Ning Hentian frowned. Judging from the dress of the person in front of him, he was not a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. He had been here before and had no impression of this person.
"I bet you are the master of Powang Immortal Palace!"
The monk who suddenly came forward was Pan Yuanan. He was overjoyed when he heard that someone from Powang Immortal Palace came to visit him. He only thought that this was a great opportunity to establish relations with the seven immortal sects. In addition, the other party must have come because of his master.
Linglongzi, as for Qingyun Sect?
How could a low-level sect have such great courage that Powang Immortal Palace came to visit him personally?
Before Ning Hentian could say anything, Pan Yuanan introduced himself hurriedly.
"I am the eldest disciple of the Lingbo Sect, Pan Yuan'an. I believe all of you are here to see my master, Ling Longzi. Please come here!"
As Pan Yuanan spoke, he looked back, looking very attentive, but he couldn't contain his excitement in his heart.
"Master, over here, the Master from the PoWan Fairyland is here to find you!"
This was the first time he had met the monks from the seven immortal sects. He wanted to hug each other tightly and not let go. The Qingyun Mountains were invaded by demons. Even if all the sects united, Pan Yuanan had no confidence that he could survive the catastrophe.
Survive.
However, it would be different if he took advantage of Powang Immortal Palace. As long as Ning Hentian said a word, Pan Yuanan would be willing to betray the sect and go back with him.
Linglongzi, who was still on the way, heard his disciple's shouting. After carefully looking at Ning Hentian's face, he felt that he had no impression. However, everyone's eyes were focused on him at this time, so he could only move forward bravely.
He walked away, thinking that the other party had heard of his name.
"Ling Longzi, the headmaster of Lingbo Sect, once had a relationship with the senior of Powang Immortal Palace, so I'm polite here."
Pan Yuanan on the side looked at this scene and said in his heart that the opportunity has arrived. He didn't expect that the usually silent master still had such connections. As long as he climbed up to the big shot of Powang Immortal Palace, what else would Lin Mingyuan mean?
As long as he leaves the Qingyun Mountains, he will be nothing, and then the two of them will be in two different worlds.
The people from various sects standing behind Linglongzi also looked at Linglongzi's back with envy, sighing in their hearts how lucky he was to be able to make friends with the big shots of Powang Immortal Palace in a remote area of Wanling Continent. Such an opportunity.
It's something they can't envy.
"Hey, if we have such an opportunity, why worry about not being able to break through the golden elixir stage?"
"Who says it's not the case? PoWan Immortal Palace gives us some random resources that we may not be able to obtain in our lifetime in the Qingyun Mountains."
"In my opinion, Linglongzi is the best leader for this alliance. Although Leader Lin is excellent in all aspects, he is still too young!"
"Yes, even if he is strong in his own right, can he still be compared to Poliang Immortal Palace as a backstage?"
The monks all sighed in their hearts and were glad that they came here today. They knew Linglongzi's powerful background, and they should build a good relationship with her in the future.
Lin Mingyuan stood at the back. The monks were really crowded, so he didn't want to push forward. Ning Hentian and he were old friends, so he probably wouldn't care about this courtesy.
Sensing the expressions of the people around him, Lin Mingyuan could naturally understand what they were thinking. He was not surprised by this. Worshiping the strong was the rule of the cultivation world. The power of Poliang Immortal Palace was more powerful than his own, so it was very surprising for everyone to react this way.
normal.
However, they seem to have made a mistake.
Ning Hentian was indifferent to the greetings of Pan Yuanan and Ling Longzi, and walked straight towards the crowd surrounding the front.
Pan Yuanan's smiling face suddenly froze, especially when he saw that his master was also ignored and showed a confused expression.
The big shots in Powang Immortal Palace didn't come to Lingbo Gate. Could it be that there are some unknown masters in the crowd?
Pan Yuanan's eyes scanned the faces of the major sect members, but he never found any flaws. Everyone was confused and looked at Ning Hentian approaching with a hint of expectation.
In the end, Ning Hentian's footsteps did not stop, and he came straight to Lin Mingyuan behind the crowd. He stretched out his hand, with an extremely cheerful smile on his face, and the two of them shook hands fiercely.
"Old man, we meet again!"
"Brother Ning, it seems like we are so old."
Lin Mingyuan smiled and cursed, but his expression was also very happy.
He had thought that Ning Hentian would be involved in Powang Immortal Palace's attack this time, but he did not expect that he would take the initiative to visit Qingyun Sect, which shocked himself, especially since there were many Powang Immortal Palace behind him.
The powerful people, especially the old man Huan Xingzi, had a chance encounter with him.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, after I killed the demon leader of the Wolf Fang Sect, I said that I wanted to come over and have a look. Who knew that the old man insisted on coming with me? This will cause trouble for you."
Ning Hentian always spoke politely in front of outsiders, and these remarks also gave Lin Mingyuan enough face.
"That's right, it does bother little friend Lin."
Huan Xingzi also walked over with a smile at this time, followed by several serious monks, who were obviously masters in Powu Immortal Palace.
"Senior, I have defeated Mr. Lin. It is a great honor for all of you to come to our Qingyun Gate. Please take a seat in the main hall."
Lin Mingyuan smiled and handed over his hands. In the past, he would not have been so scrupulous and eloquent, but now as the master of a sect, with so many monks watching eagerly, he could still interact with each other in a decent manner.
"I haven't seen you for nearly a year. Little friend Lin has grown up a lot."
Huan Xingzi's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he could see at a glance that Lin Mingyuan's cultivation had reached the late stage of the Golden Core, which made him amazed in his heart.
You must know that even if Ning Hentian has the resources of Powang Immortal Palace to help him, he is only at the early stage of Jindan cultivation. Lin Mingyuan, an abandoned disciple abandoned by the Shushan Sword Sect, how can he be on such a barren land in the Qingyun Mountains?
Will it improve so quickly?
It seems that Ning Hentian has made an incredible friend...
Huan Xingzi sighed in his heart. The junior who was bullied in the Shushan Sword Sect had now grown into the leader of the sect. Fortunately, Ning Hentian had condensed a first-grade golden elixir of heaven, otherwise he would have been outclassed by Lin Mingyuan.
Thinking of this, Huan Xingzi followed Lin Mingyuan's guidance and slowly approached the main hall. When he saw the spectacular buildings around him, even though Huan Xingzi was used to seeing all kinds of grand scenes, he couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
This is not the little-known low-end sect that others say. This mountain gate, this main hall, this world, are no less impressive than Powang Immortal Palace!
In an instant, Huan Xingzi determined that Lin Mingyuan must be a man of great luck. Most monks would be depressed after being kicked out of the sect, and would eventually live a miserable life. Lin Mingyuan was better. After leaving the Shushan Sword Sect, he seemed to be a hidden man.
Long Ruyuan, I am afraid that his cultivation will catch up with him in a few years!
The three of them were talking and laughing in front of them, leaving behind only a group of stunned monks from the Qingyun Mountains. They were stunned on the spot, still unable to believe this scene.
What did I see?
The Nascent Soul stage master of Powang Immortal Palace actually chatted and laughed with Lin Mingyuan, and even the disciple who seemed to have a very noble status called Lin Mingyuan brothers. Is this still Qingyun Sect?
Are you sure it's not a branch opened by one of the seven immortal sects in the Qingyun Mountains?