The Most Powerful Young Man

The North Peak is too big.

Although there is no school that can resound through the entire Lingwu world, there are probably seven or eight schools of all sizes.

The speed at which Xiao Yao and Xiao Longxiang hurried along was not an ordinary person. Even so, it seemed that they hadn't even reached one-fifth of them.

It can be seen how big this North Peak is, and it can accommodate seven or eight sects, there is no problem.

As for whether these sects will make an appointment when they are okay, Xiao Yao and Xiao Longxiang are not very concerned. Anyway, after today, there is no sect in this huge Beifeng.

Xiao Yao was curious as to why Xiao Longxiang was so confident and took away Beifeng’s luck, but he did not ask. Seeing such a confident expression on Xiao Longxiang’s face, he felt that he didn’t need anything at all. Worrying, Xiao Yao wouldn’t have such thoughts when he was a person, even if it was Hong Feisheng or Xu Suguan, but it was Xiao Longxiang, he could be so relieved and stable. In the final analysis, it’s because this is his own father. Probably everyone who is a son will have enough confidence in his father and some sense of security inexplicably.

These sects will not really stand on the side of the Zhao Kingdom against the Qingqiu Dynasty, nor will they stand on the side of the Qingqiu Dynasty against the Zhao Kingdom and the Great Qin Dynasty. These immortal cultivators do not have a sieve, and they have not completely determined the situation. In the past, the team would never be easy. It is precisely because they are between the Zhao Kingdom and the Qingqiu Dynasty, so their position will always be erratic. Today, they may help the Qingqiu Dynasty to pit the Zhao Kingdom, and it may also help tomorrow. A poem from Zhao Guohei and Qingqiu Dynasty.

They have also become the targets for the two countries to fight for. Although Xiao Longxiang is unwilling to do this, sometimes, it is not what he wants to do.

However, in Xiao Longxiang's heart, he really hated these two-faced guys.

"Shoot them out, this Beifeng's luck is ours." Xiao Longxiang said to Xiao Yao in this way.

In fact, at the beginning, Xiao Longxiang's idea was also very simple. He swept away these schools in one go. Even if Zhao Wei'e really came, he could not stop him.

However, this idea was rejected by Xiao Yao.

"If you are sure, in those sects, they are really double-faced people, I will accompany you to kill them, but you can count?" Xiao Yao asked.

Xiao Longxiang thought for a while and shook his head.

There are good people and bad people everywhere, and there are people who you like and people who you hate.

The same is true in these schools of Beifeng.

In each sect, there will definitely be people with single-mindedness, and there are also many hard-working children who came from other places. They want to become a strong man through the path of cultivating immortals. They do not want to be famous in the world. At least it is a good thing to be able to protect the people you care about, and to shine on the lintel.

"Women’s benevolence." Although Xiao Longxiang reprimanded Xiao Yao like this, in his heart, he thought that Xiao Yao was right, so the plan went from eradicating all the sects from the beginning to expelling them all. .

Xiao Yao is still very happy.

Even if Xiao Longxiang is not forgiving, he still thinks in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, Xiao Yao didn't know if he was really a womanly benevolent, but he thought it would be more comfortable and relaxed to do so, so he did it.

After Xiao Longxiang complained about Xiao Yao, he probably also felt that what he said was a bit too much, and added to Xiao Yao: "If there is no such kind of benevolence of a woman, it probably doesn't deserve to be called a human."

Xiao Yao laughed.

With such an evaluation, Xiao Yao finally felt more at ease.

He is a little bit elusive about his character.

But later, he also wanted to understand that there are some problems that don’t need to be delved into. Human nature, character, such vocabulary are too heavy. If you have to think about explaining clearly, I’m afraid no matter who it is. If you can’t do it, even Xu Suguan may not have such great ability. It’s good to follow your heart. Sometimes, doing something like this, you may not have to go deep into his wrong and right, as long as you feel at ease, you can let yourself have a kind of Satisfaction, do it, do it.

Just feel comfortable.

After a while, in the farm where they rested, there were three more young men in long robes, two of them with sabers, and the handsome man in the middle, holding a paper fan in his hand, his figure was a little thin, and his height was visually measured. It's about 1.8 meters.

"This guy is not a good person at first sight." Xiao Yao whispered to Xiao Longxiang.

Xiao Longxiang was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Xiao Yao, with a slightly curious expression in his eyes: "Why, your kid still looks at you?"

"That's not the case. I just think that a man who looks better than me must not be a good person!" Xiao Yao said sternly.

