Chapter 623: Hiding One’s Fame

The next day, rumors were everywhere.

The first to attack the three-level cultivators were not the four great families, nor the Seven Emotions Demon Palace, but the Zhishan Sect!

A few days ago, with the help of the bottle of Rongyuan Dan, Liu Suyi finally succeeded in advancing to the top level of Jindan, which greatly increased her confidence.

After learning from Xiao Mian that the three-level cultivators had obtained the secret collection of the Nine-fingered Thief, Liu Suyi immediately informed the Zhishan Sect’s top leaders of the matter.

Following the steps of the Zhishan Sect, almost as if they had agreed, the Seven Emotions Demon Palace and the four great families all ordered the three-level cultivators to announce the secret collection of the Nine-fingered Thief under the principles of openness, fairness, and justice, and to make the entire Qin County cultivation world open and transparent.

The Qin County cultivation world also has something to say: Since the Nine-fingered Thief had been hiding his identity in Xianyang City for hundreds of years, he had regarded himself as a Qin County cultivator.

Now that the Nine-fingered Thief is dead, his legacy naturally belongs to Qin County!

The matter of the Nine-Fingered Thief's secret collection was a hot topic in the city overnight.

At the same time, in Tianxiang Tower.

Seeing the Star-Moon Pendant, Qi Jingyuan and the other two looked at each other in bewilderment.

It turned out that the Star-Moon Pendant was infused with the pure essence of Old Man Tan. Although there was no spiritual shackle, with the strength of the three people, it took them a whole night to crack the Star-Moon Pendant - of course, this was also because the three people were afraid of destroying the Star-Moon Pendant and then destroying the Nine-Fingered Thief's secret collection, so they had to be cautious and worried about gains and losses.

They didn't want to open the Star-Moon Pendant and find it empty!

"How... how could this happen!?"

"How could this happen? This is something you have to ask Du Yuan!"

"I..., Qi Jingyuan! Are you doubting me?" Du Yuan shifted his gaze from the Star-Moon Pendant, stared at Qi Jingyuan, and roared: "After I got this pendant, I rushed back in a hurry, and I didn't do anything in the middle!"

"Empty mouth, who can't say it? Du Yuan, even if you opened this pendant, we don't know. But you are too much to leave no grass!"

"You!"

"Enough!" After stopping the dispute between Du Yuan and Qi Jingyuan, Zhong Liyin frowned, stared at the star-moon pendant, and said to herself in a soft voice: "Brother Du doesn't have such courage to swallow the secret treasure of the Nine-fingered Thief alone, otherwise even if Brother Qi and I are willing, his Yanji Sect will definitely pursue it. It seems that we have all been fooled!"

"You mean... damn it!"

After realizing that he was deceived by a Qi training period cultivator, Du Yuan was so angry that he wanted to slap himself twice!

"This is not the worst!" Zhong Liyin continued with a gloomy face: "Now, the whole Xianyang City knows that the three of us have obtained the secret collection of the Nine-Fingered Thief. Even if we give up the Star-Moon Pendant, how many people will believe it?"

"This..., hum! In Xianyang City, only those old guys still have some strength. Among the younger generation, except for Yu Wushuang, the rest are mediocre!"

"Don't forget Ye Piaoling! Don't forget Gui Hai! And don't forget Xiao Wuming!" Zhong Liyin said these names word by word, and said hatefully: "Besides, those disciples of the aristocratic families before They are just trying to make things difficult for us, just to let others take the lead. Now that they have the Nine-Fingered Thief's secret treasure as a guide, they must take the lead, right? "

"Or, let's ask the sect for support!"

"No!" Qi Jingyuan interrupted Du Yuan and scolded him, "Do you have a pig brain? Don't you think: If we ask the sect for support, what will others think? Don't look at how loud they are now, but they are just suspicious. Without anyone taking the lead, they will definitely not dare to provoke us easily, after all, we have the Three Realms behind us! But if we ask for help from the sect, it will confirm our suspicion of obtaining the Nine-Fingered Thief's secret treasure. !”

“Brother Qi, what you said is right! But in my opinion, we should follow Brother Du’s advice and ask for help from our respective sects! The sooner the better!”

