Chapter 9 Shen Xinglan



"Wang Yu, don't forget that you are now a disciple of Jiuxiao Sect." Wei Yan's lips twitched slightly.

Xuan Qing was very satisfied: "You are worthy of being my chosen disciple. You really share the same vision as me. Well, let's go back to Xuantian Sect first. I will take you to see the founder."

Weiyan is really speechless.

Xuanqing began to draw something on the ground while mumbling something to himself. Chen Sui asked curiously, "Master, what exactly are you drawing?"

Xuan Qing stuffed the stick back into his arms: "It's just a cheap thing, it saves me a lot of walking."

Wei Yan said angrily: "How do you teach your apprentice? This is clearly a formation. What do you mean by inferior stuff?"

Shen Sui and Wang Yu were greatly shocked.

Xuan Qing picked up Chen Sui again and curled his lips: "Not many people in the entire world of immortal cultivation learn this, so of course it's something that's not up to par. Let's go, Senior Brother Wei Yan, I'll treat you to a drink next time."

After saying that, Xuanqing and Shen Sui disappeared.

Wei Yan sighed: "Besides you, who else can learn such a complicated formation."

Wang Yu came close to Wei Yan and said, "Elder Wei Yan, the master of Xuanqing Peak is becoming more and more proficient in formation techniques."

Wei Yan raised his head and looked towards the direction of Ling Zhong: "Go back and practice."

Wang Yu was stunned, and Elder Wei Yan's faint voice fell into his ears word by word.

"This Purple Emblem Realm is about to change."

Chen Sui fell flat on her face again, but this time it was in front of the Xuantian Sect's plaque. Xuan Qing was filled with passion and said to her, "Now I'll take you to meet our Sect Leader, and then I'll take you to meet your senior sisters and brothers."

Shen Sui slowly got up from the ground. Before she could say anything, a young man's voice as pleasant as the sound of spring water rang out: "Master, what have you brought back again?"

Shen Sui: “???”

Xuan Qing was surprised and asked, "Second disciple, what are you doing at the sect gate?"

Chen Sui followed Xuan Qing's gaze and saw a handsome and elegant young man squatting under the sect's plaque with a plastic basin on his head. The scene looked very strange.

The young man glanced at Chen Sui, then calmly replied to Xuan Qing, "Senior Sister said this would help me practice to become an excellent swordsman."

Shen Sui: “…”

Are you sure you are here to practice cultivation and not to make people laugh?

Xuan Qing said carelessly, "Is that so? Since that's what Wan Yu said, then you can continue squatting."

The young man looked at Chen Sui again and said, "Is this the rag you picked up from the mountain, Master?"

Shen Sui: “???”

Trash? Your whole family is trash!

"You're pretty good-looking, so I'll let you be my 183rd concubine. After all, I've already given the main wife to my eldest sister." The young man nodded.

Shen Sui was silent, then uttered two words.

"Idiot."

The boy immediately jumped up: "What did you say?!"

Xuan Qing held the young man down and said, "Why are you so excited? Junior Sister is just saying hello to you. Don't bring your skills of attracting women outside into the sect."

juvenile:"???"

When Chen Sui followed Xuan Qing into Xuantian Sect, she seemed to notice the boy's gaze, so she turned around and happened to meet his eyes. The boy had a sad look in his eyes, but he didn't expect Chen Sui to look back, and was really stunned.

Chen Sui grinned and made a face at him, then turned his head back.

The young man looked at Shen Sui's figure, and a slight curve appeared at the corner of his lips. Ah, it seems that his new junior sister should be very interesting.

As Xuan Qing walked up the stairs, he said, "That's your second senior brother, Shen Xinglan."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "He has a somewhat erratic personality. If he says something frivolous, don't believe it."

Shen Sui responded obediently.

Perhaps because she felt that walking was too slow, Xuanqing took out a wooden stick from her arms again, and then began to draw a formation on the spot. Chen Sui watched curiously from the side. When Xuanqing finished drawing, Shen Sui walked in by herself without Xuanqing having to carry her.

Xuan Qing asked curiously, "You should be quite interested in talismans, right? Why do you want to become a sword cultivator?"

Chen Sui thought of the Xianxia TV series he watched in his previous life and said casually, "Maybe he felt that if he wanted to cultivate immortality, it would be a pity not to be a sword cultivator."

Xuanqing's eyes lit up: "A soulmate..."

Before Xuanqing could finish his words, the formation swallowed up Xuanqing and Chen Sui.

Xuan Dao was in the main hall, giving some instructions to the new disciples. Halfway through his speech, he paused to take a sip of tea to moisten his throat. Xuan Guang, standing nearby, whispered to Xuan Chen, "I've got a bad feeling."

Xuan Chen: "Xuan Guang, if you say that, something bad is bound to happen."

Xuan Dao put the teacup on the table speechlessly. His two junior brothers were the most mystical in the entire sect.

Xuan Sheng, who was reading the Immortal Cultivation World Express on the side, said without looking up, "Actually, I have the same ominous premonition as Xuan Guang."

Xuan Chen then said, "Xuan Sheng, if you say that normally, then nothing bad should happen."

Xuan Dao: “…”

He was really about to laugh at his fellow junior brothers. And Xuanqing had no idea where he was playing, and he didn't even come to the annual enrollment ceremony. It was estimated that Xuanqing Peak was so deserted that even birds passing by would not poop.

However, he couldn't be laughed at by the newly recruited disciples. Xuan Dao looked around at the new disciples of varying qualities in the hall and sighed. He had heard about the enrollment situation of the major sects in the morning. Except for their Xuantian Sect, the other four sects had geniuses with top-grade spiritual roots joining. It seemed that Junior Brother Wan Yu would have to fight alone again this year.

Just as Xuan Dao was about to speak, two figures fell from the sky and landed right in front of the hall.

“Ouch, Shen Sui, you’re going to crush your master to death again.”

"Then could you please get up from me first?"

Xuan Dao: “…”

"How dare you talk to your master like that? You're so disrespectful," Xuan Qing said, dusting off the non-existent dust as he stood up. He then looked around the hall, "Why is the enrollment ceremony still going on? I thought it was almost over based on Xuan Dao's speed."

Xuan Guang, Xuan Chen, and Xuan Sheng cleared their throats at the same time.

Xuan Qing then met Xuan Dao's half-smile, "...Hi, isn't this Senior Brother Xuan Dao? What a coincidence."

Xuan Dao said slowly, "Xuan Qing, it seems like you're having a lot of fun out there."

Xuan Qing immediately raised his right hand and said, "That's not the case, Senior Brother. I've been picking up scraps outside. If you don't believe me, ask my new disciple."

Shen Sui, who had just gotten up from the ground, said: "Yes, yes, yes, you are right."

You were so generous as to give me a sack of rags.

Xuan Dao immediately narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Sui behind Xuan Qing, but was stunned the next second.

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