However, I heard that after the leader of the Xuan Lei Sect woke up, his hair turned gray and he looked very old. He was like a completely different person overnight.

The storyteller in the restaurant spoke eloquently.

With just a few words, he vividly portrayed to the monks what had happened not long ago.

Bai Song leaned on the railing of the restaurant and yawned out of boredom.

She had been listening to the same storyline for thirty days.

The only thing that changes is that the identity of the mysterious powerful person mentioned by the storyteller always changes back and forth.

They pulled out all the powerful people of similar strength in the four realms and whipped them.

The leaders of various sects were so frightened that they quickly came out to refute the rumors.

But no one thought that perhaps... this mysterious and powerful person was from the other three realms.

No, Bai Song glanced unkindly at Jiang Bao, the former disciple of Xuan Lei Sect who had been following her.

This person may have guessed the identity of the mysterious powerful person.

But it doesn’t matter, the ancestor will take action anyway.

But this Jiang Bao is also a talent, and he knows how to choose the right dish for the right meal.

On the night when Xuan Lei Zong was in trouble, he went back and stole his life tablet.

Then he announced that he had officially left Xuan Lei Sect and would never join Xuan Lei again in this life.

After that, he followed them relentlessly, wherever they went.

As soon as the fight started, he began to cry and complain, saying that he was responsible for the miserable state of Xuan Lei Sect.

He also said that he had been accepted by the Tree Spirit Immortal Venerable and was on the same side as them...

When Bo Song thought of the burly male cultivator in front of him crying, he couldn't help but shiver.

Janema is scary.

Putting the spiritual tea in his hand into his mouth, Bai Song stood up and walked downstairs.

Jiang Bao, who had changed his appearance, hurried to catch up, fearing that he would be left behind if he was not careful.

He arrived at the main street of Cang Yan Immortal City with familiarity.

Bai Song looked at the chattering Buddhist disciple who was seriously fooling the passing monks from afar. When he saw the black-faced monk, he attacked without saying a word.

Bo Song had no choice but to step forward and stop the man.

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you want to start a fight?"

Seeing that the person who stopped him was just a female cultivator, the dark-faced male cultivator snorted disdainfully:

"I advise you to stay out of other people's business!"

This tense scene attracted a lot of people's attention for a while.

After a while, a circle of monks surrounded them.

Seeing this, the chatterbox quickly packed up his stall and hid behind Bo Song, starting to fan the flames:

"My friend, this guy's cultivation is rubbish, just do it!"