The sword intent in Luo Cheng's body is extremely pure and rare. It has attracted the attention of many people, who are all speculating about which sect's elite this sword intent belongs to. However, even those elite disciples of famous sects seem to have it. No one can develop such sword intent.
Lu Yan and Wu Tiao, who had not yet gone far, couldn't help but look sideways, and their moods were a little complicated for a moment.
Lu Yan couldn't help but sigh: "Who can believe that such sword power can be possessed by an ordinary person?"
Wu Tiao said: "Senior Brother Gu's friends are indeed extraordinary."
Lu Yan smiled slightly, but asked Wu Tiao: "Who do you think is stronger, Gu Chen or Luo Cheng?"
Wu Tiao was startled. He thought about this question carefully, and his expression changed accordingly. He seemed to have got the answer, but this answer made him unsure, or it should be said that he was unwilling to accept it.
After a while, Wu Tiao said in a muffled voice: "Standing in front of Luo Cheng, I just feel very depressed. I can't draw my sword in front of him."
Lu Yan nodded and said: "You are a swordsman, so the feeling is naturally stronger, but indeed, Luo Cheng is one of those rare people who makes me know that he is not my opponent before I even take action, and this person is not even a cultivator." Well, who would believe it?"
Wu Tiao was silent for a while, nodded and said, "He is indeed very strong."
Lu Yan seemed to have deep meaning and said: "It's a pity that he left too fast."
Wu Tiao's heart moved slightly, as if he had captured something because of Lu Yan's words, but he was not sure. However, his attention was quickly attracted by the two people on the other side of the street.
Those two people, each with white hair, had deep and dark eyes. Their expressions seemed to be troubled by some problems all the time. They had thousands of thoughts, but they did not pay attention to everyone and everything in front of them because they could no longer pretend. When he got down, the other person looked refreshed and his eyes were as bright as lightning. No movement around him could escape his keen perception.
Those two people were almost completely different extremes. When they walked together, they easily attracted everyone's attention.
When everyone on the street saw the two people, they all fell silent. In the blink of an eye, the whole street became quiet.
The two people obviously noticed each other, and they stopped for a moment in unison, but as if they didn't notice each other, they passed by each other. But at the moment when they passed each other, two different sword intents came from them. The energy was emitted from the body in an instant, and then retracted in an instant. The process was so short that it seemed as if it didn't exist, but it made the bodies of those who approached become stiff and unable to move.
"What two terrible swords!"
Wu Tiao couldn't help but want to step forward. The sword intention in his body seemed to be awakened, and he was about to release it, but Lu Yan held him back.
"It's a quarrel between the same clan, what are you doing up here?"
Wu Tiao was stunned for a moment, unable to turn around for a moment, and then looked at the two people walking away, with a bit of reluctance in his eyes and a fighting spirit.
Lu Yan said: "The white-haired one is named Chen Ying, and the other one is Liu Zhen, who is as famous as Gu Chen. Neither of them are economical, and they are both disciples of the Qingyang Sect. It's better not to get involved in this kind of thing." .”
Wu Tiao didn't mean that originally, but it would inevitably lead to misunderstanding, but it seemed a pity to let it go like this.
Lu Yan suddenly lowered his voice and murmured: "Luo Cheng was originally a disciple of the Qingyang Sect."
Wu Tiao was puzzled and asked, "So what?"
Lu Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Do you Kunlun disciples only know how to practice and don't care about other things?"
Wu Tiao said matter-of-factly: "As monks, shouldn't we be based on cultivation? Only when our cultivation improves can we punish evil and promote good."
Lu Yan shook his head and said, "What a happy group of people."
Wu Tiao glared and said, "What do you mean?"
Lu Yan shook his head and did not answer. He just murmured after a while: "That guy Luo Cheng won't be satisfied with this. It seems like there is something good to watch."
In terms of experience and vision, Lu Yan's ability is outstanding. Even if there are some things that don't need to be explained by others, he can easily see the essence.
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It has been a long time since I arrived in Nanyang City, and the Mingyuexin Conference is getting closer and closer, but Yang Chan is completely free.
