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Chapter 112 The Three Great Sects Gather

Jiang Deng quickly looked up and saw a woman nearly thirty years old standing in front of the stall.

The woman was wearing a black Taoist robe from the Lingxiao Sect, with a tall and strong figure and a majestic face. She looked like she had been in power for a long time.

Feeling the pressure emitted by the woman inadvertently, Jiang Deng's pupils shrank.

The Nascent Soul Realm is perfect!

Thinking of this person who can enter the secret realm, she must be no more than thirty years old. At this age, she has reached the perfect cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Even in other spiritual realms, she is a very rare genius!

Jiang Deng was about to talk to this female cultivator of the Lingxiao Sect. If he spoke in an opportunistic manner, it would be even better to be called a sister.

However, before she could speak, she heard Sun Fei's voice sounding behind her.

"Mom...why are you here?"

What?!

This female cultivator turned out to be Sun Fei’s mother!

Jiang Deng and others were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and they all looked back at Sun Fei who was barbecuing.

"Mom, I'm so happy to see you..."

I saw Sun Fei looking at the woman who suddenly appeared in horror. Even though he tried to raise the corners of his lips, the smile he showed was even worse than crying.

Sun Caimo sneered, and a ray of light burst out from her eyes, which made people dare not look directly at her, and her voice was even more thunderous.

"You still know that I am your mother! Without saying hello, you ran to Taichu Sword Sect to be a disciple, and you are just an inner disciple? Why, can't I support you, or what?"

Hearing this, the disciples of Lingxiao Sect around him began to whisper.

"I said Young Master Sun disappeared more than a month ago, so why can't he find it anywhere? It turned out that he ran to Taichu Sword Sect!"

"The young master of the dignified Lingxiao Sect actually became an inner disciple of the Taichu Sword Sect. What did Young Master Sun think!"

"No wonder Mr. Sun is so angry..."

Under their gaze, Sun Caimo twisted Sun Fei's ears and pulled him out of the stall.

Before leaving, Sun Caimo did not forget to greet Jiang Deng: "Fellow Daoist, please lend your friend to it. In addition, add more ingredients to my skewers."

Jiang Deng nodded with a smile: "Okay."

After Sun Caimo and his son left, three pairs of eyes fell on He Yan, who was taking over Sun Fei's job and was flipping meat skewers.

"What's going on with Sun Fei? You should know that you are so familiar with Sun Fei!"

He Yan seemed not to want to talk about this matter, and pursed his lips and said, "I am not familiar with him."

Jiang Deng threatened: "Disbe honest with the boss and his salary will be deducted!"

“…No, I said.”

He Yan had to honestly explain, "The leader of the Lingxiao Sect is Sun Anshan, who is Sun Fei's grandfather. His only descendants are Aunt Sun, so he has always wanted to marry other great immortal sects, find a strong son-in-law to take over the Lingxiao Sect, and then..."

"And what happened?"

Jiang Deng and others' curiosity came up and they asked one after another.

"Then, Aunt Sun left the Lingxiao Sect in anger. When she came back a year later, she brought back the hungry Sun Fei, saying that this was her biological son, and there was a successor to the Lingxiao Sect, so there was no need for her to marry again."

Feng Qing said curiously: "Where is Sun Fei's father?"

He Yan shook his head, "I don't know, no matter who asks Aunt Sun, Aunt Sun only said that she was living with a mortal, and that mortal had been killed by her own hands."

“…”

Everyone suddenly felt a sense of admiration, and they had to say that Sun Fei's mother was indeed cruel enough.

Jiang Zhiling wondered: "Since the Lingxiao Sect is only Sun Fei, then when he grows up, he will definitely succeed the Lingxiao Sect, but why did Sun Fei come to Taichu Sword Sect again?"

"Because Sun Fei inherited Aunt Sun's Feng Ling Root, the Lingxiao Sect has been extremely strict in discipline since childhood. Later, Sun Fei couldn't stand it, so he came to Taichu Sword Sect with me to participate in the introductory assessment."

“…”

Everyone's mouth twitched.

I really don’t know what Sun Fei thought. He was so angry that he was so angry that he came to Taichu Sword Sect to be an ordinary disciple.

When Sun Fei came back, his face was bruised and swollen, but his mother Sun Caimo looked at Jiang Deng with a smile.

"Junior Sister Jiang, my son will ask you to take care of him. He is young and ignorant. If there is any offense, don't be polite. Just beat him up and just save your life!"

Jiang Deng nodded with a smile, "Okay, I won't be polite. This is your skewer for senior sister."

As he said that, Jiang Deng handed over the skewers that Sun Caimo wanted.

Sun Caimo was eating the skewers while walking back, looking happy, as if she was not eating ordinary skewers, but skewers.

Swish swish swish swish-!

Everyone looked at Sun Fei one after another.

Jiang Zhiling said in confusion: "Your mother is so cruel to you. Are you her biological child?"

Sun Fei covered his swollen side face and looked around. When he saw that there were no disciples from Lingxiao Sect, he lowered his voice and explained.

"You all misunderstood. My mother is very nice to me. In fact, she not only knew about the matter of my escape, but also let me run away. Today she beat me up just to make a show and show it to the people of the Lingxiao Sect."

"The main reason is that my grandfather has high hopes for me and keeps trying to let me take over the Lingxiao Sect. My dream is to live a life of silence, so how can I have that ability?"

"My mother wants to be the leader of the Lingxiao Sect. Since she wants to, let her do it. Anyway, I won't worry about that kind of leisure!"

When saying this, Sun Fei looked calm and had no intention of being reluctant.

Jiang Deng looked at the wound on Sun Fei's face, touched her chin and said, "Hiss... The injury on your face is serious, it doesn't look like you are doing a show."

"Oh, my mother's hand is so strong, I'm used to it," Sun Fei said happily, "Besides, she gave me a lot of healing pills in private, but I'll make a profit!"

Everyone: "..."

What a weird mother and son.

"Look!"

"The people from the Immortal Palace of Pure Land are here!"

"So arrogant! It's bigger than the style of the first sect of Taichu Sword Sect!"

A noise sounded.

Jiang Deng listened to the screams of the people around him, and subconsciously looked up.

I saw a huge spiritual ship with a very gorgeous shape coming from the sky, with pavilions and towers on it, and at least thousands of people could be installed!

The spirit ship slowly docked on the ground.

The people from the Immortal Palace walked down from the spiritual ship.

They were wearing lead-white robes, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and exquisite hair accessories. They all looked very pleasing to the eye.

The young man in the lead has the best appearance.

He has a slender and upright figure, his face seems to exude a pearly brilliance, and his facial features are just right, but he always raises his head slightly, looks arrogant and arrogant, and looks difficult to get along with.

"It turned out to be a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"Ying Ling! The chief disciple of the generation of the Jile Immortal Palace!"

"No wonder, they do have the capital to be proud."

...

Xia Chenqing and Ying Ling are the chief disciples of the two major sects. They have similar talents and similar cultivation levels, and have always been the targets of being compared by everyone.

Ying Ling even regarded Xia Chenqing's lifelong rival. When she saw Xia Chenqing, Ying Ling sneered a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

"Yeah, Xia Chenqing, are you responsible for leading the team this time?"
Chapter completed!
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