Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 120 The Little Girl

Withering wood and Chisongzi seem to have not noticed the small actions of the woman in Wandumen's palace costume, and they are still chatting and laughing.

The three team leaders talked loudly in front, and in private, the disciples of the three major sects also quietly looked at the disciples of other sects.

I saw a group of disciples behind Chisongzi, wearing white robes, with their arms folded in front of their chests, most of them held a long sword in their hands, while a few of them carried a huge sword behind their backs , the size is not small, but all of them have a common characteristic, that is the proud look written on the face.

As the number one cultivator of the Zhao Kingdom, Jianzong, his disciples are always superior to other monks, and pride is inevitable.

However, although the number of sword sects is not large, all of them are sword cultivators. The most taboo thing for monks of the same rank is to meet sword cultivators.

Of course, not everyone can cultivate swordsmanship, and the harshness of the conditions is second only to body training, but the sword is slanted, and the attack power is also amazing.

Wang Chong observed secretly, especially focusing on the two leaders. These two are about 20 years old, and their appearance is somewhat similar. They are probably a pair of brothers.

The older monk was fine, although there was a hint of arrogance between his brows, but he was always restrained, giving people a sense of stability.

On the contrary, the man who was slightly younger, with cold eyes under his sword eyebrows, stood proudly at the head of the crowd. Except for the man who was somewhat similar to him in appearance, the other sword sect disciples were all There is a sense of respect for this person.

When some disciples looked at this person, their eyes were full of madness and fear, and some female disciples even gathered together, and they would peek at this person from time to time, with beautiful eyes flowing and shining.

"This person should be one of the people that the dead wood ancestor said." Wang Chong thought to himself, secretly noted the person's appearance, and then set his eyes on the direction of Wan Dumen.

The disciples of the Wandu Sect are dressed more casually and do not have uniform clothing, but many disciples paint their faces with strange colors, and no mosquito dares to approach them around them.

However, Wang Chong only glanced at the few people who gave him a sense of danger, and then looked away. He didn't deliberately look for the one who might be the strongest among them.

Obviously, the most important thing Wan Dumen should pay attention to is the burly man who is headed by cloth strips all over his body. With his tall figure, strange attire, and a bamboo hat covering his face, he can be recognized at a glance.

The reason why he was considered to be the most powerful disciple of the Wandu Sect was precisely because the others quietly kept a distance from this person, and looked at him with a slightly respectful expression, so they could recognize him at a glance.

When the disciples of the Thunder Fire Sect were observing the disciples of the other two factions, the other party was also looking at them.

Among them, the most eye-catching ones are of course the twin brothers Lei Zhen and Lei Yu who stand in the first place.

The two of them maintained an indifferent look from the beginning to the end. After landing, they only glanced at the direction of Jianzong and Wandumen, and then withdrew their gazes, supercilious. This is a symbol of strength.

Apparently the disciples of other sects had also been instructed, and many of them secretly looked at Brother Lei and took down their appearances silently.

Just when everyone was bored, a howling sound pierced the sky and immediately attracted the attention of all the disciples of the three major sects.

And the three team leaders who were chatting and laughing, after hearing the howling, all had knowing smiles on their faces, and then looked up to the sky.

At first it was just a black spot, but in the blink of an eye, the black spot rapidly expanded, and finally under the shocked eyes of all the disciples, a golden giant eagle with wings tens of feet long appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Gorgeous wings, domineering, golden scales reflecting dazzling light in the sun, sharp eyes seem to be able to see through everything, and huge sharp claws are shining coldly.

All these things shocked the minds of the disciples present, as if they had seen the rumored true spirit Kunpeng.

"Fellow Tianying, I haven't seen you for many years. You still like to show off so much. I didn't expect that your mount, Kunying, has reached the strength of the early stage of alchemy. It's really enviable." Chi Songzi laughed and said, although he is the elder of Jianzong, But it didn't show any airs.

"Haha, Chisongzi, you are leading the team again this time, huh? Fellow Daoist Deadwood is also there!" Everyone looked around, only to find that there were still many figures on the back of the huge golden eagle.

Deadwood smiled lightly when he heard the words, and said: "Why, you can come even if you are an old bird, can't the old man come?"

While speaking, a ray of brilliance flashed from Kun Ying's back, and then landed on the open space in front of him. The leader was a big man with a beard, five big and three thick. After landing, he laughed and said: "Good old man!" Mu Mu, I don’t know how to save some face in front of so many disciples, I heard that you attacked the spirit baby, why did you bring a group of little dolls here again?”

Judging from the dialogue between the two, the relationship seems to be pretty good, but Deadwood just smiled and said nothing, and did not answer this question.

Although the big man with curly beard looks like a rough man, who can reach this level of cultivation is not thoughtful and scheming, he immediately understands it, and then stirs up other topics.

Wang Chong withdrew his gaze from the golden eagle that had risen to the sky again, and looked at the many disciples of the Spirit Controlling Sect.

These people are also uniformly dressed, but each of them has two cloth bags hanging around their waists, one of which is a storage bag, while the other is different, bulging, and occasionally moving.

Although he hadn't seen it before, he could guess that this should be the spirit beast bag. The storage bag can't hold living things, but the spirit beast bag can.

Sweeping his gaze over everyone, Wang Chong finally looked at the tall young man in the lead. This man stood at the head of the team with his arms folded in front of his chest. , and the spirit beast inside seems to be very restless, moving from time to time, which is very eye-catching.

However, Wang Chong soon discovered a strange thing. There were also many female disciples in the Spirit Controlling Sect. These people gathered together in twos and threes to fight, and occasionally chatted in a low voice. At the end of the team, there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old student. girl.

The girl was very delicate and not tall, but she stood alone at the end of the line, very inconspicuous, there was no one to speak, as if she was isolated by other people.

However, Wang Chong in the crowd found that the girl seemed to be quiet, but her eyes were turning back and forth on the disciples of the other three major sects intentionally or unintentionally, especially those who stayed the longest on the Lei brothers, the bandaged man, and the Lengao youth of the Jianzong sect. long.

These may not explain anything, but Wang Chong also noticed one thing, that is, since the disciples of the Spirit Controlling Sect appeared, none of them turned their heads back. After the girl at the end, this is strange.

"Could it be that that little girl is the most powerful person in the Spirit Controlling Sect? But can such a girl really be able to control powerful monsters and show amazing strength?" Wang Chong murmured in his heart, but still secretly I wrote down the appearance of the little girl, and if I encountered it in the secret realm, I would avoid it if I could.

Just when Wang Chong looked away, a sly look flashed across the dull eyes of the lonely little girl. She glanced at Wang Chong, who was blocked by the crowd and was inconspicuous, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)