Lin Xi stood there with his hands behind his back, seemingly still enjoying the afterglow.
"Why hasn't anyone come to congratulate me yet? Is it me, I can't pretend enough. Or is it that after decades of absence, the people in Qingxiao world are no longer simple and kind?" Lin Xi closed his eyes and waited.
In the end... he was not disappointed.
The first person to rush forward was Meng Feifan, the ancestor of the Meng family.
"Okay, okay! Xinghe should be my Qilin son. It is a great blessing for our Meng family to have a son like you! It is also a blessing for Juyong City! A blessing for the founding of the country! A blessing for Leizhou! A blessing for Qingxiao!
"Meng Feifan did not feel that his performance was embarrassing at all, even though before this, he had not much impression of Meng Xinghe, a younger generation.
But none of this hindered his pride at the moment and his love for Meng Xinghe.
But...didn't he say that Qilin couldn't compete with Meng Xinghe?
"Everyone, this is my family Xinghe. My grandson Xinghe has the qualifications of an Immortal Emperor." Meng Feifan continued to chat awkwardly, but the monks from the surrounding sects just catered to him.
Seeing that Lin Xi had not responded yet, Meng Feifan stepped forward, grabbed Lin Xi's hand, then pointed at the monks around him with a red face and a smile on his face and said: "These are all sects from all over the world.
Sect masters include Longshan Sect, Tianzao Sect, Shangqing Yunxue Sect, Qingshan Sect... they are all top-notch sects. My Qilin'er, what do you think?"
Whenever Meng Feifan pointed at a senior sect cultivator, that senior sect cultivator's face would show a kind...and even a slightly flattering smile. His noble demeanor had long been forgotten.
If the outside coolies in the sect, who are still struggling for a spot as an inner sect disciple, know the faces of these senior masters at this time, they are afraid that their Taoist hearts will collapse.
Of course, there is an interactive relationship between the licking dog and the licked dog.
Just like every goddess who is praised by a licking dog, it is possible that she is really a licking dog of a rich person.
Although the licking methods are different, the meaning is the same.
To use a serious metaphor, it is like a top university. It is unattainable for poor students and difficult for ordinary academics. But for academics like the number one scholar in the country, it is just a few dishes in front of them.
For side dishes, you can choose your own taste.
Lin Xi opened his eyes slightly, the light in his eyes was restrained, and he looked a little ordinary.
But combined with the previous operations, such an ordinary thing turned out to be the most extraordinary thing.
In essence, it is no different from driving a Faraday to buy groceries or taking a goddess to eat at a food stall.
The so-called returning to nature...is nothing more than this.
His eyes swept over the faces of every high-ranking cultivator from the sect present.
Inexplicably, these monks, whose lowest level of cultivation was in the late Nascent Soul stage, actually felt a little uneasy, even though the person looking at them at the moment was just a young monk at the fifth level of Qi training.
"Where are Shenshui Sect, Qingyi Sect, and Wuxiang Sect?" Lin Xi asked.
The three sects Lin Xi casually called out are all ancient sects that have been passed down in the Qingxiao world for thousands of years. Their strength and power may not be the strongest now, but they must have a profound foundation.
Of course, the older a sect is, the more low-key its name is.
After all, those who are too domineering can easily cause trouble, and even if they are successful, they will be quickly destroyed.
The monks from the three sects stood up spontaneously and looked at the surrounding eyes, which seemed to be inexplicably more 'superior'.
Then they all showed reserved but unable to hide their joyful smiles.
Although I still had to choose one from three, at least I was shortlisted, right?
Licking dogs despise each other, nothing more than that.
Those who can shuttle people to and from get off work will definitely despise those who are only qualified to treat guests to dinner occasionally. Those who occasionally treat guests to dinner will definitely despise those who can only say good morning and good night on WeChat. As for those who secretly poke and poke, they only know that they have a secret crush from afar. If they don't even have contact information, they have no right to be looked down upon.
"Let's talk!" Lin Xi said calmly.
Everything went according to plan. Although I pretended to be a fool, there was no disturbance in my heart.
After all, no matter who you are, after eating a bowl of healthy, plump, tall, beautiful, whitening and plastic surgery chicken for RMB 30,000, you will definitely not be interested in KFC that costs tens of RMB.
In Meng Feifan's reluctance to leave, and in the regretful eyes of many other high-level practitioners from other sects, the redundant people retreated one after another.
Lin Xi looked at the remaining monks from the three sects in turn. After seeing them all a little embarrassed, he said: "Ten thousand years ago, we were still called Baisheng Mountain. After so many years...now..."
Speaking of this, Lin Xi looked sad, but his young face showed an age that did not match his age.
According to the information collected by Lin Xi using the Tianjiao monks from Qingxiao Realm, before the fall of Immortal Court, there used to be a sect called Baisheng Mountain.
After the Immortal Court fell, Baisheng Mountain instantly split into dozens of sects of different sizes.
After years of development, there are only four sects that have inherited the Baishengshan Taoist tradition relatively completely: Shenshui Sect, Qingyi Sect, Wuxiang Sect, and Wanhua Villa.
Among them, Wanhua Villa is relatively closed. It has always been inherited and developed in a family style and rarely accepts apprentices from outside.
In addition to these four sects, the disappeared Shanhe Sheji Sect, Five Elements Sect, and Ancient Demon Sect also have some relationship with Baisheng Mountain. From the source, they all came from Baisheng Mountain.
Of course, time has passed and there are not many monks in the entire Qingxiao world who can still know such inside stories.
After all, not every monk is an archaeologist.
Sure enough, after hearing Lin Xi's words, most of the monks from the three sects present looked confused.
Hundred Saint Mountain?
What is this!
Never heard of it!
Although judging from Lin Xi's tone, it seems that he has something to do with them.
But he was still an old monk from the Wuxiang Sect. He suddenly said with excitement: "The Hundred Holy Mountain...it turns out to be the Hundred Holy Mountain. The picture on the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion...the one in the picture
This mountain is the Hundred Saints Mountain."
After this reminder, the other three monks in the Wuxiang Sect's group all vaguely remembered the ancient picture hanging in their sect's scripture collection pavilion.
Because of the relationship between the purpose of cultivation and the core skills of the sect, the senior masters of Wuxiang Sect like to hide the skills they have learned in various strange and weird places.
Ordinary utensils, secular pictures, miscellaneous books that do not talk about spiritual practice, toys for children or women, and other sundries may be a good inheritance.
Therefore, the ancient scroll depicting the Hundred Sacred Mountains has been hung high in the Sutra Pavilion, and is regarded as one of the sect's supreme secrets... but no one has been able to understand the truth.
But all monks of the Wuxiang Sect have had some thoughts about that picture when they were young.
He thinks he is the one destined to solve the mystery.
And reality answered them... you are not!
"You...how did you know?" At this moment, everyone came back to their senses and clearly understood the other meaning of Lin Xi's words.
Lin Xi did not answer directly, but sighed and said: "Time is indeed the most ruthless thing in the world. It used to be as glorious as a hundred holy mountains, but now it has withered so much that future generations have forgotten it. I... can't do anything.
He is just a fool who has been tricked by time!"
Lin Xi never thought about returning to the Qingxiao world, starting from a small person, turning his tail between his legs and becoming a demon, accumulating step by step.
He does not want to join a certain sect and become a disciple.
Instead, he wants to be the founder of several sects.