At the sword-testing arena in Chaoyang City, the violent fluctuations of the teleportation array and the subsequent shocking Qi and blood power alarmed the entire Chaoyang City.
Baili Batian, Li Qinghan, Lu Hong and others appeared in the sword testing field one after another, looking at the tall figure walking out of the trial hall with serious eyes.
"This is...Taixuan Jiufeng Xingtian?"
Baili Batian's eyelids twitched wildly, as if he had eaten shit. "Fuck, why is it this psychopath? Damn it, why is he running to me, Chaoyang Chen?"
Li Qinghan beside him looked very strange, and turned around and left without saying a word.
If we were to ask which disciple of Taixuan Jiufeng has the best reputation, it would naturally be Houyi, the current defender of Canglan. If we were to ask which one has the worst reputation, it would not be Sun Wukong who attacked Beitianmen back then, but Xingtian, who seemed honest and simple-minded, but made the entire Beizhou sect want to skin him alive.
When Xing Tian first became famous, he began to travel around Beizhou and challenge the major sects. He would challenge whoever had a more famous younger generation. If you don't agree, I'm sorry, I won't leave.
I follow you when you eat, I follow you when you sleep, I follow you when you practice. As long as you don’t accept the challenge, he will stick to you like a dog-skin plaster until you explode.
Despite this, the other person's attitude was very nice. Han Hanhouhou didn't want to cause trouble and only had one request.
Later, unable to withstand this guy's harassment, the younger generations of the major sects had no choice but to accept his challenge, and then they were knocked out by him with one punch.
In those years, this rugged man walked out of the Taixuan Nine Peaks and fought from north to south, from west to east. Almost all the young generation of the entire Beizhou were challenged by him, and all of them were defeated with one punch.
The older generation of monks did not care whether they were the opponent's match or not. No one could afford to lose face in such a fair and just challenge.
Then one day I suddenly discovered that this guy was invincible among the younger generation.
This almost caused the entire Northern Continent cultivation world to explode. Just when the various sects and even the holy places were discussing how to deal with this son of a bitch bastard, they suddenly discovered that this guy had disappeared.
Baili Batian bared his teeth and gasped.
If I hadn't seen him today, I would have almost forgotten about this person, but now, he appeared in the Sword Testing Hall of Chaoyang Ancient City.
"Damn it! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have built this teleportation array. Now look what's happening..."
Xing Tian walked out of the hall. The dazzling sunlight made him squint slightly. Then he scratched his head and smiled foolishly.
"Greetings to Senior Baili, and... Hey, why did Senior Li leave?"
The person who was challenged by Xing Tian back then was Li Qinghan's apprentice, the most outstanding representative of the younger generation in Chaoyang City at that time. However, he was knocked unconscious by Xing Tian with just one punch and he didn't make any breakthroughs for fifty years. If anyone was to be asked who Xing Tian hated the most, it would definitely be Li Qinghan.
"When did you come back, kid? That bastard Li Changan didn't even inform me, so I could have dismantled this broken magic circle in advance!"
Xing Tian smiled a little embarrassedly, his rough face showing the rustic air of an old country farmer.
"Tell me the truth. Why are you coming to Chaoyang City? If you have nothing to do, get out of here right away. Chaoyang City doesn't welcome you, you bastard."
Baili Batian cursed, then added, "Also, don't even think of coming here to challenge me. Although Chaoyang City is the holy land of Northern Continent, the younger generation was taught a lesson by you fifty years ago, and no one is your match."
Xing Tian rubbed his hands, looking embarrassed.
"Well... Senior Baili, I actually came to Chaoyang City this time to find someone to challenge."
Baili Batian's eyelids twitched.
"However, I'm not looking for the younger generation from Chaoyang City this time. Hmm..." Xing Tian looked hesitant. "Although it's wrong to challenge someone of higher generation than me, I haven't been able to find a suitable opponent to help me consolidate my realm since I broke through to the He Dao realm. So, I have no choice but to be disrespectful to the seniors from Chaoyang City."
Baili Batian glared.
"...As expected, you have achieved a breakthrough and reached the state of integration!"
Baili Batian muttered in agony, "Tsk tsk, the younger generation of the Taixuan Sect has already broken through to the Hedao realm, and yet my Chaoyang City, as the holy land of the sword path in Northern Continent, has no promising young people. Damn it..."
He bared his beard and said, "Boy, you are not going to challenge me, are you?"
Xing Tian hesitated for a moment, then replied according to his previous thoughts, "No, I'm here to challenge... Chaoyang City Lord Zong Baiye!"
Baili Batian "..."
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Under the old locust tree at the top of Taixuan Nine Peaks, a small clay stove was burning brightly. On the stove was a mandarin duck pot filled with various vegetables, which were filled with fragrance. On the bluestone table next to the stove were spiritual lamb rolls, fragrant sea bass fillets, Luoshui's snowflake fish head, the blue bird from Cangming Peak, and so on.
This group of practitioners, whose highest level of cultivation was at the peak of Anti-Void and was about to enter the Hedao stage, and whose lowest level of cultivation was at the upper stage of Foundation Establishment, sat together without any airs of immortals on earth. Instead, they looked like a group of country folk, vying for these ordinary foods.
There is not much worldly atmosphere in the entire cultivation world, but Taixuan Nine Peaks has never lacked it.
"This Cangming Green Bird is Tang Guang's treasure. Aren't you afraid that Tang Guang will come to Jiufeng in anger?" Houyi sat upright, gently picked up the fish fillet, and asked Nezha while carefully applying the secret seasoning.
As early as when Li Changan was preparing hot pot, Nezha, who heard the news, rushed out of the Ninth Peak and ran back in less than half an incense stick of time. However, when he came back, he was holding a lot of precious ingredients in his hands.
Including the Cangming Greenbird.
Nezha chuckled. In the few moments that Houyi was asking questions, he had stuffed no less than three bird legs into his mouth. He sucked them so hard that his saliva was overflowing and his face was covered with oil.
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