"Hmph, Xuandao Sect always acts like this. It doesn't have a mountain-protecting spirit beast to bully me. His grandmother, if you have the chance, you must kill this spirit beast and let them show off again!" Another uncle stared at the centipede and said in a low voice.

The head snorted coldly, and a purple sword light shot out from him instantly, shaking in the sky, suddenly became larger, and finally turned into a purple dragon, coiled over the Hengyue Sect, roaring at the centipede.

The Thousand-Lead Centipede stopped immediately and did not dare to step forward. At this time, a long smile came from the centipede.

"The Purple Mountain Immortal Sword of Fellow Huanglong is rumored to contain dragon souls. Now it seems that it is true. Fellow Daoist, the 20-year deadline is here again. If I win again this time, your Hengyue Sect must keep your promise. Not only will you take out the 137 magic weapons that I snatched from my Xuandao Sect back then! You also have to give 200 flying swords as a plea!"

The head of the sect looked as usual, and he could not see his joy or anger. He said calmly: "Fellow Daoyang, if the Xuandao Sect wins this time, the promises made by the past will naturally be as they wish. But if you lose, don't be reluctant to give it to your Xuandao Sect's technique of controlling the spirit beast!"

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

The Thousand-Legged Centipede then began to move forward slowly. After wandering around the Hengyue Sect, she slowly fell down. The inner disciples involuntarily retreated far away and gave up a piece of open space.

The uncles frowned and glared at their disciples.

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

The Xuandao Sect's people have men and women, and I don't know if it's to make the Hengyue Sect angry, and they know that there are few purple-clothed disciples in Hengyue Sect, so all of them are wearing purple-clothed ones. In addition, what makes all the inner disciples of Hengyue Sect lit up is that these people, both men and women, are handsome, handsome, and beautiful, very eye-catching.

Especially the man and woman at the front, the man is very handsome and full of masculinity. His sleeves are fluttering, his long hair is flying in the breeze, his back is tied with a sword, and his sword spears are flying, which makes him look heroic and heroic! He completely fascinated several female disciples among the inner disciples.

The woman was dressed in purple, with a beautiful appearance, beautiful hair like a waterfall, phoenix eyes and cherry lips, and her beautiful eyes showed a moving meaning. Even Wang Lin couldn't help but his heart beat a little faster after seeing it. He was shocked and looked at the woman with a deep meaning, and quickly tightened his mind.

Seeing that all the disciples under his sect showed obsession, some of the elders couldn't see it, and they were angry and shouted in a low voice: "When did Xuandao Sect practice this kind of ninth-rate charming technique? It's too despicable!"

This low shout immediately woke all the inner disciples, and they all showed shock.

One of the three old men laughed and said, "This is Daoxu Zhenren, I, Qin Gulei, please take a closer look. These two disciples of my family have not practiced any charming skills, but are born with a single water spiritual root. I see that none of the disciples of your Hengyue Sect have such spiritual roots. They are all full of five elements. No wonder you can't see it with fellow Taoist."

All the elders of the Hengyue Sect had a gloomy face. After a long time, the head of the sect, Huang Long, looked as usual, without leaving any traces to break the topic and said, "My fellow Taoists of Xuandao Sect, let's take a break in my sect first, and after three days, formal communication, can I do it?"

Old Man Ouyang nodded and smiled, saying, "It's great. My Xuandao Sect and Zun Sect have been in contact for many years. For these exchanges, although each has its own bargaining chips, don't be harmed by the harm of harmony."

Among the many elders in the Hengyue Sect, an old man walked out. He had many wrinkles on his face and looked quite listless. He chuckled and said to the old man Ouyang: "Fellow Daoist Ouyang, I haven't seen him for twenty years, but still remember his old friend?"

Old Man Ouyang laughed and said, "I just saw you, old guy, Fellow Daoist Song, I will drink the fine wine you brewed again this time. 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 that you, Old Man Ouyang, are so scary when you drink wine. There are not many jars enough."

As the two of them said, the other two old men from Xuandao Sect also found people they knew each other, as if they had forgotten the unpleasantness they had just now and started chatting with each other.

Speaking of interesting stories about the cultivation world of Zhao State, the disciples of the two sects were very eye-opening.

For example, Wufeng Valley produced a disciple who seduced the female disciple of the Piaomiao Sect and made the other person's belly bigger. The head of Piaomiao Sect killed Wufeng Valley to seek justice, but eventually brought back a baby.

For example, a disciple of the Tiandao Sect betrayed and went out of the master sect and joined the Hehuan Sect. The disciples in the sect all secretly tasted the sweetness. One by one, they all rebeled from the master sect. The angry elders of the Tiandao Sect issued a sect pursuit order.

Or some genius earth treasure was born, and finally, the Supreme Elder of the Piaomiao Sect, Wuwei, the master of the Jiedan stage, had a birthday several months later. Friends from various sects sent people to celebrate their birthdays, etc.

After listening for a long time, Wang Lin gradually had a vague impression of the cultivation world of Zhao State. At this moment, he suddenly felt someone paying attention to him. When he turned his head, he saw that the single girl with water spirit roots from Xuandao Sect smiled at him.

Wang Lin nodded slightly, withdrew his gaze, and was secretly alert in his heart. He didn't think he had such great charm and could attract attention from many disciples.

As the best disciple of the Xuandao Sect, Liu Mei is very confident in her natural charm. In the Xuandao Sect, few of her peers can resist, but this seemingly ordinary young man was the first to recover his mind. This surprised her a little, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances. However, no matter how she looked, the other party was just the third level of the Qi Condensation Period, without any extraordinaryness.

While the elders were chatting, the disciples of the two sects looked at each other and prepared for future exchanges and competitions. Most of the disciples under the Xuandao Sect could not see their strength, as if they were covered by an invisible fog, hiding their true cultivation.

Wang Lin was also quite surprised and became interested in Xuandao Sect. The other party obviously had some kind of immortal technique similar to concealment techniques, but it was obviously much more intelligent than concealment techniques.

Most of the disciples of Hengyue Sect focused on the most conspicuous man and woman, and each had their own thoughts. However, Wang Lin noticed a strange phenomenon. From the eyes of these people, they seemed to show a hint of respect to the middle-aged man standing at the back.
Chapter completed!