Zhu Xian: I have an incredible comprehension, and my sword can open the gates of heaven!

Chapter 126: Stand back! I'm going to start showing off!

A private room on the second floor.

Bi Yao looked up at the young man in white with some joy. She recognized his identity the moment Ji Changfeng opened his mouth.

But considering the current situation.

She did not come forward to acknowledge him.

Similarly, at this moment, facing the quarrel between Zeng Shushu and Qin Wuyan.

She just watched quietly.

You Ji silently raised her eyes and glanced at the young man in white on the third floor. Her bright starry eyes flashed with a little shame and anger, and she cursed in her heart -

lecher!
Ji Changfeng: ???

What's wrong with me?

...

At this moment.

The atmosphere in the attic was a little weird.

The group of casual cultivators who were originally discussing the matter all shut up. They carefully watched the situation on the field and did not dare to say anything more.

I am afraid that one careless move might bring disaster upon myself.

Qin Wuyan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He stared at Zeng Shushu and his group with murderous intent, and said in a sinister tone:
"Haha~ I believe all of you disciples of Qingyun Sect must be very powerful, right? Chishui City has been a little bit unstable recently, so you should be careful when you go out..."

Say it.

The two old men behind him took a step forward calmly.

"Shh-"

In an instant, a faint sense of power spread.

The ninth level of Yuqing!

Seeing this scene, the surrounding wandering cultivators were suddenly horrified.

Threat!

It's a definite threat!

"Haha~"

But at this moment, a sneer suddenly rang out.

Looking around, I saw a young man in white clothes sitting next to Zeng Shushu suddenly smiled disdainfully. The young man lowered his bamboo hat calmly and said in a calm tone:
"how?"

"Does the Ten Thousand Poison Sect have no elders left?"

"He is the direct disciple of the Poison God, but he is only followed by two Jade Purity Ninth Level losers?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!

A group of casual cultivators looked at the young man in white in horror. They didn't expect that he would speak so arrogantly? !
The ninth level of Yuqing? Waste?
On the high platform, Jin Ping'er's eyes suddenly lit up.

She looked at the young man in white who stood up and spoke, and became more and more certain of her guess.

"Who are you?"

Qin Wuyan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He looked at Ji Changfeng calmly, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.

Can the existence of the ninth level of Yuqing be called waste?

This person is definitely not simple.

As the future leader of the Demon Cult, Qin Wuyan is naturally not a brainless person.

The reason why he threatened Zeng Shushu and his group before.

To put it bluntly, it's a temptation.

Test whether Zeng Shushu and the others have the support of the elders of Qingyun Sect? !

If there is, they, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, can prepare early and mobilize more people to come to Chishui City for support...

If not.

Then Chishui City is the burial place of Zeng Shushu and others!
"Who am I? I am just an ordinary cultivator." Ji Changfeng said lightly.

"A casual cultivator?" Qin Wuyan's mouth twitched slightly.

Do you believe this?
He looked at the two old men beside him, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

The two old men shook their heads slightly.

He said he had never heard of such a person.

Qin Wuyan hesitated for a moment, intending to continue testing, so he said to Ji Changfeng in a deep voice:
"So, fellow Daoist, are you planning to become an enemy of our Wan Du Sect?"

He no longer concealed it.

Since your identity has been exposed, you might as well act openly.

Hearing this, Ji Changfeng smiled faintly.

He glanced at Qin Wuyan and answered the question in a teasing tone, "I heard that the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, Senior Du Shen, took a sword attack from Taoist Master Daoxuan of the Qingyun Sect a few months ago? I wonder how his injuries are now?"

This statement came out.

Qin Wuyan and the other two felt a slight sinking in their hearts.

"Wow—"

The group of casual cultivators around were in an uproar.

They looked at each other, obviously hearing another meaning in Ji Changfeng's words.

Is it true that Senior Poison God doesn't have much time left?

Come to think of it.

The leaders of the four major sects of the Demon Cult, except for Yu Yangzi who was already dead, all took Daoxuan Zhenren's sword. The Ghost King was not so easy to deal with.

