Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 947: Mountain River Mirror

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Unfortunately, whether it is for personal likes or dislikes or for the consideration of his disciples, the white-haired old man will not lend him so easily.

You must know that the disciples of the seven major forces are all in the head of the black mountain. Without the middle-aged family, your disciples can get more benefits. Although the relationship between the two is still OK, but now, Can’t help easily...

The middle-aged man was obviously the same. His face was a bit ugly. After a while, the anger on the middle-aged man's face gradually subsided. He picked up the chess piece in his hand and landed on the chessboard, seemingly determined to consume it with the old man.

At the same time, Lin Fei found that he was very close to the center of the Black Mountain.

It’s not from looking at the map, but from walking along this road. The ghost forest has become more and more sparse. The most important thing is that more and more monks have been encountered. In the end, almost at the same time Encountered three or four groups of people.

Most people are the same as the disciples of the Dragon Ghost Domain Master. A dozen people come in groups, and at least four or five golden cores must go with them.

And Lin Fei is only two people, and one of the key is the soul of life.

The place where Lin Fei and the other two went is very conspicuous, even the atmosphere on the road was a bit weird, no one greeted them, and no one insulted them, they just looked at them with weird eyes.

Under the crowd, Li Beixing's face flushed. He wanted to explore the way for the sect and get some rewards. He didn't expect to be able to come to the center of the black mountain.

Just walking on the road, I felt a little nervous, but fortunately, Lin Fei was still by his side, so he ran without pulling his legs.

"Look at that person, yes, that's the young man in red who is staring at us." Li Beixing approached Lin Fei, looked at these people on the road, and gave him sneaky guidance: "That's Huoling. The disciple of the real person, the natural spirit of Fenghuo, complemented each other with the art of wind and fire. When he first entered the golden core, he killed a golden corpse. It is said that he has now reached the state of the eighth turn of the golden core. , Pass him the position of head."

"There is also the leader in front, that is the true disciple of Xuan Yaozong. It is said that he has a rare monster in his body and walks the road of human-monster combination. Once the law is achieved, even the monster can become a monster together. The emperor, when the enemy is at that time, the two Faxiangs will attack together. Although it is only the fourth rank of the golden core, the potential is endless. It is said that the monks who once killed the seventh rank of the golden core..."

"Look, look. This is the Young City Lord of the Blue King City. Although he is not a spirit body, he has amazing natural aptitude and extremely fast cultivation speed. I heard that he has already broken through the Ninth Rank of Golden Core, I don’t know. Is it true or not..."

"..." Lin Fei gave Li Beixing a helpless look. Maybe it was because of nervousness. When Li Beixing saw someone, he introduced Lin Fei desperately. What he meant was that Lin Fei didn’t know them. Identity, go up to offend and provocation.

Lin Fei touched his nose, is he that kind of person?

Li Beixing's ears are about to be cocooned. Just as he was thinking of interrupting him, a voice came from behind the two.

"Fake." Just when Lin Fei was about to interrupt, a voice came from behind.

"Huh?" Lin Fei heard it inexplicably, and was taken aback for a moment, then turned around.

"The ninth revolution of Jindan is false. It's just an error. Don't believe those nonsense." The speaker is almost twenty years old. He is quite handsome, with a gentle smile, no air, but light. Just standing there makes people ignore the existence of other people.

"Hehe, I'm the Young City Lord of Qingwangcheng, the one you just discussed." The young man glanced at Li Beixing, smiled and said, "The two can walk here by themselves. I admire it very much. See you guys again."

"Goodbye." Lin Fei smiled and watched the young man lead a group of people over him.

Li Beixing's face was flushed, and he had not dared to speak. He was talking about others behind his back, and people bumped into him. The point is that he was talking about the Young City Lord of the Blue King City, but fortunately, they didn't hold him accountable.

"Qingwang City, is it powerful?" Lin Fei asked curiously.

"Slightly smaller than the Three Demon Sect." Li Beixing was relieved, and replied a little depressed.

"Oh..." Lin Fei nodded, and Li Beixing was chattering all the way, and he had already popularized Fu Lijie's power distribution.

Among them, the Three Demon Sect has the largest power, and there are six powers that are slightly inferior. This Blue King City should be one of these six powers...

Most of the people Li Beixing pointed out to him just now belonged to these forces.

It seems that this time the dark fog has opened, and the Seven Martial Arts regard this as a place for the younger generation to experience, and maybe they don't want to share much benefit with casual cultivation at all.

"Let's go, people are still waiting for us in the front." Lin Fei smiled and stopped thinking about it, pulling Li Beixing to continue on the road.

Half an hour later, a large number of monks around them have appeared. Many of them are dozens of people in groups, rushing out of ghost forests everywhere, but these are already second-rate monks, most of them It's here to experience it, and try your luck by the way.

The existence of Lin Fei is not so conspicuous now. Among these second-rate sects, there is no shortage of soul monks, but most of them appear as vassals, just to follow the elders of the division to see it.

"Brothers, why haven't they arrived yet..." Li Beixing watched in the crowd for a long time, but he still didn't find his sect brother, and muttered a little disappointed.

"Don't worry, the front seems very lively, go and have a look." Lin Fei raised his eyes and looked in front of him, then pulled Li Beixing over.

At the same time, in front of the chessboard on the top of the six peaks, the middle-aged man finally couldn't bear it. But the old man on the opposite side was not in a hurry. He was exhausted and old.

"Here you!" The middle-aged man suddenly threw down a chess piece and patted a kit on the table with an ugly face: "Don't think about it, love it or not."

"Hehe." The white-haired old man smiled lightly and said: "With the friendship between you and me, the one who should help will naturally help. Why are you?"

While speaking, the old man didn't resume the game this time, instead he picked up the kit on the table, weighed the weight, and smiled suddenly at the corner of his mouth.

This set of movements is extremely natural, obviously waiting for the middle-aged person to take out this thing.

"Don't look at it, ten top-quality Liuhaizhu, you got your stuff too, please lend me a mountain and river mirror."

"No hurry..." The old man put the kit back on the chessboard and said calmly: "You give such a generous gift. Of course, the old man can't be rude. I just have a pot of 100-year-old wine. Let's drink it. A few cups."