The young man in brocade looked slightly slower and said lightly: "No matter how powerful, glory, and wealth are in the eyes of our monks, we all have clouds and dirt. Even the dynasty changes, the turmoil in the world is passing by. Only the immortal way is one mind and the pursuit of immortality is the most touching."

"The young master taught me a lesson." Chang Jiuling did not dare to refuse, and fell to the ground, but his face showed a look of wanting to speak but stopping.

"Well, what do you have to say?"

The young man in Jinyi glanced at him, and Chang Jiuling hesitated for a moment: "Young master, actually, my subordinates have always had a question in their hearts. With the strength of the sect, as long as a few second-generation disciples can clean up all opposition forces in Youzhou, but why..."

"Why do you need to coexist with Lingxiao Sect, Ancient Sword Academy, Sword Forging Hall and Medicine King Valley? "The young man in Jinyi interrupted his words and asked lightly, "Is this the question you are asking?"

Chang Jiuling nodded.

"Freak!" The young man in brocade sneered, uttered two words gently, and closed his eyes: "We are the monks who are in the heavenly mind, and the world is complicated, and the six desires are confused. There is no time to hide. How could he easily interfere in the world and destroy his Taoist cultivation? Isn't this avenue to seek death? This outer hall is just a convenient way to collect excellent materials and equipment that are scattered around the world, and they are all used by secular warriors."

The young man in brocade opened his eyes and paced back and forth. Chang Jiuling was frightened and wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Why should he ask this question when he was full?

"Besides, the Nanhua Sect can stand behind my Nanhua Sect. Is it really easy for the other four sects to appear on the surface?" The young man in Jinyi suddenly stood still, his eyes flashed with a light, staring at Chang Jiuling.

Chang Jiuling almost couldn't help but trembled, and his heart suddenly felt: "Can there be immortal cultivation sects behind the other four sects!"

The young man in brocade sat at the square table, twisted the wine pot and poured a glass of wine, twisted the wine glass and delivered it to his mouth, tasted it Qianqian, then looked at Chang Jiuling and shook his head: "It is not necessarily the case that there is a sect of immortal cultivation behind him, but it is almost the same, except for Lingxiao Sect."

"Since that's the case, why can the four sects tolerate Lingxiao Sect?" Chang Jiuling was a little shocked. He knew that the reason he could know this today was because he was about to enter the inner hall, but he was even more suspicious. Since the four sects have the support of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, why can Lingxiao Sect protect it?

"Lingxiao Sect, Lingxiao Sect..."

The young man in brocade closed his eyes, muttered a few words, and said lightly: "Lingxiao Sect is a method of martial arts cultivation. This sect has emerged hundreds of years ago. It was really prosperous. However, the martial arts sect is like this. It is very difficult to prosper. If there is no chance, you don't even think about it, but it is very fast. Perhaps it was because the sharp edge was too strong at the beginning, which emptied the luck of the younger generation. Later, the successors of the Lingxiao Sect were inferior to the previous generation and were mediocre. Now they have become a sect in the martial arts world."

The young man in brocade shook his head and sneered.

"This, this... this is really unexpected." Chang Jiuling sighed, but was still a little confused: "Hundreds of years are not too long for cultivators. Logically speaking, even if a cultivation sect declines, how could it be that it would be in the throne of the world?"

"Idiot, have you forgotten that I said it was a martial arts sect?"

The young man in brocade glared at him and sighed, "Forget it, since I led you into the Tao, you will listen carefully. The road of immortality is floating, every step is thorny, and if you don't pay attention, you will never be able to recover. Who in the world does not want to ascend to the sky, become an immortal, and become an immortal, and be an existence that can never be beaten forever. But if you want to seek immortality, you must first compete with time. If you cannot break through the constraints of the realm before the end of the day and extend your life, even a powerful monk will not be able to escape the situation of death."

"Life limit is the greatest test of the immortal realm. It is better than any fierce inner demon. A terrible enemy. The immortal cultivator is pretty good. As long as he breaks through the realm, he can prolong his life. But how can a martial artist refines his body or not refines his spirit? A martial artist who is at the peak of the mortal world usually has a lifespan of 150 years. If he stops taking action after he is a hundred years old, he may not be able to survive to two hundred years old. However, even if he reaches the martial artist who is a land god, his lifespan will be at most 300 years old. His soul will die because he cannot bear the body, which is equivalent to a monk in the foundation-building stage."

