To the north of Yuqing Mountain, there is another big mountain named Taihua.

On the south side of Taihua Mountain, there is a valley. The valley is deep and stretches, and there are many wonderful scenery in it. It is like spring all year round. This is the Xuanji Valley!

At noon that day, two young people came to the Xuanji Valley.

Both of them were dressed as wanderers, each carrying a box hanging diagonally on their backs. In a short stroll, they had arrived in front of the entrance of the Mysterious Valley.

I stared at the stone tablet with the inscription "Xuanji Valley" written by someone of unknown year and month. Before I could take a closer look, I heard the sound of breaking wind coming from behind.

The two of them turned around at the same time and saw an old man and a young man arriving in front of them using Qing Kung.

After flying down, the old man looked at the man and woman in front of him and asked:

"You two kids are from Xuanji Valley?"

The two young men looked at each other, dumbfounded, and clasped their fists and said, "I have met my senior. The two of you are not from Xuanji Valley, but are going to this Xuanji Valley for a meeting."

"Going to the meeting?"

The old man was stunned, looked at it carefully, and shook his head slightly: "Which sect do you belong to? Are there no adults in the sect? How come you two children are allowed to come and join in the fun?"

"The two of you are from Xiling Zijianmen."

The attitude of those two people was neither humble nor arrogant, and they were even a little proud when they mentioned their sect.

The old man frowned and whispered to himself: "Purple Sword Sect... what kind of sect is this?"

He was embarrassed to say that he didn't know, but the young man behind him couldn't help but poke his head around: "Zijianmen? I've never heard of it. Why would Zangming Zhenren invite unknown people like you?"

"That's unreasonable!"

The two members of the Zijian Sect immediately became furious and glared at the young man: "The two of us have no enmity with you, so why did you insult our sect with words?"

If the young man continued to say anything, the old man slapped him hard on the head.

"presumptuous!"

The old man glared at the young man, and the young man suddenly looked at the old man with an aggrieved look. However, the master who was usually kind to him was not used to it at all:

"You're talking nonsense, why don't you apologize to your two fellow Jianghu comrades?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for the young man to speak, he already clasped his fists with his hands: "My apprentice has been spoiled since he was a child and has been spoiled by the old man. He speaks without words. Please don't blame the two young heroes."

The two people from Zijianmen were still angry, but after hearing what the old man said, they became less tense.

Although the young man looked unconvinced, but seeing that his master was not helping him, he had no choice but to clasp his fists and say: "Two brothers and sisters... I, I don't have enough eyesight, my knowledge is shallow, and I talk nonsense. Don't be as knowledgeable as me."

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Hearing what he said, the two people from Zijianmen calmed down.

The man snorted and said: "Although the Purple Sword Sect is not a famous sect, it is definitely not one that can be bullied... Forget it this time, if the two of us hear any words from the two of us,

I will humiliate my sect, even if I risk my life, I will never let go of you two."

The old man laughed twice: "Yes, yes, my disciple, I will teach you a lesson when I turn around."

When he first appeared, it was certainly because of his age and seniority that he could boss the two juniors around.

However, after getting involved with the other party's sect, he immediately knew that he was wrong. He could talk but be careful.

Many grievances in the world are caused by quarrels, insulting friends, ancestors, elders, teachers...all are taboos in the world.

The old man was certainly not afraid of the two young disciples of the Purple Sword Sect in front of him, but if the matter involved the master's sect, it would be a completely different matter.

The older you are, the more unreasonable you are. If you don't understand this rule even at your age, the world will laugh at you if you spread it.

The atmosphere between the two parties was slightly awkward at this point, but fortunately, two people walked out of the Xuanji Valley at this time.

After seeing the two parties, he immediately said: "May I ask some of you, why are you here in Xuanji Valley?"

"Hahaha."

The old man laughed, took out the invitation from his arms, and threw it in front of the two people: "The old Taoist priest with a hidden name invites you. Although my apprentice and I are idle clouds and wild cranes, we have to come."

The two disciples in Xuanji Valley opened the invitation and looked at it, and they suddenly looked surprised:

"It turns out that the Sanren of Qingshan have arrived. Many of the juniors are rude, so please don't blame me."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

Qingshan Sanren waved his hand.

The two people from Xuanji Valley focused their attention on the two Purple Sword Sect disciples again.

The two people also quickly handed over the invitations.

After the two people from Xuanji Valley saw it, they were slightly stunned: "Purple Sword Sect..."

When he raised his head, his eyes were slightly confused.

"Xiling Purple Sword Gate."

The two men emphasized.

"It turns out he is a fellow member of the Purple Sword Sect."

The two people in Xuanji Valley compared the handwriting and found that it was indeed the handwriting of Zangming Zhenren. Although they did not know which sect the Purple Sword Sect belonged to, they expected that there would be no mistake. They immediately smiled and said: "Okay, okay, okay.

Please follow us in. I don’t know anything about the Sanren, the real person has been waiting for you for a long time. After we enter the valley, if it is convenient for the Sanren, you can go and see the real person first."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Qingshan Sanren glanced at the two people from Zijianmen quite proudly, then looked at his disciple, and then said: "The old Taoist priest is too polite. I have a home all over the world, so it's a shame that he cares about me. It doesn't matter, he will be there soon."

Go and meet..."

Having said this, he paused slightly and glanced at the two people from Zijianmen: "You two kids came here on your own without the support of an adult. Why don't you come with me to meet the old Taoist priest and become familiar with him? In case others don't know.

Are you basically bullying you?"

In fact, these words were a silent apology to his disciple for his previous words at the gate of Xuanji Valley.

On the one hand, I don’t want to create grudges for no reason.

On the other hand, he also showed the grace and magnanimity of his seniors.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, both people from Zijianmen were stunned and seemed to be a little flattered.

Just when they didn't know how to answer, the two people from Xuanji Valley said: "I don't know what I know. It's very important for the real person to ask me..."

Qingshan Sanren was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's okay, I'll take you to meet this old Taoist priest later."

"Thank you, senior."

The two people from Zijianmen quickly clasped their fists in thanks and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

With the guidance of the disciples from the Xuanji Valley, we entered all the way. There were indeed many wonderful scenery in the valley, with strange flowers and plants, rugged rocks, and buildings located in it. It seemed chaotic, but in fact it was well-proportioned, which made people feel soothed.

The two disciples of the Purple Sword Sect were arranged to rest in a room, while the disciple of the Xuanji Valley took the Qingshan Sanren and his disciples away.

After closing the door, the two people breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"I just got in. It's much easier than I thought."

"The invitation was handwritten by the hidden real person, and we have seen the invitation sent to Luo Xing Sect before. The two can naturally be fake. Let us create a Purple Sword Sect out of thin air..."

While the two were talking, they looked at each other and smiled, but who were they from the Zijian sect?
Chapter completed!