Chapter 103 The new generation of saints from the Demon Sect! The clumsy yelling of the little white wolf echoed in the forest, which was particularly eye-catching.
In the mountains and forests in the distance, there seemed to be a gust of wind and snow, and there was a figure running in the mountains and forests.
Every time it hits the ground, all kinds of wind, snow and mud are splashed, adding a bit of earthy color to this snowy scene?
Mo Shanshan's expression suddenly became solemn. He was a cultivator among the desolate people, about the level of Dongxuan realm.
It didn't take long before the wind and snow that swept from the mountain forest just stopped. It was a young girl who was still young, wearing bloated animal skins, and behind her was a scimitar unique to barren people.
The girl's eyes were full of vigilance. On the flat place outside the mountain forest, there were two very peaceful people sitting opposite each other.
Especially that Taoist, wearing a Taoist robe, made a little hatred appear in the girl's eyes.
The girl quickly stepped forward, picked up the little white wolf, and said, "Are you from Xiling?"
In the tribe, she had seen those captured Xiling people, those sacrificed to Hades.
As the new saint of the Demon Sect, she has also killed many Xiling people, but more often than not she killed the barbarians who occupied their homeland.
Mo Shanshan did not let down her guard. She held a talisman in her hand and said calmly: "I am from the River Country."
Chen Xuan looked at the girl and said, "My household registration is in Tang State, so I can be considered a resident of Tang State."
For the sake of convenience, the household registration is in the country of Tang, so I can only be counted as a resident! The vigilance in the girl's eyes never weakened. She hugged the snow wolf, took a few steps forward, and said, "My name is Tang Xiaotang, from Mingzong. Why are you coming to my house?"
She is the new generation of saintess of Mingzong, and the gate of Mingzong Mountain is located in the abandoned mountain, which belongs to Mingzong.
In the past few days, many practitioners from the Central Plains countries have come to the mountains, but most of them can't get out of the mountains.
Mo Shanshan's eyes were full of doubts, and he asked, "Your home?"
Tang Xiaotang hugged the cute snow wolf and retorted: "The Tianqi Mountains are the last home of us desert people. Why is it not my home? If it were not for the Tang people, how could we be reduced to living in the far north."
That was a thousand years ago. The founder of the Ming Sect established the Ming Sect in the wasteland.
In the Huangren tribe, he taught Mingzong's skills, which later aroused the jealousy of the temple and became the Demon Sect. At that time, the Huangren were the enemies of the whole world.
I heard that the women in the Dahe Kingdom are very beautiful, and seeing them today, it is indeed so, but it is a pity that such a beautiful woman abandons the mountain when she comes here.
Chen Xuan moved the wooden stool, looked at the girl, and said calmly: "That's why barbarians want to go south to fight the barbarians on the grassland. Things beyond reach.”
The world has been at peace for a long time, except for the Tang Kingdom which still maintains a huge iron cavalry, all the countries in the world have long since let their horses go to Nanshan.
The existence of the temple is very well coordinated. The disputes in the world, but the Tang Kingdom does not belong to it, which makes the temple very helpless. The two-story building is really too tall.
Tang Xiaotang stopped on the spot, her petite body was brewing majestic power. The barren people grew up in the extreme north, and they are best at fighting. In terms of fighting, Tang Xiaotang didn't think that she would lose to that beautiful Dahe country woman.
A Talisman Master in the Dongxuan Realm, before the woman from the River Kingdom could use her Talisman, the sword behind her was revealed.
It can be cut open. That Taoist woman, that exquisite neck, is just that Taoist. Tang Xiaotang can't see through it. She said solemnly: "You guys killed many Mingzong disciples in Tianqi Mountain, and also killed many Huangren." .”
Today's winter in Tianqi Mountain was extremely uneven, and many people died, but some survivors narrated the appearance of some people.
That extremely beautiful woman, that Taoist priest wearing a blue robe.
Sensing a certain unruly aura in the forest, Chen Xuan nodded slightly and said, "Miss Tang, murderers, people will always kill them."
"Those so-called Demon Sect disciples were riddled with bad karma and wanted to kill me and the Mountain Lord, so they died under my sword."
"Is there anything wrong with this? If you want to kill someone, you should be prepared to be killed by others."
As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings became quiet, the sound of the wind stagnated, and even the vitality of the heaven and earth flowing between the heaven and the earth also stagnated for it.
"You're right, but I'm afraid you'll kill me!"
Tang Xiaotang didn't talk too much nonsense with Chen Xuan, but turned around directly, and rushed towards the mountain forest. Another gust of wind and snow swept through, and disappeared into the vast mountain forest.
The wind and snow that swept up, mixed with mud, was flying in the air, fluttering and falling towards Chen Xuan and the two of them.
As Chen Xuan waved his sleeves, the flying snow and soil returned to the ground.
The tea brewed on the small red clay stove on the tree stump was just right, and the clear tea soup rippled in the cup.
Mo Shanshan looked at Tang Xiaotang in the direction where he disappeared, and frowned slightly: "Tang Xiaotang, you are very strong."
She is a talisman master in the upper realm of Dongxuan, but if she had a life-and-death fight with the young girl just now, she might not be the one who survived.
At this time, Mo Shanshan felt more and more that the cultivation base of Dongxuan Upper Realm was not enough for walking in the world.
Chen Xuan held the tea cup and said with a smile: "It should be a bit better than Long Qing, the son of light in the temple."
"In the midsummer of this year, Long Qing went to the academy to climb a mountain, but was defeated by Ning Que. His stable Dao heart was no longer stable. For a person who has always been proud, it was like a nail."
"If you can't pull out this nail, how can Long Qing be willing?"
He thought of that hard-talking son of Guangming. Today, the second floor of Midsummer Academy opened, and his Yangshen traveled to Wenxin Bureau. Not only did he see Master, Ning Que, Jiang Chun, but also Long Qing!
It's just that Long Qing is too proud. For people who are too proud, once their pride is shattered, their Taoist heart will collapse.
Long Qing dared to kill the nymphomaniac and behead the Taoist in that questioning formation, but can a big dream really ask the heart? Does Long Qing really dare to draw his sword to the Taoist Ye Hongyu to discuss the Tao?
Long Qing naturally didn't dare.
Mo Shanshan said: "In other words, there will be a battle between Ning Que, the Thirteenth Master of the Academy, and Prince Long Qing in Tianzhi Mountain?"
Chen Xuan replied with a smile: "It should be so, maybe if the two of them don't meet, there won't be that battle."
But really, Ning Que and Long Qing really won't meet in this vast and abandoned mountain range?
Chen Xuan looked at Mo Shanshan with a pale face, and he cut a wooden tablet, and wrote a fire talisman in dragon and phoenix script.
The ordinary wooden sign exudes heat and dispels the coldness around it.
"Mountain Master, if you carry this wooden sign with you, you won't be so cold."
Although the fire talisman can dispel the cold, it can only warm the ground of the hands, but his talisman can warm the ground of three feet.
Mo Shanshan took the wooden sign in her hand and looked at the lines on it carefully. This was a talisman she had never seen before.
"What kind of talisman is this?"
"A charm that can keep you warm!"
"Can you teach me?"
"Of course!"
(End of this chapter)