Cultivation is not something that happens overnight. Her cultivation has reached a bottleneck. If she wants to make a breakthrough, she must either go into seclusion for a long time or encounter an opportunity to make a qualitative improvement. It is meaningful to her to practice hard before the Ming Yue Xin Conference. Not that big, she didn't have many friends in the Yinnu Cult, but she still had some slight friendships with a few people from the same period, and she would look around when she had nothing to do.
She and Leng Liuliu met and got to know each other in Xiangqianju. Although they later left Xiangqianju, they still helped Leng Liuliu several times. However, the two did not have much intersection, but for Yang Chan, the whole Yinnu There was no place for her in the sect, and there were only a few fellow disciples who had no quarrel with her, and Leng Liuliu was undoubtedly one of them.
The way of cultivation of the female cultivators of the Yinnu Cult is to return to the dust. Therefore, as most people from the sect came to Nanyang City, they also brought their properties. Xiangqianju was an extremely important part of it. It was opened not long ago. There was a huge crowd of people, everyone wanted to come and taste what the female disciples of the legendary Yinnu Cult were like.
Yang Chan walked into the inner room of the Xiang Qui Residence with ease, which is where the disciples of the Yinnu Cult rest.
As she came, she noticed that her classmates looked at her strangely.
Yang Chan didn't think this was strange. She had always been disliked in the Yinnu Cult. It was no secret that Yun Zhi wanted to seize power, and Yang Chan was a sharp sword in Yun Zhi's hand, that's all.
It's just because He Shuang, the current leader of the Yinnu Cult, is popular among the people, and Yun Zhi is being ostracized, which makes Yang Chan's situation very bad. If it weren't for her being strong enough, she would be unable to move forward in the Yinnu Cult.
Nowadays, Yang Chan has become the most feared existence in the entire Yinnu Cult. In some aspects, it can even be said to surpass Yun Zhi, because everyone knows that in time, Yang Chan's strength will surpass Yun Zhi, and even surpass the leader He Shuang. .
Ever since she started practicing the Art of Returning to the Immortal Beauty, Yang Chan left Xiangqianju and rarely came back. As her status increased day by day, everyone knew that Yang Chan had embarked on the real path of cultivating immortals and could not return to the dust. Therefore, The classmates who had met together in Xiangjinju gradually became estranged, and they even became resentful because of their jealousy towards Yang Chan.
Yang Chan should know this, so why is she here?
However, Yang Chan's arrival once again triggered a hotly debated topic. Not long ago, several people came to Xiangqianju to cause trouble and claimed to be Yang Chan's friends. Leng Liuliu and his colleagues wanted to deal with them, but instead I was taught a lesson by that group of people.
The discussion started again. Given Yang Chan's cultivation, it was natural to hear a lot of comments. The versions were different, and some were even exaggerated. They described her "friends" as extremely evil people, and even Yang Chan herself was in the public eye. These fellow disciples also became extremely evil in their eyes.
In response to this, Yang Chan just smiled slightly, with a slight bitterness in her smile. She had always known that she was not tolerated and accepted by her peers, and she had never interacted with other people, pretending not to care, but Yang Chan had never She entered the Yinnu Cult at the age of three. She was still young at that time and needed friends. How could she not be lonely?
But no matter how lonely she was, she came over like this. The smile on her face was charming, enchanting, and fascinating, and she seemed not to care about these rumors at all.
However, her friend...
Yang Chan doesn't have any friends in the Yinnu Cult, and she can't even be called a sect member. She is regarded as a witch. Who would be her friend? And he came to find her? And how many are there?
Unable to figure it out, Yang Chan walked up to the attic without thinking any more. She knew that Leng Liuliu and the others would always drink tea and chat in the attic.
Although they could not be called friends with Leng Liuliu and the others, nor were they on good terms, at least they had some affection because they had studied together in the Xiangqi House, so they would not have to show their displeasure to Yang Chan, and Yang Chan I am very lonely, very lonely, and sometimes I need someone to chat and talk to, even if it is all hypocritical.
As soon as he went upstairs, Yang Chan heard the voices of Leng Liuliu and several other people.
"Senior Sister Leng, were you also bullied by those people? Huh, those people are so shameless, using such means to get close to us, and even claiming to be friends of that witch? What a joke! Last month, there were those people in a teahouse This stupid young man came up and asked us if we knew Yang Chan, which made everyone laugh to death. One of them said his name was Gu Chen..."
