Chapter 179 Cheng Xingchu's Travels

the other side.

After Cheng Xingchu said goodbye to the meeting hall, he did not go directly to the spiritual site to rest. Instead, he walked around the inner courtyard.

"It's strange, why didn't I see a single person? Is the inner courtyard of Sanngling Palace decorated today? There are so few people?"

He thought about the letter asking for help.

"Is it possible that everyone is hiding?"

"Tsk, if that's the case, then Tiansangling Palace will be nothing more than this..."

Cheng Xingchu smiled sarcastically and stopped lingering.

If there was no one in the inner courtyard, there was still some in the outer courtyard. When I first came here, I saw so many people, so I probably didn't receive the instruction to hide, and they were still jumping around happily outside.

When he thought that he had been laughed at by these acquired scum, he became extremely angry.

As for why he was laughed at... Cheng Xingchu had selective amnesia.

After passing the Lingzang Pavilion at a distance, walking all the way out, we soon came to the handover threshold of the inner and outer courtyards.

"Speaking of which, the guard force of this spiritual palace is really weak. Even if I don't see a few disciples, is it possible that their law enforcement officers are only those in front of the meeting hall?"

"They don't even guard the entrance to the inner courtyard..."

Tuk Tuk!

A slow and rhythmic thumping sound came from the corner. Cheng Xingchu turned his head and looked away, shrinking in fear.

"I'll go, you ugly blind man!"

This is a man whose exact age is hard to tell just by looking at his face. His facial features are all covered in wrinkles, as if someone had hacked him with a knife...

No!

There is no "like", that's okay!

Cheng Xingchu felt sick to his stomach. Ordinary ugliness could no longer describe the man in front of him. This was extremely hideous ugliness!

Looking down, you can see this guy leaning on a cane, which is where the clicking sound obviously comes from.

The crutch is very thin, lavender in color, and has carvings on the handle. It is the only exquisite thing on the ugly blind man who has been covered in dust.

"How did you get into the spiritual palace?"

Cheng Xingchu was really curious, was Tiansang Ling Palace so shameless that it could recruit this kind of disciple?

No matter how hard the spiritual refiner seizes the creation of heaven and earth and absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, he still can't save your honor!

The blind young man on crutches continued to feel his way forward as if he didn't hear anything.

But the threshold to enter the inner courtyard was just that big. Cheng Xingchu moved a step and stood in front of the blind man.

He joked: "Deaf and blind?"

His eyes were fixed on the man's hand on crutches, and Cheng Xingchu raised his eyebrows.

Unlike the dusty robes on his body, the little deaf-blind man's hands were surprisingly clean, with slender and slender fingers and distinct knuckles, as if they had never been touched by spring water.

"This is clearly a hand that only a woman can have. It even requires extreme attention to maintenance. How can such fingers... match this face?"

Cheng Xingchu felt seriously out of place.

His long-term training allowed him to judge that the person in front of him was a patient with extreme mysophobia through a few details such as his hands and crutches.

But this guy...

How could he possibly endure the stains on his body and the look on his face?

"Excuse me."

The blind young man spoke, and his voice was surprisingly pleasant, with a full and grainy texture.

Cheng Xingchu frowned. The man's sixth sense urged him to turn around quickly, but he refused!

This guy has no cultivation at all. He is obviously just like the garbage outside. He is an ant who has just been recruited into the spiritual palace and has not yet started practicing.

Excuse me……

Can you enter the inner courtyard?

Do you have any awareness of the rules of this world?

The most important thing is, is this your attitude when you meet a strong man who is half a master?

Cheng Xingchu felt extremely unhappy. Ye Xiaotian was bullying others, and he was so scared that he peed in front of him...

What qualifications does this mere ordinary person have to be so calm in front of him?

He was trying to find the disciples from the outer courtyard who had ridiculed the most fiercely just now. Although he couldn't find the real master now, this guy...

Haha, you are unlucky to be hit by my gun!

"This road is blocked!"

The blind young man finally stopped. If he didn't stop, he would be hit.

"Excuse me."

His head tilted, his long hair was blown to his lips by the wind, and the blind man's voice remained the same as before, without even the slightest extra fluctuation.

Cheng Xingchu's eyelids were twitching wildly, his anger almost uncontrollable.

What he hates the most in his life is these guys who have no strength at all but pretend to be impressive!

