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Chapter 647: Crazy Sand Visitor

Xue Qingqiu stood there, frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly turned around and flew straight to the madman.

The Kuangshamen is located on a large oasis in the center of the desert. It looks like a hundred miles around it. Ordinary people often cannot walk into the real area no matter how they go. They can only worship outside, long for this prosperity and become a holy place they yearn for.

Some things are relatively speaking. For some people, the Crazy Swords are considered high-ranking, as vague and unpredictable as immortals and gods. Ordinary desert people kneel down and worship. But in fact, compared to some people who really bully the people with nostrils, the Crazy Swords are considered approachable. They often lead lost people into oasis and often resist sandstorms everywhere, plant greening, and protect the people. Many Crazy Swords disciples have died in the confrontation with sandstorms throughout the ages.

Therefore, the mad monks are indeed the right way and have the highest status in the deserts of thousands of miles.

Xue Mu was willing to reconcile with the Kuangshamen because he heard Mu Jianli talk about such a situation and it was difficult to treat it as a great enemy.

However, they were only half reconciled. Yun Qianhuang made great efforts in the Qixuan rebellion. Even if he did not kill Qixuan's disciples with his own hands, if the casualties of Qixuan disciples were related to him, it would be impossible to get rid of the blame. Mo Xuexin hated Yun Qianhuang to his bones. Before Yun Qianhuang completely calmed Mo Xuexin's anger, Xue Mu could not really be so friendly with the crazy monks.

So far, there is only trade and diplomatic relations. The mad monks need Chinese and earth resources, and Xue Mu needs oil fields, and each one takes the needs.

Just like the Sino-US trade, this is still fundamentally different from allies or partners, and it may turn against other trivial matters at any time.

Xue Qingqiu had never been to Kuangsha before, but this Baili Mirage had no effect on her. Her eyes had seen through the origin and directly found the right path and headed straight to Kuangsha's important place.

Just like she had practiced thousands of times, she accurately fell one step outside the Kuangshamen Sect Protection Formation, and looked at the stunned Kuangsha disciple outside the door from afar, and said lightly: "Can Yun Qianhuang be there?"

The mad monk disciple opened his mouth and looked at the fairy falling from the sky, and stuttered: "Ge, your lord is Xue, Xue..."

Xue Qingqiu wanted to make a curled expression in her heart. If it weren't for Xue Mu Xiahou Di's disgusting bala's stunning color scheme, how could her face be known to everyone? She was too lazy to let these people spread slowly, so she simply raised her breath and kept silent: "Xue Qingqiu, Xingyue Sect, visit the crazy monks."

A sensational sound could almost be heard among the Mad Swordsmen. Then the gate opened, and Yun Qianhuang and a large number of Mad Swordsmen's senior executives flew from all directions inside the gate, landing at the gate in unison, staring at Xue Qingqiu nervously.

Although there is a trade relationship, it is not an ally, and in the hearts of most people, there is really a difference between Xue Mu and Xue Qingqiu. If Xue Mu came, Yun Qianhuang might laugh and greet him warmly: What wind blows Changxinhou to our place where birds don’t poop?

But facing Xue Qingqiu, the whole Kuangshen was solemn and solemn, and everyone was extremely nervous and alert.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and Master Xue's style remains the same." Yun Qianhuang bowed: "Yun is polite."

Xue Qingqiu turned his head and thought for a while: "Well, you were not among the people who besieged me at that time, and I really haven't seen you for many years."

"..." Yun Qianhuang didn't know how to answer, but felt that he had a sentence and chatted to death. He could only get straight to the point: "I wonder what the hell is doing here?"

Xue Qingqiu looked around, everyone was nervous. She shook her head and smiled: "But I come to visit, it seems that the mad monk is a good sign."

We really can't blame our crazy monks for being nervous. You are too strong, and you are not Xue Mu. You never run to the righteous sect to find people to talk about Taoism. Basically, it's a war. Can you blame others for being nervous... Many crazy monks mutter in their hearts.

Yun Qianhuang had a little bit of aura and smiled: "The power of Sect Master Xue is so powerful that it is normal for the disciples to admire their style. Why are they standing there? They are drinking to serve guests!"

As he spoke, the gate protection formation separated in front of Xue Qingqiu, and Xue Qingqiu stepped in directly. The formation closed again, and Xue Qingqiu seemed to have no idea that he had entered a dangerous situation, and continued to move forward, with a graceful figure but unparalleled demeanor.

