Qinglinfang.

In front of Hexin Building.

A flying boat flew from the distant sky and landed smoothly in the open space in front of Hexin Building.

As soon as the flying boat stopped, two monks, one on the left and one on the right, gently landed on the ground carrying a skinny old man who looked to be at least seventy or eighty years old.

After landing, the two released their hands holding the old man's armpits.

The old man standing alone immediately relaxed his back, looking frail due to old age.

He squinted his eyes slightly and looked up at the three words "Hexin Tower" that were brightly written on the plaque.

He murmured: "It's really Hexin Tower...ahem."

As he spoke, he coughed several times uncontrollably, and his back bent even lower.

The man next to him glanced sideways at him, and did not criticize the old guy's over-deliberate show-off. He just said: "Let's go."

Soon, a group of three people entered Hexin Building.

The old man walked in the middle, escorted by two monks on the left and right.

Walking in the corridor of Hexin Building, the old man looked around, looking confused and anxious.

After walking a few steps, he looked at a monk on the left, his sincere tone almost pleading:

"Senior, we are also here at Hexin Building. Now you should tell me why you went to such great lengths to bring me, an old man, here, right?"

He, an old man in his seventies or eighty, calls a man in his early thirties his senior. It seems very strange, but this is the common practice in the spiritual world.

Everything starts with practice.

Even if the man is too young to be called a grandson to the old man, as a foundation-building monk, he can fully bear being called a senior by an old man who only has the ninth level of Qi training.

The man glanced at him and reassured him:

"You will know the specific reason soon, so don't worry too much.

You might as well think about it this way, if we really want to go against you, do we still need to go to such trouble?"

That's true.

Although he did not get a real "antidote", the old man's mood calmed down a little.

At this moment, the monk who had just spoken to comfort him stopped in front of a door.

"arrive."

Pushing open the door, you will find a room that is neither big nor small and looks quite ordinary.

The old man's eyes quickly scanned the room, and soon fell on the heads of more than a dozen old men.

And just when his eyes fell on these old men, their eyes fell on him almost at the same time.

After seeing him, an old man with a missing tooth immediately grinned and shouted:

"Lao Li, you're here too, hurry up, hurry up, why are you still hanging around, come in quickly!"

As he spoke, he raised his right arm, which was thinner than a bamboo pole, and greeted him vigorously, with an excitement of "Come here quickly, we have good things waiting for you here."

The old man who was called Lao Li paused for a moment, then strode towards the room.

As soon as he entered the room, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly turned around and saw that the door had been closed quietly behind him.

His expression changed, and he stepped forward to open the door, but no matter how hard he tried, the door did not change at all.

"Lao Li, stop fussing. You can't open it. If you have time, you might as well come over and chat with us."

The old man turned around and looked at these old guys fiercely: "Are you cheating on me?"

"How can this be called a trap? Or, if I don't call you, you don't have to come in?

I’m trying to save you a lot of trouble, you know?”

The gap-toothed old man who waved to him said casually.

The old man known as Lao Li opened his mouth and found that he had no way to argue, so he stopped fussing around at the door.

Moreover, the panic and uneasiness in his heart inexplicably diminished a lot after seeing his old friends in this room.

As long as I am not the only one who suffers, it seems that this "sin" will not be so difficult to accept.

He strode over, found a deserted seat, and sat down casually.

There is still a slight hunchback and frail look to him, which means that he can still eat and kill without arousing suspicion.

"What's going on in Hexin Building? How come we, the old guys, who are waiting to die, are all here together?"

"Are you asking me? I still want to find someone to ask!"

"Why are you so anxious? It's clear that things will be revealed soon, so why are you so anxious?

I'm not in a hurry, I just watch to see what tricks they are doing!"

"...Okay, what were you talking about just now?"

"Let's talk about spiritual practice."

"You guys... haven't given up yet?

Aren’t the lessons from the old song enough?

I'm a lot older, but I still don't believe in evil. What's the result?!

So fully prepared, I even prepared three high-quality foundation-building pills, but what was the result?

It hadn't officially started yet, and before the first Foundation-Building Pill was swallowed in the mouth, the old and withered meridians were already unbearable and were broken every inch.

If you die without peace of mind, why bother!"

These words were like a basin of ice water pouring down from everyone's heads. For a moment, everyone looked dazed and unmotivated.

After a long time, an old man sighed sadly: "Hey, I wish I could be a few years younger."

Everyone was silent.

…

In the center of another room separated by a wall, there is a formation that projects everything in the next room exactly as it is.

A group of monks sat around the room, concentrating on watching this group of old men who were all stuck at the ninth level of Qi training chatting about everyday things, feeling sad to themselves.

Some people used photo stones to record everything from all angles.

At this moment, the door opened and a group of people walked in.

Six people including Xuan Min, the master of the Alchemy Hall, Xuan Xu, the master of the Talisman Palace, Xuan Qing, the master of the Spirit Control Hall, Xuan Zhi, the master of the Miscellaneous Hall, Xuan Ye, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, and Xuan Lin, the master of the Deacon Hall, entered the house one after another.

Although he had expected it, after seeing the person clearly, the current owner of Hexin Building, a middle-aged man, couldn't help but trembled and quickly stood up to greet him.

Xuan Lin asked: "What useful information can be captured from their conversations?"

The middle-aged man shook his head:

"No...someone just said some unpleasant words, and now they have no interest in chatting anymore.

Even if I keep waiting, I think I won't gain anything.

How about I arrange for someone to go over and ask directly?"

Xuan Lin shook his head and said: "There's no rush, just wait."

As he spoke, he paused and explained:

"There are still some key people who have not arrived, because these people are on the front line of the outer ring. It will take more time to pick them up. They are all on their way back now."

The middle-aged man nodded and said nothing more.

Therefore, a group of such a group of big shots who could make the entire Qingxuan Territory tremble quietly if they randomly picked up a group of old guys at the ninth level of Qi training who were "living and waiting to die" continued to output all kinds of things.

Such negative energy.

During this period, new elderly people entered the house one after another.

I don't know how long it took, but as messages flew into the room one after another, everyone's spirits suddenly cheered up.

Soon, several spaceships sailing into Qinglinfang from different directions arrived in front of Hexin Tower almost at the same time.

Figures swept out of the spaceship one by one and landed in front of the gate of Hexin Building.

People coming out of different spaceships were a little surprised when they saw each other.

"Are you here too?"

"You're here too!"

The biggest difference between these people and the old people in the house is that they are younger, and many of them have foundation-building skills.

At this moment, a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties escaped from the spaceship on his arm with a woman who looked to be in her early forties and landed at the back of the crowd.

In the crowd, a young man immediately shouted excitedly: "Teacher, teacher!"

He shouted and hurriedly came up to meet him.
To be continued...