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Chapter 270 Apology Tea

On the bustling streets, everyone stood on both sides and did not dare to block the middle of the road, let alone stand in front of the beautiful figure.

The one who was the leader of Lingxu Sect, had no expression on her face and kowtowed in three steps, ignoring the noise and whispers around her.

"What is the Lord Lingxu doing!?"

"I think... she is apologizing to the sword cultivator who is staying in the Ye clan."

"Oh! That's probably it. If Lingxu Sect hadn't offended that sword cultivator, the sect location would not have been sold."

"I am worthy of being a foundation-building powerhouse. I can pick it up and let it go. Such apologies will give the senior sword cultivator enough face. I think this grudge can be resolved."

"I was wondering a few days ago whether Lingxu Sect would be disbanded. I really didn't expect it...ah..."

The Lingxu Sect Master seemed to be unable to hear these discussions, and he bowed his head in three steps towards the Ye tribe.

"Wen Xiu, is what they said true? Master Lingxu is going to apologize to the senior sword cultivator?"

"It should...that's the case."

Ye Wenxiu was not sure, "Apart from that, I can't think of any reason to let the foundation-building power lay down."

A Ye clan nodded slightly: "That's true. If the Lingxu Sect Master does not apologize and resolve this grudge, he may be killed by senior Jian Cultivation one day. She is right to do this."

The patriarchs of the three major immortal cultivating families also received the message and brought people to him. When they saw the Lingxu Sect Master kowtowing in three steps, each of them showed a strange look.

Looking back at the beginning, the Lord Lingxu's position in Lingxu City was so transcendent. Because she was not old when she was promoted to the foundation building, even if Lord Lingxu faced her, she would give her three respect.

"The three elders of Lingxu Sect are also nearby."

The Xu clan leader whispered.

The patriarch of Zhou looked at the patriarch of Ye: "Do you want to notify the senior?"

"I'll just go, let's follow and see what's going on."

The Ye tribe leader turned around and left.

"This old guy is so good at seizing the opportunity!"

The Xu clan leader and the Zhou clan leader looked at each other.

I always feel that my mind is half a beat slower than the Ye clan leader, and I am very dissatisfied.

Ye Mansion.

The Ye clan leader hurried to Fang Chen's courtyard. Seeing Fang Chen sitting opposite Master Qing He and drinking tea, he walked a few steps and stood beside Fang Chen and whispered:

"Senior, the Lord Lingxu has appeared. He is kowtowing in three steps at this moment, as if he is walking towards us."

Master Qinghe was slightly stunned.

What is the Lord Lingxu doing? Is he apologizing?

She looked a little strange and hurriedly looked at Fang Chen, wanting to see what Fang Chen's attitude was.

Unexpectedly, Fang Chen closed his eyes and did not move, and did not make any sound.

The courtyard suddenly became very silent.

The Ye clan leader thought he had said something wrong, and his expression changed slightly, and he quickly thought about whether there was any collision between what he said just now.

After more than ten breaths, a faint light suddenly surged from Fang Chen's body. Before the two of them could react, a terrifying sword intent swept out.

The two were closest to Fang Chen, and they felt the horror of this sword intent.

As the twelve-level Yip Refining Clan leader, he was even stiff and cold all over and could not move at all.

Master Qinghe was even more unbearable. In just one breath, some cold sweat had already oozed out of his forehead!

Just as this sword intent was about to be eliminated and spread outside the courtyard, Fang Chen's eyes opened!

A flash of splendor flashed across the gray-white pupils, and the terrifying sword intent instantly collected and returned to the body.

The little sword woke up.

Its awakening this time really brought a lot of surprises to Fang Chen. He felt that his sword body was several times stronger than before!

Now facing the middle stage of foundation building, he is confident that he can handle it easily and no longer needs to use the Supreme Sword Sutra of the Eight Desolate Immortals.

As the sword intent was collected, the pressure from the Ye clan leader and Master Qing He disappeared instantly. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

"What a terrible sword intent!"

The Ye clan leader was secretly afraid.

In the situation just now, any mortal came over and could stab him to death with one sword, the twelve level of Qi Refining who was unable to move.

"You just said that the Lord Lingxu was kowtowing at the Ye clan in three steps?"

Fang Chen looked at the Ye clan leader and said with a faint smile.

The Ye clan leader nodded quickly: "That's right, I think she is going to apologize to her senior."

Just then, a noise suddenly came from outside the Ye Mansion.

Fang Chen smiled, got up and walked out of the yard.

The Ye tribe leader hurriedly followed.

Master Qinghe sat in place without moving. Fang Chen had already told her not to show up during this period.

Because Xia Xuanji had seen her, if Xia Xuanji saw that Master Qinghe was also there, he would immediately guess Fang Chen's identity.

Outside Ye Mansion.

The leader of Lingxu was unable to get up. When the monks watching the fun around him saw this scene, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Faced with the sword cultivator with great means, even the leader of Lingxu who was so arrogant at the time could only put down his figure and beg for mercy.

"I really apologize to that senior sword cultivator."

"Nonsense, in Lingxu City, there is only that sword cultivator who deserves the bowing of the head of the Lingxu Sect Master in three steps."

The crowd whispered.

The Xu clan leader and Zhou clan leader were also looking at the crowd, but the two did not come forward to get involved in the matter.

At the same time, the three elders and the three had already arrived behind the Lingxu Sect Master and knelt down together.

The monks of Lingxu Sect were kneeling with them.

Xia Xuanji stood in the crowd and looked at this scene with a smile, looking calm and confident.

"If I could become a sword cultivator, maybe one day I could have the style of my senior."

In the crowd, Ye Wenxiu looked at the scene in front of him, and his determination to become a disciple became stronger and stronger!

After waiting for a while, the gate of Ye Mansion slowly opened. They finally saw the terrifying sword cultivator who killed the late stage of foundation building with one sword.

The Ye clan leader was like a follower, standing behind the sword cultivator with half his head hanging down.

"It appears!"

The leader of Lingxu and others were excited.

"It's you, why dare you to show up?"

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

The Sect Master Lingxu hurriedly said, "I am here to apologize this time. Please forgive me for your unintentional mistake."

After saying that, her head slowly slammed on the ground and remained motionless.

The same goes for the Great Elder and others.

Everyone sighed in their hearts that they really didn't expect Lingxu Sect to end like this today, but Lingxu Sect is very sincere.

The sect leader takes the lead in kneeling and apologizing in this way, giving all the face to the fullest. As long as it is not too much hatred, it can basically be resolved.

"Since you are so sincere, then the previous grudges will be settled and get up."

Fang Chen said lightly.

The elder was slightly happy. He couldn't wait to take out the tea cup and ordered someone to pour a cup of tea, and hand it to the master of Lingxu.

The Sect Master Lingxu slowly stood up and served tea with respectful hands:

"Please drink this cup of apology tea for seniors."

The face of the patriarch of the three tribes changed slightly.

The three of them looked a little strange. If Fang Chen didn't drink, they would look a little timid in the eyes of everyone and would be a shameful sword cultivator's face.

If you drink it...what should you do if it is poisonous?

The monks nearby obviously thought of this and their expressions became a little strange.

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