Chapter 4338: , Terran lost 【Next】

After spending so many days together, Zhao Shishi found that she couldn't see through the young man in front of her.
For such a long time in the Infinite Cave, it stands to reason that he should have succeeded in gathering alchemy.
But the young man didn't have the breath of gold core!
But she could feel that there was a terrible breath brewing in Chen Ping's body, and once it was released, it would be earth-shattering.
"arrive!"
Through the window on the flying magic weapon, Zhao Shishi has seen the outline of Cangyuanzong.
After more than a year, Chen Ping finally returned to Zongmen again.
When you arrive at the gate of Cangyuan Sect, no matter how noble your status is, you can only go to Cangyuan Sect and cannot fly in the gate of Cangyuan Sect.
The deacon of Cangyuanzong who was in charge of guarding the mountain gate did not embarrass Baihuazong, but also sent two female disciples of Fengshenfeng to guide them.
It was the first time for Zhao Shishi to come to Cangyuan Sect. Looking at the mountain gate of the first-class sect, there was a bright color in her eyes.
"Sister Zhao!"
When I was just about to go up the mountain, this voice came from a distance.
Zhao Shishi's beautiful brows were raised slightly, and she looked at the walking figure.
A young man dressed in white came along gracefully, with a deep smile in his eyes.
Wang Wei, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion!
"Such a coincidence!"
Wang Wei chuckled softly: "I'm still thinking about when the younger sister will arrive. I just happen to have something to find the younger sister."
"Isn't Senior Brother Wang in retreat?"
Zhao Shishi and Wang Wei are old acquaintances, and they have had many contacts since they were still Qi Gathering monks.
In addition to being the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wang Wei has another identity.
The second-rate sect, the sect of Cangming Sect, who was rumored to have killed Jiao Wei, was also the one who took the Ganoderma lucidum grass in Diancangshan.
"The first exchange between the two races of humans and demons after so many years. How could I miss such a grand event."
When Wang Wei was speaking, he also noticed the figure in the black robe beside Zhao Shishi. Judging from the figure, he was a man.
Saintess of Hundred Flower Sect, when will she be allowed to follow a man by her side.
Zhao Shishi noticed Wang Wei's gaze, but she didn't say anything, but deliberately showed a gentle look.
Wang Wei once chased the Saintess of Hundred Flower Sect. This matter is not a secret in the East Continent.
One is the son of Cangming Sect and the other is the saintess of Hundred Flower Sect. The two of them have always been known as the Golden Boy and Jade Girl.
It's a pity that Luohua deliberately runs water and is ruthless, and Zhao Shishi has never had a lot of affection for the son of the prime minister's house.
Coupled with the rules of the Hundred Flower Sect, the saint cannot break her body before the Infant Gathering Realm, otherwise, she will be expelled from the Hundred Flower Sect.
The two chatted for a few words, and Wang Wei's eyes remained on the black robe figure forever.
From their conversation, Chen Ping had already figured out the identity of Wang Wei, and in his heart he had a lot of curiosity about this Cang Mingzong's son who had never met before.
Soon, a group of people arrived at the gate of Cangyuanzong.
The sisters of the Hundred Flower Sect were arranged at Fengshen Peak, which was also to take care of their status as the sisters.
Because Chen Ping was a man, he could only make other arrangements. It happened that he was arranged to live with a disciple of Cang Mingzong and took him to the Tiger God Peak.
Tiger God Peak is now a big change, and most of the strong ones have gone, and they are all arranged by the major forces over the past few hundred years.
After Long Qintian's return, these people dared not stay in Cangyuanzong anymore, and could only return to their respective forces.
The arrogance and domineering that Tiger God Peak disciples have cultivated over the years has penetrated into their bones. Even without the support of their elders, these disciples still don't put outsiders in their eyes.