Chapter 172

"The current master of the Baixiao Hall, Ji Ruofeng!" Wang Yixing turned his head to look at the young Daoist in the green robe:

"It seems that not only are we interested in this duel, but the Baixiao Hall has also been waiting for a long time."

Zhuang Buran said lazily:

"The Baixiao Hall claims to be everywhere and know everything, with branches all over the world. There are no secrets they cannot investigate and no people they cannot find."

"Now that the number one person of the Southern Secret and the number one person under heaven are fighting, how could they not come to watch and record it in their books."

"Now there is a secret that has never been investigated." Ji Ruofeng looked at the young Daoist in the green robe:

"That is, I don't know if the Yellow Millet Little Immortal has actually practiced martial arts."

Zhuang Buran raised an eyebrow:

"A person who practices the Dao walks like flying, is as light as a swallow, and can pray for rain and divine fortunes; it is the most normal thing, so there should be no need for any martial arts."

On the other side, the purple umbrella held by Yusheng Mo was originally composed of two weapons, one was the Evil Dragon Cover, and the other was the Mysterious Wind Sword.

He was surrounded by purple Qi, and the purple Qi on the long sword in his hand was the thickest. With just a light wave, the remaining momentum blew off the roof of the Diaolou Xiaozhu.

The few people on the eaves retreated with the momentum and drifted to a safe zone.

Li Changsheng shook his sword, and the slashing sword Qi had already dissipated. He turned it over and pressed down, and Yusheng Mo, as if he had no power to resist, smashed into the Diaolou Xiaozhu, shaking the whole building three times.

Seeing this, Ji Ruofeng said while recording what he saw in his book:

"Li Changsheng and Yusheng Mo have dueled three times in total."

"The first time, Li Changsheng was already a world-famous swordsman, and Yusheng Mo had just entered the Jianghu, thus being defeated by one sword."

"The second time, Li Changsheng still won with one sword, Yusheng Mo's sword broke, and he began to practice the 'Magic Immortal Sword'."

"The third time, no one could watch, but he was still defeated."

A purple light flashed, and Yusheng Mo suddenly appeared in the sky.

"I don't know if Li Xiansheng's control of force has reached the peak, allowing Yusheng Mo to only smash through the Diaolou Xiaozhu without hurting the people inside."

"Or if Yusheng Mo has the name of a demon but a kind heart, clearly being casually humiliated, yet still not fully releasing his aura to turn this Diaolou Xiaozhu into dust."

The young Daoist in the green robe said boredly:

"It seems he has already willingly escaped into the demonic path, urging the method he practices to the extreme, causing his aura to intensify, changing the celestial phenomena of a thousand miles, and drawing the heavenly momentum into a single sword."

"Why is he so stingy with killing? He is truly a very kind-hearted good demon!"

Immediately, the people around looked at the young Daoist in the green robe with strange eyes.

"Don't look at this Daoist, Li Changsheng is about to draw his sword." Zhuang Buran's tone was flat.

Yet they heard Yusheng Mo shout "Sword Fall," and thunder poured down like rain, suddenly gathering into the body of the sword he held, and then he swung his sword to slash.

Li Changsheng shook his head helplessly, raised the Unstained Dust in his hand, and shouted in a low voice:

"Heaven Tremor!"

The thunder roared like ten thousand war drums, and infinite electric light struck toward the thunder-light sword Qi that seemed to cut across heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

The sky turned into a vast expanse of white, and in an instant, the dark clouds dissipated, and snow filled the sky. Li Changsheng and Yusheng Mo had already disappeared without a trace.

Xie Xuan frowned:

"Just now, Yusheng Mo's pupils had strange colors, which is a sign of going into demonic madness, but he also willingly entered the demon path, entering the demon path with his body, wanting to achieve supreme sword techniques. Why are both of them gone now?"

"One is playing, one is risking his life. No wonder the former is number one in the world and the latter is number one in the Southern Secret. We can wait for the next show." The young Daoist in the green robe said leisurely:

"Second Junior Brother, it's your turn to find the shopkeeper of the Diaolou Xiaozhu to pay for the damages. The roof has been blown off by someone, and it can't be lived in at all. Next, we will go to the Hundred Items Pavilion to stay."

After speaking, he jumped to the ground and left casually.

"Daoist Wang, your junior brother is indeed like a little immortal playing in the human world." Ji Ruofeng thought thoughtfully:

"It seems he also looks down on this duel that can be called peerless."

Wang Yixing gave a dry laugh:

"This poor Daoist is already considered the laziest existence on Wangcheng Mountain, and he is even more so than me. The so-called 'pretending to be deaf when the morning bell rings, turning into wind when others roar, and making a grave when busy chasing' has always been his style of doing things."

"Therefore, don't be interested in my junior brother."

After speaking, he jumped to the ground and really walked into the Diaolou Xiaozhu to ask the shopkeeper for an explanation.

Xie Xuan looked at the gradually fading back of the young Daoist in the green robe and could not help but speak:

"Extraordinary people do extraordinary things. Li Xiansheng is like this, and this little immortal is also like this. What is said in the books does not deceive me."

