Chapter 205

Bang!

At this moment, tea cups fell to the ground.

Until Wei Ji walked out of the teahouse.

The monks were still immersed in shock.

Yun Zhongyu... was really killed by a Jindan monk?

That was a great Yuanying cultivator!

How could he die in the hands of a small Jindan cultivator?

If it gets out, people will laugh at him!

Yuan Zichu's body shook, his eyes widened.

Huikong?

He remembered him!

Wasn't he the one who was supposed to become a worshiper of the Duan family, but was eventually rejected by the Duan family?

Yuan Zichu's pupils shrank slightly.

He remembered that time.

He and Xiao Fengxian were strolling in Zhengdao City.

They happened to pass by Huikong's cave.

Xiao Fengxian even asked him to give up the cave in a tough manner.

Now that I think about it, Xiao Fengxian is so bold!

He actually dared to ask a cultivator who could kill a middle-stage Yuanying to give up the cave.

It was also thanks to his dislike of making enemies and not bullying others.

Otherwise, he would have died long ago!

Yuan Zichu stroked his chest gently.

He felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell.

"Cang Xuanxing, Jinlong Temple, Huikong..."

"I know Jinlong Temple, it is one of the five sects of Yu State, and it has long been destroyed."

"This person is probably a fake identity."

"A person with such strength should not be an unknown person..."

Yuan Zichu seemed to be thinking about something.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't think of who that person was.

The strongest person of the same realm he had seen in his life should be He Liang, who specialized in body refining and was also an elder of Bailian Sect.

That day, He Liang smashed all his defensive spells and magic weapons with one punch, making him lose his temper.

However, no matter how strong He Liang was, he still lost to a demon cultivator.

Obviously, he was far inferior to Huikong, the monk who killed a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Cang Xuanxing... there are so many talented people."

Yuan Zichu sighed, paid the bill, and left Fuyun Teahouse.

...

Duan's house.

Duan Xiu sat cross-legged in the practice room, his face pale.

His eyes were filled with uncontrollable hatred.

He went to hunt down Shangguan Hao, trying to compete for the Yunshen Juice, but was severely injured by Shangguan Hao.

If he hadn't accumulated some life-saving trump cards in the early years.

I'm afraid he would have died in the Great Divide this time.

"Fengxian! Where's my son Fengxian!"

Duan Xiu roared.

"I'm coming, I'm here, godfather!"

Xiao Fengxian was guarding the door at this time, and hurried into the practice room.

The two lingered for a while.

Duan Xiu gently stroked Xiao Fengxian's handsome and fair face, and the anger in his heart gradually dissipated.

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the stone door of the practice room.

"Ancestor! I am Duan Cang! The sect has ordered!"

Duan Xiu was stunned, tidied up his messy clothes, and then said, "Come in."

Duan Cang, the head of the Duan family, pushed the door open, half-knelt down, and said respectfully, "The sect has ordered that the one who killed Yun Zhongyu is Huikong of the Golden Dragon Temple of Cangxuanxing."

"The sect has ordered my Duan family to track down all those who are related to Huikong!"

Duan Xiu frowned, "Huikong? Who is Huikong?"

Although he fled back to Zhengdao City in advance, he did not know what happened to the Great Divide in the end.

But he still learned from those monks who returned to Zhengdao City alive that Yun Zhongyu was killed by a monk.

At first, he thought it was Miao Xin from Tianyin Zen Temple.

But now a strange name popped up.

When Xiao Fengxian heard this name, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"What did you say? Hui... Huikong?"

He looked at Duan Cang.

Duan Cang was very disdainful of Xiao Fengxian, who served people with his beauty, but his face was still respectful.

"That's right, that person is Huikong."

"It was Huikong that Duan Que wanted to invite to join our Duan family, but I refused."

Speaking of this, he felt a little bitter.

Huikong, who could kill even a mid-Yuanying cultivator, was originally invited by Duan Que to serve as the Duan family's worshiper, but he was rejected by himself.

This matter must have spread in Zhengdao City.

I am afraid that the head of the Duan family has become a blind person in the eyes of many people.

Duan Xiu was stunned, "Stupid! You are stupid!"

"Such a strong man, you actually rejected him?"

Duan Cang smiled bitterly, "Grandmaster... Alas..."

He defended, "Actually, it's a good thing that I rejected him."

"This man is so bold that he dared to kill the monks of the upper sect. If he became the worshiper of my Duan family, my Duan family might also be implicated."

Duan Xiu thought it made sense and nodded, "That's true."

Xiao Fengxian suddenly said, "If you want to know the whereabouts of Huikong, you have to find Duan Que."

"Duan Que and Huikong have a good personal relationship, he must know!"

Duan Xiu nodded, "Go find Duan Que immediately!"

Duan Cang smiled bitterly, "Grandmaster, this is the second thing I want to report to you."

"I have sent people to find Duan Que, he is missing."

Duan Xiu suddenly stood up, "What?!"

His face was uncertain and changed several times.

"Duan Que must be found! At any cost!"

Duan Cang sighed in his heart, "Yes..."

After Duan Cang left, Xiao Fengxian remained silent, and a storm of emotions surged in his heart.

That Huikong...

He actually killed a great cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!

I actually dared to be so rude to Huikong...

"Master...please don't come to me..."

Xiao Fengxian prayed in his heart.

He was afraid that Huikong would bear a grudge against him and come to kill him next time.

...

On the way from Zhengdao City to Leijia City.

A middle-aged monk with thick hair walked slowly forward.

He looked far in the direction of Zhengdao City, with a helpless smile on his face.

"Huikong, Huikong... you have caused me so much trouble."

"How could I know that you are so capable that you can even kill the monks of the upper sect."

"Alas... Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have been captured by the Samsara Divine Sect and had my soul searched."

"It's better not to stay in this Duan family."

"What should I be called in the future?"

Duan Que thought for a long time, "My mother's surname is Ning, so I will be called Ning Que."

"Ning Que is not a good name."

Duan Que smiled and rushed towards Leijia City.

...

Wan Wuying, Zhao Wuya, and Huang Yuanwu were also heading towards Leijia City during the day.

After walking a short distance, Huang Yuanwu couldn't help but want to speak.

"Hey, you guys, who is that Huikong? Is he really from the Golden Dragon Temple on Cangxuan Star..."

Wan Wuying shook his head, "Don't say anything. The Samsara Cult must be investigating his whereabouts. If we are exposed, we will definitely be captured by the Samsara Cult and have our souls searched."

Zhao Wuya also nodded, "Don't say too much."

The three of them fell silent.

After walking for a while, Zhao Wuya couldn't help but say, "To be honest, I also want to know who he is... Lao Wan, do you have any guesses?"

"I see you are always thinking a lot."

Wan Wuying smiled bitterly, "I really don't know...At first I thought he might be my junior brother Chu Xuan."

"But when he showed the three-layer golden wheel of merit, I gave up this idea."

"My junior brother is a person...You two should know it. He must have more evil karma than me. How could he have a three-layer golden wheel of merit?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu nodded in agreement.

They never doubted this.

How could a big devil like Chu Xuan have a three-layer golden wheel of merit?

Unless the sun rises from the west!