He was able to barely block the Zhuxian Sword with the help of Kuiniu's blood and energy, and it did not cause much damage to him.

But the Poison God and the Three Wonderful Fairies are different.

They truly relied on their secret methods to block the Immortal Execution Sword...

At the very least, he was seriously injured.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

Qin Wuyan's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze fixed on Ji Changfeng, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"me?"

The young man in white raised his hand to lower his bamboo hat and said with a faint smile: "I am just an ordinary casual cultivator."

"..."

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched slightly.

A casual cultivator? I don't trust you!
On the high platform, Jin Ping'er's beautiful eyes flickered slightly. Seeing that the conflict seemed to have come to an end, she stood up and gently dissuaded:

"My fellow Taoists, I have put a lot of thought into organizing this poetry gathering, but please do not cause any conflicts at the gathering, otherwise..."

"I am guilty of this~"

There was a hint of weakness in Jin Ping'er's voice.

There was a hint of pity on her flawless face, and her bright eyes looked at everyone, but in the end she paused for a moment on Ji Changfeng without making a sound.

'Eight times.'

Ji Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

He looked at Jin Ping'er on the high platform and thought - this witch stared at me eight times in a row, could it be that she has fallen in love with me?
Jin Ping'er during this period was still relatively immature.

Some things cannot be hidden well in one's heart. Compared with her ten years later, she is less ruthless and decisive, but more weak and pretentious.

But this is normal.

After all, Jin Ping'er is not very old now, and looks only about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Missing some time of baptism.

Her personality will naturally be different.

Unlike ten years later...

The Demon Cult's Miao Gongzi single-handedly killed Qinglong, the leader of the four holy envoys. His decisiveness and ruthlessness are self-evident.

'I don't know what her purpose is.'

Ji Changfeng's eyes flickered slightly.

Considering Jin Ping'er's strange behavior, it was not difficult for him to guess that the other party's target should be himself, but he didn't know what the other party's purpose was.
He hid his identity as a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, came to Chishui City to spread the news of the ‘Red Dragon’, and then specially held this poetry meeting...

Gee tut.

Witch, you are putting so much effort into this!
Do you really want to walk into a trap?
Then let me test your depth.

Ji Changfeng smiled slightly.

On the high platform.

Jin Ping'er didn't know that Ji Changfeng had seen through her disguise.

She was wearing a chest-length skirt, kneeling on the stage, with a section of her fair calves exposed under her skirt, and a pair of small jade feet wrapped in white stockings...

Miss Miao said softly, "I guess all of you Taoist friends are here for the news about the 'Red Dragon', right?"

"To be honest, I do know some information about the red dragon. Not only that... I also know its whereabouts."

This statement came out.

The eyes of the Demon Cult members narrowed slightly.

The group of casual cultivators in the attic didn't care at all, because they knew that the red dragon was no longer something they could get involved with.

After all, disciples from both the righteous and evil sects have come.

Are they using their heads to get it contaminated?

If you are not careful, you will die!
The beautiful girl on the high platform continued, "The reason for holding this poetry gathering is, firstly, to give the news of the red dragon to the destined person, and secondly..."

"I want to fulfill a wish of mine."

Hear the words.

The surrounding cultivators were all aroused, and they hurriedly asked Jin Ping'er what her wish was? !

Jin Ping'er smiled softly and said, "I love poetry the most in my life. If the Taoist friends present here can write a poem that will satisfy me..."

"Then, not only will I give you the news about Chi Jiao, I will also spend the night with him..."

To the end.

The atmosphere in the whole venue was completely ignited.

Spend a night of love together?

Hiss - If I could spend a night with Miss Miao, it would be worth dying for!
A group of independent cultivators showed a hint of enthusiasm.

On the third floor, in a private room.

Ji Changfeng couldn't help but smile slightly.

Poetry?

Hehe~ Stand back! I'm going to start showing off!

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(End of this chapter)