and Li Guangling knew how to do things. The scale they had built in the past few years was huge and the foundation was solid. It could be said to be extremely coquettish.
If once it starts, it will definitely become popular due to the boringness of martial arts all over the world. This is by no means self-pleasure.
This power may not have the value of force, but it can accumulate massive wealth, obtain unparalleled information, search for resources in the world, and bribe countless masters.
The most important thing is that it can provide Xin Zhuo with massive practice resources.
"But..." Mo Xianyi looked strange, "Why don't you let me go?"
Xin Zhuo looked at her: "You are very talented, no less than a high-ranking saint in the holy land of Dongtian. Your path of cultivation is in all directions. You cannot work behind closed doors. Just like the Yan Ku Sect, go and gain experience near Zeng Konghai."
The boy Yan Kuzong has grown from an earthly immortal to the Hunyuanxu Middle Realm. Putting aside cheating characters like Xin Zhuo, he can be said to be an extremely talented person among the acquired people.
As for Mo Xianyi, she is also an acquired person. She is only over a hundred years old this year. The terror of such a woman can be imagined. It is no exaggeration to say that her talent is even better than that of Qingxuan, Ji Pixuan and Jiang Yugui. Big cut.
What kind of immortal figures these two are, I can’t even imagine.
Mo Xianyi was a little disappointed and murmured: "I thought I couldn't bear to leave me."
"Your biggest problem is your love brain." Xin Zhuo patted her head.
This touched upon Mo Xianyi's knowledge blind spot, and he blinked: "What is a love brain?"
Xin Zhuo closed his eyes to rest and was unwilling to speak.
Mo Xianyi began to think about it by himself.
The carriage moved forward all the way. It was okay at first, but gradually it met a large number of experts on the road. They were all low-ranking saint sons and above. It was not that the experts were running everywhere, but that most of the experts wanted to come and witness the grand event that happens once every few hundred years. So There are so many high-quality martial arts practitioners that low-level warriors naturally have no choice but to hide.
With so many masters gathered, it was natural that they would fight for various resources and dislike each other. After traveling only five hundred miles, they saw at least a dozen corpses of Yuanji realm masters.
One hundred and thirty miles ahead was the empty sea, and the sky that had been gloomy for many days finally began to rain heavily.
The carriage arrived at a valley and suddenly stopped. Yan Kuizong, who was driving the carriage, turned back and said, "Your Majesty, there are people competing on the cliff above. Oh, the competition is over!"
"If you don't become a saint, you will still be an ant! There is no reason in this world. If I, Wu Si, were a saint, how could I let you kill me!"
A fierce roar came from above, gradually becoming weaker, and the mountain pattern after the death of the quasi-sage master turned into ownerless power and splashed everywhere.
The person who died was actually a master of the Ten Saints.
Then there was a "rumbling" of rocks falling.
Xin Zhuo pointed his finger, and the falling stones scattered on their own.
"call."
There was a faint sound of breaking wind from the front, and a figure blocked the way of the carriage, it was the murderer.
This person looks like a young man, with a strand of hair hanging down from each temple, and his eyes are like knives. It looks cold, and there is a faint glow of blazing fire around him, which bakes and evaporates the heavy rain in the sky, making him unable to be anywhere near him.
He is also a quasi-sage of ten disciplines, and his arrogance is unparalleled.
Yan Cuizong couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Mo Xianyi in the carriage also subconsciously leaned towards Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo opened the car curtain and looked out: "If you want to ride in the car, just come up. Don't look like you are dead. Who are you showing it to?"
There was no politeness in this sentence. The expressions of Yan Kuzong and Mo Xianyi changed slightly, thinking that a battle was inevitable.
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't take it seriously at all and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already in the carriage and said coldly: "Let's go!"
Yan Kunzong had no choice but to wave his whip and the carriage headed towards the end of the valley.
The temperature in the carriage was extremely high, coming from the young man's body, and there was also an indescribable strong murderous aura. This murderous aura was not directed at anyone, as if it existed within him.
Mo Xianyi couldn't bear it, so he stayed away and hid behind Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo suddenly asked: "How many people have you killed?"
The young man said: "Ninety-nine people were killed, and ninety-nine quasi-sages broke through the ten gates!"
Mo Xianyi's expression completely changed.
Xin Zhuo asked: "How many quasi-sages are there in the world?"
The young man said: "I don't know, but in the past hundreds of years, the major forces and casual cultivators in this large area have accumulated no less than three thousand, and most of them are rats living in the mountains!"
"This number is beyond imagination!" Xin Zhuo nodded: "But why do you want to kill them?"
The young man said: "Because they are here to participate in the rise of Sheng Konghai Sheng Linyuan. There are too many people. I feel irritated. I will kill a few to practice my skills!"
"What a good reason!"
Xin Zhuo pointed to his nose: "I happen to be a quasi-sage who has broken through ten sects, and I also participated in the consecration of Xing Konghai. Do you want to join in and kill me too?"
The young man did not hesitate at all: "I can't kill you, you are not much worse than me!"
Xin Zhuo felt bored for a moment, stopped talking, and looked out the window at the heavy rain.
The young man stopped talking.
Half an hour later, we finally emerged from the long valley, and the front suddenly became clear.
A straight avenue leads directly to the depths of the sea. There are crowds of people on the road, but it is not noisy. Most of the people are riding ancient demon cars or riding spiritual beasts.
The empty sea has arrived!
(End of chapter)
