Time passed by, and in a blink of an eye, it was already the fourth day that Wang Le and Hai Wuya, the master and disciple, rushed to Nanhuaguan day and night.

If it weren't for Xiao Yue, who had only the yellow-level cultivation level, Wang Le believed that he had returned to Nanhuaguan.

In addition to the factor of Xiao Yue, Wang Le's own injury also dragged down his rush.

However, there are both bad and good things. That is, after four days of healing, Wang Le's injuries have recovered very well.

It is mainly due to the unique magic power in the body, like a magic pill. Otherwise, it would be difficult to recover from such a serious injury so quickly.

Back to the topic, on the evening of the fourth day, as the sun sets, Wang Le and Hai Wuya, who were flying in the air, fell back to the ground.

Not far ahead, there is a town where thousands of lights are rising, like daylight.

Looking down from a high altitude, the town is so large that it is the only one that Wang Le saw since entering the martial arts world.

If another circle of city walls is built outside the town, it will obviously be a small city.

As the sun sets, business trips and groups of warriors from south to north and three or five opened up along the plains, and roads like spider webs gathered in endlessly to the market town, making it look particularly prosperous in the noisy and messy.

“Where is this place?”

"What's the name of such a large market town?"

Xiao Yue and Wang Le looked at the market town not far away, reflecting half of the sky, and asked in unison.

Of course, the two of them had already walked thousands of miles and read thousands of books and learned a lot of knowledge.

"This is Guangcheng Town." Hai Wuya replied.

Following Hai Wuya, he further told the two of them: "This Guangcheng Town should be the most prosperous town thousands of miles away."

"And this Guangcheng Town was located a huge city that was no less than Baiyujing, but was later destroyed in a peak god battle that will be recorded in history."

"Peak God War?" Wang Le and Xiao Yue both had their eyes lit up, showing a look of interest, allowing Hai Wuya to continue talking.

Hai Wuya did not go around the corner, and while walking towards Guangcheng Town, he said, "The peak god battle a thousand years ago was the life-and-death battle between Mo Xiangyang, the leader of the Wanxiang Sect, and the Supreme Elder of the Qing Palace, Jianli."

"Wanxiang Sect?" A strange color flashed deep in Wang Le's eyes. He didn't expect that after so long, he would hear about Wanxiang Sect again, and it was the peak god war that would be recorded in history forever.

"This Wanxiang Sect is really not simple. Then the forces behind the destruction of this Taoist tradition must be even stronger." Wang Le thought.

At the same time, Wang Le was also more vigilant about this, remembering his grandfather Ji Yang's original warning, that is, in this martial arts world, you must not reveal your true dragon tattoo, let alone let people know their relationship with Wanxiang Sect.

Judging from the fact that Yun Longjiu showed Xiao Zhixuan was an abandoned disciple of Wanxiang Sect, and he was a disciple of this old guy, Wang Le could be said to be from Wanxiang Sect.

Just when Wang Lexin was thinking, Xiao Yue asked Hai Wuya: "Master, are Di Hao and Di Jianli of the same lineage?"

Hai Wuya nodded and said, "That's right, Di Jianli is Di Hao's distant ancestor."

After a pause, Hai Wuya continued: "Di Jianli died in the peak god battle a thousand years ago. Although Mo Xiangyang won, he only won miserably. It didn't take long to turn into a divine battle."

"It can be said that in this magical battle, the inheritance of both major Taoist traditions failed, and neither side was the real winner. Qinggong fell because the Supreme Elder Emperor gradually faded and almost lost all his life."

"The Wanxiang Sect later changed the environment of heaven and earth. After the demon clan was exterminated, the Taoist tradition was destroyed and now it no longer exists."

Xiao Yue couldn't help but say sympathetically: "It's a pity for this Wanxiang Sect. The disciples have seen records from ancient books that their martial arts inheritance is unique in the martial arts world, but now there is no incense inheritance left."

Hai Wuya smiled and said, "The inheritance of Wanxiang Sect, which has produced the peak martial arts overlord, has a profound foundation. It is not easy to be completely extinct. It must have a way out of the cards, but it is just unknown."

Before Xiao Yue could ask, Hai Wuya said softly with a mysterious look on his face: "If nothing unexpected happens, the inherited incense of Wanxiang Sect should now be in the secular world."

"Because Yun Longjiu, the abandoned disciple of Wanxiang Sect, appeared in Xiao Zhixuan, and after escaping from the martial arts world, he lived in seclusion in the secular world."

Xiao Yue said with surprise and surprise: "Yun Longjiu showed Xiao Zhixuan is a legendary figure more than two hundred years ago. He is still alive? How is this possible?!"

Hai Wuya smiled and said, "The reason why that old guy is enemies all over the world is because he has obtained the immortal inheritance of Wanxiang Sect."

"No one wants to die if he possesses a treasure, and no one wants to live forever. Everyone wants to get the immortal inheritance of Wanxiang Sect, and Xiao Zhixuan, who has obtained this inheritance, has become the target of public criticism."

Speaking of this, Hai Wuya couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "If you want to say who kills the most people in the martial arts world, it is undoubtedly Xiao Zhixuan."

Then Hai Wuya looked at Wang Le who was silent on the side and continued, "Nanhua Blood Sword Han Ruo Water is undoubtedly a generation of killing stars in the martial arts world, but no matter how fierce he killed, he could only kill for decades. Yun Longjiu appeared Xiao Zhixuan for at least two hundred years, killing generation after generation, and finally killing all the world, and there is no place for him to sit in the martial arts world."

"Uh!" Wang Le murmured in his heart with a strange expression: "This old guy is so cool to kill, but it makes me dare not withdraw my half-cent from you now."

Hai Wuya noticed that Wang Le's face was strange and asked casually: "My friend Wang is from the world of the world. Could it be that he knows that Yunlongjiu appeared in Xiao Zhixuan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le denied without hesitation: "I don't have the chance to recognize this legendary immortal giant."

After a pause, Wang Le continued to smile and said, "If I really knew this kind of killing star, if I couldn't do it well, I would have already had a pile of dead bones, and I would never have the chance to come to this world where martial arts are prosperous."

Hai Wuya looked at Wang Le meaningfully, and was very sensible and didn't ask any more questions, because he knew that even if Wang Le had any relationship with Xiao Zhixuan, he would deny it.

After all, the name Xiao Zhixuan can be equated with the word "trouble".

Then he saw Hai Wuya smiled at Wang Le, "I haven't had a good rest these days because I've been on the road. Let's hurry up and find an inn and repair it all night!"

Of course, Wang Le had no objection and agreed, "Okay, let's rest in Guangcheng Town for one night, and rush back to Nanhuaguan in one breath in two days next."
Chapter completed!