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"Did you hear that the second elder of the Law Enforcement Hall was torn into two outside the Law Enforcement Hall yesterday, and blood stained the sky."

"Aren't the elders all Jindan real people?"

"Who can kill a golden elixir at my Xuanbao Pavilion? Could it be that the Nascent Soul Cultivator took action?"

"Hi, tearing it in half does not mean death. And I heard that the law enforcement commander is the one who takes action. Forget it, let it go, let it go, so as not to cause trouble."

Two outer disciples were whispering in a corner of the platform. Seeing Li Qingxuan landing, they glanced at him, and then stopped the topic and hurried into the Small Sutra Pavilion together.

"The law enforcement commander attacked the second elder of the Law Enforcement Hall in public?"

Li Qingxuan looked at the backs of the two disciples with a strange expression.

If he remembers correctly, the law enforcement officer will also belong to the law enforcement hall.

It’s just that the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall are inward.

The law enforcement officer targets all hostile forces outside the Xuanbao Pavilion.

Is this a conflict within the Law Enforcement Hall?

Li Qingxuan has no affection for the internal affairs of the Law Enforcement Hall.

No matter whether it is true or false.

After hearing this news, I felt much more happy.

He smiled calmly and walked towards the small Sutra Pavilion with brisk steps.

Small Sutra Pavilion, second floor.

The crazy old man is not very good-looking. He seems to be about twenty years old, but has white hair.

He did not hide in the corner today, read the dynamic booklet, stood on the second floor pavilion, standing with his hands behind his back, with an inexplicable expression.

The mountain wind blows, and the white hair flutters.

It seems that there is a little more melancholy.

Li Qingxuan knocked on the wooden frame of the pavilion outside the building before leaving the chair beside him and sat down: "Crazy old man, what's wrong with today? He looked so angry that he was wronged?"

The crazy old man didn't even reply and sighed: "Yes, I'm wronged, Qingxuan, you said, how could one practice the cultivation of immortals be more vulgar than ordinary people?"

“Ha~”

Li Qingxuan smiled.

I thought the crazy old man was feeling sad, but I didn't expect to suddenly ask such philosophical words.

"Old man, you're obsessed with it."

"Cultivating immortals is a chance to strive for a glimmer of hope!"

"What is fighting for? Opportunities and resources must be fought for!"

"If you have more points, I will lose one point. It's okay if your cultivation is low, but if your cultivation is high, your resources are scarce. Unless you are willing to practice slowly, you have to compete with others."

Cultivating immortals is to seize the creation of all things and create a ladder for immortals.

Spiritual energy, spiritual medicine, spiritual land...

Which monk doesn't want these things?

If there are no external objects, even a cultivator with the Heavenly Spirit Root will have only 20% or 30% of the chance to break through the Nascent Soul, not to mention cultivators with other qualifications.

Don't want to die of old age.

If you don't fight, what can you do...

After hearing Li Qingxuan's words, the crazy old man was silent for a moment, shook his head, and walked down from the pavilion: "You haven't been here for several months, and suddenly came here today. Is there something to come to me, right?"

Li Qingxuan smiled and said, "Why can't you come to chat with you?"

As he said that, he threw a few books on the table: "I borrowed your books before, but now the things are returned to the original owner."

These books are some information about spiritual creatures and monsters. I borrowed them from the crazy old man before, but later I went to Linghu and forgot to return them.

"Talk me to chat?"

The crazy old man looked at Li Qingxuan disdainfully: "If it were more than a year ago, I believed it, but now, I don't."

“Why?”

Li Qingxuan asked curiously.

"Because your heart is in chaos!"

The crazy old man put away the books on the table, sat opposite Li Qingxuan, knocked on the table, calming down.

"I see that you have restrained breath and abundant magic power, but your heart is full of fire. There must be something that will make you confused.

And you are cautious in character, always easy to understand, and do not offend people easily, so what you can be confused about is that you want to choose a certain force to join."

He smiled and said, "You are a person with ideas. You were valued by Wu Cai before. You should have thoughts and planned to join the Danding Hall. But because of something, you are struggling with it now, so you choose to come to me and want me to give you advice."

After saying that, the crazy old man looked at Li Qingxuan with a profound meaning.

Li Qingxuan:...

He now regrets coming to find the crazy old man.

People become monsters with old age.

He is talking about it.

Li Qingxuan remained silent, with admiration in his eyes: "Awesome, hey, I was planning to break through the ninth level of Qi Refining, so I went to participate in the assessment of the Danding Hall. But a few days ago, the third elder of the Danding Hall was killed, old man, do you know?"

The crazy old man took out a cup of hot tea from the storage bag and took a sip. He asked slowly: "I guess this is the case, what's wrong? The third elder's reaction afterwards made you feel disappointed?"

Li Qingxuan nodded.

"From the small to see the big, and from the small to see the small to know."

"Aren't we, the unfounded outer disciples, choose to join various forces just to find a backer to practice more peacefully?"

"As a result, in the Danding Hall, even the introductory disciples who build foundations are so disrespectful. If we Qi Refining disciples enter, we are afraid that they will not be valued."

Maybe it was a sentence from Li Qingxuan that touched the crazy old man.

He put down the teacup and opened his mouth to speak, but stopped again.

In fact, his previous sadness also arose because of this incident.

Queyue's death involves the Nether Corpse Cult.

The three elders of the Danding Hall all chose to turn a blind eye.

As a result, the people in the law enforcement hall took the wrong medicine and wanted to force his son to take people out for investigation.

His son had a bad temper and domineering temper. He took action directly and severely injured an elder of Jindan.

As a result, the atmosphere inside the Law Enforcement Hall is now very tense and is about to break out.

But at this time.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor inside the sect had no intention of coming forward.

The storm is coming.

The crazy old man was silent for a moment, sighed and said slowly: "The death of the disciple of the Danding Hall is not as simple as the surface, and I will not be convenient for you to tell you the details."

He paused and continued, "Anyway, the Danding Hall is not bad for a qi-refining disciple like you, you don't have to take much care of it."

When Li Qingxuan heard this, he shook his head: "Forget it, I am lazy and can't stand it. Old man, which courtyard is the most leisurely and peaceful in our Xuanbao Pavilion?"

His consideration was not convenient to tell the truth, so he had to find this excuse.

After hearing Li Qingxuan's explanation, the crazy old man nodded in agreement: "It's good to have little things. The old man can live for so long because he has no worries. Unfortunately, the Sutra Pavilion is an important place, so you will definitely not be able to get in."

He thought to himself: "The Fuyuan Courtyard has a heavy task, and the inside of the Beast Courtyard is too chaotic..."

"By the way!"

The crazy old man slapped the table: "There is a place that is very good."

"where?"

"Carriage!"

The crazy old man explained: "I am a businessman in Xuanbao Pavilion, so I signed a cooperation treaty with many forces. I have a lot of minerals under my name and a lot of foreign acquisition resources. Therefore, although the Logistics Institute is not famous and has no good fortune, it has always been stable because of this."

"And the logistics institute is short of people. If you want to go in, you probably just need to register."

After saying that, the crazy old man stopped talking and picked up the teacup and started drinking.

Now, the internal storm is coming, and no matter which force is in danger, it cannot escape.

On the contrary, the Logistics Court, a clear yamen, serves the various yards and halls, has now become a safe haven.

He has a good impression of Li Qingxuan.

The advice given is quite pertinent.
To be continued...