Chapter 898

While they were talking, Ming Qing led a few disciples out of the tent and walked around the Dragon Creek Valley. They looked at the tents, bonfires, and everything else of the Wuming Hall disciples. Only then did they arrive in front of a large rock and leaped onto it. They raised their heads to look at the full moon in the sky and quietly stood there.

Ming Qing's disciples didn't dare to say anything when they saw Ming Qing's expression. After a while, Ming Qing jumped down from the rock and said, "Let's go."

The disciples looked at each other and one of them smiled apologetically and asked, "Martial Uncle Ming … Is there something on your mind?"

Ming Qing turned to look at the disciple and said softly, "No, what's on my mind?"

"Haha, Martial Uncle Ming, don't hide it from us. Just like you, we were scolded by the Hall Master because of that Distant Fire Hall disciple.

We were only scolded because our martial arts weren't as good as his. You … Did you go easy on him … "

Ming Qing smiled and said, "You really know how to think!"

Then, he sighed and said, "I didn't go easy on him. That disciple's martial arts were indeed powerful and his divine strength was shocking. I wasn't his match.

Didn't you see?

Even Hu Ben was defeated by that disciple in terms of strength. "

"But, Senior Uncle Xi only used one sword strike and it almost took that disciple's life?"

"That disciple fought from the bottom of the mountain all the way to the top. He was already exhausted and his internal energy was limited. Naturally, he wasn't Senior Brother Xi's match." Ming Qing disagreed.

"But that's the problem. Martial Uncle Ming, you and Martial Uncle Hu didn't manage to stop that disciple, and … the disciple he was looking for was actually … was actually Zixia … Wouldn't that make Martial Uncle Xi hate him?"

"What?

You … What are you trying to say? "Ming Qing unknowingly stopped in his tracks.

"Haha, what else can we say?

It's just that I feel that Palace Hall sending us to this dilapidated valley on Dragon Head Peak, I'm afraid that … Martial Uncle Xi … Heh heh, has a small opinion of you? "

"Pfft." Ming Qing laughed and waved his hand. "It's not as complicated as you think.

Of course, the Palace Master reprimanded me for that disciple of the Distant Fire Temple. Even Hu Ben was reprimanded. However, he relied on his own ability to break into Mo Xuan Palace. Others may not know, but how could you not know?

He showed mercy to all of you and didn't hurt any of you. Could it be that he wants me and Huben to kill you?

Didn't you see that Senior Martial Brother Xu injured that disciple? Wasn't he also injured?

Huben and I wanted to injure him, but at the same time that we injured that disciple, it was unavoidable that we would be injured by others. Since we are all disciples of the Lingering Fragrance Peak, there is no need for us to fight to the death.

As for Senior Brother Xi … that's naturally different. Senior Sister Zi Xia … cough cough, she was snatched away by someone else. If he didn't act ruthlessly … that would be strange! "

"Furthermore, in the end, the sword actually didn't stab down. It must have been Lord Sect Leader who stopped it. Since Lord Sect Leader gave his approval, why would Lord Palace Master vent his anger on us?

Didn't you see how Senior Brother Xi avoided it?

Even when we left Rui Jin Hall, he didn't return? "

"I'm just thinking that since Lord Sect Leader sent us here so early to teach Wuming Hall's disciples martial arts, there must be some big movement in the Pugilistic World. Previously, when we dealt with the Misty School, even though the three sects joined forces, many of our brothers died. This time … I'm afraid there will be more!"

"Our Spreading Fragrance Cult has relied on the blessings of our ancestors to stay here. We are far away from the bloodshed and killing in the Pugilistic World. This is really a paradise. As for Lord Sect Leader …"

Speaking up to this point, he stopped and didn't continue speaking.

The few disciples looked at each other. They understood that Ming Qing felt that the Spreading Fragrance Cult's disciples had already suffered a lot of casualties. Looking at the movement this time, it would definitely be bigger than the previous time. The casualties would be even greater. He felt that it was unwise for Lord Sect Leader to recklessly take part in the Pugilistic World's vendetta.

However, how could they, as disciples, question Lord Sect Leader's orders?

They could only smile and say, "Since Martial Uncle Ming isn't worried about being reprimanded by Lord Sect Leader, it's good that we're tired of staying at Lingering Fragrance Peak. Coming to Dragon Creek Valley and going to the Pugilistic World is also a good thing …"

Everyone hugged Ming Qing and didn't mention this matter anymore. They only talked about their daily affairs and returned to the tent.

After everyone left, Zhang Xiaohua revealed herself from the side of the big rock. Looking at Ming Qing's back, she thought, This Ming Qing has a merciful heart.

I wonder which sect Lord Sect Leader is going to attack this time!

Forget it, anyway, the disciples of the Misty School are all at Shixin Peak. I don't know anyone in the Pugilistic World. It has nothing to do with me. It's better for me to look for my precious pill furnace! "

After that, she formed a seal and went straight to Dragon Head Peak!

