Vol 2 Chapter 642: Meet

Suddenly, Bai Nianxiang's eyes narrowed.
"That's... Sect Master?"
Bai Nianxiang couldn't believe his eyes. How could he see the lord in Qianji Lake?
Isn’t the lord far away in East Lake?
East Lake is also hundreds of thousands of miles away from Qianji Lake.
But no matter how he believed it, Bai Nianxiang couldn't believe that he would read it wrong. She wore the immortal wind robe for a while. Of course, what Bai Nianxiang noticed at a glance was Feijian, the unique swordsmanship of the Immortal Sect!
Be sure to pay attention, in addition to the master, there are actually Senior Sister Huaiye, Senior Brother Lin Kewu, and Senior Brother Qin Mo.
"Master."
Bai Nianxiang hurriedly summoned Zi Ran on the side.
Zi Ran glanced at Bai Nianxiang, and saw Bai Nianxiang pointing down, walking over curiously.
When I came over, I was stunned.
Is that Sect Master Wen?
She would not be surprised that Wen Ping came to Qianji Lake, because she had seen the existence of the flying boat and knew its speed. She was most surprised by the fact that Wen Ping dared to come to Qianji Lake, still wearing an immortal Qingfeng robe.
Qianji Lake is the General Assembly of the Hundred Sects Alliance.
Situ Xiuneng is a very important figure in the vast city.
The Immortal Sect killed Situ Xiuneng, and now the four-star giant forces in the entire East Lake and the senior leaders of the Hundred Sect Alliance knew about this. When Wen Ping came here, he felt a little bit into the mouth. But even so, Wen Ping is here.
It's so cool.
Fighting with people in the snow at this time.
After killing the opponent, there is a leisurely and elegant fumbling for the loot.
"Master Ziran, Nianxiang, what's the matter?" At this time, an old man slowly leaned over.
The old man's hair and beard were already gray, but his face didn't have many wrinkles. If it weren't for his skin not as white and tender as a teenager, no one would believe that he was an old man who was nearly two hundred years old.
"Grandpa Buling, I saw...an acquaintance." When Bai Nianxiang was about to answer truthfully, she saw her master winking, so she paused and changed her words and changed her lord to an acquaintance.
Although I don't understand, it definitely makes sense for my master to do so.
Bu Ling immediately stared down and looked down, with a smile on his face, "Acquaintances? Why, want to go down and meet?"
Bai Nianxiang nodded quickly.
Zi Ran on the side also followed and said, "This is also a little friend of the old man... the son of the old man."
In order to ensure Wen Ping's safety, Zi Ran did not intend to tell the truth.
Bai Nianxiang is absolutely relieved, after all, Bai Nianxiang and her father are old acquaintances.
However, Zi Ran couldn't believe in the other families of Qianlong Sect. For example, this Bu's family is second only to the Bainian family. As the head of the Bu family, Bu Ling, Zi Ran still couldn't believe it, afraid that she would make small moves behind her back.
When Bu Ling heard of the son of the deceased, his expression did not fluctuate, and he still kept smiling, and then said, "Since I am the son of the deceased of Master Ziran, then I will send someone to pick them up and walk together."
Bu Ling wanted to sell Zi Ran a good one. After all, Zi Ran was a master craftsman with three swirling vortexes, and being able to get close to Zi Ran was good for Bu's family.
At the same time, Wen Ping was packing up the spoils below, counting how many white crystals he had earned along the way.
"More than 600 white crystals, plus some miscellaneous things... Finally, no time was wasted."
At the end of the day, Wen Ping took four or five thieves' dens.
Needless to say the hard work.
It's all one sword thing.
At this point, Wen Ping also intends to stop. Although all the stolen stolen goods were obtained, and some gangsters were killed, there was a downside to doing so after all. Once you become addicted to this kind of thing, it is difficult to take it back in the future.
Wen Ping still wants to be the supreme master of a super sect, and this kind of slight degrading behavior is still less.
At this moment, the Great Wing Clan demon suddenly descended from the sky.
Everyone on the big demon of the Wing Race descended directly from a rope, and then said: "Four, do you know Master Ziran?"
"Elder Ziran."
When Huai Ye and others heard this, they couldn't help but express joy.
Before the people on the Great Demon of the Wing Clan thought about the four words of Elder Ziran, Wen Ping said: "Zi Ran...know."
"Then come up, Master Ziran is waiting for you."
"Go, all go up." Since Zi Ran asked someone to pick them up, Wen Ping was not welcome.
I can see people from my own sect here, and I feel pretty good.
It's a bit of a foreign country to meet my fellow countrymen.
"Sect Master, what about these?"
Those loot monsters behind Huaiye.
"Return them free." There is no need for a group of low-powered monsters to bring them back to their own world.
It's just that Wen Ping noticed that when he had finished speaking and returned the monster to freedom, a very contrasting expression appeared.
It was the person on the Wing Clan monster.
The expression was very shocked.
It seems to have witnessed a very incredible thing.
When Wen Ping was puzzled, the voice of the system came, "According to the data, the people here treat the monsters, either surrender or kill, and there is no option to release them. In their eyes, monsters are slaves."
"That's it." Wen Ping responded with understanding.
Of course, understanding belongs to understanding.
Wen Ping still doesn't like this attitude towards monsters.
To surrender is to surrender powerful monsters and satisfy vanity. But in the end, treating the monster as a slave was somewhat inhumane. However, Wen Ping was too lazy to say about the surprise of this culture.
It's like some people in the last world like dogs, but anyone who kicks a dog will be spit and condemned by them. Raising dogs and pets as his own sons is very loving.
But some people like to eat dog meat, and there are even dog meat festivals.
In the strange eyes of the person behind the Wing Clan monster, Wen Ping jumped onto the Wing Clan monster, and then flew towards the giant eagle in the sky. From a distance, I saw Bai Nianxiang waved at him, and then called Huaiye their names.
Okay!
As the master, he hasn't received attention yet.
After stepping on the giant eagle, Wen Ping and Zi Ran greeted them. Seeing that no one from Qianlongzong came to say hello, they continued to chat on their own. When Bai Nianxiang asked how he came to Qianji Lake, Wen Ping didn't hide it, explaining the meaning of his travels.
Because Wen Ping revealed his intention to travel, Zi Ran naturally invited Wen Ping to go with him.
Wen Ping did not refuse, they were all acquaintances, and naturally good colleagues.
At this time, the members of Qianlongzong not far away looked back at Wen Ping by appointment.
"Who is this person?"
"Master Zi Ran invited him to go with him."
The villains of Qianlongzong expressed their surprise.
After all, the status of Master Ziran in Tiandihu is comparable to that of the entire Qianlong Sect~EbookFREE.me~ can get preferential treatment in the Centennial Festival.
Their Qianlong Sect was only because of Bai Nianxiang's relationship, so they were able to invite Master Zi Ran to go with him.
It can be said that there is no such relationship as Bai Nianxiang.
It is impossible for Master Ziran to follow Qianlongzong.
Because in addition to Qianlongzong, there are no less than ten four-star giant forces that are drawing Master Ziran.
Bu Ling answered, "I heard that he is the son of the old man."
"No, the son of the old man, Master Ziran specially invited him to go with him?"
"The relationship here is probably not simple."
Following everyone's discussion, Bu Ling took the lead to make friends with Wen Ping, followed by the others in Qianlongzong.