C222 Conducting
C222 Conducting
"Hehe, what are you panicking about?"
The Black Panther seemed unusually calm. It sneered and said, "There is indeed the hidden sect in the Immortal Cultivation World, and many of them are very powerful."
"So what?"
The ___ said. "Are you stupid?!" Black Panther gritted his teeth and said with a tone that said he was disappointed in his failure to meet his expectations, "Since you are a disciple of hidden sect, then you should have your own pride. How can you tell them the secret of the sect? I think this guy thinks that you are young and is trying to trick you. "
" Really? "
Yang Xuan was skeptical, but time did not allow him to think any more.
The tall and thin man stared into his eyes. His eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see something from them.
Yang Xuan coughed lightly, his expression suddenly became cold and stern. His eyes narrowed slightly, carrying a faint dangerous aura. "Zhang Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this!"
"This..."
Not coming out! As the Black Panther expected, the tall and thin man named Zhang Zhengli hesitated when he saw the dissatisfaction on Yang Xuan's face. There was a trace of fear in his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Fellow Daoist Yang, don't misunderstand. I was just casually asking."
"Humph! Asking about my sect, could it be that you have other intentions?"
"No, no, no."
Zhang Zhengli waved his hand repeatedly, not daring to say anything more. Instead, he changed the topic and continued, "Fellow Daoist Yang, I was just casually blabbering. The main reason is that I want to ask you something. Have you seen a demonic devil before?"
"A demonic devil?"
Yang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Without further ado, he walked down the stairs and pretended to be puzzled. After thinking for a while, he said, "I haven't seen a demonic devil on my way here. I don't know..."
"Oh, it's like this..."
Zhang Zhengli secretly dispersed the spiritual pressure on his body and told Yang Xuan about his trip. Fatty Yuh, on the other hand, stood at the side and looked at Yang Xuan curiously.
After a while, when Zhang Zhengli finished speaking, Yang Xuan's face revealed a look of understanding.
"So that's how it is. It's a pity that I didn't find anything suspicious on my way here. Otherwise, I would have helped you two Fellow Daoist capture that demonic devil."
"Fellow Daoist Yang, I'm afraid that demonic devil is at the Fusion Stage. If you meet it, just inform me in time."
Yang Xuan nodded his head. His face was full of resentment, but he was secretly calculating in his heart.
His ultimate goal was to go to the Myriad Spirit Sect. Finding Emperor Chiang would only bring him some information. He would also need to spend some time looking for the disciples of the Myriad Spirit Sect. Only after that would he be able to find a way to enter the Myriad Spirit Sect.
The two people in front of him were the disciples of the Myriad Spirit Sect. If he could convince them, it would save him a lot of trouble.
The Black Panther's ability to conceal itself was still very strong. Even the Heavenly Lightning couldn't detect it. Thinking about it, it shouldn't be a big problem for him to hide it from the people of the Myriad Spirit Sect.
"Forget it, I'm not going with anyone."
Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and looked at the tall and thin man in front of him, whose cultivation base couldn't be sensed. His expression turned serious as he said in a deep voice, "Zhao Fellow Daoist, I know that my cultivation base is insufficient, but I've encountered this matter as soon as I left the sect. How can I just stand idly by and watch?"
"I wonder if it's convenient for the Fellow Daoist to travel with you. When the time comes, I might be able to lend you a hand."
When Zhang Zhengli saw Yang Xuan's serious expression, his eyes immediately lit up. Spiritual pressure rose from his body as he said with great emotion, "Fellow Daoist Yang is willing to participate in the exorcism. He is indeed a role model for us. I admire him greatly. It is my honor to be able to work with you!"
Yang Xuan was stunned, and he took off the hand that was placed on the storage bag.
He did not expect Zhang Zhengli's reaction to be so intense. He had originally planned to exchange a spiritual herb for this opportunity, but now it seemed like he had saved it.
Not to mention him, even the Black Panther was somewhat speechless. It had already prepared a set of excuses for Yang Xuan so that he could follow these two people properly, but now it was all in vain.
Fatty Yuh, who was standing at the side, didn't look surprised. After seeing that Zhang Zhengli had agreed to Yang Xuan's request, he immediately walked up and said mysteriously, "Fellow Daoist Yang, don't you hidden sect rarely come into being? Why did you..."
"Junior brother, don't ask about other people's secrets. Fellow Daoist Yang is a member of the hidden sect, so these things are naturally kept a secret."
Zhang Zhengli glared at Fatty Yuh with some dissatisfaction.
The fat man's face immediately collapsed, and he smiled awkwardly at Yang Xuan.
"It's fine."
Yang Xuan smiled faintly and waved his hand. "In fact, I left the sect to gain some experience. That's why I wanted to join you guys in killing the evil demons."
...
The Black Panther continued to teach Yang Xuan the Great Conducting Technique, and they had a good chat.
To be more precise, they were having a great time talking to Fatty Yuh.
Zhang Zhengli kept a straight face from beginning to end, and from time to time, he would glare at his junior brother. Apart from that, his gaze had been fixed on the orange mirror in his hand.
The night sky was getting darker and darker, and the moonlight was getting brighter and brighter. Occasionally, there were some dark clouds passing by, but they could not hide the light.
The three of them left the official road and headed north under Zhang Zhengli's lead. They were not fast, but they were still faster than horses.
The sound of withered grass being crushed and the rustling of branches and leaves could be heard from time to time. On the ground, the three black shadows were pulled by the moonlight, and they quickly flew past the grass and trees. Finally, they stopped in front of a meandering stream.
The light in the bronze mirror in Zhang Zhengli's hand was constantly flickering.
He raised his head and looked in front of him. That was a mountain range that extended for an unknown number of miles. It was a frightening sight.
Fatty Yuh's body paused for a moment. He steadily stopped beside Zhang Zhengli, causing a gentle breeze to blow in all directions.
He raised his head and looked at the mountain range in front of him. He immediately frowned and said, "Eldest senior brother, I'll go up and take a look."
After saying that, he soared into the sky, and in just a few breaths' time, he disappeared into the night.
Yang Xuan was the slowest. At this moment, he had finally arrived beside Zhang Zhengli.
Although his recovery ability and the storage of Spiritual Force were not bad, his cultivation base was still much weaker than these two people. Adding the upper body technique was not enough. If these two people deliberately slowed down their speed, he would not be able to catch up to them at all.
He let out a long sigh of relief. After calming the restless Spiritual Force in his body, he asked in puzzlement, "Zhang Fellow Daoist, why did you stop?"
Zhang Zhengli said without turning his head, "There are mountains ahead. If that evil demon escapes into them, it will be extremely troublesome to search for him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Yuh suddenly appeared above his head. He quickly landed on the ground and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Panting, he said, "Big... Big Senior Brother, this mountain range is very wide. I can't see the end of it."
The bright moonlight provided a good view, allowing him to see things that were extremely far away.
Zhang Zhengli frowned. He silently chanted a spell. His two fingers stood side by side, sparkling with light.
After a moment, he suddenly pointed at the bronze mirror. Two rays of light flew out from his fingertips and circled around each other, disappearing into the bronze mirror in the blink of an eye.