"What's going on? How could such ridiculous remarks be spread?"
After the meeting, the master of the Phantom Palace, Su Xu Zhenjun, was the first to sit still. Fuyu Zhenjun was injured in his Beishan Department, and he knew this very well.
When mentioning this matter, Fuyue's face suddenly turned ugly, "It's the sword intention. That person, like my uncle, came out of the Jiuliyuan secret realm."
"Zhenjun Lingsu?" Zhenjun Yanshi of Sijigu was slightly stunned, with a puzzled face, "Wasn't Zhenjun Lingsu the only one to come forward?"
Fu Yue sighed faintly, "Back then, something happened in the Netherworld Ghost Lake, and many people were trapped under the Ghost Lake. My uncle reacted quickly and was lucky enough to escape. Seeing that the Ghost Lake was churning endlessly and filled with yin energy, he cautiously avoided it. That’s how we escaped a disaster.”
Su Xu's eyes flashed slightly, and no matter how high-sounding his words were, he could not hide the fact that he had given up on everyone and escaped alone.
There were quite a few Taiyi Sect disciples who entered that year, and among them, the leader of the Su family had a close relationship with Ling Su.
At that time, a group of geniuses buried their bones in Jiuliyuan, causing a gap in the disciples of various sects. After the older generation passed away, Taiyi Sect Lingsu took the lead and suppressed the other sects, so he was able to remain stable. The position of the first sect in Canglan Continent.
The rise of True Lord Ling Su has put pressure not only on their foreign faction, but also on the Su family. In the past, the Lin family and the Su family paid equal attention to each other, and many major issues were decided by both parties.
However, after what happened that year, the Su family was in a state of collapse, and there were no outstanding talents in the future. If it were not for the kindness of the Lin family, only Fuyu would be qualified to compete with the Lin family.
Fuyue took in everyone's emotions and continued without any care: "According to my uncle, there were some amazingly talented people in the secret realm of Jiuliyuan back then, among which a pair of masters and servants were the most outstanding. The two of them travel across the secret realm and are almost invincible."
"That pair of masters and servants are from Canye Pavilion?" Jinqing Zhenjun, the master of Tianxin Pavilion, reacted quickly and immediately thought of it when he heard this.
Seeing Fu Yue nodding slowly, she stood up in shock and said in a voiceless voice: "This is impossible!"
If this is true, doesn't it mean that Canye Pavilion has at least two Yuanhou monks who are stronger than Zhenjun Lingsu. With such strength, there is no need to hide in the dark and live an ignoble existence!
Not only she couldn't believe it, but Fuyue couldn't believe it when he first heard it. But this is the fact. He exhaled a filthy breath and said in a heavy tone: "The person who seriously injured Junior Brother Fuyu this time is that servant."
"He is a sword cultivator, and his sword power is extremely fast. His single move has caused countless geniuses in the secret realm to fall with their swords, even monks from other continents are no exception..."
The room was very quiet, Fuyue's slow voice was like a small hammer, hitting the hearts of all the powerful people.
The servant is already so amazing and talented, and his master can even return it!
After a long silence, Zhenjun Fuguang raised his sword eyebrows and said: "Could that master be the Yuanhou monk with the space attribute in Canye Pavilion?!"
Everyone was shocked, and then realized that this was how it should be. The spatial attributes were extremely rare, and training was extremely difficult. Judging from the teleportation formation he gave Mo You, his spatial attainments were extremely proficient.
Only such a person can subdue a top sword cultivator.
The atmosphere in the room was stagnant again. Such an unfathomable Can Ye Pavilion made these four major factions who have always been in high positions and have high self-esteem doubt for the first time about eradicating Can Ye Pavilion. They can really do it. What?
In the midst of solemnity, True Lord Jin Qing spoke again: "Speaking of which, isn't that Qianjiu also a rare swordsman genius? He also suppressed the juniors of our four sects to death."
Fuyue frowned: "You mean, he might be the direct descendant of that sword cultivator?"
"It's possible." Zhenjun Yanshi stroked his chin, "Call a junior to come in and ask. Since it's a personal transmission, there are always similarities between the moves."
"No need." Zhenjun Fushu was so angry that he faced the puzzled looks of all the Zhenjuns and said bitterly: "That little bastard is so clever that if he doesn't take action, he won't survive if he does."
Zhenjun Fushu felt very embarrassed when he allowed a foundation-building stager to escape from his subordinates, so he specially asked the disciples of the sect to see if they could get some clues to find him out and avenge his shame.
After asking, I found out that this kid bullied the weak and feared the strong. He had no character at all. When he encountered the Golden Core Yuanying, he could run away faster than a rabbit. When he encountered the low-level monks, he would attack without mercy.
His superb swordsmanship was evident from his initial response to the Xiao family's pursuit. Except for that time when he was caught off guard, he was rarely able to restrain him later.
"The person who opened the seal is naturally extraordinary."
Fuyue calmly watched the bright yellow tea buds stretch, rotate, and sink slowly in the tea cup, then rise and sink again. However, the words he spoke were like a bomb, which made the powerful experts unable to recover for a long time.
"Qianjiu is the one who opened the seal?! How can you be sure?" Zhenjun Su Xu, who had recovered, asked urgently.
"He is from Liang..."
The person who caused the top leaders of the four major sects to be shaken was currently coughing weakly and staring unhappily at a figure outside the window, with an extremely dangerous look on his face.
The girl in blue on the side swallowed her saliva and said, "Don't act recklessly. That is the beloved disciple of the headmaster of the Taiyi Sect. If anything happens to him, Zhenjun Fuyue will be furious. Whether we can enter the secret realm smoothly or not depends on who we are."
The girl was gentle and graceful, but her voice was a deep male voice. Wei Lin was not surprised at all and just looked away.
Seeing that his eyes fell on the person next to Mo Huai, Ji Ruochen quickly said: "This one can't be moved either. She is a rising star of Taiyi Sect. I heard that she is also a disciple of the headmaster Fuyue Zhenjun. She has good friends with Mo Huai, Su Xu and others. , there are a lot of people paying attention to her, and they can’t touch her.”
Ji Ruochen felt as bitter as Huanglian, even though Qianxun kept his promise and did give him his freedom after the incident.
But first Zhenjun Fujian died because of him, and later he was forced to help kidnap the daughter of the head of the Danxia sect. Even if he had ten mouths, he couldn't explain it clearly.
In desperation, he decided to follow him into the Jiuliyuan secret realm and hide inside.
Time was tight and there was no other good replacement candidate, so he had no choice but to dress up as Xing Lili with tears in his eyes. On the grounds that he was worried about the sick 'elder brother', he bought a spot from other monks at a high price, and finally got there when the secret realm was about to open. He didn't want to be exposed at this time.
Suddenly, the ground shook, and the makeshift house was lifted off the ground and slammed into the house next to it.
Wei Lin jumped up and neatly dodged the stones flying in the air. Suddenly, as if he was too weak, his body stagnated in the air and fell straight down.
Ji Ruochen, who jumped out of the house after him, saw this scene, his mouth twitched slightly, and he flew forward. Just as he was about to help him, someone next to him took a step ahead of him and caught him.
