Chapter 1302: Opportunity

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There are three heroes in total. Now the youngest Bai Wu is the black beast tattoo on Shen Hao's chest, and Xing Er Qingchi is the existence attached to the emperor's body. So where is the boss Lang San?

It stands to reason that both Bai Wu and Qing Chi are still alive, so the boss should not have died. But where is Lang San?

I asked about the black beast tattoo, but I didn’t know anything about the black beast tattoo either, saying I was “confused”.

Of course, although the whereabouts of Lang San's black beast tattoo were unclear, it still gave Shen Hao a definite answer, that is, it was certain that Lang San was not dead, but was hiding somewhere in the world.

"Where will it be hidden?" Shen Hao pondered in his mind, naturally thinking of the time when Blackwater explored the Zhengyang Sect deeply, the huge shadow he saw from the strange pool of blood, and the "swallowing human blood and "Soul" characteristics. Doesn't such a sign of the same origin look like an evil beast?

"Could it be that Lang San exists in the Zhengyang Sect? Then what is its relationship with the people of the Zhengyang Sect? What is its relationship with the evil monks?"

Once the thought reaches this point, many new problems will come one after another.

In fact, not only the whereabouts of Lang San, but also the relationship between these three people and the evil monks is really confusing. Just talking about Qingchi attached to the emperor, it stands to reason that he should have a close relationship with the evil monk, right? But the reality is the opposite. Judging from the signs that it has attached itself to the emperor, it has no intention of changing the situation of the evil monks who are like rats crossing the street in the world. It even seems to want the evil monks to die.

Bai Wu, who is also the ancestor of the evil sect, is what Shen Hao used to call "Black Beast Tattoo", and he has no intention of protecting the evil sect monks. The last few times Shen Hao and evil sect monks fought, Black Beast Tattoo didn't react at all. None, not caring at all about the death or injury of the evil monks.

These are new questions and require continued exploration to get answers.

Of course, if Black Beast Tattoo is willing to create a dream again, it will naturally save Shen Hao a lot of effort. But judging from Black Beast Tattoo's attitude, dreaming is still too taxing for it now, and it is unwilling to use it often. If Shen Hao wants to communicate with it more smoothly, he should continue to improve his cultivation level. The higher his cultivation level, the faster the black beast tattoo can be restored, and many questions can be answered to Shen Hao more clearly.

"Deacon Shen, the great elder asked me to call you over. People from Wanjuan Shushan and Mingshan Sect are here."

Shen Hao was sitting cross-legged in the tent, still wrestling with the black beast tattoo in his mind. The voices outside asking for permission forced him to pause. The covering magic circle was removed, and then the guards led a golden sword guard in.

"Deacon Shen, if nothing happens, can you come with me?"

Shen Hao nodded, got up from the futon, followed the other person out, and asked at the same time: "Who are all here?"

"In reply to the deacon, the person from Wanjuan Shushan is their third elder Sun Shaoji, and the person from Mingshan Sect is their second elder Feng Yu."

Sun Shaoji, Fengyu. Shen Hao had heard of these two people, and had also seen Sun Shaoji among them at the celebration at Ten Thousand Books Mountain.

Compared with the most famous outsiders, the ninth elder of Wanjuanshu Mountain, Zhong Hongye, and the seventh elder of Mingshan Sect, Xiang Liu, Sun Shaoji and Feng Yu are not famous outside. But when it comes to cultivation, Sun Shaoji and Feng Yu are much more powerful than the first two. They are both at the sixth level of the Xuanhai Realm. This kind of cultivation is the strength of even a first-class sect outside.

This also shows the foundation and confidence of the super sect, which is definitely not a tiny bit different from the first-class sects.

"Are they Sun and Feng, these two elders are leading the teams in each sect?"

"Yes, Deacon Shen."

After asking a few simple questions, he left the tent and walked a few steps to Yang Ming's tent. After signing up, he opened the door curtain and went in. What he saw was Yang Ming and two other people sitting cross-legged inside. They all looked towards Shen Hao with smiles.

"Shen Hao has met the Great Elder, Elder Sun and Elder Feng."

"Haha, Deacon Shen is here, sit down and talk." Yang Ming smiled and waved, moving a futon to his right and motioning for Shen Hao to sit down. After Shen Hao sat down, he was facing Sun Shaoji and Feng Yu.

As soon as he sat down, Sun Shaoji cupped his hands towards Shen Hao and said with a smile: "I said goodbye on the Ten Thousand Books Mountain before, but now that I see Deacon Shen again, my cultivation has become even more refined!"

"Elder Sun is so commendable. The younger generation can only be dull and reckless. A little bit of effort is just a matter of luck and cannot withstand praise." Shen Hao could answer this kind of answer directly without even thinking about it. Of course, I won’t take the other person’s compliments to heart.

However, Feng Yu, the elder of the Mingshan Sect next to him, shook his head and said: "Deacon Shen, there is no need to be modest. At the age of thirty-something, you are already at the seventh level of the Yuan Dan Realm, and your momentum of improvement has not diminished but increased. This is indeed just like the legend. "Late-blooming talent", I have only seen one person like Deacon Shen after hundreds of years of practice. If it had been another two or three years, Deacon Shen, under the guidance of the two ancestors of Fenghong Villa, would probably be better than the talented disciples under our sect. Even better. There is a successor to Fenghong Villa!"

The tall hat was thrown over, and Shen Hao frowned secretly.

"Hahaha" Yang Ming laughed before he said anything, took over Feng Yu's words and said, "What? Does Elder Feng want to poach the two ancestors?"

"Haha, I don't dare. It's just that I haven't seen a junior with such outstanding talent for a long time, and he is not from a sect. In addition, Deacon Shen had some unique insights into "xinxing cultivation" at Wanjuanshu Mountain. I am very curious about Shen. Deacon's method. If there is a chance, I hope Deacon Shen can come to the next "Sword Trial Conference" of Mingshan Sect."

Shen Hao saw the curiosity in Feng Yu's eyes, but he didn't seem to have any malice. I felt strange.

"Brother Feng is still the same as before. Hahaha, don't mind Deacon Shen. Brother Feng is the most persistent in all kinds of magic. I heard that Deacon Shen is good at using swords and has a special "intent", so I came here On the way, I have been thinking about seeing Mr. Shen show off his skills at the sword trial competition two years later. So I look anxious and ask Deacon Shen to forgive me for being rude." Sun Shaoji laughed, and after speaking, he turned to Shen Hao and Yang Ming cupped his hands as if to express his apology.

Feng Yu next to him also regained his smile at this time, and also handed over his hand to apologize, as if the sharp appearance just now was really just out of curiosity about a genius like Shen Hao, and the purpose was just for a "sword trial competition".

However, Shen Hao still tasted something different in his heart.

"The sword trial meeting? That is a matter within your sect circle. Even if you go to Fenghong Villa, you will only be watching the ceremony and will not leave the show. The two of you came to invite Deacon Shen in person. This is too much honor. I'm afraid Deacon Shen can't afford it. . How about you two come down to Fenghong Villa to meet the two ancestors before making a decision?" Yang Ming had a smile on his lips, but there was no smile at all in his eyes. On this occasion, he spoke louder, so Shen Hao didn't have to speak.