The western border, the city of the sky.

This is one of the largest cities in the western border, with streets and alleys covered with spider webs.

The streets are bustling with people. The two most prosperous streets in the main city cross over, evenly dividing the Duankong City into four parts, which is also the most lively place in the entire city.

Duankong City is a rare city in the Three Thousand Worlds, and the sect is located in the city.

The northwest part of the city, divided into four parts by two main streets, is the location of Duankongmen.

Compared to the bustling atmosphere of the other three places, this place seems much quieter.

Under the eaves, there are many disciples of Duankong Sect walking together from time to time.

Most of the disciples who walked with each other were wearing clothes of the same color and were quite familiar with each other. However, when they met other disciples in the sect, their attitudes would be much colder.

At this time, five disciples wearing the same dark green robe hurried into the Duankong Gate gate.

"Are you back?" Shortly after they entered the gate, someone greeted them, "How is it? Junior Brother Qiao Ran, have you found something?"

The youngest and most handsome disciple among the five disciples bowed to the other party: "Hello, senior brother."

He paused and said, "I found some situations."

"Oh?" the disciple asked, "Let me tell me."

"Senior brother, we must meet Master first." Qiao Ran smiled slightly at the man. His smile was gentle and polite, making people unable to get angry at all.

The person who greeted him looked up and down at Qiao Ran, sneered, turned around and left with several fellow disciples.

"Junior Brother Qiao." said the young cultivator on Qiao Ran's left: "You said we..."

Qiao Ran made a gesture to silence him: "Senior brother, let's go see your master first."

The five people nodded silently and walked quickly to the depths of the sect.

Duankongmen already occupies one-quarter of Duankong City.

But only those who enter here will find that this place looks much bigger than outside.

Qiao Ran and his men walked slowly, and it took almost a stick of incense to reach the depths of the sect.

There is a green bamboo forest. As soon as you step into it, you will feel cool and feel like you are silenced inside.

In the middle of the bamboo forest is a bamboo house built along the way.

The bamboo house is simple and has no extra fancy except for its spacious look.

"Master." Qiao Ran stood outside the bamboo house and respectfully saluted the bamboo house with several senior brothers, "Disciple Qiao Ran."

The bamboo forest was quiet for a moment, and a "creak" sound was slight, and the middle-aged man in a dark blue robe pushed the door out.

The man looked about forty years old, with a robe casually draped over his shoulders, a few strands of hair hanging on his temples, deep eyes, and extremely handsome.

His eyes faintly swept over his five disciples and asked, "How?"

Several people hurriedly bowed to the middle-aged man again, and Qiao Ran stepped forward and reported: "Master, disciples and others went to the East Realm this time and found out that the fellow Taoist Meng Qi and Meng were from Qingfeng Valley, located next to Qingfeng Town. It is a very small sect in the East Realm. The sect leader only has the ability to cultivate Jindan."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his brow frowned slightly: "The leader of the sect in the Jindan stage?"

"Yes." Qiao Ran's tone still sounded very calm, "Qingfeng Valley is just a small sect. Qingfeng Town is located at the intersection of the Demon Realm and the Three Thousand Worlds. There are very few residents and there are not many disciples in the sect. They mainly focus on practicing Qi and building foundations. Medical practitioners are only slightly better in the eastern realm than in the southern realm. After the disciples of Qingfeng Valley leave the sect, most of them return to the town and practice medicine as ordinary doctors."

"Yes." The middle-aged man responded softly.

"A few months ago, fellow Taoist Meng left Qingfeng Valley. Fentian Palace invited her, but fellow Taoist Meng refused the kindness of the young master of Fentian Palace. He has no sect or sect yet and has not joined any sect."

"Young Master of the Fentian Palace?" The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, "Chu Tianfeng?"

Chu Tianfeng is barely considered outstanding among the younger generation of cultivators.

As for the Burning Heaven Palace, it can be ranked among the top ten in the eastern boundary.

Until now, the middle-aged man nodded slightly and said to Qiao Ran: "Continue."

"Yes." Qiao Ran continued: "This year's medical practice meeting was in Xingluo City. At that time, the ones who were with her were Su Junmo and another young bansheep cultivator in red, named Sikong Xing."

"Sikong... should be from the Red Fox race." The middle-aged man nodded casually, not caring too much about Sikongxing.

"Will Su Junmo be with her?" The corners of his lips suddenly raised faintly, and a sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "Xue Chuan has always wanted to marry this envoy of the demon world and marry their genius little princess of the Xue family to Su Junmo. Haha--"

When he spoke, except Qiao Ran, the remaining four disciples all lowered their heads, looked at their noses, and looked at their noses, making them very well-behaved and quiet.

At this time, when the man heard the sneer, the hands hanging down beside him were slightly tightened.

Even if the most favored little princess of the Xue family is, if the master wants to...

The middle-aged man was standing next to the railing outside the bamboo house, and gently tapped the railing with slender fingers a few times: "Continue."

"Fellow Daoist Meng went to Xingluo City with Su Junmo and Sikong Xing, where she participated in the medical practice ceremony. She was also the first medical practitioner to pass the test of Xinglin in thousands of years." Qiao Ran said: "The disciples under the third uncle in the sect participated in the test of Xinglin barrier. They also talked to Fellow Daoist Meng and fought side by side."

"I know." The man replied casually, "I've asked them."

