"Why did you come in person?"
Looking at Saint Lingxiao's cold poker face, he couldn't help but feel surprised when he smelled the saint.
Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, the Saint's Palace was much deserted. Apart from Saint Wen Dao as the host, there were only the Empress Li Yiru of Daqian, and masters and disciples Lin Zhiyun and Nangong Ling from Piaohua Palace.
At this moment, the four people's eyes all fell on the Saint Lingxiao in front of them, and they did not hide the surprise in their eyes.
It is said that when the Holy Land of Lingxiao convenes a general meeting, the "Lingxiao Holy Land" only needs to send one or several elders to attend. As the Lord of the Holy Land, the Holy Land of Lingxiao came in person, which somewhat meant that he was surrendering his status.
"Not only did I come here on my own." Saint Lingxiao didn't seem to care, and just replied lightly, "I also transferred all the disciples and assets to Daqian. Today's 'Lingxiao Holy Land' is nothing more than an empty shell. .”
"You, you are..." Sage Wen Dao almost thought he heard wrongly, "You want to come here to compete with me for territory?"
"In just two days, sixteen elders under my command have died, and four of them have realized the great way." Saint Lingxiao shook his head, "If I don't run out, I'm afraid even the entire 'Lingxiao Holy Land' will be destroyed." They are going to be destroyed.”
"What!" Sage Wen Dao was startled, "Could it be that Mo Disheng and the others did not abide by the agreement and interfered in the battle?"
"If that's really the case, that's fine." Lingxiao Holy Land shook his head again, "The one who took action was a woman, a woman with spiritual mastery."
"Who is it?" The saint's expression tightened upon hearing the news.
"A person from the 'Dark Temple'." A hint of fear flashed in Saint Lingxiao's eyes, "It is said that she once participated in the site of the 'Fire King Gate', but I am sure that now she has greatly improved her strength. , Today is not what it used to be, even Zhong Wen may not be able to defeat it."
"So powerful?" The saint was even more shocked when he heard the news.
"As long as I don't take action, all the elders in the 'Lingxiao Holy Land' may not be her opponent together. If we don't run away now, when will we wait?" Saint Lingxiao finally said what he was thinking, "It just so happens that you convene a hero meeting. Gives me a good excuse.”
"Have you ever thought about running away like this?" Sage Wen Dao suddenly thought, "Without the protection to the south of Lao Guo, he will definitely fall into the attack of the 'Seven Star Pavilion' and the 'Dark Temple'?"
"I wrote him a letter before I left." Sage Lingxiao was known for his rigorous thinking and impeccable conduct. "I believe Guo Tianwei will be prepared."
"I hope so." Sage Wen Dao sighed, with a hint of worry on his face.
"Don't worry, I have no plans to stay in Daqian permanently." Sage Lingxiao said calmly, "When we find a suitable place, we will naturally... Huh? This old man is actually here too?"
Before he finished speaking, two figures appeared in the palace out of thin air like ghosts.
It turned out to be a handsome middle-aged man and a beautiful woman with a cold aura all over her body.
"Why are you here in person?" Sage Wen Dao seemed a little surprised by the appearance of the two people, but not too surprised. "I thought there was only Deputy Island Master Li!"
It turns out that this man and woman are actually the two island owners of "Bingchi Island", Saint Bingchi and Li Bing.
"If Bing'er is the only one to participate in such a grand event, there would be a lack of sincerity." Saint Bingchi casually replied, "Why, it's rare that I come all the way to support you, aren't you welcome?"
"How could it be?" Sage Wen Dao said with a smile, "I just feel a little embarrassed to have troubled you twice in a row..."
In the middle of the conversation, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had figured out something, and then he fell silent and smiled.
"Why are you flattering me? Mostly because I am worried that Deputy Island Master Li will be abducted by Zhong Wen."
Saint Lingxiao didn't have as many estimates as he did, and said bluntly, "You came here specifically to look after your daughter, right?"
"Fart!" Saint Bing Chi blushed and retorted loudly, "How can I be so boring?"
A faint blush appeared on Li Bing's fair face unconsciously. The iceberg beauty, who was originally cold and aloof, suddenly showed a shy look like a sixteen-year-old girl.
"You know whether it's so boring or not." Sage Lingxiao said unceremoniously.
"Old Wen Dao, are you here to comment?" Saint Bingchi turned to stare at Saint Wen Dao and asked, "Do I seem to be such a boring person?"
"To be honest." Sage Wen Dao suppressed his laughter and said seriously, "It's a bit similar."
