Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Boran looked at Qin Xuan and the other person, his eyes changing.

He could use Kewu with just a thought, but unfortunately, in the end, he watched Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian leave.

"God Emperor, they have already left!" Terling said indifferently.

"I know!" Boran said slowly: "Although this man is extremely arrogant, his previous words really touched my heart!"

"Let him go, the two supremes can't stop my Noah's plan!"

"After all, arrogant words are just arrogant words, not enough to be true."

Boran's eyes were deep, and the palace hall slowly closed again.

He looked at Terling and said: "Tell those guys to be faster. If there is a delay, the whole family will enter the test site!"

Terling nodded, and then the projection dissipated.

Boran was left alone, muttering three words.

"Qin Changqing!"

"Interesting!"

...

In the starry sky, Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian turned back to Moyun Star.

"Will he listen to you? Retreat or take a detour?" Mo Qinglian looked at Qin Xuan and asked.

"Probably not." Qin Xuan said lightly, "The edge of the land, the three galaxies, is already the edge of the land. The reason why the Kingdom of Noah chose to be here is because the three galaxies are too weak."

"There are many stars, but the creatures are too weak. If it were the fifteen major star realms, which could accommodate the three galaxies, there would be more than tens of thousands of Mahayana Supremes."

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, "Unless the Emperor of the Kingdom of Noah intends to go to other cultivation realms, otherwise, he will not retreat!"

"Then you came here specially, isn't it a waste of effort?" Mo Qinglian shook his head slightly, expressing his confusion.

"Not really. Things are unpredictable. If he really retreats, I will naturally not do it." Qin Xuan looked at him leisurely. "If I want to destroy this mere Kewu Shen Kingdom, it is just a matter of turning my hand."

"But I have always been like this. Even if there are as many murders as the sea under my feet, as many corpses as a mountain, and as many bloods as a river behind me, I still have a touch of mercy and give my enemies a way to live." Qin Xuan smiled.

"Yes, you have always been like this!" Mo Qinglian chuckled.

"Go back to Moyun Star?"

"Yes!"

On Moyun Star, the Northern Wilderness is vast. In this land of billions of miles, Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian seem to be just a drop in the ocean.

The surroundings are full of wind and sand. After millions of years of swallowing up life in the mortal world, this place has already become a normal state. It is almost difficult for ordinary people to survive in the Northern Wilderness.

The two of them walked all the way and finally stopped in front of a sect.

This is a river, which is a strange sight in this Northern Wilderness, like an oasis in the desert.

The river was clear and turquoise, reflecting the figures of the two people.

Even by the river, there were people taking a boat to ferry people, sleeping soundly while holding the oars.

As if noticing the arrival of the people, the boatman stood up and said loudly: "Hey, are you two going to take a boat to cross the river and worship the immortal gate?"

Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian smiled at each other, and then Mo Qinglian took out a ninth-grade spirit crystal and handed it to the boatman.

"Okay!"

The boatman was full of joy. It had been a long time since he had such a generous guest who gave him a ninth-grade spirit crystal for a single ferry trip.

The boat floated slowly in the river.

Along the way, the boatman kept talking, as if it was not easy to find someone to chat with in this desolate place.

Qin Xuan smiled gently, "You are a cultivator who barely entered the Qi Refining Realm. It is not easy to ferry people here. Why don't you find another way out?"

"My son is in Qinghe Sect, and I am a little worried. What's more, I am not talented enough to become a big shot. Ferrying people here can barely make a living!"

"Sir, don't look at me ferrying people here. I can also gain a lot from the Qinghe Sect's disciple-taking ceremony every once in a while, and I can accumulate a few elixirs for my son."

The boatman's honest words made Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian laugh.

Mo Qinglian also sighed a little. Sometimes she seemed to understand Qin Xuan a little.

She is now a Mahayana Supreme, but looking back, she seems to have nothing to worry about. Even if she has the power to destroy the world, can she really be happy? Perhaps, she may not be as happy as this boatman.

On the contrary, she wants too much, but she can't get it.

"Mortals have no worries in their lives, while cultivators have disasters in their lives. Qin Xuan, maybe you are right!"

"I was a little puzzled at first, why did you watch Xu Bing'er, my uncle and aunt grow old?"

"Why did you stay in China for a hundred years to see them off!"

Mo Qinglian pursed her lips slightly, "Perhaps, even at the end of his life, my grandfather was satisfied. The Mo family is still standing tall, with many descendants and a great reputation in the world."

"And I... my power now can even destroy the earth, but I am full of worries and the road ahead is unpredictable."

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "Some things you have never experienced, so you naturally don't believe them! Now, after experiencing them, you suddenly realize it, but it's too late."

"Everyone has it, so anyone with a spirit, look back and seeAll that is left is regret."

"People are always greedy, and the past is incomplete, which is normal!"

Mo Qinglian nodded gently and remained silent.

Thinking of the past, she was also a little sad, but time has passed, who can turn back?

"You two, we're here!"

The boatman spoke, and the boat stopped.

"Yes!"

Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian slowly got off the boat, looked at the sect hall in front of them, and walked forward.

"Stop!"

Some disciples stopped them and guarded the mountain gate.

The two Jindan disciples looked at Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian, frowned and said, "This is not the time to accept disciples, I'm afraid it's too early. The next grand ceremony of my Qinghe Sect will be in two years!"

The two disciples looked at Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian coming by boat, thinking that they were mortals and could not cross the river in the air, so they said this.

"I'm not here to become a disciple! "Qin Xuan smiled faintly and looked at the two disciples.

"There should be a woman named Sui Qing in Qinghe Sect, right? Three hundred years ago, she was in the Nascent Soul stage."

"Grandmaster Sui Qing!"

The two Jindan disciples were shocked and looked at Qin Xuan with solemnity.

That was the Nascent Soul Master, and even in Qinghe Sect, he was a big shot.

"Send a message and tell them that I, Qin Changqing, came here to find her! "

Qin Xuan never moved his mind, nor did he look for Sui Qing.

In the past, when he went to Tianyun Sect to become a disciple, Sui Qing set a killing calamity, but he eventually broke it and severely injured Sui Qing.

Qin Xuan never cared too much, even when he left Tianyun Sect and traveled, he never went to Qinghe Sect.

After that, he became a fairy phoenix, and later, he experienced life and death in the world of cultivation. After returning, he did not care about the Qinghe Sect, let alone a Yuanying Zhenjun.

However, this does not mean that he, Qin Changqing, has forgotten.

He once said that he would kill Sui Qing in ten years, how could he break his promise?

Mo Qinglian chuckled at the side and said, "You are a little too stingy!"

Before, Qin Xuan planned to come to Qinghe Sect, and Mo Qinglian naturally asked about it. When she heard Qin Xuan mention this matter, she said, "It's not that I am stingy. I always keep my words and will never break my words, no matter how big or small it is!"

"This woman, from beginning to end, has never been in my eyes. "Qin Xuan smiled faintly, causing Mo Qinglian to shake her head.

At this moment, in Qinghe Sect, Sui Qing heard the voice transmission and stood there in a daze.

Qin Changqing!

The Qing Emperor!

In an instant, Sui Qing, the Yuanying Zhenjun who usually stood high and mighty in Qinghe Sect, seemed like a puddle of mud, sitting on the ground, his face extremely pale...

Like losing one's parents!