Chapter 124 The storm is coming! Take action!

It is getting dark.

Chen Zhixing walked step by step towards his room in the menial service department.

Along the way, the servants who had finished their work, upon seeing Chen Zhixing coming, lined up on both sides and whispered to each other.

Some people wanted to go up and curry favor with Chen Zhixing, but they were unsure of Chen Zhixing's character, so they gave up.

Chen Zhixing walked towards the wing room and heard a discussion inside when he was at the door.

"I never thought that Xiao Ping, who looked so honest and unpromising, would have such a good fortune to be favored by Her Royal Highness the Saint."

"Is this the story of a sparrow turning into a phoenix after it flies to a tree?"

"Tsk tsk, Old Huang, you said you were so close to that person, and now that he's become successful, would he still look at you?"

Soon, Old Huang's voice rang out: "I made friends with Xiao Ping not for any purpose. He has become very successful, and I can't wait to be happy for him."

"Oh, you really sound like a great saint! She was just hanging out with you yesterday, and today she has become the Saint's favorite. Don't you feel a bit resentful?"

"Okay, Old Huang, go wash our socks quickly. Now that Xiao Ping, that idiot, is gone, we'll beat you up, but no one will help you."

Crunch.

The compartment door was pushed open.

Chen Zhixing walked in expressionlessly.

The room that was originally occupied with discussion and chatting suddenly became quiet.

The two roommates were sitting on the bed, pointing at Lao Huang. When they saw Chen Zhixing coming, they immediately turned sideways, facing the wall with their backs to Chen Zhixing.

"Xiao Ping, why are you back?"

Old Huang's eyes lit up and he quickly stood up to greet him.

Chen Zhixing smiled at Lao Huang and nodded, "Well, I still have some luggage to take. I'll come back to get it."

After saying that, Chen Zhixing looked towards his bed and frowned immediately.

I saw that his bed was already full of debris.

"Uh, Xiao Ping, we thought you left and would never come back."

Seeing this, the two roommates immediately put on smiles.

Without waiting for the two to finish.

boom!!

An invisible gravitational force suddenly lifted them up like an invisible giant hand and slammed them against the ceiling, then they were smashed down again and landed on the floor.

"From now on, I don't want to hear anyone gossiping behind my back."

Chen Zhixing lowered his head and glanced at the two of them indifferently, then reached out and sucked his luggage into his hand.

"Old Huang, I'm leaving first. Tomorrow I will go to the peak chief and propose that you be in charge of the chores."

"From now on, if you want Yu Ba Pi to carry a few pounds of manure, then carry a few pounds of manure."

Chen Zhixing smiled at Lao Huang, then strode out of the room.

Old Huang stared at Chen Zhixing's back in a daze, until Chen Zhixing disappeared from his sight. Only then did he look away anxiously.

"Oh!" He let out a long sigh. From now on, no one would accompany him to drink and eat roast chicken, and no one would be willing to listen to his bragging and nonsense.

After leaving the chores.

Chen Zhixing rushed straight towards Fuxiuyuan.

Under the night sky, Fuxiuyuan, built of gray and white bricks and stones, looked even more deserted and dead, without a trace of life.

Crunch.

A young man sitting in a wheelchair pushed the wheelchair towards Chen Zhixing.

"Master said that you should rest in this room." The young man had a dull expression on his face. He pointed to a room, and there was no life in his pupils.

"Okay, thank you."

Chen Zhixing bowed to him and then went into the side room to rest.

That evening.

Chen Zhixing sat cross-legged on the bed, silently cultivating his mental power.

Phew.

Suddenly, his ears moved and he noticed a strange noise coming from beside him.

Chen Zhixing slowly opened his eyes and saw a figure flash past quickly outside the door.

"Fu Xiu?" Chen Zhixing narrowed his eyes, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Could it be that Elder Fu Xiu couldn't hold back and was planning to attack him tonight? After the figure lingered for a few breaths, he finally chose to leave Fu Xiu Courtyard.

Chen Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief.

If Fu Xiu attacked him at this moment, he could kill him.

But after killing Fu Xiu, he would probably have to flee from the Tianlan Holy Land.

This is not the result Chen Zhixing wanted.

This trip came to Tianlan Holy Land.

Not only Fu Xiu, but he also wanted to be killed.

He also wants to kill Xu Fan and Meng Hedong!

After a moment.

Chen Zhixing slowly closed his eyes.

at the same time.

Outside Tianlan Holy Land, Fengbo City.

Angry growls could be heard from an underground gambling house.

"Let me go! I am a disciple of Xuanshen Treasure Sect! If you arrest me, aren't you afraid that the elders of our Xuanshen Treasure Sect will come and kill you?"

"Who are you anyway?"

"I am a disciple of the South Peak of the Tianlan Holy Land! My master is Elder Fu Shen! Who are you? How dare you arrest someone right under the nose of the Tianlan Holy Land?"

"Let me go!"

In a spacious hall, disciples from all major sects from all over the world were hung in the air with God-Binding Chains through their shoulder blades.

Some of them cursed, some introduced themselves, and others kept begging for mercy.

Inside the gambling house.

A group of men in black robes and black masks were guarding the four corners of the hall, holding a magical whip in their hands. If anyone shouted loudly, they would whip him hard, leaving his skin and flesh torn and screaming in agony.

