"Haha, it's been a while. Can't you come over and sit? It's lively over here." Mo Nian laughed heartily, seemingly quite familiar with Hu Feng.
"No, I'll stay here for now. Next time, if I get the chance, I'll treat you to a drink. Thank you for your Qingshui Lingyin." Hu Feng smiled and declined Mo Nian's suggestion.
He couldn't go to this place recklessly. If he did, it would mean he had joined the Tianwu Alliance's camp, and he would ultimately sit in the neutral zone.
"Hehe, it's fine. Let me tell you, there are plenty of those things in the cemetery. You can take as much as you want, and I'll count it as wholesale. The bigger the quantity, the better the discount." Mo Nian chuckled.
Qingshui Lingyin is a kind of lively mercury, a very peculiar substance usually used to seal statues or coffins. The only question is why Hu Feng wants it for.
This Clear Water Spirit Silver, underground, automatically absorbs the earth's essence and slowly grows, while above the earth, the spiritual energy is absorbed and slowly dissipates.
Mo Nian had been working underground for a long time, so there were quite a few of these items. By chance, the two of them came across one of them, and Hu Feng bought quite a few of them.
Originally, Mo Nian intended to give it to him, but Hu Feng insisted on not wanting it, so in the end, he bought it.
As soon as Mo Nian said this, the faces of the powerful figures from the Ancient Clan, Tianwu Alliance, and Xuan Beast Clan changed. Mo Nian had dug up their graves, taking their belongings to sell for money. Their expressions turned extremely grim—this was simply outrageous.
He hadn't expected Mo Nian to say it in public. Hu Feng felt a bit embarrassed, but said nothing, just sat down in the neutral zone.
"Big brother, aren't you really that strong?" As soon as Hu Feng sat down, a young girl enthusiastically approached him.
"This ... Not very impressive either. Hu Feng was stunned. He felt it was hard to answer this question. He answered, yes, a bit pretentious; answered no, a bit hypocritical.
"Xuan'er, don't mess around."
Suddenly, a woman pulled the girl back. The girl was none other than Qi Xuan. The person who pulled her was her sister, Qi Fengxue, who was as famous as Ye Lingshan in Qingfeng City.
Qi Fengxue said a bit embarrassedly, "Sorry, my sister is immature and offended her." Hu
Feng smiled slightly and said, "It's fine. Your sister is innocent and lively, speaking without a trace of scheming. In the cultivation world, this dye vat, it's truly rare." "
Hehe, I knew big brother was a good person, and Brother Long Chen was a good person too. If Brother Long Chen came and couldn't beat so many bad people, would you come help him? Shouldn't good people help good people?" Qi Xuan giggled and said to Hu Feng.
"This ... "This ..." Hu Feng suddenly didn't know how to respond to this innocent and lively girl.
"Xuan'er, stop messing around and sit down."
Qi Fengxue's face turned cold. This was a neutral zone, and since she was standing here, she couldn't get involved in the dispute between the two sides. She even regretted bringing Qi Xuan along.
But if she hadn't been brought along, Qi Xuan would have cried and thrown a scene. She really had no way to do it and had to bring her, but now it was awkward.
Seeing Qi Fengxue's face turn cold, Qi Xuan's tears immediately fell as she cried, "None of you are heroes. Brother Long Chen is. He doesn't even know me in the Yin-Yang Realm. He saw I was pitiful and afraid I'd suffer, so he brought me here to find you."
In the realm of yin and yang, bringing someone along not only wastes the chance to hunt for treasure, but also puts yourself in danger.
But Brother Long Chen is merely my family and doesn't know my identity, so he just took me away like that.
And you? She saved your own sister, and you stood there watching the commotion twice. Is cultivation really just for self-preservation? Qi
Fengxue's expression suddenly became a bit awkward. Although Qi Xuan was innocent and childlike, she still understood some principles.
She knew that gratitude and repaying gratitude were a principle even children understood. How could she not understand it? But even if she understood, there was nothing she could do. She was not alone; she represented Tianluo Ancient Castle and had to be cautious with her words and actions.
"Long Chen, have you arrived yet?" This time, I'm going to fight you for three hundred rounds. Suddenly
, a powerful voice shook the void. A tall, chubby man with a rugged face walked in, carrying a massive butcher's knife on his shoulder.
"Ruthless Jue Yang Tu Qianshang!"
Someone exclaimed in surprise. That fat man was none other than the disciple of the Wine God Palace, the ruthless Jue Yang Tu Qianshang.
Now, Tu Qianshang had actually advanced to the Tongming Realm, but as soon as he entered, a strong smell of alcohol filled everyone's noses.
"Cough, cough, cough... The
liquor was pungent and pungent, like *, making it hard to breathe and causing a burning pain in the chest.
"Hahaha, Fatty, you're finally here! Come over here, we've missed you so much." Master Bao laughed heartily and greeted him warmly, and the other masters also stood up, thrilled.
Seeing Master Bao and the others, Tu Qianshang was overjoyed and hurried over to hug them.
"Damn, I ran into a few reckless pigs outside and stopped me from entering. I thought Long Chen had already arrived." Tu Qianshang cursed.
