Chapter 1238: Master Qingxuan Comes Out of Seclusion

"Go ahead and take a look at the main hall. The Star Wheel Mirror is just the beginning of your journey to martial arts. Don't be proud." Liang Yuanrou said.

"Yes, master."

The young man turned around and strode towards the palace.

"Wait a moment."

Liang Yuan suddenly stopped the young man.

"Master?" After the young man walked a few steps, he stopped and turned his head in confusion, "Master, do you have any other instructions?"

"Let me ask you, do you hate Zhuo Bufan for killing your brother Luo Shaozhou?" Liang Yuan said with a tense face.

This young man is none other than Luo Danhua, a disciple of Qinglong Martial Arts School.

Hearing Liang Yuan's words, Luo Danhua was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I am no match for him. Besides, it was my brother who was at fault first. How could I hate Zhuo Bufan?"

Seeing Luo Danhua's calm expression and indifferent tone, Liang Yuan frowned slightly and said, "That's good, you can go practice first."

"Yes, master." Luo Danhua turned his head and strode towards the palace.

Seeing Luo Danhua's back, Liang Yuan frowned tightly. If Luo Danhua said that he hated Zhuo Bufan, maybe he wouldn't be angry, but Luo Danhua actually said that he didn't hate Zhuo Bufan. This kind of person is too deep-rooted and narrow-minded. His future achievements ……limited.

"It's a pity that he has such a good talent. If Zhuo Bufan dies, you won't hold grudges against him. If he doesn't die, you won't provoke him." Liang Yuan said to himself.

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Qinglong Martial Arts School.

In the summit hall, two figures stood in the air.

"Master, it's been a month and Zhuo Bufan still hasn't come out." A strong man with a bald head stood respectfully in the air and said slowly.

"Well, go notify Zhuo Bufan's family and his wife." Fang Tangjing said calmly.

The bald man was about to turn around and leave when Fang Tangjing said again: "He said he is not sure about his life or death for the time being."

"I understand." The bald man nodded and turned into a stream of light and left.

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Shuzhou.

In the vast undulating mountain forest, a group of people sat cross-legged among the weeds, as if they were a rock, motionless.

"Groan!"

A vague sound suddenly sounded in this silent mountain forest.

In front of the crowd, two silver-haired old men suddenly opened their eyes, and two balls of light burst out from their eyes, "The sect is about to leave seclusion!"

With a loud shout, everyone woke up at the same time and flew to the sky one after another, looking closely at the distance ahead.

Three thousand meters in front of everyone, there was a cliff. Several ancient pines with curved branches grew out of the rock cracks with difficulty. The entire mountain peak was about a thousand meters high, and a silver-white bolt hung like a picture. On the mountain wall.

Wow~

The torrent surged, and the waterfall that penetrated about 100 meters fell from the cliff. White foam splashed, the torrent surged backwards, and jade beads scattered.

At the bottom of this silver waterfall, an old man with long silver-white hair tied up in a hairpin was sitting quietly on top of a huge bluestone. The bluestone was about fifty meters wide and about a hundred meters high. .

The old man seemed to be integrated with the bluestone. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to find an old man sitting cross-legged on the bluestone.

Groan!

Groan!

There seemed to be a mad dragon roaring inside the old man standing on the bluestone, and there were faint sounds of dragon roars.

Opening his eyes, the old man's eyes were as calm as water and extremely clear. It was as if the vicissitudes of life were hidden in his eyes, giving people an ancient and eternal atmosphere.

"The innate dragon realm has trapped me for thirty years, and I finally made a breakthrough."

The old man murmured to himself and slowly stood up.

As he stood up, the silver waterfall behind him suddenly made a rumbling sound and began to flow backwards. He could vaguely see a flying dragon hiding in the waterfall, making a roaring sound.

"The sect leader has made a breakthrough."

Far away, three thousand meters away.

The group of people standing in mid-air showed excitement when they saw this scene.

Whoosh whoosh!

Dozens of figures immediately cut through the sky and appeared in front of the wide waterfall in an instant, bending down to salute respectfully.

"Congratulations to the sect leader for leaving seclusion!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and the sound shook the whole country.

Sect Leader Qingxuan raised his head and glanced at them, nodding slightly, "Where is Zhuo Bufan's head?"

A silver-haired old man took a step forward and said, "Reporting to the sect leader, Protector Liu who was sent out has been killed by Zhuo Bufan. The other two disciples were also seriously injured and luckily escaped."

"Um?"

Master Qingxuan frowned slightly, and there was an uncontrollable aura of pressure coming out of his body, making everyone standing in the air tremble, as if they were ants facing a giant elephant. Only the one standing at the front The two old men were barely able to withstand the powerful pressure.

"Sect Master, according to our information, it seems that Zhuo Bufan went to the West. He must have had an opportunity. His strength may have exceeded his innate ability."

A silver-haired old man spoke while struggling to resist the invisible pressure.

"Oh, the innate realm grows really fast, but even so, it's easy for me to kill him." Master Qingxuan put his hands behind his back and said lightly, with an unparalleled confidence and momentum in his tone.

After saying that, the Qingxuan Sect Master stretched out his palm, and the wide waterfall behind him immediately floated, forming a water dragon about a kilometer long. The whole body was covered with dense scales, and four claws extended from the abdomen. The dragon head was lifelike, hovering in the air. among.

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered together in the sky, and electric snakes were flowing among them. The sun was shining brightly everywhere else, except for this place where dark clouds covered the sky. This situation looked quite strange.

"Groan!"

The domineering water dragon circled and let out a dragon roar before rushing into the dark clouds, with lightning and thunder.

Master Qingxuan flipped his palm, and the water dragon exploded, turning into heavy rain and pouring down.

Everyone put up spiritual shields outside their bodies to block the falling raindrops.

Turn your hands to make clouds and turn your hands to make rain!

"What a Zhuo Bufan. He has broken through the innate realm in a short period of time. He must have important treasures on him. I have to go and see him in person." Master Qingxuan snorted coldly and immediately turned into a stream of blue light and flew towards the south.

The rest of the people followed immediately. Zhuo Bufan killed Qingxuan and Qingzong a year ago. They were both the sons of the Qingxuan Sect Master, but the Qingxuan Sect Master did not mind losing his two sons. For a cultivator, in that long life, It can create countless heirs, and family ties and blood ties are extremely weak to monks.

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Tianmei Group, a building made of tempered glass, reflects a gentle luster under the spring sunshine.

In the hall.

"Sir, please wait a moment, I'll call Mr. Ye." The girl at the reception desk said politely, but looking at the strong body in front of her, staring at the bald man with eight ring scars, she still felt Somewhat slightly scared.

"Mr. Ye, there is a gentleman who wants to see you. He says he is a friend of Mr. Zhuo. Okay, I understand."

"Sir, please come with me!" The girl at the reception desk hung up the phone and led the bald man towards the president's elevator. "I will take you to Mr. Ye's office."