Not only did they not look sad, they even looked a little happy.
The person surnamed Xiao of ChiYan sect directly took down the storage bag from the body.
"The storage bag belongs to me and the rest belongs to you."
Even if she was dissatisfied, the woman nodded with a smile, her hands were sharp, and the soft first-class magic tools on the body were soon scraped off.
Shen Hao witnessed the whole journey not far away. It seems that the two people in front regarded him as air all the way, but in fact, two evil smells locked him long ago.
"Hee hee, little Lang Jun, you look like a xuanqingwei man. How long have you been trapped here?" the woman swayed and walked over without scratching her head, but she exuded amazing temptation everywhere.
The man of chiyanzong was a few steps behind, and his eyes also fell on Shen Hao.
"Shen Hao, a registered disciple of the hundred households of the black flag camp of xiaxuanqing guard and the old tree peak gate of Guishan monastery, has seen two gentlemen." Shen Hao arched his hands and shouted to himself.
The woman didn't get close. She stopped more than four feet away and said with a smile: "hehe, people of Guishan monastery? Don't deceive me, even if it's just a registered disciple, you can't join Xuanqing guard?"
Shen Hao naturally doesn't know whether there are such rules as the woman said. He can only show the little gourd given to him by Nie Yun as a voucher again.
Not to mention, when the little gourd that was not cared by the Tianchan sect came out, it obviously changed the woman's face slightly, and the man of ChiYan sect behind her was alert and looked around quickly. Their momentary panic did not hide Shen Hao's eyes.
It seems that Nie Yun's gourd can hold most people in.
"Hehe, it turns out that Shen Baihu is really from laoshufeng. Unexpectedly, Guishan monastery has become more enlightened now. By the way, Shen Baihu came early. How much do you know about the situation here?"
The woman took a few steps to Shen Hao's side and finally stopped a foot away. Shen Hao could smell the faint fragrance on his body. It was familiar. It was the smell of the sachet. I remember it was the same smell on Lianxiang.
"I haven't been here for a long time. It's strange. I was eroded by the dreamland when I entered. Fortunately, it's not difficult to get out of the dreamland, but there are hidden dangers to test the soul strength. Many of my colleagues died when I got out of the dreamland.
In addition, there are many strange clouds around here. They move very slowly and won't provoke you, but if they touch them, they will be inhaled. Someone died before you. "
Shen Hao's face has been tight, but it seems very suitable in this environment. Both love Flower Valley and chiyanzong have no doubt. Just caught the second half of what Shen Hao said. Someone came first but died?
"Where's the body?"
The woman in love Flower Valley heaved her chest a few times, seemed to take a deep breath, then kept her previous smile, took two steps closer, and looked at Shen Hao with her eyes straight.
"It's over there." Shen Hao pointed sideways, and the body was behind a small earth slope.
As soon as the voice fell, the two people across the street swept towards the small soil slope over there. Shen Hao didn't hurry or slow to keep up. He had to tell them a lot of things later. As long as the head was opened, the friar didn't need him to waste more words when he came back. At that time, he could pick himself up naturally.
When Shen Hao came to the back of the hillside, chiyanzong and Love Flower Valley had stood beside the body of Tianchan clan. Their expressions were wonderful, some surprised, some frightened, some worried, greedy, and even hesitant.
"Hall leader Xiao, are you sure this man is Yu SHENGJUE of Tianchan sect?"
"HMM. I'm sure. I've seen it in the market before. I'm arrogant and domineering. I'm impressed. I can't remember wrong."
"Tut Tut, it is said that Yu SHENGJUE is the great grandson of Yu Aofeng, the elder of Tianchan sect. He is deeply loved by Yu Aofeng and has excellent talent. He is called" Jingxi Double Eagle "together with Nie Yun of Guishan monastery. Unexpectedly, he died here."
"His body is full of sword wounds. There are five fatal wounds, and the depth is just to the point. The person who killed him is definitely a very powerful sword cultivation. Moreover, his cultivation is very high." he paused, pointed to the clean long sword in Yu SHENGJUE's hand and said, "even Yu SHENGJUE can't even hurt the other party."
"How high?"
"I don't know, but it's rumored that Yu SHENGJUE's accomplishments have reached the Ninth level of Yuan Dan territory, which is only a millimetre away from perfection, so the person who killed him at least has the accomplishments of xuanhai territory."
"Hiss!" the woman took a breath.
Neither of them touched the body, nor did they scrape it directly like the people of Chang Baifeng before.
After simply looking at the body, the man of chiyanzong turned to Shen Hao and asked, "boy, did you just say that this man was killed by a cloud?"
Shen Hao didn't answer in a hurry. He arched his hand and asked, "I haven't asked your names yet."
Since he is a "disciple" of Guishan monastery, even if he is a registered disciple, it is unusual. Shen Hao knows that he has to show some attitude if he wants not to be suspected. For example, hint: you don't want to tell me your names. Is it too hard to pay attention to the signboard of Guishan monastery?
"Hee, my name is wind chime, from Love Flower Valley."
"Chiyanzong, Xiao Hai."
Shen Hao bowed his hand and said after two polite words: "this man's name is Yu SHENGJUE? He arrived earlier than the two, then walked around for a long time, and finally tentatively pasted it on a cloud. As a result, he was inhaled, and then he died."
"Yun? Are you sure he didn't fight to death?"
"How to say, he was indeed washed in by the cloud, but then the scene was very strange. The golden light flashed in the cloud and there were indeed two human shadows, but no one went in except him. Moreover, there was only this man's body on the ground."
Shen Hao's words were naturally thought over and over again. They were inlaid with true and false. Anyway, he wanted to attribute Yu SHENGJUE's death to "killing himself".
"Cloud, dreamland, sword repair... Could this place be..." Fengling was silent for a long time, and his face changed quickly.
"Did you think of anything?"
"Hall leader Xiao, have you ever heard of the name Feng Bubai?"
"The sword emperor more than a thousand years ago? Do you mean..."
"It is said that Feng Buwei fought against the leader of the eight sects in wanjuan book mountain. He escaped seriously and died a few years later. He saved his life's knowledge and accumulated things in the tomb. I'm afraid this is the jianhuang tomb." Feng Ling's eyes lit up and his ecstasy was reflected in his words.
"Cloud sword region! By the way! The sword emperor's unique skill cloud sword region is not so general! Those clouds should be the legendary cloud sword in cloud sword region!"
Shen Hao has been listening and curious that the "sword emperor" he knows nothing seems to be very famous in these sects. These two guys who were confused before now report the origin of this place in a few words.