The next moment.

A thin figure wearing a black floor-length robe and a hood walked in from outside the gambling house.

The group of black-robed men holding whips bowed and said, "Master!"

The black-robed figure nodded, then looked at the disciples hanging in the hall, frowned slightly, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Why is the quality of the goods getting worse and worse nowadays?"

The group of black-robed men holding whips quickly replied, "Master, the situation outside is very tense right now. All the major sects and the Tianlan Holy Land are already on alert. It is not convenient to investigate the disappearance of the sect's disciples."

The black-robed figure wearing a wide hood nodded and stopped talking.

"Who are you? I'm telling you, my father is the third elder of the Xuanshen Treasure Sect. If you know what's good for you, let me go!"

A young monk was shouting.

The black-robed figure with a wide hood stepped forward and put his hand on the young monk's head.

Chichichichi! The young monk suddenly felt as if he had received an electric shock, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

His eyes widened, and the flesh and blood all over his body began to shrink rapidly, and the pupils in his eyes continued to dilate.

Strands of crimson flowed along the black-robed figure's dry hands and continuously into the black-robed figure's body.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

After a moment.

The young monk's essence, blood, and spiritual power were completely sucked away, and he turned into a dried corpse, completely silent.

The man in the black robe that dragged on the ground, his old face hidden under the wide hood, suddenly had a seductive blush on both sides of his cheeks.

“Too weak.”

The man in the black robe withdrew his hand, and a hint of disappointment flashed across his cloudy eyes.

For him now.

Absorbing the spiritual thoughts of these ordinary cultivators is just a drop in the bucket and is of little use.

"Next."

The man in the black robe shook his head, then turned and walked towards the next young monk.

Just at this moment.

BANG!!! The entire gambling house door shattered.

Elder Fu Shen of Tianlan Holy Land strode in from outside the door.

He swept his eyes across the entire scene in the hall, and immediately said angrily:

"I finally caught you!"

The next moment, he attacked angrily and slapped the man in the black robe who was mopping the ground.

It all happened in a flash.

But it was done in a flash!

The man in the black robe that dragged on the ground only had time to hastily respond before the wide hood on his head was instantly shattered, revealing a long, gloomy, old face.

"Fu Xiu?!"

Fu Shen was stunned, a look of disbelief on his face.

He couldn't believe that the person he had been trying to track down and who had killed many of his disciples was actually Fu Xiu, one of the five elders! "Fu Shen, listen to my explanation."

A look of panic appeared on Fu Xiu's face, and he quickly stepped forward.

"Is there anything else to explain? We have all the evidence. If you have anything to say, go and tell the leader."

Elder Fu Shen swung his sleeves and spoke coldly.

"Fu Xiu, I didn't expect you to be..."

“Go to hell!!!”

A hint of ferocity suddenly emerged on Fu Xiu's gloomy face, and he attacked ruthlessly in an instant.

Half an hour later.

It was quiet inside the underground gambling house.

The strong smell of blood was particularly pungent, and the ground was littered with corpses.

An old man with white hair and beard was half-kneeling on the ground, blood constantly flowing out of his mouth, staring at the black-robed figure.

"Fu Xiu, you still have a chance to turn back now." Elder Fu Shen spoke with difficulty, the vitality in his eyes gradually fading.

"Turn back? Ever since I drained my son's spiritual consciousness with my own hands, I have never thought of turning back!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Fu Xiu's eyes, and he instantly opened his big hand and pressed it on Elder Fu Shen's head.

Fu Shen suddenly began to tremble wildly, and his essence, blood, and spiritual thoughts were all quickly sucked away by Fu Xiu's big hand.

After a moment.

Fu Shen, who had turned into a dried corpse, fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

A seductive blush appeared on Fu Xiu's pale face.

"Almost. I am almost able to break through to the sixth level of Shingo!"

Fu Xiu withdrew his hand reluctantly, with a gloomy and uncertain look in his eyes.

If Fu Shen dies tonight, the entire Nanfeng, and even the entire Tianlan Holy Land, will be in an uproar.

I'm afraid it won't be long before they follow the clues and find him.

"No, I'm afraid we can't stay in Tianlan Holy Land any longer!"

A glimmer of understanding and decisiveness flashed in Fu Xiu's eyes.

"but."

"Before leaving, we must absorb Xiao Ping's spiritual thoughts!"

"It seems that everything needs to be accelerated!"

Thinking of this, Fu Xiu no longer hesitated and left the underground gambling house.

Countless fires suddenly burst out from the ground, engulfing the entire underground gambling house.

The next three days.

Every day Fu Xiu acted as if nothing had happened, teaching Chen Zhixing some basic knowledge about spiritual thoughts, like a kind elder who taught by example.

At the same time, he was secretly paying close attention to the movements of the Tianlan Holy Land, and looking for opportunities to attack Chen Zhixing.

Chen Zhixing was also looking for opportunities while quickly absorbing knowledge about the divine mind.

The path of divine consciousness is far more vast than Chen Zhixing had previously understood.

at the same time.

The fact that Chen Zhixing had leapt from a menial disciple to a Dao Seed disciple instantly set off an uproar in the entire South Peak! (End of this chapter)