Chapter 578 Xuanhuang Battle Body

The Xuanhuang War Body is an extremely powerful physique, which can be ranked among the top ten in the heavens and myriad worlds.

This kind of combat body is naturally endowed with extremely strong physical strength. When cultivated to a deep level, one can travel through the void with the physical body and shatter stars with one punch.

What's even more rare is that this kind of physique can absorb the Xuanhuang Qi and cultivate the Xuanhuang Immortal Body, which is almost immortal.

Moreover, this physique does not require much spiritual energy. As long as there is enough Xuanhuang Qi, one can make rapid progress all the way with almost no bottleneck.

There is a high chance of attaining enlightenment in the future.

However, precisely because they are too powerful, people with this physique throughout the ages have often been feared by the major sects, and even secretly eliminated.

How could Sanqing Palace accept such a disciple?

Huo Qinghuang was slightly surprised, but then she felt relieved.

After all, the Sanqing Palace has the support of three saints. Although it has been separated from the prehistoric world for tens of thousands of years, its luck has never been cut off.

Wu Yunzi is worthy of being the head of Sanqing Palace. Although his sect has declined, his vision is still sharp.

It's just a pity that the "Nine Revolutions Profound Art" they mastered has long been incomplete and can only be cultivated to the Golden Core Realm. As a result, although Ling Xiao has a peerless physique, he is unable to truly unleash his full potential.

“What a pity.”

Huo Qinghuang sighed inwardly.

While she was thinking, Wu Yunzi continued, "I dare to ask Daoist Huo, can you give Ling Xiao some advice?"

His tone was sincere, with some earnestness in his eyes, "Although I, Sanqing Palace, am reluctant to part with this genius, we also don't want to hinder his future."

"Guidance?"

Huo Qinghuang looked at him with a half-smile: "You want me to accept him as my disciple? Is your Sanqing Palace willing to do so?"

Before Wu Yunzi could reply, Huo Lingchuan on the side jumped up and said, "No! My sister is a pure girl, why would she accept a male disciple? If this gets out, what will happen!"

Tushan Yuhua quickly grabbed his sleeve and whispered, "You know shit! The strong are respected, and the cultivation world doesn't care about these things."

"Why not?"

Huo Lingchuan glared, "Look at the way those little Taoist priests look at Qing Huang, they are like hungry wolves!"

That's true.

Many of the disciples from various sects present had already glanced at Huo Qinghuang, their eyes full of admiration.

Only Ling Xiao, although his face was still red with shame, his eyes were extremely clear without any impurities.

Huo Qinghuang: "..."

This is really embarrassing.

It’s not just pretending!

It must be said that this kind of Ling Xiao did make Huo Qinghuang less annoyed.

Having lived for thousands of years and seen too much intrigue and deception, she also wants to refresh her eyes by seeing an innocent boy.

Wu Yunzi waved his hands repeatedly: "I dare not hope for that. I just hope that Daoist Fellow Huo can allow him to stay at the Huo family temporarily and give you some pointers while you practice. If Daoist Fellow agrees, this Bagua furnace will be a thank you gift."

Huo Qinghuang pondered for a moment.

Given her personality, she didn't want to take on this trouble at all.

But the Bagua Furnace is indeed useful, and it would be a pity if Ling Xiao's Xuanhuang Battle Body was wasted like this. If he is well cultivated, he may become a great help to the Huo family in the future.

"Can."

She finally nodded, "But I am only responsible for guiding the practice, and I don't care about anything else."

Wu Yunzi was overjoyed: "Of course, of course! Ling Xiao, why don't you go and meet Fellow Daoist Huo!"

Ling Xiao was quite sensible. He immediately took a step forward, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully: "Disciple Ling Xiao, I pay my respects to the senior. I am willing to stay by your side and listen to your teachings!"

Huo Qinghuang looked at him with a slight smile on her lips.

This little Taoist priest is quite clever and knows how to speak in a nice way.

However, she did not agree immediately, but said calmly: "Since you want to stay, you have to listen to my instructions and be a fire boy for three months first."

This guy is from Sanqing Palace after all. He has been influenced by it since he was a child. He should be more than capable of handling the Red Flame Skyfire... right?

Ling Xiao lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and said very obediently: "Disciple obeys your command."

He didn't even ask Wu Yunzi for his opinion and agreed to it without hesitation.

Huo Qinghuang raised her eyebrows slightly.

It turns out that this guy looks shy, but he is very opinionated, and his seemingly thin body hides great strength.

This is a natural player who is good at pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

Just like that, the two sides decided whether Ling Xiao would stay or go with just a few words.

But when other sects saw this scene, they were furious.

Ling Xiao from Sanqing Palace was actually kept. They also gave gifts, so how could he be left behind?

So, Wudang elder Xuan Chengzi spoke first: "Fellow Daoist Huo, my disciple Mingxin has a sword heart and outstanding talent. Unfortunately, the sect has limited resources and cannot cultivate him. I wonder if you can give him some advice?"

As he spoke, a handsome young man was pushed out, and there was a faint clanging sound from the sword at his waist.

The Maoshan Sect was not willing to be outdone, and directly pushed out the Taoist boy Qingxin: "Qingxin has always admired you, and will never miss any of your live broadcasts. I hope you will give him a chance because of his sincerity."

The Laoshan Sect was even more ruthless, directly pushing out a bright-eyed, white-toothed female disciple: "I have long since resolved to follow your example and regard you as a guiding light..."

Soon after, the Jingming Sect, Shenxiao Sect, Longhu Mountain and other sects followed suit and pushed out the disciples behind them.

"Miss Huo, this is Li Xuan, the disciple of our headmaster. He has a very high level of comprehension and is willing to become a disciple of the Huo family."

"Miss Huo, this is my last disciple, Lin Changfeng. He has already established his foundation at the age of 20. He can be called a genius."

In a blink of an eye, seven or eight young monks were pushed in front of Huo Qinghuang. All of them were gifted and looked at her eagerly.

The veins on Huo Qinghuang's forehead were throbbing.

She just accepted Ling Xiao because of Bagua Furnace, why are these people like sharks seeing blood?

"Well? I was right, wasn't I?"

Tushan Yuhua came over and whispered in his ear, "These old vixens are very clever. They can get close to you and get your advice for free. Who knows, something might happen."

He glanced at those handsome disciples meaningfully.

Huo Qinghuang sneered.

How could she not see what these people were planning?

But on second thought, these people are the rare geniuses in Taoism today, and the pillars of Taoism in the future.

Holding them in hand is equivalent to tying all these sects to the Huo family's warship.

If she encounters such blind people as the Song family or the Leng family in the future, these sects will be able to tear them apart without her having to take action personally.

Besides, since Ling Xiao has already been accepted, it doesn’t matter if there are a few more.

Anyway, whether you drive a single sheep or let a flock of sheep go, you can still do it.

"That's all."

Huo Qinghuang waved her hand. "Since you all want to come, I will reluctantly let you stay. But let me be frank. My Huo family is not a charity, nor is it a sect academy. You can stay, but you must obey the arrangements and not act on your own. If you disobey, don't blame me for being ruthless."

As he spoke, a hint of murderous intent quietly emerged, making these rookies feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, with the chill going straight to their heads.