Volume 1 Chapter 212 Eight Powers
Ying Feng smiled and shook his head and said, "No, no, no, even though I have been begged by someone, it would still be embarrassing to attack a little kid like you."
"But since you did these two things, even if I didn't come, you would not be able to escape the strangulation of the other sect members. It's just that I sensed an inexplicable energy in you, so I came to investigate and took you away."
Then Ying Feng looked at the five-clawed golden dragon under Xiang Yun's feet and said with a smile: "Let me ask you, where did you get this golden dragon spirit?"
Xiang Yun nodded thoughtfully, then touched his head and smiled, "You said this thing, it's simple, I drank a mouthful of golden water and it came naturally, it's nothing special."
Ying Feng frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. After a long while, he asked, "Golden pool of water? Where is that pool of water now?"
Xiang Yun said obediently: "It is in the Broken Dragon Mountain of the Great Sun Dynasty. There is a cave under the Dragon Head Mountain. Deep in the cave is a golden pond. I drank the water from that pond to gain this power."
Ying Feng's eyes, which were originally old and frail, now shone with brilliance, but then they withdrew and he said with a smile, "Thank you, little kid, for telling me. Goodbye."
Afterwards, Ying Feng rode away with the wind and disappeared towards the direction of Duanlong Mountain in the Great Sun Dynasty.
The monk Xiang Yun, who stayed where he was, was confused and couldn't help but smile. He then shouted, "This old bastard is so easy to fool!"
"That's not right. How could such a simple guy live to such an old age? This doesn't make sense!"
At this moment, a cold shout came from not far away: "Humph, it's not that Master Taixu doesn't want to kill you, but you are not worthy of his effort at all!"
Xiang Yun looked in the direction of the sound and saw a series of figures flying towards him from not far away in the sky. At first glance, there were seven of them, and the men and women were dressed differently.
But at a glance one could tell that these people were of a much lower rank than Ying Feng, because Ying Feng could hover in the air without the aid of any external objects, while these people were either standing on flying swords, or riding on gourds, or they could not fly directly, but could jump dozens of meters high and stay in the air for a short time.
He comes with bad intentions!
On his wedding day, all kinds of monsters and demons had come. Xiang Yun was extremely unhappy and immediately flew over on his five-clawed golden dragon.
He could feel that these people did not pose much threat to him, the most important one was Ying Feng just now!
It is true that Shangguan Xiuzhu and I had left some golden dragon energy in the pool, but the energy was too little after all, and we had been messing around in it for such a long time, so there were many things left behind. If Ying Feng drank it, he would definitely kill me!
No, we have to move Zhen Rou and the others away quickly. But the world is so big, where can we let them hide?
Xiang Yun couldn't help but fall into deep thought. It was ridiculous to think that the enemy was at his doorstep and he didn't even have a place to escape. What should he do?
At this moment, Xiang Yun encountered these seven people at the palace gate. The five-clawed golden dragon under Xiang Yun's feet dissipated and fell from the sky. The moment he landed, the seven people surrounded Xiang Yun and looked at each other coldly.
At the same time, Zhu Jinxiao also rushed over with a large number of imperial guards, and the next moment they surrounded the seven people. Zhu Jinxiao shouted angrily: "Who are you? How dare you offend the emperor? Get out of the way immediately, or I will kill you without mercy!"
Xiang Yun shouted gloomily, "Back off!"
Zhu Jinxiao was stunned, and quickly waved his hand and shouted: "Back!"
Immediately, these royal guards made way five meters away, but did not leave. Only then did Xiang Yun take a closer look at the appearance of all of them. The clothes of the seven people were unique.
The most eye-catching one is the burly man who is two meters tall, with strong muscles and bare chest. Not only does he look full of strength, but his body is also covered with countless scars, symbolizing that he has been through many battles.
The person standing on the left hand side looks like a young man, but he is sitting on a huge fiery red gilded gourd. For some unknown reason, the red gourd is suspended in the air and can carry the young man to travel across the sky, as if he can control it at will.
Standing on the right was a short and thin man in a black robe. He had a strange appearance, with a face as hideous and terrifying as a ghost, and his lips were dark purple. If he was not standing here, Xiang Yun would have suspected that he was poisoned and would not live long.
Next to the short Rakshasa was an old man in a gray robe. The old man had a gloomy face and an ordinary appearance, but compared to the amiable Ying Feng just now, his expression was much more ferocious.
Next to them was a middle-aged man and woman holding swords, both of them looked to be in their early thirties. The man was wearing a blue brocade robe, with a well-defined face and a mustache. He looked like a kind person, but the look in his eyes when he stared at Xiang Yun was full of disdain and murderous intent.
The woman had a plump figure, and she was wearing a peach-colored cheongsam, which showed off her plump figure just right. Although she was a little older, her skin was as white as jade, and there was not a single bit of fat on her legs, arms, and even on her slender waist. Coupled with her mature feminine temperament and appearance like a queen, as well as her vague and blurred eyes, she looked extremely attractive.
