High-Level Fantasy, Cut Off The Opportunity of the Protagonist at the Start

Chapter 310 Mo Xiao's Doubt, Jian Jiufeng's Conversation!

Jianzong.

At this time, Mo Xiao had already learned from the suzerain Shi Xin that Lin Ziang was coming to compete with him.

To be honest, Mo Xiao was quite surprised when he first heard the news.

After all, among the major powers in Zhongzhou, only the three of them have selected Daozi in advance.

Now that Lin Ziang was about to challenge him and Zhou Ling, it would not only shock Jianzong and Yunzhongcheng, but also attract the attention of Daozong and other immortal forces.

Even in Mo Xiao's heart, some kind of speculation had already been faintly formed.

This fellow Lin Ziang, shouldn't he have the same idea of ​​cohesive invincibility as him?

As this thought surfaced, Mo Xiao felt more and more that his guess was probably correct.

Although he had no direct contact with Lin Ziang, since Lin Ziang became famous in Zhongzhou, he had heard countless news about this Daozi of Tianzong who turned out to be born.

The so-called Sheng "747" has no worthless people under the name, Mo Xiao doesn't think that what he heard is all fake news deliberately spread by Tianzong.

Although in front of people, Lin Ziang's attitude is dismissive.

But in Mo Xiao's heart, he was very wary of this Tianzong Daozi.

Especially after experiencing the apocalypse auction, Mo Xiao always had a very strong resistance and hostility towards Lin Ziang in his heart.

In a sense, this particular mood seems to be a warning.

It seemed that his heart was warning him not to contact Lin Ziang.

For this deep feeling, Mo Xiao did not choose to ignore it like other people did.

Looking back on my experience in Jianzong these years, every time I feel this wonderful feeling, there will always be something special happening.

Or some kind of chance, or something about himself.

Therefore, Mo Xiao pays great attention and attention to his inner feelings!

"I heard that someone from Sword Nine Peak came to Zhongzhou with Lin Ziang, maybe I can get a lot of information about Guan Lin Ziang from this population!"

Thinking of this, Xiao couldn't help but cast his eyes on a mountain peak looming in the distance.

On the Sword Nine Peak.

Zhu Changlin looked at Xiao Feng, who was dressed in black, with a smile on his face.

"Feng'er, if you count carefully, you have been worshiping me for more than ten years."

"With your current cultivation base and strength, if you want to be an ordinary Sword Sect disciple, it's really inappropriate!"

Hearing Zhu Changlin's words, Xiao Feng's heart moved slightly, and he bowed and said.

"Master, do you mean that you want your disciple to run for the position of Holy Son vacated by Jianzong?"

"good!"

Zhu Changlin nodded with a smile.

"With your current strength, you are completely qualified to take the position of the holy son of my sword sect. Now on the sword nine peaks, you are the only one who is capable of securing this position!"

"I heard that the Holy Son needs to help Jianzong handle some affairs. In this way, I'm afraid it will delay my disciple's practice of swordsmanship!"

Xiao Feng is currently immersed in the way of swordsmanship, and he is not particularly cold about the position of the son of the sword sect.

Hearing this, Zhu Changlin smiled lightly.

"These tedious and trivial matters, if you have me here, how can they fall on you? You just need to practice, but the identity of the Holy Son is still required!"

With that said, Zhu Changlin cast his eyes into the distance, and said leisurely.

"Tianzong Daozi will come to Jianzong to compete with Daozi in a few days. If you want to watch the battle, you also need the identity of the holy son!"

Hearing this, a bright light flashed across Xiao Feng's eyes, and after a little thought, he cupped his hands at Zhu Changlin.

"Since this is the case, this disciple must win the position of the Holy Son for me, Jian Jiufeng!"

"good!"

Zhu Changlin nodded with a smile.

At this time, a sound transmission suddenly sounded in Zhu Changlin's mind, it was from Mo Xiao, the Taoist.