The people of the crazy monks also had to admire Xue Qingqiu's courage. In this state of having the Ding Sect, the other party was waiting for the battle, and they just changed to someone who was weak in confidence and didn't dare to play like this.

Yun Qianhuang sighed inwardly, Xue Mu is so lucky.

In Yunzhou, he and Mo Xuexin and Qin Wuye both fought. They were both powerful people in Dongxu and masters, but they really couldn't feel the oppression of Xue Qingqiu from them. As for who is beautiful in appearance, Yun Qianhuang couldn't tell it. He only thought that Xue Qingqiu was considered a worldly beauty.

Martial arts are the most respected, and respect is in every aspect, and even look up at the appearance.

Yun Qianhuang led Xue Qingqiu to the main hall of the sect. He originally intended to order the best banquet and the music of silk and bamboo. He thought Xue Qingqiu liked it, which was a ceremony for the national guest. Xue Qingqiu just smiled and said, "It's not that much trouble. If you are crazy about the monk, you should save some flowers. Just talk to you and me."

Yun Qianhuang also laughed, waved his disciples away, and sat opposite Xue Qingqiu alone.

Xue Qingqiu was surprised to see Yun Qianhuang spread a tea tray with "swish" and covered with Kung Fu tea. Then Yun Qianhuang carried sand teapot, heated it internally, boiled water and started making tea.

Xue Qingqiu couldn't help laughing.

"Ling's influence has spread all over the world, and Yun cannot help it." Yun Qianhuang smiled calmly: "In the past, we drank horse milk wine, and cut large pieces of meat, but now it is getting more and more refined. Tea is a must-have, clearing the lungs and moistening the heart, and is very beneficial to desert life."

Xue Qingqiu smiled and squinted her eyes: "Xue Mu is not my brother, but my man."

"Uh..." Yun Qianhuang choked for a moment. Everyone knew that it was not his younger brother but a man, but this was your early publicity. Isn't this giving you face...

"It's true that he influences the world." Xue Qingqiu said again: "It's like me, I didn't have the interest to come to you to communicate in my early years, but this time I think about it, it's true that he does it. After all, you crazy monks are not people who can't communicate."

Yun Qianhuang secretly thought that it was you who could not communicate with, but now it seems that you can communicate. He divided the cup of tea and asked curiously: "It must be very important to make Master Xue feel that it is necessary to communicate with Yun?"

"Well... it's very important." Xue Qingqiu took the tea and took a sip, as if he was organizing language. After a while, he said: "You crazy monks are also studying the formation."

"Yes, the formation of this sect mainly lies in the deviation of space and light, which is different from the Middle Earth formation." Yun Qianhuang said: "Is it because Sect Master Xue is here to confirm the formation of Xingyue Sect?"

Xue Qingqiu shook his head and asked seriously: "I just study space and light, and don't involve anything else?"

When asked this, her eyes became sharp and she stared at Yun Qianhuang's eyes, as if she wanted to see through something.

Yun Qianhuang frowned: "Of course, other aspects are also slightly involved, but there are differences between the primary and secondary. We do not pay much attention to the others, but only to be detailed or coordinated."

"Then..." Xue Qingqiu paused for a moment and suddenly said, "Is it also your deviant light to cover the heavenly way?"

Yun Qianhuang was stunned: "Our formation does not involve the level of the heavenly way. This should be the study of your sect, right?"

Xue Qingqiu squinted his eyes and stared at Yun Qianhuang's change in expression. Yun Qianhuang was indeed confused. What is this and what, it is true that we, the mad monks, have a game of formations, but they are not mainly researched on formations. The properties are much different.

Xue Qingqiu looked slightly slower and smiled slightly: "I am nervous."

Yun Qianhuang said solemnly: "What can make Sect Master Xue nervous, what's going on..."

"Eight Desert Blood Spirit Array..." Xue Qingqiu said lightly: "Have you ever heard of it?"

Yun Qianhuang's face slowly turned red: "I haven't heard of it."

He is really extremely shameless. After all, he is a thousand-year-old sect inheritance. He is still a cave-like person. He thought there was no problem with Xue Qingqiu, but he said something casually and he had never heard of it...

"This formation has two effects." Xue Qingqiu said slowly: "One is to use blood and energy to activate evil energy, and the other is to use blood and energy to activate evil energy."
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