"Sister."

"It will be easier if you help me."

"If you don't have time, go find your senior brother."

"Senior brother can't."

"Haha, I asked you to follow me two days ago, but you were unwilling to do so and insisted on following your senior brother. Now it's too late to beg me."

"Kind and beautiful Senior Sister, aren't I forced by circumstances? Senior Brother is the Holy Son of our Tianhun Sect, and his status is so high. If I turned around and followed Senior Sister, with his character, he would definitely wear small shoes for me every day. I would be offended.

I'm sorry, she's nothing like Senior Sister, she's a big-hearted person and never holds grudges, this is something everyone in our Tianhun Sect knows."

"Is this really what is said in the sect?"

"Really, senior sister, if you don't believe me, you can just ask anyone."

"Okay, leave your disguise to me."

"Thank you, senior sister!"

Half an hour later, Li Ziye walked out of An Chenchen's residence. His appearance had changed slightly, and there were two more scars on his face, making him look a little sinister.

"In the first month, flowers bloom, and in the waves, there are waves..."

On the way to the competition arena, Li Ziye was humming a tune as he walked, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Little junior brother."

At this time, Xiang Yunfei walked quickly. Seeing the former's strength, he recognized his identity and said, "Come on, follow me to pick up someone."

"Who is it?"

Li Ziye asked curiously.

"White Tiger Saint, Luoyang." Xiang Yunfei responded.

"White Tiger? Saint?"

Li Ziye, who was simple-minded, immediately went astray.

"What are you thinking about? Come on."

Xiang Yunfei turned around and urged.

"Oh, okay."

Li Ziye came to his senses and followed quickly.

"Senior brother, how did you recognize me?"

On the way, Li Ziye asked curiously.

"Junior brother's behavior is unmatched in the entire Tianhun Sect. It's easy to recognize." Xiang Yunfei responded casually.

"Is there any?"

Li Ziye looked at himself and felt that he was very low-key.

"Senior brother, is the White Tiger Saint powerful?"

After walking a few steps, Li Ziye kept asking like a curious baby.

"sharp."

Xiang Yunfei responded, "The saint sons and saint girls of the above four sects are all geniuses who have access to more than seven meridians. It is said that the White Tiger Saint, like Huo Lin'er, is born with all eight meridians and is extremely talented in martial arts.

"

"There are so many geniuses as there are dogs."

Li Ziye sighed with emotion, but if you look carefully, it's normal. Nanling is so big, it's not surprising that there are several geniuses who have access to the eight meridians.

It's really annoying. There are so many geniuses, why can't he be counted among them?

If he was born with access to the Eight Meridians, was as rich as any country, managed enough resources, and had no shortage of talents, would he be able to conquer everything and become invincible? It would be wonderful to think about it.

"Senior brother, we are both geniuses who have access to the Eight Meridians. Is there a big difference in martial arts talent?" After daydreaming for a while, Li Ziye seemed to remember something again and continued to ask.

"Not too small."

Xiang Yunfei patiently explained, "Martial arts talent is a very general range. Generally speaking, the condition of the eight meridians is the most important. However, factors such as root bones, divine possessions, and blood energy will also have an impact on a person's talent.

The impact is not small. To use an extreme metaphor, if a person with all eight meridians is born with a disability, his martial arts talent will not be much better."

"That makes sense."

Li Ziye nodded thoughtfully. It was really not easy for the eldest prince of their Great Shang Dynasty to cultivate to the late third level with a disabled body.

Trouble.

The grandson has now healed his legs, and his cultivation will definitely improve rapidly in the future. It may not be easy to deal with him again.

It was really a mistake to fail to defeat the eldest prince before coming to Nanling.

I don’t know what the current war situation in the north is like.

Forget it, I don’t think about it anymore, we’ll talk about it after we get back.

Between thoughts.

Li Ziye and Xiang Yunfei came to the mountain gate.

"No one's here yet?"

Li Ziye looked around and said in surprise.

With such a big air, is there finally going to be a villain?

"Coming."

Xiang Yunfei looked forward and replied.

The words just fell out.

In the distance, tigers roared in the mountains and forests, and a white tiger chariot rushed towards it. The rumbling sound got closer and closer.

"Fuck!"

In front of the mountain gate, Li Ziye looked at the astonishing scene in front of him with a look of shock on his face.

This way of appearing is so cool!

He will do the same in the future!

Ten months later.

The white tiger chariot arrived in front of the mountain gate. On the chariot, a woman wearing a tight-fitting battle suit jumped down, bowed politely, and said, "I've seen the Holy Son, sorry to disturb you!"

"polite."

Returning the gift to Yunfei, he said, "Holy girl, please."

Luoyang nodded and immediately walked forward.

Next to Xiang Yunfei, Li Ziye was still looking at the White Tiger Chariot in front of him, with envy on his face.

The moment he passed by, Luoyang didn't stop and didn't notice the passerby beside the Holy Son of Tianhun Sect at all.

Who would care about a Tsing Yi disciple? Of course not.

Xiang Yunfei led the way, leading the White Tiger Saint all the way to the mountain.

"Senior brother."

After Li Ziye came to his senses, he quickly followed and whispered, "When you came out, did you have such a cool car?"

Xiang Yunfei looked stunned, but quickly realized what he was doing and said helplessly, "No, little junior brother, why do you always care about these messy things?"

"Well."

Li Ziye was slightly embarrassed. Isn't this kind of thing very important?

When key figures appear, there must always be some pomp and circumstance.

The three of them then went up the mountain, and Xiang Yunfei took the White Tiger Saint to meet the two sect leaders. As for Li Ziye, he was purely an idler and was not qualified to participate in the meeting between the two sect leaders.

It didn't take long.

Xiang Yunfei, Luoyang left the main hall.

A disciple in blue stepped forward to lead the way, preparing to arrange a residence for the White Tiger Saint.

However.

Just then.

In the distance, a bird chirped across the sky.

The White Tiger Saint, who was about to take a rest, suddenly focused her eyes and stopped.

He actually came to Tianhun Sect?

"Yunfei."
To be continued...