Chapter 320 Xizhen
“Why are you afraid?”
"Isn't it because you know nothing about the power of the physical body? You are afraid of the unknown."
The deepest voice in the world echoed in Rong Qing's ears.
"You don't even know your own body yet. For example, that hidden spiritual root? As old man Qin said, it's a ninth-level ice spiritual root... I don't think you will give up this advantage."
"Really powerful turbulence will be stronger than you imagine, so you don't have to worry about not having strong enough food for the physical body. On the other hand, when you understand the physical body well enough, what you worry about now may be felt in the future. Very funny."
"You must know that Taoist Tuntian does not know any rebirth-like Taoist charm, but he can already practice in the turbulent currents. No one in the major circles knows the reason behind this. In the same way, the true situation of the Taoist Tuntian Forbidden Technique is also You have to practice it yourself to know.”
Rong Qing was silent.
"Of course, if you are still worried, you can always ask me for a second tip."
After the words of No. 1 Under Heaven fell, the tea room suddenly fell into silence.
This silence could not make people feel peaceful, and a stalemate atmosphere gradually filled the air, showing that Rong Qing was extremely unpeaceful in her heart.
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The huge black door on the floating island operates silently. From time to time, monks with high status can fly directly into it to go to Qinghang Realm without manual inspection.
At this time, a woman in a yellow shirt was stepping on a long spindle-shaped flying magic weapon, with an unpleasant look on her face. She was originally going to fly directly into the black door, but she was keenly aware of something.
She frowned slightly and looked at the three-story building not far away, with doubts in her eyes.
Some of the scents were very powerful and felt familiar to her.
Therefore, she was not in a hurry to pass through the black gate. Her sleeves flicked, and the long shuttle carried her to the ground.
"Senior Sister Xizhen!" Someone called her rather enthusiastically.
When she heard the call, she found that the person calling her was the young male cultivator who was doing verification work in front of the black gate.
Xizhen thought for a while, but couldn't remember who this young male cultivator was or what his Taoist name was.
However, it was the Juntian Sect that was responsible for the administrative operation of this floating island in the past hundred years. The monks who can do this checking chore here must be disciples of the Juntian Sect like her.
So Xizhen smiled and saluted, "Junior brother, thank you for your hard work." Then he asked, "I see that this three-story building is different from usual. Did something happen?"
Logically speaking, the number of high monks guarding each small building is fixed and will not vary too much.
But the three-story building on this island today is obviously very different.
Nearly a hundred powerful auras were hidden in this building. Each one made Xizhen feel in awe. Because she had seen such a strong aura in the elders of the sect.
The breath of decay!
"I'm not sure about this either." The young male cultivator stopped what he was doing and talked with Xizhen.
The monks who were waiting in line were dissatisfied, but seeing that these two people were of high status, especially the arrogant look in the female monk's eyebrows, they knew they couldn't be provoked, so they had to wait silently.
"But before Senior Sister came, many seniors had already entered this building. Looking at their clothes, it seemed that seniors from all major sects had come."
Various major sects? Xizhen raised his eyebrows. Suddenly I had a bad feeling.
"Why would the seniors of various sects come here?" She smiled and looked around the lively floating island. From time to time, cross-border monks appeared and left. "Is there anything worthy of so many seniors jointly dealing with?"
It doesn't look like something went wrong here.
"Senior sister, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask this question." The young male cultivator was a little embarrassed.
Thinking of a possibility, he hesitated and said: "However, in addition to the seniors of various sects who entered the building today, there are also two monks from the Mother Realm who also entered and have not come out yet. Could it be related to them?"
"Mother Realm cultivator?"
The young male cultivator was keenly aware that senior sister Xizhen, who had always been domineering, was in a particularly bad mood today for unknown reasons. He touched his nose and did not dare to offend her, lest he fail to flatter her and be disliked by others.
He thought to himself that he heard that Senior Sister Xizhen had recently received a flying magic weapon as a gift from the elders. Recently, she had been keen on competing with the geniuses of various sects and had never lost. There is no joy today. Did you lose the competition? It shouldn't be... This flying magic weapon has many consumables, and we even asked Master Yamabuki, the number one weapon refiner in our world, to help create it. Logically speaking, it can be called the fastest flying magic weapon in the stage of becoming a god.
Moreover...Senior Sister Xizhen is also very smart. She will never invite those who are truly powerful to compete.
So the young male cultivator can't figure it out.
Just when the two people were talking about it, two people came out of the building.
One male and one female.
One has a round figure but delicate features. A tall figure with a gentle face.
"Is it her?" Xizhen ignored the fat man and directly focused on Fenghuang'er.
"Do you know Senior Sister?" the young male cultivator asked hurriedly.
How could I not recognize him? She sneered repeatedly.
If this woman and another female cultivator hadn't suddenly appeared on her way, blocking her for half a breath, how could she have lost the competition and been ridiculed several times in a weird way.
She didn't bother Rong Qing and others because she was in the middle of the competition, so she didn't have time to pay attention. Now that she hasn't found them, one of them bumped into him.
Xizi glanced at Xizhen and said as if nothing was wrong: "It would be great if we met Senior Sister Xizhen. This is Junior Sister Fenghuang'er. By chance, she got the inheritance of our sect's Qinghuang lineage when she was in the Mother Realm. Master I saw Senior Sister in the building and happened to be here, so I asked Junior Sister Fenghuang'er to come over and get to know Senior Sister first." He smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Senior Sister, you two are still from the same lineage, and you will be closer in the future. That’s it.”
Unexpectedly, Xizhen didn't show off to Xizi at all, and said coldly: "That's not necessarily the case."
Fenghuang'er stood aside and didn't have time to speak. Hearing this sarcastic remark, he frowned.
"You are lucky to have been inherited by chance. Are you still dreaming of entering the Phoenix City? Let me ask you, which elder are you worshiping now?"
Fenghuang'er replied: "Senior Qin has promised to accept me into the Juntian Sect, but I have not yet become a disciple of any senior."
"That's it." Xizhen said coldly: "There are many disciples of Juntian Sect, including steward disciples who take care of secular affairs, outer disciples with mediocre qualifications, and named disciples who are casually enlightened by their seniors. Are they all? Is it worthy of my senior sisters?”
Xizhen's words are not unkind, but they directly imply that even if Fenghuang'er enters Juntian Sect, he will only become one of the three types of disciples at the bottom.
(End of chapter)