Earlier, everyone had seen blood stained on Tu Qianshang's butcher's knife, but now, hearing him speak, they immediately knew that those who had blocked his way were probably finished.
"Greetings, senior,"
Tu Qianshang bowed to the old man.
"Don't bring up those useless things. We know you definitely have some good wine. Come on, come on, come out on the hour and try it. In this world, your wine is the most powerful, old butcher." As he spoke, Bao Ye was drooling.
Tu Qianshang was familiar with Master Bao and the others. Upon meeting, he didn't say a word and started drinking directly, even the old man joined in.
For a moment, the aroma of wine filled the air, but the aroma drifted out, even the space itself twisted slightly. Master Bao took a sip, exhaled, and even the air was set ablaze.
"Damn, if I weren't so close with you, I'd think you were giving me poison. This wine is so satisfying." Master Bao laughed heartily.
Tu Qianshang's wine was known for its fierce and domineering style. Ever since helping Long Chen escape from the capital of Great Xia and engaging in a fierce battle, he resolved years of grievances, and since then he has devoted himself to the art of wine, the spirit of his brewed wine has become even more profound.
Even the old man was thrilled, forgetting all his previous unpleasantness with Qu Jianying, looking every bit like a bunch of drunkards.
"Tu Qianshang, what do you mean? Is your Wine God Palace going to interfere in Long Chen's affairs? An elder dressed in Tianji Island robes shouted coldly.
"The Wine God Palace is the Wine God Palace. I, Tu Qianshang, am my Tu Qianshang. I came today to drink with Long Chen. What does anything else have to do with me? What does it have to do with the Wine God Palace?
Also, from now on, don't stand so high when talking to me. Consider yourself lucky today—I haven't drunk too much, or I'd have cut off your pork knuckle to go with the wine already." Tu Qianshang replied coldly, then stopped looking at the man and continued drinking with the old man and the others.
Tu Qianshang's temper was very popular with the old man, especially his wine, which suited their tastes. After a few bowls, they even forgot they were on Tianji Island.
More and more powerful figures arrived, but what made Qu Jianying a bit disappointed was that many righteous cultivators had ended up siding with Dan Valley, and some had even moved to neutral zones.
"Alliance Leader, don't be sad. The waves sift the sand, and what you swept away was gold. Scraping the bone to cure poison is inevitable. After the pain, rebirth will come." Li Tianxuan comforted her.
"I understand the reasoning, but how can people be without feeling?" Seeing those subordinates who once followed me through life and death, fighting against the evil path, actually standing with the evil path, I don't feel heartache—that's a lie. Qu Jianying shook his head.
"Times are changing, and so are people's hearts. Back then, they were able to follow you partly because of their passion, partly because of your personal charisma, and most importantly, because the righteous path was gradually declining and on the verge of destruction. Other forces merely watched from the sidelines.
They don't want to die; they must resist. They fight desperately not because they are noble, but because they cannot fight; if they do, there is still a sliver of hope; if they don't, death is inevitable.
Back then, they had only one path to take, but now, with more choices, only now can one see who truly is righteous. Li Tianxuan looked at those former righteous masters and said calmly.
Many of these seniors were the powerful figures Li Tianxuan admired in his youth, but now, having grown accustomed to the coldness of the world, Li Tianxuan actually felt it was no longer a big deal.
"Di Feng has arrived."
Suddenly, from above the void, a flying vessel shot toward them. From the vessel stepped down a man dressed in splendid clothes and long hair—it was Di Feng, the son of the Imperial Dragon and the top genius of the Ancient Family Alliance.
As Di Feng stepped down from the flying boat, a group of powerful figures from ancient families also stepped down from the vessel.
These disciples were all very young, but all were at the mid-stage of the Destiny Star Realm, each radiating restrained divine light and an astonishing presence.
As soon as Di Feng got off the flying boat, he immediately spotted Mo Nian in the crowd, his eyes turning cold:
"Mo Nian, do you dare to fight me to the death?"
"Come on, it's you? If it hadn't been for the Yin-Yang Realm riot last time, you would have been killed by me.
In the last battle, you despicably set a trap to ambush me, but you failed again.
If you really wanted to have a life-or-death showdown with me, you wouldn't have set up any underhanded moves in advance. Setting up such schemes means you have no confidence in defeating me. It's just a fart—repeating them is pointless. Mo Nian curled his lips and sneered. Clearly, after the great battle between the Yin-Yang Realms, the two had fought each other.
"Hmph, that's because you're a cowardly coward. If you can't win, run. Otherwise, in a one-on-one fierce fight, how could I fear you? Di Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Mo Nian.
Just as Mo Nian was about to speak, suddenly all the powerful figures on Tianji Island felt a chill run through their skins. Two graceful figures walked in slowly.
As the two figures moved, snowflakes slowly swirled across the world, and the chill swept in, causing everyone to shiver.
They were two ice and snow goddesses who seemed to descend from the heavens. One of them was the Ice Fairy Ye Zhiqiu, and standing before Ye Zhiqiu was a beautiful woman who looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a snowflake pattern on her brow.
As soon as that woman appeared, the whole room gasped. Qu Jianying and the others all stood up, even the old man and the others stopped drinking, all standing up in disbelief:
"Why is she here?"
ps: Sorry, I got home late, so I updated just now.