suddenly!

The young male cultivator's eyes flashed in front of him, and a figure flashed past him and appeared directly in front of the old man covered in blood.

The young male cultivator changed from moving to stillness so quickly.

The old Taoist Nascent Soul stared at the thunder ball with his eyes wide open, looking at the one in front of him in surprise... the 'culprit' who threw him out!

The old Taoist could no longer stop the car, so he could only open his mouth and scold:

"you!"

Bang!

Wang Jixuan gently pushed out his palm, and a blood flower splashed out from the sky and earth, and blood light flew back dozens of miles.

The black-sailed boat was not completely spared.

Just a handful of bloody impact made the young master of the Murong family fly backwards, and the black-sailed boat was smashed to pieces.

Wang Jixuan turned his head, frowned, and exclaimed lightly, mostly confused.

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Is it his understanding of the combat power of the Jindan realm?

Why can't you even avoid the aftermath of this kind of battle?

However, Wang Jixuan now needs a guide to take him to successfully sneak into Wangxian Valley, and then he quietly goes to the head master to "disclose the truth".

Without disturbing too many people, the purpose of reminding all the sects of the righteous path in this world can be achieved!

Wang Jixuan raised his head, showed a kind smile, and looked at the figure of the young master ahead.

Two beautiful figures on the left and right rushed towards the young master in a hurry.

On the sea behind, the magic weapon shuttle ship hit the sea with a rolling fire.

Emina put away the immortal treasure sword and floated back to her treasure ship, leaving only Wang Jixuan standing in the air.

...

"Cough, cough cough! Thank you for helping me."

"No need to be too polite, no need to be too polite."

Wang Jixuan raised his hand to help him, and looked at the young young man in front of him who had just recovered with a smile.

If we don’t count the years and ignore the wandering second life, Wang Jixuan’s first and third lives may not be older than this young master.

Wang Jixuan used magic to look at the other party's bones.

This person must be over 200 years old, and his cultivation level is in the late stage of the Golden Elixir Realm. The Taoist foundation should have been inspired by experts, without any sense of vain. It is not a big problem to enter the Nascent Soul in the future.

This person's qualifications and understanding are not bad, but as the old Taoist Nascent Soul who died with his eyes closed, he was extremely deficit.

Wang Jixuan thought this person was a lustful person. After all, two female guards were with him, and the female guard was indeed quite beautiful.

But when he diagnosed the injury for this person just now, he found...

This guy is a pure yang body.

Never broke my body at all.

The reason for such a deficit can only be the scheming in the womb, resulting in congenital damage.

If you use magic medicine to make up for the missing innate origin, this person's cultivation may be able to quickly improve by several small levels.

"My younger generation, Murong Zhengyi, came from an overseas fairy island. He was going to visit a sect to watch the ceremony, but he never thought that he would be ambushed by this evil thief... Can you follow me home? I will beg my father to present the treasure!"

"There is no need for treasure."

Wang Jixuan waved his hand:

"This group of people was originally going to find you, but I met you in advance, so I just sent it to you."

Master Wang flicked his fingers lightly, and a little bit of aspiration slowly floated in front of Murong Zhengyi and unfolded on his own.

This is a little photorealism.

The old man, covered in scars, lay on the bow of the treasure ship, and said his purpose today in a trembling voice.

Wang Jixuan sighed: "I just didn't expect that you two good players in the Heaven and Earth Bridge could not catch a seriously injured Nascent Soul. Fortunately, no regrets happened."

Murong Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and sighed.

The two beautiful women also looked ashamed.

Murong Zhengyi whispered: "The disputes in my family have reached such a point of perseverance."

Wang Jixuan was a little puzzled.

A beautiful girl sighed, "There are only three worshipers in the clan who know our traces today, and I never thought about it..."

"I see."

Wang Jixuan smiled and said:

"I won't care about your family affairs.

"I can't save you in vain. You can continue to go to the Immortal Valley and think that the thing that intercepted you halfway did not happen.

"I have an old friend in Wangxian Valley. I want to take this opportunity to meet you."

Murong Zhengyi was a little puzzled: "Senior, you have such cultivation skills, which are unique in the world. When you look at the Immortal Valley, they will definitely regard them as guests of honor."

"Don't worry," said Dao Zhuang seriously, "If I am a bad person, it would be simple to control your mind."

Murong Zhengyi thought for a moment, lowered his head and bowed: "In this way, I took the initiative to invite my senior to Wangxian Valley."

"Let's go," Wang Jixuan said, "Your boat is destroyed. Go to my small boat, where my Taoist couple and disciples are there. You three don't have to be restrained."

"Oh, yes."

Murong Zheng asked:

"Third, if you want to hide your eyes, how should you call me in the future?"

"Just call me uncle."

"Sister me."

They hit it off.

It is indeed as Wang Jixuan said, it is easy for him to control the minds of the three of them to control the minds of the Mahayana masters who can act recklessly in this world.

Murong Zhengyi was naturally afraid that their Murong family was involved in a sect dispute, but he thought about it carefully...

He was an ordinary guest invited to Wangxian Valley. He could not enter the core of Wangxian Valley, but would only be in the cloud platform outside Wangxian Valley.

Take a step back and say that if this senior is not good for Wangxian Valley, there is no need to go so hard. He will also let him get into Wangxian Valley with him. The senior will just go directly to the gate of Wangxian Valley.

‘The Mahayana masters naturally have their own reasons for acting.”

Soon, the treasure ship carried six people and slowly flew towards Wangxian Valley.

Because the disciple competition for Wangxian Valley once every ten years is held in some time, everyone will go there early to give Wangxian Valley a face, so they don’t have to be too anxious.

Murong Zhengyi invited Wang Jixuan and the other two to Fang Town for a meal worth 5,000 spirit stones. Master Wang was more satisfied with this junior and gave a message to Murong Zhengyi for his practice.

This advice doesn't matter. Murong Zhengyi actually realized something and improved a small state.

This young man from the Murong family is even more convinced of Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan didn't ask about the Murong family, and Murong Zhengyi didn't dare to disturb this master with mundane things, but just took out some elegant things.

They traveled all the way and gradually approached the vicinity of Wangxian Valley. Master Wang suddenly smelled an unusual smell.

He stood up from the treasure ship and frowned and looked forward.

I saw white clouds floating in all directions within three hundred miles, with many figures on them, but most of them were meditating.

They seemed to be siege Wangxian Valley.

There are a large number of disciples and disciples from more than a dozen families and large sects here!

There are several small and medium-sized sects that depend on Wangxian Valley, and they seem to have even more elite troops.

In addition, there are at least tens of thousands of casual cultivators watching the fun outside. Wang Jixuan carefully sensed that there were more than a dozen famous casual cultivators here, with their cultivation in the Nascent Soul and Combination Realm.

What's going on?

Why do I feel that this time it is not a disciple competition, but a fairy tale meeting to hold?

Wang Jixuan hid his body, stood on the edge of the treasure ship, frowned and looked at the familiar treasure land of the canyon below.

The countless towers and palaces on the mountain walls on both sides are where he once practiced, discussed the Tao, and made breakthroughs.

At first glance, it's all memories.

It seems like a different life, nothing more than that.

"Senior," Murong Zhengyi whispered, "I have a few acquaintances of my juniors. I'll go find them first. It seems that this is not a battle between disciples in the sect."

"Go," Wang Jixuan responded casually.
Chapter completed!