The speed of the white magic boat is very good, about four thousand, which means it can fly four thousand miles in a quarter of an hour. Although it is not as fast as a Nascent Soul master, it is comparable to an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.
After flying for more than two hours at this high speed, they finally arrived at the top of a high mountain with extremely beautiful scenery at noon.
This is a high mountain with undulating terrain and lush greenery everywhere. Thick fog surrounds the mountain, but the top of the mountain is extremely clear, overlooking the picturesque scenery below.
When Xuantian Villa and the others arrived, there were already more than 20 different large magic weapons parked on the top of the mountain. Most of them were in the shape of flying boats, and some were in the shape of pavilions or hills. Those were all large magic weapons from other sects.
There were already quite a few people standing on the top of the mountain. They were scattered in groups, each with their own distinct sects. Xiaopang and others, led by Taoist Fire Dragon, flew down the giant boat and found a quiet place to stay.
This was the first time that Xiao Pang had seen so many monks from so many sects. He couldn't help but start to look carefully. Soon he found that these sects were of various shapes and sizes, covering almost all the major sects in Cangmang Mountain.
Although Xiaopang had never seen them, he could almost guess who they were by looking at their appearance. For example, the guys with bloody clothes were probably from the Blood Shadow Sect. The skinny guys were probably from the Bitter Bamboo Sect. The ones with colorful clothes and insects flying out from time to time were from the good and evil insect cultivation lineage, the Wanchongling people. And the one with evil aura and black fog was definitely from the Thousand Demon Sect.
These evil monks all look strange and their origins can be identified almost at a glance.
As for the decent people, it was not easy to distinguish them, as they all looked like immortals, with swords or magic weapons on their backs. Only the people from Xuanji Pavilion were easier to recognize, because they were all beautiful women.
Although it seemed that everyone randomly chose where to stand, Xiaopang gradually saw something, that is, the people on both sides of the good and evil sides stood on both sides very consciously, and the middle faction separated them. It was obviously to avoid conflict between them.
However, the total number of people from the two factions of good and evil accounted for 80%, and despite the faction in the middle, they all looked at each other coldly and were extremely dissatisfied. It was possible that a chaos would break out at any time.
Just as Xiaopang was observing his surroundings, a group of beauties in white, led by a beautiful middle-aged woman, came to the people in Xuantian Villa.
The beautiful woman had an elegant temperament, almost natural, and her aura was revealed without revealing it. She was obviously a master in the Nascent Soul stage. She came to Taoist Huolong with a smile on her face, bowed slightly and said, "Hello, Brother Huolong! I haven't seen you for several years, and you are still as elegant as ever!"
"I don't deserve it!" Taoist Huolong did not dare to be rude, and quickly returned the greeting: "Junior Sister Hao is still as charming as ever, I am already old!"
"Haha, you're too polite, Senior Brother!" The beautiful woman surnamed Hao said with a smile, "Xuantian Villa just killed the old demon Fengming, and it's in the limelight. Senior Brother must have contributed a lot to it, so how could he be old?"
When Taoist Huolong heard what the other party said, his face suddenly changed. He knew that the other party had come with bad intentions this time. He was probably looking for trouble. So he immediately raised his vigilance and responded: "Fairy Hao, you are too kind to me. The person who killed the old demon Fengming was just a junior, but I didn't do anything at all.
"Oh, is that true?" The beautiful woman surnamed Hao's eyes lit up, and then she asked curiously, "But I don't know which young hero killed the old demon Fengming. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to see him?"
"Haha, of course!" Taoist Huolong smiled slightly, and then said to Xiaopang, "Song Zhong, why don't you come and meet Senior Hao from Xuanhu Pavilion!"
Hearing this, Xiao Pang had no choice but to stand up and bow. He wanted to greet them, but unexpectedly, a burst of laughter came from the other side. At the same time, a naughty girl couldn't help but laugh and said, "Song Zhong, my God, what a weird name!"
"Ha." These words immediately made all the girls in Xuanji Pavilion laugh.
Even the beautiful lady surnamed Hao couldn't help but smirk. The most annoying thing was that the boys from Xuantian Villa also joined in the fun and laughed with them. This made Xiaopang extremely embarrassed and angry, and he couldn't even say a word of greeting.
