The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

After finishing these simple things, Emperor Zhao returned to the locust tree and continued to take a nap.

Xuantian Sect

Several disciples who were ordered to go down the mountain to eliminate monsters had already returned to the sect, but Zhang Qibo, the eldest brother of several disciples, was called away by his master.

In a courtyard, a grey-robed old man stood with a young disciple. The grey-robed old man said, "Qi Bo, I have a good job for you."

"Master, please tell me. I will definitely help you complete it." Zhang Qibo saluted the old man.

"Do you still remember the fortune your master told you when you first joined the sect as a child?"

"I remember, Master said at that time that this disciple had a calamity in his life, and that he had to sever it before he could continue his cultivation. Otherwise, he would never achieve the Great Dao."

"Well, that's all outdated. Now there's a glimmer of hope in this calamity, but how you use it depends on what you do."

“…” Zhang Qibo was puzzled, and then asked doubtfully: “Master, can this fatal disaster also turn into a glimmer of hope for survival?”

The old man looked at him with confusion, his eyes full of inquiry, as if asking whether he was his disciple.

Zhang Qibo felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and asked awkwardly, "Master, why are you looking at me like this? Did I say something wrong?"

"Tsk! I just want to see if you are really my disciple. Besides, when did I ever tell you that your fate is a death knell?"

"Master said it was so serious at the time that I thought it was a fatal disaster. I didn't expect that I misunderstood Master. It's my fault." Zhang Qibo bowed to the old man and admitted his mistake.

"This calamity is a calamity of love. When I divined it many years ago, there was indeed no sign of a change. However, in recent days, I have divined for you again and found that someone has the opportunity to save your life."

"I have been waiting for you to come back these past few days so that you can find the destined calamity first, and I will find the person who holds the hope of your life for you." The gray-robed old man stroked his beard, his tone no longer as relaxed as before, but with a barely perceptible heaviness.

Zhang Qibo was silent for a moment. He knew that his master would not lie to him, so he said seriously, "Master, where is the location of this calamity that I have calculated?"

"Disciple, find the person right away."

"In the southern border, there is water. As for other places, I can't reach them."

Zhang Qibo was speechless after hearing these words from the grey-robed old man. Southern Xinjiang was so vast, and there were so many mountains and rivers there.

Relying solely on these two points to find someone, I'm afraid the search will be endless. Zhang Qibo asked, "Master, do you have any more accurate information?"

"Oh, right." The gray-robed old man took out an inky black stone from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Qibo, saying, "This is for you. This is the life stone that your master refined specially for you. If you encounter that person, this stone will glow to remind you."

"Go find it quickly."

"Yes." Zhang Qibo took the life stone, put it in his arms, saluted the old man, and flew away on his sword.

The gray-robed old man looked at his receding figure and whispered, "Go quickly, time is running out."

Then he disappeared from the spot

A month passed in a flash, and Meng Chun, who was in seclusion, finally broke through to the middle stage of foundation building with the help of the spirit gathering array.

During this month, Feng Qian and A Shu also began to practice under Di Qi's instructions. One day, Di Qi, who was dozing under the locust tree in the yard, suddenly opened her eyes. She just felt that someone was trying to find out her location.

who is it?

When she closed her eyes again, that feeling appeared again!

Emperor Xuan did not tolerate that person and directly suppressed him with his powerful spiritual sense!

In Xuantian Sect, an old man in a grey robe in an attic originally just wanted to divine the location of the trace of life, but he was suddenly suppressed to the ground by an irresistible powerful pressure!

It's over, it's been discovered!

After the pressure disappeared, the gray-robed old man stood up weakly, took a healing pill and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The pressure just now was comparable to that of a strong man in the Immortal Transformation Realm, even stronger than that!

Immortal Realm! Such a powerful person hasn't appeared in the mortal world for almost ten thousand years! A smile gradually appeared on the corner of the gray-robed old man's mouth. His disciple was saved!

Then he used his spiritual power and disappeared on the spot.

In the house, Di Qi opened her eyes, and the golden light in her pupils disappeared. How dare a person in the early stage of the fusion realm try to figure out her position!

Do not overestimate your own capabilities.

Southern Xinjiang border

Zhang Qibo flew his sword in the air for a month before finally arriving from Xuantian Sect to the southern border area, which was said to be often covered by miasma.

Because of the miasma blocking the way ahead and preventing him from continuing to fly forward on his sword, he used his spiritual power to advance between the mountains.

They continued on this short journey for a few days until their spiritual power stagnated, and then they found a place with a river to rest.

Zhang Qibo took out the life stone given by his master and looked at it carefully. The inky stone showed a hint of green in the sunlight.

It's so hard, I don't know how Master made it...

He took off the silk that had been covering his eyes for years, revealing a pair of purple eyes that looked like stars, extremely beautiful.

Unfortunately, Zhang Qibo did not like these eyes, because they would only bring disaster to the people he cared about, just like when he was a child. Anyone who saw his eyes died...

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard in the dense forest. Zhang Qibo quickly put the white silk back on and looked at the person who came.

A young man covered in blood escaped from the dense forest. Not far behind him, several strange people in strange costumes were chasing him.

mortal?

Zhang Qibo looked at the blood-stained boy with a little doubt.

Shen Jiu was still wearing the same blood-stained clothes as at the beginning. The pursuit for a month had left him no chance to breathe.

Seeing Zhang Qibo standing by the river with his sword in hand, Shen Jiu ran towards him without a second thought. This man dared to appear alone in this deep forest, so he must be quite powerful! With his luxurious clothes and the aura that permeated his body, he must be a cultivator!

He wanted to take a gamble. Immortal cultivators always prided themselves on being kind-hearted, so they would not stand by and watch someone die!

"Master...save me! Those people killed my mother and now they want to kill me!"

Zhang Qibo supported the seriously injured Shen Jiu with his spiritual power, and looked up at the people behind him. Those people were dressed strangely, but they looked very similar to the Evil People who were rumored to like to eat human flesh.

When those people saw that Zhang Qibo was a cultivator, they stopped moving forward and just communicated with him in a dry and difficult to understand language.

Zhang Qibo didn't understand what they were saying, and he was even more certain that they were from the Evil Race. Shen Jiu, who was supported by spiritual power, finally got a chance to breathe. He turned around and said to Zhang Qibo with difficulty: "Immortal... I beg you... save me..."

Zhang Qibo fed him an ordinary healing pill and then said to him in a soothing voice, "Don't worry, as a cultivator, I won't stand by and watch someone die."

Shen Jiu then secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, he made the right bet.