South China Sea, Fangyuan Island.
Lang Xing released Ling Xiang from the Qiankun bag, pointed to the big island thousands of miles away and said, "Here, do you feel that it has changed a lot?"
Looking at the master's sect that had been away from nearly two thousand years ago, Ling Xiang was so excited that she trembled slightly, "I finally saw the familiar scenery again." She took a deep breath of the air with the breath of the sea, and used her spiritual sense to investigate the master's sect and said, "There is not much change. I only saw a few acquaintances, and the rest should have died. Can you help me see if there are late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators?"
Lang Xing smiled and said, "No, your cultivation is the highest. It seems that you were really not polite to me before. Your master sect is indeed a small sect."
Hearing that his cultivation has become the highest in the sect, Ling Xiang was very proud and let go of his heart. He looked at Lang Xing with anger and said, "There are not many sects in the world who can compete with Ganxu Palace and Zixiao Palace. If you want to show off, we have nothing to say, but it is already good to have a sect with the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Our Fangyuan School is more or less famous in the South China Sea."
Lang Xing laughed and waved his hand, "I don't mean to look down on your Fangyuan Sect. The Xuanfang Sect had only one early stage ancestor of the Yuanying period. Didn't it also give birth to a fairy concubine like Su Wan? Maybe you can turn into feathers in the future." As he said that, he took out a bunch of things from the Qiankun bag, "Take it as a gift for them. It's rare to come back. He is already a top cultivator with top cultivation. He must be a little decent."
Ling Xiang waved her hand quickly and said, "I have prepared a gift. You have given me enough things and can't take your things anymore."
Lang Xing smiled and said, "It's not worth it. These are just ordinary things. I keep them and I think they take up space. Take them to be generous. I don't know when I will come again next time."
"Thank you." Ling Xiang put the pile of things into Qiankun bag, looked at him with a bit embarrassing look and asked, "Can you accompany me here? Just show your face, don't talk to them."
Lang Xing understood that she wanted to show off to her fellow disciples that she had a great friend, so she happily agreed: "Of course, but don't forget my previous advice, don't tell them about secret matters."
Ling Xiang said happily: "I remember it, I know it in my heart. Lang Xing, you are so nice."
Lang Xing smiled and shook his head, took her arm and flew towards Fangyuan Sect.
"Don't be so close to them, it will scare them." Although Ling Xiang said that, she did not pull her arm back.
Lang Xing smiled but said nothing, and sent a huge divine thought to Fangyuan Sect, "Fairy Lingxiang returned to the master's sect to visit you."
The Fangyuan Sect was immediately in anger. The magical ideology of the monk Huayu monk has its supreme majesty. Since its establishment, there have been few monk Huayu monks visiting them.
Rays of rainbow lights gathered quickly towards the mountain gate, and everyone looked at the two people floating in suspicion.
When he landed in front of the mountain gate, Lang Xing smiled and said, "Sister Ling Xiang, then I will leave first. I will pick you up in two days. You can gather here with your classmates."
"Okay!" Ling Xiang began to tremble again. The master sect came out from top to bottom to greet her. How could she enjoy this kind of glory? Besides, there was also a great master of feather transformation and warmly calling her to be Ling Xiang in public. The scenery was so beautiful that she never dared to dream of in her dreams. When she left the master sect, she was just an insignificant early stage female cultivator.
Lang Xing squeezed her eyes and said with a sense of sermon: "Stay at the mind, you are now the highest cultivation level in the sect, so you have to have a little bit of aura." After that, he left leisurely.
Ling Xiang was busy using her cultivation to calm down her aroused heart, but she was unable to show any kindness. She had been humble for so long, so she had no kindness.
"Is Ling Xiang really you?" An old woman with wrinkles on her face asked carefully and softly.
"Master Ziying, it's me, I'll come back to visit you." Seeing that Master Ziying was so humble in front of him at the time, Ling Xiang couldn't help but become more confident. He pointed to the direction of Lang Xing's departure and said, "Don't be nervous. This great master has a very good relationship with me. We often joke with each other, and I have scolded him, just like my brother. He has left and will come to pick me up in two days. Don't be afraid."
"Lingxiang, you are so lucky." Master Ziying was a little confused about what to say.
"You are so close to a great master?" An elderly female cultivator looked at Ling Xiang with incredible eyes. She was the fairy Jingxiang of the same generation as Ling Xiang, and she looked down on Ling Xiang a bit back then.
Seeing Jingxiang, who was so angry that she was so angry that Lingxiang suddenly became majestic and curled her lips, "This is nothing. There are several great supernatural powers that are very close to me, among which are Senior Long Ping from our side. She now lives next to me and often meets each other. There are more great monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul. Just because they are close enough to talk and laugh together, there are no less than twenty people. Sister Jingxiang, your cultivation level back then has been greatly overwhelming. Why has you reached the early stage of Nascent Soul Soul Soul So far, I am almost at the midst of Nascent Soul."
Fairy Jingxiang said with a bitter face: "Junior sister, don't worry about the things that happened back then. There are not many people in our generation left, and my life is about to end. In fact, it is good to be able to practice to this point in the sect. Don't laugh at me. You are a lucky person. We can't compare with you. I did something wrong back then. Now I will apologize to you. Let's forget all the unhappiness we had before. You still have a lot of life, but I don't have many days. I don't want to die with your grudge. This is the truth." After that, he bowed and apologized to Ling Xiang.
In fact, Ling Xiang was not a good person back then. She changed a lot because of Xun Yi and others. Seeing Jingxiang's attitude, the resentment in her heart disappeared. She stepped forward to support her and said, "I had something wrong back then. Let's not mention those things. Let's talk about the past and tell me what happened over the years. There are some rare spiritual herbs here, which may help you break the situation."
"Okay!" Jingxiang happily held her hand, turned to Ziying and said, "Master, Ling Xiang is the middle-stage fairy of the Nascent Soul stage. We should welcome her in happily."
"Yes, it should be like this! Ling Xiang is really promising!" Ziying said and raised her hands. The Fangyuan School immediately burst into auspicious colors, and the sound of drums and music followed.
Ling Xiang, who had been frustrated for a lifetime, finally became proud and entered the mountain gate with endless scenery surrounded by hundreds of disciples.
What she missed most at the moment was Xunyi. It can be said that all this was thanks to others. Her qualifications were not as good as Jingxiang. Everyone pulled her up for Xunyi's affection. The benefits that Jingxiang dared not even dream of in her dreams. The value of the spiritual fruits and spiritual liquid given by Lang Xing was that they could not afford to sell the entire Fangyuan Sect.
Her life is getting better and better. When she arrived at the Wanfu Cultivation Realm, she was simply entering a happy land. Not only would these fellow students envy, but also those famous sects must also envy her. She is really happy and down-to-earth now, but more importantly, her future is bright. She is full of confidence in entering the late stage of the Nascent Soul.
Chapter completed!