One moment I thought this old man was terrifyingly powerful, and the next moment I thought he was a good person.
"Thank you, Dean!" Ling Luo bowed respectfully to Xuanyuan Jing.
Xuanyuan Jing nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Xiling Junzheng and said with a hint: "Brother Xiling?"
Xiling Junzheng had a tangled look on his face, and his eyes were full of painful emotions.
He really wanted to bring this gifted girl into his family, but as the previous head of the Xiling family, the honor and responsibility of the family did not allow her to do so.
Most seriously, Lord Xiling let out a long sigh, but shook his head and said nothing.
Xuanyuan Jing's two thickened eyebrows suddenly turned into knots, and he said unhappily: "Brother Xiling, what do you mean? If you give up such a good opportunity, there will be no next time."
Xiling Junzheng sighed again and remained silent.
Xuanyuan Jing instantly understood that this old guy seemed to have some unspeakable difficulties.
"Ling Luo, come to our Holy Wood Hall."
"Mu Yuanqi, are you mistaken? You already have quite a few disciples in the Holy Wood Hall."
"Why? If you don't come to our Holy Wood Church, why don't you go to your Holy Earth Church? A girl plays with dirt all day long, what are you thinking about?"
"What's wrong with Wantu? The earth is the mother of all things. You, a broken piece of wood, don't know the essence of the earth element secrets!"
Mu Yuanqi, the master of Shengmu Hall, and Chu Huaiming, the master of Shengtu Hall, are old enemies. They have been fighting for decades and would quarrel whenever they met.
A trace of cold sweat broke out on Ling Luo's forehead, and she couldn't help but take another step back.
If these two old men accidentally got into a fight, it would cause a huge commotion.
At this moment, an extremely gentle woman's voice sounded beside her, "Miss Ling, why not come to our Holy Water Hall? There are many girls in the hall and they are easy to get along with."
The speaker was Shui Qingchan, the master of the Holy Water Hall. She was in her sixties, but she looked no different from a beautiful woman in her thirties.
An apologetic smile flashed across Ling Luo's face, and he said, "But I can't practice Shui Yuan. Master Shui Yuan, I'm letting you down."
Shui Qingchan shook her head, with a gentle smile on her lips, and said: "It's nothing, just choose the one that suits you best."
Ling Luo's rejection was expected by her.
Five of the six hall masters expressed their opinions. Only Yan Xiang, the hall master of the Holy Fire Hall, did not speak. He stared at Fu Dong who was unconscious on the ground not far away with a very solemn expression.
Ling Luo's heart moved.
Speaking of which, to practice the Fire Element method, you don't have to enter the Shengdan Hall controlled by the Xiling family, the Holy Fire Hall can also be used.
"Hall Master Yan, can I ask you something?"
Yan Xiang was a little surprised. He turned his head to look at Ling Luo and asked, "What's going on?"
Ling Luo took a deep breath and said, "Can you not expel Senior Brother Fu from the Holy Academy?"
Fu Dong was a disciple of Yan Xiang. Fu Dong made a mistake, and Yan Xiang was ultimately punished.
If Fu Dong had to leave Shengxiu Academy, it would be Yan Xiang who would expel him from the school!
Yan Xiang's eyes dimmed and his voice was a little hoarse: "Fu Dong violated the sect's rules, failed in the fight, and was expelled from the sect. This is his inevitable fate."
Although he cherishes this eldest disciple very much, but... with Xuanyuan Gu from the Shengjin Hall pressing down on him, it is very difficult for him to do it.