Myriad Realms Summoning System

"These two thieves..."

Fairy Bingyue's face was pale and her breathing was rapid.

At this point in the battle, she had already used all her means, even using her ice clone, but she was already at the end of her strength. Of course, she was powerless to pursue, and could only watch the two men go away.

"Yue'er, how are you?" Xu Ling flew over and asked with concern.

Bingyue is not only her disciple, but also the number one master in Binggu, the Dinghai Shenzhen. If she makes a mistake, the consequences will be disastrous!

"Master, I'm fine, just a little exhausted," Bingyue shook her head to indicate that she was fine, and Xu Ling also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a pity that these two thieves got away," Bingyue Rushang's pretty face showed a trace of unwillingness.

She has never left the Ice Valley. From childhood to adulthood, no disciple in the Ice Valley has ever defeated her. Even her master Xu Ling was surpassed by her five years ago. Therefore, she has an extremely arrogant personality and cannot tolerate her own failure.

Although she defeated Wang Yue by surpassing her level, she was unable to capture him, which was also a failure for her. She could not accept her failure.

There was also a trace of worry on Xu Ling's face. Bing Valley had been secluded for many years and had been avoiding contact with the outside world. No one knew their true strength. Now that people knew that there were martial spirits and martial arts masters in Bing Valley, would it attract the attention of those people?

It is well known that the Great Zhou Kingdom has no masters above the rank of Wu Hou.

Xu Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Yue'er, it seems that we in Binggu need to consider our next strategy. It is worrying that such a master would appear in the Great Zhou Kingdom!"

Bingyue's pretty face showed a rare hint of surprise: "Master, do you want to find the whereabouts of the Saint?"

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"Damn, my luck is so bad that I actually met this evil star Hu Jiuwan!" Ji Hao was walking on the street cursing. Hu Jiuwan broke several of his bones with one punch. The severe pain in his body made him grimace in pain. The civilians passing by him were all confused.

Who is so bold as to provoke Young Master Ji!

Feeling the strange gazes of these civilians, Ji Hao felt his face burning.

But he didn't dare to go back to find Hu Jiuwan. Xiao Chen and the others didn't know the reputation of the Tiger Roaring Fist, but Ji Hao knew it.

Hu Jiuwan, the number one genius of the Mad Lion Sect, is the direct disciple of the sect leader Zhan Ge Kuang. Although his Tiger Roaring Fist is not as famous as the four geniuses, it does not mean that he is weaker than these four.

The reason why Hu Jiuwan was not selected as one of the four great geniuses was because he came out too late. Unlike the four great princes who had made a name for themselves throughout the Great Zhou at the age of twelve or thirteen, Hu Jiuwan had been serving in the Northwestern Frontier Army, and his reputation was only spread within the army.

He had heard Xiao Wuya evaluate Hu Jiuwan like this. No one below the martial artist level in the Great Zhou Kingdom could be a match for Hu Jiuwan, not even Jun Wushuang, the flower-loving young man who was the leader of the four great geniuses.

He didn't believe it at the time and thought that the eldest prince deliberately exaggerated Hu Jiuwan's strength, but since he learned about Hu Jiuwan's military achievements from his father Ji Beichen, he believed it.

He killed an eight-star warrior from the Xianglong Kingdom with one punch, and killed a perfect warrior from the Beiqi Kingdom with three punches. Countless warriors died at his hands, and there was even one time when he fought against a one-star warrior and did not lose.

With such a record, even Jun Wushuang would have to admit defeat.

What he didn't understand was why Hu Jiuwan would hang out with this Ye Chen and even stand up for him. Could it be that this Ye Chen had some relationship with the Mad Lion Sect?

"My dear, I see that you have a full forehead and a round and full forehead. You must be a wealthy and powerful person."

Just when Ji Hao was wondering why Hu Jiuwan followed Ye Chen, a low voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

The sound was not pleasant, but it made Ji Hao involuntarily look in the direction where the sound came from.

Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man in a ragged Taoist robe, probably in his forties or fifties.

His hair was disheveled and he held a dusty whisk in his hand. Although he was dirty, his eyes were very bright.

However, the smile on the old Taoist's face always seemed a bit vulgar no matter how you looked at it!

Behind the old Taoist priest was a rather handsome young man, about twenty years old. The young man had a lazy look, but from time to time when he looked at the old Taoist priest, a hint of fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

The most eye-catching thing is that the young man was carrying a spear more than two meters long on his shoulder, which was particularly eye-catching on the busy street.

"Master, are you talking to me?" Ji Hao looked around and then pointed at himself. Although the old Taoist priest had a bad image, for some reason, Ji Hao could not feel any ill will towards him.

It's rare to be able to make Master Ji so kind and cheerful!

"The old Taoist is naturally talking to the young master," the Taoist walked up to Ji Hao and said with a smile.

Everyone loves to hear flattery, and Ji Hao is no exception. When he heard the old Taoist priest say that he was a wealthy and powerful man, he had a better impression of him and asked hurriedly, "May I know your name, sir?"

The old Taoist stroked his beard gently, half squinting his eyes and said, "Okay, okay, my name is Zhang Jiao, and I'm known as the Great Sage and Good Teacher!"

Great and Good Teacher? Never heard of him.

Ji Hao thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out who this great virtuous teacher was. However, he said, "So it's the great virtuous teacher. I've heard of your name for a long time!"

But he didn't know that Zhang Jue was secretly despising him in his heart at this moment. He thought that this great and virtuous teacher was just made up on the spur of the moment. What a joke!

But he didn't say it out loud, still smiling: "My lord! I see that you seem to have been seriously injured. I have a secret recipe here that can make your injury heal quickly!"

"Oh? Senior, do you have any high-level elixirs that can heal injuries?" Many people know that elixirs can heal injuries, but for a serious injury like Ji Hao's where all the bones were broken, if he wants to recover quickly, he needs an elixir of at least the second grade!

Pills of the second grade or above can be considered treasures in Lianyun City, and are worth at least a thousand gold.

But Zhang Jue shook his head and said with a mysterious smile: "Medicine is inferior in healing. It's just a minor injury, I can heal it with just a wave of my hand!"

Is it really that amazing? Although he had an inexplicable fondness for this old Taoist priest, Ji Hao still didn't believe it. How could this sloppy old Taoist priest have such a skill?

"If you don't believe it, just drink this talisman water and you will see the result." As he spoke, the old Taoist priest took out a broken bowl and threw a piece of talisman paper into the bowl, which dissolved in the water.

"Can drinking this water really cure my injury?" Ji Hao looked at the turbid water in the bowl with doubt on his face.

"Master, this guy doesn't want to drink, so I will!" When Ji Hao was hesitating, the young man with a spear on his back behind the old Taoist suddenly stared at the water in the old Taoist's bowl with fiery eyes.