"Sir! Please come into the palace and have a chat."
Helianshan waved his hand and turned around to lead the way.
But Ling Xiao's eyes passed over the elders and disciples of the Immortal Sect.
What only slightly disappointed him was that this huge Immortal Sect didn't even have a single person with destiny?
Is this...reasonable?
However, just when Ling Xiao walked in front of a group of immortal sect elders, his eyes quietly condensed.
Among the many elders, an old man with gray hair wearing mysterious clothes looked beyond him and towards the crowd in the distance.
Ling Xiao seemed to sense something and looked back, only to see Qin Chu standing in the crowd, looking at him with a smile.
"Um?"
For a moment, Ling Xiao had a guess in his heart.
He can see the destiny of these destined children, but these natives cannot naturally see it.
And this white-haired old man has reached the seventh level of the God Emperor. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have noticed Qin Chu, who had a plain appearance and concealed his aura.
But he actually ignored himself and looked at the young man in the crowd.
What does this mean?
What else can it mean that he knows Qin Chu?
It is true that a child of destiny can easily shine brightly, but that is only after being suppressed and ridiculed in various ways.
How could a young man who had never been born and didn't even know how good he was be recognized by others for his talent at a glance?
There is something fishy about this elder.
Generally speaking, the character design of the demon is definitely murderous, but it will also highlight the color of friendship.
This is also the reason why the world believes in immortals and gods, but readers prefer the devil.
He is decisive in killing and is an enemy of the world, but he is also loyal and righteous, showing his freedom in loneliness.
Anyone who becomes a demon has a cause and effect, regardless of love or hate.
Nowadays, everyone in the world is depressed, so we probably admire the same kind of people.
Strong and indifferent.
Because the more you laugh, no one will care about your seriousness.
"This elder is..."
Ling Xiao stopped, looked at Elder Xuanyi in front of him, and smiled lightly.
"This is the great elder of our Immortal Xuan Sect, Feng Yuanyang."
Helian Shan looked stunned, turned around, his eyes revealed a trace of doubt, and he obviously didn't understand why Ling Xiao asked Elder Feng.
"Oh? The elder is not from Southern Xinjiang?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, but before Feng Yuanyang could react, he had already taken steps towards the palace.
Regardless of the causal connection between Elder Feng and the Six Demons, it now seems that he has some good utilization value.
Nowadays, rumors are spreading in southern Xinjiang that there are demons joining forces with the Hai Clan to bring chaos to the world.
Although this matter has nothing to do with the Six Demons, but...
When I say it is relevant, it must be relevant.
As for Qin Chu, as a disciple of the Six Demons, I would not go too far by saying that he is the successor of the Demonic Way, right?
On the top of the mountain, Qin Chu looked at the figure surrounded by people and gradually clenched his hands.
"It turns out that Young Master Ling Xiao is actually the Holy Son of the Holy Cult."
Naturally, the Six Demons mentioned this force a lot.
Although the skills practiced by Qin Chu are not demonic tricks in the true sense, they are also in the category of demonic skills, similar to the Wandao Demon Sect.
What the Six Demons believe in is freedom and ease, and they have many magical skills and eccentric swordsmanship.
The Holy Cult is the leader of the righteous path in the Holy State, and it has always been its mission to kill evil spirits.
Therefore, before leaving, the six masters repeatedly taught you not to reveal your identity as a demon disciple when you go out.
Originally, Qin Chu had disdain for the hypocrites of the Holy Religion, but since meeting Ling Xiao, he felt that he could not generalize.
At the very least, the way this young master believes in is very unruly.
"It should be Chu'er."
Feng Yuanyang didn't pay attention to Ling Xiao. He thought that the Holy Son probably saw that he didn't dress like a person from southern Xinjiang, so he asked more questions.
A few days ago, he had received a message from Wen Ruyu, informing Chu'er that he would soon come to Xuansi Mountain to fight for the creation of Tianchi. He also attached a portrait of Qin and Chu, asking him to take care of him.