"What if I don't want to borrow it?" Cheng Xingchu's eyes were stern.

"If you don't borrow it, you will die."

The evening breeze blew quietly, ruffling the blind young man's long unbundled hair. If you didn't look at the gray face, this would be a beautiful scene.

Cheng Xingchu was amused. He laughed and said, "Death? Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"

His eyes narrowed, as if he was possessed by Ye Xiaotian, and the force of the sky immediately pressed down on him.

At this moment, he could already imagine the scene in front of him of the little deaf and blind being crushed to the ground with his knees shattered.

"Hoo~"

As a result, such a solemn and murderous aura swept through him, and it only lightly moved the blind young man's clothes. It was like a heavy punch that hit him weakly, and his strength had nowhere to go.

Cheng Xingchu: "..."

His eyes narrowed again!

"Hoo~"

Another gust of wind swept by.

"How is it possible? How could this guy not react at all?"

He condensed again...

I couldn't freeze anymore, my eyes had become slits, and they would close if I could condense any longer.

The atmosphere was rather awkward and stagnant. Silence was a deadly poison that slowly spread in the air.

Cheng Xingchu pulled the corner of his mouth and found that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"..."

The blind young man waited for a long time and found that the guy in front of him was no movement. He pulled the cane in his hand.

Knock knock!

Not attacking, but feeling the way.

He didn't say anything. Since the person in front of him didn't intend to attack, he would just be a passerby.

Leaning on the cane, the young man went around and passed by Cheng Xingchu.

"Damn it..."

Cheng Xingchu was so angry that his scalp almost exploded.

This feeling of being ignored is even more uncomfortable than being teased by Ye Xiaotian, not to mention that the blind man in front of him is an ordinary person who doesn't even have cultivation!

"You are looking for death!"

A low voice squeezed out from his teeth. Cheng Xingchu was furious and punched the young man in the back with his spiritual essence.

Hoo!

At the critical moment, the blind young man did not turn around. He suddenly lowered his body, and Cheng Xingchu's punch missed and slid directly onto his shoulder.

When Cheng Xingchu realized that something was wrong, the man in front of him gently pulled his shoulder forward and used the force to throw him to the front.

"He is not an ordinary person!"

Cheng Xingchu's pupils shrank. Even though he had similar guesses before, it was still shocking when it was verified.

How did this guy avoid the "Spirit Viewing Technique" of the Holy Temple?

He had carefully thought about it for several rounds before, and he really had no cultivation. This was...

There was no time to think about it. After all, leaving your back to the enemy was not a good strategy. After Cheng Xingchu stopped stumbling, he turned around instantly.

Ta!

The slender lavender cane pressed against his heart.

Cheng Xingchu rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty, as if the cane in front of him had lost its original color and turned into a long and narrow sword.

If he used force...

"That..."

Before he could apologize, the cane was put down and the blind young man walked away again.

Cheng Xingchu was stunned.

"What's going on?"

"Not killing me?"

"... Bah! He shouldn't be able to kill me!"

Cheng Xingchu was frightened. This blind man was so weird, just like a passing death god. Why was he not interested in him?

Is he really a spirit refiner...

But he didn't have the strength to attack him, so why could he dodge or even fight back?

But he had the chance to kill him, so he put it down?

Cheng Xingchu was stunned by the back of the blind young man. He wanted to step forward and shout a few words to save his face.

But his feet were like lead, and they were firmly rooted.

Bang!

At this moment, a spirit tree exploded more than ten feet away, and Cheng Xingchu felt a chill on his back.

This tree was clearly standing on the attack route of the blind man after he put up his cane!

- Did he want to give himself a warning?

Pah!

There was a cracking sound at the waist at the right time, Cheng Xingchu looked down in shock and found that the protective jade had cracked.

This is the protective jade that can withstand the full force of the master!

"This..."

With a thud, Cheng Xingchu sat down on the ground, looking at the blind young man who gradually disappeared in the distance in disbelief.

He was not stupid, he had realized that the guy might have the power of a master!

But looking at his age, he was no more than 27 or 28!

"Are all the guys in Tiansang Linggong so powerful?"

The murmur was full of unconcealed shock, Cheng Xingchu felt his heart chilled, he picked up the broken jade on the ground, and was in a daze.

So I... have died once?