Fantasy World Card Longevity

Chapter 40
The sect's residence was still very quiet, as quiet as a deserted house.

Zhong Ci walked in from the gate, with a look of nostalgia on his face. Unknowingly, he had spent more than six months in the White Snake World.

These six months of experience can be described as extremely exciting, completely turning him from a novice cultivator into a black-bellied poisonous man, who is used to the darkness of the cultivation world.

Go straight for 36 meters behind the gate, stepping over [-] bluestone steps, and you will find the main hall of Linghuomen.

Zhong Ci stepped up the stairs slowly. The bluestone steps were already a bit worn out, and there were potholes or cracks in some of the frequently stepped places, but the stone steps were very clean.

Um--

clean?

Zhong Ci suddenly realized something, and he quickly lowered his head and carefully looked at the steps under his feet.

The bluestone is clean and tidy, without any dust, and the texture polished by the years on the stone surface is clearly visible, revealing a sense of historical beauty.

It looks like it is often cleaned by someone.

Zhong Ci clearly remembered that he had been busy practicing before going to the White Snake World, but he hadn't cleaned the Zongmen's residence for several months.

Then it's obvious why it's so clean here.

"Someone has lived here." Zhong Ci murmured with his head buried in a gloomy expression.

He had long known that the foundation of the Linghuo Sect could not be maintained by a young monk with only one level of Qi training after the death of his master Feng Yong.

But he didn't expect,
Unexpectedly, someone would come to the door so quickly and occupy this place.

"It's a good thing I crossed early enough, otherwise I'm afraid there won't be any good results if I stay in the sect."

Thinking of this, Zhong Ci couldn't help feeling rejoicing.

The decision to spend pills and spirit stones to speed up his cultivation was indeed correct. If he hadn't quickly broken through to the first level of Qi Refining, activated the system and traveled to the White Snake World, it is unknown how many years he would have continued to waste.

If you are unlucky, the system has not started yet, and your life may be lost in advance.

Secretly saying that he was lucky, Zhong Ci once again focused on the matter in front of him.

No matter what, now that someone dares to seize the sect residence of the Spirit Fire Sect without his consent, this is really deceiving him, the former head of the Spirit Fire Sect, and deceiving others too much.

"It's really too much!" Zhong Ci looked indignant.

Although with his current strength, he didn't regard the broken place of Spirit Fire Gate as any treasure.

However, if I don’t want my things, I can give them to you. If I don’t give them to you, you can’t steal them.

If you insist on grabbing it, if I can't beat you, I am convinced and I will give it to you.

If you can't beat me and still dare to reach out, then don't blame me for sending you back to immortality early.

"However, someone who can appreciate such a poor place is not much stronger." Zhong Ci thought for a while, and couldn't help but think of this, and suddenly felt determined.

But how to act specifically, you still have to look at the strength of the person occupying this place before deciding whether to kill or make peace.

It's too reckless to rush in and shout for beating and killing. It doesn't fit his character.

Zhong Ci stepped up and continued to step on the stairs, he planned to go into the main hall to see the situation.

Walked ten steps,
He stopped in his footsteps and looked towards the entrance of the main hall ahead.

Five figures walked out of the hall, all dressed in black clothes and with long swords on their waists. After they came out, they all looked at Zhong Ci vigilantly.

The leader of the five was an old man with a beard and half hair. He was wearing a crown facing the sky, and his robe was fluttering. I don't know who my friend is, what's the matter with Xuanshui Sword Sect?"

Hearing the old man's words, Zhong Ci finally let out the boulder he was holding in his heart, and let out a sigh of relief.

Now it's stable!

Based on his observations, Mu Yang, the most powerful master of these people, is only at the second level of Qi refining, and the four disciples behind Mu Yang are even small shrimps at the first level of Qi refining.

In a sect, the strongest one is basically the leader. As the leader, Mu Yang has this level of cultivation, so one can imagine the strength of this sect.

Originally, he was a little worried that these people were pawns who came out to test, but now it seems that it is completely unfounded.

With this kind of strength, he can destroy it with a wave of his hand.

Mu Yang, the head of the Xuanshui Sword Sect, kept silent after finishing speaking, but his eyes were fixed on Zhong Ci's face, observing Zhong Ci's reaction.

Zhong Ci naturally noticed this.

But he didn't care about this. After hearing Mu Yang's words, he sneered directly and said: "Xuan Shui Sword Sect, I've never heard of it. It's a clown who came out of some lump. Also, isn't there always a spiritual fire here? Since when did you become a member of the Xuanshui Sword Sect at the door?"

"Bold!"

"presumptuous!"

After hearing Zhong Ci's ridicule, the four people behind Mu Yang couldn't help scolding immediately.

A trace of anger flashed across Mu Yang's face, but it quickly disappeared, and he reached out to stop the few disciples who were still scolding.

As the head of the sect, he considered more than these disciples.

Zhong Ci, who suddenly appeared in front of him, looked very young, but in the world of cultivating immortals, appearance is the most unreliable way to judge age, because there are too many ways in the world to make a person stay young forever.

Moreover, Zhong Ci had clearly seen that there were five people in their Xuanshui Sword Sect, and they had an advantage in numbers, but they still taunted them, obviously relying on them, and not afraid of them.

most importantly,

It was Mu Yang who had been observing Zhong Ci since he came out, sensing Zhong Ci's spiritual power breath, but no matter how he sensed it with his consciousness, it was the same result, that is, Zhong Ci was just an ordinary person.

But that's the scariest part.

Because although Zhong Ci didn't do anything, just standing there gave him a strong sense of threat.

As a veteran who has been in the world of cultivating immortals for decades, Mu Yang may have low strength, but his vision is vicious.

Because people with poor eyesight are already three feet high on their graves.

So he judged it immediately.

That is the young man in front of him, his strength is far superior to him, that's why he can't feel the spiritual power of Zhong Ci.

Thinking of this,

Cold sweat broke out on Mu Yang's forehead, and he said in an extremely polite tone: "What fellow Taoist said is very true, this place is indeed the residence of the sect of the Spirit Fire Sect, but as far as I know, the sect of the Spirit Fire Sect The head of the sect, Feng Yong, passed away a few months ago, and his only disciple was nowhere to be found. After we came here, there was no one there. Because I couldn't bear to let this treasure land go to waste, so I stayed here. We are thinking that when the disciples of Head Feng Yong come back, we will move out and return this place to Linghuo Sect. We have no intention of taking it by force."

Stimulated by a strong desire to survive, Mu Yang immediately brushed off the matter of occupying the Linghuo Sect's residence, and explained clearly that the reason why there was no one in the Linghuo Sect was because the descendant ran away on his own, and it had nothing to do with him.

Mu Yang saw clearly,

Since Zhong Ci mentioned the Spirit Fire Sect, it is obvious that it has something to do with the Spirit Fire Sect.

Although I don't know what the relationship is, but it is definitely not an enemy.

So in order not to be held accountable, it is very important to make things clear in advance.

After this set of rhetoric was finished, Mu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Zhong Ci's face, seeing that there was no change in him, he asked cautiously: "By the way, after talking so much, I still don't know The name of a fellow daoist?"

(End of this chapter)