Feng Yuanyang was truly in awe of the great demon Wen Ruyu.
When he first entered southern Xinjiang, he offended the Sea Clan and happened to meet the Six Demons who were traveling around the world.
If the six of them hadn't joined forces to defeat all the powerful men of the Sea Clan, Feng Yuanyang would have died in the hands of the demon long ago.
He trusts his own senses more than the judgments of the world.
The seven of them traveled together in southern Xinjiang for several years. Feng Yuanyang was so impressed by the character of the six demons that he almost lived in seclusion with them.
However, in the end, he joined the Immortal Sect in order to repay his kindness, just to find out the trends of the Holy Sect so that the Six Demons could take action.
Decades have passed by in the blink of an eye, and he is now the great elder of the Immortal Xuan Sect, and the disciples of the Six Demons have also been born and experienced.
Although he is not a master, he is very happy in his heart.
"Chu'er, don't worry, I will help you fight for good fortune and make you stand out in southern Xinjiang."
There is a saying that the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
Xianxuan Mountain is on a secluded peak in the back mountain.
Compared to the main peak of Xianxuan, this place seems much cleaner.
The clouds and mist curl up, and the mountains and forests turn into the sea, making it even more tranquil.
At this time, in front of the main hall in the peak, a girl dressed in black was lying on a bamboo chair, with an ancient book covering her face, lazily basking in the sun.
only…
What is a little strange is that this girl is actually wearing a pair of silver gloves on her jade hands, which looks quite weird.
"Senior Sister Ruge, I'm back!!"
A hearty laughter suddenly came from the distance, which frightened the girl's delicate body to tremble, and she instinctively used her spiritual power to jump ten feet away.
In his hand, a magic talisman shone with golden light, revealing endless mysteries.
"Come back as soon as you come back. What are you talking about? You scared me!"
The girl's dark eyebrows were lightly clustered, and she was obviously a little angry.
At this time, her face was also covered with a layer of gauze, and her alluring face could be vaguely seen.
Her name is Feng Ruge, and she is the first disciple of the Seventh Peak of the Immortal Xuan Sect. She is only twenty years old, but she does not have much spiritual power fluctuations in her body.
A pair of beautiful eyes are dazzling and deep, as bright as stars, ethereal and beautiful.
Half of the long, jet-black hair is spread casually around the back of the head, and the other half is tied into thin braids, giving it a somewhat exotic charm.
Only his temperament is inexplicably lonely.
It seems as if he is out of tune with this world.
"Senior sister, you are also the leader of my Seventh Peak, why are you always so timid and afraid of getting into trouble!"
On the mountain road, a young man in white stepped forward, with a delicate face that looked a little childish, and an equally weak aura on his body. He was the type who would not be looked at twice if he was thrown into the crowd.
"You know what a hammer is! What I call timidity and fear of getting into trouble? How many times have I told you that the path to becoming an immortal is extremely dangerous. What I call caution, do you understand being cautious!!"
Feng Ruge glared at the young man fiercely, "Have you done your homework? Master is not here, so you are not allowed to be lazy."
"I have been going up the mountain for five years. Not long ago, I followed my senior brothers down the mountain to eliminate demons. When I returned to the sect, I only chopped wood and carried water. Senior sister, when will you teach me some powerful skills and magical powers?"
A look of naivety appeared on the young man's face, he took out a spiritual fruit from his arms and handed it to Feng Ru Singer, "I ate one I just picked. It's sweet. Senior sister, try it."
"Just picked it? Do you know what kind of spiritual fruit this is? How dare you eat it? How many times have I told you! Junior Brother Qingshan, don't pick the wild flowers and wild fruits in the wild, they might be poisonous fruits."
Feng Ruge shook her head, and her face suddenly became serious, "Junior brother! You must remember to be cautious! Be cautious! Otherwise, you may die one day without knowing why!!"