"Prince?"
As if they heard Wang Fugui's words, a group of people not far away who were carrying swords looked this way. One of them stretched out two fingers, unsheathed the sword behind his back, and wrapped himself with a ray of sword light, which suddenly increased his speed. , quickly ran here.
The man's temples were gray, and his face was a bit weathered. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties. Song Yin thought he was a fourth-level master, but his longevity had not increased at all, and his face was the same as his age.
"Long time no see, Mr. Wang, you have grown up a lot." The man smiled.
"I have met Master Xu. My father has been talking about you and wondering when you will come to Yandu as a guest again." Wang Fugui said with cupped hands.
"Well, after the Ascension Ceremony, I will choose a day to visit, but I have to interrupt you then." Headmaster Xu said with a smile.
"The Wang family will definitely be waiting for you." Wang Fugui lowered his head, very humble.
Leader Xu nodded, and then looked at the others. His eyes passed from Qian Sansi and Wang Shangde, and stared directly at Song Yin and his group, showing surprise.
"These are..."
"Master Xu, these people are from the Golden Immortal Sect." Wang Fugui said.
"Golden Immortal Sect? Never heard of it."
Leader Xu took a closer look at them and said, "They are quite nice people. If you join our Wanjian Sect, from now on our Wanjian Sect will be the leader of the righteous path, and we can participate in great events together."
His eyes were mainly on Zhang Feixuan and four other people.
The man in brocade clothes is handsome and handsome, and he is a good cultivator at first glance.
The one who looks like an ox is really a strong man, and his physique looks extraordinary.
Slender, tall and cold, he has a cold and arrogant temperament, which is in line with the standards of his Wanjian Sect.
And the little girl is like a fairy child, beautiful and lovable.
No matter how you look at it, he is extraordinary. He is obviously qualified.
As for the farmer-like one, he ignored it.
These ordinary people have ordinary looks, no temperament, and no mana fluctuations. They have no qualifications and nothing eye-catching.
"Senior brother, can I beat him?" Wang Qizheng rubbed his teeth and clenched his fists loudly.
It's just a mortal. If you don't understand or understand, your senior brother is still here, so you can't get angry with a mortal.
This ignorant dish who also cultivates Qi is actually trying to steal the wall?
"rude."
Headmaster Xu looked at Wang Qizheng with more disdain and shook his head, "If you have figured it out, you can look for me after the Ascension Ceremony. If it's too late, you won't accept me."
The sword light flashed again, and he returned to the team, no longer looking at them.
"The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is like this, very arrogant. Of course, it also has the qualifications to be arrogant."
Wang Fugui said: "The leader, Xu Nan, exists in the Mahayana period, and is still in the late Mahayana period. After Zheng Zong ascends, he will be the strongest today. At that time, the Wanjian Sect will return to the position of the leader of the righteous path."
With a smile, he looked at everyone in Song Yin: "This is an opportunity, do you want to accept it?"
Zhang Fei
"A small door and a small household?"
Wang Fugui smiled and shook his head: "I think you are all the proud sons of heaven. In time, you will definitely become famous in our country. When the time comes, your small family will become a big family."
"Then let me borrow the prince's good words." Zhang Feixuan bowed his hands and smiled.
Wang Fugui's smile became even brighter, "If you need any help, just ask. Although I'm not a cultivator, I still have some influence in this world."
"Easy to say, easy to say, all thanks to Brother Wang."
"Don't dare, brother"
"The surname is Zhang."
"Brother Zhang is a top-notch talent!"
The two of them went back and forth and exchanged greetings. As Wang Fugui was talking, he was suddenly stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Zhang Feixuan, only to see the latter looking at him meaningfully.
This glance made Wang Fugui burst into laughter.
"Brother Zhang, there's no need to be like this, you are already a cultivator." He restrained some of his pretentious temptations and said with cupped hands.
"Get used to it, get used to it."
Zhang Feixuan waved his hand and said: "Brother Wang is worthy of being of noble birth."
Just as Wang Fugui noticed that Zhang Feixuan, a cultivator, had a high background, Zhang Feixuan also felt that this person was quite interesting. He was young and his words were full of pitfalls, and he stepped into them without paying attention.
At his age, he is certainly old enough to be his father, but it is quite a feat that he did not take advantage of him in a verbal confrontation.
These people have dirty hearts.
It's a pity it's a scrap.
Zhang Feixuan sighed secretly in his heart.
Otherwise, if he is introduced to the door, his intelligence will definitely be a big help. In this case, he will not have to think about many things alone.
"Brother Zhang is a wonderful man."
Wang Fugui stopped laughing, looked to the side, leaned over and whispered to Zhang Feixuan: "I want to tell you, you should be the senior brother."
While speaking, his eyes kept turning towards Song Yin. Zhang Feixuan also looked over and found that his senior brother was staring blankly at the people of Wanjian Sect.
"You junior fellow apprentices are all proud, but on the contrary, you, my senior fellow apprentice, are so fascinated by this."
"this"
Just when Zhang Feixuan was about to speak, he saw Wang Fugui giving an "I understand" look and sighed:
"That's right. Senior brother, you don't necessarily have good qualifications. Maybe you just have an early entrance. It's a pity that I am not in charge. If I are the prime minister in the future, I will definitely suggest that your majesty change the rules of this sect. If you are capable, It’s not about qualifications, it’s fair to those who come after you.”
"I'm a kind-hearted person, so I won't see people ranking based on seniority. Otherwise, with Brother Zhang's qualifications, he must be"
"He's also a junior brother, junior brother!"
Zhang Feixuan shouted: "Junior brother, that's enough!"
Fair enough.
Jinxianmen is fair enough.
The senior brother is a typical person who comes from behind, so that’s not the first thing to come from behind. The former senior brother was beaten up, and the master was so suppressed that he dared not speak to his face. If they wanted fairness again, they would have to rub their necks.
"Brother Wang, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect."
Song Yin looked away from the people of Wanjian Sect and said to Wang Fugui: "When you ascend, is it different from others? You don't leave a physical body, right?"
"Indeed."
Wang Fugui said: "I heard from my father that the last Ascension Ceremony was when the former head of the Wanjian Sect ascended. His body was left behind, and a sword he had refined over the years soared into the sky. They said that he was already a man and a sword, and there was no need for it. Incarnate.”
"Deserves to be killed!"
As soon as these two words came out, Wang Fugui felt a little cold in his body for no reason, making him shiver.
"Song, Brother Song...?" he asked stammering.
Song Yin's eyes were cold and he said slowly: "The evildoers deserve to be killed!"
"Senior brother is right!"
The four people quickly bowed their heads and stood there in silence, not daring to speak.
If you don't cultivate your body or your internal organs, then you are not suitable for Bai Yumen and Hongye Sect. But if you specialize in cultivating the soul, there is no point in wielding a sword with a god.
If it is a true spiritual cultivation sect, then there are still considerations.
But in Dayan
This is obviously Qinglian Sect's dish.
Turn into a sword and soar?
He ascended into the hands of the Qinglian Sect and then swallowed his soul. The cultivation method that he spent a lifetime working on might not fall into the hands of others.
Song Yin quickly thought of the first time he saw a member of the Qinglian Sect. He seemed to be holding a sword.
It's not enough to deceive others and take their blood for your own use, but you also have to eat the clean things of people and their souls.
Why not kill? !
(End of chapter)