After receiving the message in it, Zhu Changlin looked at Xiao Feng and spoke slowly.

"Daozi has something to look for you!"

"Daozi?"

Xiao Feng was a little puzzled, he and Mo Xiaosu didn't know each other, why are you suddenly looking for him now?

"If my guess is correct, Daozi must want to know something about Tianzong Daozi Lin Ziang from you!"

So it is!

Xiao Feng nodded secretly.

He and Mo Xiaosu didn't know each other, presumably this was the only reason!

"Elder Zhu, Mo Xiao please see me!"

Soon, Mo Xiao's voice sounded outside the hall.

Hearing this, Zhu Changlin waved lightly and sent Mo Xiao directly into the hall.

Looking at Mo Xiao, the Daoist of the Sword Sect, Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the latter carefully, but in the end he didn't gain anything.

The aura on Mo Xiao's body was integrated, like a blunt sword without a trace of sharpness, which was completely opposite to Xiao Feng's own aura.

"As expected of the Daoist of the Sword Sect, the gap is still too great!"

Xiao Feng looked at the indifferent Mo Xiao, and couldn't help sighing inwardly.

For Xiao Feng's eyes, Mo Xiao naturally noticed it early in the morning.

After greeting Zhu Changlin briefly, Mo Xiao set his sights on Xiao Feng and said with a faint smile.

"This must be Junior Brother Xiao Feng. I heard that Junior Brother was born with sword bones and a clear sword heart. He is a rare genius in swordsmanship. I saw him today, and it really is."

Hearing Mo Xiao's words, Zhu Changlin on the side smiled and said nothing.

Xiao Feng bowed his hands to Mo Xiao and said slowly.

"Daozi is absurdly praised. In the eyes of my junior, only Daozi can be called a swordsman genius!"

Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Mo Xiao smiled lightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Originally thought that a young genius like Xiao Feng was conceited, but he didn't expect the latter to be much more mature than he thought. This was indeed beyond Mo Xiao's expectations.

Mo Xiao slowly faded the strange look in his eyes, and opened his mouth.

"I'm also a disciple of the Sword Sect, so I won't say too many polite gossips. I came here to find my junior brother this time, just to learn more about Lin Ziang, the Daoist of the Heavenly Sect!"

"I heard that you and Lin Ziang came from Dongzhou together. You must know more about this man than I do!"

Sure enough, as Master expected!

A gleam of light flashed across Xiao Feng's eyes, and he spoke slowly.

"Actually, I don't know much about Tianzong Daozi Lin Ziang!"

"When I was in Dongzhou, I was a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, and he was a disciple of the Shinto Sect!"

"Before I came to Zhongzhou, I only heard that there was an evildoer named Lin Ziang from the Shinto Sect, and there was not much other news. After all, I didn't pay much attention to these things at the time!

"After Elder Gan and Elder Fang went to Dongzhou, I only knew that Lin Ziang possessed the holy body, and his talent was peerless, far beyond what ordinary disciples like us can compare with!"

2.0 "If I hadn't been lucky enough to be favored by Elder Fang, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had such a precious opportunity to come to Zhongzhou, and even join such an immortal power as Jianzong!"

Xiao Feng talked a lot, and his description of Lin Ziang was basically simple and irrelevant, and there was no ten key news.

Mo Xiao listened for a long time, but in the end he didn't find any important information.

Seeing that Xiao Feng wanted to continue talking, Mo Xiao finally revealed an expression of impatience, and opened his mouth to speak.

"Okay, junior brother! That's all I want to know, thank you, junior brother!"

Hearing Mo Xiao's words, Xiao Feng's tone was choked, and he couldn't help asking.

"Daozi, is this enough?"

Mo Xiao nodded slightly, with a smile still on his face.

"Junior brother has already introduced enough, so there is no more trouble!"

After the words fell, Mo Xiao nodded slightly to Zhu Changlin who was beside him, and walked out of the hall.