The old man was as thin as a stick, with a sharp mouth and fangs, and his face was pale.
He was wearing a black cloak, and the hem of his cloak was dragging along the ground. He gave off a ghastly aura. He did not look like a living person, but more like a legendary zombie.
"Wei Bat King, long time no see.”
Yang Xiao laughed heartily and invited Wei Bat King to sit down.
However, he was muttering in his heart. Just now, his trusted aide reported that he was at the foot of the mountain. It had only been a short while, but he had actually climbed to Light Summit. It could be seen that he had not been idle these years. His lightness skill had improved to a higher level.
"Left Emissary Yang, among the higher-ups of the sacred cult in the past, Old Bat had the best relationship with you, so I won't hide it from you.”
Wei Yixiao sat beside Yang Xiao.
The higher-ups of Ming Cult naturally referred to the two Xiaoyao Immortals and the four Shakyamuni.
It should be known that Wei Yixiao had to feed on human blood to keep out the cold because of his cultivation deviation. It was precisely because of this that the other higher-ups scoffed at him and most of them were unwilling to be associated with him.
"These are all my trusted aides. If the Bat King has something to say, just say it.”
Yang Xiao stared at Wei Yixiao.
Wei Yixiao had come up the mountain in the middle of the night. Of course, he was not here to admire the scenery. He must have something important to say.
"Then I'll be straightforward. Have you heard about the return of the Sacred Flame Insignia?”
What the hell!
Yang Xiao's pupils constricted.
This news was like a bolt from the blue.
The Sacred Flame Insignia was a divine weapon of the Ming Cult and also a keepsake of the cult master.
According to the teachings of the previous sect master, those who obtained the Sacred Fire Order were regarded as the master of the Ming Cult.
"Where did it appear?"
Yang Xiao's eyes were filled with concern. He was determined to get it.
He was only the acting sect master now. His name was not legitimate, and his chair was not stable. However, if he could obtain the Sacred Fire Token, who would dare to submit to him?
"Someone saw the Sacred Flame Insignia in Qingzhou City. I heard that it's in the hands of the Persians.”
Persians!
Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes.
The Ming Cult of the Central Plains originated from the Ming Cult of Persia, so it was understandable that the Sacred Flame Insignia was in the hands of the Persians.
It seemed that he had to negotiate with the Persian Church. If it really didn't work, he would use force. Anyway, he had to think of a way to get the Holy Fire Token back.
"However, the Persian was killed by a mysterious expert, and the Sacred Fire Insignia is missing.”The Green-Winged Bat King continued.
A mysterious expert?
Yang Xiao frowned.
It wasn't easy to get a clue about the Sacred Flame Insignia, but the mysterious expert had actually gotten it first.
"Who is this mysterious expert? Do you have any leads on the Bat King?"
Yang Xiao had already made up his mind. No matter what, he had to find the Sacred Flame Insignia and secure his position as the sect master.
"I heard that it was a young man dressed in white. He was very handsome and had extremely high swordsmanship. His weapon was an ice sword.”
The white-robed youth!
Yang Xiao suddenly thought of something.
The one who destroyed and seized Yitian was also a white-robed youth. Could it be the same person? Could there be such a coincidence in this world?
"Left Emissary Yang, it's not easy for you to support Ming Cult alone. We're brothers, and Old Bat has said what he should say. I hope it's useful to you.”
The Green-Winged Bat King cupped his fists and turned to leave.
After all, he was Wang Yi, the protector of the sect, so he had to tell Yang Xiao about the Sacred Flame Insignia. As a friend, he had fulfilled his duty.
"Please wait!"
Yang Xiao stood up and left his seat. He came before the Green-Winged Bat King and said,"
"Bat King, the matter of the Sacred Flame Insignia is no small matter. This concerns the rise and fall of the Ming Cult, so please forgive Yang Xiao for being bold and ask for your help again.”
"What favor?"
Only Yang Xiao had a close personal relationship with the bat king. If it was anyone else, he would have given up long ago.