Taoist Huolong had a prejudice against Xiaopang, so he naturally turned a blind eye to his humiliation. But Hongying would not tolerate Xiaopang being bullied. She immediately stood up and said angrily, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"
Shui Jing, who was originally sitting quietly on the side, couldn't help but frown and said softly: "Xuanjiu Pavilion is indeed extraordinary and has the style of a famous sect."
After hearing what the two people said, the beautiful woman surnamed Hao was shocked. As for Hong Ying, she was just surprised that she defended the little fat man, but she saw through her innocent character at a glance, which made her feel more at ease. Such a cultivator may become a powerful person with boundless magic power in the future, but he is not strong-minded and cannot become the leader of a sect and lead the entire sect to prosperity. But Shui Jing is different. A light ironic compliment hit the point at once, pointing out how indecent it was for the other party to do so. With just one sentence, everyone in Xuanji Pavilion felt hot on their faces and extremely embarrassed.
The beautiful woman surnamed Hao was secretly alert in her heart, "I see, Xuantian Villa is really full of talents! Hongying's talent is amazing, but how come Shuijing is so talented and scheming? I'm afraid this woman will become a world-shaking figure in the future. We have to pay more attention to her! These thoughts flashed through the beautiful woman surnamed Hao's mind, but she didn't show any on the surface. She just smiled and said, "Oh, my disciple Meng Lang, I made you laugh!"
The beautiful woman surnamed Hao resolved the embarrassment with a casual remark. She was indeed a scheming person.
She then looked at Xiao Pang with a smile on her face and said: "The little guy is so young, but he was able to kill the old demon Feng Ming. He must have a bright future!"
"I don't deserve it, it was just a fluke!" Xiaopang said hurriedly.
"Of course you were lucky for a moment, you are just a guy who knows how to take advantage of others!" A young female cultivator in Xuanji Pavilion could not help but make sarcastic remarks despite the presence of her elders.
The beautiful lady surnamed Hao turned a blind eye to her obviously disrespectful behavior and instead watched from the side with a smile. It was obvious that she had secretly instructed her disciples to do this in advance.
Fatso didn't bother to respond to such provocations. He rolled his eyes and ignored them. Seeing this, the other party thought that Fatso looked down on her and was dismissive. She immediately became furious and then she jumped up and said, "Fatty, don't be so proud. If you have the guts, come out and fight me. I'll see if you're just a guy who relies on luck!"
"Not interested!" Xiaopang said lazily.
"What? Are you scared?" the other party immediately challenged.
"How can I not be afraid?" Xiaopang pretended to be wronged and said, "If I lose the fight, it's shameful to lose to a woman. If I win the fight, it's still shameful to bully a woman! I'm not full, why would I embarrass myself for no reason?"
"What Habu Pang said was very humorous, and many of the onlookers were amused by him.
However, the beautiful woman surnamed Hao was shocked and thought to herself, "This fat guy is flexible and scheming. He is actually a tough guy to mess with! I have to be more careful about him in the future."
While everyone was laughing, the young girl was the only one who was very angry with him. She couldn't help but yelled, "Fatty, are you a man? Why are you talking so much nonsense!"
This time, Fatty didn't bother to pay attention to her at all. He just turned his head to look at the beautiful woman surnamed Hao and said lightly: "Senior, the war is imminent. It is better for our two sects not to start a war lightly, so as not to be laughed at!" As he said that, he glanced at the monks of the good and evil sects who were looking at this place. His meaning was very clear. It is really unwise to fight among ourselves now?
However, Xiaopang obviously underestimated Xuanhu Pavilion's hatred for him. The beautiful woman surnamed Hao smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, it's just an ordinary exchange. Brother Huolong, don't you agree?"
"Haha, that's fine!" Taoist Huolong laughed wickedly and said, "It will take some time before we can enter Qian Cui Ping's restricted area. It's not bad to let the kids have some fun!"
Obviously, the Fire Dragon Taoist wanted the fat guy he hated to lose his strength, so he not only ignored it, but also added fuel to the fire, which made the fat guy very angry. But since he was his elder, it was useless for him to get angry.
