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Chapter 636

 Mu Changge said calmly: "After Qiyao Sect was destroyed, Qiyao's son escaped and became a rogue cultivator with no family or sect.

They began to snatch resources everywhere, and the reputation was very bad. I guess they have been targeting you since you took photos of Tianzhu flowers at the auction."

"Qi Yao Technique is quite interesting," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"I will discuss this matter with the senior leaders of the sect. You can just prepare for the Jiuxiao Festival in the past few days," Mu Changge nodded and said.

After everyone had walked for a while, they saw Jiang Changsheng and Ye Kai rushing towards them anxiously with a gray-haired old man.

Presumably, the two of them moved in as reinforcements.

The aura of this white-haired old man's whole body is very strong, long and continuous, endless.

It puts a lot of pressure on people. The old man is wearing a white robe with several white clouds embroidered on it.

From the outside, the old man looked no different from ordinary people. His face was full of ravines left by the years, except for his bright eyes, which flashed from time to time.

"He is the ancestor of our Taixiao Peak," Ye Xuan said at the side when she saw the old man's appearance.

Xu Zimo looked in the direction where the old man was walking, and he knew that this old man was one of the few remaining ancestors in Taixiao Peak.

Also the predecessor’s grandfather, Lin Jue Mi.

"Grandpa," Xu Zimo greeted.

"Qiu'er, are you all okay?" Lin Juemie breathed a sigh of relief and asked quickly.

"It's okay, it was Elder Mu who saved us," Xu Zimo replied.

Lin Juemie looked at Mu Changge, smiled, and said, "The Mu family boy is very good, he has the demeanor of your father back then."

"Changge has met Master Lin," Mu Changge greeted respectfully.

Although the Jiuxiao Holy Sect is much more powerful than the current Emperor Sect, they are members of the same lineage after all, and many people are still called according to their seniority.

Of course, there are also some people from the main clan who look down on people from the branch clan, and there is nothing we can do about it.

"Grandpa," Lin Feng next to him screamed miserably, as if he wanted to show off his misfortune, and he almost cried when he saw the aggrieved expression on his face.

“A man is a true man and stands upright.

As the emperor's son of Taixiao, there is nothing to cry about," Lin Juemie frowned and scolded.

Lin Feng quickly stopped his expression, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Boy from the Mu family, although you are younger than me, you are from the main clan after all. To show my dignity, I will call you Elder Mu," Lin Juemie said.

"Uncle Lin, it's up to you," Mu Changge smiled and said nonchalantly.

"Are you the only one in the Jiuxiao event sent by the main clan to supervise this time?" Lin Juemie asked again.

"In addition to me, there is Elder Qin. He is probably arriving soon. I came early because of some personal matters," Mu Changge said with a smile.

"Who is Elder Qin?" Lin Juemie was still inquiring about the news.

"Qin Hansheng," Mu Changge replied with a smile.

"How could it be him?" Lin Juemie frowned slightly, then shook his head.

While everyone was chatting, they had already rushed back to the Jiuxiao Emperor Sect in the afternoon.

When everyone just returned to the Jiuxiao Emperor Sect, they saw a large number of people at the door ready to greet them from a distance.

"It's really lively. The peak masters of the Nine Meridians of our Nine Heavens Emperor Sect are here," Jiang Changsheng said from the side.

Xu Zimo turned around and saw that the mountain gate was occupied by almost nine long lines.

Among them, although the costumes between the nine veins are similar, the colors are obviously different.

White, black, red, blue, purple, gold, green, gray, cyan.

The nine colors are particularly eye-catching in front of the mountain gate of Jiuxiao Emperor Sect. The mountain peaks are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the robes rustle with the wind.

When everyone saw the arrival of Mu Changge, Chang Qing, the peak master of Shenxiao Peak, stepped forward and smiled, saying, "Welcome Elder Mu to Jiuxiao Emperor Sect."

"Master Chang, you're welcome. We are of the same origin, and I hope more geniuses can be discovered. How great is my Jiuxiao Sect.

This is everyone’s honor,” Mu Changge said modestly.

"Elder Mu, is Beggar okay with the main clan?" Wang Yuntian, the peak leader of Bixiao Peak, asked with a smile.

"Master Qi Nephew is one of the candidates for the Holy Son. He has been practicing hard. I don't know much about him," Mu Changge said.

Hearing this, the people around him were a little envious.

Usually when people from a separate clan go to the main clan, they are suppressed at every turn, and in the end they have no choice but to live under the influence of others.

As for Wang Qi, the emperor's son of Bixiao Peak, he entered the Jiuxiao Holy Sect hundreds of years ago and was well-known far and wide. He single-handedly carved his own way in this huge Holy Sect.

Now he has become one of the candidates for the Holy Son.

You must know that once you become a Holy Son, you will basically lock in the identity of the leader's trainee.

Next to them, other peak masters from Zixiao, Danxiao and Yuxiao also stepped forward to trap them.

After all, whether you can join the main clan in the end depends not only on your performance at the Jiuxiao Festival, but also on the people in front of you.

"Elder Mu, we have completed preparations for the Jiuxiao Grand Meeting and it will be held in three days.

You can come and stay at Bixiaofeng for the next few days," Wang Yuntian next to me suggested.

"We at Shenxiao Peak have prepared a residence for Elder Mu. Elder Mu can also go and have a look," Chang Qing also said at the side.

Seeing these peak masters scrambling for the first place, Mu Changge sighed in his heart.

No wonder the Jiuxiao Emperor Sect has been declining more and more in recent years. Not only has the nine branches within the sect been divided, but the people in power also look like this.

"I'd better go to Taixiao Peak to rest. I've already promised Uncle Lin on the way," Mu Changge said with a calm smile.

"Taixiao Peak," everyone glanced at Lin Juemie and Lin Beisheng, wondering in their hearts.

But now that Mu Changge had spoken, they naturally did not dare to refute and could only say a few polite words.

As Taixiao Peak is the bottom among the Nine Heavens, in fact not many people pay attention to it. If there is a war between the Nine Meridians, I am afraid that Taixiao Peak will be the first to be destroyed.

After all, weakness is the original sin.

Everyone invited Mu Changge into the sect. The dinner prepared by Jiumai had been prepared, and the entire Jiuxiao Emperor Sect was filled with joy.

Naturally, juniors like Xu Zimo received much less attention.

"With such elders, no wonder the people in your clan are so unpromising," Hong Ziling said disdainfully from the side.

"I agree with this statement. If it weren't for the support of the Jiuxiao Holy Sect in recent years, I'm afraid that within a few hundred years, our Jiuxiao Emperor Sect would have fallen below the threshold of the Emperor Sect," Jiang Changsheng replied seriously from the side.

"I don't care what's going on here. After all, I'm just a passerby in this world," Xu Zimo said with a chuckle.

"What kind of passerby? What he said is so profound," Jiuyou replied from the side.

"How confident are you about this Jiuxiao event?" Hong Ziling asked from the side.

"How sure are you? You probably don't know my reputation yet," Xu Zimo smiled.

He said: "Go to Taixiao Peak and ask about the word Lin Qiu, and you will understand."


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