"The life span of immortal cultivation and martial arts cultivation is so great that who is willing to practice martial arts cultivation?" Chang Jiuling was puzzled.

The young man in brocade glared at me: "Can anyone be a cultivator? Among the immortals, those with spiritual roots are the most unique. This type of monk has spiritual roots, and his spiritual energy is filled with his body and has never been polluted by the acquired turbid air. Once he practices, he will be a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, and his achievements will be far better than those of ordinary monks."

"The next level is the miscellaneous spiritual roots, and the false spiritual roots must start from the Qi-induced stage, and lead the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to temper the body and refine the impurities and turbid qi to enter the Qi-refining stage. However, this process is faster than that of ordinary practitioners."

Speaking of this, the young man in Jinyi shot a jealousy in his eyes: "Damn it, why am I just a false spiritual root, and the third brother's fool is a fire spiritual root."

There may not be one out of 100,000 people with spiritual roots. Originally, the talent of the young man in Jinyi's fake spiritual roots was enough to take on the future throne of Nanhua Sect. Who knew that the third brother, who was born ten years later than him, had a fire spirit root. Although this third brother was useless except for spiritual roots, the immortal way was like this. No matter what his character, nature and wisdom were, the most important thing was qualifications. Although the young man in Jinyi was devoted to practicing hard, even using his virginity as a cauldron to accelerate his practice, he was still followed by these third brothers and stepped into the third level of Qi refining first.

This point has made the entire Nanhua Sect look at him, and even the elders in the sect teach him separately.

This attitude almost confirms that he is the successor of the next sect leader of the Nanhua Sect!

The young man in Jinyi clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes: "Basic Building Pill, Foundation Building Pill... This time the Xianmen Market is open, and I finally got the opportunity and must get the Foundation Building Pill."

"Hmph, the old immortals in the sect are crazy. They actually want me to take a picture of the foundation building pill and leave it to my third brother. This is to force me to a dead end. If you are not kind, don't blame me for being unrighteous. As long as I seize the foundation building pill, I will hide for twenty years. When I break through the foundation building phase, the general situation has been completed and no one can do anything to me."

The young man in brocade sneered on his face. The only father in the Nanhua Sect who was the sect leader was at the ninth level of Qi refining. He touched the level of foundation building, but he did not have spiritual roots, so he was reluctant to try to build the foundation.

"However, I came specifically for the Foundation Building Pill, but I didn't expect there would be unexpected gains."

The young man in brocade suddenly calmed down. Looking at Chang Jiuling, this guy was actually a fake spiritual root. With such qualifications, he didn't know how he practiced. At such a young age, he had just entered the level of transcendence. However, after all, he had returned to the innate world. As long as he joined the sect and practiced to the fifth or sixth level of Qi refining with his fake spiritual root qualifications, he would still be able to be an internal agent.

"Young Master!" Chang Jiuling was worried, and was furrowed all over by the young man in brocade.

The young man in brocade came back to his senses, his eyes cleared, and he continued: "The last one is without spiritual roots, but even these monks are all of them have extraordinary qualifications, and there are only ones in thousands. These monks can only enter the foundation-building stage by relying on opportunities, so many of them have taken the path of martial arts. After all, with their extraordinary qualifications, they have made great progress. But the later stages of martial arts, the more they are degraded, and rely on their understanding!"

The young man in Jinyi sighed: "Hundreds of years ago, when Lingxiao Sect was at its peak, almost all the martial arts practitioners were such outstanding qualifications and excellent understanding. At that time, Lingxiao Sect could almost walk sideways in Izumo Kingdom. Almost all the nine elders in the sect were martial saints of the level of the Divine God. The sect leader Xiao Qingfeng even entered the realm of silence and became a human immortal."

"While Qin Taicang was able to clear the thirty-six princes, he could resist the pressure of the seven surrounding countries and create a great cause of the 'Izuyun Kingdom', largely because Lingxiao Sect cheered behind him. Almost all the martial saints under the thirty-six princes were destroyed by Xiao Qingfeng. The martial arts cultivators of the seven countries were completely destroyed by Xiao Qingfeng. Some Lingji period cultivators who could not stop the temptation of the seven countries' spiritual treasures were also killed like chopping melons and vegetables. In the end, although they escaped two, they were seriously injured in that battle, and the deadline was approaching. At that time, Xiao Qingfeng was really as powerful as a prison, sweeping all directions."

