Xiao Hua scratched his head and smiled apologized: "I don't understand this, I have never heard of the terrifying phoenix! Who knows what these sword cultivators have gained? "

"Haha, maybe." Li Zongbao didn't comment. In fact, he was also muttering in his heart. Those who could scare hundreds of swordsmen away were probably the same in the late stage of the Golden Pill, and even the Nascent Soul cultivator. Although Xiao Hua's cultivation is powerful, he is still far from scaring away the sword cultivator!

"Let's go first!" Li Zongbao climbed up and shouted, and flew away first. The other monks did not dare to neglect. They hurriedly followed and flew towards the place where Li Zongbao and Xiao Hua came from.

Xiao Hua was naturally with Li Zongbao. There were more than a dozen disciples of the Jile Sect next to them, and the other monks kept a distance from them, especially looking at this young and unusual cultivator respectfully and curiously!

Can scare away many sword cultivators, how come they have never heard of such monks?

"Horror Phoenix? Is it this young foundation-building monk?"

Of course, some monks have begun to follow what Xiao Hua thought, thinking that the swordsman must have made a mistake!

After flying for more than half a day, I came to the vicinity of an ice lake. The mountain was a bit stretched and seemed to be able to avoid it. Some monks took out the formation items and waited to set them down. Everyone hid in it. A ray of light flashed by, and everyone disappeared.

"Hu" Everyone except Xiao Hua breathed a sigh of relief. They felt like they sat cross-legged, took pills to regulate their breathing, and tried to recover as soon as possible.

Although Xiao Hua did not need to regulate his breathing, he also took pills and pretended to regulate his breathing.

After half a day, everyone's injuries recovered slightly, and someone began to come to chat with him, exchanged greetings with Li Zongbao, or thanked Xiao Hua, and made a roundabout way to find out Xiao Hua's origin!

Xiao Hua smiled first, but when he heard him ask his name, he felt a little unhappy. He didn't hate others asking his name, but he thought that because of some reputation, he could not escape at will. He could not cheat on others as he pleased. Xiao Hua didn't want to tell others his name.

"Haha" Li Zongbao seemed to see Xiao Hua's impatience and waved, "Fellow Taoists, my junior brother is a little tired. Don't bother him. By the way, why are you waiting for a sword cultivator to ambush here?"

"Senior Brother Li. When talking about this, Junior Brother Pan Hao from Xunyan Sect will explain it!" The disciple hurried to look for Pan Hao, but for a long time, Pan Hao, who had broken his arm, hurried over and saw Li Zongbao and Xiao Hua.

"Huh? Junior Brother Pan is also a disciple of the Xunyan Sect who participated in the war?" Seeing Pan Hao's Taoist robe, Li Zong Baoqi said, "Why... did you meet the sword cultivator here? Is it the plan of the Convention Hall or the plan of the Xunyan Sect?"

"This..." Pan Hao just hesitated for a moment and told the truth. There were Jindan monks on him, so he was not afraid of anything!

"Oh, so that's it!" Li Zongbao nodded secretly, and finally realized that the news he received in the Tiancheng was originally planned by the Jindan monk of the Xunyan Sect, not by Qin Jian.

"But, this matter is really out of the control of the disciples. Not only does the sword cultivator set up an ambush, but also... there are two Jindan cultivators. Uncle Pang led them to the vicinity of the spirit stone vein in the Storm Snow Field. I am afraid that it will join forces with Uncle Ji Mingkun, who is stationed in the spirit stone vein to fight against the enemy together?"

"Well, Uncle Pang is the only one!" Li Zongbao nodded slightly and sighed. This is how he could steal chickens without losing rice!

"I'm afraid... it's not that simple!" Xiao Hua naturally knew that there were as many as four sword cultivators, and there were three Jindan cultivators, and definitely not one that Pan Hao said!

"I have a good friend in Xunyan Sect, named Zhuo Qingyuan. I wonder if it's good now?" Xiao Hua asked with his eyes open.

"Oh, it turns out that fellow Taoist and Junior Brother Zhuo are very good!" Pan Hao saw Xiao Hua's rare question and hurriedly smiled, "Junior Brother Zhuo has always been stagnant in his Qi cultivation. Of course he was sent out during the battle. It's a pity that he died on the battlefield in the first battle, and even his corpse has nowhere to fall!"

"Oh~" Xiao Hua sighed, feeling sad for no reason, remembering the first time he saw Zhuo Qingyuan outside Jingbo City! At that time, he was only at the second level of Qi Refining, and Zhuo Qingyuan was already at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, and even Xiao Mao had already been at the fourth level of Qi Refining! When he saw Zhuo Qingyuan the second time, he was with Cai Zhuoxia, and because he got the news of the Fire Marrow Flame Crystal, he began his magical journey of refining his body with the Fire Marrow Flame Crystal. When he saw Zhuo Qingyuan the third time, he was at the Feather Immortal Conference of Taiqing Sect. That was Xiao Hua was already in the early stage of the Twelve Level of Qi Refining, and Zhuo Qingyuan was only the peak of the Twelve Level of Qi Refining, and he still had never built a foundation!

After that, his news was gone, and until today, the news about the old friend had turned into ashes!

"This is very common in Xiaoyu Continent! We are still building the foundation now, and we have achieved the Golden Pill and the Nascent Soul. We have been in seclusion for decades and hundreds of years. Because the lifespan of those juniors who refining and building the foundation has reached, even if there is no such sword battle, they... can only see you in seclusion and cannot see your out of seclusion!" Li Zongbao looked at Xiao Hua's feelings and whispered.

"Thank you, Brother Li, for your advice!" Xiao Hua took a deep breath and laughed in his heart again. He often called himself a master, but if he calculated carefully, he would probably be tens of years old now!

"Fortunately, my master... has an ageless face, and I am qualified to call myself a master!" Xiao Hua cheered himself up and asked casually, "Zhuo Qingyuan has a junior brother named Xiao Mao. I wonder if it's good to be in Xunyan Sect?"

In Xiao Hua's mind, Xiao Mao had the Dragon Transformation Art, and building the foundation would not be a problem, and he would not be sent from the Xunyan Sect.

Unexpectedly, a hint of astonishment appeared on Pan Hao's face and said strangely: "That Xiao Mao... isn't Zhuo Qingyuan's junior brother, can he have an old age with fellow Taoists?"

"Haha, when I saw Xiao Mao, he was with Zhuo Qingyuan, so I naturally thought he was Zhuo Qingyuan's junior brother! What is his cultivation level now?" Xiao Hua said with a smile.

"Oh, good fellow Taoists know!" Pan Hao dared not hide it and said, "Junior Brother Xiao is also fighting with us! He just participated in the battle and was injured, but after he recovered from his injury, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, but in a few years he rushed into the middle stage of foundation building! He is now with Mr. Pan!"

"Huh? Since your cultivation level has been broken, why not withdraw from the battle?" Xiao Hua said strangely again.

"My fellow Taoist doesn't know something!" Pan Hao smiled apologized, "Master Xiao Mao is Senior Yuan Zhiming, a famous Jindan monk in my Xunyan Sect. He advocates training his cultivation in...the battle, so~ Although Junior Brother Xiao has broken through to the middle stage of foundation building, he is still practicing in the battle!"

"So that's it!" Xiao Hua nodded, but then he felt a bad feeling in his heart and asked suddenly, "What did you say just now? Xiao Mao was waiting with you? Then he was..."
Chapter completed!