Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 293 Ximen Wanqing
Ximen Wanqing lay quietly on the trunk of a big withered tree, motionless, her whole body was like a piece of dead wood, lifeless.

Seeing the two white-clothed men following her in the distance pass by the trunk of the big tree where she was hiding, Ximen Wanqing didn't dare to take a breath. In the past, the alchemy in the ancient well was full of sweat, and she felt like begging her grandfather Grandma Gao seems to be praying, praying that her breath restraint technique can avoid the detection of the two.

Two monks wearing the long uniforms of Huashan disciples quickly searched and passed by the big tree where Ximen Wanqing was hiding. Their gazes passed over the place where Ximen Wanqing was lying. No trace of Ximen Wanqing was detected here, and the two of them cautiously searched ahead, one behind the other.

"call……"

Seeing the two walk away, Ximen Wanqing took a long breath, the moment just now was quite dangerous.Ximen Wanqing knew very well that not only the two of them were foundation-building practitioners, but there were no less than ten foundation-building practitioners scattered around here. It is difficult to escape.

"It's really thanks to the breath restraining technique that Senior Huashan bestowed on me."

Ximen Wanqing was lying on the tree trunk, observing the surroundings vigilantly while recovering her strength, thinking quite happily in her heart.

In the last Huashan Zongmen court meeting, in the Zongmen qualifying competition, he defeated Xijianmen, Luoyanzong, Jinyanzong, and the number one master among the young generation of Pingqing Temple one after another, and won the Zongmen qualification for the Zongmen. As Sai's No.1, he was even appreciated by an ugly senior, who bestowed this breath restraint technique on himself.Ximen Wanqing, who obtained the Breath Containment Technique, just practiced it casually, but she didn't expect to save her own life several times in this battle of exterminating the clan.

"These people are not Huashan disciples. After you break out of the encirclement, immediately rush to Huashan, meet with Senior Muyun, report the matter to him, and ask him to make the decision for our Xixia Sect."

Ximen Wanqing clearly remembered the last warning her uncle Ximen gave before parting with her. Not only did these people wear the same clothes as Huashan disciples, they also called each other Huashan in their speech and actions. How could they not be Huashan disciples, Ximen Wan Qing was full of doubts.

"Snapped"

Because of distraction, a piece of bark under Ximen Wanqing's body fell to the ground, looking at the piece of bark, Ximen Wanqing's pretty crescent eyebrows suddenly frowned, "Oh, I'm about to be found out."

"there"

"over the tree trunk"

"She can hold breath"

A few shouts came from all directions in an instant, making Ximen Wanqing feel like she was surrounded.

With a flick of her neck, Ximen Wanqing swallowed a Golden Xing Wuji Pill. Last time at the Huashan Court Meeting, she not only obtained the breath restraining technique, but also a second-grade spiritual weapon and many spiritual pills. This Golden Walking Promise Pill was obtained that time.But Ximen Wanqing didn't expect that she would use this panacea so soon.

Ximen Wanqing's plain face began to be filled with a faint golden color, but the Golden Element Promise Pill began to take effect, and the sharp golden element spiritual power in Ximen Wanqing's body gradually filled Ximen Wanqing's veins. The resulting feeling of physical fatigue gradually disappeared.

"Shhhh..."

The white figure swayed, Ximen Wanqing and spiritual soldiers rushed towards him from both left and right directions.

Ximen Wanqing felt anxious in her heart. Before she could recover enough spiritual power in her body, she turned around and turned into a golden light, disappearing next to the dead tree.

"The Xixia Sect's second-grade escapism method, the Golden Walking Escape Technique, a remote small world is a remote small world, and a fourth-grade sect has only a second-grade evasion technique..."

"Liang Wen, hurry up and catch up with me. There cannot be any fourth-grade sects under my jurisdiction in Huashan. The leader ordered that all these fourth-grade sects be eradicated."

A disciple of a white-clothed spirit soldier was laughing at Ximen Wanqing's low level of physical skill, Liang Xifeng, who had reacted, yelled at him, and Liang Wen, a disciple of the spirit soldier, did not dare to disobey him, and followed the golden light in front of him to chase go down.

……

Ximen Wanqing crouched in a piece of withered yellow grass, the golden color pervading her body was guided by the breathing technique, and it almost blended with the withered yellow color around her, unless someone touched it with her hands, she could feel Ximen Wanqing and the surrounding withered yellow grass difference.

In front of the grassland is a straight official road. The official road is straight and wide, which can almost accommodate four carriages in parallel.At the end of the official road, a group of people are walking slowly.

The leader was dressed in gray clothes and carrying a big sword behind him. Half a body behind the man in gray clothes were two men in white clothes carrying spiritual weapons behind them. Behind the two men in white clothes, there were two groups of monks in white clothes walking neatly. , the team marched uniformly, and a faint murderous intention echoed back and forth over the team.

Seeing the ugly-faced middle-aged man in the lead and the two white-clothed men who were half a body behind him, Ximen Wanqing felt a chill in her heart.Unexpectedly, Huashan actually dispatched so many people to deal with my Xixia Sect. Uncle Hurt kept saying that these people were not Huashan disciples, and now he finally let himself see the Huashan disciples he knew.

