Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 60: A Shock
"Brother, is what the waiter said true?"
The cultivator sitting next to him who was unwilling to spend spirit stones to buy the jade slip came over and asked curiously.
The middle-aged cultivator had a serious expression on his face. He handed the jade slip to the fat cultivator and said, "What the seller said is not true."
Just when the others looked as if they had expected this, he added, "Things are even more terrible than he said."
"What? The Guiyuan Sect's six-time Nirvana genius Mo Heng has fallen?"
"The five-time Nirvana master of the Illusion Sword Sect fell?"
"The fifth Nirvana-level prodigy of the Divine Fist Sect, He Tianchi, has fallen?"
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The sound of whispers was instantly ignited by such heavy news, and many practitioners intentionally or unintentionally exclaimed in voices louder than usual.
When everyone first heard that a genius who had achieved five nirvanas had died, they were very shocked. However, as they saw news of the deaths of geniuses one after another, they gradually became numb, because mixed in the news of the deaths of geniuses included not only geniuses who had achieved five nirvanas, but also cultivators with higher levels of cultivation.
It’s as if one is not qualified to die unless one has reached the fifth level of Nirvana.
"How is this possible?"
"Could it be that the Tianji Sect is playing a joke on the world?"
The cultivators who did not purchase the jade slips were extremely regretful at this moment. After hearing such shocking news, they had no way of knowing the details. They all felt unbelievable and itchy.
What a joke!
The remains of the Ancient Immortal Sect appeared in the forbidden forest, and many Nirvana cultivators entered to look for opportunities, including top talents such as Long Xiao, Pang Bai and Zhui Ming. But a large number of them died?
On the contrary, there were not many casualties among the cultivators who had lower cultivation base and did not enter the ruins.
"Kong Ling, the genius who had achieved Nirvana seven times, was killed?" At this time, a rough-looking man who was closing his eyes and putting his spiritual consciousness into the jade slip suddenly stood up and cried out in surprise.
"Who can kill him?"
The entire dining hall seemed to have turned into a large table in an instant. All the people were like guests eating at the same table, asking and answering each other from a distance, making a lot of noise.
Amid the hustle and bustle, Wang Chen was looking at the noisy cafeteria with a frown.
At this moment, he was wearing thick leopard skin, with a thick and shiny leopard tail tied around his waist. He also made a wind and snow hat with the leather of the leopard's head and tied it behind his neck. Even his shoes were made of animal skin. He walked on the ground as silently as a cat. People couldn't help but wonder, if this man pulled up the hat and put it on his head, others would think he was a leopard spirit.
The viewing experience is very strange.
"Brother Xiaoer! Find a table. Bring us all the delicious food. We have plenty of money!"
Wang Chen knew that Xiaoyao was still angry about not being able to eat the ancient elixir, so he shouted.
Sure enough, Xiaoyao was smiling from ear to ear.
However, this shout seemed very inappropriate in the eyes of a group of cultivators who were discussing the matter.
The scene became quiet for a moment.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Chen with strange looks .
At that moment, a waiter ran over. He was a mortal warrior. He respectfully led Wang Chen to an empty table.
Everyone then continued to talk, scattered at first, but later on, the discussion became continuous.
"Humph, a casual cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Condensation actually dares to shout and yell in the territory of my Qiankun Sword Sect."
Sitting at a large table in an excellent position in Tingtao Tower, a young cultivator had an indignant look on his face.
He was wearing a clean and tidy Taoist robe with a small green sword embroidered on the cuff. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that this was the attire of the Qiankun Sword Sect. In this area, it was a very powerful figure.
"Haha. This person is dressed like a leopard, so funny." On his left hand, a female cultivator with long hair and wearing the same Taoist robe covered her mouth and chuckled. While laughing, she glanced at Wang Chen a few more times.
The young cultivator saw his female companion looking at Wang Chen and said angrily, "Humph, she is dressed like a hunter in the market, trying to attract attention."
