Luo Shiming saw Shi Bukong suddenly falling down, and asked with concern: "Young Taoist Shi, why did you fall? Could it be that you were injured somewhere? Let me show you!"
How did he know that Shi Bukong was not injured? Instead, he was so frightened that he fell from the magic weapon.
Although the Evil Emperor Huang Shuo was a figure from more than two thousand years ago, and although he was said to be dead, when Shi Bukong heard that Nie Xuan was the son of this legendary figure, he was still frightened. He couldn't even maintain his balance and fell to the ground.
If Shi Bukong chased Nie Xuan all the way from Guhong Mountain, in addition to giving him a warning, he also had some other ulterior motives, then now, these thoughts have been completely eliminated by him , I will never even have such an idea again in my lifetime.
However, Nie Xuan's identity gave him another hope, but now is not the time to express this hope!
Nie Xuanwei never thought that the name of his adoptive father would have such an amazing deterrent effect after more than two thousand years. In addition to being proud, he was naturally a little amused by Shi Bukong's behavior, with a rare expression on his face. He smiled slightly and said: "Fellow Taoist Shi, please get up quickly! We have to hurry up!"
Seeing Nie Xuan smile for the first time made Shi Bukong and Luo Shiming a little uncomfortable, but Nie Xuan with a smile was no better than Nie Xuan. Nie Xuan, who had a cold face, felt a little closer to others, so after taking a few deep breaths, Shi Bukong got up from the ground and jumped onto his own mirror.
"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm not steady on my feet!" Shi Bukong smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject: "Fellow Daoist Luo, please lead the way. Let's leave quickly. People from Dixuanmen will catch up after a while. Already."
Luo Shiming was obviously quite wary of the Dixuan Sect. He nodded quickly, activated his flying sword, and flew in front of the two of them. The group of three people rose into the air and gradually moved away.
Han Santai and others who were following behind naturally threw out their respective magical weapons, and all of them flew, following behind the three of them.
Along the way, the three of them did not speak. Except for Luo Shiming, who was concentrating on leading the way, the remaining two were thinking about their own things, especially Shi Bukong, who glanced at Nie Xuan from time to time, and then hurriedly moved away. He was afraid of being discovered by Nie Xuan and making him unhappy.
Luo Shiming's cultivation level was really unflattering, and the Feijian was of poor quality and extremely slow. After a while, Shi Bukong sent a message to Nie Xuandao: "Nie, Senior Nie, the person who is following us behind. Quite a few!"
Considering the Evil Emperor's identity, Shi Bukong felt that it was more appropriate to call Nie Xuan his senior.
When Nie Xuan heard his new title, he couldn't help but frown slightly and said: "You should call me fellow Taoist, or call me by my name. The people following us should be people from the Dixuan Sect. Can you sense the specific details?" How many people are there?" He had no discerning eyes and could not feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy behind him at all.
Shi Bukong shook his head and said: "They must be people from the Dixuan Sect. I just vaguely felt the fluctuations of spiritual energy behind me. It shouldn't be weak, so there must be a lot of people. But I can't feel it in detail. After all, I am a cultivator." His strength is not high, and his consciousness is not strong." Even if Shi
Bukong were killed, he would not have thought that the reason why he could sense strong spiritual energy fluctuations was because the spiritual energy fluctuations of hundreds of cultivators were gathered together.
Nie Xuan nodded, stepped forward, grabbed Luo Shiming with one hand, and asked for the specific location of his home. The heroic spirit in his body activated his spiritual energy at the same time, and took him flying.
Although he was carrying one person, Nie Xuan's cultivation had reached the strength stage, and his true strength was only as strong as that of cultivators in the innate Yuanying realm, so he didn't find it difficult to fly at all, and his speed was much faster than when he was escaping before. It was even faster, and even Shi Bukong, who was good at body skills, had to try his best to keep up.
But in this way, those who followed behind found it difficult. The strongest among them was Han Santai, but his spiritual energy had not fully recovered at all, so naturally he could not catch up, so the farther he chased, the wider the distance became. The strange thing is that Han Santai is not in a hurry. He seems to be sure that he will never lose him, with a confident expression on his face.
After flying for nearly half an hour, Shi Bukong could no longer feel any spiritual energy fluctuations behind him. Just when he wanted Nie Xuan to slow down, Nie Xuan suddenly said: "Let's not go to Luo for the time being." Come home, find a place to stay in front! Then you and fellow Daoist Luo go first, and I will arrive soon!"
Shi Bukong was stunned at first, and then understood the intention of Nie Xuan's move. He wanted to wait and see. There is still no one following. If there is, the three of them will lead the people from the Dixuan Sect to the Luo family. In that case, the Luo family will be involved and innocent people will be harmed.
Through this, Shi Bukong was more certain of his previous inference about Nie Xuan, who was cold-faced and warm-hearted!
Although Nie Xuan had good intentions, Shi Bukong had been practicing for a long time and considered the problem more comprehensively than Nie Xuan, so he said: "This is a bit inappropriate. If Han Santai is just one person, then we can still fight with him. , but I'm worried that he called a helper. If he has a similar level of cultivation to him, then you alone are no match at all!"
Nie Xuan glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "Whether I am an opponent or not is my business. !"
Although Luo Shiming has been being pulled by Nie Xuan to fly, he has no energy to speak at all. Now he finally slowed down and gasped: "How can that be done? Since we are friends, of course we must share the blessings and share the hardships. "Come on, Fellow Daoist Shi, let's stay with Fellow Daoist Nie. Besides, Di Xuanmen is a well-known and upright family. Let's apologize to them and say a few nice words, and they won't make it too difficult for us!"
Shi Bukong turned over. I just rolled my eyes. It's really hard for someone like Luo Shiming to survive to this day! Just when he was about to speak, Nie Xuan said before him: "You don't need to say anything, I have already decided that your cultivation is too poor. If you stay, it will not only be useless, but also harmful!"
Although Nie Xuan's words were unpleasant, but What he said was true. Shi Bukong's cultivation level was barely good enough, while Luo Shiming was basically cannon fodder! After the two looked at each other, Shi Bukong nodded and said: "Okay, then we will wait for you at Daoyou Luo's house!"
After speaking, he accelerated his speed, grabbed Luo Shiming and flew forward regardless of whether Luo Shiming wanted to. While struggling, Luo Shiming did not forget to throw out a few medicine bottles to Nie Xuan, shouting: "This is to replenish the spirit." Pills and Vitality Pills..." Before he could finish his words, he was already fading away.
Nie Xuan reached out and grabbed these bottles in his hand. A faint smile appeared on his face again. He knew that he had now made his first real friend!
Putting the medicine bottle into his arms, and at the same time throwing the two ancient magic weapons back to the Ziyun Spirit Cave, Nie Xuan jumped up and fell from a height of a hundred meters. He landed lightly on an ancient pine and put away the Soul Sword. , sitting cross-legged, waiting for the person who is tracking him.
After a while, he saw a figure riding a flying sword, flying over from far to near. Although there was a small distance, Nie Xuan still recognized that the figure was indeed Han Santai!
However, before he could speak, he suddenly found a large group of people cheering behind Han Santai, and these people all looked familiar. After a closer look, they turned out to be the same people who were watching before. I didn't expect that. They also followed. Could it be that they were on the same front as Dixuanmen?