"The Bat King's lightness skill is unparalleled in the world. In terms of speed, no one is faster than you. Please make another trip to Qingzhou City and investigate properly. In addition, I will activate the local hidden equipment and be under your command.”
Yang Xiao was determined to obtain the Sacred Flame Insignia.
The Sacred Flame Insignia was such a big matter. He could not just listen to the rumors of the martial world. He had to personally investigate it.
"Alright, Old Bat will help you again, but remember, you owe me a favor.”
Whoosh!
As soon as the last word " love " was uttered, the Green-Winged Bat King had already flown out of the hall. It turned into a black shadow and disappeared behind the cold moon. Its speed was shockingly fast.
"Thank you."
Yang Xiao looked at Bing Yue and cupped his fists.
The Green-Winged Bat King's speed was unparalleled in the world, and it was also Yang Xiao's most trusted brother. It was best for him to investigate.
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Qingzhou, Gulou.
"What dense internal strength!"
Song Yuanqiao stood inside the drum tower. His deep eyes stared at the bronze bell with a face full of disbelief.
The bronze bell had been struck by something and three holes were left on the surface of the carved patterns. The cracks spread along the holes and spread across the entire bell, like a dense spider web.
He found out from his investigation.
The thing that broke the bell was none other than a human head.
To be precise, they were the heads of three Persians.
"Which old devil is it that actually taught such a terrifying and savage youth?”Song Yuanqiao sighed.
Dozens of days ago, he was ordered by Zhang Sanfeng to go down the mountain to find Heavenly Sword.
He first came to Taoyuan Town to personally investigate the scene of the fight.
Following the clues, he followed them all the way to Qingzhou City and arrived at this drum tower.
" It's only been half a year, and he's actually improved to such a level. If it's another three to five years, I'm afraid the world…"
Song Yuanqiao didn't dare to continue thinking about it.
Judging from the traces of the fight, the young man's strength should be at the early stage of the Connate Realm during the battle in Taoyuan Town.
However…
Half a year later, the battle of Qingzhou.
The strength displayed by that youth had actually soared to the late stage of the Xiantian Realm!
This kind of improvement speed was truly too terrifying!
One had to know that Song Yuanqiao was a disciple of the martial arts legend, Zhang Sanfeng. He had the best guidance and the most ruthless martial arts. Even after cultivating bitterly for fifty years, he was only at the late-stage Connate Realm.
On the other hand, the mysterious youth.
In just half a year, it was comparable to his 50 years!
"Father, is that kid really that strong? I want to meet him."
Song Qingshu gripped the hilt of his sword, his face filled with defiance.
He had learned the sword at the age of ten, and he had mastered the 18th sword. He had defeated his fellow disciples, and no one could surpass him. He had won the good name of 'Jade Face Meng Chang'.
He was the pride of the WuTang Sect, the most dazzling new star of the current era!
Even Zhang Sanfeng had tacitly agreed that he was the future successor.
But now.
A kid who came out of nowhere.
All the way from Taoyuan Town to Qingzhou, legends of this kid were everywhere.
He had become a hot topic of discussion among the people of the martial world, and no one had noticed him, Song Qingshu!
Song Yuanqiao instructed earnestly,
"Qing Shu, there is always a mountain beyond the mountain and a sky beyond the sky. Your future path is still very long, you don't have to fight for this day and night, do you understand?”
As the saying goes, no one knows his son better than his father.
They were both young men of the current generation. Others were already famous in the martial world, but their son was still unknown. Anyone would feel uncomfortable.
"I know, Father."
Song Qingshu said perfunctorily.
Although he said that he understood, the hand that was holding the sword hilt tightened, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became even stronger.
"Father has just received a letter from a pigeon. The letter says that Star Constellation Old Monster has come to the Central Plains. He seems to be looking for some treasure. In short, everyone is in a panic.”
Song Yuanqiao walked down the drum tower, untied the reins, and rode on the horse.
"Star Constellation Eccentric? Why are you afraid of him?"
Song Qingshu snorted coldly and mounted his horse.
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