Chapter 13 Qing Xuan
Compared with Futu Yijing's unparalleled demeanor, Mokoyou is like a lost dog.

He looked at Futu Yijing with a serious expression.

In the last blow just now, cracks actually appeared on the purple-gold body of the Immortal Golden Body. If the collision lasted a little longer, it is hard to imagine what terrible results would be.

"What exactly is that guy's magical power?" Mokoyou stood up from the ground, thinking secretly in his heart.

Whether it was the Moke Infinite Tribulation, one of the thirty-six peerless magical powers of his ancient Moke clan, or the Moke Heavenly Bell, or the Immortal Golden Body, they were all defeated by that magical power.

In mid-air, the stern look on Futu Yijing's face disappeared, replaced by a hearty smile.

"Today's events have indeed made you all feel more exciting, but due to other factors, our clan's martial arts competition will end here. You can stay in our ancient Futu clan for a few days, which can be regarded as our hospitality as a good host."

The guests from all superpowers knew clearly why, but at least they had seen an exciting enough competition, so they had no complaints and expressed their gratitude.

It’s just that the faces of the people from the Mokogu tribe were not so good. They had lost face among the many super powers this time.

The people from the Moko Ancient Tribe were the first to leave the viewing seats. They knew that Mokoyou's disruptive behavior this time had displeased the Futu Ancient Tribe. Instead of staying here, it would be better to leave early.

After the Moka ancient tribe, many superpowers also left one after another and returned to the residences arranged by the Futu ancient tribe.

The Heavenly Supremes of the ancient Futu clan did not stay any longer, and immediately turned into a stream of light and left.

Futu Xuan glanced at Futu Yijing, with a strong smile on his old face.

"Well done."

After leaving these words, Futu Xuan's figure disappeared from sight.

At this time, a supreme elder came down from the sky and stopped beside Futu Yijing.

"Long time no see, Yijing." A gentle voice came from the elder's mouth.

"It's been a long time since we last met, Qingxuan." Futu Yijing had a gentle smile on his face and looked at the person coming next to him.

The person who came was none other than the elder of Qingmai, the spiritual level supreme, Qing Yanjing's biological sister, Qingxuan.

"You have really stolen the show this time. So many leaders of super powers are watching you nail Mokoyou to the pillar of shame." Qingxuan had a beautiful smile on her face.

"They've already attacked me, so there's no point in retreating. If I become a coward, how can I still be a young master?"

"You've been back for so many days, but you haven't come to see me." When Qingxuan said this, there was a hint of complaint and dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"After I came back, I went into the ancestral tower and happened to come out today." Futu Yijing touched his nose and explained.

There is an indescribable relationship between the two.

In the ancient Futu clan, Futu Yijing didn't have contact with many people. Qingxuan was the one she had the longest contact with. Even Futu Xuan, her grandfather, didn't have as long contact with them as her.

After all, as the grand elder of the ancient Futu clan, he has a lot of things to do and doesn't have much time to spend with Futu Yijing.

Qingxuan was not an elder at that time, but just an Earth Supreme. Her sister had already become a saint, and the former did not have much to do in the clan except practicing.

Once people have free time, they will find something to do. The only thing that can arouse Qingxuan's interest is Futu Yijing, the controversial young master.

Whenever she had nothing to do, she would run to Futu Yijing's yard to watch him practice.

The initial idea was to look at this boy who would be a competitor to his sister in the future.

Over time, Qingxuan's initial desire to watch became a habit. After training, she would come to Futu Yijing's yard to watch this guy practice with his gun.

The boy gradually grew into a young man, his face became more heroic, the high spirits of his youth gradually turned into the maturity of his youth, and his realm reached the ninth level of the Supreme. The next step was the Earth Supreme realm.

And Qingxuan herself became the Supreme Heavenly Master after long-term practice and the blessing of the ancient Futu clan's resources, and then became the elder of Qingmai.

The two of them went from being strangers to being able to talk about anything.

Qingxuan learned a lot of insights from this guy that she had never heard before.

For example, if a woman looks down and her feet are invisible, she is the most beautiful woman in the world, which is nonsense.

There are also unique understandings such as only attacking and not defending, and being unparalleled in the world.

Gradually, the relationship between the two became closer as they communicated.

An inexplicable feeling also emerged. This feeling has been lingering in Qingxuan's heart, and has never shown any signs of dissipating until now. Even after meeting Futu Yijing today, it has become even stronger.

So she came to find him after the competition.

But this guy seemed to be obsessed with cultivation, like a piece of wood, and refused to listen to anything.

In fact, Futu Yijing has always been aware of the feelings between the two, but how can a time traveler be inferior to a woman for so long!
He won't eat a single bite of this free meal!
Only when his realm surpasses Qingxuan will he take the initiative to lift up this thin window paper.

Fortunately, he is not far from the Heavenly Supreme Realm, and it can be said that he can touch it with just one hand.

The reason why he left the ancient Futu clan and went to the Holy Abyss Continent, besides wanting to hone his True Dragon Technique to the highest level, was also because of this.

As for the age issue, this is not within Futu Yijing's consideration.

After all, strictly speaking, the two are of the same generation.

Moreover, the life span of the Supreme was very long, and that of the Heavenly Supreme was even longer. After a long time, the age difference between the two could even be ignored.

After several years, you are still as beautiful as before, and I am still as graceful as before.

Qingxuan had already gotten used to Futu Yijing's evasive answers, so she asked, "How long will you stay this time?"

The ancient Futu clan could not trap the real dragon, even if the resources were enough for him to break through to the Heavenly Supreme. Qingxuan knew very well that Futu Yijing would not stay for long on the path of cultivation.

"Maybe half a month. There are rumors that the ruins of the ancient heavenly palace have appeared. I want to go and take a look and see if I can find the Three Pure Ones." Futu Yijing said.

By then, Futu Yijing will be able to complete the task that Qing Yanjing asked him to do.

"Then during this half month, you can chat with me and tell me about what happened in the past two hundred years, such as the scar on your face." Qingxuan felt a little disappointed when she learned that Futu Yijing was leaving in half a month.

Futu Yijing thought about it and felt that this half month was just the right time to rest, so he nodded in agreement.

When Qingxuan saw Futu Yijing nod, a look of joy appeared on her face.

At this time, there was no one else around, only Futu Yijing and Qingxuan.

There was nothing to do if they continued to stay here, so they both turned into streams of light and flew towards the same place.

(End of this chapter)