Saint Bing Chi: "..."
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"Have you ever heard of the legend of the 'Spiritual Hunter'?"
On the platform on the top of the mountain, a cultivator from Antai Province asked with a mysterious face.
"Spirit Hunter?"
Another practitioner from Yunjin Province asked, “What is that?”
"It is said that in order to prevent this hero meeting, the 'Dark Temple' sent many spiritual masters to intercept at various important roads." Seeing the praise, the man from before suddenly became energetic and said proudly, "At the beginning, it was still... There were really many people who were killed or injured and could not continue on their way. As a result, a man in white appeared out of nowhere and went around to inquire about the whereabouts of these 'Dark Temple' spiritual masters."
"What is he going to do?" the cultivator from Yunjin Province asked curiously.
"Of course..." The cultivator from Antai Province stretched out his hand and made a beheading motion, "This mysterious man in white is a man of heavenly cultivation and has amazing strength. It was really easy to deal with the spiritual master of the 'Dark Temple' with one punch. one."
"One punch for a spirit master?" The face of the cultivator from Yunjin Province was full of doubts. "Are you just hearing about it? How can there be such a powerful person in the world?"
"He's really not talking nonsense."
On the other side, the northern Xinjiang cultivator who had been silent suddenly interrupted, "I have seen this man in white with my own eyes."
"What!"
As soon as he said this, he immediately became the focus of everyone.
"I'm Gaogai, the leader of the 'Lingxi Sect' in Northern Xinjiang Province." This person continued, "On the way here, I encountered three 'Dark Temple' spiritual masters who intercepted me, and I almost lost my life. Fortunately, the man in white came to help and easily killed the three spiritual masters, and was able to survive."
"It turns out it's Sect Master Gao. I've heard of Lingxi Sect's name for a long time." The cultivator from Yunjin Province clasped his fists and said, "But I don't know who the man in white is?"
"The man in white only appeared for a short moment. After killing three spiritual masters, he flew away without giving Gao a chance to thank him." Gao Gai had a look of regret on his face, "Then I met several others on the road. A fellow comrade found out that this person was hunting the "Dark Temple" spiritual master everywhere. I don't know how many people here have received his favor, so some evildoers gave him the nickname "Spiritual Master Hunter". "
"So that's it!" A cultivator from Huazhe Province who was observing nodded his head and suddenly realized, "Brother Gao is really lucky to be able to meet such an expert."
Could they be talking about...Zhong Shenxian?
Not far away, Shi Xiaolong'er was listening to people chatting. Unconsciously, his heart moved and he secretly speculated.
"I go!"
Gao Gai, the leader of Lingxi Sect, suddenly roared, causing everyone to turn to look at him.
"What's wrong, Brother Gao?" the cultivator from Huazhe Province asked quickly.
"He, he, he is..." Gao Gai stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance, his face full of astonishment, and he could hardly speak clearly.
"What did you say it was?" The cultivator from Huazhe Province became increasingly confused.
"That man in white, he, he's here too!" Gao Gai tried to calm down and said word by word, "Spirit Hunter!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this and turned to look in the direction Gao Gai pointed.
I saw a handsome young man who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, slowly walking into the platform.
The clothes on the young man's body, from top to bottom, from the outside to the inside, are all shining with bright golden light, and the whole person is like a huge piece of walking gold.
"Brother Gao, I'm afraid you've seen it wrong." A cultivator from Antai Province kindly reminded him, "This man is covered in golden light and looks like a nouveau riche. How can he be a peerless expert?"
"It can't be wrong, absolutely can't be wrong!" Gao Gai fixed his gaze firmly on the young man in gold and replied decisively, "That's him, he is the 'Spiritual Hunter'!"
"Look! It's him!"
"It's the Spirit Hunter, and he actually came to attend the Heroes Conference!"
"My benefactor!"
The cultivators from Antai Province were about to retort, but they heard exclamations in twos and threes. Apparently, besides Gao Gai, many cultivators had also recognized the identity of the man in gold.
It really is!
His face was filled with disbelief, and he murmured to himself in complete confusion: "How could it be? How could such a master have such poor clothes?"
"I heard that he has a quirk. Every time he kills a spiritual master, he will take the body away." Gao Gai rolled his eyes and suddenly guessed, "Having robbed so many spiritual masters, he must have made a fortune and changed his body. New clothes are also reasonable.”
"Brother Gao's words make sense." Everyone nodded in agreement.
