"Senior Brother Fengxian, I understand." Chen Sizhen knew that he could not convince Song Chi no matter what. It was impossible to go to Biyun Sect to see Liu Tingting, so he immediately changed his mind, "Senior Brother Fengxian, I will go back to the sect

The sect's back will practice day and night like Junior Ting Ting, and will definitely make Junior Ting Ting look at him with admiration at the Southwest Sect disciple competition a year later!"

"Junior Brother Chen, if you practice hard for a year with your qualifications, you will definitely make a great progress. Senior Brother, I am looking forward to it." Fengxian's words were not just encouragement, because he knew that Chen Sizhen's qualifications were very high, and the practice of Yunchao Sword Sect was practiced by Yunchao Sword Sect

The resources are richer than their Biyun Sect. Chen Sizhen practiced for a year and could be as good as the dozen foundation-building cultivators standing below for decades of hard practice.

After saying that, Fengxian cast a magic trick and took the demon pill from the corpse of the Xuan-winged Snake into his hand.

"Senior Brother Song, I'll take away this demon pill. There is a pair of demon wings on the Xuan-winged Snake, which can be used to make flying magic weapons. The value is not below the demon pill, and it should be able to reach the eyes of Senior Brother Song."

Without saying a word, Song Chi took over the wings of the Xuan-winged Snake and put them into the storage ring, and then looked at Chen Xuan with his eyes that were hidden in the brilliance.

Like Fengxian, he has both the Nascent Soul stage cultivation level. At the first glance, he felt that the magic power of this young man seemed a bit extraordinary, and could even scratch the sharp horn of the head of the Xuan-winged snake.

Fortunately, Chen Xuan put the Xuanyuan Sword, the Blood Jade Bottle of the Three Emperors and the True Martial Remnant Picture into the storage bag, but Song Chi and Fengxian did not see that he had a strange treasure.

As for the blood of the Three Emperors hidden in the bloodline, Chen Xuan does not actively stimulate it, and cultivators at the Nascent Soul or above level cannot see it if they do not actively explore it.

"My friend, thank you for helping me, Junior Brother Chen. Here is a talisman that can block the attack of a Jindan cultivator. I will give it to you as a thank you." Song Chi's words did not contain any emotions, from the storage ring

He took out a yellow talisman emitting clear light and pushed it in front of Chen Xuan across the air.

For him, Chen Xuan was no different from the dozen Foundation Establishment Cultivators present.

Although Song Chi's eyes and words did not mean contempt, Chen Xuan could still vaguely feel the sect monks despise the casual cultivator. Song Chi is like this, and Fengxian is like that, just like the nobles and young men in the secular world regard the poor.

It’s not that it’s that it looks down on one’s face, but that it naturally reveals a lofty attitude.

As a thank you, I also have a hint of giving alms.

More than a dozen casual cultivators present at the Foundation Establishment Stage were so envious that their eyes turned red, but Chen Xuan did not catch the talisman floating over, but responded calmly with his face: "Why do you need to pay for it in a simple way?"

Song Chi was slightly surprised. As far as he knew, most low-level cultivators were penniless. He was surprised that he had the opportunity to obtain a life-saving talisman.

It seems that this is a proud young man, but he just shows this cheap arrogance in front of him, which is a bit ungrateful and does not do him any benefit at all.

Of course, Song Chi could not ask a low-level cultivator to accept the talisman. He didn't say anything, took back the talisman and took Chen Sizhen away.

"Wait, Senior Brother Song, can you let Brother Chen Xuan join our Yunchao Sword Sect? Brother Chen has a qualification, um, pretty good. He doesn't have Xuanmen martial arts and dual cultivation of martial arts, and can practice before he is thirty years old.

When you reach the ninth level of Qi Refining Stage, you can see that your heart of Tao is firm..."

The more Chen Sizhen talked about it, the more weak he became. He really couldn't find other advantages in Chen Xuan.

Song Chi said with a deep face: "No one is qualified to be a disciple of our Yunchao Sword Sect. Your elder brother Chen has a poor foundation and is wasting time on both martial arts and martial arts. It is difficult to break through the Golden Elixir Stage in this life. If I do

Will he make a big joke when he calls him back?"

Fengxian looked at Chen Xuan and shook his head secretly. Although Song Chi spoke a little straightforwardly, this young casual cultivator was indeed very poor in qualifications. The matter of cultivating immortals was so cruel. People with poor qualifications couldn't even enter the small sect.

How can we become an immortal?

"Senior Brother Song..." Chen Sizhen wanted to continue to plead for Chen Xuan, but looking at Song Chi's face, he knew that he would not be able to impress this stereotyped senior brother if he said another ten thousand words.

So Chen Sizhen took out an ancient book from the storage ring and handed it to Chen Xuan: "Brother Chen, I'm sorry, I didn't help you. I'll give you this book "Shan Hai Qi Tan" to you."

Chen Xuan took the ancient book, smiled at Chen Sizhen, watched Chen Sizhen standing on the green sword, and disappeared into the distance of the clear sky with Song Chi.

Fengxian also controlled the leaf-shaped magic weapon and left the Liyun Valley.

Seeing that Chen Xuan had no benefits, he collected a broken book. The dozen or so cultivators present at the foundation-building stage all had a lot of psychological balance, and rushed to the corpse of the Xuan-winged Snake and put the valuable things on the corpse.

Divided up completely.

Chen Xuan was concerned about the girl who looked like Qin Feixue just now. After putting away the ancient book, he ran towards the direction where the girl was just now.

The girl and the short and strong man beside her were probably running to the top to avoid the black-winged snake. Chen Xuan felt that this was very likely, so he jumped repeatedly and quickly came up to the cliff.

After coming up to the cliff of Liyun Valley, Chen Xuan looked around and found that the stunning girl and the short man were surrounded by several men in coarse cloth clothes, as if they were arguing something.

After a few steps, I heard a short and strong man angrily saying, "My cousin is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage. I just used the power of the wind spirit of the Light Yan Ling to increase the speed of travel. How could it hurt you if you refine yourself.

A monk at the eighth level of Qi stage?"

"How dare you refuse to hurt me? Look at the remaining wind spirit energy on my wound. Is it exactly the same as the Qingyan Ling on her hand?" A man with big eyes half lying on the ground covered his right knee with his right foot.

, cursing.

The other men nodded frequently, obviously agreeing with the statement of the man with big eyes.

The stunning girl was so anxious that her pretty face turned red: "I didn't hit you just now, you obviously fell down by yourself!"

"Why, dare not admit it? Since I was hurt, I have to pay for it! I don't have high requirements, so I will pay for one hundred five-color flowers, yellow beard grass or Ningyun grass!"

The big and small man spoke wide, and the stunning girl and the short and strong man were shocked and angry.

They worked hard to collect herbs, but only picked a dozen or twenty plants a day. How could they afford to lose a hundred plants?

The short and strong man, the cousin of the stunning girl, was shocked by the mysterious snake just now and ran in front of his cousin. He didn't notice whether the man with big eyes was hit by his cousin. The few casual cultivators who were watching stood
Chapter completed!