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Chapter 639: Li Xuanling, a Natural Cultivator

The Qingcheng sect didn't even know that under their leadership, the sects that chose to stand opposite Sun Xu had basically been defeated with one blow.

Those who stayed behind were all panic-stricken and were using the fastest speed to notify their respective sects to immediately stop their actions and began to fully cooperate with the Tianxing Sect to do some small things to restore the image in Master Sun's mind.

What happened in the ancient temple was also quickly spread to other sects in the country. After all, in this era, monks also use WeChat and mobile phones.

Making a phone call or sending a WeChat message is not the most convenient thing. In order to enhance the credibility of their words, some people took videos and photos. It is really shocking.

In front of the main entrance of the Qingcheng Sect, several monks are watching here, taking the opportunity to receive visiting fellow disciples, or to defend the enemy outside the mountain gate.

Of course, the latter two functions will basically not work. How could anyone dare to come to the Qingcheng faction to cause trouble?

As for when someone comes to visit, normally they will say hello in advance. Occasionally a wandering Taoist priest or monk comes here to stay temporarily, which is not a big deal.

All in all, it is quite boring. When you have nothing to do, chatting is a way to relieve boredom.

"What do you mean, Sun Xu, why don't you come to our Qingcheng faction?"

"Before, Wufeng Mountain took action as soon as he said it, without any warning!"

"Wufeng Mountain is worthy of being compared with our Qingcheng Sect!"

"Then if Sun Xu dares to come, I will respect him as a man!"

"What's the use of respecting him? He's not a fool. He can just find a few small sects to vent his anger on. If he comes to our Qingcheng sect to cause trouble, he's not afraid of death!"

After saying this, everyone immediately started laughing, as if Sun Xu had really been killed by the Qingcheng Sect, or that he had surrendered in front of the Qingcheng Sect and committed suicide.

After they finished laughing, a voice suddenly came from above their heads: "Tell me, what if Sun Xu is not afraid of death and actually comes?"

"No way, it's already afternoon, you have to come early!"

"Yes, is it possible that we still need to take care of the food?"

Hahaha... There was another series of laughter. After laughing, I felt something was wrong. I looked up and saw that the slanting sunlight was a bit dazzling, but on the tall gatehouse of Qingcheng School, two white sneakers and

Light blue jeans are more dazzling than the sun.

How many years has it been since anyone dared to do such a thing? Isn’t this seeking death?

"Who are you, why don't you get down quickly!"

The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect can be sure that this person is not one of their own, because the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, and even the large and small cultivation forces, basically wear long robes, which can make them look more distinguished.

People who wear secular clothes are definitely from outside, so there is no politeness in their words.

If this guy is still ignorant, they will definitely take action and climb to the gate tower of Qingcheng Sect. This will be a humiliation to the entire Qingcheng Sect.

It is unbearable!

Sun Xu did not make things difficult for them. He landed lightly on the ground and clapped his hands. The smile on his face was brighter than the sun.

"Why weren't you still discussing me just now? Now that I'm here, the Qingcheng faction still doesn't care about the food!"

Upon hearing this, the brains of several Qingcheng sect disciples suddenly shut down. It took a few minutes for them to come back to their senses. Someone stammered something nonsense: "You...are...Sun Xu!"

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"It's guaranteed to be replaced if it's fake!" Sun Xu nodded seriously and gave an affirmative reply.

Several people were still in disbelief. In their imagination, since Sun Xu was a Jindan monk, he must be like the elders of his master's sect. He looked middle-aged, but in fact he had lived for at least a hundred years. Every move he made

They are all majestic and cannot be offended. How could I have imagined that they would have such an image?

No matter what, they didn't dare to neglect, someone had already quickly gone in to report the news.

Sun Xu also walked straight towards the gate. Several disciples who came to their senses quickly stepped forward to stop him: "No matter who you are, you can't go in now..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Xu had already disappeared from sight. When he turned around to look, he was already a hundred meters away from the gate.

What's there to argue with these young disciples? If Sun Xu wasn't in a good mood, he wouldn't want to talk to them. Seeing as it was getting late, he would still have to think about what the problem was when things were over.

Should I go home for dinner or just eat hot pot in Sichuan Province? Even though it’s a hot day, it doesn’t matter.

The Qingcheng Sect rang a loud bell that spread for more than ten miles before disappearing into the mountains.

In front of the main hall, more than 20 monks gathered in an instant. They were all masters of the golden elixir and were worthy of being the number one in the southwest.

In front of them, several hundred meters away, a young man who looked like he was not a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect was slowly walking towards them.

Above their heads, there was a person wearing a moon-white robe with a high bun and waist-length hair. A simple sword hung around his waist. His sword-shaped eyebrows had starry eyes, his nose was like a hanging gallbladder, and his chin had three long strands of beard.

It's like a fairy coming out of an ancient painting.

Astonishingly, it was the strongest person of the Qingcheng Sect, the master of Yuanying and the former head of the Qingcheng Sect, Li Xuanling.

As Li Xuanling landed steadily on the ground, a breeze swept across his feet, sweeping away the dust on the white marble steps.

The robe moved in the wind, and a few strands of long hair flew up. He was indeed an extraordinary person.

The most important thing is that Li Xuanling is only over a hundred years old now. If Zang Feng hadn't appeared, he would have been the strongest genius in the Chinese cultivation world.

Even Sun Xu, who was standing twenty meters away, couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised the other party in his heart.

The reason is very simple. Li Xuanling did all this not to show off or do it deliberately, but a kind of temperament that exudes from the inside out.

This guy was born to be a monk. After finishing the applause, Sun Xu silently praised him in his heart.

It's very natural, and you don't feel the slightest bit of embarrassment from his actions.

"Uncle Junior Master, this guy is the one who provoked our Qingcheng Sect!"

Although Li Xuanling is not old, he is very senior because his master is a Nascent Soul monk sent by Qingcheng, so even the golden elixir monks behind him who are over 200 years old have to address him respectfully.

Great uncle.

Frowning, Li Xuanling was not a fool. Although he felt bored after only three days as the headmaster and quit, this did not hinder his ability to distinguish right from wrong.

Sun Xu didn't look at the others at all, he just looked at Li Xuanling with a smile. Whether this guy deserves his forgiveness depends on his character!

For Li Xuanling, the first feeling Sun Xu gave him was so wonderful that he was a little stunned, but his heart was very stable and he did not lose his mind.

"What is going on? Tell me truthfully!" Li Xuanling was not led astray by the senior officials of the Qingcheng faction and asked in a deep voice. (To be continued)


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