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Chapter 002: Qingyun Disciple

In fact, there are not many masters in the Zhuxian plane. So far, it seems that there is only Master Qingyun, and Daoxuan Zhenren is in the Taiqing Realm of cultivation.

But even the Daoxuan Zhenren is at most comparable to the early stage of the Yuanshen. If he does not use the Zhuxian Sword, it will not pose a threat to Feng Rui.

Of course, the premise is that Feng Rui is not injured.

In addition, the cultivators in the Zhuxian plane are not very powerful. For example, one of the mountain-controlling techniques of Qingyunmen, the Divine Sword and Thunder Control True Art is just like that. It is just a set of thunder-guiding sword techniques, and its power is probably not as powerful as the high-level magic of the Five Elements Divine Thunder.

Compared with Kong Ming and Taixu's two sets of sword techniques, the Divine Sword and Thunder Decision is far inferior, and he is not even qualified to carry shoes.

After all, the difference between the Zhuxian plane and the ancient sword plane is too big. Kongming and Taixu’s two sets of sword techniques are the second of the top sword techniques in Tianyong City. If you practice it to the point of perfection, you can break the catastrophe and become an immortal. How can the Divine Sword and Thunder Decision be compared with it?

"Aunt You, we're here in Heyang City..."

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. Today, the carriage drove to Heyang City. To go to Wanba Cave of Sangkongshan, Heyang City is the only way to go.

Youji gently pulled open the curtain of the car and looked at the Heyang City Gate in the distance.

"Let's have a night off in the city and buy some food."

"It is said that Heyang City is an extremely prosperous city. There are at least 200,000 to 300,000 people living in this city. In addition, the geographical location is good, and there are many business trips, which is the most lively..."

Bi Yao looked eager to try it out, very excited, and seemed to be impatient to enter the city and wander.

"Brother Taixuan, how is your injury recovering?"

Bi Yao suddenly looked at Feng Rui and asked with concern.

After three days of getting along, the two became much closer, which can be seen from Bi Yao's name.

"It's almost done."

Feng Rui smiled when he heard this, with a quiet and peaceful expression, his mouth curled into a curve of a smile, and his already handsome appearance that was not like a mortal, this smile was really dazzling.

Feng Rui's injuries have recovered by 80%, but the remaining 20% ​​of them are more troublesome. The Ghost King's magic power remains in his body and cannot be completely expelled.

"Ahem"

Suddenly, Feng Rui coughed gently again, and his face became paler and bloodless.

"I also said that my injury has healed."

Bi Yao blamed her and hurriedly approached Feng Rui and gently patted Feng Rui's back.

"Aunt You, I think we should rest for a few more days in Heyang City and let Brother Taixuan recover his injuries first."

"No need, so as not to delay your affairs."

Feng Rui immediately shook his head. He knew his injuries and could not be cured in a short time.

It is a matter of water to eliminate the remaining magic power of the Ghost King in his body. Even taking the Jade Liquid Pill is useless. Feng Rui probably needs at least one year to completely heal.

"Don't show off, Biyao said it right, just do what she said."

Compared to rushing to the road, Youji obviously cared more about Feng Rui's body.

Feng Rui was moved when he heard this. He had always had a clear distinction between kindness and grudges in his life and things, and silently remembered the friendship between the two.

"Go into the city!"

Although the group tried to keep a low profile, Bi Yao had a beautiful appearance. Although You Ji couldn't see her face, she could tell that she was a beauty just by looking at her figure. Coupled with Feng Rui's handsome face, Feng Rui's face caused a lot of sensation along the way, causing many passers-by to stop and watch.

However, the three of them didn't care about this, so they found a restaurant to stay in after entering the city.

Naturally, the three of them would not treat themselves badly. The restaurant they lived in was located on the busiest street in Heyang City. It is also the best restaurant in Heyang City, and the corresponding price is also extremely expensive.

"Waiter, what signature dishes do you have in your restaurant? Give us a table."

"Okay!"

After a while, the waiter served several plates of side dishes.

However, the three of them did not ask for wine. Biyao and Youji did not drink alcohol. Feng Rui wanted to drink it, but Biyao used the excuse that the injury had not healed as an excuse that he refused to let him drink it.

"This is our restaurant's signature dish. Steamed fish, please use it slowly, three guests."

"This fish is a specialty of Jueshan in the south. It is thousands of miles away. How can it be transported? Isn't this a lie?"

As soon as the shop waiter finished his second chapter, a man asked at the table next door.

Feng Rui turned around and saw four people sitting on the big table, three men and one woman. The girl was wearing a white long skirt, with ethereal and clear eyebrows and snow-skinned skin, and her appearance was even better than Bi Yao.

But what attracted Feng Rui's attention was not the girl, but the unpretentious boy sitting next to the girl.

To be precise, it was the fire stick that the boy placed on the table.

"Soul-Devouring Stick!"

After seeing the fire stick, Feng Rui immediately knew the identity of these people, and he should undoubtedly be a disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

If the plot has not changed, then these four people should be Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu.

As for the soul-devouring rod, it is a demon stick full of hostility, and the blood-devouring beads of the black-hearted old man were refined by Zhang Xiaofan's blood.

Its quality is comparable to that of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons, and the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons on the Zhuxian Plane are all magic treasures.

"What this guest said is, but you don't know that this fish fish was indeed unique to the south of Zhugou Mountain a hundred years ago. However, later, the Qingyun Sect Taoist Xuan Zhenren passed by Zhugou Mountain and specially moved the fish fish back and placed it in the flood river in Qingyun Mountain. Now, not only survived, but also gradually flourished. We all rely on the blessings of the Taoist Xuan Immortal on Qingyun Mountain to have such a blessing!"

The waiter quickly explained with a smile, and his face also showed a look of great respect.

The person who just asked the waiter was Qi Hao.

But at this time Qi Hao was a little embarrassed. He was praising the head of Qingyun Sect. Could he, as a disciple of Qingyun Sect, still refute the waiter?

As for Zhang Xiaofan and others, they smiled when they heard this. Their heads were praised, and they were also very honored.

"It tastes good, Brother Taixuan, you can eat it too!"

Bi Yao took a bite, then picked up another piece of fish and put it in Feng Rui's bowl.

"Ahem..."

Feng Rui was about to taste it, but the remaining magic power of the Ghost King in his body began to cause trouble again. Feng Rui immediately covered his mouth and coughed.

Every time I cough, my face turned pale, which made me feel really distressed.

"Brother Taixuan, your injury has occurred again..."

Bi Yao quickly stood up, walked behind Feng Rui, and gently patted him behind him.

"It's okay!"

Feng Rui waved his hand, and after his cough stopped, some blood on his face also returned to his face.
Chapter completed!
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