"I asked my friends who were in Xingluo City that day. It is said that at the end of that day, the sky above the Xingluo Forest seemed like a mirror. Tens of thousands of medical practitioners in the four realms, including the hosts of the ten major sects of medical practice, and the younger generation of disciples, all watched fellow Taoist Meng pass the test with their own eyes."

Qiao Ran paused: "Fellow Daoist Meng was personally admitted by Senior Lin Yan, a great doctor in the ancient Xuan Realm, and was her friend."

This incident has spread throughout the four realms.

The medical practice ceremony had just ended in the few days, and Qiao Ran and others could hear discussions wherever they went.

The same is true in the sky outside and in the sky.

The ancient Xuan Realm doctor appeared in the world, which is a big deal for the entire Three Thousand Worlds.

Especially Lin Yan, the last great doctor in the medical practice, this genius medical practitioner who was expected to become a great doctor in the realm and even became an immortal in one step, personally recognized Meng Qi as a friend.

This alone shocked many people.

Qiao Ran followed his master to the Tianwaitian Tianzi Auction Store.

Those sect leaders or old men who were also considered to be intimidating the side were all talking about Meng Qi at that time, and...

What benefits did Meng Qi get from Xinglin?

Although Qiao Ran’s master, the middle-aged man Ling Ji, had heard this more than once, the corners of his lips still softened slowly, and even his voice was gentler than before: “I already know this.”

"When my disciple was in Xingluo City, someone from the southern world came to find the disciples in the sect. After the disciple asked someone to investigate, he realized that the man in black who was following fellow Taoist Meng was the little disciple of the leader of the Yanyun Ding Sect in the Southern World. When he passed the tribulation, he became a demon and fell into the eastern world. For some reason, he followed fellow Taoist Meng."

"Dark Cloud Peak..." Ling Ji's slender fingers tapped on the bamboo railing a few more times, "The sects with dual sword skills can enter the top three in the southern realm."

"Yes." Qiao Ran said respectfully: "Fellow Daoist Meng somehow fell into the Falling Star Sea. This future sect leader of the Dark Cloud Peak, the young master of the Fentian Palace, Su Junmo and Sikong Xing, and..."

He said: "Xue Chengxuan, the eldest son of the Xue family, Li Che from Canghai Academy, and Xu Zijun from Xingluo Pavilion should all be with fellow Taoist Meng."

"It's not enough." Ling Ji said lightly: "It's indeed the best among the younger generation, but it's not enough to just want to get out of the sea of ​​fallen stars."

Qiao Ran didn't say anything more.

He lowered his eyes and happened to see the hem of the master's robe.

The green robe has already looked a little old because it has been worn for many years.

The man wearing him obviously didn't care about these things, and no one would care whether Ling Ji's clothes were old or new.

Because no matter who it is, as long as you hear the name Ling Ji of Duankong Sect, the first thing you think of is always his sword.

"Has the hall turned out to be a quarrel?" Ling Ji asked lightly.

Qiao Ran pondered for a moment and said, "Not yet."

He paused and said, "Master said that although when the Master passed away ten years ago, those who vowed to avenge their masters were qualified to take the position of the master. However, in this extraordinary period, when the sects can regain their ancient power, if they still form their own formations, the sects will only miss this opportunity."

Qiao Ran thought for a while and said, "When the disciple left, the hall was entangled about this time. The disciple returned to Duankong City today. When the senior brother said that the hall was still arguing about this matter."

"Yes." Ling Ji replied casually.

He knocked on the bamboo railing again, and the thick yellow bamboo pole made a "control" sound. In this quiet and picturesque bamboo forest, the sound could be heard far away.

Ling Ji asked again: "What do the elders of the Medical Cultivation Alliance say?"

"They never had a dispute with the sword cultivator and the Dharma cultivator sect. They didn't say much this time, just said that if they found fellow Taoist Meng, they would naturally give Duankong Sect an explanation."

"Ha——" Ling Ji's laughter became more and more sarcastic: "It's not that they gave us an explanation. They spent thousands of years and could not break the secret of the Xinglin. They were actually given the greatest benefit in the Xinglin by a small Jindan practitioner who had no choice but to get the greatest benefit."

"Meng Qi fell into the sea of ​​falling stars, maybe..." He tilted his head slightly, put his hands in the bamboo house behind his back, and walked out of the bamboo forest, "...it's not a bad thing."

Qiao Ran and the others hurriedly followed.

In addition to him, the other four disciples looked at each other.

Falling into the sea of ​​fallen stars, isn’t this famous and evil place in the Three Realms a bad thing?

If you can't even hold your life, is it meaningful to talk about other things?

But they didn't dare to say anything, but just followed Ling Ji silently and walked towards the main hall of the sect with Qiao Ran.

There were many disciples of Duankong Sect standing in the square outside the main hall.

Before Qiao Ran and others could reach the hall, they could hear a "rumbling" sound from inside.

They knew that this was a debate among the powerful people above Dongxu.

Disciples like them who have insufficient cultivation cannot hear clearly what they are saying, and can only hear such thunderous sounds.

The disciples in the square outside the hall saw Qiao Ran and his party, especially Ling Ji, who was walking in front, and they opened their eyes wide in surprise.

Several disciples who were closer were already saluting Ling Ji quickly: "Uncle Ling."

"Uncle Ling."

"Mr. Ling Chen'an."

...

For a moment, the square was filled with voices of greetings.
To be continued...