Ximen Wanqing, who was crouching in the grass, didn't dare to move. Hearing the inaudible shouts behind her, and watching the Huashan cultivator walking slowly ahead, Ximen Wanqing's hands and feet were cold.With the help of the wonderful function of the breath holding technique, I escaped from the crowd, and finally escaped from the encirclement of the Huashan disciples behind, but the way ahead was blocked by these Huashan disciples.

In Ximen Wanqing's sight, the leader of the man in black suddenly raised his hand, and the two Huashan disciples in white who followed the man in gray also quickly raised their hands, and the Huashan disciples behind them immediately stopped.The man in gray put down his raised hand and looked towards where Ximen Wanqing was lying.

"The familiar smell of magic!"

Nanmenluo reached out and touched his chin, talking to himself.

"There are a lot of cultivators approaching here in front of us, one foundation builder, two, three...all of them are foundation builder cultivators, uncle!"

Ning Qian held a rune map in his hand, and scanned the rune map with his consciousness. He spoke with a hint of surprise in his tone. As he spoke, Ning Qian walked to the place where he stood side by side with Nan Menluo, using an unnoticeable expression. From an angle, he pointed towards the south gate where Ximen Wanqing was lying.

"There is a little guy lying there who is in the Qi training period."

Ning Qian's sound transmission entered Nanmen Luo's ears secretly.

"Well, it's the technique of restraining breath. It looks like it's the Jue handed down by me from Huashan. The ones behind are the enemy. I'm a little curious. Apart from our Huashan, there will be so many foundation builders in Tianyue Realm. Could it be that Is it the Nanming Promise Sect?"

Nanmen Luo confirmed Ximen Wanqing's movement technique, and said with a trace of doubt in his tone, seeing his expression, he seemed quite dissatisfied with Nanming Wuji Sect.

"Hmph! Sooner or later, let the Wuji Sect of the Southern Ming Dynasty look good, so you don't come to my Huashan court meeting!"

The words of an aggrieved Huashan disciple caused Ximen Wanqing, who was lying on her stomach, to feel resentful, so what if she came to the court meeting, her own sect was also wiped out by you Huashan.One thing that Ximen Wanqing didn't understand was why, as her own sect had already expressed her submission to Huashan, the head of Huashan wanted to kill her own sect.

"There is a mark of the cultivator passing by here, the woman must be nearby..."

Accompanied by the noisy and disorderly footsteps of the disciples of Liang Xifeng's Spiritual War Department, several disciples of the Spiritual Soldiers who were quite good at searching shouted loudly not far from Ximen Wanqing.

"There are people over there, Senior Brother Liang Wen, there are people on the official roads over there, quite a few people."

The disciples of Liang Xifeng's Spirit War Department who discovered the Huashan disciples sent reports one after another to the depths of the woods, but in the blink of an eye, Liang Xifeng's figure appeared at the edge of the woods.

"Liang Wu, go and warn them, tell them not to meddle in their own business, let Huashan act, tell them to get out of here."

Liang Xifeng felt that among the Huashan disciples, there was one cultivator who was as strong as himself. Although the rest of them were not as good as him, most of them were foundation-building cultivators, the gray-clothed cultivators standing at the forefront of the crowd, It even gave him a feeling of looking up from a high mountain. Liang Xifeng was worried that something unexpected would happen, so he ordered Liang Wu to speak.

Liang Wu swaggered to the center of the official road, pointed his long sword straight at the gate and waited for Huashan disciples, and said with a hint of arrogance in his tone, "Listen, I am doing business in Huashan, idlers go away, ignorant, be careful in a blink of an eye It's gone to ashes."

Nan Menluo's expression was astonished, and he looked at Ning Qian next to him. They both saw the shock in the other's eyes. When did a Huashan disciple come to work here?

Nanmenluo and Ning Qian pouted at the same time, signaling Wen Song to step forward and find out what was going on.

Instigated by Wen Song, he had no choice but to move forward. A senior uncle and a senior elder brother, who dared to disobey their demands, Wen Song had no choice but to move forward.

"Dare to ask this young man, is the noble sect really Mount Hua?"

Liang Xifeng was startled when he heard the words, and suddenly a trace of vigilance rose in his heart. Could it be that these people are Huashan cultivators!Thinking of this, Liang Xifeng's gaze began to wander among the crowd, verifying it with the Huashan Mountain in his memory. Slowly, Liang Xifeng's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Liang Wu, who was standing proudly, did not have this knowledge. When he heard the words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he scolded impatiently, "Hurry up, I want you to report whether I am Huashan or not, hurry up!" Get out, delay Lao Tzu's arrest, beat you all over the floor."

Wen Song was not angry either, with a warm smile on his face, he still smiled and said, "So we are arresting people. I don't know that this Huashan senior brother, you are sent by the Huashan senior to arrest people this time. Senior Nanmen Luonan?"

The expression on Liang Wu's face changed slightly. If this kid asked this question, he must know the Huashan disciples. If he answered no, he might give away his feet, and the arrogance in his tone faded a lot.

"He was sent by Senior Nanmen Luo. I don't know which sect Xiongtai is a disciple of. What I just said was offensive. Don't take it offence, Xiongtai."

Liang Wuzui's face was full of flattering smiles.

(End of this chapter)