Cultivator Returns to the City

"Junior Brother Qu, is this here?" In Haitian City, in midair outside the Lan family, a man wearing a white gold-rimmed robe with an elegant and handsome face looked at the Lan Family Courtyard below and couldn't help but asked faintly.

Hearing this, Qu Sheng on the side quickly and respectfully replied: "Should teach you, this is it."

The man in a white gold-rimmed robe is obviously the Young Master Xuanjianzong Ling Mantang!

In addition to Ling Mantang and Qu Sheng, the senior brother Zhao and several other disciples of the Xuanjian Sect, as well as the four bodyguards of Ling Mantang, were also present.

In addition, Qu Shang is also here.

At this moment, Qu Shang looked at the Lan Family Courtyard below, with a sense of pride and gloom in his eyes.He is now waiting to see how the Lan family bears the thunderous anger of the Young Master Xuanjianzong.

Let's see if the person invited by the Lan family still has the courage and confidence to yell like the same day, let him call the people of Xuanjian Sect!

"Lan Xinyan, today is the period of destruction of your Lan family. I don’t know if you will regret kneeling down and begging me. However, even if you ask me again today, it’s no longer useful. I Qu Shang said, definitely You will regret it, haha!"

Qu Shang thought triumphantly.

Looking at the Lan Family Courtyard, a faint sneer hung on the corner of his mouth...

"Since it's here, let all the shit Lan family members get out of the young master teacher and die!" Ling Mantang said coldly.

"Yes, I will let the Lan family come out and die!"

Qu Sheng hurriedly responded. When even if he stepped forward a little bit and was about to speak, Qu Shang stopped him, "Sheng'er, let me leave the matter to Uncle."

Qu Sheng looked at him and couldn't help but nodded softly, and said, "Also, Second Uncle, then let it be yours."

"Okay, hehe..."

Qu Shang laughed twice, took a deep breath, and shouted at the Lan family: "Lan Xinyan, and the bastard who hurt Lao Tzu back then, get out of her and die. Today you It's time to die!"

Qu Shang's voice spread far, and he could hear it from almost every corner of the huge Haitian City.

And his voice also aroused the curiosity of many people, but in the city, most people don't dare to use spiritual sense to sweep at will, so as not to irritate any big person. If the other party makes a move, they may have to lose their life. .

Therefore, after hearing Qu Shang’s voice, many people soared into the sky from their houses, or from the teahouses and restaurants in the city, and flew to the sky, looking at the situation of the Lan family from a distance. Full of curiosity, there was a lot of discussion.

Qu Shang didn't care about the crowds onlookers in the distance, instead he laughed loudly and continued to yell at the Lan family triumphantly.

At this time, Lan Xinyan, Li Canghai, Ling Yan, including those from Lan Xinghe, who had recovered some time in these days, and other people from the Lan family also heard Qu Shang's words outside.

For a while, everyone couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"It's the voice of Qu Shang! I didn't expect that he would really dare to come to the Lan's house again to pick something up. Is he really afraid of death?" Ling Yan said angrily.

Li Canghai frowned, and said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. He was already injured by Senior Yin that day. After a lesson, since he dared to come again, I'm afraid he has found a backer. If nothing else, maybe he It really moved people from Xuan Jianzong to come..."

Speaking of this, Li Canghai couldn't help but release his spiritual sense to investigate.

However, when his spiritual sense dispersed and found Qu Shang and Ling Mantang in mid-air outside Lan's house, he saw that Ling Mantang suddenly snorted heavily.

Immediately afterwards, Li Canghai suddenly felt like a heavy blow, shaking his whole body, and vomiting a big mouthful of thick blood...

Lan Xinyan and Ling Yan were shocked when they saw them.

The two hurriedly stepped forward to support Li Canghai, who was somewhat shaky and pale as paper, and exclaimed: "Canghai, how about you? It doesn't matter, right?"

Hearing what the two said, Li Canghai reluctantly waved his hand, then took a deep breath, and after a while, he said: "I, it's okay, I can't die."

"Unexpectedly, Na Qushang really found a great helper. I saw those people just now. Judging from their clothes, they should definitely belong to the Xuanjian Sect."

Upon hearing this, Lan Xinyan and Ling Yan couldn't help but stare at each other.

Lan Xinyan couldn't help but lightly said: "Since you have guessed that Qu Shang has found someone from the Profound Sword Sect, why do you have to release your spiritual sense so rashly to investigate!"

Li Canghai smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "I just want to confirm. I originally planned to take back spiritual sense immediately after a scan. Who would have thought that the people that Qushang found were really amazing? Just a moment of effort. I was shocked."

"My injury, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover without ten or eight years of rest..."

Li Canghai couldn't help sighing and depressed.

Spiritual consciousness is very troublesome, and it is often much harder to heal than physical trauma.

Seeing Li Canghai saying this, Lan Xinyan couldn't bear to blame him for being reckless, so she had to say: "Since that Qushang has really found someone from the Profound Sword Sect, let's stay behind closed doors, and don't release spirits at will I'm going to check it out so I won't be hurt by the opponent's shot again."

"I believe that the formation left by Yin Xiu should be able to ensure our safety."

Lan Xinyan still trusts Yin Xiu very much.

Ling Yan on the side also nodded and said: "Yes, the other party actually has a master who can directly smash your spiritual sense, we are definitely not an opponent."

"Fortunately, Senior Yin had the foresight on that day and laid a defensive formation for us. With Senior Yin's cultivation base, unless the opponent comes to a character who crosses the catastrophe period, it is not so easy to break through Senior Yin's formation."

"Ok."

Lan Xinyan responded, and then said again: "Go, let's go out to the yard to see how many people are here."

"Alright!"

Ling Yan responded and immediately got up and walked out into the front yard with Lan Xinyan.

Although Li Canghai's injury was not light, he still felt a little better after he slowed down, but his face was still pale, so he went out with him.

At the same time, Lan Xinghe, who had been recuperating in the backyard, also walked to the front yard.

"sister……"

Although Lan Xinghe still seemed a little weak, his injuries had actually recovered more than half, and when he saw Lan Xinyan, he called out.

"Well, Xinghe, you are here too."

Lan Xinyan responded.

Lan Xinghe nodded, seeing Li Canghai's face pale on the side, and suddenly asked in a little surprise: "Sister, what's wrong with Brother Li?"

Li Canghai gave a strong smile and said, "It's nothing, it's just a small injury."

Lan Xinghe cast doubtful eyes at Lan Xinyan.

Lan Xinyan sighed lightly, and said: "Just now, Brother Li wanted to use spiritual sense to check it out, and then someone from Xuanjian Sect shocked spiritual sense."

"what?"

Lan Xinghe was taken aback.

He also knew very well what it was like to be injured in his spiritual sense. Once it was a little heavier, it would not be easy to recover, and Li Canghai's appearance did not seem to be very lightly injured.

"Brother Li, are you okay?"

Lan Xinghe quickly asked with concern.

Li Canghai waved his hand, smiled reluctantly, and said, "Don't worry, it doesn't matter. Although the injury is serious, it only takes some time to recover."

"That's good!"

Hearing this, Lan Xinghe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The most feared is the kind of permanent trauma that cannot be recovered when spiritual consciousness is wounded.As long as it can recover, it doesn't matter if it takes a long time. The life of a cultivator is long, and it doesn't matter if you recuperate for decades or hundreds of years.