When the beautiful woman surnamed Hao heard Taoist Huolong's answer, she was immediately delighted and said, "That's exactly what I want! Since Senior Brother Huolong has agreed, let's have a sparring match!"
The young girl was overjoyed when she saw this and said, "Haha, you fat guy, where are you going to escape this time?"
Xiao Pang was so angry that he rolled his eyes. He thought, "Brother, you just stretched out your hand, why should I run away? Since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless! The Binghuo Divine Thunder that I just refined has not been used yet, and today I will use you as a sacrifice!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Pang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was about to go over and fight her. But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came, "Junior sister, step down, let me play this game!"
As soon as the words fell, a peerless beauty who was as beautiful as a fairy but as cold as ice appeared in front of Xiaopang with a chill all over her body, and blocked the girl behind her.
Seeing this, the girl immediately said unwillingly: "Senior Sister, how can you snatch it from me!"
"You are no match for him!" The chilly girl said coldly, "You will suffer a loss!"
"Tsk, I don't believe it!" The girl immediately said unconvinced, but the beautiful woman surnamed Hao spoke at this time, "Ping'er, please step back, let your senior sister take care of it this time. The young man of the Song family is the most popular person in Xuantian Courtyard, so you should let your senior sister handle it!"
Seeing the master say this, the girl named Ping'er became serious and hurriedly stepped back. Obviously, she knew the master's temper very well and would never lie to her. Since the master said that she couldn't beat him, then it must be true, so she was so obedient?
At this time, Xiao Pang was looking at the beautiful girl in front of him who was as cold as an iceberg, and asked softly: "My name is Song Zhong, but I don't know what to call you, Senior Sister?"
"We are both at the thirteenth level, so we should be judged by age, so I should be the junior sister!" As she said this, she bowed slightly to Xiao Pang, and then said in a cold tone: "Little sister, Han Bing'er! Hello, Senior Brother Song!"
"I don't deserve it! Seeing that the other party was so polite, Xiaopang didn't dare to be rude, and hurriedly returned the greeting: "So it's Junior Sister Han, that makes sense!"
While the two were being polite, Taoist Huolong looked at Han Xuan Gong carefully. After a few glances, he suddenly exclaimed, "Junior Sister Hao, the coldness on your disciple is so special. Could it be that thing?"
"Haha, Senior Brother Huolong is indeed a man of insight. Yes, Han Bing'er is the owner of the spiritual treasure of my sect, the Xuanji Bingpo Sword!" The beautiful woman surnamed Hao said with a little pride. As soon as the beautiful woman surnamed Hao said this, she heard the people around her take a breath of cold air. The reason was that the Xuanji Bingpo Sword was too famous and was the treasure of Xuanji Pavilion.
Legend has it that this item was not made by anyone, but was gradually nurtured by a spiritual object in a mountain of extremely cold real ice that had accumulated for tens of millions of years in a mountain range in the north. After it was born with intelligence, it began to automatically absorb the essence of heaven and earth for cultivation. After many years, it finally became an innate spiritual treasure. By chance, it was discovered and subdued by a cultivator in the Spirit Severing Stage of Xuanji Pavilion. He spent countless hours on it before finally refining this famous Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword.
It is said that when this sword is in the hands of a high-level cultivator, it can instantly freeze a thousand miles away, killing everyone, regardless of whether they are human or animal. Its power is so strong that it is simply outrageous. It can be said that this is an ice sword that was born specifically for killing. In comparison, the Fengming Knife, which is also a spiritual treasure, is just a little faster. But in terms of lethality, it can't even compare to the others; However, although the Xuanji Ice Soul Sword is in Xuanji Pavilion, it has been in seclusion in a hidden place in Xuanji Pavilion since its previous owner died. It has not appeared for nearly ten thousand years, and many people have almost forgotten its existence.
However, at this time, a girl named Han Bing'er became its owner and brought it here. She also challenged Xiaopang.
After knowing that the Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword was in Han Bing'er's body, everyone present, without exception, couldn't help but feel sympathy for Xiao Pang, and sighed secretly, "This poor child is doomed!"
Even Fatty himself was nervous. He swallowed lightly and said with a little fear: "Junior Sister Han, it's getting late. Can we "compete" again next time, huh?" Obviously, facing the majestic Xuanji Bingpo Sword, the fat guy finally got scared!