Chapter 8 Xuanyang Disturbance (1)
Xiao Yi was very shocked and worried about the time that it had passed so long. Even in the cave, he had just thought about it for a year or two years. He heard what the two Taoist priests said was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the ending between Fang Ting and himself was even more worried. He fell into deep thought for a moment, but he felt uncomfortable when he fell into deep thought. Because he had just entered the out-of-body stage and entered directly from the Nascent Soul stage, he had no experience in controlling the sudden real energy. When he was awake, the real energy gathered in the Nascent Soul, but now he was in deep thought. The real energy without control naturally revealed itself, emitting an out-of-body momentum, forming a overwhelming momentum, rolling up layers of airflow.
Looking at Xiao Yiyu who was talking to himself, the two Taoists had questions about this weird person who came out of the stone wall, had long hair, but was wearing a short casual outfit, and couldn't see clearly about his cultivation and age. But he was about to ask a question, but suddenly a great momentum came out of the body of this silent person. Suddenly, the two of them felt that their whole body was carrying a huge weight of thousands of pounds. A sense of suffocation came, and the true energy in their bodies was not in charge, and a sense of fear arose from their hearts. They were originally disciples of the Xuanyang Sect, Xuanqing and Xuanming. They were both junior brothers of the current head of the sect, and they had both cultivated into golden elixirs. They could be said to be absolute masters in the world of cultivation on earth, and they were all figures who could walk sideways, except for a few big ones.
There were few people outside the sect who took it seriously. Even if they met several sects, they would not be able to fight back. The momentum alone made them frightened. Xiao Yiyu's appearance was so strange. A few months ago, the two heard the disciple's son saying that there were seven-colored lights on Mount Lu (hehe, Xiao Yi was crazyly absorbing spiritual energy and forming the Nascent Soul). The sect condemned the two to check, but there was no sign. They had to give up after a few inspections. Today, they passed by here and came to check again, but they saw Xiao Yi coming out of the stone wall (that was a barrier and an illusion). Seeing that Xiao Yi was so energetic that he couldn't see his cultivation clearly, he was shocked, so Xiao Yi was a little stunned when he asked.
Let me say that Xiao Yi was still silent, but the two of them struggled to resist the momentum that Xiao Yi inadvertently emitted. The two were really miserable, and even spoke without saying anything. The huge momentum made the two of them feel tight and angry. They opened their mouths but never made any sound. They took a few steps back but still sat on the ground, sweating on their foreheads and trying hard to support themselves to prevent themselves from lying down. However, with the loss of time, Xiao Yi's true energy was released more and more, and the pressure they were under was getting heavier and heavier, and his arms were actually bent little by little...
At this moment, a "boom!" sound came, but a rock next to him could not withstand the pressure and slipped down. The sound woke Xiao Yiyu in contemplation. The two suddenly felt that the pressure was lighter. The pressure that had just been forced suddenly disappeared, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out from their mouths, and most of the stuffy air in their chests disappeared. The two of them who could do their best did not care about their image, but just sat on the ground and gasped heavily.
Xiao Yi, who was awakened, looked up and saw that the two who were standing in a mess just now were sitting on the ground in a mess. He looked at the two with questions and asked, "You... are this?" Xuanqing and Xuanming couldn't help but lament that they were really unlucky and had suffered such harm. But the person involved in this matter did not know what happened, and they couldn't help but smile bitterly. But they were helpless. Others' skills were placed there, and the cultivation world was originally a place where they spoke by their strength, and from what they seemed just now, Xiao Yi was also unintentional. And both
The man was really shameless to say that he was forced by Xiao Yiyu's aura, so he had to eat. While the two of them were embarrassed and didn't know whether they should tell me, a sword light lit up in the distance and gradually became bigger, but he came with a flying sword. Xuanqing and Xuanming had already seen that this person was a disciple in the sect, so they stood up and tidied up their clothes. It would be fine if they were embarrassed. If they still fell into the eyes of the disciple in the sect, then the old face would be lost. However, the blood on the corners of their mouths and messy hair were not fixed at once, so, if they looked closer, they still felt a little embarrassed.
In an instant, he came to the place where several people stood. The sword light disappeared and a young Taoist priest appeared. Without looking at Xiao Yiyu, he looked at Xuanqing and Xuanming and the others with politeness: "The two uncles, the master has arrived. I will condemn my disciples to come and ask the uncle to meet."
"Oh? Senior brother has arrived? Have the heads of the other sects arrived too?" Xuan Ming was speaking.
"Except for Uncle Lin from Shennong Valley, there are still futures, and everything else has arrived."
"Oh! I understand, um~~~, you go back first, we will come soon." Xuan Qing said.
"Yes, disciple obey the order." The young man was about to set up a sword and take a break, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the two of them in a little embarrassed manner and asked, "What's wrong with the two uncles?"
The two of them coughed awkwardly, and Xuanming said, "It's nothing, you can go back first, nephew, teacher!"
Although the young man had questions, since Uncle Master said so, it was hard to ask. He just said, "I took my leave, turned my head and glanced at Xiao Yiyu, but didn't pay attention to driving the flying sword away.
Xiao Yi just watched by the side until the young man left.
Xuanqing and the others waited for the man to walk away and noticed Xiao Yi's coming again. Although there were many questions, after seeing Xiao Yi's cultivation, they did not lose their etiquette. They stepped forward and said, "Xuanqing (Xuanming) of Xuanyang Sect has met his senior!"
Chapter completed!