"..." Xiao Longxiang gave Xiao Yao a thumbs up.

Facing such logic, he admired it very much.

It's even more shameless than those two-faced people!

Those three guys were also immortal cultivators, but Xiao Yao felt speechless at the low level of cultivation.

The one in the middle is better with a fan. In other words, there is a heavy cultivation base, but the remaining two are all immortal cultivators in the condensing stage. Just like this, in the world of Lingwu, there is even a cultivator. They are not counted, but if they want to walk sideways on the earth, there is no problem, and they are limited to the earth.

"Yo! Three adults are here!" The old man who was still chatting with Xiao Yao suddenly stood up and greeted the three people.

The man in the middle, still shaking the fan in his hand, nodded and said, "Are you ready for the medicine I need?"

"Ready, ready." The old man turned his face and glanced at his nerd son.

The young man didn't have any ink stains. He entered the room and took out a big box.

"The medicine you need is here," the young man said.

"Yeah." The guy holding the fan took a step forward, stretched out his hand, took a brief look after opening it, and frowned.

He dragged the young man to the front and asked, "That's it? Are you fooling me?"

The old man hurried up and explained anxiously: "My lord, you have misunderstood. This season, the herbs you need are already scarce. If we can find these, it is already very good..."

"Huh, what does this have to do with me?" A master with a fan suddenly slapped the old man to the ground.

"What are you doing!" The old man's son was furious, watching his father being beaten. It is impossible for anyone to suppress his inner anger, but his strenuous blow caused his head to be tilted and relaxed. , And then another punch hit his face. This punch, with unclear strength, directly smashed the young man out, nosebleeds.

"My lord, my lord! We will continue to look for herbs, please let my son go..." The old man was anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward, hugging the leg of the master, begging.

"Next time is next time, what do you say this time?" The heavy master kicked the old man away and walked towards the scholar again.

"It's time to do it." Xiao Longxiang glanced at Xiao Yao and said.

Xiao Yao said in a bad mood: "Why didn't you do it?"

"Isn't I still injured?" Xiao Longxiang explained.

Xiao Yao didn't believe what Xiao Longxiang said. If Xiao Longxiang was really injured because of his body, he would not dare to do it, and he would not bring Xiao Yao to the North Peak. In the final analysis, he would be lazy!

Probably because these people are not worthy of Xiao Longxiang's action.

After saying a few words and vomiting, Xiao Yao couldn't do nothing. Anyway, these three cultivators were originally what he needed to clean up. At the moment, he didn't hesitate at all. He stood in front of the first-level master. Before the other party could say something provocative, Xiao Yao already slapped the first-level master out.

Then he turned around and lifted the scholar from the ground.

"Look, reading is not much use, right?" Xiao Yao said with a smile.

Young popularity is broken, but he hasn't lost his reason. Knowing that Xiao Yao's skill is not simple, and because people are still helping him, if he still angers them and they leave, he can only continue. Beaten up.

After getting up, the young man ran over and helped his father from the ground.

"Father, are you okay?" the young man asked anxiously.

"It's okay, I'm okay, my body is hard, but you..." In fact, the young man’s injuries are more serious than the old man. After all, there are blood stains on his face. In fact, the old man also suffered some internal injuries. When the masters deal with them, they are not at all polite.

In fact, the young man is also a little depressed. Xiao Yao is so powerful, why didn't he make a move before? I have to wait until I get beaten up. How can there be such a reason?

However, he didn't have time to ask. The remaining two immortal cultivators in the Pill Condensation Stage saw that their companions were beaten, how could they be able to calm down at the moment, they had already rushed towards Xiao Yao, and their strength was in Xiao Yao. He looked like a bunny in front of him. After smashing a punch, he walked up to the young man.

"I didn't do anything before, just hope you understand a truth. If you really want to be strong, reading a book every day is useless. If someone beats your father, can you let the saint in the book come out and help you? It’s a great principle. When we are sitting, your father is doing the drying of herbs. How about you? You just know that you’re reading your book with your head buried. What happened? Your physical fitness is not as good as your father, a big man. , Excuse me?" Xiao Yao asked.

Beads in every word.

Every word Xiao Yao said was like a sharp sword, directly piercing his fragile heart.

He had never thought about this problem before, but he just felt that as long as he was kind to others, he would not encounter any big troubles, but the three immortal cultivators he met today taught him a lesson. This is not a person who can be kind to others. It’s a world where the weak deserve to be bullied by the strong.

(Today's second update!)