The sun is shining brightly, shedding a warm glow.
However, the feeling of everyone present was cold and solemn, like a cold winter.
The long street is full of corpses, and everywhere you look, it is bloody, like Shura hell, which makes people shudder.
It was the corpses of twenty-one foundation-building powerhouses This is simply an unimaginable thing for ordinary people, even the foundation building monks who followed here from the auction hall were full of fear and fear.
The foundation building powerhouse, it is not a small qi refining cultivator who can be seen everywhere, although looking at the world, the number is still huge, but in any medium-sized city, it is enough to dominate the side, and it is a well-deserved big man However, at the moment, more than 20 people died in the First World War, and all of them were killed by one person, which made everyone present feel as if they were in a dream, and they couldn't believe that what was happening in front of them was real.
It took a long time for everyone to reluctantly accept this fact, and then the place was completely boiling, and everyone was terrified and even more shocked, and the noise resounded like a tsunami throughout the long street.
"What is the origin of this person to be so powerful, it is unimaginable to fight alone" "It must be Tianjiao cultivated by some big force, otherwise, it is impossible to be so strong" "Alas, I thought that I was also strong in the realm of building a foundation, but now it seems that I am really sitting in a well and watching the sky."
Everyone's eyes converged on Ling Xian, some were shocked, some were envious, some were afraid, but without exception, everyone's eyes had the same meaning in them.
Awe.
God-like awe.
At this moment, Ling Xian was wearing golden armor and holding a divine weapon, delicate and handsome, heroic and compelling, as if he was as extraordinary as a supreme true immortal, and as terrifying as the strongest demon king.
Two diametrically opposed auras come together, but they feel extremely harmonious, as if the terrible boy in front of him should be like this.
The shape is like a free fairy, and the air is like a demon god "Presumably you already know my identity, yes, the person wanted by the third prince is me, who else wants to attack me in exchange for glory and wealth?"
Ling Xian's cold gaze glanced around, and just as he was fighting with the Cloud Sky City Lord and his group, he felt that there were several killing intent gathered on him in the crowd of spectators, so at this moment, he said a word that made everyone shudder.
No one answered.
In other words, no one dared to answer.
Witnessing the picture of Ling Xian killing more than 20 strong people with one person and one halberd, who would dare to attack him After many people fell on this sentence, a trace of fear suddenly flashed on their faces, especially those few foundation building cultivators who had murderous intent towards Ling Xian, they were even more frightened and shivered all over their bodies, and they could no longer mention the slightest thought of going against him.
"Very good, you want to take my head in exchange for wealth, I will take care of it.
But I would like to advise you that before you act, you must be self-aware.
Ling Xian spoke lightly, and then came to the side of a black-clothed monk, ready to collect this person's storage bag.
These people are all foundation building monks, and they must be worth a lot of money, although he is now rich and rich, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, so naturally he will not let it go, maybe there will be something unexpected in it.
However, at this moment, a thin figure suddenly walked out of the crowd and walked towards Ling Xian with difficulty.
This was a little girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, ragged, unkempt, with a fearful but determined look on her sallow little face, slowly and laboriously walking towards Ling Xian, as if every step she took, she had exhausted all her strength.
Half hungry, half scared.
After all, Ling Xian's momentum at the moment was terrifying, coupled with the terrifying scenes around him, it was already very difficult for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl to have the courage to walk towards him, and he didn't know what was supporting this poor beggar.
"Hmm" A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Xian's eyes, and he said, "Don't say it, you're here to kill me." ” "No, no, no, I don't dare."
The beggar hurriedly waved his hand, his dirty little face full of fear.
Looking at the beggar whose face was full of fear, but his footsteps never stopped, Ling Xian's heart softened, as if he saw his former self, obviously full of fear of the future, but he still moved forward firmly, refusing to give up the persistence in his heart, he groaned for a while, and said: "But everything that requires courage, there must be faith to support, tell me, what is your faith, or desire?"
"I need spirit stones."
The beggar whispered, looking at the storage bag on the corpse, his big black and white eyes full of longing.
"For the Spirit Stone" Ling Xian's brows furrowed slightly, there was no boredom in his heart, he understood the hardships of the human beings at the bottom, especially the ragged child in front of him, who knew at a glance that he was a beggar.
However, his frown made the beggar tremble, and she subconsciously stopped in place, but soon, she gritted her teeth and continued to walk forward, but the pace was slower, but more determined.
"It's a little interesting, let's talk about your reasons, I know that my hands are covered with blood now, and I dare to rob my things, if it's just for the spirit stone to exchange for a full meal, I guess it won't be like this."
The corners of Ling Xian's mouth twitched, and he was very curious about the purpose of the child in front of him.