Xiang Yun couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he looked at her, and then shouted frantically in his heart: "Calm down, young man, you must be calm. You have seen the world and you must be able to withstand such temptations!"
Standing next to the woman was the last of the seven people, who was also the one Xiang Yun cared about the most. When he looked at him, his brows were furrowed deeply.
This person was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He was just a bald monk with a kind and amiable face. However, the clothes he wore were exactly the same as those worn by Master Wu Nian whom he had killed in the capital of the Mahayana Kingdom!
This is someone from the Yagami Temple! Here to seek revenge!
The seven men all looked bad and were quite old. Xiang Yun thought to himself, "The young Wu Nian in the Eight Gods Temple has unfathomable strength. This middle-aged monk must be..."
When Xiang Yun was looking at these seven people, these people were also looking at Xiang Yun. Finally, the short Rakshasa said first: "I thought he was a guy with three heads and six arms, but I didn't expect him to be a little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair!"
His tone was as eerie and terrifying as his appearance, like the voice of an evil ghost coming from hell, and Xiang Yun frowned when he heard it.
The two-meter-tall muscular man said in a deep voice: "Although he is young, he has done great things. Don't be fooled by his appearance."
The grey-robed old man not far away also whispered, "That's right. Feel it carefully. The power in his body is extremely strong and heavy like a mountain. He is not an ordinary person. You should be careful."
At this time, the beautiful woman raised the slender sword in her hand and pointed it directly at Yun, saying in a cold voice: "Why are you saying so much? We are all here for this head. Whoever grabs it first will own it!"
They were about to fight before they had even said a few words. Xiang Yun immediately became alert. If he wasn't forced to do so, he really didn't want to fight in this palace as it would hurt innocent people. They were all his own people!
At this time, the middle-aged monk slowly said, "Wait a minute, before killing him, let this temple master ask some questions clearly, okay?"
When the woman saw him speak, she raised her eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and then retreated angrily, saying in a cold voice: "You'd better hurry up, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you face."
"Thank you!" The middle-aged monk smiled kindly, then stepped forward and asked, "Donor, was it you who killed Wu Nian? With his strength, I don't believe I can kill him, so please help me solve this doubt."
"I can solve your doubts, but not now." Xiang Yun let out a long breath and said calmly, "If I am not mistaken, you are from the Eight Gods Temple?"
The middle-aged monk nodded and said, "I am Xuanxin, the abbot of the Eight Gods Temple. Wunian is the abbot's direct disciple, so please do not hide anything and tell me the truth."
"No problem, but wait a moment!" Xiang Yun said calmly, letting Master Xuanxin's eyelids twitch and getting angry, but he ignored it and looked at the others and asked, "Since you are here to kill me, at least let me know who killed you. Be an ignorant ghost, okay?"
The ugly dwarf said immediately: "You are a real person, so it's okay to tell you. I am the leader of Luosha Sect, Ghost-Seeing Sorrow!"
"Rakshasa Sect? So you are our old enemy. I am not surprised at all!" Xiang Yun then turned his gaze to others.
These people hesitated for a moment, and then spoke one by one. The two-meter-tall muscular man said loudly: "The leader of the Kuangba Sect, Jue Yan!"
The young man sitting on the red gourd said calmly: "The leader of the Fiery Pavilion, Mo Shaoqing!"
The grey-robed old man stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "The dean of Cang Yue College is called Tian Ji Zi."
The next moment, the thirty-year-old man holding the sword said in a cold voice: "The head of Huanhai Sword Sect, Ji Kong!"
The beautiful lady also said: "The head of Jade Maiden Villa is Liu Qing!"
As the names were called out one by one, Xiang Yun felt a chill in his heart. He was right in his guess. These guys were from the sects that stood in the territories of the surrounding dynasties!
He had seen in the gossips of the world that there were only eight major forces in the surrounding area. Apart from the Taixu Fairyland, there were these seven powerful sects.
Each force is comparable to the Eight Gods Temple, and the strength of each force is equal and unfathomable. What shocked and terrified Xiang Yun was who had the power to send the leaders of these forces here? When did his head become so valuable?
When have I ever provoked such an existence? The Eight Gods Temple and the Rakshasa Sect were fine, but as for the other sects, I had no contact with them at all. It was just that I had been thinking about going to their sects in the past few days to get some cultivation techniques.
But I haven't gone there yet. Could these people have the ability to read my mind, come here to prepare for a rainy day, and strangle me in the cradle?
These people came running towards me with murderous intent and have already found me. The matter is set in stone. There is no point in saying more. I should think about how to save the lives of the people in the capital while keeping myself alive!
At this moment, Master Xuanxin had become impatient and said again: "Can you tell me now?"
"I just want to know the real cause of death of my beloved disciple. I hope you can fulfill my wish. If you can, I can make you suffer less pain later."
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