Mortals cultivating immortals and encountering strange encounters with immortals

Invisible air waves mixed with terrifying sound waves spread extremely towards the surroundings, and the waves of terrifying aura could be felt even tens of thousands of miles away! The huge sound wave set off an invisible barrier in the air, turning everything within a thousand miles into ashes, and the spiritual energy was mixed and even dissipated.

At this time, thousands of miles away, a simple, elegant and luxurious flying boat was speeding. The flying boat was filled with light and rich aura, and invisible and terrifying formations shrouded it all. If If a monk carefully scans the flying boat with his spiritual consciousness, he will find that the spiritual consciousness on the flying boat cannot penetrate it. If he looks closely, he will find that the material used to build the flying boat is actually made of extremely rare amethyst meteorite iron. ,

You know, most spiritual swords nowadays are made of ordinary fine iron mixed with some unique materials, but this kind of amethyst meteorite iron is too precious, and most monks or sects will not use it to make it. It's such a waste of materials to make a flying boat like this.

Therefore, they are usually made into magic weapons and magic weapons, and some are also used to make spiritual swords, but rarely, mainly because the materials are too precious.

At this time, on the flying boat, there was a middle-aged man wearing purple clothes and a golden crown sitting on a table in a private room, looking at the account books on the table, and frowning from time to time. , make a record in that account book,

But at this moment, an elderly man in black clothes and a gray hat who was about fifty years old suddenly walked in from outside.

When the old man walked in, he stood in front of the middle-aged man's table, bowed and saluted and said;

"Deputy Pavilion Master, there are foundation-building monks fighting thousands of miles away! Should we go around them?"

The old man lowered his head and said, listening to the old man's report, the middle-aged man sitting on it just looked at the account book and frowned in thought from time to time, without any intention of raising his head.

After the old man finished his report, there was no response. The scene suddenly became silent. Time passed by slowly. The old man was not impatient, but waited quietly. He knew the character of the man in front of him.

When the time for tea was almost over, the man's unhurried words were heard. His tone was calm and without a trace of emotion;

"Old Liu! Do you need to ask me for advice on such a trivial matter? There are a lot of fights in the world of cultivation! I guess there won't be some blind people who dare to attack the flying boat of my Nine-Tian Merchant Alliance, right?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled awkwardly, bowed his head and saluted before responding;

"Yes! Deputy Pavilion Master! The old man is being rude!"

After the old man finished speaking awkwardly, he turned around and left, but the moment he opened his legs, the man sitting there frowned, because he had already felt some fluctuations.

Then he immediately stopped the old man and said in a bad tone;

"Wait a minute, who are the people fighting ahead? Do you know which sects they are from?"

Seeing the man asking, the old man immediately stopped and slowly turned around, saluted and answered again;

"Deputy Pavilion Master Qi, judging from the aura, the people fighting are from the Green Lotus Sect and the Blood Lotus Sect!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man put down the account book in his hand, looked at the old man in front of him, and asked again in a heavy voice;

"Blood Lotus Sect and Green Lotus Sect? Can you see clearly?"

"See it clearly!"

"Do you know who it is?"

"It seems to be an elite disciple of the Green Lotus Sect and a deputy standard bearer of the Blood Lotus Sect!"

"Oh? The Green Lotus Sect and the Blood Lotus Sect have always been at odds with each other, so fighting is normal!"

"But, but!"

Seeing the middle-aged man speaking like this, the old man spoke in a deep voice again, but he hesitated and didn't say a word for a long time. Seeing this, the middle-aged man looked confused and asked;

"What? Just say what you have to say! No need to hesitate!"

"Yes! I noticed an abnormality from the fight. The spiritual weapon used by the Blood Lotus Sect is the evil bloody blade!"

When the old man said his words, the man looked extremely solemn, and then he stood up from the table with a cry. He stared at the old man in front of him, and said with a solemn expression;

"Did you see clearly?"

"You can see it clearly! And the closer you get, the extremely heavy resentment and evil spirit coming from the bloody blade pollutes everything within a thousand feet, and the spiritual energy is also mixed!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man slammed the table angrily and said in a stern tone;

"Hmph! That Blood Lotus Sect is so rampant! They actually use that bloody blade in broad daylight? This is not taking the words of our Nine-Tian Merchant Alliance seriously!"

"What about us~?"

"Let's go over and take a look. I want to hear what that person explains!"

After saying that, he turned the flying boat and headed towards the place of fighting. At this time, the two people separated briefly after the collision. At this time, the two people looked solemn. They looked at each other with serious eyes, but the blood-slaying hand became a little anxious.

He had already expected that his bloody blade would not be able to gain any benefit in the hands of Hua Qingfeng for a while. Although he was already prepared, when the two of them tested each other, Rentu Xueshou became a little anxious. ,

His own blow did not bring any benefit at all, and it was evenly matched. No one could defeat the other. The most important thing was his bloody blade, which was a taboo in the world of cultivation. Jiutian had issued an announcement that it was not allowed to be used. If others knew about it, he would definitely not get any benefits. When he thought of this, although he was a little anxious in his heart, he still said sarcastically;

"Hehe, that blow just now was uncomfortable, wasn't it?"

Hearing this, Hua Qingfeng said coldly,

"Both each other, I think you won't feel well under the aura of my Qinglian Sword Technique, right?"

"Haha, you are so stubborn! Although my level is not as high as yours, I just used 20% of my spiritual energy, so you and I are evenly matched? Do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"Humph, you won't know until you try it!"

"In that case, let's do it!"

As he said that, the blood-slayer changed the subject and spoke again in a deep voice;

"Since we can't tell the winner at the moment, why don't you and I just retreat? How about that?"

Although the words were spoken calmly, a hint of timidity could be heard in the tone of that man's blood-slaying hand. Seeing this, Hua Qingfeng rolled her eyes, and just as she was about to speak, she seemed to feel something in her heart. , looked in one direction, and the blood-slayer seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and also looked in that direction,

But this glance didn't matter. After seeing it, the soul of the deceased was erupted. He didn't have time to think about it. His expression was a little solemn, so he put away the bloody blade with a wave of his hand. Hua Qingfeng, who saw this scene, He looked at the blood-slaying man with a half-smile and said;

"Haha! I asked you why you don't want to fight me so much. It turns out that you have already noticed something is wrong? Let us guess, who is the person who is coming?"

"Hmph! Don't be complacent. This time you are destined to be lucky, and next time you will definitely be worse than dead!"

After the words fell, he thought about turning around and leaving, but at this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air from a distance, very fast, and he had arrived in front of the two of them almost in the blink of an eye.

When the two saw this, they hurriedly turned around and looked over. At this glance, both sides had different expressions, ranging from nervousness to excitement.

"The flying boat of the Nine Heavens Merchant Alliance? Why did they suddenly appear here?"

The blood-slayer said with solemn eyes, while Hua Qingfeng on the other side looked calm, with no trace of sadness or joy on his face.

Just as the two of them were stunned, two figures slowly walked out of the flying boat. They were a middle-aged man and an old man in their forties or fifties.

The middle-aged man was wearing a set of purple clothes and a golden crown on his head. He had a gentle face and a pair of sharp eyes shining brightly. The old man standing behind him looked like he had white beard and hair, and a wrinkled face. But it is full of solemn meaning,

At this time, the middle-aged man looked around, looking at the devastated area thousands of miles away, looking at the place where there was no grass growing and had already become a barren land, and immediately looked at Hua Qingfeng,