“Zhongli! You…”

“Brother Qi, do you think that if we don’t ask for help from the sect, we can clear our suspicion? No! Once suspicion arises, it is difficult to eliminate it, unless people are facing a powerful existence that they cannot resist. In this way, they will unconsciously forget their suspicion! In the future, as long as the elders of our sect are in charge of Xianyang City, even if we really get the secret treasure of the Nine-Fingered Thief, what will happen? Even if Qin Tianfeng is in person, what will happen? ? "

"But how to explain to the sect afterwards?"

"If the elders of the sect don't come, Zhongli may not have a 'afterwards'!" Qi Jingyuan and Du Yuan turned pale with this sentence, and Zhongli Yin muttered to himself: "Moreover, for the sect, if they know that we have obtained the secret treasure of the Nine-Fingered Thief, the probability of rushing to help us will be greater. Afterwards, we can only tell the truth. I think that by then, the sect has spent a lot of effort and will not give up on us!"

"..., okay!"

Under Zhongli Yin's suggestion, even Qi Jingyuan had to accept the reality.

Leaving aside the three people who were worried about gains and losses, Xiao Mian was plotting with Ding Wenquan.

"Love Sorrow? You actually got the strange poison Love Sorrow? And you want me to integrate this strange poison into the elixir I am responsible for? This is impossible! I have lived an upright life and have never done such a despicable thing. You kid, you should find someone else!"

"Brother Ding! How are you?"

"You! Who are you?"

"Brother, you have left Wanzong City for decades, right? On the day of my wedding with Mu Dao, you even drank our wedding wine!"

"You are - Bai Caiwei!? How can you..."

"This is a long story! Brother, listen to me slowly..."

At that moment, Bai Caiwei told Ding Wenquan about the past.

As the person involved, Bai Caiwei's story was naturally more emotional than Xiao Mian's, and it could also evoke Ding Wenquan's thoughts. At the end, the Beidou Si Nanpan was silent for a long time.

"Brother! Since Caiwei married Mu Dao, she is the daughter-in-law of the Li family and a cultivator of the farming family. Now I ask you with a lonely soul: return to Nanyue as soon as possible!"

"But Zhishan Sect..."

"As long as Senior Ding does what I say, you will be able to return to Nanyue!"

"But you want me to..."

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the son wants to support his parents but they are not waiting!"

"..., OK!"

After cutting off contact with Ding Wenquan, Xiao Mian pondered and said nothing.

"Xiao Mian! You really went too far in deceiving Brother Ding this time!"

"Aunt Bai! I had no choice!"

"..., I know! Otherwise I wouldn't help you convince Brother Ding! You are alone, traveling around the world, how easy is it?"

"Thank you Aunt Bai!"

"I have always treated you as my nephew, so you don't have to be so polite!"

"Yeah!"

After sending Bai Caiwei back to the porcelain bottle and packing up, Xiao Mian shook his head and smiled bitterly: I have done what I should and shouldn't do!

Which direction the wind blows in the end depends on God's will...

Just when Xiao Mian was hiding his merits and fame, Xianyang City was in an uproar!

On the eighth day of November, the fact that the three-level cultivators obtained the secret treasure of the Nine-Fingered Thief was made public. Strangely, the three-level cultivators did not express their views on this matter.

On the ninth day of November, at the entrance of Tianxiang Tower.

Many Xianyang City cultivators openly challenged the three-level cultivators, but were ignored.

On the tenth day of the eleventh month, a fire broke out in Tianxiang Tower, and the three-level cultivator disappeared.

At this point, the matter of the Nine-Fingered Thief's secret treasure was settled.

Recalling the scene when Qi Jingyuan, Du Yuan and Zhong Liyin challenged the Zhishan Sect, the Seven Emotions Demon Palace and the cultivators of Xianyang City respectively, how could these three be easy to deal with?

If they had not obtained the secret treasure of the Nine-Fingered Thief, would they have kept quiet?

Although the three-level cultivators are missing now, more people are paying attention to them. To be more precise, they want to find the secret treasure of the Nine-Fingered Thief through the three-level cultivators!

At this time of great waves, naturally no one cares about the news that Liu Suyi has broken through to the top level of the Golden Core, and few people know that Yu Wushuang has successfully condensed his spiritual consciousness.

Until the fifteenth day of November, the teleportation array in the center of Xianyang City emitted a burst of colorful light.

The teleportation array in Xianyang City has been operating for many years.

But usually, the teleportation is short-distance, so the light of the teleportation array is mostly single or three colors, and even five-color light is rarely seen.

The seven-color light indicates that the teleportation distance is a million miles!

