Chu Ling was also slightly choked by his self-righteous attitude, but she still controlled her expression very well as a girl.
She tapped the ground lightly, stood in front of them, and continued to introduce: "I am one of the direct disciples here, Chu Ling."
Taught by Penglai himself?
This identity made the originally vigilant people relax a little for a few seconds, but their eyes were still somewhat unfriendly.
After all, this woman had been spying on them like a rat for who knows how long, and then she suddenly said that she was a direct disciple of Penglai, which really didn't make them have any good impression of her.
"You are a direct disciple of Penglai. What proof do you have?" Song Hansheng still looked at her warily.
When Chu Ling was taking out the items to prove her identity, Xue Yu pulled Ye Qiao's sleeve and whispered, "Didn't you notice that she was peeking?"
Ye Qiao sheathed her sword and answered honestly, "Really? No. Penglai has done a good job of concealing their aura." She only caught a glimpse of the figure at the moment when she and Ji Yuan were fighting, and then the internal fight was temporarily stopped.
Their concealment techniques are somewhat similar to those of the Half Moon Clan.
If you don't stand in front of him, you won't even notice him.
This is also one of the benefits of magic. As long as the realm is not absolutely suppressed, one can hide oneself perfectly in dangerous places.
But Chu Ling miscalculated that Ye Qiao was at a higher level than her.
After seeing the items that proved her identity, Song Hansheng still refused to buy her tricks and his attitude was obviously aggressive: "Where is the other direct disciple? Didn't they say there are two in Penglai?"
What is certain is that with Song Hansheng's personality, he is definitely not socially anxious when he goes out. No matter who the other person is, he will question them without hesitation and does not treat them as outsiders at all.
"My senior brother is not here. He has to leave the island for something. I will take you to Penglai first. As for the spiritual veins, wait until you are well prepared before going in. The inner area is more dangerous than you think." Chu Ling was not angry, and even had a sense of novelty that 'this man is completely different from the slutty bitch outside'.
She waved her hand to signal them to follow quickly. "As for the few disciples who have already gone in, don't worry. They will be trapped by the inner formation. Without knowledgeable talisman practitioners, it will be difficult for them to get out."
And the most important point is that if something happens in Penglai, Penglai will have no way to explain it.
Even if Chu Ling didn't want to come, he had to keep an eye on them the whole time.
Zhou Xingyun, Si Miaoyan and others had already run into the inner circle one after another to occupy the spiritual vein, but they were stopped on the spot by Chu Ling.
The green plants that were originally swaying gradually calmed down with the arrival of this disciple, and slowly became as flat as the ground when they were stepped on.
It's amazing.
"Excuse me, is there any opportunity in Penglai?"
"No." Chu Ling didn't even raise his head. "Even if there was a great opportunity, it would have been divided up by us." The implication was, 'If there was an opportunity, how could outsiders like you get involved?'
"I think there are many opportunities in Penglai." Mingxuan walked over. He felt that this disciple was quite hostile to them. He said something casually, "Our uncle has been here before. He told us about it."
"Yes. Almost all the cultivators from your major sects have been to our place." She responded indifferently.
Well, after listening to Chu Ling's bland words, Ming Xuan finally confirmed that she did not have a very good impression of them.
"The spiritual vein is in the inner circle. The outer circle is relatively safe, but the inner circle is constantly dangerous. Whoever can get it first depends on your ability."
Chu Ling looked down on these spiritual veins. Their Penglai itself was a gathering place for spiritual energy, and all the spiritual veins were born from Penglai.
They have money.
Ming Xuan sighed, "I dare not even imagine how wealthy Penglai is."
Xue Yu: "I don't dare either."
Ye Qiao: "Coward. I just dare to think about it." But it's just a thought. They are not so rebellious as to dare to go to Huo Huo Penglai.
If she gives it to Huo Huo, the bill for compensation will be handed to Qin Fanfan tomorrow.
Finally, they came to a conclusion together: "Changmingzong is a poor place."
Chu Ling, who just heard this, said: "..."
Penglai has the most fairy herbs. As long as the level of alchemy practitioners is high enough and their foundation is solid, the elixir can also improve their cultivation and even ensure that the cultivators can easily break through the bottleneck period.
Chu Ling knew the purpose of their trip, so she didn't give anyone a good look throughout the whole process. The only person who interested her was the disciple in light blue clothes.
Her vague gaze could not escape the alchemy practitioners who were naturally sensitive to spiritual awareness.
Xue Yu noticed that Chu Ling's eyes were always looking in the direction of Song Hansheng intentionally or unintentionally.
Places like Penglai and the South China Sea are known for their mystery, and some even reject outsiders. Seeing the strange attitude of this Penglai descendant, Xue Yu suddenly had an idea and poked the person next to him: "Song Hansheng, I found that she seems to be very interested in you."
Song Hansheng: "?"
"Why don't you go and ask them where there are many spiritual plants in Penglai?" Ye Qiao also noticed it, but she was born slow to understand such things. After Xue Yu's guidance, she suddenly realized it and approached Song Hansheng with great enthusiasm, "We will provide you with manpower to make pills for free."
It was clear from Chu Ling's lukewarm attitude that the disciple from Penglai disliked them extremely, but his attitude towards Song Hansheng was different.
"Don't bother me." Song Hansheng turned his head away.
Rejected, Ye Qiao touched the tip of his nose and said, "Okay."
"Does it have to be Song Hansheng? Can't Mingxuan be chosen?" Xue Yu pulled his unreliable second senior brother over, pushed him forward, and looked at the two of them.
After her analysis, Mingxuan's face was the most eye-catching. He had a handsome appearance and looked affectionate whether he was smiling or not.
A little more likable than Song Hansheng's cold look.
"Hey, hey, hey, as the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Ming Xuan raised his eyebrows at Song Hansheng and smiled, "Who knows, maybe the direct disciple of Penglai Island likes tsundere girls?"
Song Hansheng: "..."
"Ye Qiao, Xue Yu, Ming Xuan." He pursed his lips and suddenly called out to the brothers and sisters who were playing and fighting in front of him.
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We are flooded here, is there any place in Shandong where it doesn't rain???
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