The young man in brocade sighed and closed his eyes, as if savoring the power and power that was so powerful that he could not speak.

"Can martial arts cultivator be so strong?" Chang Jiuling felt his whole body boiling and could not believe it.

"Of course, as long as a martial artist enters the concentration and becomes a martial saint, he can control the air with his body, and his speed is faster than an ordinary flying sword. Moreover, his body is tempered to be extremely hard. Once a close-up battle begins, it will be a terrible nightmare. The martial artists at the same level confront the cultivator, and the final victory will be the martial artists."

The young man in brocade snorted: "However, although the martial arts cultivator is strong, his life span is far less than that of the immortal cultivator. Since Xiao Qingfeng and the nine elders of Lingxiao died one after another, there are no outstanding and amazing figures among the younger generations, forming a gap in strength. The Lingxiao Sect is even more different from the Xiao Qingfeng era."

"If Qin Taicang had not been grateful for Xiao Qingfeng's contribution and made an eight hundred-year agreement to protect Lingxiao Sect, even if we and the four sects do not destroy it, it would have been blood-scrapped by the younger generations of those who were killed by Xiao Qingfeng. Humph, I can't wait for it, and the Lingxiao Sect is also concerned about this. However, the eight hundred years are approaching in a flash, and the day when Lingxiao Sect's gang destroys people is not far away."

Concerned about the eight hundred years of a dynasty's oath? Chang Jiuling was stunned. Aren't the immortal cultivator arrogant? Why are he still concerned about the secular court?

"Idiot, you are hopelessly stupid!" The young man in Jinyi was so angry that he was so angry that he scolded: "I have told you so much, don't you know? If a skilled martial artist wants to improve, have qualifications, and understand, and fight, the most important of them is understanding and fighting. Only desperate situations can stimulate potential, break through the constraints of realm, killing, and an iron-blooded battlefield filled with hostility is the most suitable. For millions of years, the wars and wars are endless. The biggest source of the culprit cannot be said to be these martial artists."

He snorted coldly and said, "If the eight hundred-year agreement has not passed, who dares to destroy Lingxiao Sect? The top ten martial saints of Izuyun Kingdom, who are not experienced many battles and have great military achievements, is the force that comes out of the battlefield. As long as one of them is enough to wipe out all the immortal cultivators in Youzhou."

Chang Jiuling was finally shocked, and then he felt the power of a dynasty. When he thought of not taking Youzhou Governor's Mansion in his usual eyes, he couldn't help but feel worried. He didn't know how much force the seemingly kind, weak and bullied governor's Mansion was hiding. The words of the young man in brocade made him feel extremely troubled.

Xie Xuan was not in a hurry to meet Yunlei. He deliberately showed his clever skills in front of others, which was enough to attract the attention of his opponent. If he acted rashly, he would probably be involved in the crisis. He was the only one, and he was not afraid of any challenges. Even if the opponent's strength was better than him, he still had the strategy of getting out safely.

After leaving Linhuju, Xie Xuan wandered around the Red Building Chu Pavilion and the famous garden gardens in Youzhou City. Soon, he sensed the surveillance gaze. These spies had various hidden hiding, or hawkers, prostitutes, peddlers, merchants, and wandering warriors...

It is obvious that these spies have been trained by the Southern Chinese School and are well-trained, and it is difficult to see the flaws from their appearance.

Once these elite spies were involved in the crowd, they even encountered the martial saints of the Dings stage who had a clear and unobstructed mind. If they were not taken precautions, they would still not be able to distinguish them.

However, Xie Xuan was definitely different. He had known that the South China Sect would monitor him and had been living in the world for more than two hundred years. His soul and mind moved, and this method was no different from the exposure of ice and snow under the sun.

Although Xie Xuan discovered the spy's spy, he still enjoyed the audience quietly. These people were just small characters and had no value in taking action. Only by absorbing the body and returning it to the innate state can the true energy of the warrior of the Transcendent Stage have value.

But what disappointed Xie Xuan was that although the other party did not relax the surveillance at all, he did not take action for a long time. Even his intentional entry and exit of some evacuated areas did not make the dark hand hidden behind the scenes move.

The dusk gradually became lower and when the lights first came up, there were scattered rains in the sky. On a rainy night, the entire Youzhou City seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, revealing a few ethereal and illusory charm.

"The person behind this scene is so calm and he is a difficult person."