A few days later, on the broad road, Zhang Xiaohua sat cross-legged on the back of the David's Deer. His eyes were closed, and his left and right hands were forming different seals. He was meditating and comprehending the Heavenly Dao.

It was the sun hanging high in the sky. It shone on his body, making him feel warm.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly frowned. His eyes were not open, but the seals in his left and right hands were continuously forming seals. Then, Zhang Xiaohua flew up and floated in the air. The most amazing thing was that as Zhang Xiaohua floated forward, his figure gradually faded. Finally, after a few moments, he completely disappeared!

The next moment, Zhang Xiaohua's figure appeared above the David's Deer. He lowered his head and looked at his hands and feet. He couldn't help but laugh, "Haha, so it's like this!"

Then, Zhang Xiaohua disappeared into thin air again. When he reappeared, he was on a tree not far away!

The Misty School's Flying Skill is really magical. Although I haven't learned it, this concealment technique is exactly what I can use. In the future, I can fly in the wind during the day, Zhang Xiaohua thought to himself.

When he was at Shixin Peak, he began to practice the Flight Technique. However, his cultivation was still shallow and he couldn't comprehend it. Even the Genuine Qi in his body was far from enough to support it. Therefore, he first practiced the Flight Technique's concealment technique. However, he couldn't fully master it. Until now, when he was comprehending the Way of Heaven, he suddenly had an epiphany and comprehended the final trick.

"Haha," Zhang Xiaohua flew back to Huanhuan's back. He touched his nose and praised, "You have a good character."

It was no wonder that Zhang Xiaohua was happy. Along the way, in addition to the Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnace on Longshou Peak, he also found another Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnace on Dongting Peak yesterday. At this time, there were five identical Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnaces in Zhang Xiaohua's belt. This also proved that Zhang Xiaohua's guess was correct. There was an "Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnace" on the nineteen peaks of the Fragrant Cult, but … "What's the use of having an identical furnace on each peak?"

This thought had now become a major problem for Zhang Xiaohua to ponder.

Huanhuan didn't seem to understand Zhang Xiaohua's confusion. She just walked along the main road and walked in the middle. A few days ago, they would occasionally meet disciples of the Fragrant Cult on the main road. However, since yesterday, after coming down from Dongting Peak, they didn't meet any disciples of the Fragrant Cult!

"Perhaps we are almost at the Huan Xu!" Zhang Xiaohua thought, "I wonder how far it is!"

Zhang Xiaohua raised her head and looked in the direction of the Huan Xu.

"Eh?

What is that? "Zhang Xiaohua asked in surprise.

In front of Zhang Xiaohua was a continuous mountain range. In the mountain range, the sky was really covered with dark clouds. It wasn't that there were flashes of lightning in the dark clouds, but that the dark clouds were constantly changing!

"Could that be the Huan Xu?"

The more Zhang Xiaohua thought about it, the more she felt that it was right. Didn't the disciples of Wuming Hall on Longshou Peak say that they could see it from afar and would never get lost? Wasn't it true?

"Let's go and see what exactly is the Huan Xu!"

Zhang Xiaohua patted Huanhuan's bald horn. Huanhuan quickened her pace and headed in the direction of the Huan Xu.

As the ancient people said, "Seeing the mountain will cause the horse to run to death."

That was right. Although Zhang Xiaohua saw the dark clouds above the Huan Xu and the flashes of lightning, it was only two days later when she arrived at the Huan Xu.

As Zhang Xiaohua got closer to the Huan Xu, she gradually saw the true appearance of the Huan Xu. What kind of place was it?

He saw a huge plain between the mountains, which was not inferior to the Youlan Prairie in the Youlan Grand Canyon. However, this plain was not covered with green grass or tall trees. Instead, it was filled with huge broken walls, just like the collapsed houses of ordinary people. However, these walls were extremely tall and wide. Although they had already collapsed, the remaining walls that were still standing were more than three times the height of ordinary houses. Moreover, the broken pillars were even more frightening. The thickness of the pillars was more than two people's height. There was no need to talk about the other things, they were all incomparably huge!

"The Huan Xu, perhaps this is how the Huan Xu came to be."

Zhang Xiaohua looked from afar and unconsciously understood.

Above the huge ruins, there were the dark clouds that Zhang Xiaohua saw two days ago. The dark clouds shrouded the entire ruins, as if there was a heavy rainstorm. These dark clouds slowly rotated. In the middle, some thick lightning shot out from the clouds from time to time and struck down. Although Zhang Xiaohua was still far away from the center, the rumbling thunder had already entered her ears.

"Great ~" Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but feel happy. There was only half of the True Qi in his meridians. The rest was absorbed by the Delusion-breaker Dharma Eye in his left hand. He was worried about how to solve this problem. Now that he saw lightning, how could he not be happy?

Other people were afraid of lightning but Zhang Xiaohua was not. On the deserted island overseas, he had tempered his body with lightning. He had absorbed the Qi of Heaven and Earth into his meridians and cultivated the Carefree Heart Sutra to the middle level. Even though the lightning above Huan Xu was fierce, it would not be too dangerous if he were to guide the lightning carefully.

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