"What then?"
“It’s useless.”
He turned around and waved his sleeves as he walked forward, and his wide sleeves were blown up.
It was a beautiful day, and a farmer who was harvesting looked up to wipe his sweat. He caught a glimpse of the green-robed immortal riding the wind and couldn't help but mutter, "Next month will be the Qingmu Sect's disciple-recruiting ceremony. I wonder if Xiaohu will be selected..."
In the fields, a boy in open-crotch pants was pulling weeds with his butt sticking out.
The Qingmu Sect is a second-rate sect in Nanshan. It has one Jindan-stage cultivator, nine foundation-building cultivators, and several Qi-training cultivators. Although it is insignificant in the Thousand Mountains Realm, it holds a pivotal position in Nanshan.
"How are you, are you okay?"
As soon as Xihe stepped into the inn, Fan Xiu, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed over.
He grabbed her hand and nervously checked it up and down. Seeing that she was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around and couldn't help wondering, "Where's Qingle?"
She was the one who caused this incident, so why is she nowhere to be found?
Xihe led him in. The shop owner and his waiter were repairing the broken tables and chairs. They quickly stood up and saluted. Xihe nodded and went straight upstairs. "She went too far in this matter. I plan to teach her a lesson."
Fan Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped asking about the matter, and turned to ask about those people.
"It's said that these people are from the Qingmu Sect and hold the position of elders within the sect. This time, they were killed by Qingle, and the strength of the entire sect has been greatly reduced. I'm afraid they won't let this go."
There were not many foundation-building cultivators to begin with, and now several of them have been crippled. It would be strange if they weren't angry.
He explained to Xihe everything he had just learned.
Xihe nodded: "Okay, I will handle this matter properly."
He waited from dawn till nightfall, but did not see Qingmu Sect coming to ask for the person, so he had no choice but to sleep for the night. The next day, he found someone to lead the way directly to Qingmu Sect and told them the whole story.
The head of the Qingmu Sect said: "So, Senior, what you mean is..."
Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped onto their heads, but they didn't dare wipe them off. They knew the news, and they were filled with hatred. They hated their disciples for not being able to control their frivolous habits, and they also hated themselves for not being as skilled as others, and for not being able to take revenge when their disciples were disabled.
Revenge? What the hell kind of revenge!
He is the only one in the entire sect who is at the Jindan stage, and he relies on elixirs to get to where he is, so his foundation is not solid.
Although the Qingmu Sect was indeed not very powerful, they still had at least 800 disciples, if not a thousand. If a fight broke out, what would happen to those low-level disciples? Wouldn't that just be at the mercy of others?
I can only accept it and wait for the person to leave before going to pick him up to see if he can still be rescued?
As a result, the other party now comes to kill us directly...
What's the matter? I stepped on them and now you want them to pounce on me and lick my ass?
Several foundation-building monks nearby were holding weapons, their faces flushed with anger, and they could hardly control their urge to rush forward.
Xi He's expression remained unchanged. "It's my fault for not teaching my junior sister well. She's now receiving her punishment. I hope the Sect Master will calm down. However, the most urgent task is to treat my fellow Taoists... The Xutian Grass comes from the Medicine Sect, and I will go and get it myself."
He took out some elixirs and spiritual swords from his storage bag and pushed them in front of the leader of the Qingmu Sect.
A mid-grade spiritual sword, a top-grade Peiyuan Pill, and minerals that can be used to refine natal weapons... Everyone in the hall gasped and couldn't help but widen their eyes.
Xi He stroked his sleeve gently. "The sea of consciousness of the Daoists has been temporarily sealed. Your lives are not in danger. However, Nanshan is thousands of miles away from the Central Plains, and refining the elixir will take time. I would like to take the Daoists back to the sect directly. What do you think, Sect Leader?"
The head of the Qingmu Sect leaned forward and asked: "Where are you from?"
Xihe nodded: "Shangyuan Sect."
The head of the Qingmu Sect: "..."
He subconsciously looked at the elders and saw shock in each other's eyes.
Shangyuanzong?
The most prestigious top sect in the Qianshan Realm.
He has countless disciples, numerous golden elixirs, and Nascent Souls everywhere. It is said that he even has two great masters in the Mahayana stage... Only the Sword Sect, known as the 'Sword Madman', can compare with him.
And now this female cultivator whose cultivation level is hard to tell actually wants to take their people back to the sect.
This, this, this,
They wouldn't even dream of it.
It was Master Qingmu who was relatively calm: "In that case, thank you for your help, Senior."
What cultivators seek in the world of immortality are nothing more than Dharma, companions, wealth and land. For cultivators like them who are at the bottom of the world of immortality, they will never come into contact with anyone from Shangyuan Sect in their entire lives, and they can't even reach the door of a third-rate sect.
At this moment, they were even glad that their disciples had provoked someone. Such opportunities to come into contact with top sects were rare...
A grudge was settled at an extremely fast speed.
The Qingmu Sect sent the most talented disciples in the sect to take care of the patients. It was called care, but in fact it was to create opportunities for them. If they could get some guidance from the seniors or get something good, they would be very lucky.
Isn't that lucky?
The other monks who watched the whole process were jealous.
Although they lost a few disciples, they were able to establish a relationship with Shangyuan Sect. In this small area of Nanshan, no, even in the entire Nanshan, they could not act arrogantly, but at least no one dared to provoke them for no reason.
This kind of security is something that cannot be asked for.
Xihe didn't take it seriously, but Fan Xiu figured it out. The so-called high-ranking cultivators were actually no different from ordinary people fighting for fame and fortune in the secular world, except that they were seeking different things.
Many sects who got the news came to visit, but found that they were one step too late and the person had already left.
Wushuang City set off,
Mo Liancheng entered the teleportation array,
A group of more than a dozen people traveled through several cities and finally stopped in Tianyun City in the evening one day.
Holding the Qingyun Sword in white, two neat rows of foundation-building monks stood in front of the formation. After a burst of white light, the turbulent vortex stopped, and more than a dozen people in different clothes appeared in the circular formation.
A naive Qigong practitioner in his teens, an old mortal... and even a demon!
The Bagua diagram hanging on their waists trembled, and the cultivators quickly drew their swords, ready to attack at any time. However...
"Senior Sister?"
Wiped my eyes,
Yes, she does have the same face as my senior sister.
The woman was dressed in green, standing with her hands behind her back, her face calm. Beside her stood a man in black holding a baby. The two of them were very close... but, he was a mortal!
"Senior Sister, you're back? The Sect Leader is worried about you, as well as Senior Brother Qianhe and the others."
He walked quickly forward, talking babble-blabberingly, with a look of delight on his face.
The Qingyun Sect and others couldn't help but reduce their presence. A large number of foundation-building cultivators were actually doing the work of guarding the gate. It really was worthy of being the famous Shangyuan Sect!
The disciples were very excited.
Soon the whole station knew that 'Senior Sister' had returned.
Xihe greeted them with a smile on her face. Suddenly, a sword flew from the sky and she caught it in her hand. A deep and majestic voice came from it: "Qingle, return to the sect as soon as possible."
The disciples were stunned: "It's the Sect Master!"
"Um."
Xihe gave them some instructions, nodded to Fan Xiu, and went ahead.
Shangyuan Sect is located in the central part of Qianshan Realm. The mountains stretch for hundreds of miles and crisscross each other. The climate here is pleasant, the scenery is beautiful, there are many rare and exotic plants, and the mountains are full of various rare birds and animals. The rich spiritual energy makes it a good place for practicing Taoism.
There were two stone elephants standing in front of the mountain gate, looking majestic. Xihe slowly landed.
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