Xie Xuan held up an oil umbrella and felt quite bored. He went to Yuema Bridge from Zhuque Street and savored the scenery on the rainy night in Youzhou City.

As the rain continued, pedestrians and pedestrians gradually became sparse on the street. Many hawkers and pedestrians put away their stalls. Inns and restaurants on both sides of the street closed one after another. Only a few expensive buildings were still brightly lit, crowded, and noisy.

Xie Xuan stood on the Yuema Bridge and clearly saw Yunlei holding an oil umbrella from outside the Yunlou. He kept looking at it, and his anxious expression could not be concealed on his delicate face.

"Forget it, it seems that I underestimated the patience of the latter. Let's just do this for the time being."

Seeing Yunlei's anxious expression, Xie Xuan felt a warm heart, and a smile appeared on his face, pressing down the oil umbrella to cover his appearance. Under the misty night rain, he felt like a ghost dissolved into the dark night. He walked into a gold and jade jewelry store next to him and picked up a phoenix-headed jade hairpin.

"Young Master, this jade hairpin is the best product. Look at it, it is as bright as nature..." The owner of the jade shop smiled and tried hard to do the last order.

Xie Xuan waved his hand and interrupted him, saying lightly: "Pack it up, I want it."

After leaving the jade shop, Xie Xuan smiled bitterly. He is now worthy of his name. In his previous life, he not only has no martial arts skills but also has a strong sense of life. In order to pass the time to intervene in various industries, he has accumulated endless wealth. He has always spent money and never cared about gold and silver wealth.

Xie Chengfeng used to be the first seat of the First Court, and he offered a lot of sacrifices every month. However, he adhered to the usual style of people in the world, spending money like flowing water and being extremely generous, so he never left much spare money. Since he removed from the first seat of the Yellow Court, he had cut off his source of income. Of course, if he reached out, Lingxiao Sect would definitely agree, but that was tantamount to giving. With Xie Chengfeng's character, it would be impossible to accept even if he died.

When he went out this time, Xie Chengfeng forced himself to use the few remaining property for the two of them. Who knew that on the first day alone, Xie Xuan was already short of money.

Of course, Xie Xuan did not take this matter seriously. He could obtain endless wealth at any time as long as he was willing. However, he had been tired of playing such a money-making game in his previous life.

"Send this jade hairpin, even if Yat Yun is not moved, she will not be angry again."

Xie Xuan played with the jade hairpin and smiled self-deprecatingly. The jade shop did not encounter objects filled with spiritual energy as described in the novel. This not only shows that he is not lucky, but also regretfully means that he does not have the protagonist's golden finger.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Xie Xuan looked up at the leap bridge and saw five figures passing by quickly, as if he was escaping something, exerting his body technique to the limit.

As expected, the next moment, the old and the young suddenly appeared. However, the two of them were not covered in dust. They were walking in the wind, walking in the air, with a leisurely expression.

"Two immortal cultivators, the young one has reached the third level of Qi refining, and the old one has the strength of Qi refining the sixth level."

A cold light flashed in Xie Xuan's eyes, and he lowered the oil umbrella: "The five people in front are just secular warriors, with the cultivation level of seventh and eighth grades. With the ability of these two cultivators to kill or capture, it seems that they are playing tricks of cats and mice. But the five people in front are a little familiar. Could it be Ling Xiao's disciple? Well, by the way, the one who is leading is Yue Yun, and the woman next to him is Xiao Chen. It turns out that she is indeed unshuang in her eyes. No wonder she can make Ling Xiao Sect so confused..."

"Hmph, don't you be ungrateful, I will tell you clearly, you have to commit yourself to me, I will pass on your magical secrets in the Immortal Sect, and lead you into the Tao to practice the truth. Isn't it a hundred times better than an ordinary man?"

Just as Xie Xuan was thinking, the young monk in blue suddenly said slowly, his voice was floating and powerless, but it seemed to be everywhere, shaking throughout the world. Xie Xuan understood that this was because the young monk used his true energy to condense his voice and targeted the five people in front of him. If his cultivation level did not reach the same level, he would not be able to hear it at all.

"I feel sorry for seeing the lust?" Xie Xuan looked at the young monk in blue, his eyes flashed: "In addition to being younger, this person's appearance is almost difficult to distinguish from the young man in brocade clothes seen in the tea shop today. He is also a cultivator. Even if he is not a brother, his relationship will definitely be quite good."
Chapter completed!