Seven days later.

On the palace gate of Beili, one could see an unknown number of Imperial Guards lying horizontally and vertically. The young Daoist in the green robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the avenue from the palace gate to the Imperial Study.

Wang Yixing on the side reached out repeatedly to touch the soldiers lying on the ground, seeing that they still had breath in their mouths and noses, but they were just sleeping like the dead. However, when he injected his internal energy, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

He could not help but stand up and ask the young Daoist in the green robe:

"Haizhen, how did you do this? Also, we are unscrupulously knocking down the palace Imperial Guards; wouldn't that be a bit too arrogant?"

"This technique is called 'North Star Sealing God', just a little trick." Zhuang Buran said calmly:

"Later, even more arrogant people will appear. What is this for us? You must know that many great internal experts are squatting at the palace gate ahead, and you can see that the layers of palace gates now are ambushed with an unknown number of Tiger Gallant Imperial Guards."

He waved his sleeves, and one talisman after another quietly hid in the dark, and a light screen manifested accordingly.

"This way we can see more clearly."

Only to see Li Changsheng's figure appear on the light screen, walking leisurely on the straight and spacious avenue.

At this time, Ji Ruofeng swept over:

"I knew Little Zhenren Zhao would not miss this grand show, so I specifically waited outside. Now that I see it, it is indeed extraordinary and awe-inspiring."

"This Daoist just knows how to perform some magic tricks, nothing worth mentioning." Zhuang Buran gestured to the light screen:

"Li Xiansheng is about to show his divine power."

When the two heard this, they looked at the light screen and saw a purple sedan chair being carried by several attendants, walking toward Li Changsheng.

"Zhuoqing, the head of the Five Great Supervisors of Tianqi, the number one internal expert, his martial arts realm has already reached the Half-Step Divine Wandering Realm, and his cultivation of the 'Void Thought Technique' is profound. He claims that he can kill with six palms below Half-Step Divine Wandering." Ji Ruofeng looked solemn.

Yet, when Li Changsheng brushed past the purple sedan chair, the two long poles of the sedan chair broke instantly, and the people carrying the sedan chair all fell flat on their backs.

The young Daoist in the green robe sneered:

"Today can be considered exposing some real strength. Dealing with the demonized Yusheng Mo still required drawing a sword, and now he doesn't even pretend. Just by his own internal energy, he shook them so they had no power to fight back."

Li Changsheng passed through a palace gate, and a Daoist with long hair and a long beard holding a white whisk blocked the road with a bitter smile.

"Qi Tianchen, a disciple of Yellow Dragon Mountain, proficient in formations and Qi Observation Technique, his martial arts are at Half-Step Divine Wandering." Ji Ruofeng carefully observed the white-haired old Daoist.

Li Changsheng waved his hand casually, and the old Daoist with immortal bearing was sent away, falling to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Yixing clearly saw something and blurted out:

"That's acting too much!"

Subsequently, Li Changsheng entered the realm of no one. Wherever he passed, people turned upside down, the ambushed Tiger Gallant Imperial Guards and the hidden internal experts all fell to the ground and could not get up.

He appeared at the outermost palace gate like a ghost, first looked around, then looked at the three, and laughed repeatedly:

"You guys really know how to find the right time."

"Hall Master Ji brought us here, saying there is a good show to watch today." The young Daoist in the green robe dissipated the light screen, looking honest and sincere:

"Saying something about the Taian Emperor gathering internal experts and a great army, swearing to tear the so-called number one person under heaven into five pieces and grind his bones to ashes."

"So he invited us to watch this good show of catching a turtle in a jar."

"When he said it at that time, his tone revealed an excitement, as if he was still holding a grudge against you for tearing up the Martial Ranking back then, causing him not to dare to reopen the ranking until now."

"Zhao..." Ji Ruofeng was stunned and just started to speak, but was interrupted by the young Daoist in the green robe:

"This Daoist calculated with his fingers, are you preparing to reopen the Martial Ranking once Li Xiansheng disappears?"

"That's right, but..." Ji Ruofeng had not finished speaking when he was interrupted again:

"But what but, do you know who this person is to you, yet you still harbor such dark and base thoughts."

Ji Ruofeng was immediately led astray, as if he had been hit by something he had always wanted to pursue but could never find the answer to, and immediately asked:

"Who is he to me?"

"First answer this Daoist one question, do you admit to those things just now?" The young Daoist in the green robe asked back.

"I admit it!" Ji Ruofeng did not have the slightest hesitation.

"Li Xiansheng, you heard it, right." The young Daoist in the green robe spread his hands:

"My junior brother and I were just passersby pulled in to watch."

"I am starting to feel a bit fortunate; it's good that I didn't take you as a disciple." Li Changsheng looked at Wang Yixing:

"With such a disciple who likes to reverse the heavens and earth, Lv Suzhen must have lost quite a bit of hair over the years."

Wang Yixing gave an awkward smile and did not speak to pick up the conversation.

(End of chapter)