C3314 It's Hard to Get Rid of Xiahou Ping
C3314 It's Hard to Get Rid of Xiahou Ping
After so many years, wind Slasher City became extremely bustling.
On the other hand, even if it was a rogue cultivator, because the Heaven Pool possessed a cultivation at the Nascent Soul Stage, so even if Wind Slasher City was within the territory of the Autumn Water Pavilion, the Autumn Water Pavilion didn't subdue or suppress it, and it instead sat by the side and watched.
In this way, wind Slashing City became more and more prosperous.
After knowing Wind Slasher City's origins and strength, Jiang Ting lightly nodded. "This Wind Slasher City is indeed worthy to take a look... Where are the other two places?"
"This..."
After a moment of hesitation, master Flying Fish shook his head. "I won't hide it from you. I've never been to the other two places. I've only heard rumors..."
The other two places he had mentioned were known as the Evil Dragon Workshop.
The second was the Demon Hunters from Stone City.
Because the Evil Dragon Workshop was too close to the Autumn Water Pavilion, the passersby all liked to go to the Evil Dragon Workshop to take a look. En, that's right. It was the Evil Dragon Market that Jiang Ting had stayed in for a few decades.
As for the demon hunters in the Stone City, master Flying Fish had never been to the Stone City before, nor had he participated in the demon hunting. He only knew that it was extremely bustling and bustling. It was said that it was the most bustling place in the entire Autumn Water Pavilion.
As for the distance, it was very far. It was said that it seemed to be on the other side of the Autumn Water Pavilion. If Jiang Ting wanted to go there, he would have to go through the entire territory of the Autumn Water Pavilion.
Because it was too far away, master Flying Fish had only heard of it and had never been there.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Ting spoke. "Is there more?"
"No more."
After a pause, master Flying Fish shook his head. "The Autumn Water Pavilion is a place worth exploring. Apart from Wind Slasher City, evil Dragon Workshop, and Stone City, The other places are almost the same. Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid my disciples are in a panic right now. I'll take my leave first to prevent them from ruining the plan. "
With that, he clasped his fists and flew away with the wind.
This time, Jiang Ting did not stop him. He only looked in the direction he had left and secretly remembered the direction in which Venerable Flying Fish had left. If he needed pawns or fighters in the future, he would be able to use this opportunity to threaten them.
If he didn't take Venerable Flying Fish seriously in the future, then he would suddenly become angry about his enlightenment being interrupted this time. He would be able to find someone and kill them to vent his anger.
"Let's go to Stone City and take a look first. The city built by the Nascent Soul Stage ought to be very lively, and it's worth a trip." Jiang Ting muttered as he circulated his magic power and slowly flew through the sky at an extremely slow speed.
Upper Qiao Village? There was no need to return.
Since he had decided to change his way of travel, there was no need to waste any more time.
Because of Jiang Ting's departure, the only things left on the mountain peak were the raging flames and the buildings that were constantly being burned down.
Other than that, there was nothing else.
After an unknown period of time.
A ripple appeared. A human figure appeared in the sky. He quietly looked at the raging flames at the peak of the mountain and shook his head slightly. His eyes seemed to be filled with pity, indifference, and disdain.
If Jiang Ting hadn't left yet, it wouldn't be difficult for him to discover it. This person was not his cheap master, daoist Fresh Breeze. Who was he?
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The Sacred Sun Clan and the Black Feather Pavilion had been split up for the Devil Mountain.
Devil Ridge, unknown where.
It was an island that floated in the sky, a thousand feet in circumference.
At the center of the island was a pool of blood.
Lord of the Demonic Dao, xiahou Yuanhai, was lying quietly in the pool of blood, bathing.
After an unknown period of time.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
Following the sound of footsteps, xiahou Ping approached from somewhere else and greeted respectfully, "Father."
Xiahou Yuanhai, who was bathing in the blood pool, did not open his eyes. "You have disappointed me."
He was still lying quietly in the blood pool.
Xiahou Ping opened his mouth and said. In the end, he could not say anything to defend himself. However, he suddenly knelt down on both knees, his forehead sticking to the ground.
I just received a message from an insider. Jiang Ting left the Purple Frost Sect and did not conceal his aura. He entered the Autumn Water Pavilion. According to my guess, he is preparing to travel. "
Although he didn't open his eyes... the terrifying cultivation of the Third Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation was there!
In the vast Endless Sky, there were probably no more than a handful of people whose cultivation was stronger than his!
Xiahou Ping instantly stood up, raised his head and shouted coldly, "Your child will bring people to kill him right now. If he does not die, then he will not die! If he does not die, I would rather die! "
He... knelt down.
"You killed him?"
After a short pause, xiahou Ping suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up in the blood pool, his eyes cold. "What right do you have to kill him? A message came from inside. The Fresh Breeze Taoist had protected him and successfully formed his golden core. ... You? Right now, he can crush you with a single finger!"
" What? " Xia Houping's pupils dilated to the limit. His body went limp and he almost fell to the ground. Jiang Ting had broken through to the Golden Core realm?
He was still at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.
He... could not break through to the Golden Core realm.
Jiang Ting had already become his inner demon, unless he could kill Jiang Ting with his own hands. If not... it was impossible for him to break through to the Golden Core realm. There was no, no way he could break through.
He was the Devil Dao, and his inner demon had a greater impact on him. Of course, since he was a Devil Dao cultivator, even if his heart demons didn't disperse, xiahou Ping wouldn't have been able to do anything to him if he hadn't been in a critical moment like breaking through to the Gold Core stage.
Whenever the Mystic Gate encountered Mental Demon, it would definitely affect the backlash from time to time. However, the Mystic Gate could use various treasures to suppress it, and it was much easier to expel and kill Mental Demons than the Demonic Dao.
As for the demonic path... If one encountered the inner demons, unless they were at the critical moment of a breakthrough like Xiahou Ping... If not, the inner demons would not be able to affect them... But... The demonic path's demonic heart could not be suppressed by treasures at all. Of course, the demonic path belonged to me. While suppressing the inner demons, suppressing the demonic path itself? The difficulty of killing them was also much higher than that of the Mystic Gate.
Each had its pros and cons, which was more important. It all depended on each person's understanding.
After a long while.
Xiahou Ping gritted his teeth and raised his head. "Father! Yes!"
Xia Hou Yuanhai did not reply. He just looked at Xiahou Ping quietly.
Xiahou Ping did not feel any fear either. He also gritted his teeth and looked at Xiahou Yuanhai... Their gazes continuously met.
After a long time.
Xia Hou Yuanhai shook his head slightly. "You have disappointed me too much."
"Father." Xiahou Ping gritted his teeth and continued.
Marquis Xia Yuanhai. He continued to shake his head. "You... don't have a chance anymore."
"Father?" Xiahou Ping couldn't help but exclaim, and his expression became panicked.
When Xiahou Yuan heard this, he looked towards the sky, "Do you know that I regret it? Why did you put everything on the line back then? If I had let you live peacefully as a mortal for the rest of your life... how could this have happened? The mud can't support the wall!"
Xiahou Ping wanted to defend himself, but in the end, he thought of something and knelt down once again.
A silent request.
Xia Hou Yuanhai. Upon seeing this, he opened his mouth and let out a soft sigh. "Do you know what my father is most disappointed in?"
"Father, please tell me." Xiahou Ping was still lying on the ground.