"Then what?"
"It's useless."
He turned around and moved forward with his sleeves waving, and his broad sleeves were puffed up.
The wind was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly. The farmers who were harvesting raised their heads and wiped their sweat. They caught a glimpse of the green-robed immortal walking in the wind. They couldn't help but murmured: "Next month will be the Aoki Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony. I don't know if Xiaohu can be selected..."
In the field, a boy wearing crotchless pants was poking out his butt and pulling weeds.
The Qingmu Sect is a second-class sect in Nanshan, with one Jindan Stage, nine foundation-building monks, and several Qi Practitioners. Although it is not a Taoist in the Qianshan world, it still plays a decisive role in Nanshan.
"How are you, are you okay?"
As soon as Xihe stepped into the inn, Fan Xiu, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed up.
He grabbed her hand and looked up and down nervously. When he saw that nothing was wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around and couldn't help but wonder: "Where is Qingle?"
She was the one who caused this incident, so why was she nowhere to be seen?
Xihe led him in. The waiter of the shop owner was repairing the smashed tables and chairs. He quickly stood up and saluted. Xihe nodded and went straight upstairs: "She went too far in this matter. I plan to give her some pain."
Fan Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped asking about this matter, and turned to ask about those people.
"It is reported that several people are from the Qingmu Sect and hold the position of elders in the sect. This time, their lives were injured by Qingle. The strength of the entire sect has been greatly reduced. I am afraid that they will not let it go."
There were not many Foundation Establishment monks in the first place, but now that a few have been eliminated, it would be strange not to be angry.
Tell Xihe clearly about the situation that he just found out one by one.
Xihe nodded: "Okay, I will solve this matter properly."
From daybreak until nightfall, no one from the Aoki Sect came to ask for anyone, so he had no choice but to sleep all night. The next day, he found someone to lead the way directly to the Aoki Sect and told him the whole story.
The head of the Qingmu Sect: "So, senior, what you mean is..."
Big beads of sweat dripped on his head, but he didn't dare to wipe them off. They knew the news, and they also hated it in their hearts. They hated that several disciples couldn't control their petty problems, and they also hated that their skills were inferior to others and their disciples were abandoned. There is no way to take revenge.
revenge? Take revenge!
He was the only one in the entire sect who was in the Golden Elixir stage, and he was still built on the accumulation of elixirs, so his foundation was not strong.
Although the Qingmu Sect is indeed not that good, there are only 800 disciples if not a thousand. What if we really fight against those low-level disciples? Isn’t this just being slaughtered by others?
I can only hold my nose and admit it, and just wait for the person to leave before picking him up to see if he can still be rescued?
As a result, the other party now comes directly to kill...
Why, you stepped on their feet, and you want them to pounce on you and kneel down to lick you?
Several foundation-building monks nearby were holding weapons, their faces red with anger, and they could hardly control themselves and wanted to rush forward.
Xihe's expression did not change: "It's my fault for not teaching junior sister well. Now she is being punished. I hope the master can calm down. But the top priority is to treat a few fellow Taoists...Xutiancao comes from the Medicine Sect, and I will go and ask for it." Pick."
He took out some elixirs and spirit swords from his storage bag and pushed them in front of the head of the Qingmu Sect.
A mid-grade spiritual sword, a top-grade Peiyuan Pill, ore that can be used to refine natal weapons... Everyone in the hall was suffocated, and their eyes couldn't help but widen.
Xi He stroked his sleeves lightly: "The consciousness sea of several Taoist friends has been temporarily sealed, and there is no fear of life. However, Nanshan is thousands of miles away from the Central Plains, and it takes time to refine the elixir. I would like to take several Taoist friends back to the sect directly. I wonder what the master’s intention is?”
The head of the Qingmu Sect leaned forward: "Where are you from, senior?"
Xihe's jaw said: "Shangyuan Zong."
The head of the Qingmu Sect: "..."
Subconsciously looking at the elders, they all saw shock in each other's eyes.
Shangyuanzong?
The top sect in Qianshan Realm.
He has countless disciples, golden elixirs as numerous as dogs, and Yuanying everywhere. It is said that there are even two ancestors in the Mahayana period... Only the Sword Sect, known as the 'Sword Madman', can rival them.
And now this female cultivator who couldn't see through her cultivation actually wanted to bring their people back to the sect.
This, this, this,
They would never dream of it.
Head Qingmu was still relatively calm: "Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, senior."
What the cultivators seek is nothing more than money and land for their Dharma partners. Monks like them, who are at the bottom of the world of cultivating immortals, will never come into contact with people from the Shangyuan Sect in their entire lives. They can't even touch the doors of third-class sects.
At this time, they were even lucky that the disciple had provoked someone. There were not many opportunities to contact top sects like this...
A grudge was settled very quickly.
The Aoki Sect sent the most talented disciples in the sect to take care of the patients. They said they were taking care of them, but in fact they were creating opportunities for them. If they were given some advice by their seniors or got something good, it would be great luck.
Didn't you get lucky?
The other monks who watched the whole process were sore.
Although they have lost a few disciples, they can be related to the Shangyuan Sect. In this three-acre area of Nanshan, no, even the entire Nanshan, not to mention walking sideways, at least no one dares to provoke them for no reason.
This kind of protection is something you can't even ask for.
Xihe didn't care about this, but Fan Xiu figured out that the so-called lofty cultivators were actually no different from ordinary people in the world who were striving for fame and fortune, but they only wanted different things.
Many sects who got the news came to visit one after another, but found that it was too late and the person had left.
Set off to Wushuang City,
Mo Liancheng entered the teleportation array,
A group of more than a dozen people visited several cities, and finally stopped in Tianyun City one evening.
Two neat rows of foundation-building monks wearing white Qingyun Swords stood in front of the formation. After a burst of white light, the turbulent whirlpool stopped, and a dozen people wearing different clothes appeared in the circular formation.
A teenage and ignorant Qi practitioner, an old mortal... and there are even demons!
The Bagua chart hanging on the waist trembled, and the cultivators quickly drew their swords, ready to take action at any time, but...
"Sister?"
Wiped his eyes,
Yes, she does have the same face as her senior sister.
The woman was dressed in Tsing Yi, standing with her hands behind her hands, with a calm expression. Next to her stood a man in black clothes holding a baby. The two were very close... But, they were mortals!
"Senior sister, are you back? The master is worried about you, as well as senior brother Qianhe and others."
He walked forward quickly and spoke loudly, with a look of joy on his face.
The Qingyun Sect and others couldn't help but shrink their presence. A large number of foundation-building monks were actually doing the job of guarding the gates. They were indeed the famous Shangyuan Sect!
The disciples were very excited.
After a while, the entire station knew that the 'Senior Sister' was back.
Xihe greeted them with a smile on her lips. Suddenly, a command sword flew from the sky and was caught in her hand. A deep and majestic voice came from it: "Qing Le, return to the clan quickly."
The disciples were stunned: "It's the leader!"
"Um."
Xihe told them, nodded towards Fan Xiu, and took the first step.
Shangyuan Sect is located in the middle of the Qianshan Realm. The mountains stretch for hundreds of miles and are criss-crossed. The climate here is pleasant, the scenery is beautiful, there are many rare and exotic plants, and the mountains are full of various rare birds and animals. The rich spiritual energy makes it a good place to practice Taoism.
There are two stone elephants standing in front of the mountain gate, with majestic momentum, and Xihe is slowly falling.
