Renegade Immortal

Chapter 40: Guest

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"Hmph, Xuan Dao Sect always shows up like this, deceiving me that Hengyue faction does not protect the mountain spirit beast! His grandmother, if he has the opportunity to kill this spirit beast, let them show off again!" There is another uncle, his eyes Flashing staring at the centipede, whispered.

The head snorted, and a purple sword light shot from him instantly, shocked in the sky, suddenly became bigger, and finally turned into a purple dragon, coiling around the Hengyue faction, roaring at the centipede.

The millipede stopped immediately, not daring to step forward, at this moment a long laugh came from the centipede.

"Friend Huanglong, this Ziyue fairy sword is rumored to contain dragon souls. Now it is true. Fellow Daoists, the 20-year deadline has come. If my Xuandao Sect wins again this time, you Hengyue faction must keep your promises. , Not only have to take out the 137 magic weapons snatched from my Profound Dao Sect back then! but also send 200 flying swords as a reward!"

The head of the head looked as usual, with no sense of happiness or anger, and said indifferently: "Friend Ouyang, if Xuan Dao Sect wins this time, the things promised in the past will naturally follow, but if you lose, your Xuan Dao Sect controls the spirit beasts. Don't give up!"

As he spoke, the purple dragon slowly dissipated, and turned into a purple flying sword again, returning to the hands of the head of the master Huanglong.

The thousand-legged centipede began to move slowly again. After hovering over the Hengyue faction, slowly descending, the disciples of the inner sect involuntarily retreated far away to make way for a clearing.

The uncles who watched each frowned tightly and glared at their disciples.

After the centipede fell, it lay motionless on the ground, and dozens of people jumped off its back. Except for the three old men, the rest were all young.

There are men and women in the Xuan Dao sect, and I don't know if it is for Qi Hengyue Sect. Knowing that Hengyue Sect purple-clothed disciples are rare, all these people wear purple-clothes. In addition, what made all the inner disciples of the Hengyue School shine in front of them is that these people, both men and women, are handsome in appearance, handsome in men and glamorous in women, which is very eye-catching.

Especially the man in the front is handsome and extraordinary, and full of masculinity. His big sleeves are fluttering, his long hair is flying in the breeze, his back is tied with a sword, and his sword spikes are flying, making this man more heroic. ! All of a sudden, he completely fascinated the female disciples among the inner disciples.

The woman, dressed in purple, is extremely beautiful, her hair is like a waterfall, phoenix eyes and cherry lips, and her beautiful eyes are even more touching. Even Wang Lin couldn’t help her heart beating a little faster after seeing it. Surprised, he took a deep look at the woman, and quickly tightened his mind.

Seeing that all the disciples under the school were showing infatuation, some of the elders couldn't see it, and they were annoyed, and shouted in a low voice: "When did Xuan Dao Sect practice such nine-flow charm technique, it is too much!"

This low drink immediately awakened all the inner sect disciples, one after another showing surprise.

One of the three elders laughed and said, "This is a real Taoxu, old man Qin Gulei, take a closer look, these two disciples of mine do not practice any charm technique, but are born with a single water spiritual root. In my opinion, none of these disciples of your Hengyue Sect possesses such spiritual roots. They are all chaotic in the five elements. It is no wonder that you can't see it."

All the elders of the Hengyue Sect, their expressions were uncertain. After a long time, the head Huanglong looked as usual, without leaving a trace, turned the topic off, and said: "All the fellow Taoists of the Xuan Dao Sect, first rest in our Sect. Three days later, officially Communication, okay?"

The old man Ouyang nodded and smiled, and said, "Very good. My Profound Dao Sect has had a relationship with the Zun Sect for many years. These exchanges, although each has a bargaining chip, don't hurt your harmony."

Among the many elders in the Hengyue School, an old man walked out. He had a lot of wrinkles on his face and looked quite listless. He chuckled and said to the old man Ouyang: "Friend Ouyang, I haven't seen him in 20 years, but I still remember Old friend?"

The old man Ouyang laughed and said, "I saw you, old fellow, Song Daoyou, this time I have to drink the wine you brewed again. I didn't drink enough last time. You were too stingy, so I took out a jar. !"

Uncle Song smiled and said, "It's not that I'm stingy, but you, old man Ouyang, is too scary to drink. There are not enough jars."

As the two said, the other two elders of Xuan Dao Sect also found people they knew each other well, as if they had forgotten the unpleasantness just now, and chatted with each other.

Talking about the interesting things about Zhao Guo's cultivation world, the disciples of the two schools who also listened to it opened their eyes.

For example, Wufenggu had a disciple who seduced the female disciple of the Misty Sect and made her belly bigger. The head of the Misty Sect went to Wufeng Valley to seek justice, only to bring back a baby.

For another example, some disciples of the Tiandao Sect rebelled out of the teacher's sect and worshipped the Hehuan Sect, and their better disciples secretly tasted the sweetness in the sect. One by one, they rebelled out of the sect.

Or some genius treasure was born, and finally said that the Misty Sect Taishang Taishang elder master Wuwei real person will have a birthday a few months later, and those who have made friends with them will send people to celebrate their birthdays, and so on.

After listening to Wang Lin for a long time, he gradually got a vague impression of Zhao's cultivation world. At this moment, he suddenly felt that someone was paying attention to him. When he turned his head, he saw the single water spirit root girl of Xuan Dao Sect. He smiled slightly.

Wang Lin nodded slightly, retracted his gaze, and he was secretly wary. He didn't think he had such a great charm that he could catch the attention of many disciples.

Liu Mei, as one of the best disciples of the inner sect of Xuan Dao Sect, is extremely confident in his natural charming technique. Usually in Xuan Dao Sect, few of his peers can resist, but this seemingly ordinary young man was the first to recover. A sane person, this made her a little surprised, she couldn't help but look at it a few more times, but how she looked at it, the other party was only at the third level of the Qi Condensation Stage, and there was nothing extraordinary about it.

When the elders chatted, the disciples of the two factions also looked at each other one after another, preparing for future exchanges and competitions. Most of the disciples under the Xuan Dao sect could not see their strength, as if they were covered by an invisible mist, they really cultivated. To hide it.

Wang Lin was also quite surprised. He became a little interested in Xuan Dao Sect. It was obvious that all of the opponents possessed some kind of immortal technique similar to the concealment technique, but they were obviously much better than the concealment technique.

Most of the Hengyue School disciples focused on the most conspicuous man and woman, each with their own thoughts. However, Wang Lin noticed a strange phenomenon. From the eyes of these people, they all showed a faint respect for the middle-aged man standing at the back.

After taking a deep look at the man, Wang Lin retracted his gaze and bowed his head in silence.