These are big forces.

Yunluan holy academy is a famous martial arts Holy Land in canglan. Although it can't compare with Ling Xuezong, it is the martial arts academy that countless talents dream of. It is highly respected by people all over the world.

The Wei family, however, is one of the top three super families in the city. It's hard to imagine that they have a huge foundation. None of these forces is simple.

But at this time, the strong from these forces were all killed by this white monk. It's crazy!

"It's going to change from huodao city. This man has offended so many forces at the same time. I'm afraid these forces will come to kill him soon. I'm afraid it will be another thrilling and fierce battle at that time!"

Countless monks thought of it secretly at this moment.

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"I really admire your strength."

At the moment of shock, a clear voice suddenly came from the air in the distance.

At this time, did anyone dare to talk to this terrible friar in white?

After hearing the sound, they all looked at the source of the sound, and finally their eyes fell on a roof dozens of feet away.

On the ridge of the green tile roof, there sat a middle-aged man in green clothes. He was thin and elegant, holding a Guqin in his forehand, debugging there.

Occasionally, the sound of the zither spreads slowly with the touch of fingers. It's beautiful and makes the noisy world quiet at this moment.

"Enemy or friend?" Jiang Feng indifferent spit way, take out the wine pot, suddenly poured a mouthful, good natural and unrestrained.

If it's an enemy, you can't hear the beautiful sound of the zither. Moreover, if you are an enemy at this time, isn't it a suicide? " The elegant middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said with a smile that his voice was gentle, his temperament was immortal, and he was like a scholar full of poetry and books, which made a good impression.

"It's not a wise thing to talk to me at this time." Jiang Feng small sneer way, think this person is a little interesting.

"No, no, you have such powerful strength. If you can get to know me, it must be my honor. How can I dare not approach you because you killed these people?" The middle-aged man in Qingyi said with a smile.

"But now is not the time for me to get acquainted with others. I'm sorry not to accompany you!" Jiang Feng said, is turning to leave.

"Wait a minute!" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi took back the guqin, put away the smile on his face and looked at Jiang Feng seriously.

"What else?" Jiang Feng corner of the eye Yu Guang swept for a while, not cold not light asked.

"You might as well have a chat somewhere. I will definitely make you feel that you are not wasting your time."

"You know, there are not many things in the world that can make me feel moved." Jiang Feng's tone is cold.

"Don't worry, sir. I still have this kind of judgment." Said the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.

"In that case, if I don't give you this opportunity, it seems that I don't give myself this opportunity. Let's find a place to talk." Jiang Feng said.

"Yes, please come with me." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi made a gesture of invitation, with a bright smile on his face.

Jiang Fengxuan even left with this person.

Until Jiang Feng and the middle-aged man in Qingyi left, countless friars on the street below looked at each other.

That easy middle-aged man, dare to invite this friar in white at this time, not afraid to be chased by the forces behind those who were killed by the friar in white?

"Did you... See the Guqin that the middle-aged man in Qingyi was debugging?"

Just at this time, a person in the crowd suddenly said with a shaking voice.

"What's the matter?" The friar next to him asked.

"In canglan, there is only one person who is superb with Guqin. Do you think the other person will be this person?" The friar asked in an uncertain tone.

"You mean this man is Lin cangyun?"

The friar nodded.

"Oh, my God, don't say it. It's really Lin cangyun that the other party can't do it well!"

The crowd immediately reacted, eyes full of horror.

Lin cangyun, the first zither player in canglan continent, is said to have been passed on by the ancient powerful people. He has cultivated an invincible power with a unique zither score.

In canglan continent, this number one person can be called a miracle. If the middle-aged man in Qingyi is really Lin cangyun, it's really surprising.

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Jiang Feng and the middle-aged people in Qingyi have always been far away from the fire Road City, and finally appeared in a beautiful place dozens of miles away from the city.

This is a very high-end leisure place, specially created for those powerful people to play. Compared with the bustle of the city, it is thousands of times quieter.

The other party invited Jiang Feng to a pavilion, and even the maid of service was sent away by him. Suddenly, there were only two people left in all directions, and they were very quiet.

"If you have anything to say, I'm not here to discuss life with you." Jiang Feng didn't even drink tea. He said coldly. Judging from his rich experience in reading people, this monk is not a simple person, but anyway, the other party has to come up with something that interests him, or it will be a waste of time.

"Your Excellency is a pleasant person. When you say that, I'll swallow all the prepared words." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiles and then asks Jiang Feng, "are you not from canglan

Jiang Feng didn't expect Hu asked, let his eyes suddenly show a touch of light, the body is also sent out a trace of murderous.

"Don't get me wrong, sir. I don't mean anything to you. I just ask casually. If it's not convenient to answer, don't take it seriously. Don't blame me, don't blame me." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi quickly explained that he was very modest and gentle.

"How do you know?" Jiang Feng asked, the other party all asked, most of it is what conclusive evidence, if he does not answer, it is equal to confirm the other party's question, it is better to simply ask the other party how to know.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was surprised, and then said seriously, "I know who are good martial monks in canglan, but you seem to come out suddenly. This is strange in itself. Besides, he went up to Yunyan tower to destroy the poems left by Ling Xuexian emperor. He said that you are the one who portrays the poems, and others don't believe what you said, But I think it's very credible, so I asked if you came from other continents of life, or did you come back ten thousand years ago as a monk who had been abroad all the time? "

"You said both." Jiang Feng said lightly, knowing that mu Lingxue is not in canglan continent at present, he has no much scruples about his own identity, otherwise he would not go directly to yunyanlou to clear the poems carved in that year, which will surely attract some people's attention, and the other party's reasoning is expected.