Aiming for the Immortal Path

In addition, no matter what other thoughts the people present had, Su Twelve did not want to get involved.

I have no intention of fighting with a few people.

If conditions permit, he doesn't mind letting a few people get a few more treasures to avoid trouble.

But this cannot be said openly.

How to grasp the balance needs to be carefully considered based on the actual situation.

"So, do you really not have the Tiangang Green Wood Sword of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect in your hands?"

As soon as Su Twelve finished speaking, Ling Changkong's voice sounded immediately next to him.

"Xuanyuan Sword Sect is also well-known in the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation. It will not be a good thing if someone from Xuanyuan Sword Sect targets you!"

After finishing his words, feeling the gazes of several people present, Ling Changkong continued to speak and explained quickly.

"Indeed, no one has ever heard of the Tiangang Green Wood Sword of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect before today."

"This matter is entirely caused by Mrs. Hong and her two people, who are deliberately stirring up trouble to target Shanren, and want to use the help of Xuanyuan Sword Sect to target Shanren!"

Su Twelve shook his head decisively, his expression unchanged as he spoke.

He had already been thinking about how to deal with Ling Yueshang.

But it is impossible to disclose these to anyone.

"I think so. That Madam Hong is an evil cultivator who kills without blinking an eye and has no bottom line. Behind her, Biyunxuan is even more notorious in the Holy Land of Cultivation."

"If it weren't for the protection of the Blood Sea Tower, Biyunxuan would have been eradicated by all forces long ago."

"Their words really have no credibility at all!"

Nangong Ruoshui smiled like a flower and continued to speak.

Ling Changkong wanted to continue speaking out and say something else, but upon hearing this, he immediately swallowed back what he was about to say.

He changed his words and said: "This is the best. As long as the Tianshan Taoists don't have the Tiangang Green Wood Sword of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect in their hands, I believe that even if someone from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect comes, they won't shout for beatings and kills!"

"Without this potential risk, I can safely cooperate with you fellow Taoists."

"There is no way! Fellow Daoist Jun and Fellow Daoist Nangong have Tiangang Sect and Liuding Academy as their support respectively. I am only a casual cultivator, so I have to be more cautious."

The voice sounded, Ling Changkong said.

But I was still thinking secretly in my heart:

It is true that Mrs. Hong is an evil cultivator, but even if she wants to borrow the power of Xuanyuan Sword Sect to target this Tianshan Taoist, she should be quite confident!

If it were just a vague piece of news, wouldn't it be obvious once the Xuanyuan Sword Sect had a conversation with this Tianshan Taoist?

Does Mrs. Hong have other plans, or has this Tianshan Taoist never told the truth?

Just now, against Madam Hong and the two, the Tianshan Taoist activated the sword technique in his hand, but his own flying sword never appeared. He clearly intended to hide it...

Forget it, continue to wait and see, when it comes time to take action, he will always reveal his own flying sword.

If nothing else works, cooperate with them first and enter the ruins of the ancient gods. At that time, just try to continue testing the Tianshan Taoist.

Thoughts were turning secretly, but the expression on Ling Changkong's face showed no clue.

"Fellow Daoist Ling is joking, it's not easy for monks like us to practice, so we should be careful!"

"Since Fellow Daoist Ling has no other problems, let's hurry up and try to enter the ancient god's ruins as soon as possible."

Su Twelve said with a smile.

From the beginning, he knew that Ling Changkong's purpose was not simple.

Along the way, although they didn't spend much time together, the other party repeatedly emphasized his identity as a casual cultivator, which made him feel even more strange.

In terms of understanding of casual cultivators, among the few people present, probably no one knew it better than him.

There was nothing wrong with Ling Changkong's cultivation level or even his performance.

But the only thing that the other party didn't have was the temperament of a casual cultivator.

Casual cultivators practice alone without relying on any sect forces. They do not have a stable supply of cultivation resources and have difficult cultivation conditions. They have to rely on their own strength and judgment for everything.

It can be said that most of the time is spent in loneliness.

As for the improvement of cultivation level, it is either too slow, or by chance, it can be improved rapidly.

All kinds of circumstances make casual cultivators have richer experience at the bottom and are more independent than other monks.

Either they act extra vigilantly and cautiously, being very low-key, or they are extremely adaptable.

But what remains unchanged is the long-term lack of cultivation resources and the desire for cultivation resources.

He always maintains a beast-like desire for various opportunities that can improve his cultivation.

Once you have an opportunity, you must try your best to get it!

In a place like the ruins of the Ancient God in front of us, the first batch of monks to come over, the largest number were casual cultivators.

It’s not that everyone is unaware of the danger, nor is it that they’re not afraid of death.

However, once all the forces come to an end, it will be more difficult to seize the cultivation resources from all the forces.

Ling Changkong was indeed cautious enough, but he lacked the desire for cultivation resources and opportunities.

This is a temperament that is deeply rooted in the bones of a monk and is extremely difficult to imitate.

Just like children from poor families and children from rich families.

Past experiences have destined some traits to be engraved in our bones.

Thoughts flashed through Su Twelve's thoughts.

At this moment, I vaguely thought of something.

Ling Changkong rejected the cooperation of many monks, but only reached cooperation with a few of himself.

It can be seen that the other party's real purpose is most likely related to the few people present.

And the greatest probability is related to yourself.

Thinking of this, it is not difficult to guess the identity and purpose of the other party.

However, he had a conclusion in his heart, but he saw through it without saying anything, and his face didn't show anything strange.

After saying this, his eyes passed over a few people and fell on Ren Lingrong who was standing beside him.

Before Su Twelve could speak, Ren Lingrong understood what Su Twelve meant.

He held the Taiji Round Jade, the ancestral magic weapon of the Ren family, in his hand.

He immediately raised his true essence and urged the magic weapon in his hand.

The next moment, the soul power as thin as a hair emerged from the magic weapon again, floating and pointing to the front.

Su Twelve flicked his whisk, and the whisk was placed on his other arm.

The flying boat under him continued to move under his urging, and rushed away in the direction pointed by the soul power.

It took no time.

The flying boat broke through the air and brought Su Twelve and his group of five to a location a hundred miles away from the forbidden formation.

Looking around, there were not many other cultivators around, and there were more than 30 figures, looking at the formation in front of them from afar.

The more than 30 figures were mostly cultivators in the Out-of-Body Stage, and less than 30% were cultivators in the Spiritual Stage.

There were not many people, but they were divided into no less than ten groups.

The group with the most monks had seven people.

The seven people wore Confucian robes, which were slightly similar to Nangong Ruoshui's.

The seven people stood in different directions, and their auras echoed each other, forming a Big Dipper formation.

They did not directly attack to break the formation, but formed a formation to explore it, using the method of running the Seven Stars and Eight Diagrams to try to find the flaws in the formation in front.

The moment he saw these seven figures, Nangong Ruoshui's aura stagnated on the deck of the flying boat, and his expression was obviously a little unnatural.