"Shut up." A middle-aged cultivator sitting on the bench opposite the two men shouted in a low voice, looking very anxious.
The boy and girl were shocked and didn't understand why their master suddenly got angry.
The middle-aged cultivator quietly looked at the leopard-print weirdo who was eating heartily in front of a large table. Seeing that Wang Chen didn't pay any attention to this side, he whispered:
"Do you know what the leopard skin on his body is?"
"That is not an ordinary leopard skin at all. It is the leather of the Cloud Pattern Blade Leopard in the Forbidden Forest. This kind of monster is born with perfect Qi Condensation. After adulthood, it will be at least in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment."
"What? That's the skin of a monster in the middle stage of foundation building ? Doesn't it mean it's stronger than you, Master? He looks very young." The young cultivator from Qiankun Sword Sect was shocked.
"Fortunately, he recognized your identity and didn't bother with you. After you go back, you must face the wall for three days and remember the truth that trouble comes from the mouth." The middle-aged cultivator subconsciously thought that the other party was concerned about the Taoist robe of Qiankun Sword Sect and the background of Qiankun Sword Sect, so he didn't bother with it.
"Yes." The young man lowered his head.
"There are many powerful young people in the cultivation world. When you become a core disciple in the future, you will know how big the cultivation world is. It is beyond your imagination. Eat!" the middle-aged cultivator scolded sternly.
After saying that, he raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Chen secretly. He felt that he looked familiar. He frowned and thought about it. Suddenly, he stood up with a look of surprise and walked towards Wang Chen.
At this moment, Xiaoyao was eating heartily while listening to the conversations of people around him.
"This Kong Ling sounds very powerful."
"But they died, Wang Chen. Look, others are so many times stronger than you, but they also died if they were not careful. You are so arrogant every day and don't listen to me. You may suffer someday."
"Don't think I'm nagging. This is for your own good." Xiaoyao ate while preaching earnestly. His words were intermittent, and only Wang Chen could understand Xiaoyao's meaning exactly.
"Kong Ling? An acquaintance." Wang Chen said.
"You're bragging! How could you be familiar with such a master?" Xiaoyao didn't believe it.
"Well, he was killed by me. And you are right. If I were him, I would shrink and never expand when I met me." Wang Chen said.
Xiaoyao took a mouthful of meat but didn't swallow it and spat it out.
"What? You killed him?"
"Well, everyone thinks he is very strong, and he happens to think he is very strong too, but I think this may be an illusion." Wang Chen thought of Kong Ling's speed and shook his head silently.
"...You are so pretentious." Xiaoyao was helpless.
"Hey, here comes an uncle. He has an immortal look and the bearing of a master. He might want to beat you, so you'd better be careful." Xiao Yao bit a huge beast leg while looking up at the old man from Qiankun Sword Sect approaching.
The presence of a famous disciple from the Qiankun Sword Sect would always be the focus of everyone's attention, and the drinkers had already noticed the situation.
"Isn't that Elder Pu from Qiankun Sword Sect? Is he going to deal with the upstart who just shouted so loudly?"
"He was afraid that others would not know that he was wearing animal skins. His clothes were so vulgar and disgusting."
"As expected of the Qiankun Sword Sect, their sense of justice is strong."
Everyone had the same idea as Xiaoyao and discussed it.
"What a nouveau riche, what a vulgar person, what a lack of taste." Xiaoyao was very dissatisfied when she heard these harsh words.
Wang Chen's styling was requested and arranged by her. Originally, a leopard-print bow was designed on the neckline, but Wang Chen refused to comply, so Xiaoyao gave up.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
"Is there something?" Wang Chen looked up at the middle-aged man walking over and asked.
"Pu Henghua greets Senior Brother Jiang." Elder Pu bowed respectfully.
The group of people waiting for Elder Pu to uphold justice were stunned, and the scene became even quieter than before.
Clang.
Someone couldn't sit still and fell down along with his chair.
Even Xiaoyao was stunned.
The contrast is too great.
