Pawn?
Li Changting stood aside and listened to the conversation between Xiang Sheng and his apprentice, his expression dazed.
If the dignified Tenth Hall Master of the Pantheon was merely a pawn to a powerful being in the Out-of-Body Stage, then what was he? An ant?
Xiang Jianjue didn't think too much about it. He felt relieved when he heard his master's words. He then remembered Li Changting's instructions and asked, "Master, Senior Brother Li is looking for a senior named Qingxin. Do you know him?"
Xiang Sheng glanced at Li Changting, chuckled, and nodded, "That's my pseudonym."
"Senior Qingxin, are you really our Master?"
Xiang Jianjue was surprised and happy. He never thought that the joke Li Changting had told him that year would actually come true.
When Li Changting heard this, his whole body stiffened and his face turned green.
It would be fine if the true God was blind in front of us.
He was so reckless that he tried to steal the powerful man's talent. What's even more outrageous is that he actually succeeded!
What is Senior Qingxin's intention in arranging for his disciples to join his sect?
Li Changting had to think more, but after turning his thoughts around, he still had no clue.
"It's getting late."
He turned his gaze towards Xiang Sheng and smiled faintly, "If you have nothing else to do, Brother Li, please go back and rest."
Li Changting came back to his senses and was immediately flattered. He quickly bowed and said, "Senior, please don't embarrass me. Just call me Changting. It's really getting late. I'll take my leave."
After saying that, Li Changting turned around and ran away, as if he was escaping in panic.
Xiang Jianjue looked at his back and almost laughed out loud.
It is said that sword cultivators have pure natures. Someone as slippery as Senior Brother Li, yet he can comprehend two kinds of killing sword intents, is truly an anomaly.
Thinking of this, Xiang Jianjue recalled his master's thoughts, which were as deep as the sea.
Well...Master is the most special one.
Xiang Sheng sent Li Changting away, turned around to look at Xiang Jianjue who was still in a trance, and ignored him. He waved his right hand casually, and the clear air spread out.
Rumble...
The ground shook slightly, and a calligraphy studio exactly the same as the previous one quickly rose from the ground, and the broken ground also leveled itself.
Xiang Sheng reached out and touched the storage ring again. A dozen paintings and calligraphy floated out and were hung on the wall again. The furniture also returned to its original position.
After doing all this, Xiang Sheng grabbed the Lord of the Black Sky Palace and Chi Yuan and went to the backyard. Xiang Jianjue hurriedly followed.
At the winery next door, Luo Hai stared blankly at the wall in front of him as it filled itself up and became whole again.
After an unknown amount of time, he pinched himself hard, grimacing in pain, as if he had seen a ghost.
…
Bang--
Chi Yuan smashed the forbidden bowl, making a dull sound, and then there was no movement.
Li Changting's sword strike was truly powerful. It seemed as if Chi Yuan only had one breath left and was about to die.
The Lord of the Black Sky Palace looked at the young man in black clothes in front of him, feeling sad and a little grief-stricken.
He has been practicing Taoism for more than two thousand years and is very cautious in everything he does. No matter how simple the order in the hall is, he is always on high alert.
Relying on this caution, it took him a full thousand years to climb to the position of palace master.
After becoming the Palace Master, he became more cautious. This time when he came to Dongzhou, he also planned to escape thousands of miles away if he failed to hit the target.
However, he didn't expect that the enemy from Dongzhou would be so powerful that they didn't even give him a chance to escape.
Just as he was daydreaming, the Lord of the Black Sky Palace suddenly felt the restrictions on his body dissipate.
He tried to move, and when Xiang Sheng showed no intention of stopping him, he stood up and stretched his body.
Resuming his actions temporarily, the Lord of the Black Heaven Palace showed no intention of running away. Instead, he took a step forward and humbly saluted, saying, "Pantheon of Black Heaven, I pay my respects to you, Senior."
"He's a man who knows the times."
Xiang Sheng said calmly, "Do you know why I spared your life?"
"Know."
The Black Sky Palace Master had a bitter expression on his face. "As the Palace Master, there are no restrictions in our sea of consciousness. Senior, you can ask as many questions as you want. Black Sky will definitely tell you everything you know. Please, Senior, spare my life."
Xiang Sheng's expression changed slightly as he listened.
Pantheon Master-level monks have no restrictions? This is a pleasant surprise.
After a moment's silence, she slowly spoke, "Let me ask you, what was the name of the branch hall master stationed in Dongzhou?"
"It's Lu Xuanji!"
Heitian answered almost without thinking, his tone a little gritted.
At this moment, he was certain that Lu Xuanji was deliberately concealing the specific situation in Dongzhou in order to eliminate dissidents!
"Lu Xuanji?"
Xiang Sheng sneered, "My patience is limited, you'd better think it over before answering."
Heitian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately explained, "Senior, you may not know that the fellow is indeed called Lu Xuanji, and this is his eighty-ninth name.
Before this, the eighty-eight names he used were all the names of geniuses killed within the palace, and he claimed to be benefiting from the genius' luck.
Xiang Sheng's eyes flashed when he heard this.
Is it bad luck to keep using the name of a dead person?
This person probably has some extraordinary means, and can use his former reputation as a genius to gain some benefits without being discovered.
Not to mention it, the substitute method he used to escape from Dongzhou was extraordinary.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng asked again, "Do you know his original name?"
Heitian shook his head repeatedly, "This person has always been a loner and is not well-liked in the palace. We know very little about his past."
Xiang Sheng nodded slightly, putting Lu Xuanji's matter aside for the moment and returning to the main topic: "What are the strengths of the ten hall masters of the Pantheon?"
Heitian's face turned bitter, and he shook his head again: "Senior, the ten great halls of the Pantheon have always been independent of each other. They don't get along with each other, and they are even wary of each other. How could the nine of them reveal their cultivation to me?
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