That's not all!

The seven-color light did not flash for a moment, but flashed three times!

All the cultivators in Xianyang City who have a little vision know that something is wrong!

Sure enough, not long after, above Xianyang City.

"Qin Tianfeng! I heard that you were very arrogant a few days ago! What's the point of using my disciple grandson to establish your power? If you have the ability, come out and fight me for three hundred rounds!"

"Humph! Old Demon Yan, you are really brave!"

As he spoke, Qin Tianfeng, the ancestor of the Qin family, rushed into the sky.

Opposite him, there was a white-haired old man in a red flame robe - this old man was a high-level Yuanying cultivator, the elder of Yanji Sect - Yan Tuntian!

"You are still at the high level of Nascent Soul! Old Demon Yan, you are so confident. I thought you finally broke through to the top level of Nascent Soul! I can't fight you like this! Let's not talk about how easy it is to win against you. Even if I win, what's the big bullying the small!"

"You!"

Just as Yan Tuntian was about to refute, two figures appeared beside him.

One was a middle-aged scholar, dressed in white, with no dust on his clothes, a white face, and a cold expression; the other was a beautiful young woman, wearing a purple palace dress, smiling and looking forward.

High-level Nascent Soul cultivators, and there were two of them!

"Old Demon Yan may not be your opponent, Qin Tianfeng, but what if we two are added?"

It was the beautiful young woman who spoke.

At the same time, although the white-clothed scholar did not speak, he raised a strange flying sword above his head, and pointed at Qin Tianfeng eagerly.

Even Qin Tianfeng, a top-level Nascent Soul, could not help but look stern when he saw the strange flying sword.

But soon, Qin Tianfeng curled his lips with a sarcastic smile.

"Oh! It's okay that Yan Tuntian, that fool, dared to shout. I was wondering why the white-faced scholar Qiao Lingsong, who is always good at calculating, is so arrogant. It turns out that he carries the Xiankong Sword, one of the 'Four Great Void Swords' of the Vacuum Dao!" After commenting on it, Qin Tianfeng changed the subject: "But do you think: holding a high-level magic weapon-level flying sword, you can show off in front of an old madman like me? It's a fool's dream!"

While speaking, Qin Tianfeng spread out his right hand without paying attention to the gloomy white-faced scholar Qiao Lingsong.

On the slightly old palm, a ball of breeze was spinning...

On Qin Tianfeng's palm, there was nothing else except a ball of breeze.

But it was this breeze that made the three Nascent Soul high-level cultivators who were aggressive before all lose their voices - whether it was Qiao Lingsong holding the Sky-piercing Sword, or the stubborn Yan Tuntian, or even the young woman in palace dress who had been smiling faintly, when they saw the breeze, their faces changed drastically, and they all flew away at the same time.

"This... this is..."

"Good for you, Qin Tianfeng! You finally took that step..."

For a moment, the young woman in palace attire and Yan Tuntian exclaimed in unison. Although Qiao Lingsong remained silent, her face as pale as paper did not hide it at all.

At this moment, three more escaping lights were fixed in the sky, and they were three more high-level Nascent Soul monks, but it was none other than the ancestors of the Ji, Lu, and Wang families who came in person.

Grinning, Qin Tianfeng clenched his right hand and whispered lazily: "What? Lei Yinzi, one of the seven thunder sons in Lei Zhen Palace, wants to challenge me, which of the four major aristocratic families in Xianyang City is the ancestor? It doesn't matter! Look! It’s up to you to pick whoever you want!”

"you!"

"Yan Tuntian! Lei Yinzi! Qiao Lingsong!" As he spoke, Qin Tianfeng's eyes swept over the three Yuan Ying high-level monks one by one, his joking expression disappeared, and he confided with a stern look: "Three of them ! Old madman, I’ll put my harsh words here: If you three dare to mess around, I’ll stop you from leaving Xianyang City!”

After saying that, no matter what the faces of the three people were, Qin Tianfeng disappeared...

As if after some discussion, the high-level Nascent Soul cultivators from Ji Wang Lu San's family also left at the same time, as if they were just here to support Qin Tianfeng.

The remaining three Nascent Soul Ancestors did not think so at all.

Regardless of the high-level Nascent Soul cultivators from Jiwang Lu San's family, Qin Tianfeng alone was enough to make the three of them hate Xianyang City.

Just because Qin Tianfeng has already taken that step!