In the past tens of thousands of years, she has been the ancestor of the Qingyang Sword Sect. She has not learned any of the Qingyang Sword Sect's sword techniques. She has also personally created a set of Qingyang Sword Sect's disciples.
Yang Jianfa, she is not, who is?
"Qian Feijue, do you know her?"
Guan Shanyue suddenly looked at Qian Feijue and sneered, "This man says he is a disciple of your Qingyang Sword Sect, do you know him?"
Qian Feijue frowned and looked at Guan Shanyue with a displeased expression, "There are countless disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect, how can I see through them!"
"So, she is not a disciple of your Qingyang Sword Sect!"
Su Fengxi raised her eyebrows, but she wasn't angry because of Qian Feijue's words. It was indeed the case. When she was first accepted into the Qingyang Sword Sect by her master, the Qingyang Sword Sect was just an out-of-date sect in the ancient continent.
Later, because of the master and several of their senior brothers and sisters, the sect soared to become the top sect in the ancient continent.
Later, because of them, many talented disciples chose to join their Qingyang Sword Sect. Qingyang Sword Sect was a sect that never slipped away, and finally became one of the top sects in the ancient continent.
After the Master ascended, the Qingyang Sword Sect reached a top level. When she was extradited and ascended, the Qingyang Sword Sect had already firmly established itself as the number one sect in the ancient continent.
There are countless disciples under his sect, nearly tens of thousands of disciples, and they may not always be able to see each other through.
Qian Feijue frowned. This time, a total of twenty-three disciples from the sect entered the ancient secret realm. The disciples who were able to enter the ancient secret realm were definitely the best among the younger generation of the sect in terms of strength and talent. What’s more, they
They came in together, it was impossible for any sect disciples other than them to come in.
I can only say that the female nun is lying!
"Fellow Taoist, aren't you afraid of being exposed when you pretend to be in front of decent people?"
Guan Shanyue snorted coldly, "Are you coming out on your own, or are we going to fight in?"
"Call in?" Su Fengxi laughed and pointed at He Xici who was studying the formation, "Just him?"
Su Fengxi looked disdainful, while He Xi turned pale with resignation, "I am the eldest disciple of Elder Qingxu of the Hedao Sect. Who are you to speak so brazenly!"
"Oh, I'm so scared!"
Su Fengxi looked at He Xici with a smile, obviously not believing it. He Xici's hands were trembling with anger, and she wished she could break open the turtle shell right now.
When people are anxious, they will make mistakes, and when they make mistakes, they will become even more anxious. He Xici, who originally had a clue, now had no clue at all.
A flash of panic flashed in He Xici's eyes, thinking that he could not lose his master's face, he would definitely be able to open this formation-breaking technique!
Su Fengxi yawned and looked at Qian Feijue with a smile, "Which disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect are you?"
Compared to He Xici's nervousness, Su Fengxi looked leisurely and contented, which made Guan Shanyue and others frown. Did this person really think they couldn't open this formation?
Faced with Su Fengxi's questions, Qian Feijue refused to answer. He was currently concentrating on cutting down the purple bamboo, and striking the bamboo with lightning was their purpose here. He simply ignored Su Fengxi's words.
Qian Feijue ignored her at all, which made her feel a little embarrassed, but she wasn't angry. She turned her attention to Xia Yansu, who seemed to be very talkative.
"If he doesn't answer, you answer for him. Whose disciple is he?"
Xia Yansu pointed at himself, with a confused look on his face, "Are you asking me?"
"Ah!" Su Fengxi nodded and said with a smile. "If I'm not asking you, who am I asking?"
Xia Yansu glanced at Senior Brother Qian who was working hard and thought that the people here were all disciples of the Immortal Sect. Their origins were not a secret, so it didn't matter if he told her!
What's more, this person said that she was a disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect, so she might actually have something to do with their sect!
"Senior Brother Qian is a disciple of Master Taiqing!"
Your Majesty Taiqing?
Su Fengxi frowned, which one was this? Why didn't she remember it at all?
It's a very unfamiliar name. Even though she has been locked in death for nearly ten thousand years, she still knows a lot about the high-level officials of the sect. This Supreme Master has no impression at all!
"Who is the leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect now?" Xia Yansu asked immediately without waiting for an answer, "Where's Bu Yixing? Has he ascended?"
Xia Yansu was so frightened by her words that he couldn't even breathe.
Who, who is this, is so bold that he actually calls the ancestor of the sect by his name? The ancestor had gone into seclusion thousands of years ago.
It is said that the ancestor of Fengyang had an enlightenment when he was extradited to ascend, and then he began to retreat. He has not come out until now. It is thought that he will not come out if he does not get the opportunity to ascend.
"What?" Su Fengxi frowned, with a look of displeasure on her face, "Could it be that Bu Yixing died, or did he fail to overcome the tribulation?"
Somehow, Xia Yansu actually saw a hint of schadenfreude on her face. Who was this person? He actually knew the ancestor of their Qingyang Sword Sect. You must know that as the ancestor retreated, many people speculated that the ancestor had died.
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"You, who are you?"
Xia Yansu looked at him in horror, "How do you know the name of your ancestor?"
Su Fengxi laughed loudly, "Ancestor, your ancestors all call me uncle, master, who do you think I am?"
"presumptuous!"
Qian Fei Jue's sudden voice startled Xia Yansu. Seeing Senior Brother Qian's gloomy expression, he was a little scared. His Majesty Taiqing was one of the many disciples of his ancestor, so it was normal for Senior Brother Qian to be angry.
"These days, no one believes it to be honest!"
Su Fengxi looked at the angry Qian Feijue with a smile. Bu Yixing was the disciple of the eighth senior brother, not hers.
When she was going through the tribulation, Bu Yixing's disciples and grandsons were there to watch. Maybe it was because of her going through the tribulation that she gained insights and then came up with the idea of seclusion.
"This fellow Taoist speaks carefully!"
Qian Feijue gave Su Fengxi a warning look, seeming to be very angry at Su Fengxi's words about his ancestors. Su Fengxi shrugged with an indifferent look, which made Qian Feijue even more angry.
"Qian Feijue, your ancestors of Qingyang Sword Sect are all disciples of others. Isn't this the ancestor of your Qingyang Sword Sect? No wonder you are not with us, we are a family!"
Looking at the sinister Guan Shanyue, Qian Feijue sneered, "My Qingyang Sword Sect's affairs don't bother fellow Taoist Guan. It's better for fellow Taoist Guan to take good care of the disciples of the Biqing Sect. After all, the ancient secret realm is full of dangers. Maybe when,
All of you disciples of the Biqing Sect have been wiped out!"
"What did you say?" Guan Shanyue looked at Qian Feijue with an angry face, "What do you mean, do you want to fight?"
Qian Feijue sneered and turned to do his own thing, ignoring Guan Shanyue.
Seeing this, Guan Shanyue was extremely angry, but did not dare to take action easily. This Qian Fei was definitely not an ordinary person. He was a mid-level monk who was less than a thousand years old. His combat power was much higher than those of the same level, and he could even leapfrog.