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Chapter 1678 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (26)

Several monks who were sitting in the Xiuxian Bazaar sipping tea, their eyes widened when they heard someone say that the suzerain of Tianming Sect had changed.

"What?! The position of the suzerain of the Tianming sect has changed? But some time ago, I clearly heard that the mountain where the Tianming sect is located has the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation. Apart from Long Beiye, how many of the nearby demon sects can have a cultivation level? In the later stage of the golden core, approaching the baby of the broken core?"

"Hey, your news is too late! Not only was the person who crossed the catastrophe not Long Beiye, but he also killed Long Beiye during the catastrophe!"

Everyone was speechless for a moment.

"Is the new suzerain so brave? Suddenly there is another Nascent Soul demon king in the demonic way, that is really a disaster for the people of the world."

"You all guessed wrong. The new suzerain doesn't seem to be a demon cultivator. Even breaking the alchemy and conceiving babies is easier than others. After the catastrophe, he also spread a lot of merit to the wraiths killed by the Tianming sect to help them. Reincarnated."

"This statement is true?! The new suzerain sounds like a decent person. Now she has become the Nascent Soul Immortal Sovereign, so why don't she start a sect on her own, and insist on following the name of Tianmingzong?"

"Who knows, I heard that the suzerain is old. Although he has become a Nascent Soul, he still looks as ugly as a seventy-year-old woman. Before Xuanqingzong had such a new suzerain because of Tianmingzong, he wanted to invite her to Xuanqing. Zong Yixu, so that the disciples of the Tianming Sect can do good deeds, guess what will happen?"

A younger monk took it for granted.

"Then, since the new suzerain is an orthodox person, and was invited by the number one orthodox sect in the world of cultivating immortals, he should be very happy to attend the appointment, right?"

"How can it be! That old woman surnamed Su rejected Xuanqingzong's invitation straight away, and said that their Tianmingzong is neither righteous nor evil, and their style of behavior is not ashamed, and they don't need to be judged by other sects."

"This is too embarrassing, even Xuan Qingzong's face? Could it be that because I successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul, my eyes are higher than the top?"

"Yeah, this is too far-fetched. Although the new suzerain is in the body of a Nascent Soul, it is rare to meet an opponent in the world of cultivating immortals, but there is more than one Nascent Soul Immortal Venerable in the Xuanqing Sect. It is only the Ruoxu of Canglan Peak. Daojun, are you invincible under Huashen?"

When Immortal Venerable Ruoxu was mentioned, the topic of the cultivators present immediately changed.

"Are you talking about Ling Ruoxu of the Xuanqing Sect? It seems that his master, before the death pass, let the word out to the public that he wanted to find a female cultivator with the water element's heavenly root to be a Taoist partner for Immortal Ruoxu."

"As for the talents of the younger generation, who else can there be besides Ruoxu Xianzun?"

"Yes, there are countless female cultivators who fall in love with Immortal Ruoxu from all over the world. It is a pity that Immortal Ruoxu has a pure yang body. I have been looking for an extremely yin body to be a Taoist partner for so many years. I didn't expect that the requirements were lowered now. gone?"

"Hey, why did the Qin family lose the extremely yin body furnace half a year ago? Ruoxu Xianzun has been tormented by the spiritual power of the raging fire for a hundred years, and he couldn't find the extremely yin body to relieve it. The only thing I can do is find a female cultivator with water or ice roots."

"Yeah, I still remember what happened half a year ago. At that time, everyone wondered if the furnace was captured by Tian Mingzong. Looking at it now, maybe the furnace and the young master of the Qin family were murdered together. "

"The Qin family is also pitiful. Ever since Qin Yifan, the youngest son of the Qin family, died, Father Qin has been in a daze all day. He has been unable to break through in the past few days, and he also fell due to the exhaustion of his life essence."

These gossip people are chattering here, they never imagined that the old hag they talked about, who made Xuan Qingzong lose face, and that despicable extremely yin furnace, turned out to be the same person.

……

In addition to these gossip casual cultivators, Xuanqingzong naturally paid close attention to Tianmingzong's movements.

Even Ling Ruoxu, who stayed on the Canglan Peak all year round, knew that the suzerain had turned into a ugly old woman.

When the disciples of the sect mentioned that the surname of Tianming Sect's master and her first disciple were all named Su, Ling Ruoxu subconsciously froze for a moment.

"Is your surname Su..."

In fact, this surname is by no means uncommon in the world of cultivating immortals.

It's just that every time he hears this surname, Ling Ruoxu will subconsciously think of a person.

His little green plum who had been waiting for him in the mortal world all his life and died of depression.

……

Those young disciples who were gossiping saw Immortal Ruoxu standing in front of him in white clothes, they all looked at him excitedly.

"Disciple has met Immortal Ruoxu!"

Seeing the admiring expressions of those female cultivators, Ling Ruoxu looked indifferent. He nodded slightly, and wanted to leave directly, but when he thought of his little Qingmei from a hundred years ago, he couldn't help frowning, and asked one more question .

"Do you know the specific names of the new suzerain of Tianmingzong and her first disciple?"

"Uh, it seems that the first disciple's name is Su Xiaoyu, and what was the name of the master of Mingzong that day...Su Qing...Su Qing what?"

Ling Ruoxu's eyes and pupils were wide open, and there was a deep mark on the tip of his frowning eyebrows.

"But it's called Su Qinghuan?"

Even Ling Ruoxu himself didn't realize the urgency in his heart at that second.

"Yes, the Immortal Venerable has stayed in Xuanqingzong all year round, and he knows these things? Could it be that the old woman surnamed Su has some old friends with the Immortal Venerable?"

old woman?
Ling Ruoxu stood there stunned, and for a while, the delicate and shy face of Xiao Qingmei from a hundred years ago appeared in his mind, and for a while, the appearance of Qingmei in a bright red wedding dress, beautiful makeup and decisive expression when the demons invaded appeared in his mind.

But no matter what kind of words, they don't match words like old and ugly.

There was also a disciple who reported that when Qingmei jumped into the river, his sideburns grew early, and he looked haggard and older, but he would not be mistaken for an old woman in her 70s.

……

Ling Ruoxu pursed his thin lips lightly.

"I have never had any friendship, but I had an old friend who passed away with this name. Maybe the world is vast, but it just so happened that the master of Mingzong had the same name as her that day."

"That's true. Duplicate names are not too strange. There are countless wonders in the world. My disciple has even seen someone whose appearance is almost exactly the same as my relatives!"

"..."

Ling Ruoxu's heart froze, and he was in a daze for a moment. Before those disciples could strike up a conversation with him, he flicked his sleeves and appeared on Canglan Peak.

The man stared at his quiet room with deep eyes, and suddenly opened a secret compartment.

What I saw inside was a red dress that had turned white a long time ago.

That was Ling Ruoxu's big red wedding dress a hundred years ago.

He escaped from marriage on the day when he was supposed to get married with Qingmei, and when the Taoist priest came looking for him, Ling Ruoxu didn't have time to change his clothes.

Originally, after entering Taoism, Ling Ruoxu should have destroyed these bonds related to the common world.

It's just that Ling Ruoxu's thoughts moved when he looked at the slightly dim red dress at this moment, he gently stroked the lapel of the wedding dress, his brows and eyes were a little dark and cold.

"Will it be her?"

(End of this chapter)