"My mother is dying, I want to get the spirit stone to save her" The beggar was full of fear, and even his voice trembled a little, but it was not difficult to hear the determination contained in this sentence.
"I see."
Ling Xian sighed lightly, revealing a warm smile, like an iceberg thawing, a hundred flowers blooming, dispelling the fear in the beggar's heart, feeling that this smile was so warm, and the person in front of her didn't seem to be so terrible, she looked at Ling Xian with anticipation, and whispered, "Can you let me take their storage bags?"
"Yes, but you can only take one."
Ling Xian smiled faintly.
"Great, thank you, thank you."
The beggar looked happy, for her, one storage is enough, because this is the net worth of the strong foundation, even if it is one-tenth, it is enough to save the life of her mother.
"Now, you choose."
Ling Xian glanced at the beggar meaningfully, wanting to see which storage bag she would choose.
The beggar nodded heavily, and set her eyes on the body closest to her, which was the Lord of Cloud City.
There is no doubt that as the lord of a city, he must have a solid net worth, and it can be said that among these people who died, he must have the most spirit stones in his storage bag.
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The beggar hesitated for a moment, thinking of what his mother had warned him, he did not choose the storage bag of the city lord, but chose the storage bag of a man in black at random, and immediately pinched the small and delicate bag, and a happy smile appeared on his sallow little face.
"Good conduct, not insatiable."
Ling Xian smiled appreciatively, walked slowly to the beggar's side, and rubbed her messy and greasy long hair, without the slightest dislike.
"Thank you."
The beggar's little face turned red, she grew so big, only her mother had touched her head, and now, there was another person.
"No thanks, just do it."
The corners of Ling Xian's mouth were upturned, and his smile was warm and warm, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, which made the beggar's heart warm and smile happily.
"Tell me, what's your name."
Ling Xian squatted down, put her hands on her shoulders, looked at the dirty child in front of her, and inexplicably gave birth to a kind of closeness. intimate Ling Xian frowned slightly, how could he have such an emotion, could it be that he looked at the little girl in front of him and thought of his former self "My name is Yu Xunzhen."
The beggar's face was slightly red.
"Fish Seek Truth" Ling Xian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "The people in my generation are looking for the Great Dao, asking about immortality, and asking for the truth, a good name." ” In the world of cultivating immortals, the monk asked for immortals, which meant eternal life, and the road was simple, returning to the basics, so immortality was called true.
Therefore, the meaning of the word "truth-seeking" is naturally excellent.
"I don't understand what it means, my mother said it was my father's name, but I never met him."
Yu Xunzhen's eyes dimmed.
"It's okay, you'll understand when you grow up."
Ling Xian sighed lightly.
"Can you tell me your name, my mother said, the grace of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, and I will repay you in the future."
Yu Xun's true eyes showed anticipation, staring at Ling Xian's face, as if he wanted to engrave this face in his heart, and never forget it.
This is the second person in her life to treat her so gently.
"My name is Ling Xian, just keep it in my heart, and I don't ask for your return."
Ling Xian smiled at the corner of her mouth, rubbed her little head, and said, "Remember, born in this world, you must practice, and only when you are strong can you protect the people you care about, understand?"
"Well, I understand" Yu Xunzhen nodded heavily, her little face was flushed, although she was full of dirt, but it was difficult to hide her delicate facial features, it was conceivable that if she freshened up, she must be a beautiful embryo.
"Remember a sentence, as long as you don't give up until the last moment of your life, the darkness will always pass."
Ling Xian smiled and said, "I should go too, go and save your mother." ” "I will keep this kindness firmly in my heart, and one day, I will definitely repay you."
Yu Xunzhen's expression was firm, he glanced at Ling Xian deeply, and then turned around and walked towards the east.
Looking at her thin back that was gradually disappearing, Ling Xian sighed lightly, glanced at the audience with a hidden warning, and said, "I advise you not to hit this little girl's idea, otherwise, you should understand the consequences." ” As soon as the words fell, Sen Ran's killing intent poured out like a tide.
A few greedy people were suddenly silent, dispelling the idea of following the fish to find the truth.
"Hmph, scum."
Ling Xian snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, put away all the remaining storage bags, and then walked towards Lin Qingyi, intending to enter the teleportation array with her and leave Cloud City.
However, just as he walked to Lin Qingyi's side, a cold word slowly came from afar, exploding like thunder on the ground.
"Kill my child, and want to run away and leave me with your life" A terrifying momentum swept in, like the power of the Heavenly Venerable, invincible, incomparable, and instantly enveloped this place Under the pressure of this momentum that shocked the Eight Desolations, everyone trembled, and two words appeared in their minds, and then, an urge to kneel on the ground was born in their hearts.
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